The Ancient God Emperor

Qiyao peak, in the hall of Qiyao.

Five elder Yi Yangzi pulled his breath hard. He looked at Mo Jueyuan foolishly. Even his breath was disordered. He didn't know what to do with his expression. He cried and laughed, but more of it was gnashing his teeth.

"Mo boy, you... You made it?"

"Well, I made it."

Mo Chueh yuan nodded and couldn't help smiling. However, recalling the process of quenching his body before, Mo Chueh yuan also shivered secretly. Deep in his heart, there was a palpitation that was hard to hide.

The success of physical training is not so easy. In addition to Mo Jueyuan's long-term accumulation and solid foundation, there is still a little bit of luck.

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Half a day ago, I was in the garden.

In Qingming cauldron, Mo Jueyuan is suffering the final transformation of purple spirit liquid, and everything has come to an end. Although the process is very painful, almost like the pain of reborn, he still insists on it, and now Mo Jueyuan's strength is greatly improved, from the peak of the middle stage of Yuyuan realm to the late stage of Yuyuan realm, only one step away from the perfect realm..

This is not the quantity of his vitality, but the promotion of his realm. Relatively speaking, realm is the container, and vitality is the water in the container. Only by expanding the volume of the container can more water be contained. Water is easy to get, but the container is difficult to expand. As long as Mo Jueyuan absorbs enough vitality, he will be completely stable in the later period of Yuyuan realm.

The biggest change is his physical strength, which is directly from the lower level to the middle level, which is second only to the top level.

It's only a level, maybe not as high as the level of promotion, but it's definitely more difficult. It's like upgrading a treasure. How can it be so easy? The difficulty is even more difficult than upgrading.

In other words, weapons that are lower than the medium level of spirit can no longer hurt Mo Jueyuan. Even if they are the top level of spirit, they can fight with their bodies with the blessing of vitality.

With the soul in the middle stage of the world, Mo Jueyuan is not weaker than in the early stage of the world. He is the first person in the world except that he has not completely transformed himself.

All this needs Mo Jueyuan to come out of the Qingming cauldron, and he is absorbing the last purple spirit liquid. The peaceful breath in the Qingming cauldron calms the spirit of Shasha and Xianlian, who have been waiting anxiously. Everything is under control.

At last, the last purple spirit liquefied into Mo Jueyuan's body as wisps of purple mist, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mo Jueyuan's spirit was like a bowl of ice water in a June day. He was as happy as a fairy before he left the Qingming cauldron, Moreover, his Qi and blood are more vigorous, which makes Mo Jueyuan feel difficult to breathe.

How strong!

Mo Jueyuan was shocked. He didn't expect that the last purple spirit liquid would be completely absorbed, and there would be such a big change. Especially, the surging Qi and blood was like a big river. In the roaring sound, Qi and blood were surging in his body, pounding every inch of his body. It seemed that he had to wash his last.

Not only that, the blood is surging, and even Mo Jueyuan's heartbeat is uncontrollably raised. In the sound, it is like thunder, which makes Mo Jueyuan's ears roar. His consciousness is shaking, and there is a trend of consciousness blank.

"Well? How could it be so strong? "

This kind of feeling is really too fierce, which makes Mo chueyuan a little confused. How can he have such a big change when he finished quenching himself? According to reason, shouldn't he have finished it?

Mo Jueyuan couldn't figure it out, and he was a bit at a loss. The first time he met this situation, generally speaking, when the quenching was completed, all the strength would be absorbed into his body. Even if he was not adapted to the sudden improvement of his strength, there would not be such a drastic change. It's like

All of a sudden, Mo Jue yuan's eyes were wide open, and his body was covered with sweat. At this moment, the four words echoed in his mind, but it made Mo Jue yuan's heart jump to his throat.

The power is gone!

"Damn it, it's power run! How could it be? "

Mo Jueyuan immediately reached out to open the Qingming cauldron. However, the roaring thunder and the rushing of Qi and blood poured down like a waterfall not only made Mo Jueyuan's consciousness faint, but also made him unable to lift his hand. Let alone open the Qingming cauldron, now he can't even tell the direction.

Not only the body was impacted by the force, but also the soul was greatly affected. That is to say, his soul was just in the middle of the ordinary world. He just managed to suppress the Qi and blood in his body, but did not completely explode. His soul was under great pressure because of this degree of violence.

He suppressed the blood that was about to explode, but did not relieve his crisis. Now, Mo Jueyuan has reached the point of real danger.

Once his Qi and blood ran out of control, he would die of explosion. Especially now, Mo Jueyuan felt that his soul was being burned by the huge Qi and blood. The burning feeling almost melted his soul.

