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Chapter 1585 The Origin of the Land of Twilight

The eighth level is not opened, and the effect of the sacrifice tower to increase the practice is almost completely lost. .t.

But this does not mean that Mo Yu will stop practicing.

To be fair, even without the help of external forces, his own talent for cultivation is amazing enough!

Mo Yu's soul practice has reached the level of a master, and his soul's law imprint is even more comparable to the God of War.

As the cultivation level of the Saint-like cultivation was unblocked, the two superimposed together and they suddenly developed a complementary effect.

This made his cultivation speed suddenly faster!

There is no sun and moon in the tower, and two years pass in a blink of an eye.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged, and his breath all over his body had no obvious change from before.

But it is a little more round and peaceful than before, and everything is under control.

The tower spirit appeared, and his indifferent eyes fell on Mo Yu, feeling the mellow and peaceful, he was slightly stunned, and then he showed a faint sense of joy.

At this time, Mo Yu opened his eyes.

Ta Ling's praise was unblocked, "Even without my help, you will be able to reach today's realm sooner or later."

Mo Yu smiled. In two years, he not only improved his cultivation, but also calmed down.

The negative emotions such as anxiety, worry, and hidden anger that intertwined in his heart did not dissipate, could no longer affect his mind.

"You are here to be just a compliment, are you?"

Ta Ling looked at it seriously, from this sentence, he felt the tranquility in Mo Yu's heart.

This state is not peace and silence, but a calmness, confidence, and a strong will that should not have been broken before.

This is even more valuable than improving cultivation!

"I'm here to tell you that the time to wait is coming."

Mo Yu looked solemn, "Now, you should be able to tell me what's going on, right?"

Ta Ling nodded, "The place where the great world fights with the sky overseas is called the dusk. I believe you have heard of it. In that vast area like wasteland, there was an extremely powerful civilization that eventually disappeared completely for some reason."

Mo Yu's eyes froze, "It's related to this?"

"The two worlds did not originally contact the overseas sky and the great world, but one day, the great world began to spread and invade, and the two worlds collided. In the collision place, the original laws gradually broke and destroyed, and the creatures under the laws also suffered a catastrophe. Therefore, the dusk land appeared."

The tower spirit slowly talked about the great secret between heaven and earth, "At the same time, the collision between the two worlds will form a wormhole after a long period of time. In the wormhole, the fragments of the broken laws of the two worlds, for some reason, merge together and become a magical seed."

The name of the seed is Jianmu!

This is an amazing tree. It is planted on the edge of the world. As time goes by, Jianmu gradually grows.

Its rhizomes and branches can pierce into the opposite world, plunder power, and weaken the origin of the other world.

Therefore, every time a wormhole appears over the years, it is a peak showdown between the overseas sky and the world!

Everyone wants to obtain the seeds of wood to weaken the other party.

What Ta Ling wants is the wormhole that Mo Yu entered and opened this time.

Mo Yu frowned, "In the wormhole, is there a chance to enter the big world?"

"yes."

"What are your arrangements?"

"Things are not yet sure, so I can only adapt to the situation."

Mo Yu's brows were frowning even tighter!

After a long time, he nodded slowly, "I agreed. But how should that pig deal with it?"

Although the weather has been calm for two years, Mo Yu’s heart has not yet dissipated a trace of vigilance.

Taling said: "Leave it to me."

"How long will the wormhole appear?"

"It's not certain, but it must be this month."

"What do I need to do?"

"Just wait, and someone will come to invite you."

Mo Yu looked up, "Hope, you didn't lie to me!"

Taling's voice was calm, "You must believe that I will not harm you."

Mo Yu shook his head, "I can't believe you completely, at least... I can't."

Ta Ling didn't say anything more and turned around and left.

Mo Yu's face was free from sorrow and joy. He was silent for a long time and sighed softly.

Hopefully, this time will go smoothly!

...

The dark hall is in a dim state, and only the outline of the object can be seen blurred.

At this moment, on the wooden stand in the corner, there were thirteen round altars flashing with strange red light.

This red light is not bright, but a kind of dull condensation.

It's like, the blood that has been left for a long time!

The halo shines, and you can see clearly that there are some fragments of the round altar in the corner of the wooden frame.

Next to it, another round altar, although it was not broken, was covered with cracks and dull light.

There are five upper and lower layers, three per layer.

There are fifteen round altars in total.

"Only one left..."

A gloomy voice came from the underground and echoed between the halls.

"Old Ancestor?" The monk in the hall was shocked, "Please think twice!"

The voice sounded again, "There is no time left, even if one is missing, I have to try it. If I can return to my hometown smoothly this time, so what if I lack one?"

"Old ancestor!"

"I have decided."

As the words fell, there were thirteen round altars on the wooden stand, and the blood suddenly won.

The blood light on the surface instantly condenses into a picture, and there are thirteen different places.

The same is that in each picture, there is a monk who holds his head and roars in pain.

The heads exploded, and the blood and energy in the whole body rose, and were eventually absorbed by a skull.

After absorbing all the essence, energy, qi and blood, the skull turned scarlet and flew straight out of the picture.

Then, the thirteen round altars were broken together!

Thirteen scarlet skulls flew out directly from it and roared to the center of the hall.

In a blink of an eye, I just formed a head!

But there were two missing pieces of the head, one on the left ear and the other on the back of the head.

The head roared, and two balls of flames suddenly ignited in the sockets of the eyes.

Large pieces of black blood gushed out from the cracks of the stone slabs on the ground, rising drop by drop, carrying a strong smell of stench, and first poured into the head.

Granulation breeds, wriggling and growing rapidly, and soon appears, a cold and white face.

Then, the neck, then the body, and then the limbs.

From bones, to internal organs, to flesh and blood, and finally to skin.

All are made up of underground black blood!

The monk in the palace rested on the ground with five bodies, "See the ancestor!"

He raised his hand and a purple-black robe appeared, wrapping his body inside. The man who appeared in front of him was a man who seemed to be in his thirties and was quite majestic.

He is the ancestor of the Feng family!

Using the method of burial, the skull was divided into fifteen pieces and implanted into the bodies of fifteen overseas monks.

Use its breath to deceive the secrets of heaven and avoid the punishment of heaven!

At the same time, cultivate parasites, and eventually plunder them all and turn them into one's own cultivation.

The ancestor of the Feng family spoke, his voice calm, but every syllable exuded a heart-pounding coldness.

"Call all the strong men under the family and prepare to set out into the wormhole. If I can return to the ancestral land smoothly, when I return, it will be the day when the overseas heavenly world is extinct!"
Chapter completed!
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