In the gorgeous river of light, Mu Chen's figure rushed towards the front like lightning, and the light flow roared across the surroundings. In each stream of light, there were scrolls of different colors flashing with light, and waves of strong spiritual power fluctuations were emitted.

Mu Chen just glanced at these light flows and took action. With some experiences he had explored before, he knew that most of the spiritual techniques hidden in these light flows were at the middle level of the spiritual level. Although it was quite good, Mu Chen obviously didn't want to be satisfied with it now.

call out.

As Mu Chen continued to move towards the depths of the Light River, a thick and bright light flow came in front of him. The color of the light flow was obviously a little brighter than what he had encountered before.

Mu Chen looked at the stream of light and his heart moved slightly. Then the dark spiritual power surged out from his palm and poked it out, like rolling smoke, sweeping away towards the stream of light.

Bang!

The light flow rushed into the dark spiritual power. Mu Chen hurriedly gathered it, but the light flow was struggling like a fish caught in the net. The huge force even showed some signs of dispersing the dark spiritual power. Seeing this, Mu Chen hurriedly activated the spiritual power again and wrapped the light flow heavily. Then he reached his palm in and grabbed the light flow.

When Mu Chen grabbed the light flow with his palm, some information quickly poured into his mind.

Daluo Ice Jade Hand, a top-level spiritual power, practices with extreme cold spiritual power. When it is completed, the cold air is domineering. All the touches turn into ice sculptures, and they will be broken when they are shot.

"It turned out to be a top-level spiritual technique." Mu Chen smacked his lips. Speaking of which, this level of spiritual technique is already considered good. Thinking that the Spirit Emperor Finger he practiced is only a low-level spiritual technique, and the Spirit Shadow Step is only a medium-level. These two spiritual techniques have been of great help to Mu Chen in the past, but now as his strength improves, this level of spiritual technique obviously cannot satisfy him.

Mu Chen hesitated slightly, and finally exiled the light and let it sweep away. Although Elder Zhutian had warned them not to be too attached to the god-level spiritual technique and to know how to stop at the right time, Mu Chen did not want to be satisfied easily. It was not that he was reckless, but that he had some confidence in himself.

After letting go of the top-level spiritual skills of the spirit level, Mu Chen also moved forward again. In just a few minutes, he encountered no less than ten high-level spiritual skills of the same level as the Daluo Bing Jade Hand, but he let it go. His black eyes nervously glanced at the dazzling river of light, looking for the spiritual skills that made him truly moved.

After searching for more than ten minutes, Mu Chen finally found something...

Of course, it cannot be said to be a discovery, because the ball of light flow was too amazing. If the previous light flows were all loaches, then the light flow that appeared this time was like a python, which was huge and vigorous. Wherever it passed, the rest of the light flow retreated and disappeared, as if they were afraid and did not dare to compete with it.

Mu Chen stared at the light flow like a python, and could vaguely see that in the center of the light flow, there seemed to be a blue light, which was spinning like a storm, emitting amazing fluctuations of spiritual power.

"It's it!"

Mu Chen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stabilized his body. The rolling spiritual power swept out, and his head was shrouded in the light flow like a python.

laugh!

However, just as the spiritual power just enveloped it, the light flow shocked violently, and directly tore the dark spiritual power apart and rushed past it arrogantly.

The fierce resistance of this light flow also shocked Mu Chen, and he did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly activated his spiritual power and swayed towards the light flow continuously.

Hissing!

However, facing Mu Chen's heavy obstacles, the light flow rushed forward and flew past it like a bamboo shoot. The former's obstacle could not achieve any effect at all.

This light flow is so powerful!

Mu Chen's eyes became solemn, and he immediately slapped out his palm and shouted in a low voice: "Vajra Futu Hand!"

Buzz!

The dark spiritual power swept out and quickly turned into a Vajra hand. In that hand, a mysterious black tower pattern appeared and exuded a suppressive force.

As soon as the Vajra's hand condensed, it was slapped at the light flow by Mu Chen's palm. As the two collided, an amazing wave of air swept away, shocking the surrounding light flows.

The Vajra's hand kept exploding with spiritual power, and the tower pattern in his palm was also squirming. The strange power was transmitted, and finally slowed down the rush of the light flow. However, even so, Mu Chen could only form a stalemate with it and was difficult to suppress it.

"I see how long you can last!"

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, circulated his spiritual power, and kept pouring out. At this time, a little relaxation would make the light flow run away, and all his previous efforts would be wasted.

The two were in such a stalemate, and waves of spiritual power continued to spread, and the surrounding area became empty.

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, and sweat gradually emerged on his forehead. This stalemate consumed extremely huge spiritual power, but it was like a tug of war. Once he relaxed, he would be defeated.

