Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2304
Mo Xian vigilantly monitored the energy pouring into his body. This energy was very special, revealing an ancient and mysterious flavor.

Under the impact of this energy, his own energy seemed to be dormant, no matter how he urged it, there was no movement.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then everything around him changed.

At this time, he was standing in a dimly lit place, which seemed to be underground, very similar to the corridor they had passed through before, and the others had disappeared without a trace.

"What place is this?" Mo Xian looked around vigilantly. He was sure that he should still be in the baptism pool, but his consciousness appeared here for some reason.

He also wasn't sure if other people were the same as him.

Everything around was a bit hazy, he tried hard to see clearly, but it was always like a layer of gauze.

It's as if he is independent of this place and looks at it from another angle. This feeling is very wonderful.

He started to walk forward, as if something in the dark was guiding him.

Soon, he came to a long and narrow road, and there was darkness on both sides of the road.

He walked straight along the road, and there was no end to it.

Suddenly, he found that in the darkness on both sides, a little red glow suddenly lit up.

After seeing it clearly, Mo Xian was shocked to find that it was actually a pair of eyes, violent and cold.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness on both sides became hazy, revealing black shadows one by one.

Those were warriors standing quietly, and those scarlet eyes belonged to them.

These martial artists are like statues, motionless, but they are undoubtedly living people, and their strength is very strong, each of them seems to have the strength beyond the realm of Wu Zong.

These martial artists are arranged very neatly, tens of thousands, spreading to invisible places.

They didn't make any sound, as if they didn't even breathe.

Everyone's fluctuations merged with each other, as if they had become a whole, forming a powerful coercion, so that Mo Xian didn't even dare to make a sound, as if he was afraid of alarming these warriors.

Standing among so many powerful warriors, his heart couldn't help beating violently.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet, he could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

He didn't doubt the authenticity of these warriors at all. If such a powerful legion was dispatched, it could almost sweep half the continent.

Mo Xian stared blankly at the darkness surrounding him, and his heart was so shocked that it couldn't be more shocking.

I'm afraid that even the Northern Wilderness Palace can't come up with such a lineup.

Of course, the Northern Wilderness Palace also possesses even more powerful power.

Such a large-scale existence that can be called the Iron Blood Legion, if it belongs to the Ding family, then the Ding family is too scary.

Under the guidance from somewhere, Mo Xian walked without bounds.Suddenly, he realized that he had appeared directly above the legion.

Under the feet are the powerful warriors with scarlet eyes.

He seemed to be isolated, walking alone among the legions gave him an unparalleled impact.

Walking and walking, the previous path reappeared, and finally came to an end.

In front, is an ancient altar, which is indescribably mysterious and gloomy.

On both sides of the altar, there are two long teams, one side is warriors.

On the other side were dark shadows, they didn't seem to be human beings, but they gave Mo Xian a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

The frontmost ones of the two teams walked into the altar respectively, and were then shrouded in two halos.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xian saw that the two began to slowly merge into one, and soon a brand new warrior was born.

At this moment, Mo Xian had the feeling of seeing some kind of miracle.

Under his astonished gaze, the newly born warrior walked down from the altar, walked along a road, and walked into the neatly arranged legions he had seen before.

For a moment, he felt that this newly born martial artist looked at him meaningfully, and that gaze made him feel chills.

When he wanted to take a closer look, the warrior had already gathered in the endless legion, and he couldn't tell which one it was.

At the same time, the teams on both sides of the altar continued to walk up to the altar, merging into a brand new warrior, and then gathered in the huge army.

If these newly born warriors are as strong as the warriors in those legions, they are simply masters in the realm of mass production Wuzong.

Such a discovery shocked Mo Xian.

He vaguely felt that these pictures should be what someone wanted him to see, and the purpose was unknown.

The altar disappeared at some point, and Mo Xian returned to the long and narrow road before.

He continued to walk forward, and all kinds of treasures were piled up on both sides of the road.

Mountains of Yunling Stones, all kinds of spiritual treasures piled up like rubbish, all kinds of powerful exercises and martial arts...

Mo Xian couldn't name most of them, but it was certain that each of them would set off a bloodbath if taken out.

Mo Xian walked for a long time, but there were still countless treasures around him.

This kind of wealth is probably comparable to any powerful sect.

In the following period of time, the scene in Mo Xian's eyes kept changing.

All in all, it showed him a truth, that is, to be strong and rich.

He was very puzzled, what was the purpose of the person who showed him these things, was it to make him surrender willingly?
Maybe other people have the same experience. After seeing these things, I am afraid that few people will not be moved.

Then coupled with the erosion of the baptismal pool, it is not difficult for a warrior to give up his heart.

Not long after, Mo Xian saw a blurry figure appearing in front of him, with his back turned to him.

He knew that the answer he wanted might be coming.

Without any hesitation, Mo Xian accelerated and rushed over.

Everything around also disappeared instantly at this time, and there were faint stars flickering, like a vast universe.

And in this universe, there are only two lonely figures, as if they have existed forever.

"Who are you?" Soon, Mo Xian came behind the man.

What responded to him was silence.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, and he found that the other party seemed to be restraining his excitement, so that his body trembled slightly.

The other party seems to know him!
"Who are you, why did you show me these?" After a long time, Mo Xian asked again.

This time, the man finally turned around, and a familiar face slowly appeared in front of Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was startled, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

This person is none other than Ding Xiang, the elder brother of a group of brothers and sisters he met in that mysterious space before.

Not seen for several years, Ding Xiang still looks the same, with that kind of gentle smile on his face that can make thousands of girls melt.

This reunion is a bit weird, he never imagined that the Ding family here is Ding Xiang's family.

(End of this chapter)