"Shh!" Jian Lao put his index finger on his mouth and said softly: "Mo Tian is about to have an epiphany, let's stop talking."
Looking at Mo Tian who was bowing his head in deep thought, Tianfeng also nodded, looking at this disciple who he cared about in the outer sect, not knowing what his epiphany would bring him this time.
As time passed by, the blood-red color on Mo Tian's body became more and more intense.
A majestic momentum swept through the entire mansion, and Jian Lao and Tian Feng in the dark couldn't help but tremble when they felt this momentum.
Too scary!
His pupils shrank, looking at Mo Tian in the blood-colored light and shadow, as if he had seen a living demon.
The sword master's legs kept shaking, as if he was about to kneel down and worship under this terrifying pressure.
The sword master is like this, and so is Tianfeng, and Tianfeng feels even worse.
Looking at Mo Tian, he was like an ant, only worthy of kneeling and prostrating, not even having the courage to stand up.
"Calm down!" the sword master yelled, clearing his consciousness and also clearing up Tianfeng beside him who was already unable to bear the pressure.
"Yeah!" A loud shout came from Mo Tian's mouth.
His closed eyes suddenly opened, and blood-red light shot out from Mo Tian's eyes.
The entire mansion turned blood red in an instant, and the black hair on his head also turned into deep red in an instant.
On the forehead covered by bangs, the seal of a long sword is looming.
If you look carefully, that long sword looks exactly like the Shura Demonic Sword!
The golden robes of the inner disciples kept swinging under the majestic momentum, making a grinning sound.
"When will this boy be good?" Tianfeng couldn't help but scolded.
At this time, Tianfeng was already kneeling on one knee, forcing himself to keep his body from kneeling. His eyes were bloodshot and veins popped out on his forehead.
If the sword master hadn't stood in front of him to help him share part of the pressure, he might have knelt on his knees and worshiped Mo Tian.
"Mo Tian! Concentrate! Breakthrough!" the sword master shouted.
He could see that Mo Tian was breaking through the barrier between his third-level warriors.
This layer of barrier has troubled Mo Tian for a long time. Now, with the help of his understanding of the four ounces of strength, he has been able to break through the barrier of this layer of barrier and successfully break through to the third level warrior.
However, for some reason, Mo Tian, who had broken through to the level of a third-level warrior, did not stop, but continued to break through!
Mo Tian's face was covered with unknown magic lines, and there was a little blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Mo Tian! Listen, sit down cross-legged and stop making breakthroughs. You are going crazy now! Stick to your heart and stabilize your cultivation!" the sword master shouted.
Mo Tian's various phenomena are like being obsessed.
Blasting out thousands of kilograms of iron wood was too much for Mo Tian, and when he broke through, the pseudo-demon energy in his body was flowing everywhere. In the end, Mo Tian's body was out of control, and the pseudo-demon energy in his body began to riot.
Crazy absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, transforming into pseudo-demon energy that constantly breaks through the barrier of cultivation.
However, despite Boss Jian's shouts, Mo Tian still didn't react and continued to make breakthroughs.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Tian still broke through to the realm of a fourth-level warrior! A layer of iron color appeared outside his body!
"Asura Iron Body!"
Mo Tian raised his head and shouted loudly.
"Give it to me, Ning!"
Tiemu, who was beside Mo Tian, suddenly and automatically appeared in front of Mo Tian for some reason.
Holding back the raging pseudo-demon energy in his body, the veins in Mo Tian's arms popped out like a horned dragon.
He grabbed the thousand-jin iron wood that appeared in front of him and tore it apart violently! The thousand-jin iron wood was torn in half by Mo Tian!
Tear it apart again! Thousand pounds of iron wood is torn apart again!
After being torn apart countless times, the heavy iron wood has been reduced to small pieces.
"Mo Tian, what are you doing!"
The sword master wondered what Mo Tian was doing and asked hurriedly.
