Chapter 83 The Great Sword

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Mo Zhilan used the means of moving flowers and trees, poured mana into Tuobahong's body, and immediately felt that the pressure in his body was suddenly reduced.

Those mana that were supposed to explode her body all entered Tuoba Hong's body like a river.

At this time, Tuoba Hong had no expression of laughing at Mo Zhilan at all. There is no expression of pain, but an idiot's look.

The eyes are dull, and there is an unnatural tranquility on the face. This shows that his will was erased in an instant and turned into a walking corpse.

The danger of moving flowers and trees was so dangerous that Mo Zhilan was still shocked.

As time went by, the chaotic light became weaker and weaker. Tuoba Hong's body began to expand abnormally. Originally, a very handsome Shura suddenly turned into a large toad. The body is round.

Bum!

Rise to the limit and only hear a bang. Tuoba Hong's body was completely blown up by mana and turned into a bloody rain all over the sky.

However, these bloody rains did not drip on Mo Zhilan. At the moment when the blood rain fell, the hot breath of the nine suns evaporated the blood rain. Then a large dark cloud gathered in the sky.

The bloody thunder flashed inside, and then it rained heavily. Each raindrop is crystal clear and pure, which contains a strong aura.

The rain fell on the ground, and the black land came with magnificent vitality. The buds broke through the soil and grew into towering trees and green vines in an instant. Looking around, the originally desolate seven-killing monument is full of vegetation and the fragrance of flowers.

It's just that the good times are not good. It's very fast, under the fierce steaming of the nine suns. The lush vegetation all withered and yellow, and the drought died on the ground. It became part of the swamp.

"The world is not complete in the Seven Kills Monument. I just master the basic structure of the world. The other details are the responsibility of the other six artifacts. What you just saw is just a normal cycle caused by the magnificent power in Tuoba Hong's body.

King Andi seemed to be afraid that Mo Zhilan would not explain, and said slowly, "The normal cycle is the fundamental cycle of the world. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, spring goes and autumn comes, high temperature and rain, etc. In the past, the Seven Kill Monument was a complete world, in which there were many human dynasties, and there were also many demons in the Land. Provide a wish for the killing emperor.

When King Andi spoke, Mo Zhilan only felt that the mana in his body had reached a mysterious state. Practice the falsehood and make it come true, and refine the mana into a tangible and qualitative true qi.

"Ah! Ah..."

Mo Zhilan looked up to the sky and roared fiercely, and the mana of chaotic colors spread around him. The mana rolled and kept sweeping, and the surrounding land was abruptly raised by a layer.

"Lin, soldier, fighting, person, all, column, array, in, front." Mo Zhilan flew up from the round pit, spit out the truth, and nine chaotic characters were printed out.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the sand flew away, and a hill was directly razed to the ground.

After he practiced Zhenqi, his mana was more than ten times stronger than the original. Moreover, in the mana, there is a combination of light and darkness, the initial artistic conception of heaven and earth. And a deep domineering atmosphere.

"King Andi, my current mana can almost pull up nearly 3,000 horses. Close to a master of the Kangqi Realm, you can compete head-on. Even without the help of magic weapons, you can fight with a master of the Kangqi Realm. Mo Zhilan felt every change in his body and said to King Andu.

"Yes, that's right. There is also a difference between the quality of true qi. Like the ordinary wood magic power, the true qi cultivated by collecting the qi of plants and trees is definitely not as strong as absorbing the strength of Kunlun divine wood. Similarly, if you absorb the evil yin qi and cultivate the true qi, it is only 2,000 horsepower at most. And the power of chaos you absorb, the power that can be condensed by the eternal giants, the natural quality is much higher. When King Andus talked to him, he seemed to feel something.

"The scattered magic power of those three gas realms has been a little exhausted. Do we want to fight back now?"

"No hurry. Wait a minute to turn a day into an elixir that burns millions a year. It's only six or seven months now. If you go out, it will be a waste. Mo Zhilan shook his head and then said, "I just used the means of moving flowers and trees, and I was mentally traumatized. It will take a lot of time to recover. At this time, it is very likely that my injury will not be able to recover from my injury. In the future, my cultivation will stop moving forward, and it will be difficult to make progress.

