The closed eyes slowly opened, and the dark eyes were deeper and darker than before, and the two lightning-like sharp gazes seemed to tear the void apart, flashing through the cultivation room, and after a while, they gradually converged and returned to normal.

Clenched his fists, feeling the roaring spiritual power in his body and the explosive terrifying power that was about to come out, a curvature full of joy hooked up at the corners of Mo Zhiyao's lips.

"In the middle of the Merge Path, it's really powerful. ”

"But that's not enough. Putting away his smile, Mo Zhiyao did not get up, but still sat cross-legged on the ground. After fighting with Shen Ling, Mo Zhiyao also became more aware of what level his true combat power was. On the premise of not relying on any spiritual treasure, the combat power of the double-pattern realm is barely comparable to the late stage of the five-pattern merger.

Of course, compared with Mo Yan's one-footed realm in the late stage of the Six Patterns Combined Dao, there is still an extremely obvious gap. Judging from Mo Zhiyao's age and cultivation time, his current combat power is already terrifying. However, Mo Zhiyao himself knows what he will face in the future, and the time is also extremely tight.

Yinkui is like a majestic mountain, which is always pressing on Mo Zhiyao's heart, making him breathless, but from another aspect, it is also a kind of motivation, so that Mo Zhiyao does not dare to relax in the slightest, and seize all the time to cultivate.

"There are less than nine years to go, and even if I have the combat power bonus of the Celestial Pattern, at least I have to raise my cultivation to the middle stage of metamorphosis, so that I can have the capital to compete with Yinkui. Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Mo Zhiyao's eyes closed again, and the Xuan Qi that had just quieted down around him boiled again.

And because of the ascension of the realm, the ferocity and speed of Mo Zhiyao's absorption of Xuan Qi have intensified several times! The Xuan Qi vortex suspended above his head almost covered the roof of the entire cultivation room, and that kind of majesty, ordinary monks were afraid that if they just glanced at it, their faces would turn pale.

"Master" The resentful cangs in the corner looked at Mo Zhiyao, who had entered the cultivation state again, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched fiercely, such a crazy act was simply appalling.

There is a limit to the amount of Xuan Qi that a person's body can hold, just like a water bottle, it can only hold so much water, and if you want to fill more, you must expand the water bottle, otherwise you will absorb more than the limit you can bear, and there will be only one end, exploding and dying!

Therefore, after absorbing a certain amount of Xuan Qi, normal monks will first stop and refine their physical bodies before continuing to cultivate.

And because Mo Zhiyao's body is far stronger than ordinary people, the amount of Xuan Qi that can be accommodated is much greater than that of others, so he can do this terrifying act that seems like suicide in the eyes of others.

The majestic Xuan Qi like a sea of smoke was continuously inhaled into Mo Zhiyao's body, and streams of majestic spiritual power flowed along the meridians, and then infused into the Ancient Demon Yuan, and finally entered the Demon Spirit Nebula.

And when this spiritual power reappeared from the Demon Spirit Nebula, it had already turned into four crystal-clear pillars of spiritual power, like a transparent color of the crystal bars.

The four pillars of spiritual power light poured into the hole nest where the three origin spirit beasts lived and the primordial god located in the center, improving the cultivation realm of the three origin spirit beasts and Mo Zhiyao himself.

While cultivating himself, he also had to cultivate three origin spirit beasts, which was also the fundamental reason why Mo Zhiyao absorbed the amount of Xuan Qi beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Absorbing Xuan Qi so violently, especially after he had been promoted to the cultivation realm once, the meridians in Mo Zhiyao's body also emitted bursts of tingling pain from time to time. This is still the result of Mo Zhiyao's extremely strong body, if he changes people, he is afraid that as soon as that level of Xuan Qi enters the body, all the meridians will be supported until they burst.

Now Mo Zhiyao's Yuan Shen, if you only look at the appearance, the changes are not particularly obvious, but the invisible fluctuations containing the mysterious feeling are gradually becoming richer. That strange feeling is the power of the Dao!

And only when this strange Dao power not only exists in the Yuan Shen, but also contains the Dao power in Mo Zhiyao's physical body, can the realm of the Dao be completely completed, and at that time, it can impact the seventh realm, the realm of metamorphosis!

And at this moment, Mo Zhiyao could also slightly perceive that the indescribable Dao power was gradually infiltrating his physical body at an extremely slow speed.

There is no concept of time in cultivation at all, especially in this kind of situation where you can clearly feel that your cultivation is gradually increasing, and you will not pay attention to the passage of time.

When more than a month has passed, Mo Zhiyao's body at this moment has begun to emit waves of somewhat violent invisible fluctuations, just like an active volcano in the making, just after the energy in it reaches a saturated peak, it will completely burst out and complete this promotion!

Suddenly, a series of muffled thunderous voices began to sound from Mo Zhiyao's body, and such a familiar scene also showed that Mo Zhiyao's impact journey was about to reach the end.

