Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 310: All the Ghost Kings Resent!Yan Shuangying was born (two in one)

The grievances of the ten directions entered my body, and the domineering magic skills have been fully cultivated.

The huge underground palace shook violently, and the strong resentment surged like a wave, turbulent and turbulent, with Li Mo as the center, a huge vortex was formed and poured in.

rumbling...

The ear-piercing sound burst into the sky, and the grievances poured into Li Mo's body crazily. The dragon's spine was shaking, and the limbs were entangled.

From the dantian, a strange rhythm came out, Xuantiandao's fetal gas glowed with a purple luster, and the sleeping spirit seedling suddenly woke up, like a hungry baby, frantically devouring the resentment accumulated for nearly a thousand years.

"This is... Li Mo..."

Ji Shi's eyelids twitched, and a deep solemn expression appeared on his pale face.

All kinds of grievances are bound together, hundreds of veins cultivate gods, psychics cultivate seedlings, and borrow falsehoods to cultivate the truth.

For ordinary monks, the resentment accumulated for thousands of years is like the poison of samadhi and the harm of the five elements. Once it enters the body, it burns all the five internal organs, destroys all the veins, cuts off the spiritual seedlings, and completely destroys the cultivation base.

This is the calamity of many grievances, and the difficulty of practicing.

However, at this moment, Li Mo stood still like an inhuman, like an old devil, swallowing grievances from all directions, and cultivating that mysterious mysterious body.

Endless grievances continue to refine the physical body, and that body can almost be broken dozens of times with every breath, but the next moment, the rolling essence seeps out from the "leakage", and is reborn in the purple mist, as if it was a good fortune No matter how long it is, it will be reborn.

"Hunyuan True Demon Art."

At this moment, Li Mo was running the [Hunyuan True Demon Art], this mysterious method can use all matter and power to temper the body and make it indestructible.

Although the millennium resentment is dangerous, but Li Mo has [Xuantian Dao Fetal Qi] to protect the pass, which can regenerate good fortune between life and death, so as to master the essence of [Hunyuan True Demon Art], the resentment from ten directions enters the body, and cultivates the truth through falsehood Rebirth.

"Senior brother..."

Yan Zixia's beautiful eyes widened, her amazed eyes stared at the figure in front of her for a moment, and the scene of Luofu Mountain in the past flashed forward like light and shadow.

Li Mo, he is no longer the little junior who needs to be by his side.

Now, he is the most amazing disciple of Luofu Mountain since the Black Sword. He has lived for three hundred years, and his edge is still undefeated in this life.

Now, he is the leader of this year's new list in Xuantian Pavilion, who knows that he is unknown, and once the sound is heard, the world is shocked.

Now, he is the envoy of the Hongmen Overseer, and he lives in Miao with his cultivation base, and his mysterious skills frighten demons.

This kind of Li Mo is already strong enough to stand in front of Yan Zixia, her aura is earth-shattering, and her aura is like thunder.

"Impossible... How is this possible... Who is he? He can swallow a thousand years of resentment into himself!?"

In the shadows, Tang Jizhou looked at the scene in front of him, his originally calm face twitched uncontrollably, he really couldn't accept this reality.

Cultivate that this body is not that body, and evil spirits can also ascend to Xuanzhen.

Such methods should never appear on a person who lives in the seedling state. He is able to cultivate his life, swallow the energy of decay and ruin in a young age, and refine the mysterious art... He only heard about such things as the first generation of Xuantian Pavilion. The host has done it.

"Being right is enlightened, and evil is also enlightened... Sitting and forgetting where the floating clouds are, there is no difference in my eyes..."

Tang Jizhou whispered to the man and woman, and a passage from the first owner of Xuantian Pavilion appeared in his mind.

Everything in the world is for my own use, and the grievances can also be used as medicine.

"Who is he?" Tang Jizhou gritted his teeth.

"Li Mo!"

Qiu Baichi's eyes were cold, staring fixedly at the figure standing in the center of the sky full of resentment.

Endless black streamers flowed under Li Mo's skin, like blood, his skin continued to fall off like stone chips, and the newborn body glowed with crystals, rippling with a strong vitality.

"Little devil... really made you a character." Qiu Baichi clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Heitian died, and the Black Mountain old demon was conceived from that body, and then he was reincarnated again, becoming Qi Yu, and entered Luofu Mountain for the purpose of subduing the demon seal.

He was reincarnated in three generations, and all his calculations and schemes failed because of Li Mo. Even on the way to enter the Xuantian Pavilion, he still had difficulty fighting for the front, and finally ended up dead.

If it weren't for Chu Nianxin's step by step, he might not be able to stand here again today.

"Li Mo!? He is the leader of the new list in Xuantian Pavilion...the new military governor from Hongmen!?" Tang Jizhou was slightly moved.

As a disciple of Tianshi Mansion, he has naturally heard of Li Mo's name.

In the past few days, this name was very popular, and the heirs who were as strong as the five great mountain gates were all overshadowed, dying and hurting.

"How long has this kid been in Beijing? Has he gradually become popular?"

Tang Jizhou's face was serious. Although he was at the "Shangmiao Realm", he was still a bit higher than Li Mo.

But right now, the terrifying talent displayed by Li Mo made him feel a little emotional, swallowing all the grievances with his body, even if the [Shangmiao Jing] monks can accommodate different kinds of energy, they dare not take such a risk.

You know, this is a backlog of grievances that have been bred for more than 900 years, just like a mouthful of yellow pus old phlegm in the throat of a thousand-year-old corpse, whoever steps on the horse to swallow it! ?

"This kid has blocked the calamity, and it seems that he is going to take that opportunity."

Murderous intent suddenly appeared in Tang Jizhou's eyes, and the spiritual energy in his body was rolling, and he was about to make a move.

As far as the monster left by the celestial master, he is determined to get it, no matter what, it is impossible to let it fall into the hands of others.

"How can it be so easy? If he wants to succeed, he will save his life."

Qiu Baichi sneered, but Han Che's eyes remained motionless.

rumbling...

At this moment, all the grievances in the underground palace dissipated and were swallowed up by Li Mo.

At the dantian, the spirit seedlings vibrated, and the gray aura became stronger and stronger, and it was actually entangled with the purple [Xuantian Dao Fetal Qi].

The originally immature newborn spirit seedling has more than doubled in size.

In addition, Li Mo's body sent out terrifying fluctuations, a dark and silent breath entangled his limbs, the dragon's spine trembled, and there was the sound of swords, and his deep eyes seemed like a cold pool, which was a little more cold and weird than before. the taste of.

"He refined all the resentment here..."

Master Ji was dumbfounded when he saw it. It was said in the ancient book that there is nothing out of nothing to make alchemy, and to take the void directly as a great medicine... In ancient times, those monks learned from the world and nourished all things, even if they ate Qi, they could not die.

In that mysterious realm, there is no good or evil, no yin and yang, everything is fake, and it is just a way to cultivate the truth.

Now, from Li Mo's body, he actually felt a little charm recorded in ancient Taoism books.

"As he said...Li Mo...they are really different."

Ji Shi murmured softly, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Hunyuan True Demon Art is really powerful..."

Li Mo felt the changes in himself. At this moment, he felt the strength of this body, unprecedented, as if it was omnipotent.

Inspired by the [Hunyuan True Demon Art], Li Mo's living environment finally showed a terrifying side.

In fact, after he released Kui Gang that day, awakened this method, and devoured and absorbed Yuan Changqing, Li Mo saw the terrifying potential of [Hunyuan True Demon Art].

Today, with a small test, even the grievances that have accumulated for nearly a thousand years can be swallowed like medicine.

"Junior Brother...I really didn't expect you to..."

At this moment, Yan Zixia came up, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, but she was filled with mixed feelings for a moment.

"Senior sister, wait a minute."

Li Mo did not turn his head, staring at the nine-story high platform.

Roar……

Suddenly, a burst of angry roar resounded suddenly, like the roar of a ferocious beast, prestige and hunting, violently scattered the soaring smoke and dust.

"That is……"

Yan Zixia instinctively sensed the deep danger, looked up, but saw a gloomy figure standing on the high platform.

That figure was like wearing a black cloak, not revealing anything at all, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, only the endless cold and resentment kept impacting the surroundings.

Where he stood, even the nine-story high platform began to become mottled and collapsed.

"The grievances have turned into ghosts... After more than 900 years of accumulation, a ghost has finally been raised..." Ji Shi said in a deep voice.

In the depths of the underground palace, the sun is hard to see. How can such a strong resentment be born by that monster without strange behavior! ?

"All the ghost kings complain!"

"You already knew?"

In the shadows, Tang Jizhou looked at Qiu Baichi. At this moment, he seemed to have a new understanding of the prison gate steward.

"I'm more sensitive to ghosts than anyone else..."

Qiu Baichi said coldly: "Li Mo... I'll see how you can pass this test."

This kind of ghost is different from ordinary ones, as if raised in nature, entangled with grievances, conceived for thousands of years, and only formed after the gestation of that monster, its strength is unimaginable.

Even a master like Tang Jizhou felt a little pressure from such a distance.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the nine-storey high platform shattered suddenly, and the ghost kings of resentment stood in the air. Hei Jue's figure looked strange and terrifying, and his scarlet eyes slowly opened at this moment, looking down at Li Mo and others indifferently.

With just one glance, Master Ji fell into the ice cave, an indescribable chill rose in his heart, and the spiritual breath in his body froze.

The eyes of the Ghost King of All Resentments were full of indifference, and there seemed to be nothing else in his line of sight.

He turned around slowly, and stretched out his thin and black palms slowly, reaching for the broken skin.

"He wants to take the treasure." Yan Zixia cried out.

The Ghost King of All Resentments was born from the spirit of all resentments, and was born with that monster.

In his eyes, that monster should belong to him.

"Young brat..."

At this moment, Li Mo's figure suddenly exploded in mid-air, and all the ghost kings suddenly raised their heads, a shadow pressed down, and the terrifying force crushed the surrounding air to burst, and the flames fluttered and fell into the sky.

