Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1426
"Hmph, you should worry about yourself!" Hearing what Mo Xian said, Guo Fei felt a little blocked.

He simply went all out and sat up abruptly.

"Crack!"

With a sound like a broken bone, Guo Fei froze for a moment.

His waist really flashed.

However, he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "See if you see it, don't think that half-step Martial Emperor has no goods, I, Mr. Guo, have real materials."

"Hehe, it's indeed real!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and immediately found a lotus platform and sat down.

The energy here is too strong, just for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, he had to run the exercises to guide the ubiquitous energy.

Seeing that Mo Xian entered the state of cultivation, the forced smile on Guo Fei's face disappeared immediately. He snorted, covered his waist and rubbed fiercely.

"This monster is still letting people live." After he calmed down, Guo Fei muttered in a low voice, and even entered the state of cultivation.

Soon, fine drops of blood oozed from his body.

This is a reaction that the body can no longer bear, that is to say, the seventh area is his limit.

Not long after, the energy consumed by Mo Xian forcibly breaking through the barrier was fully recovered.

Next, his strength can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds.

After such a break, Mo Xian opened his eyes again.

The energy here is really good, but he still wants to go deeper.

Not for anything else, just to see if I can surpass the proud son of the Wuji Sect, and at the same time see where my limit is.

Guo Fei's eyelids twitched, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Mo Xian was staring at him with a half-smile.

His heart skipped a beat, and he said subconsciously: "I won't go, it's not a life-saving move, I won't go."

"Hehe, aren't you the real deal?" Mo Xian said with a faint smile.

"You can't risk your life with the real thing, and you're still young, so there's no reason to make things difficult for yourself." Guo Fei shook his head fiercely, and said.

"Then you stay here, I'll go inside and have a look." Mo Xian shrugged, and his body shot out immediately.

"Hey..." Guo Fei wanted to stop Mo Xian, but finally gave up.

It seems that it is impossible for him to regain his confidence in the Nine Nether Springs.

As far as Mo Xian's courage is concerned, he is willing to bow down.

It's not that Mo Xian is too big, but he is very confident that he can rush to the next area.

When Mo Xian reached the edge of the seventh district, he couldn't help but gasped.

The barrier in front of him is like a thick wall separating the earth from the sky.

The astonishing fluctuations on it made him extremely frightened.

However, there is no prompting sound here.

Apparently, the people of the Netherworld Sect also know that those who can break into this place are not good.

"Huh!" Mo Xian exhaled slowly, trying to make himself look calmer.

In the next moment, his face turned cold, and he bumped into it with an unrivaled momentum.

"Boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Mo Xian's figure was directly thrown upside down, dragging a huge gully above the spring water.

"This eighth district is really not easy!" Mo Xian stabilized his figure, a trace of blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

On the stone tablet at the entrance of the Nine Nether Spring Valley, it is recorded the name of the person who impacted the Nine Nether Spring Valley that year.

Among them, No.1 only entered the eighth district.

The specific strength of this person is unknown to Mo Xian.

But since there is only one, it means that the eighth district will definitely not be simple.

And this No. 1 disciple of Huang Quanzong, who had been dead for many years and no longer existed, aroused Mo Xian's competitive spirit.

Since someone can, then he may not be able to.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian's face turned cold again, and his figure immediately swept away.

At this moment, the energy in his meridians was galloping, the flesh and blood all over his body were cheering, and there was a faint roaring sound coming from his body.

Stripes of silver thunder snakes roamed around his body, making his skin emit a metallic luster, giving people an unshakable feeling.

Even Guo Fei in the distance noticed the change in Mo Xian at this time.

He stood up slowly, staring at the faint phantom in the distance with scorching eyes, his face also looked a little excited.

Although he was unable to enter the next district, it was also an exciting thing to be able to witness that it might be the second young generation in history to enter the eighth district.

"Good luck to you!" He muttered to himself, his eyes locked on Mo Xian.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the entire Seventh District shook violently, and then everything returned to normal.

"Really... really went in?" Guo Fei was startled, and a look of horror appeared on his face immediately.

That was something that even a half-step Martial Emperor dared not try.

That's something that only one disciple of such a behemoth as Huang Quanzong can do.

But now, Mo Xian did it.

At this moment, the impact Guo Fei received was no different from being hit by a meteorite.

"I don't know how other people will feel if they know that Mo Xian has entered the eighth district here." After a long time, Guo Fei let out a sigh of relief, but felt a little regretful in his heart.

If it was under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Xian would definitely be famous and become a man of the hour in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that he is the only one here now, and no one can bear this shock with him.

After entering the eighth area, Mo Xian only felt that his body was heavy, and before he had time to check the situation in the eighth area, he fell directly into the Nine Nether Springs.

The spring water is ice-piercing, deep into the bone marrow, and the pressure is enormous.

Mo Xian immediately shuddered, and his head, which had been muddled by the shock just now, instantly woke up.

After drinking a few sips of energy-rich water, Mo Xian felt unspeakably uncomfortable as if he had eaten several cows.

He tried his best and immediately rushed out of the spring.

The pressure in the air is still very huge, but it is much stronger than in the water.

There are only a few lotus platforms in the eighth district, and they are scattered around lonely.

Mo Xian circulated his kung fu and slowly came to a lotus platform. Just as he was about to sit down, his sight came into contact with a light curtain not far away.

It was this light curtain that blocked the eighth and ninth districts.

In comparison, this light curtain seems to be much weaker than the previous one.

But Mo Xian can be sure that the difficulty is probably several times that of the barrier he passed just now.

Looking at it, Mo Xian's eyes couldn't help showing a touch of fire, and he rushed out unconsciously.

After he reacted, he found that he had appeared in front of that light curtain.

At this time, the light curtain suddenly twisted, and hideous and twisted faces appeared.

"I'm in so much pain, there's no way I can get through the Ninth District."

"Go back, no one can break into the ninth district."

Those grimaces were constantly twisting and moving, looking very painful, and howling like ghosts and wolves from their mouths.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, but he was unmoved.

He could sense the strange fluctuations in these grimaces.

These grimaces are probably not fictitious, but someone who failed to attack the Ninth District and died here.

Then their obsession, or a ray of remnant souls remained in the light curtain, forever staying at the moment of impacting the light curtain.

(End of this chapter)