Two consecutive amplification moves, even though Mo Fan's mixed yuan true qi was more abundant and pure than the fighting qi of the same level, he couldn't stand his consumption like this, but fortunately, the effect was good, and the dying crisis was temporarily lifted! At this moment, his face was pale and cold sweat flowed without a trace of blood, and he felt like a thief going to the empty building.

Stumbling to the ground, Mo Fan hurriedly took out a bottle of pill and poured it into his mouth, this is all good things extorted from Wu Linda, the "best Hui Yuan Dan" used by the Dou Wang to restore vitality. It was an incomparably precious fifth-order elixir, and when the sword spirit saw him so reckless, he was afraid that he would explode and die, so he hurriedly transmitted his spiritual sense to stop it. But that's not all, he took out all kinds of pills and poured them into his mouth.

"Bastard boy, you're crazy, you're not afraid of dying by exploding!"

Even ignorance didn't bother to respond to the sword spirit, Mo Fan condensed his mind and refined the elixir, the elixir melted in his mouth, and the powerful medicinal power turned into spiritual power and instantly filled the meridians and limbs around his body. "Mixed Yuan Wuji" was running at a very fast speed, and at this moment, he actually crossed the fourth-order "Condensing Yuan Refining Technique" and forcibly rushed through the level, wanting to step into the Jindan realm in one fell swoop.

If you don't go crazy, you can't survive, Mo Fan gritted his teeth and worked hard, he had already given up everything, and he couldn't turn into dust.

Have you ever seen a documentary about the sun or planets?

Everything that happened in Mo Fan's dantian at the moment was the same, but the scale was different. The extremely fast rotating Yuan Core in the dantian pulls the Yuan Qi of the whole body, and the sea of qi churns endlessly to form a giant rotating disk, and the invisible gravitational force compresses the Yuan Qi and the Yuan Core into a high-temperature and dense sphere, which is getting hotter and hotter and hotter and suddenly begins to burn, and the pseudo-golden pill is formed.

Time is so long and so precious, fortunately, God bless, Mo Fan did not have a demonic beast to disturb him at the moment of rushing to the pass. After a while, the pseudo-golden pill in Mo Fandan's field finally took shape, although there was a danger that the golden pill would collapse and shatter his bones at any time, but there was nothing to be afraid of at this moment.

With a long roar in the sky, Mo Fan seemed to have returned to the ambition of the ancient times, stepping on the ground and rising to the sky with a sword and taking the initiative to attack. The same move, at this time, the power has undergone earth-shaking changes, the endless sword is endless, and the ten thousand swords are volleying in the air, this is the real "endless edges".

Surrounded by severed arms and stumps, blood-stained Cangshan, and the demonic beast with low intelligence that would only follow instinct not only did not flee after being injured, but fearlessly rushed towards Mo Fan. The remaining demon wolves and vultures came up together, which was exactly what he wanted, and after another "Thousand Blades Endless", all in front of him was a desolation, and some of the monsters that were lucky enough to not die were finally afraid, and fled with their tails whining.

Jian Ling's heart was full of shock and doubts, he couldn't see through Mo Fan more and more, was he really him? He wouldn't be reborn by some old monster, right? This thought suddenly popped up in his heart, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, thinking of everything that happened with Mo Fan these days, few of them were commonsense!

Why was he able to come back from the dead in the Sword Realm?

Why is his vindictiveness different?

Why was his third-order Condensing Yuan Realm able to completely refine the Extreme Blade Sword?

......

There are too many unreasonable things, and forcibly rushing through the customs at this moment is the biggest unreasonable. Which person's cultivation is not gradual, and who can break through from the third order to the fifth order in such a short period of time, or break through by skipping steps, this is against the sky!

When the sword spirit was in confusion, Mo Fan was killing all sides, and only by venting the chaotic chaotic true qi in his body could the forcibly condensed pseudo-golden pill not collapse and explode. The true qi of the mixed yuan has really become chaotic, hehe! At this moment, he still has the heart to laugh bitterly and laugh at himself.

