After diving to a depth of a hundred feet, Mo Zhiyao began to feel pressure.
As the resistance below increases, an extremely strong upward force acts on the body, as if a giant hand is trying to push itself to the surface of the sea.
Not only that, there was endless pressure coming from up, down, left, and right, from all directions, squeezing his body all the time.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with perseverance, and he used the power of the demon spirit to slowly and steadily dive into the depths of the Dead Sea while practicing.
One hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet.
One day, two days.
As time passes, the depth increases, and so does the pressure.
Two days later, Mo Zhiyao had dived to a depth of five hundred feet.
The water at this depth was as thick as mercury and the pressure was unbelievable.
For every step he took, Mo Zhiyao had to pay a huge price.
I'm afraid some ordinary magic weapons will be crushed instantly when they get here.
When he dived to a depth of seven hundred feet, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were bloodshot, and a wisp of blood floated upward from the corner of his lips.
There was deep fatigue in his eyes, but more importantly, there was perseverance, a tough look that went deep into his bones.
Grit your teeth, persist, persist again At this depth, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were already bloodshot, his vision was a little blurry, and he could no longer see the road ahead clearly.
But Mo Zhiyao's heart has always been unwavering and never wavered.
My father's revenge has not been avenged, and the debt owed by Kuizong has not been repaid with my own hands.
How can I stop here?
I can't stop, and I won't stop.
The silent roar in Mo Zhiyao's heart turned into endless motivation.
One after another, ghost-patterned masks with sinister eyes flashing behind them kept flashing in front of Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao pressed his lips tightly together and gritted his teeth.
Rush over, I must rush over.
I also want to protect Grandpa, and protect all the people who care about me and all the people I care about.
Only strong power can do all this.
I want to become strong, so strong that no one dares to challenge me.
So strong that no one dares to touch everything I care about.
Strong enough that no one can go against my will, strong enough to look down on the world, strong enough to go against heaven.
Mo Zhiyao's diving figure suddenly accelerated, 750 feet, 800 feet, 820 feet, 840 feet, 850 feet, 860 feet Another two days passed, and Mo Zhiyao had dived to a depth of 860 feet.
The seawater at this depth was already semi-solid.
The huge squeezing force acted on the whole body, and blood oozed from Mo Zhiyao's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
His condition was extremely tragic, but the look in his eyes remained determined.
Cruel, not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to himself.
Mo Zhiyao clenched his fists tightly, and the long hair on the back of his head had a hint of enchanting silver at some point.
All the internal organs were damaged, and strands of blood continued to overflow from the seven orifices.
The halo of light flows on the surface of the body, and the power of the demonic spirit in the body operates simultaneously according to the magic formula and the method of cultivation, desperately resisting the huge pressure from all around.
At this moment, the power on Mo Zhiyao's body had reached the point where he could easily crush the spiritual weapon.
The Nayu Mo Zhiyao on his body was left with the Shadow Windwing Bat, otherwise it would have been destroyed by this terrifying pressure.
One foot two feet three feet Mo Zhiyao's eyes showed madness.
He didn't care about the worsening injuries in his body and dived deeper inch by inch.
Although the speed was slow, he was extremely determined.
On the thirteenth day, Mo Zhiyao finally set foot a thousand feet away.
The bloodshot eyes overflowing from his seven orifices made his originally handsome face look extremely hideous and terrifying.
Sitting cross-legged, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were firm.
There was a faint halo flowing on the skin of Mo Zhiyao's body.
The cultivation of the Demonic Golden Body was already close to success.
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During the thirteen days of diving into the Dead Sea, Mo Zhiyao squeezed his potential to the extreme and broke through his limits.
Thirteen days of squeezing by the Dead Sea not only allowed Mo Zhiyao to successfully cultivate the Heavenly Demon's Golden Body, but also increased his physical strength to an unimaginable level.
Looking down, there was a thin line between him and a huge, silver-white silhouette with red eyes and a ferocious expression dancing back and forth at Mo Zhiyao's feet.
In the bloody mouth, two rows of teeth as sharp as knives kept biting, and the eyes looking at Mo Zhiyao were full of cold-blooded killing intent and bloodthirsty greed.
Underneath this ominous dragon shadow, there is a hexagonal crystal the size of a human head.
Cang Lan Xuan Bing Jiao’s Yuan Shen Essence A cold look appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and he looked at him for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and concentrated on cultivating the Heavenly Demon's Golden Body.
Mo Zhiyao knew that as soon as he stepped out of the Dead Sea, it would disappear, so the top priority was to successfully cultivate the Golden Body of the Demon Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Zhiyao, who had been sitting cross-legged, slowly stretched out and floated in the sea.
A halo of silver and black emerged from Mo Zhiyao's feet, slowly moved upward, passed through his body, and finally disappeared on Mo Zhiyao's head.
Wherever the halo passes, flesh, flesh, muscles, bones, and meridians all become as crystal clear as jade.
Through the skin, you can even see the conditions inside the body, as if it has become transparent.
After a while, it slowly returns to normal.
The halo disappeared, and Mo Zhiyao slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were as bright as stars, his eyes were deep and clear, and the corners of his mouth raised a curve.
The Demonic Golden Body is completed and the Jade Body is successfully cultivated The body sank and passed through a line of water below.
Mo Zhiyao entered the space under the Dead Sea.
After passing through the Dead Sea, After leaving the Dead Sea, the terrifying pressure around him suddenly disappeared.
Mo Zhiyao had the illusion that he couldn't feel his own weight, and his body was so light that it seemed as if he didn't exist at all.
"Roar!"
The phantom of the Canglan Xuanbing Jiao, which had been hovering below, roared, facing Mo Zhiyao with its ferocious mouth, and suddenly pounced down.
