Mo Heng's breathing gradually changed from rapid to steady. Soon his eyes with rippled lines became clear and clear.
Immediately afterwards…
Just put away the mysterious bronze mirror.
In fact, the mysterious bronze mirror has no use at all at present. In addition, with Mo Heng's current methods, it is probably difficult to sacrifice this thing again.
Facing the Chikul of the Octopus Clan.
There seems to be no better way than giving up the test!
"Giving up like this? You still have to give it a try after all. Xiang Yan, Fang Tai and the others are all trying their best to complete the test of Yuetianmen! If I am the only one who does nothing, there is no way I can be justified!"
Thinking silently.
His eyes once again fell on the strange creature covered with bright red tentacles in front of him, "Since this guy's mission is just to stop me from jumping over the stone gate, then if I don't jump over to the stone gate, will he not use all his strength against me?
?”
"Well... no matter what, let's fight first."
"Only after we fight can we know the difference between us."
"Quan should have learned well. What's more, no matter which time and world I am in, I have never fought against a warrior who has opened up the door to life and death."
In the time and world that I have spent.
The powerful ones in the Void-Breaking Realm are the creatures who really stand at the tip of the Golden Tower in the ancient world. Following closely are those strong men who opened the door to life and death. Therefore, by virtue of Mo Heng's status in the Taoist Realm, even if he has comprehended the Five
There is absolutely no possibility of fighting against such beings when it comes to the secrets of Taoism and Dharma.
As a warrior.
When facing a strong person, people often have admiration and admiration in their hearts. Mo Heng is no exception. He knows that Chikul is very strong, so he wants to know more about the gap between the two, so he can always remind himself of his shortcomings.
Can surpass each other in the future!
"You've come, you can't leave any regrets."
"So…"
"Just fight!"
boom!
Suddenly, the surface of Mo Heng's body began to emit crystal blue light like a star. The light was bright and blurry, and at the same time it exuded an unstoppable sharp aura. The whole person was like a stunning divine sword that had been unsheathed.
Trying to shatter the entire ancient wilderness!
"war!"
As soon as I thought about it, the reddish-brown long sword in the Nawu stone was already held in the palm of my hand. In the huge corridor, I could only see the long light flashing like a meteor, followed by Mo Heng's figure like the ancient god of war,
Then came to Chikul!
Soaring to the sky, unstoppable!
"Eh? This kid didn't even try to cross the Tianmen? How could he take the initiative to fight with me?" Chikul was also very confused when he saw Mo Heng's move.
Of course he didn't understand the significance of Mo Heng's move.
Because of this…
It is simply impossible to pass the Holy Land test!
"Could it be that this kid has enough confidence to hold me down in a head-on confrontation?" Chikul thought curiously, but he didn't hold back at all. His eyes were cold, and suddenly there was a sudden blackness above his head.
Two lines of white light flashed. The black and white lights began to merge into one as they reflected each other. In just a moment, a huge black and white array was formed!
In the array diagram.
A prehistoric aura that could destroy all things in the world suddenly descended on the corridor. Just feeling this terrible power fluctuation would make countless creatures feel desperate!
"Is this the power of the Gate of Life and Death?"
Mo Heng saw that the blue light around him had begun to disintegrate, and he couldn't help but think that it was obvious... that even the most powerful secret of swordsmanship in the world could not survive for a long time in front of this power that destroyed everything in the world. It could.
It’s not easy to maintain a few breaths!
There's nothing we can do about it.
Although the secrets of Taoism and the gate of life and death are all powers bred from the laws contained in heaven and earth.
But the source is very different!
"Even if I'm seriously injured, I still have Purple Thunder. I want to see how powerful the Gate of Life and Death is." Knowing that it was impossible for him to win, Mo Heng still didn't flinch.
He still has a trump card.
The power of purple thunder contained in his heart was his last trump card. It was precisely because of the existence of that mysterious and mysterious power that he dared to ignore the collapse of Taoism and continue to attack Chikul.
Because he is not afraid of getting hurt!
"Jian Ming Jiutian! Let me go!"
He raised his hand and slashed out with a sword. The blue light scattered all around like withering leaves. Under Mo Heng's best guidance, it began to slowly condense towards the reddish-brown sword.
but…
The destructive power from the black and white pattern on Chikul's head was too frightening and terrifying. After the storm-like breath continuously impacted Mo Heng's body, the remaining blue light flakes also just arrived at the end of the sword.
At that moment, it collapsed suddenly, and then turned into little bits of dust, dissipating in this long corridor filled with destructive power!
"Still not working?"
The secrets of Taoism were annihilated by the power of destruction. The only power Mo Heng could exert was the power of heaven and earth.