At this moment, Mo Fan is like a bright light in the night, recruiting all the cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, fireflies, insects and ants hidden in the dark, he doesn't want to do this, but he can't help it. Rushing into the valley alone, looking at the dense low-level demonic beasts, he didn't have to look for a target, and swinging the sword was the second style of the "Shocking Sword Codex" "Sword Sweeping Liuhe Ping Eight Desolations".

A sword sweep is unstoppable, no matter what is within a radius of two hundred zhang, it will be wiped out by him with a sword, and while the mixed Yuan True Qi in his body can also put a few big moves, Mo Fan is full of interest and is a unique style.

The sword qi rushes into the sky and condenses a sword, and the wind and dark clouds disappear with a sword, which is the fourth style of the "Shocking Sword Codex" "Sword Cracking Wind and Cloud Seeing the Sky". The ultimate sword intent broke through the sky, and a sword swept away the wind and clouds, and the brilliant sky could not be seen here, at least the light around it was immediately much brighter, and the dark red east and east in the sky were also much clearer.

It seemed that it was easy and simple to raise the sword with a slight split, but it drained most of Mo Fan's whole body of mixed yuan true qi and mental strength, and the valley in front of him was split by his sword, and the deep crack about three feet wide stretched straight forward for nearly seven hundred zhang, and I don't know how many low-level demonic beasts were torn apart by the qi wave or fell into the deep crack.

Not bothering whether it was the sun or the moon above his head, Mo Fan immediately took out the spar pill contributed by Wen Yi Shizi to replenish the true qi he consumed, even if he drank to quench his thirst, he must not fall now, otherwise his fate would be extremely miserable, how could he allow his own nest to die.

A few big moves were put down, and there were only some scattered demonic beasts left in front of him, Mo Fan fought bravely in one go, and his body was like a terrifying sword dance, and he quickly solved these nasty things. Before the other monsters arrived, he was going to dig a hole to hide himself, and he didn't know if he could escape, but at least there was a chance to breathe.

The hole was dug in a while, and just as he was about to hide, he heard a few women's cries for help, and the voice was still somewhat familiar. After a pause, he looked into the distance, and some vague figures were rushing to flee for their lives towards the valley, followed by a wave of demonic beasts. He didn't have the slightest thought in his heart of wanting the hero to save the beauty and draw his sword, but immediately hid.

used the "Breath Charm" to restrain his own breath, dragging a few large demonic beast corpses to block the entrance of the cave, no matter how the people outside shouted for help, he was indifferent. After a while, this voice became clearer and clearer, penetrating Mo Fan's ears, and the voice was full of despair, fear, madness...

Sounds of fighting, cries for help, screams, cries, chewing...... From the voices, you can tell that among these people are children, women and children, old people, warriors... Regarding the miserable situation of these people, Mo Fan chose to ignore the fact that there was no slightest wave in his heart, and sat quietly on the spot to breathe, not even looking for an excuse to convince himself why he was cold-blooded.

Most people in the world are hypocrites, and whatever they do, they have to make excuses for themselves. How unavoidable you are, everything is someone else's fault, so that you can convince yourself that you can get peace of mind, and you can live with peace of mind and continue your wonderful life.

Why do those who are unreasonably angry with others do what they know is wrong? No, they just need someone to vent their frustration and hatred, so that he can convince himself. I've already avenged you, please rest in peace, I can be at peace!

Mo Fan watched the women, children and old people being torn apart and devouring the beast's mouth, but when a terrible "brother" came, he couldn't help but pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore. Not for blood, not for morality, not for fame, just for this brother, he stood up for life and death, because he remembered his sister.

"Ahh

Mo Fan split the corpse at the entrance of the cave with a sword, and the figure instantly rushed in the direction where the voice came from, and snatched the slender and thin figure from the beast's mouth, and the head of the backhand sword spurting blood flew up. It was no longer wise to fight with the monster, and he immediately flew away with the little girl in his arms, ignoring the cries for help behind him.