How could the inheritance of a generation of beast gods be so simple and easy? Otherwise, it had been taken away by people for millions of years, and how could it be kept until now?
The Beast God looked at Mo Han, who was kneeling on the ground with a sincere expression, and chuckled: "Are you sure you want to accept my inheritance? You have to know that the relics of God have existed for so long, and my inheritance still exists. It's not that there are no outstanding people.
It’s not that I didn’t come here without great pride, but it’s because my inheritance requirements are extremely demanding. Many people who once accepted the inheritance have long since turned into a piece of loess in this god’s ruins, leaving nothing behind.
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"Although you practice the Emperor Dragon Art and have an extremely strong body, my inheritance not only tests your body, but also tests your mind. It also places extremely high demands on your spiritual consciousness. If you fail to achieve even one point, you will definitely die.
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After finishing, the Beast God stared at Mo Han, wanting to see how Mo Han performed.
Mo Han stood up and looked up at the Beast God. He did not swear that there would be no problem like other prides. Instead, he thought seriously for a long time and asked: "Master, how does the pain of accepting inheritance compare to the thunder disaster?"
The Beast God was stunned and didn't understand the purpose of Mo Han asking this question, but he suddenly remembered that when Mo Han was refining the beast blood pill, out of some evil intention, he waved his hand to Mo Han and created a thunder disaster.
, thinking that Mo Han was asking about the thunder tribulation: "It is much more severe than the thunder tribulation you experienced before. Compared with the pain of accepting the inheritance, the thunder tribulation you experienced before is just drizzle and nothing."
Mo Han was stunned. He didn't expect that the inheritance of the Beast God was so powerful. No wonder so many prides had fallen into the family before. However, Mo Han didn't care about this. After all, in his eyes, Thunder Tribulation was just the best place to practice.
And Shiquan Dabu Pill: "Master, the pain of accepting your inheritance, compared with the punishment, which one is more severe?"
"Of course, the punishment is severe. Even if you accept my inheritance, even in my heyday, you may not be able to survive the punishment." The Beast God just finished, and suddenly realized that since the end of the ancient era, thunder tribulation has ceased.
It will fall down easily, let alone fall down.
"Oh, that's no problem. Master, feel free and bold to hand over your inheritance to me, and I will definitely make it shine with the most beautiful light in the world!" Mo Han said with a confident look on his head.
The Beast God seemed to feel that something was wrong: "No, son, have you ever seen a real thunder disaster?"
Mo Han nodded indifferently: "I've seen it, not just once, but many times. Before I came to the Relics of Gods, I survived a thunder tribulation, and then I was promoted to a spiritual master and martial artist."
Looking at the confused gaze of the Beast God, Mo Han suddenly remembered his recent thunder disaster: "Master, the thunder disaster caused by me refining the elixir in the ruins of the gods was not your bad taste. You want to teach me a lesson.
No wonder Thunder Tribulation is so weak, even without being beaten, it is gone before I can absorb enough vitality!"
Looking at Mo Han's shaky look, the Beast God suddenly wanted to beat him, but he thought that he had misunderstood him from the beginning, and seeing Mo Han's smiling face as if he had seen through everything, the Beast God waved his hand angrily,
Throwing the last drop of his blood essence towards Mo Han: "Get ready, accept the transfer"
Mo Han looked carefree on the surface, but when he saw the essence and blood of the beast god flying towards him, he quickly sat down cross-legged and immediately entered the cultivation state, preparing to welcome the essence and blood.
After the beast god threw out the essence and blood, he did not make any move or give any hint to Mo Han. He stood above and looked at Mo Han quietly.
The essence and blood left the control of the beast god and instantly turned into a Kunpeng, swooping towards Mo Han, as if he wanted to swallow Mo Han in one gulp.
Throughout the Jinluan Palace, the wind and clouds surged as the Kunpeng, which was transformed from essence and blood, seemed to be placed on the sea. The Kunpeng puffed up its wings and was about to fly away.
At this time, Mo Han had fully activated the Emperor Dragon Art and the Great Dream Heart Sutra. But despite this, when the essence and blood turned into Kunpeng, Mo Han's consciousness and soul seemed to be pulled into another space. When Zheng
In this space, the sea is the same color, and the ground is an endless sea. The end of the sea cannot be seen in any case. The sea water is deep and dark, and there seems to be no living things in the water. It is deathly silent. It is also endless and cloudless, and the colors seem to be reflected by the sea water.
Generally, it is also deep and dark, making it difficult to tell which is the sea.
Mo Han was sitting cross-legged in mid-air in this extremely depressing space, as if he was about to be submerged by the earth and turn into a speck of dust and disappear into this world.
The wind suddenly rose on the calm sea, and the waves suddenly hit the ground. An extremely huge fish slowly floated up from the depths of the seabed, and no movement was seen from it. The entire ocean suddenly boiled, and violent storms came in an instant.
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Looking carefully, Mo Han found that this huge fish occupied almost two-thirds of the sea surface. As the fish got closer to the sea surface, its wings continued to grow larger. At the same time, the wind and waves on the sea surface also continued to grow larger.
, as if like this giant fish, it was about to break out of the sea and hit the sky.
There was a loud bang, and the speed of Kun's rise seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. In half a cup of tea, it had already reached the surface of the sea and turned into a giant bird rushing towards Jiu.
The Peng was bigger than the Kun in the sea. The moment Kun turned into a Peng and came out, Mo Han landed on the back of the Peng, as if he had landed on a continent, feeling extremely fulfilled and safe.
When the Peng spreads its wings, it blocks the sun, as if the night has arrived early; when the Peng flaps its wings, the wind suddenly rises, the mountains roar and the tsunami roars, the earth shakes, and huge waves thousands of miles away crash down, as if the end is coming.
Mo Han stood on Peng's back and once again felt his own insignificance. Once again he felt that his power was so weak on the earth. He had no power to fight back at all, not even the slightest thought of resisting. After all, the earth
His power is really too strong, and he is really too insignificant.
Peng carried Mo Han and flew high, arriving at the nearest place in an instant. The whole sky suddenly pressed down, making Mo Han feel suffocated like never before.
In this moment between life and death, the shocked Mo Han seemed to realize something, and it seemed that there was an arrangement somewhere. Mo Han suddenly woke up and shouted: "The door of the sky, the bridge of the earth, once the wheel comes out, everything becomes empty."
, the four wheels of the wheel turn into yin and yang and reverse!"
A round of black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared above Mo Han's head, slowly spinning. The whole earth flipped over in a moment of Mo Han's thoughts, turning into earth and earth. Peng carried Mo Han and rushed headlong into the "".
It's just that the sea is the sea at this moment, so Peng Shi brings Mo Han back to the sea. Peng instantly turns into a Kun and sinks into the sea.