"Huh" let out a long breath of white breath.
Mo Zhiyao stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and sat down on the ground.
The beast soul transformation was not fully displayed, so Mo Zhiyao could disperse it.
On the shoulder, the livid Shadow Windwing Bat was panting heavily, with a look of fear in its eyes.
"Damn girl, if you were one step too late, I would be in trouble."
For the first time, Shadow Windwing Bat got angry at Xiaoqiong.
"Okay, isn't it okay?
Besides, I told you, this water element puppet will enter a violent state.
If you were not careful, you would be stupid and send yourself in to die."
Xiao Qiong's figure appeared aside, Say it without any sign of weakness.
However, there was also apology in his eyes.
Knowing Xiaoqiong's temper, Shadow Windwing Bat didn't really get angry at her.
He curled his lips and said nothing.
"The fusion was successful" Mo Zhiyao turned to look at Xiaoqiong and asked with excitement in his eyes.
"Not yet, it's just a preliminary integration."
Xiaoqiong's face became serious and she said to Mo Zhiyao.
"Master, for the next long period of time, I will fall into a state of sleep so that I can completely integrate this source of water spirit into myself.
At that time, I will be able to advance to a half-step virtual level spiritual treasure.
During this period of time , I’m afraid I can’t help you.”
Before, Mo Zhiyao did not expect to be able to obtain the source of water spirit in this ancient tomb of reincarnation, so it was completely unexpected that Xiaoqiong was about to fall asleep and could not participate in the battle.
At this juncture, the loss of Xiaoqiong's assistance had a huge impact on Mo Zhiyao.
But there was nothing that could be done about it, and Mo Zhiyao had no choice but to accept the reality.
"Okay, just focus on integrating and advancing, and don't worry about anything else."
Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment and nodded.
"It's an unexpected gain that you can obtain the source of water spirit.
As for the skeleton, do your best."
"I'm sorry, Master."
A look of apology appeared in Xiaoqiong's eyes.
That skeleton was extremely important to Mo Zhiyao.
The enemy Mo Zhiyao faces now is the Sixth Layer Hedao Overhaul "It's okay.
Even if you can't join the battle, it doesn't mean I won't get the skeleton."
Mo Zhiyao glanced at Xiaoqiong and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Lei Ao died in my hands.
That ghost Gu grandma is not necessarily any stronger than Lei Ao."
Mo Zhiyao's smile became cold and stern, with a fiery fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Until the end, we won't know who will win."
After recovering a little bit of his exhausted energy, Mo Zhiyao stood up and walked toward the exit.
"Okay, I've wasted a lot of time.
Let's move forward quickly.
I don't know what the next level will be like."
Xiao Qiong bit the corner of her mouth, with a deep touch in her eyes.
Then her figure faded away, returned to Mo Zhiyao's Nayu, and began to completely integrate the source of the water spirit.
At the end, a huge space teleportation vortex was suspended quietly in the air.
Mo Zhiyao slowly exhaled a white breath, kicked the ground with his feet, jumped up, and submerged into the vortex.
Upon entering your eyes, you'll see a patchwork of black and white lights and shadows, giving you a sense of confusion, and you'll instantly feel like you're lost and don't know where you are.
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Narrowing his eyes slightly, Mo Zhiyao eased his visual discomfort, and then looked around.
What unfolded in front of him was a passage that led to nowhere.
The square bricks on the surrounding walls were actually black and white and arranged in a very regular manner.
One black, one white, one black, one white.
The faint light flickering on it makes people feel heart palpitations for no reason.
Looking back, there was no teleportation vortex behind him.
Mo Zhiyao was currently in a passage.
Frowning his brows slightly, Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment, then walked deeper along the passage.
The entire passage seemed extremely quiet, as if you couldn't even feel the flow of air.
The dull black and white light and shadow gave people an invisible feeling of depression.
Even with Mo Zhiyuan's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart.
He walked cautiously along the passage, no matter how far he had walked, but the scenery in front of him remained unchanged, which gave Mo Zhiyao an unpleasant feeling.
Since entering this strange passage, Mo Zhiyao has not met anyone else.
Although the Yuan Gathering Water Spirit Formation is dangerous, no one can pass it.
But in this passage without any forks, no sound could be heard.
"Could it be that I walked too slowly and others have already passed here?"
Mo Zhiyao thought to himself with some hesitation.
"Then speed up and see where this passage leads."
After making up his mind, Mo Zhiyao immediately started to speed up.
He no longer moved forward slowly as before, but quickly swept deeper.
It was a straight passage with no forks in it, but Mo Zhiyao walked forward for a whole hour, and the scene in his eyes still did not change.
An uncontrollable irritation surged up in his heart like fire.
A sharp look flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and he punched the wall on one side fiercely.