And as this low voice continued to sound, the entire cultivation room seemed to have a slight tremor, and a somewhat violent aura of spiritual power spread out from Mo Zhiyao's body visible to the naked eye, and kept hitting the surrounding walls, so that the resentful cangs in the corner had no choice but to stop the production of the heavenly demon puppet, and returned to Nayu with some helplessness.

The Xuan Qi in the cultivation room, which was already tumbling violently, was like boiling water at the moment, and such scenes were extremely visually impactful. And this kind of scene, after lasting for about half a pillar of incense, the Xuan Qi was like a flood of reverse scrolls, frantically surging into Mo Zhiyao's body. So much so that in the entire cultivation room, there was a brief vacuum.

After an instant, an extremely terrifying majestic aura, like a lion that had woken up, rushed out of Mo Zhiyao's body with a whistling sound, and even the air emitted bursts of sonic booms.

"Click!"

Mo Zhiyao sat cross-legged on the ground under him, and at this moment, a circle of fine cracks suddenly exploded, spreading rapidly like a spider web.

When he opened his eyes, there was a burst of essence like lightning in a storm, and the gaze that was like a substance left two clear traces in the void.

"Is this the middle stage of the Merge Dao of the Four Patterns Realm?" Mo Zhiyao stood up directly, feeling the vast spiritual power in his body like an explosive torrent, and the corners of his mouth pursed with a faint arc. At this moment, the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations swept through the cultivation room like a hurricane!

The sharp breath fluctuations, after lasting for a while, finally converged with a breath of turbid breath exhaled by Mo Zhiyao. In the cultivation room, normal calm was restored.

"Far away, it's already good to raise two human lines in one go. It's too much, and I can't cultivate anymore. The nine-colored voice sounded, obviously afraid that Mo Zhiyao would not give up and continue to cultivate.

"I know. Mo Zhiyao nodded, being able to break through two levels in succession is already his limit, and if he continues to cultivate, I am afraid that his body will not be able to bear it, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Are you ready to get out of the customs?" Seeing that Mo Zhiyao had followed his advice, Jiuse breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked.

"There's no hurry, there's one last thing missing. Mo Zhiyao's palm flipped over, and a piece of Nayu appeared in the palm of his hand.

"After fusing this piece of Heavenly Crystal Remnant Stone sent by Master, I will go out of the customs. ”

In the Nayu that Zuo Changfeng handed over to Mo Zhiyao before, it was filled with the Heavenly Crystal Remnant Stone collected by Ling Hongxuan.

Before leaving Northern Xinjiang, Mo Zhiyao handed over the Ghost Devouring God Gu to Ling Hongxuan, relying on the induction of the Ghost Devouring God Gu, who wiped out the secret lairs of Kuizong in Northern Xinjiang, thus obtaining a lot of Heavenly Crystal Remnant Stones.

Looking at the Heavenly Crystal Remnant Stone suspended in front of him, which was the size of half a human body, Mo Zhiyao's eyes crossed a fiery color, this retreat, not only to cultivate to improve, but also to improve!

Three days later, the door of the cultivation room opened, and Mo Zhiyao stepped out of it. After nearly three months of retreat and penance, Mo Zhiyao not only raised his cultivation to the middle stage of the four patterns, but also promoted the number of heavenly patterns to the realm of hiding the void, a full forty-five paths!

Now Mo Zhiyao's real combat power is comparable to the peak of the ordinary Seven Patterns Combined Dao! Even against the Eight Patterns Realm, he can fight head-on and retreat with his whole body!

If Mo Zhiyao at this moment faced that Gu Sen again, he would not need to use the spirit treasure at all, and he would be able to beat the latter all over the ground to find teeth!

Walking out of the Sky Splitting Road, Mo Zhiyao squinted his eyes slightly, facing the sunlight sprinkled on his head, stretching his whole body, a warm feeling filled his limbs, making his face relaxed.

After more than two months of retreat, Mo Zhiyao forgot the feeling of the breeze on his face, and stood there without moving for a long time. After a while, under the somewhat strange gaze of others, he walked in the direction of his residence.

Not far ahead, a black shadow shot from a distance, landing on Mo Zhiyao's shoulder, it was the Shadow Wind Wing Bat.

"Master, something is wrong. Before Mo Zhiyao could speak, the Shadow Wind Wing Bat said with a somewhat ugly face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly turned cold, and he stopped, turning his head to look at the Shadow Wind Winged Bat on his shoulder.

"I just heard the news that Young Master Ziqian, who was on a mission outside, was injured, and at this moment, it seems that he is being hunted down and killed together with Miss Zhuxi and Chixiao. The Shadow Wind Winged Bat said in a low voice, and at the same time, a shadow appeared in his eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Zhiyao's face gradually became cold, a trace of hideousness, and quickly climbed up in the pupils of his eyes.