In the purgatory of Yanchi, the surging magma was surging like a tsunami, and the terrifying heat wave brought by it swept away, making the skin around the body faintly tingling.

A hundred feet in the sky, countless figures were suspended in the air.

"Dad, although you have the Transformation Wood Spirit and the Devouring Swamp Spirit in your body, the power of life and death that you absorb through the two of them still needs to be fused in the later stage to be able to condense the chain of life and death. But this underworld fruit is not used. The power of life and death contained in it has been perfectly integrated, so it can be directly absorbed, and then the chain of life and death can be condensed. That speed is much faster than if you were to transform yourself through Transforming Wood Spirits and Devouring Swamp Spirits. Long Zhan clasped his hands to his chest, looked at Mo Zhiyao with a smile and said softly.

"Directly condense the chain of life and death?" Mo Zhiyao licked the corners of his lips, and there was an unconcealable excitement and fiery color in his dark eyes. His current cultivation is the rebirth of the seven lines, as long as he can condense the two chains of life and death, he can trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, and thus be promoted to the realm of the Tribulation.

Although Mo Zhiyao had a Transforming Wood Spirit in his body that was good at devouring the Swamp Spirit, if he wanted to break through to that point, no matter how hard he cultivated, it would take at least nearly half a year to do so. But if you get this underworld fruit, then this time can be shortened tenfold.

Mo Zhiyao's current lack of time is the most. Moreover, he also knew in his heart that many of the powerhouses who entered the Divine Burial Demon Realm this time were the kind of old monsters in the realm of calamity. Although his current combat strength, even against ordinary Three Tribulation powerhouses, he is able to confront head-on and is not afraid. But no one can guarantee that they will not meet a tougher opponent.

In this Divine Burial Demon Plain, the highest limit of cultivation is the Nine Patterns Victory! That is, it is equivalent to a super strong person like Ling Hao. Against that kind of strong person, even if it is Mo Zhiyao, he can only flee for his life at present.

Mo Zhiyao is arrogant, but not arrogant, he knows where the limit of his strength is. Therefore, he had to seize all the time to improve his cultivation realm, so as not to have the worst situation that he did not want to see in the future.

"But Daddy, don't be too happy. Just when Mo Zhiyao's eyes were fiery and he was about to move, ready to start snatching the Netherworld Fruit from the magma, Long Zhan on the side poured a basin of cold water on him.

"The fruit of the underworld is not something that can be absorbed indefinitely. Just thinking about this kind of ordinary goods in front of him, a monk can take up to three pieces. And the power of life and death contained in these three underworld fruits, for you, Dad, I'm afraid it will be quite reluctant for you to break through to the Eight Patterns of Rebirth. ”

"What?" Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly changed when he heard this, this result was not what he wanted. With a turn of his eyes, Mo Zhiyao looked at Long Zhan, but found that Long Zhan had a playful look on his face. Immediately, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to entertain Daddy again, don't blame Daddy for being unkind. ”

"Hehe, daddy, don't worry. Long Zhan smiled and waved his hand, and then said. "As I said, these underworld fruits you see now are just ordinary goods. If there is something ordinary, there must be something unusual. It's just that whether you can get it or not depends on your own ability, Dad. ”

"Say it quickly, don't talk about it. Mo Zhiyao glared at Long Zhan angrily and said.

"The closer this underworld fruit grows to the depths of Yanchi Purgatory, the stronger the power of perfect life and death contained in it. After absorbing it, the effect of the condensed chain of life and death will be better. Therefore, under the premise that the number is limited, if you can get the Netherfruit that grows in the deepest depths, the better your chance of breaking through. Qing Xin on the side looked at the two fathers and sons who were bickering, shook her head helplessly, and then interjected softly.

"It's just that around this underworld fruit, there has always been the ghost-faced python guarding it. And the deeper it goes, the stronger the Ghost-Faced Python that guards the Underworld Fruit. The Ghost-Faced Python you see on the surface here is only equivalent to the peak of the Seven or Eight Lines of Transformation, and if you want to get the Immortal Fruit that can help you directly break through to the Nine Lines of Transformation, you must dive into the deepest part of this Yanchi Purgatory. Qingxin said lightly.

"And as far as I know, the strength of the ghost-faced python entrenched under the Yanchi Purgatory of that depth should be around the level of three tribulations. Qing Xin turned her head and looked at Mo Zhiyao. On the delicate jade countenance, there was a beautiful smile. It's just that looking at that smile, Mo Zhiyao felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"The strength of the three tribulations or so is not too tricky. If the three of us join forces, it shouldn't be a problem, right?" Mo Zhiyao said cautiously.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. When Long Zhan on the side heard this, a brighter smile appeared on his face. "That place, you can only go alone, Aunt Qingxin and I, no one can help you. ”

"Can't help? What do you mean?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he always felt that Long Zhan and Qing Xin's smiles were quite a bit of schadenfreude.