"Bang" The imaginary scene of splashing gravel did not appear, but a cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and a broken body seemed to appear out of thin air and suddenly fell to the ground.
Mo Zhiyao suddenly shuddered and instinctively dodged to the side.
He closed his six senses on his shoulders and tried his best to heal the Shadow Wind Wing Bat.
He also suddenly opened his eyes.
One person and one beast looked at the arc-surrounded body on the ground with horrified eyes. body, and the shocking bloodstains on the ground.
"What's going on?"
The horror in Mo Zhiyao's heart could not be greater.
With his spiritual sense, he could not even notice that there was someone around him.
Looking at the wounds on the corpse, Mo Zhiyao was sure that it was his casual behavior just now.
One blow, killing this person.
However, a scene that made Mo Zhiyao even more horrified suddenly appeared in front of him.
Above the ground, two crystal threads, one black and one white, suddenly penetrated into the monk's body.
After some squirming, he actually pulled the monk out.
The monk's soul was dragged out of his body.
What is horrifying is that the monk Yuanshen who was dragged out of the body did not resist at all.
The expression on his face was dull and dull, and his eyes were hollow, like a walking corpse.
Only a faint trace could be seen in the deepest corners of his eyes.
The look of struggle.
Two silk threads pulled the monk's spirit to the ground.
Circles of water-like ripples appeared on the ground where black and white light and shadow intersected.
After the spirit was submerged, everything returned to normal.
If it weren't for the monk's body lying on the ground, Mo Zhiyao wouldn't be able to believe the strange scene he saw in front of him.
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"Master, this should be an illusory formation."
Yuan Cang's voice sounded in his heart, making Mo Zhiyao's heart tremble.
"What we see now is not the real scene."
"Looking at the monk just now, he must have fallen into an illusion, but he was not completely sunk yet, but he was accidentally killed by you, master.
This can be seen from the eyes of the monk just now."
Mo Zhiyao thought about it for a moment and realized that Yuan Cang was right.
There was a faint hint of struggle in the monk's soul, but he was too deep into the illusion and was unable to break free.
"This passage is indeed not that simple and dangerous.
It is even more dangerous than the previous two levels."
Mo Zhiyao bit the corner of his mouth, with deep horror in his eyes.
"Then where is the exit of this level?"
Mo Zhiyao looked forward and frowned tightly.
Mo Zhiyao knew nothing about illusions and formations.
Unintentionally, Mo Zhiyao's mood became irritable again.
"Master, your heart is confused."
Yuan Cang's words were like a basin of cold water flowing from Mo Zhiyao's head to his feet, making Mo Zhiyao suddenly wake up.
"The environment of this passage makes people feel irritable without knowing it, and then they fall into an illusion, lose their mind, and finally completely fall into the illusion, become a walking zombie, and lose the power to resist."
Mo Zhiyao calmed down.
Come and guess the key.
"I understand."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, then sat down cross-legged to calm down.
"Wind Wings, close the six senses and then heal."
Feng Yi nodded when he heard the words, turned off his sixth sense again, and tried his best to heal his wounds.
"Call" Mo Zhiyao's breathing became even as his mind calmed down, his Qi pulse became longer, and the eternal demonic essence in his chest slowly moved according to a certain pattern.
Close his eyes, get rid of distracting thoughts, and get rid of the influence caused by black and white light and shadow, and a subtle fluctuation appeared in Mo Zhiyao's induction.
Mo Zhiyao did not open his eyes because of this slight fluctuation, but let his spiritual sense extend along this subtle fluctuation until it reached the end, and the corner of Mo Zhiyao's mouth raised an arc.
There, there is a space teleportation vortex suspended.
Standing up, Mo Zhiyao still didn't open his eyes, but he took steps in one direction.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao's direction was no longer along the passage, but towards the opposite wall.
When Mo Zhiyao's body hit the flickering wall, a shocking sight appeared.
The wall that looked so real turned out to be just an image, and Mo Zhiyao passed through it easily.
A closer look at Mo Zhiyao's path revealed that it was not a straight line, but twists and turns, sometimes even circling in circles.
However, from beginning to end, Mo Zhiyao did not open his eyes, and the expression on his face looked extremely... calm.
After taking one step, Mo Zhiyao finally opened his eyes that had been closed, and a smile appeared on his face.
In front of him, there was a teleportation vortex suspended in mid-air, spinning quietly and endlessly.
"It's finally out."
Mo Zhiyao took a deep breath and put away the horror in his eyes.
Along the way, although Mo Zhiyao kept his eyes closed, he could actually see that the ground was covered with the corpses of no fewer than a thousand monks who had lost their souls.
Pushing the soles of his feet on the ground, Mo Zhiyao's figure disappeared into the spatial vortex: