Ye Mo stopped. In front of him at this moment was an endless gray Gobi Desert. The Gobi Desert was full of criss-crossing space cracks, and the traces formed by various magic powers and laws were chaotic. Ye Mo's consciousness was in
The breath of these criss-crossing mottled laws was instantly torn to pieces.
Some withered bones were scattered on the Gobi Desert. Ye Mo forcibly slashed out a few divine consciousness swords. His divine consciousness sword fell on these withered bones, and he immediately felt an ancient aura of vicissitudes of life. These auras were also mixed with powerful
The Taoist rhyme circulated, and Ye Mo's spiritual consciousness scanned it slightly, and he knew that these withered bones were extremely powerful existences during their lifetime.
Ye Mo looked at the terrifying Gobi Desert in front of him and guessed that he might have reached the outskirts of the Nirvana Forbidden Land.
This is already the 110th year since he entered the Divine Tomb Realm. Twenty-five years ago, he lost Kong Chengtian's divine mark. I don't know if something went wrong with Kong Chengtian or because of something else.
Because Ye Mo has been in the Divine Tomb Realm for nearly a hundred years, although he cannot sense the Nirvana Forbidden Land, he can vaguely guess a little bit about the path. Without the guidance of Kong Chengtian's divine consciousness mark, Ye Mo spent twenty-five years.
It took time to come to this Gobi Desert.
Ye Mo carefully entered the Gobi Desert in front of him, and at the same time controlled his consciousness within a hundred meters, and began to walk along the edge of the Gobi Desert. Some extremely light space cracks and various laws of law hit his body, and instantly
Then he cut his clothes into pieces.
However, the powerful physical body of his Immortal God Body immediately formed a light and flowing shield of vitality. As he gradually got used to the messy knife marks on the Gobi Desert, his walking route could gradually get closer to the Gobi Desert.
When he started walking, Ye Mo was still thinking about how to use his energy shield to block these terrible Dao Marks around him. After he got used to the cracks and Dao Mark Laws in the Gobi Desert, he was completely immersed in the various laws.
It's in the rhythm of Taoism.
He understood what he needed from these messy Dao Rhythms. The laws and Dao Rhymes here were mottled. Very few people could separate them and comprehend the magical powers they needed, but Ye Mo could. He came into contact with them in the middle.
He came into contact with the laws of space, the laws of time, and the laws of the five elements. Among these laws, as long as they were beneficial to him, he imposed them on his magical powers.
Until one day he caught a trace of extremely cold breath in this mottled law. This breath was extremely bland, just a trace. But Ye Mo felt the horror of this extremely cold breath. Although there was only a trace of extremely cold breath,
, but this trace of extremely cold breath completely shattered all the chaotic laws around it, and only this trace of extremely cold breath formed a tiny space.
Ye Mo estimated that as time goes by, this breath of extreme cold will definitely dissipate in nature, but now this breath makes him feel a different kind of power.
He stopped and even sat in the gray Gobi Desert, his mind completely immersed in this chill.
One month, two months, or even several months passed, and Ye Mo still didn't move. His hands kept making gestures, and the Dao Rhythm Laws flowed in his hands, and finally the space was completely sealed.
live.
"Cracked..." After a year passed, Ye Mo suddenly roared, raised his hand and made countless cross gestures, and the space around him suddenly solidified. This was not a simple solidification of the magical power of space, but a kind of
Extremely weird solidification. It was like a pond suddenly frozen. Suddenly, the frozen pond began to be covered with cracks, splitting from the center to the four sides.
"Crack." A crackling sound could be heard, as if the frozen pond had broken. All the laws and charms in front of Ye Mo disappeared, and the space in front of him became extremely cold.
"What a powerful ice magical power." Ye Mo stood up and murmured to himself. He was sure that the person who left this ice magical power must be a powerful person with ancient ice spiritual roots. Even if this ice magical power is the only one left
There was a trace of Tao Yun, which was also caught by his Sansheng Jue, and then peeled away, and finally formed such a terrifying magical power.
This magical power looks similar to the magical power of space, but it is more intuitive than the magical power of space. Or this magical power is far inferior to the magical power of space used by a powerful person who is proficient in the laws of space, but if two people only know a little bit about the magical power of space,
, then the power of this ice magical power is definitely greater than the ordinary space magical power.
Once this ice magical power is used, a space that appears to be solidified will immediately form. This space will seem to be frozen. When the ice cracks, everything frozen will fall apart and turn into dust.
"From now on, we'll call him Bingkong." Ye Mo waved his hand to disperse the chill around him.
No wonder so many powerful people are willing to come to the God's Tomb Domain to ask questions. This is simply a paradise for asking questions. I don't know what happened here a long time ago.
In addition to cultivation resources, the Divine Patterns of the Absolute Beginning and the Magical Powers of Ice and Sky were Ye Mo's biggest gains in the God's Tomb Domain. They were even greater than his gains from his enlightenment. As long as the water reaches the channel, he will succeed sooner or later, but the magical powers
This kind of thing cannot be understood without certain opportunities and certain circumstances.
In the gray beach next door, it was also a happy thing for Ye Mo to be able to understand the magical power of ice.
