The Bloodline Road of Devouring the Starry Sky

Chapter 146 The Bug Duo and the Qualification Battle

While Mo Heng was receiving the inheritance, Shi Fifteen was not idle. Instead, he took the trouble to collect data from various places in Magic Sound Mountain given by the detector.

Xi Yang, Mu Yin and others are forming a team to explore Mo Heng and gave some coordinates of dangerous places.

Bolan was already approaching the entrance of Magic Sound Mountain, looking in the direction of leaving Magic Sound Mountain.

As for Luo Feng, the detector did not detect the opponent's location. It seemed that he was hiding somewhere in a dangerous place that could isolate the detector's remote signal.

"Master, there is an anomaly that might interest you." Fifteen tallied up several pictures into a piece of information and showed it to Mo Heng.

In the video, there are several pairs of world masters. It seems that their action goal is not to explore the magic mountain, but to deliberately hunt some ninth-level warriors of the universe.

"When we entered the Magic Mountain, we did not find these people, but this happened after Lord Bolan and Lord Luo Feng came to the Magic Mountain." Fifteen added.

Mo Heng sneered, and he naturally knew the reason, "It seems it's aimed at them. Send the video to them, and remind them to be careful about that Moro."
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In Manor No. 114 in the original area of ​​the virtual universe, the three of them gathered at Mo Heng's training ground.

"As expected, this palace inheritance is aimed at spiritual masters, so I will not participate. The good ones may not be suitable for me." Bolan shook his head and said, "On the contrary, I am very interested in this group of realm masters, and they are just a good opportunity to hone their skills. Try my swordsmanship."

Mo Heng didn't know what he had to rely on, but thinking that with Luo Feng's current strength, he could fight against some realm masters, and considering Bolan's treatment as a closed disciple of Blood Abyss Marquis, he must have a lot of tricks.

Luo Feng, who was sitting next to him, hesitated to speak. He sighed and continued to browse the video given by Mo Heng. He suddenly shouted, "What's going on?"

"I'm going to kill him!" Staring at Mo Luo in the screen, Luo Feng's killing intent was felt even by Mo Heng.

As expected, the giant beast in the starry sky has high murderous intent, and only Luo Feng's will can control it.

Mo Heng waved his hand, "Don't waste time for him. He's just a clown. Just take care of him when you have the chance. None of the three of us are afraid of him or the master behind him."

"I asked Shi Fifteen to synchronize the whereabouts of these realm masters to you, but my detector can only cover one-third of the area at the bottom of Magic Sound Mountain." Mo Heng continued to say to Bolan, "Don't overturn, this time There must be an immortal impetus behind it.”

After some communication, Mo Heng left the virtual universe and devoted himself entirely to the inheritance.

Luo Feng and Bo Lan took advantage of the situation and found a seat in the training ground to sit down. They took out the "Time and Space Essay" and other secret techniques to study them. Their bodies in reality were still moving in sync.

In a valley near the abyss of Demonic Sound Mountain, a cosmic-level cat-shaped phantom stood up with an anthropomorphic look in its eyes.

"There is a group of Realm Lords who are following us nearby, and Moro hasn't left yet. Does he think no one has discovered his identity?"

"Babata, pay attention to synchronize their whereabouts with Shiwu. I will go and kill them first before entering the inheritance place." Luo Feng's thoughts were transmitted to the intelligent life Babata.
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In the Black Stone Palace, Mo Heng had already stepped onto the 1009th step.

"We haven't reached the core of the inherited secret method yet. The fluctuations in this method of forging souls are increasing step by step, and it seems endless."

Feeling the magic sounds one after another, Mo Heng's smile gradually widened, "Surprisingly, this inheritance of the magic sound god is actually a manifestation of the fusion law of wind and time."

"Isn't this the fusion law I most expect?"

A year later, Mo Heng reached the 2008th staircase.

"There is still not much pressure! It seems that my soul is really suitable for the inheritance of this Demonic Sound God."

Three years later, Mo Heng stood on the 3332nd step, his body trembling slightly and a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The hall can already be seen on the steps, and the huge door a hundred meters high is slightly open.

Suppressing his breathing, Mo Heng gathered his thoughts, put the soul restoration treasure he wanted to take out back into the world ring, and stepped onto the last step of the stairs.

"Buzz~" As the more powerful sound waves were suppressed, Mo Heng's soul continued to undergo transformation.

Three days later, Mo Heng opened his eyes and walked into the door from the 3333rd step.

The hall was filled with clouds and mist. Mo Heng stood in front of a stone tablet and asked, "The identity of the primary candidate?"

Two masses of air floated out of the clouds and floated in front of Mo Heng. This was the prize for becoming the primary candidate.

In the gray air flow was a physical weapon [Lov's Pipit Plate], worth more than 100 million Hunyuan. It was said to be a weapon commonly used by some feudal lords and low-level feudal kings. Mo Heng treasured it and put it away.

