"Looking at the aura fluctuations that are emanating from Zhiyuan's body now, it should be fast. Ge Shu Hongyan looked at Mo Zhiyao with beautiful eyes and said softly.

"Senior Uncle Yu Yao, you and Bai Evil Moyan should hurry up and heal your injuries first, the aura here is rich in vitality, and it has great recovery power for injuries. The two of us have successfully broken through, so just leave the matter of protecting the Dharma to us. Retracting his gaze towards Mo Zhiyao, Brother Shu Hongyan said to Yu Yao.

"It's okay, you two be cautious, don't let people disturb you. After a deep groan, Yu Yao nodded and said. Now that she, Bai Xie, and Mo Yan's injuries are not light, if she doesn't hurry up to heal, I'm afraid she won't have time to recover to her peak state when she feels the ancient demon tomb, in that case, it is likely to drag Mo Yuan's hind legs.

After some advice, Yu Yao and the three of them sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes, and began to heal.

After a vicious fight, the space was once again calm. And when such calm lasted for an hour, Ziyu and Geshu Hongyan, who had been cautiously vigilant, sensed something almost at the same time, and their eyes turned and stared straight at Mo Zhiyao on the opposite side.

Under the gaze of the two, Mo Zhiyao still didn't have any movement, and even his breath didn't fluctuate at all, but with the cultivation strength of Geshu Hongyan and Ziyu, he could naturally feel that the spiritual power in Mo Zhiyao's body was like a volcano brewing at the moment, about to erupt .......

"Buzz!"

An invisible fluctuation, a force like substance, suddenly erupted from Mo Zhiyao's body, and that kind of strength directly set off a storm out of thin air, and swept away all the rubble on the ground nearby.

Regarding the aura storm that erupted in Na Mo Zhiyao's body, Geshu Hongyan and Ziyu didn't pay the slightest attention, and their eyes locked on the former without blinking. Even the three Yu Yao, who were healing, opened their eyes one after another and stared at Mo Zhiyao tightly.

"The aura of Zhiyuan is starting to skyrocket!" Suddenly, the look on Ge Shu Hongyan's face moved, and he spoke.

As soon as Ge Shu Hongyan's words fell, a majestic and vast breath suddenly surged out from Mo Zhiyao's body, and in an instant, this breath, like an erupting volcano, began to climb rapidly at a terrifying speed.

That majestic breath, as if there was no end, soared all the way, until it encountered an invisible barrier, it could be regarded as stopping.

However, that layer of barrier did not make Mo Zhiyao's aura hibernat, but seemed to arouse his ferocity, and began to frantically collide with that layer of invisible barrier.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

A series of muffled sounds, like muffled thunder, sounded one after another, and the space around Mo Zhiyao's body became distorted at this moment, and finally, in a thunderous roar, the invisible barrier was broken by Mo Zhiyao!

"Breakthrough!" A touch of surprise appeared on Geshu Hongyan's delicate face, and the strong aura exuded by Mo Zhiyao's body at this moment was already an out-and-out middle stage of the three-pattern metamorphosis!

And at the moment when Mo Zhiyao successfully broke through, a trace of crystal spiritual power silk burst out from his body, dancing and entwining, wrapping Mo Zhiyao in it.

"Zhiyao directly triggered the physical difficulty!" Brother Shu Hongyan's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice.

"This time he hit the middle stage of the three-pattern metamorphosis, in order to get through this first supreme difficulty, it seems that he intends to complete it all in one go. A look of worry appeared in Yu Yao's beautiful eyes, and she said softly.

And just as the two of them were talking, the threads of spiritual power had already enveloped Mo Zhiyao in it, forming a huge spiritual power cocoon.

The spiritual power cocoon was formed, and clusters of strange flames showing black, white, and gold colors erupted out, rising and encircling the spiritual power cocoon in it.

The three-colored flames burned and rose, and the high temperature made the faces of the five people in the distance change obviously. At this moment, the spiritual power flame triggered by Mo Zhiyao, no matter the fluctuation of the breath or the level of terror, was far away from everyone present.

The spiritual power flame burned for five days and five nights, this kind of length of time, but it was far beyond ordinary people, even with Ziyu's knowledge, it was shocking.

"At the beginning, the two of us only lasted for a day and a night, right?" Ziyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, and whispered to her brother Shu Hongyan beside her.

"The two of us were both purple void calamities at the beginning, how could he be ......... than us at a distance" Before the words were finished, Ziyu seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked: "What level was his original void calamity?"

Ge Shu Hongyan frowned when she heard this, and after a deep groan, she said with a serious expression: "I think, Zhiyao should not hide it from you, and Zhiyao and I both believe in you." But you have to promise me that you don't say it. ”

Mo Zhiyao's seven-colored void disaster that year has been banned by Zuo Changfeng, and once it is spread, it will inevitably be severely punished. So about this, it has never been spread. At this moment, Ziyu asked, and Ge Shu Hongyan thought about it for a while, and decided to tell her.