Looking up at the phantom of Canglan Xuanbing Jiao coming towards him, Mo Zhiyao concentrated his mind, his expression became cold, and a slight chill ran through his eyes.
When the bloody giant mouth was only half a foot away from the top of the head, a loud shout rose into the sky.
"You dare to bite me" The murderous intent soaring to the sky, the cold eyes, and the unparalleled momentum exuded by Mo Zhiyao made the shadow of the Canglan Xuanbing Jiao suddenly stop in mid-air.
The young man in front of him gave him an unprecedented chill in his heart.
A fierce look shot out from Mo Zhiyao's eyes, looking directly at the shadow of Canglan Xuanbingjiao.
The two faint words "seeking death" came from Mo Zhiyao's mouth.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Mo Zhiyao punched out with such extreme force that the air could not bear it, causing a sonic boom.
"唳" A shrill scream sounded, and the phantom of Canglan Xuanbingjiao was scattered by Mo Zhiyao's punch.
"Come here!"
With a sharp shout, Mo Zhiyao opened his right fist, his fingers turned into claws, and a fierce suction force was released, sucking the hexagonal crystal below into his palm.
Among the crystals, one can clearly see the figure of Canglan Xuanbing Jiao, circling crazily in it.
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes, and the space around the crystal suddenly became distorted, and invisible waves rushed into the crystal crazily.
"Ah" an even more piercing scream sounded out, and the Canglan Xuanbingjiao spirit danced wildly in the crystal stone like crazy, but under the spell of Mo Zhiyao's magic sound, it was just struggling to death.
The violent dragon has developed its own spirituality, that is, it has its own consciousness, but compared with the soul of the Canglan Xuanbing dragon, it is thousands of miles away.
Mo Zhiyao must first erase the consciousness of the soul of the Canglan Xuanbing Jiao, lest it become the guest and swallow up the soul of the ruthless dragon after the fusion.
Less than half an hour later, the figure of Canglan Xuanbingjiao in the crystal stopped, and its originally ferocious eyes became hollow.
It was obvious that Mo Zhiyao had completely wiped out his consciousness.
"Humph" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, landed on the ground, and his eyes fell on the two jade slips and a small blue seal placed on the ground.
"Whoa!"
A sound broke through the air behind him, and two figures, one black and one red, fell behind Mo Zhiyao.
The "master" Shadow Windwing Bat came to Mo Zhiyao's side, his expression filled with incomparable ecstasy and excitement, and even his body was trembling slightly, which showed how excited he was in his heart.
"Congratulations, master, I knew you would succeed."
"Yes."
Mo Zhiyao nodded slightly, looking at the Shadow Windwing Bat with a rare softness in his eyes.
The Shadow Windwing Bat has been loyal since its surrender, which made Mo Zhiyao extremely satisfied.
The "master" Yuancang Artifact Spirit came to Mo Zhiyao, bowed deeply and saluted, his expression was extremely respectful, and there was strong shock in his eyes.
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The Dead Sea above disappeared because Mo Zhiyao successfully broke through, so the Shadow Windwing Bat and the Resentful Blue Artifact Spirit could also come here smoothly.
"I'm convinced."
The soft color in Mo Zhiyao's eyes instantly disappeared, and he asked in a cold voice.
"I'm convinced."
There was a hint of shame on the face of Resent Cang Qi Ling, "This old slave is blind, please don't take it to heart."
Mo Zhiyao raised the corner of his mouth to one side, knowing that the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit was completely convinced this time and had no other thoughts.
Every spiritual treasure has its own pride, just like the arrogant Nine Colors.
Now he didn't even look at Mo Zhiyao.
If it weren't for Mo Zhiyao passing the test left by her old master, I'm afraid Mo Zhiyao would have thought I can't even see her.
Even though Mo Zhiyao passed the test of her old master, she still refused to surrender.
The so-called personal test obviously had an element of making things difficult.
The same is true for the Resentful Cangjia.
Although Mo Zhiyao recognized him as his master, it was because he wanted to leave here and was not particularly willing in his heart, so he tried his best to dissuade Mo Zhiyao from coming to the Dead Sea.
It can be said that deep down in his heart, he didn't think highly of Mo Zhiyao at all.
But now, Mo Zhiyao has successfully passed the test of the Dead Sea, so that he no longer dares to look down upon him and is willing to accept Mo Zhiyao as his master.
"Old man, I didn't expect that you and I would actually meet again.
I thought I would never have the chance to see you in this life."
A voice as clear as a lark sounded.
Mo Zhiyao turned his head and saw that there was a little blue man on the other side.
Above the seal, a pretty girl stood in the sky.
The girl is wearing a blue one-piece dress, with a pretty face, long hair reaching her waist, and a pair of big watery eyes, the pupils of which are actually dark blue, and her eyes are as clear as a clear spring.
There is a naughty smile on his face, giving him a quirky look.
"Xiaoqiong, don't be ridiculous, come here and pay homage to the master."
When the Resentful Cang Artifact Spirit saw the girl, a hint of excitement suddenly appeared on his face, but then he quickly calmed down and shouted.
"Why are you so anxious?
Could it be that he can still run away?"
The girl's big eyes flickered, and her gaze with curiosity fell on Mo Zhiyao.
She looked at him carefully and ignored the resentful Cang Qi Ling whose face changed drastically. .
He just floated in front of Mo Zhiyao, his eyes curved into a pair of crescents, and when he smiled, two small dimples appeared on both sides of his cheeks.
He said to Mo Zhiyao in a sweet voice: "It's okay for me to recognize you as your master, but You have to answer me a question first."
"You ask."
Looking at the girl floating in front of him, Mo Zhiyao looked as normal and said coldly.
"Will you love me in the future?"
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