"laugh" The harsh corrosive sound sounded, and Mo Zhiyao's scalp was numb as he looked at the place only a finger's away from his body.
The spiritual power of two colors, emerald green and black, were violently invading and corroding each other.
The pure transformed wood spirit continuously surged out of Mo Zhiyao's body, tightly wrapping his entire body in it, blocking out the death energy containing terrifying power, making it impossible for him to get even an inch inside. step.
Seeing that the transformed wood spirit could resist the erosion of the death energy, Mo Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief.
But on the skin on the surface of the body, a bright golden red luster circulates endlessly, and under the light, all the dragon and phoenix scales emerge.
The fate of the middle-aged man before was still vivid in his mind.
The horror of death in this black curtain of death made Mo Zhiyao quite frightened.
Therefore, the protective measures are also used to the greatest extent.
"The power of life and death are completely opposite.
They are as incompatible as fire and water."
Mo Zhiyao pushed his speed to the limit and swept forward while looking at the two spiritual powers that were violently corroding each other with flickering eyes.
"If you want to break through to the realm of transformation, you need to perfectly integrate the power of life and death to form a chain of life and death.
But now it seems that it is not an easy task to fuse these two spiritual powers together."
Now Mo Zhiyao has reached the realm of breaking through the sky of the Nine Patterns, and is only one step away from the level of transformation.
What is different from the previous eight lines of the Po Kong Realm is that as long as the cultivation level breaks through to the ninth line of the Po Kong Realm, the birth of death energy will begin in the body.
Death energy does not appear until you break through to the realm of transformation.
As for the monks who have reached this realm, all they have to do is accumulate the death energy in their bodies to the same level as the vitality, then condense and compress it, make it perfectly compatible, and finally turn it into a chain of life and death.
Once the chain of life and death is formed, it can break through to the early stage of transformation.
Regardless of whether it is a human monk or a monster, as long as there is life, there will be a continuous flow of life in the body.
Therefore, in this aspect, anger is not lacking for monks.
What is missing is just the energy of death.
Although this kind of death energy is born in the body after being promoted to the Nine Lines Breaking the Sky, the speed is quite slow.
It is quite difficult to accumulate enough to condense the chain of life and death.
Moreover, with each level promoted, the death energy required to condense the chain of life and death becomes more and more majestic.
Therefore, it takes a long time to improve each line of transformation realm.
Some monks spend nearly a hundred years before they can condense a chain of life and death.
Many people, until the end comes, fail to break through the realm of transformation and can only end with hatred.
Fortunately, this kind of death energy does not have to be born by oneself.
It can be obtained through some other means.
For example, you can find a place with strong death energy and absorb the death energy.
This is also the most common method.
Of course, there is another bloody way to obtain death energy, which is a large number of killings.
The death of every life will be accompanied by the birth of a trace of death energy.
The more direct and convenient way to obtain it is to kill the strong man in the realm of transformation and then seize the death energy from his body.
However, this method is quite dangerous.
Being able to elevate one's cultivation to the realm of transformation is no simple thing.
If you are not careful and fail to kill someone, you will be killed instead.
That will be a waste of money.
Therefore, this Shouyang Mountain Range has become a holy place for cultivation in the hearts of many strong people.
There are countless strong people who gather here to practice every day.
"As long as I can get the life-devouring swamp spirit and cooperate with the transformed wood spirit, after being promoted to the realm of transformation, the speed of cultivation will be extremely fast."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes showed a fiery color, and he slowly clenched his hands. .
"I must get the Life-devouring Swamp Spirit" "call out" Mo Zhiyao increased his speed to the extreme.
The friction caused by the high speed left a brilliant tail of fire behind him, evaporating a lot of the rich death energy around him.
And under his speed, he rushed out of the black curtain of death in just a few dozen breaths.
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After rushing out of the dark curtain, Mo Zhiyao stopped, looked back at the black waterfall hanging in the sky, exhaled lightly, slowly restrained the surging spiritual power on his body, and at the same time dispersed the dragon and phoenix scales on his skin. .
"Those Chu Xing'er and the others entered this place before me.
It seems I have to hurry up."
Turning around, Mo Zhiyao looked into the distance.
He didn't see any figure in his field of vision, and his eyes suddenly It flashed for a moment and I thought to myself.
Then, Mo Zhiyao no longer hesitated, and his figure flickered up, turning into a stream of light, and swept towards the depths of the area.
Mo Zhiyao was extremely fast, and with the guidance of the spiritual mark left by his Nine Tribulations ancestors, he did not take any wrong detours and rushed straight towards the final destination.
After a short period of time in such a hurry, Mo Zhiyao discovered that in front of him, he saw a few familiar figures.
