"Oh, are you going back?"

His eyes swirled for a while, and his mind was also muddy, and Mo Xie knew that he should be able to go back.

In reality, the body of the ink evil also began to crumble at this moment with the disappearance of the consciousness of the ink evil, just like a porcelain doll, and the body was full of cracks, but the surprising thing was that the innate qi on his body did not emanate because of the cracks in his body.

Instead, he had been transforming his physical body according to Mo Xie's original wishes and fusing into it, and some small fragments of ancestral spirit roots had also been fused into it along with the innate qi.

Countless impurities drifted out of the cracks, and then a large amount of hundred-year-old chalcedony poured into it to repair it, and so on and so on for nearly tens of thousands of times.

Until the entire pool of hundred-year-old chalcedony turned into pitch-black muddy water.

The ink evil consciousness returned, and at first glance, he saw that the largest and most core fragment in the dantian was slowly advancing towards his heart with the innate power.

Mo Xie wanted to use the killing spirit power to stop it, but he found that the spiritual power had been exhausted, and then mobilized the innate power again, but the result was still unsatisfactory, and he still couldn't mobilize it.

I could only watch as the Ancestral Spirit Root Core entered the heart.

Knock! Knock!

The heart was beating strongly, and the entry of the core of the ancestral spirit root brought a great load to the heart, and three cracks with chopsticks appeared on the heart, and there was a slight pain every time it beated.

This made Mo Xie's face a little ugly, what made him worry finally happened, the three wounds on his heart were not caused by the entry of the spiritual root, but this time he smashed the spiritual root, so that the spiritual root source was traumatized, and now after he fused the spiritual root, the trauma of the spiritual root source was directly reflected on his body.

This also means that as long as he doesn't heal the spiritual root for a day, his heart will have to live with a wound for a day, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and as long as he uses excessive killing spirit power, the injury to his heart may be even more serious.

There are pros and cons, the good side is that with every beat of the heart, a killing spirit power that is three or four times purer than before is squeezed into the meridians.

Following his meridians through the internal organs, passing through various parts of his body, and finally returning to his heart, this scene made Mo Xie suddenly think of the exercise cycle.

Each exercise has its own unique way of circulation, which has long been divided into high and low exercises, high-level exercises, their spiritual power circulation is unusually fast, and the benefits to the monks are huge, which can increase the cultivation speed several times, and the spiritual power will be more condensed.

If there is a comparison between the high and low exercises, it is that the high-level exercises are practiced every week, and the low-level exercises may have just started, and the cultivation speed of the two is completely different.

Therefore, every monk is careful and careful when choosing exercises, which is a matter of a lifetime, although there is still a chance to change the higher exercises in the future, but the damage caused to the monks is also very great, and it takes a long time to retreat and recover.

Of course, the exercises are also the same as the spiritual root, there are attributes, only monks with the same attributes can cultivate, on the contrary, the two attributes are mutually restrictive, the light is only lost, and the heavy is self-destructed on the spot.

If the attributes of the two are not the same, but if they do not restrain each other, the speed of cultivation is also extremely slow, and the power of the magic power is low, some casual cultivators may have this situation, after all, the conditions they choose are limited, and sometimes they almost rely on gambling.

This situation encountered by the ink evil is unknown, because no one would be bold enough to shatter the spiritual root and fuse it into flesh and blood.

"The speed of mobilizing spiritual power is faster, and the strength of spiritual power has increased by four times. ”

Mo Xie tried to mobilize his spiritual power, and found that the speed was very fast, if the previous speed was 1, the current speed is 5, it can be said that he can release the killing almost instantly.

Moreover, the strength of the spiritual power made the heavy mood of the ink evil slightly better, after all, in the face of a monk whose realm was higher than the ink evil, the killing would not play a role at all, and would even drag him back.

But now it's different, if he encounters Amethyst Lei Mang, it is estimated that he will have to wash back and forth with purple electricity twice to shatter his spiritual power.

"Well, the strength of the physical body has not increased much, but it doesn't matter, the meridians and internal organs have reached a balance with the physical body, and the weakness of the body is gone. ”

Mo Xie checked the condition of his body, and couldn't help but smile, after all, when fighting, every weakness of his own could become the cause of his death, after experiencing the edge of life and death once, Mo Xie didn't want to experience that taste again, it was really uncomfortable.

The only thing that hasn't changed this transformation is that it is cultivation, it is still the early stage of the eightfold blood condensation realm, and it hasn't changed at all, but for the ink evil, this is not a problem.

"What is this?"

Mo Xie was shocked, and found that the dantian that was originally located in the ancestral spirit root had changed its appearance, and a round ball the size of a ping-pong ball was floating quietly in the dantian, rising and falling with the beating of the heart.

Spiritual power poured into it, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed greatly, only to see that inside this blood-red ball was a vast space, and the blood-red earth and sky, as if they had been soaked in blood, stepped on it and made a popping sound.

Pieces of silver-white bones lay in a mess on the ground, looking like only a part of the body, and I don't know if the other parts are hidden in the soil.

The faint wail sounded from time to time in this heaven and earth, very miserable, as if he was being tortured by something, which made Mo Xie shudder when he heard it.

