Martial arts become gods

Chapter 253 Four days
The Ice Soul Golden Silkworm Mother is something that can make the entire Wandu City quite boil, so it naturally has infinite magical effects.

And it has the characteristics of extreme cold, and it doesn't like high temperature very much, so before Mo Xian can control it, it spontaneously emits a kind of cold air to help Mo Xian resist the high temperature.

After feeling much more comfortable, Mo Xian felt that there was a kind of energy completely radiating from the huge Qi and blood pouring into his body.

While enhancing his strength, even his aura seemed to have been changed a lot.

As the terrifying temperature continued to rise, the cold air emitted by the Bingpo Golden Silkworm Mother gradually became stronger.

At this time, Mo Xian was like being trapped in the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire, constantly experiencing high temperature and extreme cold, which almost made him collapse.

If it weren't for being in the depths of this blood plasma, he might have become unbearably miserable.

And as the water in the blood plasma was slowly evaporated, the monster's blood became thicker and thicker, and the qi and blood in it became more and more vigorous.

At this time, the temperature has also risen to an astonishing level, and even the cold air emitted by the Bingpo golden silkworm mother can't resist it.

Almost instantly, Mo Xian's skin was cracked and cracked by the high temperature, and the qi and blood in his body also began to spurt out under the strong blood of the monster.

The terrifying temperature poured into Mo Xian's body, drying up most of his flesh and blood almost immediately.

"Roar!"

Under the severe pain, Mo Xian finally couldn't help but let out a beast-like roar, which actually washed away a lot of the thick blood in front of him.

The pain was still going on, and just when Mo Xian was about to lose consciousness, a cold feeling suddenly gushed out from his chest, instantly covering up the terrible high temperature...

Dimly, Mo Xian only felt as if he was lying in a gentle embrace, giving him a feeling of soaking in the small river in Mojia Village.

That river that he has always regarded as his mother.

A layer of blood scab slowly appeared on his body.

The blood scab became thicker and thicker, gradually enveloping his whole body like a cocoon.

……

Time passed slowly, and soon, one day passed.Then two days, three days.

"Father, it's been three days, why hasn't there been any movement inside?" Standing on the crater, Hu Meier felt the terrifying aura inside, her complexion was extremely pale.

"It doesn't matter, my father's father's father has been in it for four days. After coming out, his strength has improved a lot, and the speed of cultivation has also become faster. After all, he has become a character. It will be destroyed." Hu Sandao said slowly, he could feel that there was an exuberant vitality in the blood plasma.

"Four days?" Hu Meier nodded, it seemed that it was still early.

"Well, as far as I know, four days seems to be the limit, and no one can withstand more than four days in it." Hu Sandao said.

The terrifying aura emanating from the volcano also attracted many people from the Crazy Sword Sect. They looked at it from afar or near, and their faces were full of horror.

Moreover, Hu Sandao has disclosed this secret, and anyone who wants to try it can do so as long as they pass the test.

Countless pairs of eyes were gathered on the crater, and they all wondered whether Mo Xian could persevere in it.

"Hmph, this kid came out of nowhere, and he can enjoy this kind of treatment. It would be better if he could die inside!"

"That's right. It is said that a high-ranking servant's elder only persisted in it for four days. What is this Mo Xian? I'm afraid it has already been reduced to ashes by now!"

……

Some people who envied and hated Mo Xian looked at the crater with sneering smiles, and kept chewing their tongues.

Hearing these voices, Hu Meier gave these people a hard look, and they immediately shut their mouths, not daring to say anything.

However, he still sneered in his heart.

Another day passed quickly, and if Mo Xian didn't come out before sunset, it meant that he was likely to surpass the greatest ancestor in the history of Frenzied Sword Sect.

Of course, there is another possibility that he has already turned to ashes in it.

This situation also attracted many people to come, and some people had a kind of worry and expectation on their faces.

And there are still some people with jealousy and resentment on their faces, and they are still discussing in their mouths.

"It's the fourth day, and there is no movement inside. It seems that the kid has died inside!"

"Hehe, I can't be wrong, the ancestor only lasted for four days, how could this kid complete it."

"Who does he think he is? How could he, an outsider, be able to succeed in the beast blood feast that we have sealed up for so many years in the Crazy Saber Sect? He is simply seeking his own death."

……

Hearing the ear-piercing discussions around her, Hu Meier had no time to pay attention. He walked directly to the top of the volcano and asked Hu Sandao, "Father, what's going on?"

"It's very strange, there is no movement, and his breath has become indistinct." Hu Sandao frowned.

"Then he..." Hu Meier said halfway, but her heart tightened suddenly, and she couldn't say the rest "is he dead?" anyway.

"It's very possible, but do you remember the last time, you buried him alive, and he was still alive in the end, maybe this time it will surprise us." Hu Sandao comforted, but in his heart he was It is extremely clear that there is no comparison between this time and the last time.

"Hmph, don't think about it, this kid is definitely dead." At this moment, a piercing voice suddenly entered the ears of Hu Meier and Hu Sandao.

The person who spoke was an old man with full head of white hair, who is now an elder of Mad Saber Sect, moreover, he is from the same lineage as Hu Yuanming.

"Elder, the matter hasn't reached the last moment, so you better not be so absolute!" Hu Sandao frowned.

This elder is in the same vein as Hu Yuanming, and he is usually the one who always protects Hu Yuanming.He was so worried about Hu Yuanming's death that he ran out of the back mountain specially.

"Hmph, an outsider actually consumes so much of our sect's resources. I really don't know how you are the sect master." The white-haired elder snorted coldly.

"Old man, stop rambling, if it weren't for your age, believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" Hu Meier said angrily, she was already upset enough at this time, and with her temper, naturally she wouldn't have good face.

"You..." The white-haired elder was so angry that his voice froze, and he said immediately: "Okay... very good, when he fails, I see what you have to say."

……

The sun rises gradually, and then gradually sets again.

The surrounding discussions became more and more intense, and now, almost everyone was sure that Mo Xian had died in the altar.

After all, their ancestor was nearly 30 years old, and Mo Xian was so young that no one could believe that he would surpass their ancestor.

Even Hu Sandao shook his head helplessly.

"What am I talking about, he can succeed if he wants to die. I have lived on a dog for so many years." The white-haired elder said triumphantly.

Hu Meier also had no intention of arguing with her, and looked at the crater with a little absent-minded eyes.

(End of this chapter)