"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of a violent explosion echoed through the cave. The roar made people's eardrums hurt, and the qi and blood in the body were turbulent because of this.

One after another, the arcs of electricity formed by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation shot out from the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree in a frenzy, and then bombarded the surrounding demon spirit vortex. And every time the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Arc fell, Mo Zhiyao's face was pale. At the corners of his lips, there was a faint trace of blood flowing down.

Mo Zhiyao didn't expect that the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, which was so weak, would be able to burst out with such a terrifying counterattack. If this was in its heyday, I am afraid that under this round of resistance from it, I would have been seriously injured, let alone refining it.

"I don't believe that I can't refine you!"

Mo Zhiyao's eyes had a touch of madness and ruthlessness. Immediately, his hands quickly sealed in front of him, and when the printing method changed, there were afterimages emerging.

The majestic and vast power of the demon spirit surged out of Mo Zhiyao's body like a torrent, and then injected into the demon spirit vortex, causing the demon spirit flame to rise higher and higher.

However, what shocked Mo Zhiyao's heart was that in the face of such a ferocious refining offensive of his own, the resistance of the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree was not only not suppressed, but showed signs of intensifying.

"How so!"

After persisting for a while, Mo Zhiyao was shocked to find that the demon spirit strength in his body could not suppress the resistance of the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree at all. Moreover, what was even more terrifying was that he was now in a stalemate with the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree. At this time, even if he wanted to give up and stop, he couldn't do it.

Because, once Mo Zhiyao stopped, the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree's resistance offensive would directly affect him. Attacked by that terrifying power of the Heavenly Tribulation, Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to resist even if he thought that his body was strong. It's not impossible to be split by it directly.

"Bastard!"

Mo Zhiyao scolded angrily, and hurriedly thought about countermeasures. He didn't expect that the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree would be so difficult to refine. He didn't want to, he didn't die in the hands of the enemy, but he was killed by this Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, that was really a big joke.

"We have to find a way to stop it. Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed, and his mind was telegraphed. Suddenly, a crazy thought that even Mo Zhiyao himself felt a little trembling suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Since I can't refine you, then I'll just suck you dry!"

When Mo Zhiyao first began to practice, in order to be able to condense the magic pattern, he used to absorb the life essence of all things for his own use. It's just that with the improvement of his cultivation, this kind of method is gradually rarely used.

At this moment, Mo Zhiyao, who was forced to a dead end by the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, simply made a desperate bet, gave up the relatively mild refining, and directly used the most brutal and direct method to take the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree for his own use!

As for whether this method can be successful in the end, in fact, Mo Zhiyao himself does not know. It's just that now he has no other way out. If such a stalemate continues, he must be the last to die!

"Smack!"

Mo Zhiyao has always acted decisively, now that he has a plan, he no longer hesitates, his hands poke out, and then he directly grabbed the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree above his head in the palm of his hand.

"Crackle!"

The Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, which was grasped by Mo Zhiyao in his palm, seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly struggled even more violently. One after another, the arcs of electricity turned into the power of the Heavenly Tribulation shot out wildly. Mo Zhiyao's palms were suddenly bombarded and blurred. Blood gushed out like a stream, and then dripped onto the ground, staining the ground beneath him bright red.

"Come in for me!"

Mo Zhiyao's eyes had a fierce look in his eyes, completely ignoring the hands that had been bombarded and fleshy, he grabbed the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree to death, and a violent absorption power immediately erupted in his palm.

"Squeak!"

The piercing sound of electricity sounded, and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree contained in the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree was directly inhaled into Mo Zhiyao's body in a barbaric way. Then along the meridians, it continued to roar towards the demon spirit nebula at the dantian.

And at the moment when the power of these heavenly tribulations penetrated into Mo Zhiyao's body, his body trembled suddenly, and on his skin, there were dense small arcs of electricity scurrying up. His complexion instantly turned red, and it was because the capillaries under his skin were directly blasted by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Mo Zhiyao could feel that at this moment, there seemed to be magma flowing wildly in his body, and it was like there was an endless blade scraping, and wherever the power of the Heavenly Tribulation passed, the meridians were twitching, and the indescribable pain made his mind blur for a moment.

Mo Zhiyao bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and a wisp of blood slid down the corner of his lips. He's using this method to bring himself back to his senses.

"I don't believe it, I can't suppress you!"