Suddenly a faint scream came, and Ye Mo's eyes immediately turned around. What he looked at was a messy and mottled law-interlaced space, and he couldn't see what the scream was.
Ye Mo didn't use his spiritual consciousness to observe. His immortal body could resist the fragmented Taoist rhyme and mottled laws that lived here in this space, but his spiritual consciousness was not yet refined enough to resist the mottled laws here.
breath.
Ye Mo speeded up and walked along the area where the screams came from. Half a day later, he saw nearly twenty Holy Emperors. Some of these Holy Emperors were sitting on the ground, some were standing still, and some were suspended in the air.
Ye Mo has been walking in this Gobi Desert for a year or two. Faced with this situation, Ye Mo has no doubts. He knows that these people are just like him before, trying to comprehend the laws and magical powers here, or comprehend the charm of the Tao here.
.
The only difference is that most of the people here used magic weapons to protect themselves, and there were only two or three people who did not use any defensive magic weapons. Ye Mo quickly saw that there were several people who did not use magic weapons.
Daoyuan Holy Emperor.
Ye Mo saw two acquaintances, one was Holy Emperor Mu Mao, and the other was Ji Xi. Holy Emperor Mu Mao was sitting there and seemed to be comprehending a magical power, while Ji Xi stood beside a wide bridge and frowned in deep thought.
At this time, even Ji Xi could only take out her nine-petal lotus platform to protect her. The Taoist aura here could not be blocked without a defensive magic weapon.
Seeing Ye Mo's arrival, almost everyone looked in surprise. No one was surprised when a Holy Emperor came here, even if it was just the Tao Shaping Holy Emperor.
What surprised them was that here was an Immortal Emperor, and an Immortal Emperor who didn't use any defensive magic weapon. Even the Dao Yuan Saint Emperors were a little shocked when they looked at Ye Mo, because they couldn't see it either.
Ye Mo's true cultivation level, but no one thinks that Ye Mo is the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor will never be able to reach Nirvana Beach, let alone Nirvana Bridge.
Ji Xi knew that Ye Mo was at the peak of immortal body training, which was better. None of the other holy emperors had the same opinion as Ji Xi.
A bald-headed old man suddenly walked up to Ye Mo and looked at him for a while, then he squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "This fellow immortal is really good at it. Even if you don't have a holy body, your body refining is still far behind."
Not far away, right? My name is Gongyang An, what do you call me fellow immortals?"
When Gong Yangan spoke, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened, and he even had a frown on his face. However, the aura flowing on his body let Ye Mo know that this person's cultivation level must be Dao Yuan, and it is also an extremely powerful Dao Yuan.
Holy Emperor.
Ye Mo clasped his fists without being arrogant or humble and said, "Fellow Gongyang, please invite me. My name is Ye Mo. May I ask, fellow Gongyang, where is this place?"
When Gongyang An was talking, no one dared to interrupt. Moreover, Gongyang An's status here seemed to be the highest, even higher than the status of several other Daoyuan Saint Emperors. So Ye Mo mainly wanted to
Xun asked if he had reached the forbidden land of nirvana. If he did, he would also ask Gongyang An if there was a way out.
Ye Mo couldn't worry about Gong Huatian's Black Moon Immortal Sect, and he was also a little worried about the formation in the Immortal Realm and Divine Tomb Domain. Gongyang An couldn't tell his cultivation level, so he simply asked for help. Here, you cultivate
The higher your status, the higher the respect you will receive. If your cultivation level is poor, no one will show favor to you even if you pretend to be a grandson.
"Hey, friend Ye Xian, this is the Nirvana Bridge on the outskirts of the Nirvana Forbidden Land. Didn't you come to realize the Nirvana Forbidden Land?" Gongyang An asked doubtfully.
Ye Mo said very embarrassedly, "I practice a magical power called Zhan Dao. In order to practice this magical power, I cut off the thought that can sense the forbidden land of nirvana. In order to prevent me from thinking about the forbidden land of nirvana all the time,
I didn’t expect that when I was successful in cultivating my magical powers, I would end up here just walking around. It’s really God’s will.”
Ye Mo obtained the Tao through Dao cutting, so if he said this, even if the other party was a Dao Yuan Holy Emperor, they would not have any doubts about him.
Sure enough, Gongyang An did not doubt Ye Mo's words. He immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "Ye Xian is friendly to the powerful Hui Gen. I, Gongyang An, don't have such great wisdom and perseverance as you. I saw two paths in the God's Tomb Domain.
I never forget the pattern. Every hundred years I go back to comprehend it. Unfortunately, I have never succeeded in comprehending it for thousands of years. When I went back a hundred years ago, the two patterns had been comprehended and gone, so I made up my mind.
Determined to come to the Forbidden Land of Nirvana. Alas, compared to Ye Xianyou, I am far inferior."
Ye Mo immediately understood which two patterns Gongyang An was talking about. He must be talking about the two divine patterns of the beginning that he had comprehended.
"But it's okay now, let me make up my mind to cross the Nisheng Bridge." After Gongyang An finished speaking, he comforted himself.
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