Recognizing the Lord, a treasure with the characteristics of life, requires the cultivation of spiritual power over time and is not something that happens overnight.

In the golden air flow was a soul-like treasure [Golden Soul Fruit]. Mo Heng looked at the fruit, which was similar to a ginseng fruit. The translucent fruit was surrounded by golden air flow. It was said that it would take three thousand eras to grow into one.

Mo Heng chose to take it directly. A cool feeling rose from his soul, and Mo Heng's discomfort completely disappeared.

"I don't have any other feeling, but it should have a positive impact. Maybe it will be reflected when I reach the second step of the inheritance ladder."

The mist in the hall parted to the left and right, revealing a passage leading directly to the outside of the hall at the other end. Outside the hall were another 3,300 steps.

After checking the safety of the others and finding that they were fine, Mo Heng continued to walk forward.
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Far away in the secret territory of Fuyu in Noah's Universe, Keqi and Selona were seriously discussing something.

"I will be in seclusion for a long time next. Whether I can break through the bottleneck of creating my own secret method depends on this inspiration."

Selona smiled calmly, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Anyway, there are still many opportunities. Isn't there little Mo Heng who takes care of everything?"

Ke Qi's voice rose a bit, "Then I have to speed up even more. After hundreds of epochs of cultivation, if this kid catches up in one or two thousand years, where will my face be?"

"Whether you can achieve immortality, let's give it a try!" Ke Qi waved his hand after saying this, then turned around and walked into a small world.

Entering the tenth year of the Demonic Sound General inheritance, Mo Heng stood on the 1500th step of the second inheritance, his eyes full of fatigue.

"Thanks to the assistance of the [Golden Soul Fruit], I was able to reach this point on my own."

"After so many years of training, my will is finally comparable to immortality."

"However, I can feel that taking another step forward will be a test of the will of a feudal lord."

Mo Heng gritted his teeth, took two unknown herbs, and after a little pressure to restore his soul, he raised his left foot again.

A trace of consciousness quietly settled into the mental structure, and the magic sound that transformed Mo Heng's soul resounded overwhelmingly throughout the entire sea of ​​consciousness again.

"Boom~"

Most of Mo Heng's consciousness fell into chaos, and only this glimmer of consciousness remained awake.

"Fortunately, my overall consciousness is strong enough now, and this last trace is enough to contact the light brain. It's just because the energy level of the magic sound that transformed the body is too high, and it has completely isolated the control of the body." In the virtual universe, Mo Heng looked at The fifteen in front of him said.

The pressure beyond his own will, but staying awake with the help of his mental structure, this contradictory feeling made Mo Heng feel like two millstones were splitting him apart. The consciousnesses are connected. Mo Heng's virtual body, which is condensed with a trace of consciousness, is leaning on the sofa, feeling endless tiredness.

Because there was still the last trace of consciousness, Mo Heng did not fall into a deep sleep, and the magic sound was still transforming Mo Heng's soul.

Fifteen, who was leaning on the chair, blinked and said, "It's finally time for us to help you head-on. You can rest well in the room I designed. Leave the movement of your body to us in the outside world."

The virtual room designed by Shi Fifteen is very similar to Mo Heng's early bedroom. It is fully furnished, has enough drinks and snacks, and is designed as a wall with Mo Heng's favorite entertainment programs on the screen.

"It's really nice here. I feel much less tired." Mo Heng enjoyed the warm scene while passively feeling the stinging sensation of his soul being passively transformed.

"This level of inheritance is over. Anyway, I can still condense this body again and try hard to block the bug." Mo Heng closed his eyes and said.

"understand!"

Shififu, who was connected to Mo Heng, smiled sweetly, and another young man from Yunhai, an intelligent life, appeared in the room and saluted Mo Heng respectfully.

Outside, a blue mechanical puppet flew out of Mo Heng's world ring. The inheritance ladder was like a shadow in front of this soulless creation, but its goal was just to move Mo Heng's out-of-control body to the next step.

In another black stone palace, there was also a young man stuck in a bug.

Luo Feng was self-taught and had a flash of inspiration. A clone of the Demon Killer Clan appeared beside him and flew to the top hall of the first inheritance.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the clone of the black-clothed demon slayer returned with two prizes with a smile on his face.

Luo Feng in this timeline has not experienced the eighty years of tempering his will in the evil spirit of the Xueluo world, so his progress is slower.

But this does not prevent him from having some twisted thoughts.

"I don't know where Mo Heng has gone. He doesn't have a clone, so he might be at a disadvantage." Luo Feng smiled and took the [Golden Soul Fruit], "But he entered the inheritance earlier than me, and he hasn't been summoned to leave yet. It seems that he is more suitable for this inheritance than me."

Entering the twelfth year of the Demonic Sound General's inheritance, the mechanical puppet once again returned to the 1500th step with Mo Heng's body.

