Stepping on the chain, there was a cold and cold feeling under his feet, Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes. Because the moment he stepped on the chain, Mo Zhiyao clearly felt that a cold clear stream surged up in his body!

For this clear stream, Mo Zhiyao is so familiar that he can't be more familiar with it, it is the essence of life! It's just that this time it's not absorption, but loss!

At the same time, the Eternal Demon Yuan in his chest was unprecedentedly restless, just like the emperor who had been provoked to his dignity, and an irrepressible violent emotion emanated from the Eternal Demon Yuan!

All along, it was the Ancient Demon Yuan who was swallowing other people's life essence, but this time, it was actually sucked up, how not to be angry!

"Snort!" Mo Zhiyao's face flashed with a relieved lightness, as well as amusement and abruptness. It is no wonder that all the thirty-seven monks who broke into here before failed, and none of them succeeded, it turned out to be this reason.

Savoring the speed of the chain under his feet, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed a touch of coldness. Normally, the monks under the hidden void have no chance to go to the end and step on the blood-colored altar at the end. Even if it is above the Hidden Void, there is only one in a thousand who can walk through! No wonder the thirty-seven major cultivators, including the early stage of the Hidden Void, all died here!

The deeper the cultivation, the thicker the life essence in the body, and the more vigorous the vitality becomes, which is why the life span of a monk is much higher than that of ordinary people.

But no matter how thick it is, it is not endless, and it can be splurged. Moreover, the essence of life is the foundation of a person's life, once damaged, it can never be recovered overnight, and it requires a long period of recuperation.

"The test left by the master of this cave mansion is too vicious!" Mo Zhiyao's brows frowned slightly, and then a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense. "But this is a rare opportunity for me!"

Compared with the Ancient Demon Yuan to absorb the essence of life, it is a little too ridiculous.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, no longer suppressing the raging Eternal Demon Yuan in his body, and letting him launch a fierce counterattack towards the chain.

"Roar!" A fierce roar full of fury sounded, and a hideous and terrifying demon face appeared incomparably clearly behind Mo Zhiyao, and the fierce aura overflowing from the edge instantly filled this space, making people tremble.

"Whoa!" When the demon face appeared, the chains under Mo Zhiyao's feet suddenly trembled violently, exuding a wave of fear.

"Step!" Mo Zhiyao's expression was cold, unmoved, and black air currents burst out from all over his body, like twisted poisonous snakes, wrapped around the chains under his feet!

A majestic and vast life essence poured into the body along the heart of the foot, instilling into the Eternal Demon Yuan in an endless stream, and then transformed into the power of pure demon spirits.

And as Mo Zhiyao moved forward, where his footsteps passed, the huge chains that were originally dark and deep in color became rusty and full of decay.

"What! this, how is this possible?" The expression of the resentful artifact spirit in the back changed drastically, and a thick look of horror surged in his eyes, unable to believe what he saw in his eyes, if it weren't for his body as an artifact spirit, I am afraid that he would already be sweating at this moment.

Guarding this place for thousands of years, the Resentful Instrument Spirit has never seen such a terrifying situation, and it has always been the monk who stepped on it to absorb the essence of life by the chains, but at this moment, it was Mo Zhiyao who was swallowing the chains!

"What secrets are hidden in this little guy's body!" "The resentful cangqi stared at Mo Zhiyao's back, shocked, and even more irrepressible ecstasy in his heart. "Finally, can you finally get out of here?"

"I see!" Although the Shadow Wind Winged Bat on the side did not step on the chain, from Mo Zhiyao's reaction, he also saw the clues, and the melancholy on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an incomparably relaxed look, and there was even more sarcasm in his eyes: "Hmph! Compared with the master, devouring? ”

The resentful cangqi spirit on the side was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes widened, and he turned his neck a little stiffly, looked at the Shadow Wind Winged Bat and asked, "How did you break through the two levels of the Xuansu Bee Emperor and the Golden Horn Blade Hoof?"

The Shadow Wind Winged Bat glanced at the Resentful Artifact Spirit, with a thick disdain in his voice, and even more undisguised pride, and said lightly: "Of course, I came here after killing, otherwise how do you think it came over." ”

"Killed, you killed the Xuansu Bee Queen and the Golden Horned Blade Bird?" Hearing this, the body of the Resentful Artifact Spirit flickered violently, and he looked at the Shadow Wind Winged Bat in a daze, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"There are no less than tens of thousands of Xuansu Spirit Bees around the Xuansu Bee Emperor, and that Golden Horned Blade is a cultivator at the peak of the gods! And after the outbreak, the combat power can be said to be extremely close to the early stage of the Hidden Void! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is invincible under the Hidden Void, you can actually kill them?"

The Resentful Artifact Spirit couldn't believe this fact at all, even the only Hidden Void Cultivator back then failed to kill the Xuansu Bee Emperor and the Golden Horned Blade!

"It's not 'us', it's my master's hand alone, I'm just watching. The smug look in the eyes of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat intensified, correcting the mistake of the resentful artifact spirit.

"What kind of cultivation is your master?" The words of the resentful cangqi spirit obviously became more respectful, and he no longer called Mo Zhiyao a little guy like before.

"The early days of the return to God. The Shadow Wind Winged Bat said lightly.