Mo Zhilan is now very powerful and has a wide range of knowledge. Originally, he has understood some esoteric knowledge about cultivation in Tianzhou Zhi. Knowing that mental trauma is more dangerous than physical trauma. The physical wound can be cured by elixir, and the spirit can only be recovered by self-cultivation.

"What! It's really strange that you haven't done anything with the grafting wood. Do you know that this method can only be used by at least three people, and you have to use a lot of great powers and supreme powers to suppress the spirit of the two people. In addition, you have to use heavenly elixir, nine-turn golden elixir..." King Andu said a lot of conditions that must be done, as well as taboos, which are much more detailed than the last time. After listening to what he said, Mo Zhilan knew how lucky he was.

One in ten thousand chances of survival made him encounter it.

"If you don't die, it means that you are a person with great opportunities. However, it's better to be careful about this kind of life-threatening thing. ...You can practice first." After King Andu finished speaking, a black magic rose up and refined the poison in the blink of an eye and became his food. At the same time, a storage bag was also thrown in front of Mo Zhilan.

After all this, the King of Andu took back his divine consciousness from the seven-killing tablets, stimulated the universe with all his heart, and no longer disturbed Mo Zhilan's practice.

After he swallowed up the poison, although he did not completely recover from his injury. But all the power consumed is replenished, and it will not let the three Sanxiu catch up for a while.

Mo Zhilan practiced at ease in the seven-kill monument. In a blink of an eye, another five months had passed. At this time, it was only less than a day outside. Mo Zhilan, who opened his eyes, was in high spirit, and his body naturally showed a breath of deterrence. As soon as the mana turned, the chaotic mana directly grabbed Poison Luo and Tuoba Hong's storage bags in front of him.

This time, he practiced under the ground and killed two masters of the spirit realm, as well as a master of heaven and man realm. Naturally, he has gained a lot of benefits, but he has never had time to count.

These storage bags contain all the wealth of the three masters. What's in it? Mo Zhilan is still vaguely looking forward to it.

He first opened the storage bag on the Sikong side. At that time, when Sikong's side was refined into his body, King Antu had already put away his storage bag.

Now Mo Zhilan opened the storage bag, first felt a sharp breath, and then saw a sharp white flying sword suspended in the storage bag.

"The Great Sword, it turned out to be this top-quality treasure." Mo Zhilan grabbed the Great Sword in his hand, and he still remembered the horror of the Great Sword. This flying sword does not have many functions like other treasures. The big sword has only one function, that is, killing, just like the burial fairy thorn

Mo Zhilan is worried about the loss of the burial fairy thorn and the lack of a smooth trick treasure. There will be a big sword to fill the vacancy immediately.

"After Sikong's death, his spiritual imprint attached to this flying sword also completely dissipated. As long as it is sacrificed again, it can become my magic weapon. Mo Zhilan waved two masterpieces and loved them very much. Then put it aside and began to observe something else in the storage bag.

Sikong Yifang, as the fourteenth prince of the Demon Kingdom of Yinshan, is of course rich in wealth, and a top-quality treasure is only a part of it.

Soon, Mo Zhilan found three lower treasures from his storage bag, as well as a full 700,000 Baiyang elixir and three Shura blood elixir.

"Huh? What is this?" Mo Zhilan put Baiyang elixir, treasure, and Shura blood elixir into the Qiankun cloth bag. I also saw a palm-sized jade box in the storage bag.

This box is made of an emerald material that is not clear. Dozens of arrays are depicted in the whole box, which is as safe as a treasure.

The single box is so precious, and the things inside are even more mysterious. Mo Zhilan thought for a long time, but he still couldn't open it. I'm going to open it after consulting King Antu.

In case there is a precious treasure in it, because of his reckless decision, he will regret it when it turns into nothing.

After searching for the things in the storage bag of Sikong, Mo Zhilan opened the storage bags of Tuobahong and Duluo.

From it, I got 500,000 elixir, three Chinese treasures, and some spiritual healing elixir.