"Is that the real danger? After quenching, the powerful Qi and blood power is not controlled... "

Mo Jueyuan was in great pain. Although he was not as strong as he was at the beginning of quenching his body, this feeling was more dangerous. He knew very well that if he could not hold down the Qi and blood, he would die. There was no second result.

Huge Qi and blood are surging, just like the eruption of volcanic magma. Mo Jueyuan is the flame of magma.

The magma erupted, but the crater was blocked. As a result, the magma began to impact the volcano as a container, that is, Mo Jueyuan. He had just finished refining, and his body was comparable to that of a spirit level intermediate product. He kept rattling and cracking, and his whole body broke up and splashed with blood. In the blink of an eye, he was dyed as a blood man, and his blood was pounding, The crack spread is more like a broken porcelain doll, which is ferocious and terrifying.

The appearance of these small cracks made Mo Jueyuan's situation worse and more uncontrollable.

"No!"

Mo Jueyuan's expression changed greatly. He could not see his face even though he was stained with blood, but his expression of panic was obvious.

Qi and blood are rushing out!

The blood, which is already surging like a river and sea, is pounding in the blood of the whole body like a floodgate. It is a mess where it goes. Fortunately, it is still suppressed by the power of the soul and Mo Jueyuan's fierce body, and finally remains in the body. The blood is violent. However, if it can be restrained and refined, it is its own strength.

Now, these tiny cracks have become the cracks of the dam. Originally, they barely support the impact force. Now they tear the cracks open directly, and the blood gushes out. Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Jueyuan's life and blood have already passed 30%. Even he feels dizzy and his consciousness is almost blank.

The loss of Qi and blood is too much, and Mo Jueyuan's foundation will be damaged.

If Mo Jueyuan doesn't understand that this is the real danger, he is an idiot.

"The Pearl of vitality, it's all up to you!"

Mo Jueyuan insisted on his consciousness, and tried to mobilize the obscure pearl of vitality. The buds on the Pearl were withering at the moment, and seemed to be a little tired. Only the purple gold divine inscription on the Pearl of vitality and the only white ancient divine inscription were still full of verve.

The power of thunder and lightning, accompanied by the fire of hell, roamed in the sea of vitality. When Mo Jueyuan mobilized the Pearl of vitality, they seemed to feel Mo Jueyuan's crisis at the same time, and revolted almost at the same time.

"Bitter..."

Mo Jueyuan secretly complained that he had already suffered from a riot of Qi and blood, but now he is going to go away with the power of fire and thunder and lightning? Do you want to live? Just, how can Ming Yanhuo rage? And the power of thunder and lightning, have they not been refined by themselves? Even the strands of silver light in the cyan lightning became much thicker, and almost every strand of cyan lightning had nearly a point of silver.

This has been refined into the rhythm of integration with Mo Jueyuan. How can it still run wild?

The next second, however, Mo Jueyuan's eyes lit up.

Instead of raging in Mo Jueyuan's body, the power of thunder and lightning turned into a big net together with the dark blue fire. Thunder and lightning raged in the flame, and the flame increased its power with the help of thunder and lightning. The two complemented each other and suddenly turned into a dark blue cocoon. The light of thunder twinkled and directly wrapped Mo Jueyuan's whole body, In particular, the ferocious wounds were mended by thunder light. In the crackling electric light, the wounds were forced to heal.

Mo Jueyuan's joy was about to come out, which directly turned his situation around.

He felt that his Qi and blood were no longer flowing away. Moreover, the surging power in his body was also reduced by the former passing of Qi and blood. If Mo Jueyuan didn't know that it was the best time to refine Qi and blood, he was practicing in vain.

"Refining for me!"

In the low roar, on the bead of vitality, the tender buds swing, and each archaic divine text immediately flies out, and already surrounds every corner of Mo Jueyuan's body. The verve of Taoism flies away from the divine text, and sinks into Mo Jueyuan's flesh and blood. The blood gas that flies away is like a mouse that sees a cat, and is immediately refined, becoming a part of the torrent of Qi and blood, obediently obeying Mo Jueyuan's command.

The only white rune is Zijin Shenwen, but the Shenwen of speed doesn't dare to stab. It can only refine Qi and blood carefully in the corner. Every refining will make these Shenwen shine. The Shenhua is very bright.

Mo Chueh yuan was relieved for a long time. He felt his strength gradually stabilized and relaxed. It was obvious that the crisis had passed. Although there were still a little flaws, they could not hide the good.

"Eh, these are..."

Mo Jueyuan opened his eyes, but he looked at the bloody liquid in the Qingming cauldron and hesitated.