The immortal will inherent in the profound meaning of Taoism?
Mo Heng looked at the ancient mysterious shadow condensed around Holy Lord Rama, and secretly smacked his lips. It is indeed the secret of Taoism that does not exist in the world, and it is simply different from the secret of Taoism contained in the ancient sky.
Too big!
"It seems you have quite a few trump cards!"
Mo Heng looked at Lord Rama in front of him with a smile, feeling horrified in his heart, but without any sense of oppression.
If Lord Rama continues to increase the power of Taoism to the seventh or even eighth level, he may still feel uneasy. But if it is only the fifth level? It will hardly pose any threat to him!
"Old man! You forced me to do this! Even if I lose in today's battle, I will never make it easy for you! You have no chance to get the secret of the eternal altar!"
Lord Rama was in the black shadow. When he spoke, there was another will that also emitted a weak voice. The sound was very similar to that of Lord Rama.
"Altar of Eternity?"
Mo Heng's heart tightened. He had previously suspected that the other party might have some conspiracy to reverse the passage of time. Now it seems that it is the so-called eternal altar!
but…
No matter in Gulan Holy Land or in other years, Mo Heng has never heard of the Eternal Altar. Where is that place? Is it worthy of a peerless Holy Lord who wants to go there at all costs?
"No matter what, let's defeat this beast first!" Seeing that the realm of the mystery of life and death had been blocked by a black shadow, Mo Heng raised the stone ax again.
…
Under the arena.
The crowd exploded again!
They were first shocked by the realm Mo Heng displayed, and then were completely impressed by the condensed shadow of Lord Rama!
"It turns out that Mo Heng still has something up his sleeve." Gu Tiansha looked at the handsome man on the stage and his eyes shrank slightly. Before, when he saw Mo Heng's competition, the opponent defeated his opponent with his own strength.
!But there is a natural difference between the power fluctuations of the power of death and the power fluctuations of the mysteries of life and death.
If we say before...
The power fluctuations Mo Heng exerted were arcs containing destruction. So at this moment, the power fluctuations Mo Heng exerted were thunders containing destruction.
"This, such a powerful force?"
In the wooden pavilion, Dao Zun and others were stunned when they looked at Mo Heng. These old guys also thought that the secret of Taoism that Mo Heng understood was the secret of the sixth grade Taoism - death.
Soul wood!
But now?
The Taoist mysteries displayed by Mo Heng are much more terrifying than those of the Dead Soul Wood. With this kind of power, it is no longer as simple as crossing the threshold of the Broken Void Realm, but has completely reached the Broken Void Realm!
"Does the enlightenment state have the combat power to break the void state?" There are generals from the imperial court who are like dreams and illusions. Most of them have practiced for more than thousands of years and are where they are today!
But what about Mo Heng?
A warrior who has practiced for less than a thousand years has a strength comparable to them.
"How can the sixth-level Taoist secrets be so terrifying?"
Qi Jun is also frowning now. If the secret of Taoism that Mo Heng has comprehended is of the seventh level, forget it. After all, ancient books have recorded the legend of the secret of seventh level of Taoism. The key is... Mo Heng, from beginning to end,
The Taoist mysteries displayed have never exceeded the sixth level. Only the power and power are constantly improving!
This is also normal.
After all, the secret of life and death does not exist in this world!
The power and power that can be exerted are far more terrifying than the Tao of False Heaven. Although now, Mo Heng has only used the mysteries of the sixth-grade Taoism, but the power is not weaker than the ordinary seventh-grade Taoism.
The secret of Taoism!
"Hey!"
Looking at the warriors in the court, they were all shocked. Ancestor Xu Tian was very happy, "I didn't expect that this kid Mo Heng could hide so deeply."
While excited.
His eyes fell on Holy Lord Rama again, "But then again, what happened to Mo Heng's opponent? Why was he able to be promoted from the second-level Taoist secrets to the fifth-level in an instant? And what about that?
What kind of secret is the black shadow?"
It’s not just Ancestor Xutian who is curious.
Almost all the warriors here, whether they are in the Enlightenment Realm, the Mysterious Realm of Life and Death, or the Void-Breaking Realm, do not know the secrets of Taoism that Holy Lord Rama has comprehended!
…
In the Nettle Arena.
Lord Rama, immersed in the black shadow, is like the arrival of the ancient god of war.
He kept fighting with Mo Heng who was holding a stone axe.
Now he is too lazy to rely on speed to win, but instead uses strong attacks. Every move contains the power of mysterious laws, and he can easily reach the power of a creature in the early stage of Breaking the Void Realm.
"If this continues, you won't be able to defeat me!"
Mo Heng held a stone ax to resist. Although he looked carefree on the surface, he was shocked in his heart. The power of Lord Rama was really too great. But this is not the key. The most important thing is the will from the mysterious shadow.
It is still interfering with his soul. If he has been fighting for a long time, his soul will be the first to be unable to bear it!
"Hmph! My killer move is still to come." Holy Lord Rama was not aroused by Mo Heng's words, and just continued to exert the power of the phantom to the limit!
Bang!
The arm and the stone ax kept colliding together.
Half the stick of incense passed in the blink of an eye.
in vain.
After Holy Lord Rama swung out a fierce punch, the shadow on the surface of his body became dim. Seeing this, his expression was instantly overjoyed, "The soul armor has been broken, so... let's use the strongest blow!
"
Buzz!
The black shadow, accompanied by the weak roar of the ancient will, collapsed from Lord Rama on Thursday.
At the same time.
A black flame appeared in the hands of Lord Rama. The flame was small, but Mo Heng's expression changed drastically after just one glance, and his soul began to tremble.
"No! The power I am currently exerting is simply not enough to resist this flame."
Seeing this, Mo Heng was anxious and hesitating whether to reveal his trump card and display the secrets of the eighth-level Taoist law. After all, there is no difference between the eighth-level and seventh-level Taoism, because the warriors of the Daoling Dynasty would never think of the existence of the world.
The secrets of the Eighth Grade Taoism.
But who wants to!
In the hands of Lord Rama, the flame had just grown into a flame. The mystery of life and death that enveloped the two people suddenly collapsed as if they were guided by some kind of guidance.
at the same time!
The slowly burning flame also changed from black to blue. The blue color continued to extend and expanded tens of millions of times in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Mo Heng and the two of them discovered that the two of them had inexplicably emerged from the net.
In the arena, you are in a vast and endless world of stars.
The sea of stars is vast.
Raising his head, he could clearly see countless ancient and huge figures that covered the sky and sun, flying and circling from the sea of stars. What shocked Mo Heng the most was that the body was dark black, with just a piece of scales.