Looking at Geshu Hongyan's dignified expression, Ziyu couldn't help but be a little stunned, she really couldn't figure it out, it was just a virtual disaster level, why should the former be so solemn. Still, she nodded honestly.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. ”

"Zhiyao's original level of Void Calamity was one level higher than purple, Seven-Colored Void Calamity!" Brother Shu Hongyan looked at Ziyu and said in a low voice, and at the same time, a look of shock appeared on his face. When she first learned about this in Zuo Changfeng's mouth, she once wondered if she had heard it wrong, or that Zuo Changfeng was joking with her.

"Seven-Colored Void Plague, that Seven-Colored Void Plague that only appears in legends, but no one has ever seen it!" Hearing this, Ziyu suddenly stumbled under her feet, almost falling to the ground, and her big eyes were full of indescribable shock.

"He, what kind of monster is he?" swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, the expression on Ziyu's little face could no longer be described with pen and ink, his eyes looked at Mo Zhiyuan on the opposite side almost dullly, and muttered in a low voice.

As a celestial ghost phoenix clan, Ziyu naturally has also seen records about the seven-colored void disaster in the classics of the clan, but this seven-color void disaster has never heard of anyone who can trigger it, so almost everyone thinks that it is just an absurd fabrication, and it will not exist at all. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there is a living example in front of me. No wonder Brother Shu Hongyan solemnly warned himself not to spread the word.

While the two were talking, the three-color spiritual power flame was also slowly converging, revealing the crystal cocoon of spiritual power in it. Above the crystal cocoon, the brilliance flows, and it looks extremely bright and pleasing to the eye. A touch of gorgeous seven-colored brilliance, flowing endlessly like water, makes people look at it and be fascinated.

"Sure enough, it's seven colors!" The facts in front of him dispelled the last trace of doubt in Ziyu's heart, and only the seven-color void disaster would trigger the supreme difficulty of the seven colors.

"Then we had to wait quietly. Slowly exhaling a breath, Ziyu calmed down her agitated mind and whispered to Brother Shu Hongyan and the others.

When Ge Shu Hongyan and Yu Yao heard this, they both nodded, and their eyes were full of nervousness. The seven-colored void disaster is rare for eternity, but the danger in it is also many times greater than other levels. At this point, Bai Xie and Mo Yan are the most experienced, because at the beginning, Mo Zhiyao's seven-color void disaster, both of them saw it with their own eyes.

"Far away, you must succeed. Geshu Hongyanyu's hand was slowly clenched, his eyes looked at the seven-colored crystal cocoon opposite, and he said in his heart.

..................

Within the seven-color crystal cocoon, it is like two completely different worlds, and at this moment, Mo Zhiyao has been completely isolated from the outside world.

The pain, the indescribable pain, filled every corner of the body at the moment. The whole body seemed to be rubbing and tearing frantically with a pair of invisible hands. The bones, flesh, and meridians of the whole body are all in a strange and distorted state.

The unimaginable severe pain made Mo Zhiyao's throat let out a low roar like a beast, and at this moment, his entire body was trembling violently.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, a wisp of crimson dripped down the corners of his lips, his fists were clenched, his nails were deeply cut into the flesh of his palms, and the blood slipped down his fingers like a stream, but he himself was unaware.

Such a sharp pain made Mo Yuan's mind blur for a while. Mo Zhiyao guarded the clarity of the spiritual platform, so that he kept himself awake and did not faint. Because he knew that once he couldn't bear it and fell into a coma, then this supreme difficulty would end in failure.

Clusters of flames showing the three colors of black, white, and gold, although they disappeared outside the crystal cocoon, at this moment, they were all wrapped in Mo Zhiyao inside. As the flames rose, the foul smell of burnt flesh filled the entire interior of the cocoon. And in Mo Zhiyao's inner dantian, the primordial god that had already fused with his physical body appeared again, suspended above the Demon Spirit Nebula.

The physical body is difficult, only for the monk's physical body, in the process of passing, the original spirit that merges with it will be forcibly excluded, and only after the physical body is over will it be integrated into it again.

"Just once in physical difficulty, I don't believe that I can be stumped Mo Zhiyao!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes were red and he roared in a low voice. "In this world, there is nothing that can stop me from becoming stronger!"

In the midst of the raging flames, a low roar full of indomitable meaning echoed in the small crystal cocoon space.

Inside the crystal cocoon, Mo Zhiyao endured indescribable cruel grinding, like a caterpillar undergoing metamorphosis, waiting for the moment when it broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly.