The Lord of Ghost

That day, Gu Yue You Meng interrupted at the perfect time, just when the high priest was about to succeed.

Afterwards, the high priest's "soul transfer method" was interrupted, but after all, he was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, so he still had some tricks.

But what was unexpected was that after entering Mo Li's soul space, the high priest lay in a corner as if dead.

Until Mo Li swallowed the [Reshaping Pill], and the miraculous power awakened the high priest.

After all, it was tempered by the legendary ten heavenly thunders, and the Tao contained in it actually awakened the high priest, and the old appearance was supplemented with vitality, but it was still a strange insect with the appearance of an old man.

"Hey, old man, are you awake?"

The high priest glanced at Mo Li and said nothing.

"Don't speak? That's fine."

After the voice fell, Mo Li turned his soul into a purple string and strangled the high priest.

Seeing this. The high priest was in a panic, squirming his lower body, trying to dodge, shouting: "Wait!"

"Oh? Are you willing to talk? If I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know what you are in?"

"Tell me, why can you appear in my soul?"

The high priest was panting, and it was obvious that the intense activity was a bit too much for him.

"My magic was interrupted, and I should have died, but your soul was abnormal and was able to stay here."

Mo Li looked at it for a while, called his soul, and found that there were thin lines wrapped around the high priest.

After breaking a thin line, he found that the high priest suddenly screamed in pain.

"Is your life bound to my soul?"

The high priest grimaced in pain, and his face was not good: "The method of soul transfer is against the will of heaven. This situation is unexpected. Do you think I am willing?"

At this point, the high priest had to lower his tone.

Living under someone else's roof, he had to change his attitude.

"Very good!" Mo Li smiled slightly. The old man who broke through the limit of lifespan was bound to him, and suddenly found that it was not so bad.

And he found that others could not detect the existence of the high priest.

It seemed that only he could see it.

"Old man, let me ask you a question. Is there any way to remove the life Gu in my body?"

He always remembered that Gu Yue You Meng had planted a life Gu in him. He particularly disliked this feeling and kept remembering it.

The high priest was silent for a while and said: "The life Gu in your body is very special, and I can't get rid of it."

Mo Li: "Can't get rid of it? Then what's the use of you?"

Then, his consciousness turned into two fingers, and with a burst, the high priest was bounced away.

"You! Kid you!"

"My name is Mo Li, get your position, old man!"

Then, he bounced the high priest again.

Mo Li: "I never hold grudges, I just think it's fun! You wanted to occupy my body at the beginning, I forgot!"

Then, he bounced again.

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One month later

The reshaped body showed its terrible qualities. Between the mountains where the spiritual energy was still abundant, a gathering airflow formed within a radius of 100 miles. The airflow was like a huge funnel sucking in, and the center was Mo Li who was sitting cross-legged.

"Have I reached the limit?" He murmured to himself.

In the past month, he fought frantically, using scars to fill the limit of breaking through the flesh and blood.

Even the high priest felt that this guy was playing with his life.

With only the [Physical Realm], Mo Li dared to cross the [Shenzang Realm] and challenge the black and white bears in the early stage of the [Spiritual Sea Realm] with pure flesh and blood.

The four huge claw marks on his chest that injured his ribs and the bear paws beside him were the best witnesses.

The process was extremely dangerous and he almost died from the bear's claws several times.

After all, the gap in realm was there.

Fortunately, he relied on the [Floating Clouds and Shadows] method and the [Xuanhuang Wood Skill] method he got from Xuanmiao Peak and Xuanling Peak to drag the black and white bears to death.

【Floating Clouds】, a peak-stabilizing technique of Xuanmiao Peak, is said to have been created by a female saint in Xuanyang Holy Land a long time ago. If one reaches a high level, one can escape the perception of the divine consciousness, allowing the body to merge into the void and turn into nothingness.

【Xuanhuang Wood Skill】, a special self-healing technique of Xuanling Peak, is mainly used to recover from injuries.

In the early stage, it can make the skin as hard as a tree, full of vitality, and accelerate the recovery of injuries; in the middle stage, it accelerates the circulation of spiritual energy in the spiritual veins and forms a special circulation vein; in the late stage, a series of spiritual energy vortices are formed in the body, and the vitality is surging like the sea.

He has read the original book and knows that this pretty good technique will undergo earth-shaking changes in Qin Yang's hands.

Because Qin Yang has one of the nine spiritual roots in the world, when he runs this technique, the spiritual root will help him recreate a new spiritual vein, just like a tree root that grows in the soil of flesh and blood, to achieve the best and most suitable running trajectory, that is, to form a new treasure technique secret method.

Mo Li knew how hard it would be to kill Qin Yang at that time, and he was even tougher than cockroaches.

Soon, after absorbing the spiritual energy around him, he stood up and clenched his fists.

Now, he has a huge force between his fists, which is nearly 90,000 pounds.

In ancient times, the offspring of the real dragon only weighed about 100,000 pounds. Although there is still a gap, this is the maximum limit he can do.

However, he felt that he could be stronger.

So, another month passed, and every day he was either fighting with fierce beasts or on the way to fight.

He was tireless like a madman, and every time he took a bath, the most contaminated thing was dried blood.

"Crack", after twisting off the head of a [Spiritual Sea Middle Stage] Blood Demon Wolf, Mo Li dragged his broken body and began to practice [Xuanhuang Wood Skill] to recover from his injuries.

Mo Li sat cross-legged in meditation, absorbing the endless air of plants and trees in the mountains into his body, which turned into the essence of life force after absorption, repairing the scratches that pierced his chest.

"Have you reached the limit of your body?"

His body could no longer make any progress, and the limit of strength stopped at 95,000 jin.

In ancient times, the real monster's physical strength of 100,000 jin was just the foundation.

He could also reach 100,000 jin of physical strength, but this required great luck and huge resources. Now he was short of resources, and it could be said that he was doing very well with just the initial physical limit strength.

After a helpless sigh, he could only choose to break through.

Then, the water cup that was overflowing with the limit broke and turned into a river, and came to the [Shenzang Realm].

The so-called [Shenzang Realm] is to temper the five internal organs and build a body like a god, laying the foundation for the next realm.

In the past generations of the mortal world, some people have made astonishing achievements in this realm.

There are peerless evildoers who forged the five internal organs to the limit, and each of them hides a god. In his youth, he was as brilliant as the young emperor and suppressed an era.

There are also evildoers who forged the five internal organs to correspond to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Each of them contains endless and magnificent power, which can be called the young heavenly master.

He remembered that Qin Yang accidentally obtained a broken spiritual root in the [Physical Realm]. Then the spiritual root took root and grew in his body, with flesh and blood as the base soil, branching out, and the branches that were pulled out were all new veins. There was a phantom of the spiritual root in the body, and the five internal organs were shining under the cover of the spiritual root.

Qin Yang broke through the [Physical Realm], and the number of thunder tribulations broke through the extreme number of nine, reaching ten. His foundation was so solid that it was unimaginable, and he was not inferior to the peerless evildoers of ancient times.

At this moment, Mo Li was a little curious about how strong his thunder tribulation could be.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and the lightning flashed for tens of thousands of miles. In the thunderclouds, lightning snakes emerged and swam wantonly.

Looking at the range of this thundercloud, it seemed to be only about 90,000 miles.

He was a little dissatisfied.

The real peerless evildoers, those who suppressed an era, each thunder tribulation was 100,000 miles or even larger. He was only close to 90,000 miles, and he was still far from being a peerless evildoer.

He remembered that Qin Yang was at least 120,000 miles. His foundation was so solid that even the emperor was not as strong as him when he was young.

"Sure enough, there is still a lot of difference."3

At that time, the swirling and huge thunder fell like a waterfall. Mo Li was bathed in the thunder light, and his crystal clear body was shining. His flesh played the magical effect of removing impurities and retaining essence, and began to absorb the violent spiritual energy in the thunder waterfall.

The first thunder tribulation, tickled.

The second thunder tribulation, tickled.

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The eighth thunder tribulation, Mo Li did not change his face.

Mo Li felt pressured by the ninth thunder tribulation, but it would disappear after this thunder tribulation.

Because there are only nine thunder tribulations in the world within a hundred thousand miles, the tenth thunder tribulation is a sign of evildoers, and the Purple Sky Small Divine Thunder will descend in the [Physical Realm]. The silver lightning will be stained purple, and its power will be even greater, tempering the flesh and bones.

And Mo Li's ninth thunder is still silver-white.

"Huh..." As the turbid air was exhaled, the ninth thunder ended.

However, Mo Li found something wrong and frowned.

Because the thunderclouds in the sky had not dissipated for a long time, it was brewing something, and the silver lightning began to change color.

"Wait, what is that?"

"What the hell, is this a thunder tribulation in the physical realm?"

Mo Li's mouth twitched, unbelievable.

Did he see the Purple Sky Divine Thunder?

No, he saw the purple Purple Sky Divine Thunder, stained with a wisp of light gold.

"That's the Purple Sky Golden Thunder!!" Mo Li thought it was outrageous.

This thing is absolutely impossible to appear in the [Physical Realm].

"No, this is not even on the same level, are you going to kill me?"

At that moment, Mo Li felt his scalp tingling.

Who would dare to believe that Zixiao Jinlei hunted for breakthroughs in the [Physical Realm]?