Mo Zhiyao's face at this moment has become distorted, and he looks extremely hideous. But his hands were still holding on to the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, frantically ingesting the power of the Heavenly Tribulation into his body. Traces of blood kept seeping out from between his teeth, but he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.

The method of cultivating the truth and cultivating demons is in operation. The power of the violent Heavenly Tribulation traveled all over the body, and finally poured into the Demon Spirit Nebula.

The sharp pain in the body kept hitting wave after wave, making Mo Zhiyao's body tremble constantly. But his eyes are getting brighter and brighter. At the corners of the lips, there is also a touch of arc to provoke.

Because Mo Zhiyao could perceive that with his frenzied absorption of the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, the latter's struggle was obviously weakened a little. Although that trace of weakening is extremely subtle, it proves that Mo Zhiyao's barbaric method is really effective!

"Hey, hey, next, it's up to us to make it to the end!"

Mo Zhiyao's eyes frantically looked at the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree in front of him, and he muttered in a hoarse voice. Whether Mo Zhiyao couldn't withstand the power of the violent Heavenly Tribulation first, or whether the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree was sucked dry by him first, time will come to prove who is the final winner.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, five days passed. During this time, this stalemate has been going on.

Inside the cave, a figure covered in a blood flail crossed its knees, breathing inaudibly. And his hands have always maintained the same posture, grabbing the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree in his palm.

It's just that although Mo Zhiyao's aura was extremely sluggish, a strange fluctuation quietly spread out from his body. And that kind of fluctuation was the spiritual power fluctuation generated by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

And the cave where Mo Zhiyao is at the moment has been forbidden by him before, so everything that is happening here, Long Zhan and Qing Xin outside can't detect it at all.

The Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree was trembling at the moment. And that kind of trembling is not the crazy resistance and struggle that it was at the beginning. Rather, it represents it, constantly weakening.

A trace of golden Heavenly Tribulation Power was brutally absorbed, and then it was incorporated into Mo Zhiyao's black hole-like body, endlessly, without the slightest sign of stopping.

And with the influx of these heavenly tribulation powers, Mo Zhiyao's body is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. At this moment, his body, as far as the eye can see, is in a mess. The meridians, bones, and flesh of the whole body are all seriously damaged. However, a surge of vitality overflowed from the seemingly broken meridians, bones and flesh.

This kind of appearance is like a complete transformation. And when this transformation is over, Mo Zhiyao will be like the phoenix bathed in fire, Pannia will be reborn!

In the dantian, the Demon Spirit Nebula rotated slowly, and in the milky side-like nebula, you could see arcs full of spirituality, jumping.

In the sky above the Demon Spirit Nebula, the void seemed to be torn apart, and the pure and violent power of the Heavenly Tribulation fell down like a torrent, pouring into the Demon Spirit Nebula with a loud rumbling sound. And with such a steady influx, the arc in the Demon Spirit Nebula is becoming more and more dense.

In the outside world, if someone can see Mo Zhiyuan at this moment, they will definitely be stunned. I could only see a circle of brilliant aura, spreading out from Mo Zhiyao's body, like the mysterious and vast endless galaxy, making this cave become dark and deep.

And this phenomenon shows that Mo Zhiyao's cultivation has finally entered the right track.

Another five days have passed, and Mo Zhiyao's body has passed.

Once the power of the Violent Heavenly Tribulation fell into the Demon Spirit Nebula, it would become docile at an astonishing speed, and a strange fluctuation slowly spread out within his body, and then filled the limbs and bones of his body.

The flesh and bones of the meridians that had been terribly damaged by the raging power of the Heavenly Tribulation had all recovered at this moment. And, in the midst of that, there is also a faint shone with a peculiar golden luster. Ling Mo Zhiyao's body at this moment looked indestructible.

And the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree, which was tightly held by Mo Zhiyao in his palms, had shrunk to less than one-tenth of its original size at this moment, leaving only a short section less than the size of a palm.

Another day and a night passed, and in the silence of the cave, a faint cracking sound suddenly sounded.

When his eyes moved, he could find that it was Mo Zhiyao who made this sound! At this moment, the Heavenly Tribulation Spirit Tree in his hands had completely disappeared. And the thick layer of blood shackles covering his body actually burst into a crack, and then, the pair of eyes that had been closed for nearly half a month slowly opened little by little.