"The inner space of the Soul Killing Root?"

The thought suddenly came to Moxie's mind, and everything here gave him a very familiar feeling, like a part of his body.

After a rough turn from the inside, the ink evil withdrew, during which he tried to put things from the outside world into this space, but they all failed, whether it was a living or dead thing, which made the ink evil a little disappointed.

After packing his luggage, Mo Xie then smashed the boulder blocking the road with one blow, this time he can be said to be a blessing in disguise, his body completely turned into a spiritual root, this time he went from a monk with an ancestral spiritual root, to a walking humanoid spiritual root, the only regret is the three wounds in the heart, which has a great impact on the ink evil.

The speed of going back this time was much faster than when he came, and the demon beasts on the periphery couldn't resist his progress at all when they encountered the ink evil, and he studied the space in the dantian as he walked.

Peng!

A demon beast the size of a truck, shaped like an elephant, was slapped by the ink evil and flew out dozens of meters, crossed a natural parabola in midair, and then smashed to the ground.

"It's not really challenging at all. Mo Xie snorted, feeling that the demon beasts on the periphery could no longer meet his needs.

Perhaps only the demon beasts that do not fall into the depths of the mountain can satisfy the ink evil, but he is not ready to go, and now the top priority is to return to Huofeng City to replenish it, and by the way, inquire about the situation of the Mo family.

And he urgently needs to buy basic immortal cultivation books, after this incident, he feels that it is very necessary, whether it is his vision or background, he is stunned.

When encountering demon beasts, he will only push sideways, and it is okay to encounter a monk with weak cultivation, but once he encounters a monk with endless means again, he will still be defeated.

That's right, the duel with Mo Bai seemed to be a victory for the ink evil, but in fact, the ink evil lost, not only lost the dream eyes, but also almost lost his life.

This time it's lucky, but after next time, Mo Xie won't think that he will always be lucky, and he often walks by the river without getting his shoes wet.

After the demon beast was killed in one blow, the ink evil absorbed all the cultivation of the demon beast according to the custom.

This time, he was not going to use his aura to strengthen his body, after all, his body was too strong now, and he couldn't improve it again in a short period of time, so Mo Xie decisively used all of it to improve his cultivation.

A large amount of demonic qi was transformed into pure killing spirit power through the heart of the ink evil, although the amount was small, but it was better than the pure, and it was successfully refined without any effort.

Blood Condensation Realm Mid-Eightfold!

Originally, his cultivation had already been pushed up to the early stage of the eightfold blood condensation realm by the demonic qi of the amethyst thunder, and he was one step away from breaking through, so he completed the breakthrough as a matter of course.

Nothing was said all night

As soon as the next day dawned, Mo Xie packed his luggage and went straight to Fire Maple City.

With the end of the Great Competition of the Four Clans, a large number of scattered cultivators once again occupied the periphery of the mountain.

The matter of black eating black is staged almost every moment, and after just walking for half a day, Mo Xie has seen no less than ten such things with his own eyes.

At first, he was a little curious, but after he personally finished the two loose cultivators who were eating black and eating black, Mo Xie felt that he was not interested.

It's not that the strength of the scattered cultivators is not good, but they are too poor, and they have nothing else except scattered spirit stones and worldly money.

However, there was one thing that made Mo Xie still very interested, when he killed the scattered cultivators, in addition to the miscellaneous cultivation, there was also a force that he was very familiar with poured into his body.

After feeling it carefully for a long time, he was surprised to find that the power was innate qi, and after entering the heart, Mo Xie clearly felt that the heart was beating strongly, and the quality of the aura improved a little.

And there was also a feeling of fullness in the soul, and in a trance he seemed to hear himself burping.

“？？？”

Mo Xie was stunned for a while, he hadn't encountered this situation when he killed the monk before, could it be because he had become a spiritual root?

Not only can you absorb cultivation, but you can also devour spiritual roots and souls?

To say that there are benefits, but the disadvantages are not small, after just devouring a person's soul and spiritual root, Mo Xie's mind is groggy, and a lot of resentment and hatred are filled with it.

almost made the ink evil lose control, but fortunately, this person's cultivation is not strong and his soul is weak, otherwise this time it may turn him into a monster without thoughts.

"It turns out that this is how the space of the Soul Killing Root is used. ”

He suddenly didn't know what to think, and subconsciously glanced at the space in the dantian, and his face suddenly showed a look of sudden realization.

I saw that in the space, there was an illusory figure, with no eyes in the eyes, like a walking corpse swaying in the space, it was another loose cultivator soul killed by the ink evil, he suddenly realized what this space was, if you use a more vivid word metaphor, it is the stomach of the soul killing root, which is used to store the food that has not yet had time to "digest".

Clusters of reddish mist appeared in the space at some point, making the scenery inside unclear for a while.

"It's so full of negative emotions. ”

Mo Xie carefully felt the blood mist, frowned, only felt that there were a lot of negative emotions in the blood mist, if it wasn't for the fact that Mo Xie had initially resisted the negative emotions, maybe he would have lost his mind the moment he entered, and became a monster that could only kill.