Half an hour ago, in the forbidden land of the Mo family in Wanren Mountain.

"Sister, this is the treasure of our Mo family's Zhen clan, nine-inch heart?" Mo Xiaoyi looked at the 'round ball' the size of a skull that was floating and rotating slightly!

This 'round ball' looks ordinary, the whole body is dark and heavy, and it is faintly exposed to ice blue light, the texture is round without the slightest flaw, Mo Xiaoyi can even see his distorted face reflected on it!

Seeing Mo Tong nodding slightly in a rare and serious manner, he suddenly had a sad face, hugged his chest and touched his smooth chin, and muttered: "How can a nine-inch heart look like an iron pimple?"

At this moment, Mo Tong was observing the surroundings, and this was the first time she had entered here.

The secret room is not large, in a regular triangle, and on the dark wall, there are reliefs carved with important deeds of the ancestor Mo Wennan's life, as well as some incomprehensible streamline lines. Beneath the suspended 'ball' is a metal square platform the size of a futon and nearly half a person high.

The metal square platform is not suitable for forging, and there are flashes of ghostly halos, and it is filled with countless damaged magic weapons, swords, and other objects.

Mo Tong once heard his father talk about the name of this iron throne remnant called the burial platform. And the damaged magic weapons and magic weapons on the stage are all the 'trophies' of the remnants of the soldiers collected by the ancestor Mo Wennan after defeating the enemy.

Looking at this densely packed burial platform full of remnants, Mo Tong couldn't imagine for a while that the ancestor had gone all the way from a mortal ranger, a layman to an ordinary man until the establishment of the Mo family in Wanren Mountain, and finally shocked the mountains and seas. What a hardship and a .......!

After a moment of nostalgia, Mo Tong saw that Mo Xiaoyi beside him was still muttering nine inches of heart.

She also looked at the suspended 'round ball' on the funeral platform, and said with a respectful expression: "Don't talk nonsense! This is what it was like before it confessed the Lord. But once the nine-inch heart recognizes the master, it can transform into a divine soldier according to the master's heart! The nine-inch heart held by the ancestor back then was exactly the appearance of a broken blade. So since then, the children of my Mo family have all used broken blades as tools. ”

When Mo Xiaoyi heard that there was still this reason, he suddenly said excitedly: "Sister, then you say." When you get the Nine Inch Heart, what will the Nine Inch Heart become?"

Seeing that Mo Tong suddenly thought about it, Mo Xiaoyi smiled happily: "I think if my sister has a nine-inch heart, she will have to transform into an imposing divine soldier." The whole one-foot-long broad-backed broadsword! If you see anyone who is unhappy, you will chop whom...!"

Mo Tong looked at Mo Xiaoyi like an idiot, and snorted angrily: "One zhang long?hehe~ One zhang long is a guillotine?

Mo Xiaoyi suddenly disagreed: "It's good, it's majestic! Isn't there a saying in the world, it's called 'an inch long and an inch strong?' Just like Mr. Ghost Face's spear, tsk tsk ~ one zhang long! stunned to ...... the dragon soul"

Hearing Mo Xiaoyi talking about the ghost face, Mo Tong suddenly remembered Luo Yu, and then she smiled sweetly, and unconsciously reached out to touch her lower abdomen.

Mo Xiaoyi was talking energetically, but suddenly saw his master smiling inexplicably, and the smile was extremely sweet! He was suddenly stunned to look at Mo Tong's hand touching his lower abdomen, and looked Mo Tong up and down strangely in his heart: "Sister, why are you smiling so abnormally? Could it be that your stomach is uncomfortable...?"

Mo Tongwen's cheeks suddenly turned red, and with the smile that had not faded away, it was so good-looking!

Mo Xiaoyi suddenly seemed to think of something! He dodged his eyes and smiled awkwardly: "Sister, our own people, it doesn't matter." Female~ There are always a few days of troubles every month, normal, normal. ”

"Smack!" Mo Tong slapped his hand, and almost slapped Mo Xiaoyi, who was caught off guard!

I saw her looking at Mo Xiaoyi, who was nodding her head and waist, and said, "You kid knows a lot about weirdness, can you endure it~." ”

Mo Xiaoyi touched the back of his head while grinning with a smile: "How can I understand not much, I don't know much, I don't follow my sister every day, I haven't eaten pork, I haven't seen a pig...... Alas, no...!"

Halfway through his words, Mo Xiaoyi saw his grandfather looking at him with an unkind face, he immediately stopped his voice, and hurriedly thought about what was wrong!