"What, his cultivation is the early stage of returning to God!" The resentful spirit below was full of horror, and he was shocked beyond measure. "The cultivation in the early stage of returning to the gods was able to kill the peak of the return to the gods, how is this possible?"

"What is a little demon beast at the peak of returning to the gods? My master fought twice with the early stage of the Hidden Void, and the early stage of the Hidden Void failed to leave my master behind, and the second time he was severely injured by my master! At that time, my master had just been promoted to the Divine Realm, not even in the early stage of the Divine Return. Speaking of Mo Zhiyao's proud achievements, there was an unconcealed pride in the eyes of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat.

The words of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat made the resentful spirit completely petrified on the spot. With the cultivation of returning to the gods for the first time, he actually escaped from the hands of the early stage of the Hidden Void twice, and even more severely damaged it! The spirit of the Resentful Weapon really didn't know whether to say that Mo Zhiyao was evil, or that Hidden Void Monk was too stupid.

However, the words of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat made the heart of the resentful cangqi even hotter, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure on the chain, and there was a faint voice in his mouth, which only he could hear: "Hopefully, you can also become my master." ”

As for the conversation between the Resentful Artifact Spirit and the Shadow Wind Winged Bat below, Mo Zhiyao didn't hear it at all. At this moment, he is sucking in the essence of life in the chain.

The chain under his feet has absorbed the life essence of thirty-seven major cultivators, including one in the early stage of Tibetan Void, and it can be imagined how strong the life essence contained in it should be.

Clear into the body, Mo Zhiyao's expression was extremely happy and excited, and that comfortable feeling almost made Mo Zhiyao moan. On the right arm, the two colors of Yaoyin Demon Xuan alternately shine, dazzling, giving people a sense of deadly evil spirit.

The footsteps were not slow, Mo Zhiyao walked slowly, falling between the chains behind him, the sound was no longer as crisp as before, but like an old man in the twilight, a low and hoarse lament made people feel depressed.

The demon face behind him faintly let out a cruel smile, as if he was laughing at the inadequacy of the chains.

Mo Zhiyao's breath is steadily improving as he moves forward, a pair of human and demon double lines, from blurry to clear, and then to the final complete stability!

"Ahh

Thirty-seven fierce remnants who failed to break through suddenly became difficult. One by one, their faces were distorted, their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty fierceness, and their bodies exuded a fierce aura, howling and rushing towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Hmph!" snorted coldly, and a touch of cold slid across Mo Zhiyao's eyes. These remnant souls have completely lost their minds, and they don't even have a chance to enter reincarnation, and for them, maybe they can be completely dissipated before they can be regarded as true liberation!

"Roar!" With a groan, the black Jiao phantom hovered around Mo Zhiyao's body, the shadow of the stick was like a wave, with a fierce roar, all the thirty-seven fierce remnant souls were involved, and they were devoured in the blink of an eye!

These thirty-seven monks, from body to soul, can be regarded as all making wedding dresses for Mo Zhiyao!

"Step!" When Mo Zhiyao's footsteps landed on the altar, the number of human and demon double patterns on his right arm was already the six realms above the gods!

"Bang!" With a clenched fist, the air in the palm of his hand was suddenly pinched away by Mo Zhiyao's violent force, making a muffled thunderous sound! The blood in his pupils flowed, and the demon face behind him was hideous, and Mo Zhiyao's gaze fell on the resentful cangqi spirit below.

The body of the resentful cangqi spirit trembled suddenly, and in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, he felt a dangerous aura. The figure disappeared on the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already on Mo Zhiyao's side.

"Resentful cangs have seen the master!" "The voice of the resentful cangqi spirit was respectful, and there was also ecstasy that could not be concealed!

Mo Zhiyao nodded, his gaze falling on the scroll of jade slips and golden objects floating on the top of the altar.

Seeing this, the resentful artifact spirit hurriedly waved his hand, took the two items in front of him, and first handed the jade slip to Mo Zhiyao respectfully. Mo Zhiyao took it in his hand and put it on his forehead, and a huge stream of information immediately poured into his mind.

After a moment, Mo Zhiyao took off the jade slip, his eyes flashed with excitement, and then put it into the jade, and then his eyes fell on the golden object.

"Master, please confess the Lord first. The spirit of the grumbling cangqi held the golden object in front of Mo Zhiyao and said. Mo Zhiyao nodded, and now although the resentful cangqi spirit called himself the master, it was just an expression of his willingness to surrender. If you don't really recognize the Lord, you are not the official owner of the grievance Cangjia.

Mo Zhiyao slashed his wrist, and then placed his wrist on top of the golden object, dripping bright red, and fell on it.

After Mo Zhiyao's blood dripped on the golden object, the golden object actually squirmed, as if it had life, and then sucked the blood into it.

After inhaling Mo Zhiyao's blood, the color of the golden object gradually darkened, and finally turned into a dark gold color, with a trace of weird red, which looked extremely evil.

"All right, master. After the color of the golden object completely changed to dark gold, the resentful artifact spirit handed it into Mo Zhiyao's hands, and at the same time, the figure gradually blurred until it disappeared.

- Finally know what Kavin is, brothers, I said that I wrote this chapter for two days, do you believe it? Poor and poor Hongming, give me some recommendation votes!