Can…
How can it be possible that the power of heaven and earth, which is difficult to harm even enlightened warriors, can annihilate this destructive power and hurt the creatures of the Eight Claws? Not to mention that there is no possibility at all! Even if it is possible, with the power of heaven and earth
The weak power fluctuations may mean that there is nothing that can be done to severely damage Chikul.
"It seems that I can only go so far. Next, I pray that Xiang Yan and brother Fang Tai can successfully pass the test of the road to heaven."
Even if you don't want to admit it.
But Mo Heng still knew very well that facing a strong man who had understood the secrets of the fifth level of Taoism and opened the door to life and death, it was impossible for his friend to jump over the stone gate.
The only way to pass the test.
Even they have a heaven-defying treasure comparable to the mysterious bronze mirror!
"It's over." The reddish-brown sword held tightly in his hand was still approaching the creatures of the Eight Claws. Mo Heng thought that without the protection of the Taoist secrets, he would definitely be annihilated by the power of destruction.
But what he expected was a scene.
But it didn’t appear for a long time!
"Did this guy actually stop? Forget it, stop. This way, I won't have to use the power of purple thunder." With this thought in his mind, Mo Heng suddenly noticed that there was something in the long corridor.
The situation seems a bit delicate.
Chikul seems to be a little too quiet!
"kindness?"
Raising his head, Mo Heng looked at the reddish-brown sword in his hand. Most of the sword blade had not penetrated the heart of the terrifying creature of the Eight-claw clan in front of him. No matter how good his mentality was, he couldn't help but exclaim.
: "This...how is this possible?"
The scene before my eyes.
It’s really unbelievable!
What Mo Heng was even more reluctant to believe was that he never thought that Chikul would let off steam!!!
Except for the water.
There is really no other possibility now.
After all, Mo Heng had also experienced the terrifying and destructive power fluctuations emanating from the black and white patterns before. Since that power can easily destroy the sword, it means that as long as Chikul is willing, he can jump with him.
It is right to destroy it.
But now?
Not only did he stand intact, but he also pierced the spirit-derived weapon in his hand into Chikul's heart?
"Can the spirit-derived weapons penetrate into the bodies of warriors in the profound realm of life and death without the blessing of Taoist mysteries?" Subconsciously, Mo Heng had such suspicion.
But the shocking picture before my eyes.
But he put this suspicion aside for the time being, and without thinking too much, he pulled out the reddish-brown sword in his hand from Chikul's heart, and at the same time kept shouting: "Qi Kuer."
Kuhl! Are you...are you okay?"
Chikul looked at Mo Heng.
There was also a hint of confusion and doubt in his eyes. He really wanted to speak, but... the collapse and death of the life foundation in his body prevented him from saying a word for a long time.
This stalemate lasted for one breath.
Immediately afterwards.
His body began to become cold, and at the same time, the black and white pattern floating above his head, which had previously stirred up vast and terrifying destructive power, also disappeared from the long corridor in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.
"Dead? Dead?" Mo Heng's consciousness felt that he indeed found that the life of the eight-clawed creature in front of him, whose head was larger than its body, was completely gone. It sat down with a 'bang' sound.
He looked at the extremely enchanting reddish-brown sword in his hand that was stained with blood in great confusion.
At this moment.
Even though he was confused about the situation, he still understood... Chikul's death must be related to the spirit-derived weapon in his stone!
Even in the heart.
Mo Heng no longer believed that the reddish-brown sword in his hand was still a spirit-derived weapon. How could the spirit-derived weapon kill all the life breath of a warrior who had opened the door to life and death in an instant!?
At the same time.
In an ancient wooden house surrounded by orange, green, and blue colors in the Holy Land, a middle-aged man covered in light blue robes suddenly cast his deep, dark eyes, which seemed to be surrounded by endless stars, onto the house.
In an illusory scene.
There…
This is the scene where Mo Heng breaks through the Yuetianmen test!
"Huh?" The man's peaceful expression suddenly wrinkled when he saw the moment Chikul died. But when his eyes fell on the strange reddish-brown sword in Mo Heng's hand, it exuded a white color as bright as jade.
Guangguang's body trembled unnoticeably for a moment, "The monster sealed at the bottom of the Styx? The Nine Yang Sword!?"
"It's really strange. Since this kid can pass the test of the Holy Land, logically speaking, his character should not be bad. Even if he is a crazy and aggressive person, there is absolutely no way he will be recognized by monsters? Could it be that...he
Can a mere warrior in the realm of enlightenment break the Dao method cast by me?"
The more I think about it, the more curious I become.
It wasn't until the illusory-looking middle-aged man stared at the scene where Mo Heng was for a long time that he sighed slightly: "Forget it, what does it have to do with me whether the monster at the bottom of the Styx is born? Since this kid can get the monster.
If he is recognized by me, then it would not be a bad thing for me to accept him as my disciple!"