"Smack~!" This time, Mo Tong was merciless in his hands, and with a 'iron sand palm', Mo Xiaoyi was staggered and fell to the ground!

At the same time, she pointed at Mo Xiaoyi and scolded in annoyance: "You are the sow! ”

"Hey

Hey~" Mo Xiaoyi rubbed his aching head, looked at Mo Tong aggrievedly, and persuaded desperately: "Sister, I'm a pig, the whole family is a pig, so don't you have to put yourself in again?"

Obviously, Mo Xiaoyi is also a member of the Mo family, this goes around and around, and in the end, Mo Tong still scolded himself!

"You...!" Mo Tong held back a sullen breath and trembled his hands, pointing at Mo Xiaoyi.

Finally, he exhaled depressedly, turned around and waved his hand: "Don't rely on your mouth, hurry up and wake up the nine-inch heart with blood." ”

"Gotta ~. Seeing that it was time to get down to business, Mo Xiaoyi hurriedly smiled and came to the funeral platform, and then slowly stretched out his palm.

At this time, Mo Tong was beside him: "Touch the remnant blade on the burial platform with your palm, and use the blood of pure yang to attract ......."

To say that the process of recognizing the Lord of this nine-inch heart is not like other magic weapons, as long as the blood is dripping to recognize the Lord. On the contrary, it is the instrument spirit that communicates with the nine-inch heart with the divine consciousness, and you can only succeed if the instrument spirit recognizes you! At this point, you can see the extraordinary thing about the nine-inch heart.

And the nine-inch heart has been in a state of 'sleeping', how can it connect with its instrument spirit ditch? Therefore, this requires the blood of the pure yang of the Mo family to infect this burial heart.

There are countless remnants of soldiers in the burial platform, and there are still some remnant souls of the instrument spirits, all of them are broken in the hands of Mo Wennan and the Nine Inch Heart, so once they encounter the pure yang blood of the people of the Mo family, they will be resentful and the remnant souls will be uneasy!

Once the nine-inch heart awakens, it is the best time for him to confess the Lord!

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyi was pressing his palm on the funeral platform according to Mo Tong's instructions. Don't look at these remnants of the soldiers, but they are still extremely sharp! He only pressed lightly, and he felt a tingling pain in his palm. Then the red blood 'ticked' down, and began to slowly infect the burial platform below.

The burial platform was like a dry sand pile in the desert, instantly diluting the blood dripping from his palm!

For a time, there was a storm in the secret room.

Looking at the rising aura on the burial platform, he was quickly rushing towards the 'round ball' suspended above.

Mo Tong hurriedly said: "Don't leave the little one, wait for my sister's divine sense and the nine-inch heart soul." ”

"Sister, don't worry. Obviously, Mo Xiaoyi didn't care about these remnant spirits.

And just when Mo Tong closed his eyes and sank into the sea of minds, preparing to connect with the nine-inch heart weapon spirit ditch.

Mo Xiaoyi was surprised to find that the sleeping spherical nine-inch heart was actually covered by the remnant spirit's anger, and it was instantly blue! And inside the mysterious color of the 'round ball', an incomparably powerful will was faintly emanating! It was as if an immortal god who had been sleeping for 10,000 years was about to wake up!

Anger, vigor, contempt and other thoughts instantly invaded the stunned Mo Xiaoyi!

For a while, Mo Xiaoyi felt as if he was isolated from the world. Suddenly, I couldn't feel the passage of time, the change of space, and even the pain in the palm of my hand seemed to be slowly disappearing...!

"Hum~!" Another blue light spread out, like a ring of stars, surrounding a ball-shaped nine-inch heart!

Suddenly, the sound of the impact of the machine continued to sound, as if it was striking Mo Xiaoyi's violently agitating heart! The 'round ball' actually spun in an instant, as if it was like a crystal iron petal, and it bloomed in an instant!

Brilliant blue crystal shards spun out and floated on the Galactic Ring, shimmering with scorching light, illuminating all around... It also reflects the crystal iron 'flowers' in the middle of which are particularly gorgeous.

Before Mo Xiaoyi could marvel at the splendor of this crystal iron flower, he saw that the blue streamer had come out and turned into countless strange streamer inscriptions.

The 'flower' bloomed brilliantly, and the pure blue light had been suppressed and buried in the heart!

At the same time, Mo Tong, whose eyes were slightly closed and sinking into the sea of mind, was trying to connect with the nine-inch heart after waking up!

