Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuji looked at the starry sky card hanging on the waist, and there are already numbers on it. Mo Wuji, the starry sky contributed 149 points, ranking, none.

Mo Wuji is speechless. He has killed at least tens of thousands of stars in the sky, but only 149 points. There are no decimals in the starry sky. It can be seen that those small stars are smashing. He has to kill a lot to get a point.

However, Mo Wuji did not care, this is just beginning. After his green heart can be sprinkled out in a large piece, that starry sky can even kill him.

For the next period of time, Mo Wuji raised his vigilance. Although he also met several large-scale starry beasts, he avoided it in advance. This large-scale starry beast group can't get a few star-studded points, but instead of letting him lose his life.

After half a month, Mo Wuji stopped. In front of him is a huge whirlpool, with a whirl of violent whistling. People don't have to go in, just stand outside this vortex and feel a heart.

This is the thorns of the thorns? Mo Wuji looked at this huge whirlpool, and his heart was full of worries. Although he bought some introductions to the thorns of the thorns, the introduction was not very detailed, but the wind was like a thorn, and the death rate was as high as nine.

With the strength of the sound of the book, enter this thorny door, have a few chances to survive? Estimated to be just throwing a dice, completely by luck?

Mo Wuji took up the spaceship and took out the concave defensive shield. He thought about it and took the star card hanging around his waist. This star-space card is of great importance. If it is swept away by the wind, he will have to go through it again. Who knows that Chu Yulou can still help him for the second time?

After doing all the preparations, Mo Wuji took a deep breath and jumped directly into the whirlpool.

The horrible pull of power is coming, even if the unscrupulous **** is not weak, his shield is also separated from his mindfulness in this moment, disappearing without a trace.

Followed by a force like a barbed steel whip hit him, and his clothes were taken away directly, even the skin was directly pulled out of the blood line.

Mo Wuji felt that he was thrown into the drum washing machine, and there was no power to resist. You can only let that body rotate with your strength, letting the thorny wind whip take away a piece of skin.

"Hey!" The tremendous power came, and Mo Wuji stopped the rotation. He was finally smashed out of the horrible whirlpool and slammed on the ground.

The pain of a broken bone came, and Mo Wuji quickly grabbed a few healing medicinal herbs and swallowed it. The rich aura is swept away, and the aura of this aura is even more powerful than the wind. Unfortunately, this is not a place for people to cultivate.

He is somewhat grateful that the pain he has experienced is too much. Otherwise, just now, it is enough to make him faint.

Who is fainting in this place, who knows what will happen?

Mo Wuji soon knew that his happiness was correct. He just got up and the violent winds of violent tears swept. There is no way to extend this moment of unscrupulous thoughts, and his eyes can't see the place ten meters away.

"Boom!" The wind swept over the body of Mo Wuji, and rolled up Mo Wuji directly.

If it’s just a wind, it’s fine. It seems that there are countless invisible wattles in the wind, and each wattle has an upside down hook. This invisible barbed thorn, mixed with the blood in the wind, will be unscrupulous, the **** body, once again pulled out a strip of blood. Every blood mark has no skin.

For a moment, the unscrupulous body does not say clothes, even the skin is not much intact.

The wind is still raging, and there is no more daring to sacrifice a shield, while secretly accumulating power. As soon as he saw a safe place, he immediately rushed out of the wind. Otherwise, he does not know where it will be blown by the wind. Even without waiting for the wind to blow away, his flesh and blood was also beaten by this wind.

At this moment, Mo Wuji really understands why this is called the thorns. The wind here is like a thorny thorn on the body, and few people can stand it.

It was nearly tens of minutes raging by the wind, and I saw a slightly safe place under the gaze of obscurity. This is a sheltered air gap formed by two huge stones.

The unprepared body power that had already been prepared was suddenly erupted, and the shield of the body shielded some of the winds under the protection of God.

At that moment, Mo Wuji rushed from the wind and broke into the middle of two huge stones. His body shield was too late to be recovered, and was once again swept away by the wind.

Moxie, who was covered in blood, sat on the ground, listening to the violent wind outside, and his heart was heavy. How long has he entered the thorns of the thorns? It is like this, it can't even look directly. The sound of the sound of the book has long since fallen, and this place is indeed a desperate situation.

After a short break, Mo Wuji stood up and touched the two boulder. Soon he decided that the two boulders were from the wind, not originally here. Since the wind can bring a huge stone to other places, it can only explain one thing. The wind that he had just met was not the most embarrassing. Otherwise, he would not have the chance to flee to this place.