"I told you, this ghost-faced python is not a normal life, and its own intelligence is not high. So we don't know exactly what it thinks. To put it simply, if you go down alone, as long as you find the Netherworld Fruit you want, then within that range, there will only be a ghost-faced Stygian Python to attack you. However, if there are two people, the number of ghost-faced pythons attacking you will increase exponentially. ”

"Let's just say that, if the three of us go down, we will not face a ghost-faced python, but eight! Daddy, imagine that with the strength of the three of us, if we face the ghost-faced python with the strength of eight three-tribulations, do you think we are going to pick fruits, or are we going to send them to death?" Long Zhan spread his hands and said towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Eight?" Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly turned blue, although whether it was Qingxin or Long Zhan, they all had combat power far beyond the surface level, but if they faced the Ghost Face Python with the strength of Eight Tribulations at one time, then as a result, I would know what kind of fate it would be with my heels.

"Damn! how the hell does this beast calculate!" Even with Mo Zhiyao's temperament, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth at this moment. Immediately gritted his teeth, it seems that he can really only go down alone, in that case, the chance of success in getting the Underworld Fruit will be greater.

"Then you two will wait for me here. Sitting in his heart, Mo Zhiyao took a deep breath of the blazing heat wave air, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Well, be careful yourself. If the situation is not right, don't force it. It's a big deal to take three ordinary underworld fruits, there are a lot of monuments in this god burial demon plain, and we will think of a way from other places. Qing Xin removed the playful smile on her cheeks and said to Mo Zhiyao.

"I know. Mo Zhiyao nodded and said. If he can't do it, he won't force himself.

At this moment, in the surrounding sky, a large number of powerhouses have gathered. Of course, there are also many people who are unlucky enough to be teleported out of the space, and they are attacked by the ghost-faced python that is waiting for an opportunity, so that they die before they can get out of the school, whining and mourning.

In this case, everyone is watching from the sidelines, even gloating, and no one is helping. After all, everyone who came here could be said to be a competitor, and if one died, there would be one less opponent to snatch the treasure inheritance.

And at this time, it is obvious that there are many people who recognize this Yanchi Purgatory, and even know the existence of the Netherworld Fruit. Therefore, there are many monks here, and their eyes are glowing with fiery lustre, and their eyes are fixed on the underworld fruit below. However, for the ghost-faced python, they were obviously afraid, so for a while, no one took the lead in snatching it.

However, this kind of pressing and suppression, with the passage of time, gradually shows signs of being broken. After all, the Netherworld Fruit had an almost fatal allure for all powerhouses in the realm of metamorphosis. The ordinary Seven Patterns are reborn, and three Immortal Fruits are obtained, which is enough to break through to the Eight Patterns realm. Only a pervert like Mo Zhiyao needs a rarer and rarer underworld fruit.

"Do it!"

I don't know whose loud shout it was, but finally someone couldn't hold back the greed in his heart and broke the peace in this space. A big man with the power of life and death around his body moved, and swept out like a bolt of lightning, rushing straight towards the magma sea below.

"Whew!"

And just when the big man had just swept to less than ten zhang above the magma sea, a crimson light and shadow tore through the magma and burst out. With a blazing violent wind, it slammed into the past.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing this, the big man shouted angrily, clenched his palm, and suddenly a huge golden serrated wolf tooth broadsword flashed out. The blade trembled, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, and swept towards the ghost-faced python.

The sharp sword shrouded down, slashing heavily on the body of the ghost-faced python. Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and iron fighting, sparks soared, and a terrible hissing sound sounded, and the ghost-faced python was directly cut into several pieces, and then turned into a magma-like liquid and fell into the magma sea below.

Killing the ghost-faced python, the big man's eyes flashed, and then without the slightest hesitation, with a wave of his big hand, the majestic spiritual power turned into a huge palm, and he directly fished out three underworld fruits from the magma sea below, and then his body retreated violently!

"Hahahaha! Lao Tzu grabbed it!" Back in the sky, the big man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with a look of ecstasy on his face. And seeing that the big man successfully won the Underworld Fruit, the people around him suddenly couldn't bear it, and their eyes became even redder, and they swooped down one after another!

The overwhelming figure brought huge spiritual power fluctuations, and the magma sea below was suddenly stirred into monstrous waves!