"What is Mo Sheng doing, why is it like this?"

Mo Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground in the attic, originally thinking that the Blood Immortal Yuan in his body could only form the Blood Immortal Yuan in the body, but he didn't expect that after his murderous aura and blood qi were released into the air, he would be able to fuse with the Immortal Yuan to form a Blood Immortal Yuan that he could absorb.

But what Mo Sheng didn't expect was that he was just absorbing the Blood Immortal Yuan, and he actually made such a big noise, Mo Sheng stopped absorbing the Blood Immortal Yuan, but the dark red huge Immortal Yuan vortex in the air did not disappear.

Mo Sheng stood up and walked out of the attic without looking at the dark red swirl in the sky.

Yi Chuan fell from the sky and landed beside Mo Sheng, "Mo Sheng, what's going on, isn't your Blood Immortal Yuan fused in your body."

Mo Sheng said his thoughts, and then raised his head to look at the dark red vortex that was about to disperse in the sky above, "This vortex can quickly help me quickly absorb the immortal yuan, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

The dark red vortex had disappeared, and Lan Yu hurriedly flew over, "Sect Master, there are some disciples who have absorbed the immortal weapons in this whirlpool, and I don't know why they fell directly."

Mo Sheng and Yi Chuan glanced at each other, and then flew to the side of those disciples, Mo Sheng glanced at it, and a suction force appeared on his hand, and these disciples who fell to the ground came out with dark red immortal weapons that were sucked into Mo Sheng's hands.

Mo Sheng looked at the immortal balloon in his hand, "Senior brother, what do you say will happen if this immortal balloon explodes?"

Yi Chuan looked at Mo Sheng, "Mo Sheng, don't joke about you kid."

Mo Sheng smiled: "I have created a new immortal art, if this ball explodes, I'm afraid that everyone around here will be injured, but I don't know how powerful it is."

"Mo Sheng, I don't care what the power of this immortal art is, all in all, you give me this thing to disappear immediately."

The fairy balloon in Mo Sheng's hand was pinched and popped by Mo Sheng, and there was a bang in his hand, "Mo Sheng, can you not always make so many inexplicable things."

Mo Sheng smiled: "Senior brother, you are too nervous, this is not very good for your mood."

If people who are familiar with Mo Sheng hear Mo Sheng say this, they will definitely scoff, everyone is qualified to say it, but Mo Sheng is not qualified to say it, if Pang Cheng is next to Mo Sheng, he will definitely say that you are the most nervous, resulting in several people being wiped out by Mo Sheng because of some misunderstandings.

The disciples who fell to the ground also came to their senses, and Mo Sheng smiled and said: "Senior brother, you, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, are also interesting, you really dare to do anything, and you dare to absorb it into your body if you don't even know what it is."

"Mo Sheng, the vitality in their bodies seems to be more refined."

Mo Sheng's eyes flashed with dark red light, looking at the bodies of these disciples, and sure enough, these disciples who had absorbed the Blood Immortal Yuan they had made were even more refined.

"You, unleash an immortal spell".

The disciple named by Mo Sheng put an ice pick, Mo Sheng felt that the attack power of this disciple's ice pick after using immortal magic was very strong, Mo Sheng touched his chin, "This is really interesting, why can the blood immortal yuan purify the vitality in the body."

Mo Sheng gathered a stream of Blood Immortal Yuan in his hand and entered the body of this disciple named by Mo Sheng, and the Blood Immortal Yuan turned around in the body of this disciple and then sucked it out.

The disciple looked at Mo Sheng with some horror, "What's your name?"

"Master Mo Sheng, my name is Yang Zhen."

"Yang Scar, your physique has been running in your body through my Blood Immortal Yuan, and your physique has changed, and it is no longer suitable for the exercises you are cultivating now."

Mo Sheng stretched out his finger and pointed at Yang Zhen's head, "This non-practice method is suitable for your cultivation, I hope you can let me see a different cultivator."

Yang Scar was very happy, and suddenly didn't know what to say, Mo Sheng looked at Feng Pin, "Feng Pin, from now on, you look at this kid, I want to know his cultivation progress."

Later, the wind sales were a little confused, "Uncle Mo Sheng, what is the situation?"

Lan Yu said the matter again, and the wind sales were like Mo Sheng's guarantee, and he would definitely be optimistic about this yang mark.

"Uncle Mo Sheng, why don't you give me the yang mark, I can also teach the disciples."

"I'll give it to you, the yang mark will be gone, look at the little girl behind you, I'm still scared."

Lan Yu glanced at Xin'er, "Xin'er is already timid, and after a period of time, I plan to let Sister Qingqing teach Xin'er."

Mo Sheng heard Lan Yu say Qingqing, "By the way, you go to Qingqing to find it, I have something to give her."

Lan Yu pouted and ran to the alchemy room to find Qingqing.

Yi Chuan looked at Mo Sheng, "Mo Sheng, when did you kid care about these things, and you have to hand over your things to others, this is not like you."

Mo Sheng smiled, did not answer Yi Chuan's question, and looked at the sky, maybe only Mo Sheng himself knew why, or maybe it was for Mo Sheng's time.

Through this time in the primeval era, Mo Sheng vaguely guessed something, and what he learned from those stone tablet carvings and stones just now, plus some things he knew in modern times, Mo Sheng felt that if he didn't come to the primeval era, I am afraid that in the eighth and ninth eras, he would meet Yi Chuan and others.

But Mo Sheng was really very curious, why they were asleep, knowing that modern times only woke up, Mo Sheng wanted to ask Yi Chuan, but when he saw Yi Chuan's appearance, this plan disappeared, and Yi Chuan obviously didn't plan to tell himself.

"Senior brother, that divine tomb is the tomb of the Guixu clan, and some of the things in it are also some things handed down by the Guixu clan, and the rest will take time, by the way, Phantom Cloud."

Phantom Cloud was stunned for a moment, "Uncle Mo Sheng, what's wrong?"

"Do you Penglai have any records about returning to the ruins?"

"Uncle Mo Sheng, everything in Penglai is now in Penglai, and I'm not interested in those ancient books or anything" Phantom Cloud scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"I haven't seen my own things yet, really, by the way, senior brother, do you remember the cave I told you about, did you send someone there?"

"Someone has been sent, there is no news yet, by the way, don't tell me that you made such a big move, and it turned out to be such a few words."

Mo Sheng rolled his eyes at Yi Chuan, "Otherwise, if you come, there is another thing, I believe you will be interested, there is a strange carving on it that records a weapon, a thing called the Immortal Killing Bell, what is this."