The rich aura around it seems to be no worse than the Lingshen pool below the Tenjin Zongshuling array. Mo Wuji did not practice, and his gods carefully swept out. But his thoughts were quickly blown away by the wind, without any trace. Wherever the eyes are, all are lost.

It can be said that from the time he entered the thorns of the thorns, he can only see a few squares.

Some of the lost sitting on the ground, Wu Wuji knows that he has no other way to stay than to stay here to practice. And he must also be promoted to the real lake, or else, after the next wave of wind blowing this boulder away, he can't even struggle to struggle.

The only advantage here is that the aura is strong, as long as the two boulders are not blown away in a month or two, he can hit the real lake.

Despite the amazing aura here, Mo Wuji still left a lot of Lingshi. He is eager to advance to the real lake as soon as possible, naturally can not let the cultivation resources bind his hands and feet. He also knows that even if he throws out so many Lingshi, the cultivation of resources may also constrain his hands and feet, because his 102 circumstance simultaneously turns around the reversal of Zhou, and it is too crazy to absorb the aura.

Even the trauma of the body was too lazy to continue to recover. Mo Wuji began to reverse the cultivation on Sunday. He did not continue to cultivate the immortal mortal, but used his modified practice.

To be honest, after Mo Wuji revised the practice, it was the first time that he was so unscrupulous to practice. Although he is walking in the lost swamp and reversing the practice of Zhou Tian, ​​but after all, it is not a smooth cultivation, in the cultivation must also be concerned about all kinds of injuries in the environment. Therefore, reversing the practice of self-modification, although the speed of absorption of aura is fast, the progress of cultivation is actually not fast. He spent half a year, but he also advanced from the tenth floor of Yuandan to the beginning of the twelfth floor. To put it bluntly, half a year's hard work, he is only a small class.

At this moment, Wu Wuji let go of all the veins and fully reverse the practice of Zhou Tian. Only then did he know how crazy his reversal of cultivation practiced to absorb the aura.

The surrounding aura is like the whirlwind of the previous one, and it is turned back, forming a reverse vortex after Mo Wuji. After the aura of these whirlpools came into contact with Mo Wuji, they were all swallowed up by Mo Wuji, and there was no waste.

Before the unscrupulous pile of Lingshi under the feet, it was turned into waste residue at the speed of seeing with the naked eye. At this moment, Mo Wuji had no time to continue to come up with Lingshi. He was completely caught in the horrible aura absorption.

What makes Mo Wuji surprise is that he found that even if it is the same aura, after the absorption of the aura here, he can understand the direction of his cultivation more clearly and without error.

This feeling is like the fact that he used the heavenly spirit to practice. Because of its own rhyme rules, Tianpin Lingshi can make the cultivation of practitioners faster, and it is easier to understand the true meaning of the Tao. At this moment, he did not use the heavenly stone, he realized this.

Don't ask anyone~www.readwn.com~ Mo Wuji also knows that this is definitely the difference between a real stranger and a lost continent. The difference between the heaven and the earth is that the rhythm of heaven and earth is more suitable for people to seek. The rhyme of the heavens and the earth that lost the mainland seems to have been destroyed a lot.

This kind of cultivation speed, where can it take a month to advance to Zhenhu? In just six days, Mo Wuji went directly to the late 12th floor of Yuandan. After nine days, Mo Wuji Yuan Dan was full, and the body air turned, and the purple gas in the body directly formed a purple lake prototype.

"Hey!" When the day of the 102nd circumstance reversed to an extreme, the 103rd spurt was unblocked.

There is only one more vein, and the aura that gathers around is like being directly dumped into the sea, such as the giant whales being soaked up by the water.

Yuan Li continued to roll in the veins of Mo Wuji, and then enhanced and strengthened. The prototype of the purple lake in his body began to collapse. The purple scent after the collapse was directly forced to his Zifu. With such a strong purple gas intrusion, the purple house that was unscrupulously cracked slowly from the inside, and the cracking speed was getting faster and faster.

Mo Wuzhi was in a hurry. He knew that once the purple house was broken, he was completely finished. Whether he is practicing from the veins or practicing from the spirit, Zifu is absolutely not to be lost. But now he has no way to deal with the cracking of the purple house, can only resist the inner horror and anxiety, and is still undergoing a reversal on Sunday. Just like drinking and quenching thirst, his strength is constantly increasing in this unstoppable cultivation.

"Boom!" There was a fierce roar in the depths of Zifu, and Mo Wuji almost thought that his mind was exploded. However, his strength has not only weakened half, but is still strengthening, and the aura is swept away faster.

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... (to be continued.)