All ten people broke through to level six, and they all broke through with a perfect foundation of level five, which is surprising.
It can be said that before level nine, these ten people were all outstanding beings.
Without any stop or time to stop, Mo Tian and his group quickly walked towards the middle peak.
Zhongfeng is the center of the Blood Withered Secret Realm, the place where top-quality segmental grass is produced.
With these people leading the way, Mo Tian didn't care about exposing his whereabouts at all. During this period, there were geniuses from the middle sect, and the outer sect disciples were extremely surprised when they discovered them. Some even wanted to kill the outer sect disciples who had defiled this place.
However, these ten people were very intimidating, especially with the blood streaks circling around them. No Level 5 dared to get close to them. It was a calm journey.
Finally, a group of people arrived at the foot of Zhongfeng Mountain.
The Zhongfeng is indeed different. The black stones that exude the coercion of Yuan Consciousness are buried in many places.
Without permission, it is impossible to enter Zhongfeng.
With the strength of these people's consciousness, they would not even dare to step in.
But with Mo Tian here, he dug out all the black stones.
The middle peak that was inaccessible became unimpeded.
The Zhongfeng was indeed different. The mountain was boiling and extremely hot, and there were many Juechen beasts among them. When the group stepped into the Zhongfeng, there were many Juechen beasts attacking them.
They are all level six, and their strength has been greatly improved. Whenever the Juechen beast appears, they are killed, their blood is skillfully extracted, and the essence of their flesh and blood is given to Mo Tian.
Most of the grasses along the way are high-grade.
Vaguely, Mo Tian also discovered a few top-quality segmental grasses.
Three top-quality segmented grasses were enough for Fan Feng to break through. Seeing these segmented grasses, Fan Feng was so excited that he almost cried.
Mo Tian didn't care, he swept halfway up the mountain, all the black stones disappeared, and all the high-grade Duanwen grass and the best Duanwen grass were collected by him.
Halfway up the mountain, there was actually a pond. The water in the pond was rippling, and the warm blood-colored liquid was constantly churning.
There is a terrible essence in it. Take a sip and your whole body will feel relaxed.
"Hey, you are such a rare visitor. Why are you all here?" A lazy voice came from the rolling blood-colored liquid: "This place is so boring. Those inner sect students insist on coming to bathe, but I won't let them. They can
How am I doing?"
"Old antique, we are leaving, will you go with us?" the middle-aged man spoke, and the others also tried to persuade him.
Then, the churning liquid suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, the old antique's voice came: "Leave? Where to go? It has been decades and all the wisdom has been worn away. Where else can I go?"
"Those who competed for hegemony at the same time are either dead or outstanding figures. What does it matter if I go out? Will I be ridiculed by them?"
The old man's sigh made all the slaves lower their heads.
Yes, they have been here for many years. Their relatives thought they were dead, and their graves were probably moved and forgotten.
What to do out there?
Having been out of touch with the outside world for so many years, it is not their world at all.
"I think everyone should forget it. Everyone has his own ambitions. Since this senior is willing to stay here and die, why bother forcing him?"
Mo Tian handed over his hand, quickly collected the black stones buried everywhere, and led Fan Feng towards the top of the mountain.
The mountainside to the top of the mountain was carefully taken care of. There was no Juechen beast, and they were not afraid of being attacked.
As their footsteps got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the entire mountainside fell into a deathly silence.
After a long time, Old Antique finally asked: "Who is this person? He is not even afraid of the Yuan Consciousness that suppresses seventh-level warriors?"
Even he couldn't go up to the top of the mountain, but Mo Tian went up.
"It's scary, the original consciousness is extremely powerful."
The other grass slaves said.
At this moment, a figure stood up in the red liquid.
This man is very young, he looks to be in his early twenties, his sixth-level peak cultivation is in full bloom, and he is actually wearing a golden robe. He was actually an inner disciple of the Golden Emperor.
Moreover, there are actually 72 blood lines all over the body, with perfect level six blood lines.
"Old antique, you can't be trapped here for a long time. You can leave at any time, why do you have to stay here."
"Yes, with your talent, even if you are imprisoned, you can break through level five and reach this stage. Don't be stubborn."
"This Mo Tian is very scary. He rescued us. We are willing to follow you out. Since people outside have forgotten us, we must let them remember and let some people in Jindi Academy remember those who are against them.
The guys are all back."
The grass slaves all opened their mouths, their faces filled with anticipation. They didn't know where they were going when they left, and they needed a leader.
And this person is none other than an old antique.
"Is there still a chance?" Old Antique caressed his long hair and sighed: "With our foundation, even if we reach the eighth level, we are still the best among the same level. But the time has been delayed for too long. We started to cultivate the soul at the ninth level. We have no chance at all."
If you can't catch up with them, no matter how strong you are, you will still be just an ant in front of the powerful ones in the Soul Dao."
Many slaves don't know what a strong soul means, but Old Antique knows that he knows what a strong soul means better than anyone else.
In front of a strong soul, there is no difference between ordinary warriors, intermediate warriors and ants.
"It's okay to go out, unless..." Old Antique said: "Unless we have a different method of cultivating the soul."
The expressions of the other grass slaves changed, and they had different methods of cultivating their souls.
Such techniques can only be possessed by ninth-level warriors, and they are simply beyond their reach.
"At the fifth level, you can discover the Yuan consciousness that suppresses the seventh-level warrior. This person is not simple. It is impossible for any Yuan consciousness cultivator to reach this step at the fifth level."
Old antique speculation.
"Are you going to snatch the method of cultivating Yuan Consciousness from him?" A grass slave exclaimed, but he was also moved.
As the old antique said, even if you are ungrateful, you will still rob.
"Do you dare? Anyway, I don't dare." Old Antique shook his head and said: "This person has never hidden the power of Yuanshi in front of us, which proves that he is not afraid of being exposed in front of us. The powerful Soul Dao is extremely terrifying. He should have the means to deal with it.
us."
This evaluation is very fair.
"Let's go up and see what he's going to do. Let's play by chance." Old Antique stood up and rushed out first.
…
Quickly reaching the top of the middle peak, Mo Tian was also shocked by the sight before him. There was actually a blood pool here, which looked like a magma pool.
Around the pond, there are hundreds of top-grade weeds growing, and the place is very remote. There are all kinds of weeds on the ground, as if no one has been there for a long time.
Mo Tian and Fan Feng looked at each other, and both of them quickly started collecting without stopping.
Soon they were all collected, and the two of them were even more unceremonious. They cut off the most powerful parts of the top-quality Duanwen herb, and kept the rest. In the end, hundreds of pure parts were saved.
"You can break through, I will protect you."
At this time, Old Antique spoke up.
The voice was very flat, without any emotion in it.