Looking closer, it was Chu Xing'er, Yan Yang, Yue Shan and Li Kong.
Mo Zhiyao's arrival naturally attracted the attention of Chu Xing'er and the other four.
Several glances were immediately cast towards him.
When they found out that the person who came was Mo Zhiyao, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.
Obviously, they didn't expect that this unknown boy, whom they had never heard of, could successfully break through the black curtain of death.
After Chu Xing'er glanced at Mo Zhiyao lightly, she looked away.
Although she was a little shocked that the latter could actually come here, no matter who came, it had no impact on her.
Among the five places, she will definitely occupy one.
Yan Yang's slightly sharp gaze swept across Mo Zhiyao's body, with a look of interest in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then he turned his head.
Yue Shan, who was as strong as a small mountain, looked at Mo Zhiyao and smiled innocently, but deep in his eyes, there was a fleeting coldness.
And this coldness did not escape Mo Zhiyao's sharp gaze.
As for Li Kong, he turned his head slightly and moved his gaze towards Mo Zhiyao.
In his eyes, a dazzling light flashed.
After a moment, the sharpness gradually weakened and he took a deep look at Mo Zhiyao.
After a while, he slowly looked back.
In response to the different gazes of these people, Mo Zhiyao had an indifferent expression and his expression remained calm.
He took a step in the air, came to a place not far from them, and stood still.
Mo Zhiyao looked past these people and looked forward.
I could only see a thousand feet away in front of it, a black swamp that occupied the entire field of vision.
The rich death energy fluctuated, showing the state of smoke, lingering over the swamp, making the space there appear to be...
A weird state of distortion.
Moreover, Mo Zhiyao also discovered that on the surface of the death swamp, there was a layer of faint black waves that was slowly flowing.
"It seems that it is the so-called swamp of death."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed and his heart tightened slightly.
He could feel that from the boundless black swamp, an extremely palpitating death wave was emitting.
"Zhiyao, the spiritual mark left by the old master is in the deepest part of the death swamp."
Jiuse's voice sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart.
"Yes."
Mo Zhiyao nodded slightly, and then glanced at the four people in front of him.
The few people in front of them showed no signs of moving, as if they were waiting for something.
And just when Mo Zhiyao was a little confused, the sturdy Yue Shan suddenly said angrily: "Why is the Death Swamp this time different from previous years?
Not only is the position of the Black Death Screen wrong, but also the location of the Black Death Curtain is wrong.
The time for the Black Gangsha to dissipate has been delayed for so long. " "Why are you in a hurry?
We still have time anyway.
We can't get in even if the black evil is gone.
Besides, if someone else can break in here, we can finalize the number of people and avoid trouble."
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Yan Yang tilted his head and glanced at Yue Shan , said lightly.
At the same time, his eyes glanced at Mo Zhiyao seemingly unintentionally.
Mo Zhiyao's heart suddenly moved when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the waves slowly flowing on the surface of the Death Swamp.
It seems that that layer of ripples is the Black Gang Sha mentioned by Yan Yang.
And judging from what it means, if this black evil does not disperse, it will not be able to enter the depths of the death swamp.
At the same time, Mo Zhiyao also heard another layer of meaning in Yan Yang's words.
There are only five places to enter the depths of the Death Swamp.
If anyone else can pass through the Black Death Curtain, the number will exceed that number.
Yan Yang's intention is very obvious, he wants to completely confirm these five places.
"You're right, just wait a little longer."
Yue Shanhan smiled, nodded, and then glanced at Mo Zhiyao with deep meaning.
Mo Zhiyao lowered his eyes and turned a blind eye.
But there was a hint of coldness creeping up from the depths of his eyes.
"It seems that everyone thinks I'm a soft persimmon."
And while waiting so quietly, time passed quietly.
Half an hour later, Mo Zhiyao's expression suddenly changed.
At the same time, Yan Yang, Yue Shan and Li Kong in front turned their heads almost at the same time and looked behind, but Chu Xing'er did not react at all.
A pair of bright eyes, still looking coldly at the flowing black evil.
"call out" A sharp sound broke through the air, and a figure shot from behind.
In a few flashes, it stopped not far away from several people.
Mo Zhiyao had seen the person coming, and he was one of the people who had been standing in front of the black curtain of death.
Unexpectedly, after Mo Zhiyao, he also successfully broke through.
The person who came later wore yellow clothes and had a hideous scar on his face.
The scar extended from his left eye to the right side of his neck, as if his entire face was divided into two.
That scar is like a ferocious centipede, making this person look extremely fierce and formidable.
"Not bad, I didn't expect you, Han Wu, to be able to break through that dark curtain of death."
Yan Yang looked at the man and said with a faint smile, and then his eyes flickered.
"However, this way, there seems to be one more person here
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