"Li Mo..."

"Senior sister, take the treasure."

Roar……

The scarlet eyes of the Ghost King of All Resentments suddenly became brighter, and the withered arm suddenly thrust out, like a startled dragon poking a hole, and hit Li Mo's chest.

Senran resentment entangled between the fingers and claws, the spiritual light was shattered, and the surrounding air was distorted and became dull.

The piercing sound echoed in every corner of the underground palace.

Such a terrifying power, when the mind suddenly rises, it will grab people first, even the physical body living in the Miao state can hardly resist, and the body is smashed to pieces, right in front of your eyes.

"Li Mo..." Yan Zixia's face turned pale, and she couldn't help crying out.

rumbling...

The sharp claws of the Ghost King of Resentment hit Li Mo's chest like thunder, and the heavy resentment poured down like a flood, rumbling.

The dull sound was like a pig crashing into a big tree... The strange thing was that the big tree stood still by its roots.

"you……"

The ghost kings of all grievances suddenly raised their heads, and there was a complex expression of shock and doubt in their scarlet eyes.

Li Mo came in the air, letting the resentment wash away, his body seemed to be a bottomless pit, his body squirmed and swallowed everything.

Even the terrifying black sharp claws couldn't break through his flesh.

"His physical body is so strong?"

Tang Jizhou roared in shock, it was unbelievable.

Even though the ghost's aura is hidden deep in the shadows, he can still perceive it, and it bites his bones, especially the resentment originating from his own life, which has just accumulated and dissipated, devouring vitality and corroding everything, which is more terrifying than ordinary spirit soldiers .

"This freak..."

Qiu Baichi's eyes were cold, and a trace of uneasiness and doubt flashed across Li Mo's eyes.

As Heitian, this is not the first time that Li Mo has shown unexpected performance.

Such a performance really shouldn't appear on a human teenager.

"Young brat...you are too weak."

Li Mo's voice was cold and ruthless, he flicked his fingers, and the strong wind blew by, and the gloomy and lonely arm flew high, and the terrifying resentment sprayed like blood.

Roar……

The resentful ghost king let out a terrifying roar, and his figure turned into a gust of wind, and he retreated crazily, wanting to stay away from Li Mo.

"God has the virtue of good life..."

At this moment, Li Mo's voice suddenly sounded behind the ghost kings.

The scarlet eyes of the Ghost King of All Resentments trembled suddenly, and in his sight, there was only an afterimage where Li Mo had stood.

Roar……

The turbulent resentment soared into the sky, turning into a grimace that seemed to be crying but not crying, and pressed behind him.

bang bang bang...

The loud noise soared into the sky, and amidst the bursting flames, Li Mo came across the air, with no fireworks on his body, and no expression on his indifferent face.

"How could it be so strong? Just ignore it?"

Tang Jizhou's face couldn't help but tremble twice. At this moment, he couldn't understand the new leader of the list.

"Is this his true strength?"

At the corner, Yu Zhaoyue raised her head and looked into the distance, with deep fear and shock in her bright eyes.

At this moment, this charming girl from the Tianshi Mansion really saw the terrifying aspect of the leader of the new list in Xuantian Pavilion.

"Don't worry... I never kill..."

Li Mo's palm fell slowly, seemingly slowly, but in the eyes of the resentful ghost kings, it was like a flash of lightning piercing the sky in the dark night.

With a single thought, Li Mo's palm landed on his head.

In an instant, his life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the heads of the resentful ghost kings shattered, turning into pure resentment.

"Cruel God... so heartless..."

Li Mo sighed, shook his head compassionately, and immediately opened his mouth to swallow. The remnants of the resentful ghost kings were like a big medicine, turning into vigorous resentment and pouring into Li Mo's body.

At the dantian, the spiritual seedlings were nourished, and Li Mo's physical body was rolling and vibrating, frantically transforming the essence and strengthening the body.

His muscles vibrate like a horned dragon, although they are not thick, but every fiber is like a dragon's tendons, containing terrifying power.

"He has transformed again..."

Ji Shi's face was slightly condensed, and Li Mo seemed to have stepped into a new level after devouring and refining the resentful ghost kings.

At this moment, his whole body was soaked in strong resentment, and the vigorous energy seemed to grow in his body like a golden light.

This is a very special metamorphosis.

"It's now……"

Suddenly, Qiu Baichi's voice sounded from the shadows.

Before the words were finished, Tang Jizhou had already appeared in front of Yan Zixia. The ancient pouch had long been weathered, and the fragments were flying, and a sticky black light just landed in Yan Zixia's hand.

"This monster is still mine after all..." Tang Jizhou laughed sharply.

wow wow wow...

At this moment, a piercing cry came from Yan Zixia's side, and the next moment, a terrifying black light shot up into the sky, breaking through the quiet underground palace and the fortified celestial master's ancestral hall.

Under the blue sky, the scorching sun was in the sky, but the strange light leaped into the world like a disaster star, shaking the ten directions.

"Shuangying Yan...was finally born!!!"

(End of this chapter)