Feng Mu, who was caught in the battle between heaven and man, felt a bloodthirsty desire in his heart, and this desire haunted him like a ghost.

The scorching and cold inner breath is like two incompatible dragons, intertwined with each other, turning over the river and the sea in his dantian.

On the one hand, he felt that he was about to be burned to ashes, and on the other hand, he felt that he was going to be frozen to ice. The two forces were not obvious before, and once he made a move, it would make his life worse than death.

Pale golden light and silver-gray cold qi revealed from his body, and two majestic waves of qi began to slowly reveal it, and the killing intent in the sky fermented in the air, brewing a monstrous catastrophe.

Ling Tian naturally noticed the obvious changes in Feng Mu's body, and now he could only wait and see the changes, unable to use his internal force to help him get through the difficulties. This was not only because the ultimate move just now had lost too much power, but also because Feng Mu could no longer withstand another internal skill with different attributes.

Feng Mu is now a fine porcelain, although it can hold many things, but the order is very important.

If you fill the stones first, then you can fill the gaps in the stones with fine sand, and after you fill with the fine sand, you can also fill them with water.

Stone is the practice of strengthening the foundation, fine sand is the cultivation to make up for the vacancy, and water is the foundation of reaching the peak.

This order is important, if you fill it with water first, you can't inject anything new later.

The black lines on Feng Mu's face were like black clouds hanging over his head, he had also been quenched before, and Mo Ziye's potions had helped him change his physique, so that his body was several times stronger than that of children of the same age.

But now, he feels that he is really undergoing a rebirth. He could clearly hear the subtle sound of the bones in his body, just thinking about the moment the seed broke through the ground. A subtle popping sound.

It is the sound of the transformation of life, heralding the beginning of a more powerful life. This child is going through hellish pain. Although he was very reluctant, he had no choice, he could only choose to bear and face bravely.

There is a law in the world that no matter how hard you pay, you will reap the same reward. Without bleeding fingers, it is difficult to play the swan song of the world, and without tears in the eyes, it is difficult to see through the heat and coldness of the world.

Every inch of skin is gradually expanding, like corn swelling rapidly in a closed tin can. Feng Mu felt that if he continued like this, he would explode in the next moment.

He closed his eyes tightly, he became very fragile at this time, he thought of the past he had encountered, and tears flowed unconsciously.

His heart was as fragile as a glass bowl, and although it was shining, it shattered at the touch of it. Feng Mu's heart at this time couldn't withstand any blows from the outside world, and he only needed to fly a shoe to hit him, and his heart would be shattered because of the shock. All efforts will be ruined.

However, although he is fragile at this time, he is also extremely powerful, precisely because his heart is as fragile as a glass bowl. Only gradually transparent and single. This is a mysterious realm, the more pure his mind becomes, the closer he is to the peak of martial arts.

Feng Mu's thoughts gradually turned pale. The illusions in his mind were gradually replaced by a white expanse, and he still kept his eyes closed. But his expression was not as nervous as before.

The two true qi are no longer as incompatible as before, but under his guidance. Gradually transformed, began to accept each other, the fire boiled the water, the water cooled the fire, and the two no longer expelled each other, but became a complementary coexistence.

The two internal forces are like two hemp ropes, twisted into one strand and become stronger, but their own volume has not increased significantly, so Feng Mu's small veins can accommodate the infusion of the two forces.

The sea of qi that had almost burst before was also released and relieved, Feng Mu took a deep breath, he felt that once his true qi flowed into the veins, the whole person seemed to be empty.

When he inhaled, he didn't expect that he had invisibly inhaled some of Ling Tian's internal force, but these internal forces were minimal, and although Ling Tian felt it, he didn't stop him.

The old man showed a bright smile, as innocent as a child who did not understand the world, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and said secretly in his heart: "I have finally completed the first refining, it seems that my vision is right, as long as time passes, this kid will definitely be able to reach the peak of martial arts." ”

He didn't complain because his own internal strength was absorbed by Feng Mu, because he knew very well that it was beneficial for these meager skills to accumulate in Feng Mu's body, because it was too subtle, so it would not affect his normal internal strength cultivation, and because of the existence of this subtle internal strength, it could allow Feng Mu to adapt to the internal strength of another attribute, laying the foundation for cultivating the Yin and Yang family's exercises in the future.

Feng Mu naturally didn't think of the old man's consideration, he just felt refreshed, but the sudden change occurred, and he smelled a pungent smell of blood.

Feng Mu, who was cultivating the exercises, slowly looked at his eyes, only to see that the three people who were seriously injured by Ling Tian had appeared less than a zhang away from his eyes at some point, and the three of them did not have any false tricks and blind eyes, and directly attacked him.

At this critical moment, it was Ling Tian who stood in front of him, the old man had not yet fully adjusted his internal strength because he had performed his ultimate, and although the three of them were seriously injured, their internal strength was able to operate freely, and once they had completed their healing, they would be able to launch a second attack.

Ling Tian waved his palms desperately, it was a move "July Flowing Fire", this move was unabated compared to the previous ruthless move, but it was not able to exert half of its power.

Because his internal strength has not yet recovered, it is undoubtedly self-defeating to launch this blow rashly, but even so, this move is enough to go down in the history of martial arts and leave a name for eternity.

I saw a huge fireball rushing away, like an angry lion dominating all beasts, and its eyes were empty. Wherever the huge fireball passed, it shattered the roof tiles and blasted the bricks of the high walls.

The three flying figures didn't expect to suddenly encounter this move, and they were violently knocked out and flew out a few feet away, and their whole bodies were as if they had been struck by lightning, gray and dirty, and their clothes were broken, and they were very embarrassed.

Ling Tian, who could no longer support it, had blood-red eyes, white hair fluttering, and he could only hear the sound of "bang-bang" one after another, and his whole body exploded as if it had been filled with countless explosives.

Numerous holes of blood appeared in his body, and blood flowed from those holes, completely staining his clothes, and the blood poured down the trough of the roof like a stream.

With a "plop", Ling Tian fell on the roof, he had reached the time when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, but the corners of his mouth had a smile of relief.

His body rolled down the sloping roof, and at the moment when he was about to fall, Feng Mu's figure flashed away and grabbed him tightly.

This old man gave his life for his unrealized dream, just for a meeting in the water, and even a child with opposing positions.

The soul of the warrior is like this, with martial arts to prove the Tao, for the martial martyrdom. (To be continued.) )