Stepping on the chain, there was a cold and forbidding feeling under his feet.
Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
Because the moment he stepped on the chain, Mo Zhiyao clearly felt that a cold stream of water surged up in his body and poured into the chain quickly along the palms of his feet.
Mo Zhiyao was extremely familiar with this clear stream.
It was the essence of life.
However, this time it was not absorbed, but lost.
At the same time, the Eternal Demonic Essence in his chest became more agitated than ever before.
Like an emperor whose dignity had been provoked, an uncontrollable rage emitted from the Eternal Demonic Essence.
It has always been the eternal demonic essence that has been sucking the life essence of others.
This time, it was sucked in instead.
How can I not be angry?
"Tsk" Mo Zhiyao's face showed a sense of relief, amusement and surprise.
No wonder the thirty-seven monks who broke into this place before all failed and none of them succeeded.
It turned out to be this reason.
After carefully appreciating the speed of the chain under his feet, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
Normally, a monk hiding in a void has no chance of reaching the end and stepping onto the bloody altar at the end.
Even if it is above Zangxu, only one among a thousand can walk over it.
It is no wonder that the thirty-seven major cultivators, including the early Zangxu cultivator, were all buried here.
The higher the cultivation level, the richer the life essence in the body and the stronger the vitality.
This is why the life span of monks is much longer than that of ordinary people.
But no matter how rich it is, it is not endless and can be squandered as much as you want.
Moreover, the essence of life is the foundation of a person's life.
Once damaged, it cannot be recovered overnight and requires a long period of recuperation.
"The test left by the master of this cave is too sinister."
Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, then a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.
"But this is a rare opportunity for me."
Compared with absorbing the essence of life with the eternal demonic element, it is a bit too ridiculous.
"Hmph" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, no longer suppressing the raging Eternal Demonic Element in his body, and allowed it to launch a violent counterattack against the chain.
"Howl" a sharp roar filled with fury sounded, and a ferocious demonic face appeared very clearly behind Mo Zhiyao.
The ferocious aura overflowing from the edge instantly filled the space.
It's frightening.
"Crash!"
When the demon face appeared, the chains under Mo Zhiyao's feet suddenly trembled violently, exuding a feeling of fear.
"Step" Mo Zhiyao's expression was cold, unmoved at all.
Black air currents shot out from all over his body, like twisted snakes, wrapping around the chains under his feet.
A majestic and vast life essence poured into the body along the soles of the feet, continuously instilled into the eternal demonic essence, and then transformed into pure demonic power.
As Mo Zhiyao moved forward, wherever his footsteps passed, the huge chains that were originally dark and deep in color became rusty and full of decay.
"What is this, how is this possible?"
The expression of the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit behind him changed dramatically, and his eyes were full of horror.
He couldn't believe what he saw.
If he hadn't been an Artifact Spirit, he would have been sweating profusely at this moment.
After guarding this place for thousands of years, the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit has never seen such a terrifying situation.
The monks who stepped on it had always been sucked up by the chains to absorb their life essence, but at this moment, it was Mo Zhiyao who was swallowing the chains.
"What secret is hidden in this little guy?"
The Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit stared at Mo Zhiyao's back.
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Apart from being shocked, there was uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart.
"Finally, can we finally leave here?"
"So that's it."
Although the Shadow Windwing Bat on the side did not step onto the chain, he could see the clues from Mo Zhiyao's reaction.
The worry on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by incomparable relaxation. , with an even more sarcastic look in his eyes: "Huh, it takes a lot more effort than the master to swallow the guy who is really looking for death in the first two stages.
It's better to have it delivered to your door yourself."
The Resentful Cang Weapon Spirit on the side was startled when he heard this, then his eyes widened, and he turned his neck with obvious stiffness, looking at the Shadow Wind Wing Bat and asked: "How did you get past the Xuan Su Bee Queen and the Golden Horned Falcon?
Those two levels” The Shadow Windwing Bat glanced at the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit, with deep disdain in his voice, and even more undisguised pride, and said lightly: "Of course I came here after killing him, otherwise how do you think you came here?
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"Kill you, kill the Xuan Su Bee Queen and the Golden Horned Falcon."
Hearing this, the body of the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit flashed violently, and stared at the Shadow Wind Wing Bat in stunned silence, wondering if it was him.
Got it wrong.
"The Xuansu Bee Queen is surrounded by no less than tens of thousands of Xuansu Spirit Bees, and the Golden-horned Falcon is at the peak of Gui Shen's cultivation.
After breaking out, its combat power can be said to be very close to that of Zangxu in the early stage.
It’s not an exaggeration to say they are invincible, you can actually kill them.”
The Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit couldn't believe this fact at all.
Even the only Zangxu monk back then couldn't kill Xuan Su Bee Queen and Jin Jiao Feng Hu.
"It wasn't us, but my master made the move alone.
I was just watching from the sidelines."
The proud look in Shadow Windwing Bat's eyes became even stronger, correcting the Mistake of the Resentful Blue Artifact Spirit.
"What kind of cultivation is your master?"
The words of the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit became obviously more respectful, and he no longer called Mo Zhiyao a little guy like before.
"The early stage of returning to God."
Shadow Windwing Bat said calmly.