Boom boom!

The spiritual power fluctuated constantly, but as Mu Chen's sweat continued to flow, the light flow was no longer as arrogant as before, and the light flow began to dim little by little.

"That's when!"

Just as the light flow became dimmering, a flash of splendor flashed through Mu Chen's eyes and slapped out with his palm. The Vajra hand hit the light flow heavily, and the light overflowed. Mu Chen took a step forward, and his palm rushed into the light flow like lightning, and a storm that penetrated into the center of the light flow.

Hissing.

The storm was slashed on Mu Chen's palm like a blade, and it actually brought blood marks, but Mu Chen's expression was tense and ignored it at all. His palm directly grabbed the scroll in the center of the storm.

When the scroll was received, a crazy struggle kept coming out, trying to escape, but Mu Chen held it tightly, rolling his spiritual power, wrapping it up layer by layer. Even though the tiger's mouth was shattered, he still refused to let go.

Blood dripped down Mu Chen's palm, and the struggle of the scroll finally weakened. Mu Chen then withdrew his palm and looked at the scroll that appeared in his hand with a hot look.

The scroll was blue and full of jade. Around the scroll, there were still tiny wind whirls forming, making a whimpering sound, looking extremely magical.

Mu Chen held the blue jade-like scroll, and then felt a stream of information reaching his mind.

The Nine Dragons Heavenly Wind Skills, the quasi-god-level spiritual techniques, and they practice by picking the strong winds of heaven and earth. When they are accomplished, the Nine Dragons roar, tearing the sky and breaking the earth, and their power is unpredictable.

"Quarantor-level spiritual technique?"

Mu Chen was slightly stunned, and was both happy and surprised. He was happy that this volume of spiritual skills was obviously not an ordinary thing, but surprised that this divine level spiritual skills were actually divided into quasi-god levels.

However, looking at this, the quasi-god level should be the lowest among the god-level spiritual techniques, but no matter how low it is, it cannot change the fact that it is a god-level spiritual technique. Its power must be far from comparable to those top-level spiritual techniques.

Mu Chen stared at the quasi-god-level spiritual technique in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he immediately focused his attention. He didn't have to be too greedy, but he had to know how to stop at the right time. The quasi-god-level spiritual technique is already extremely powerful. If he is not greedy, he may get nothing.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen no longer hesitated. With his palm in hand, he planned to crush the scroll, enter it, defeat the guardian, and truly obtain this quasi-god-level spiritual technique.

However, just as Mu Chen was about to crush, a buzzing vibrated suddenly emanating from his body. The palm was instantly weak, and the palm that was originally tightly held was also loosened.

call out!

As Mu Chen loosened his palm, the blue scroll suddenly flew out and turned into a stream of light and fled quickly.

Mu Chen looked at the scene in amazement, and the god-level spiritual technique he obtained flew directly. Even with his surname, he couldn't help but get furious and roared angrily: "Jiuyou Bird, are you doing it?!"

The previous vibration was obviously not caused by him, and there was only Jiuyou Bird in his body. Who else would be besides this guy?

The Jiuyou Bird in the Qi Sea ignored Mu Chen's roar, but stared at the page of mysterious black paper. On it, a dark purple light slowly rose up and passed away in the last sweep.

Mu Chen, who was furious as he was about to enter the Qihai to find trouble for Jiuyou Bird, suddenly saw a dark purple light wrapping his body. Before he could react, he wrapped Mu Chen and headed straight to the depths of the Light River at an astonishing speed.

This scene also shocked Mu Chen. When the dark purple light appeared, he knew that this was not Jiuyou Bird who was striking the slut. His mind moved, and then he gradually understood the source.

hiss.

When Mu Chen felt the source, he took a deep breath, his eyes full of incredibleness. It was the mysterious black paper that had not been moved for so many years.

"What does it want to do?"

Mu Chen murmured, he found that at this time he seemed to have lost control of his body and could only let the dark purple light lead him to the depths of the light river, which made him feel a little crying and tears. The quasi-god-level spiritual technique he finally got...

When Mu Chen was carried towards the depths of the Light River by the dark purple light, in the depths of the Light River, there was a place like a space for reading. There were dozens of light flows like harsh words floating there, and there was an extremely amazing sense of oppression among these light flows.

At this moment, some vibrations suddenly came out in this place, and after more than a dozen balls of harsh words, a black light that was only the size of a human head slowly emerged.

And just as this black light appeared, the dozens of stunning light balls retreated a little, and the feeling seemed to be afraid of something.

The black light ball was swaying, with a faint ancient fluctuation coming out. It hovered for a while, and then suddenly rushed out of the deepest part of the light river like it was attracted.

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