Holding back the pain, Mo Tian turned his head and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
"Master...honor...go...quickly..."
As he spoke, Mo Tian suddenly picked up all the iron wood fragments scattered on the ground in his arms and jumped into the twenty-five-meter-deep pit.
Boom——
With a muffled sound, Mo Tian fell to the ground and directly put a piece of ironwood debris into his mouth.
Mo Tian entered the pit, and the pressure immediately dissipated a lot.
Tianfeng also reluctantly stood up against Jian Lao's body, panting heavily, and the sweat on his body had already wet his outer sect master's robe.
"Put up a barrier! Protect Mo Tian from breaking through!" Boss Jian shouted.
As he spoke, his whole body's vitality exploded, and layers of barriers transformed from Jian Lao's hands, all covering the twenty-five-meter-deep pothole.
Tianfeng also used his whole body's energy to set up a barrier after taking a rest to protect Mo Tian from breaking through.
It wasn't until his energy was exhausted that Mr. Jian sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
Tian Feng sat next to Jian Lao and gasped, "What happened to Mo Tian?"
"It's out of control," Jianlao said. Before Tianfeng could be surprised, Jianlao continued: "But, he seems to be conscious. I don't know why he tore apart a thousand pounds of iron wood and brought it in. We just need to protect this place.
The rest is up to him. It seems like it has something to do with his physique."
"You are too impulsive!" Mr. Xue's scolding voice echoed in Mo Tian's mind.
"Do you know that if I hadn't been here, you would have gone crazy like this! Originally, you could have waited for your recovery to break through, but you had to break through forcefully! Now all the pseudo-demon energy in your body has rioted, and your cultivation has now broken through.
It’s time to become a fourth-level warrior."
"Now, what you have to do is to condense the Shura Iron Body and rely on the powerful body of the Iron Body to eliminate the rioting pseudo-demon energy in your body!"
"Xue Lao, tell me what should I do." Mo Tian endured the overwhelming pain inside his body and gritted his teeth and asked.
"Fortunately, there is iron wood here, or a thousand pounds of iron wood. You can devour it to make your Shura iron body more solid. Moreover, iron wood has the effect of suppressing vitality and even demonic energy, which can help you suppress riots.
Pseudo-magic."
"Am I going to eat him like this?" Mo Tian asked.
"Life or death, you choose for yourself!" Mr. Xue's answer was still so unreserved.
"I'll eat it!" He suddenly grabbed a handful of iron wood chips and put it in his mouth.
The strange thing is that this iron wood seems to be hard, but after entering the mouth, it directly turns into a stream of sweetness and enters the belly.
Except for a slight iron smell, everything else is fine.
After swallowing a handful of crumbs, the Shura iron body outside Mo Tian's body solidified a bit, and the rioting pseudo-demon energy inside his body also calmed down a bit.
After feeling the effect, Mo Tian was overjoyed and kept putting the ironwood chips into his mouth.
The two men, Jian and Lao, who were standing outside the pit, watched blankly as Mo Tian put the iron wood chips into his mouth one after another.
"Sword Master, can this iron wood be eaten?" Tianfeng asked doubtfully.
"How do I know that even with my strength, I can't tear a thousand kilograms of iron wood apart, but Mo Tian can actually tear it apart. He can also swallow it. It seems that this is related to his physique. He can tear the iron wood apart."
The wood is transformed into its own supply." The sword master looked at Mo Tiandao.
"Have you noticed that Mo Tian's aura has become much more stable, not as chaotic as before."
"As long as he is okay, I really want to know about his physique." Tianfeng murmured.
"Again, this is his secret. You said he didn't show such strength before, but after Si Guo Ya came out, he became different. I feel that his physique is awakened by hatred, and the stronger he becomes.
The more extraordinary your physique is, the more you need to face the test of life and death before you can become a truly strong person." Sword Master said.
"Our seeming obsession may be just a small setback as Mo Tian's physique slowly awakens. In the future, he may encounter more..."