"What kind of cultivation is he in the early stage of returning to God?"
The Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit below was full of horror and was extremely shocked.
"The cultivation level in the early stage of Guishen can actually kill Guishen at the peak.
How is this possible?"
"What does a little demon beast at the peak of Gui Shen mean?
My master fought twice with the early stage of Zangxu, and he failed to keep my master in the early stage of Zangxu.
The second time, he was severely injured by my master.
At that time, my master He has just been promoted to Return to God, not even in the early stage of Return to God."
Speaking of Mo Zhiyao's impressive achievements, there was a look of pride in Shadow Wind Wing Bat's eyes.
The Shadow Windwing Bat's words caused the Resentful Blue Artifact Spirit to be completely petrified on the spot.
With the cultivation level of Guishen for the first time, he actually escaped from the hands of Zangxu in the early stage twice, and even severely injured him.
The Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit really didn't know whether to call Mo Zhiyao a monster, or that Zangxu monk was too stupid.
However, the words of the Shadow Windwing Bat made the Resentful Blue Artifact Spirit's heart become even hotter.
His eyes were fixed on the figure on the chain, and there was an inaudible voice in his mouth that only he could hear: "Hope, You can also be my master."
Mo Zhiyao didn't hear anything about the conversation between the Resentful Blue Artifact Spirit and the Shadow Wind-Wing Bat below.
At this moment, he is fully absorbing the life essence in the chain.
The chain under the feet has absorbed the life essence of thirty-seven major cultivators, including an early Zangxu practitioner.
One can imagine how rich the life essence contained in it must be.
As the clear water flowed into his body, Mo Zhiyao's expression was extremely happy and excited.
The feeling of comfort almost made Mo Zhiyao moan.
On the right arm, the two colors of Yao Yin Mo Xuan shine alternately, and the brilliance is dazzling, giving people a fatal and evil feeling.
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Mo Zhiyao's steps were neither slow nor fast, and Mo Zhiyao advanced slowly.
The chains behind him reverberated, and the sound he made was no longer as crisp as before, but like a twilight old man, his low and hoarse laments made people feel Feeling depressed.
The devil's face behind him let out a faint grin, seeming to be mocking the chain's overestimation of its power.
Mo Zhiyao's aura steadily improved as he moved forward, and the pairs of human and demon double lines went from blurry to clear, and finally to complete stability.
"Yeah" a ghost-like howl sounded.
When Mo Zhiyao reached the last hundred feet, black remnant souls suddenly flew out from the abyss below.
Thirty-seven ferocious remnant souls who failed to break through the barrier suddenly took action.
Each of them had distorted faces, a bloodthirsty glare in their eyes, and a fierce aura of violence all over their bodies.
They howled and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao.
"Humph" snorted coldly, and a glimmer of ice flashed across Mo Zhiyao's eyes.
These remnant souls have completely lost their minds and have no chance to enter reincarnation.
For them, perhaps complete dissipation can be considered real relief.
"Howl" a dragon roared, and the shadow of the black dragon hovered around Mo Zhiyao.
The shadow of the stick was like a wave, and with a roaring sound, all the thirty-seven ferocious remnant souls were involved in it, and they were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.
These thirty-seven monks, from body to soul, had all made wedding clothes for Mo Zhiyao "Step" When Mo Zhiyao's footsteps landed on the altar, the number of human and demon double lines on his right arm was already that of the late Six Paths of Returning to God.
"Bang" he clenched his fists, and the air in his palms was suddenly crushed away by Mo Zhiyao's fierce force, making a thunderous sound, blood flowing in his eyes, the devil's face behind him was ferocious, Mo Zhiyao's eyes fell below On the body of the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit.
The body of the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit suddenly trembled, and in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, he felt a dangerous aura.
The figure disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Mo Zhiyao.
"Yencang has met his master."
Yuancang Weapon Spirit's voice was respectful, but there was also unconcealable ecstasy.
Mo Zhiyao nodded, his eyes falling on the jade slips and golden objects floating on the top of the altar.
Seeing this, the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit waved his hand quickly, took the two items in front of him, and handed the jade slip to Mo Zhiyao respectfully.
Mo Zhiyao took it in his hand and put it on his forehead.
A huge flow of information immediately poured into his mind.
After a moment, Mo Zhiyao took off the jade slip, excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he put it into Nayu, and then his eyes fell on the golden object.
"Master, please recognize the master first."
The Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit held the golden object in front of Mo Zhiyao and said.
Mo Zhiyao nodded.
Although the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit called himself master, it was just expressing its willingness to surrender.
If he doesn't truly recognize his master, he is not the official master of Yu Cang Jia.
Mo Zhiyao cut his wrist, then placed it on the golden object, and bright red drops fell on it.
After Mo Zhiyao's blood dripped on the golden object, the golden object squirmed as if it was alive, and then sucked the blood into it.
After inhaling Mo Zhiyao's blood, the color of the golden object gradually turned darker, and finally turned into a dark gold color, with a hint of strange bright red in it, making it look extremely evil.
"Okay, Master."
After the color of the golden object completely changed to dark gold, the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit handed it into Mo Zhiyao's hands, and at the same time, the figure gradually blurred until it disappeared.
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