Mo Tong's divine consciousness at this moment covered out, and he was 'being honest' with the nine-inch heart of the instrument spirit. Looking at the splendid 'flowers' suspended in front of him under the perception of divine consciousness, a triangular blue light mark the size of a baby's palm was quietly standing inside!

Seeing this, Mo Tong's heart was excited, and he moved: "Nine inches of heart!"

As if sensing Mo Tong's thoughts, the triangular light seal, which was originally a slowly rotating triangular light seal, actually hovered towards Mo Tong

Stayed, as if observing her!

In an instant, Mo Tong only felt a warm current around his body, and the sea seemed to be irradiated by the warm sun!

Seeing this, she was excited, and thought that Jiu Cun Xin wanted to recognize her as the master. But at this moment, the warm and comfortable feeling above the body and mind was swept away in an instant, and it was retracted into the triangular light seal.

A sense of loss instantly hit Mo Tong's heart.

Obviously, she didn't get the approval of Nine Inch Heart! Failed.

But just when she was about to withdraw from Zhihai regretfully, suddenly!

"Hum~!" As if a humming sound sounded from the depths of the soul! The nine-inch heart light seal suspended in front of him suddenly shook and spun extremely quickly, and then the blue light shone out again, swaying endless warm currents!

Only this time, the warm current did not shine on Mo Tong's whole body, nor did it 'warm' her Zhihai, but on her lower abdomen!

Seeing this, Mo Tong was shocked and muttered, "What are you going to do...?"

Before Mo Tong finished reading, she only felt a stabbing pain in her lower abdomen! Her divine consciousness seemed to be imprisoned, and she couldn't control her body!

The stinging pain continued, and in a trance, Mo Tong seemed to hear Mo Xiaoyi's exclamation: "Sister... Sister, the flower... Nine Inch Heart... I'm shining on your lower abdomen! It's a lewd man!"

No matter what happened to the outside world, Mo Tong at this moment only felt a tingling pain in her lower abdomen, as if she had been pierced by countless spikes!

Mo Tong had to beg bitterly: "Don't... Please..."

I don't know how long it took to feel the tingling, it seemed like a long, long time, and it seemed like a moment... Mo Tong could only faintly feel the excitement and joy in his nine inches of mind.

And just when Mo Tong was in despair.

The dazzling nine-inch heart triangle spirit seal suddenly stopped in an instant, and then turned into a blue streamer, and it actually sank into her lower abdomen!

His eyes opened suddenly, and Mo Tong looked around in surprise!

At this moment, on the burial platform that returned to silence in the secret room, the crystal iron 'flowers' that were still suspended were constantly distorting the void, and the surrounding space seemed to be about to be torn apart!

Seeing Mo Tong wake up, Mo Xiaoyi hurriedly stretched out his palm full of blood, pointed at Mo Tong's body, and was frightened: "Sister, you are bleeding!"

Mo Tong looked below him in shock when he heard this, and saw that red blood was constantly dripping from his feet.

She only felt that there was an endless buzz in her head, and a touch of sadness instantly came to her heart!

"Boom~!" broke the mood of the two.

"Damn... Space... It's broken!?" At this moment, Mo Xiaoyi's shocked voice sounded.

Before Mo Tong could turn around and look up, the crystal iron 'flowers' had already swirled and scattered, and the space shattered like glass!

The wind howling in the Void Vortex is devouring everything in the Secret Realm!

The wind swept up his body, and Mo Xiaoyi's blood-stained palm was desperately grasping the corner of the burial platform, and said in horror: "Space turbulence!"

At this moment, although he was frightened, his other hand firmly grasped Mo Tong, who was about to be swallowed by the Void Storm.

And Mo Tong didn't know why, his face was like ...... ashes at this moment.

The blood in Mo Xiaoyi's hands kept flowing out, and he only felt that his arms were about to be torn off by the wind, and his hands were even more slippery!

Seeing this, he looked back at the turbulence of the space behind him, and cried with a sad face: "Sister, it's over......!

At this moment, Mo Tong naturally understood that with their current cultivation, there was no possibility of escaping in front of the void turbulence. Because this is the power of space, how can they be able to compete with these monks of the Immortal Stage of Condensation?

She looked at the violent void turbulence behind her in a daze, and then looked back at Mo Xiaoyi, who was struggling to support, and smiled gratefully: Xiaoyi, let go......

Before Mo Tong finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyi's bloody hand holding the funeral platform had already slipped away.

He suddenly shouted in horror: "Ancestor... Save!"

"Whoosh~" shuttling sounded!

Before Mo Xiaoyi finished calling for help, the two of them were instantly swept into the void turbulence and were ...... Ruthlessly devoured!