The once-in-a-century universe-level qualification battle has begun!

"Now that I have reached the 1800th level, my progress is getting slower and slower. It seems that after the qualification battle, I won't gain much."

The subject's consciousness gradually returned to clarity, and Mo Heng felt extremely relaxed, and then entered Yuxiang Mountain.
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"I heard that Luo Feng actually broke through the eighth-floor Tongtian Bridge. This year's newcomers are really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

"Yes, looking back dozens of epochs, there is nothing like this. Less than a hundred years after leaving the original universe, the members of the three original secret realms actually arrived at the eighth-level Tongtian Bridge."

As soon as Mo Hengfang walked into the public area, he heard his own legend. The other party was several domain masters from the original secret realm.

"It turns out to be Mo Heng. Lord Huoqi will invite us to a party before every qualification competition. You must be here for the banquet, right?" A member of the Yanburo tribe greeted Mo Heng. They all came. Just watch the excitement.

Mo Heng exchanged greetings with a few people and then stepped into a restaurant.

In an independent attic, five people had already arrived first. Except for Mr. Huo Qi, who was in charge of the qualification competition and had to appear last, Luo Feng and Bo Lan were already there and chatting happily with the other two.

Looking at the other two people, the blond young man was Fito, who also had the achievement of the eight-story Tongtian Bridge. There was no pressure on his face at all, and he always had a confident smile.

The purple-haired young man is the illusionist Sima Yan. He is only in the seventh-level Tongtianqiao realm. He is sitting at the table with deep thoughts. Although he talks less, he does not lose etiquette.

Mo Heng looked at the last empty seat. Moro hadn't arrived yet? Suddenly he found Luo Feng looking at him. Their eyes met for a moment, and Luo Feng grinned.

He instantly understood that Mo Heng also liked this kind of gratifying behavior. He smiled lightly and sat next to Bolan, and soon started chatting with a few people.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a young man in linen clothes appeared beside a few people before they were discovered. They quickly stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"Lord Hodge!"

"No, I feel relieved when I see you guys acting so kindly."

As for the man who has been responsible for the qualification competition in the original secret realm for countless years, there are different rumors about his identity just like the guardian Baffin.

Some people say that he is a strong man who hides his identity, and some people say that he is an ancient intelligent life, but this does not prevent Mo Heng and others from respecting him. After all, he is a senior.

"You have always had the smallest number of members at the original secret realm universe level, so I kept everything simple." The young man in Mai said.

"Mo Luo hasn't replied to any message yet. It may be a bit unexpected, so I will assign him directly to the battle sequence. If he fails to show up as scheduled, he will be considered to have given up."

Hearing that the battles were being assigned, the blond young man looked at Mo Heng with fighting intent, and Luo Feng also looked at him with fighting intent.

Sima Yan, who was sitting in the corner, looked at the four people around him miserably and with melancholy eyes. At this moment, he missed Moro extremely.

The young man in Mai continued to introduce that every two people will have a duel, and the four at the bottom will compete with the top three experts in the Taichu Secret Realm for the last spot in the Original Secret Realm.
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Half a day later, the blond young man and Bolan appeared outside the battle space at the same time with a bitter look on their faces.

During the duel, the space obstacles made him feel like he was in a maze, which was impossible to solve. In the end, a sword protruded from a corner of the space and killed him silently.

"With the same strength of the eighth level, you actually use the way of time and space so mysteriously. I am not as good as you!"

Bolan followed Mo Heng's habit and cupped his hands. All of this was due to the spatial stone tablet in the Water God Palace.

He had nothing to be happy about. The battle with Mo Heng had not yet begun, even though he had already anticipated the outcome.

The blond young man looked at Luo Feng again, and Luo Feng nodded to him knowingly. The next showdown between the two would definitely be a fight between a dragon and a tiger.

Mo Heng beside him patted Luo Feng's shoulder, which elicited a chuckle from Luo Feng, "Don't worry, I've passed the eighth level, but my real understanding of the laws of space didn't rely on the effect of that inheritance."

An hour later, Luo Feng and Fito fought fiercely for a long time, and won by a slight advantage with dozens of times the soul amplitude.

The young man in Mai seemed to be well aware of the mentality of the spectators from all directions, and arranged Mo Heng's battle to the end, which attracted a burst of exclamation from many immortal and primitive secret realm disciples.

In a cloud, Mo Heng and Bo Lan faced each other across the sky.

As he was thinking about how to win the battle, he felt something was wrong with the space around him. He smiled at Bolan, who looked unrealistic across many layers of space, "It's been two hundred years, are you still starting with the same move in the original battle between geniuses?"

"This is called hiding strength!" Bolan's voice came from several directions, seeming to expose a flaw, but Mo Heng was not fooled.

It was another simple conflict between the law of time and the effects of the law of space and time. Neither of them regarded this duel as a life and death confrontation, but they also tried their best to use their understanding of the law.

(End of this chapter)