The buzzing sounded in my mind, as if I had entered an inexplicable space. In this space, the familiar and baonue space turbulence was whizzing by Mo Ran and the others, and the purple-black space crack could be seen at a distance.

The gale of wind was like a unique storm, blowing aimlessly in the space. When the gale of wind blew, the airflow brought about was like sharp blades, quickly cutting the internal air protective cover formed outside the body by Mo Ran and Mo Tianxing.

The strong wind was so fierce that the seriously injured grandparents and grandsons had no extra strength to stop the storm from blowing and cutting. Fortunately, in this teleportation array that traveled through the turbulent space, the two of them did not need to use their own physical strength to find a way out. Otherwise, they would definitely be blown by the storm so that they would be unable to survive and would not be protected by the storm.

Even so, the two of them felt very difficult. Mo Tianxing behind him was most of the meridians were interrupted by the sword force, so he could not exert too much internal energy. Over time, the defense behind him gradually disappeared, but Mo Ran had to spread all his internal energy to protect the Mo family ancestor behind him from being hurt.

It was like a journey of time. After a long time, just when Mo Ran was so tired that his eyes could not be opened, a dazzling light ahead made Mo Ran feel energetic in the tiredness.

A hundred miles away Mo Ran felt that it was the warm sunshine like the rising sun. When I saw it, Mo Ran knew that the other end of the teleportation array had arrived.

Just when he was happy, a purple-black light flashed not far away in front of him, but it surprised Mo Ran. It was a strong wind that was blowing ahead, blocking Mo Ran's way.

Mo Ran, who has practiced the art of the formation world, knows that the teleportation array is a space-time channel that is forcibly opened between two space points with powerful energy. Once this teleportation array technique is successful, the people who are teleporting through this array will naturally be in the turbulent flow in this space. However, the central position will not be numbed by the turbulent wind generated by the turbulent flow in the surrounding space.

However, the phenomenon of gale wind blocking the road is now happening. Mo Ran understands that this teleportation array must have existed for too long and there is no sufficient spiritual energy to maintain an error at a certain point. Although this error is very small, it is enough to be fatal.

As Mo Ran saw in front of him, the destination was about to reach, but the wind was blocking the road. It was difficult for Mo Ran to estimate the consequences of this phenomenon.

I don’t know if Mo Ran had bad luck or Mo Tianxing was not lucky all the time. Seeing that he was about to reach the other end, the gale of wind suddenly whistled towards the two of them.

Although it was just the remaining power of the turbulent space, its power was not something that Mo Ran and the other two could withstand at present. The strong wind blew by, forcibly separated the two of them from the extreme. At that time, Mo Ran and Mo Tianxing could finally not stand the violent blow and fainted at the same time.

He was drowsy, the consciousness in his mind was very blurred, and the power of his soul could not be used all, leaving only a trace of it. Mo Ran could only see the origin of purple qi in his mind with a little purple light, which was shining with purple light in his mind, which caused Mo Ran to see nothing else, and even the two internal qi in his body were trapped in endless darkness.

Suffocation, this is the first feeling Mo Ran felt after his mind became conscious, as if something was desperately drilling into his body, nostrils, mouths, ears, and even eyes, and even eyes, were not idle, and was basically filled with things that made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

It is salty, with a bit fishy smell and a little bitter. This is Mo Ran's evaluation of what he enters his body.

It seemed like liquid, Mo Ran thought hard.

At this moment, the uncomfortable feeling came again, but this time it was poured into Mo Ran's whole body at one time.

Buzz ~

The powerful energy attacked the body, causing Mo Ran to faint again.

I don’t know how long it took, a little yellow light began to operate independently in Mo Ran’s dantian. The yellow light came suddenly, without any signs, but in a flash, the liquid entering the body was expelled from the body like a rush.

In the hazy, Mo Ran seemed to hear someone talking.

"Wow~, what a powerful breath, I like it."

"Yes, how could there be such a powerful earth-attribute aura in the master's body?"

"Boss, get up and take a look."

"Look, idiot, don't bother me."

“Uh~”

My mind was quiet, and Mo Ran's consciousness gradually became clear, but he still didn't say anything.

Mo Ran, who didn't know what happened, could only let a thick aura flow independently without any resistance.

Soon, the thick aura suddenly started to flow wildly. At that time, a thick earth-yellow armor slowly condensed outside the body, tightly wrapping Mo Ran's body from head to toe.

"Macaroni Stone? How could the witch master's macaroni Stone be in the master's body?" A surprised voice sounded.

"Spiritual Great?" Mo Ran knew the sound, which was the Spiritual Great of the Eight Stones of the Formation of the Palace.

"Wow~, boss, it's really a macaroni. You're not mistaken?"

"Nonsense, I have been with the Witch Lord for so many years, how could I read it wrong?"

"Wow, we are blessed to not live like a ghost anymore."

"Shut up, the master has not completely refined it. Now the breath of the macaroni is constantly leaking. We want to remind the master to wake up."

"Oh ~, yes, yes."

The person who spoke was the Bashi of the Formation Palace that Mo Ran conquered. When he heard Lingda's reminder, the brothers suddenly woke up, and then began to yell: "Master~, Master~"

"Master, wake up~"

"It will be too late if you don't wake up."

…

The noisy calls made Moran feel upset, but this was also beneficial. Just when Moran couldn't stand it, his consciousness suddenly returned to his control.

"Lingda? You guys?" Mo Ran exclaimed in surprise.

Before he could report it, Ling Da said anxiously: "Boss, you have a powerful earth-attribute aura in your body. Refine it quickly, otherwise it will be wasted."

"Earth-attribute aura? Original earth spirit?" Mo Ran suddenly remembered the Tongxin Stone. The next moment, the weak soul power quickly inspected outside the body, and then realized that, as the Lingda said, the original earth spirit that had long entered his body began to move towards one of the differentiated crystals.

In a state of great joy, Mo Ran didn't care where he was. His body suddenly turned up and crossed his knees, and his hands kept dancing out the handprints of the Brahma Art. After a moment, the leaking earth-attribute energy stopped and changed directions, all of which were entering towards the crystal.

I don’t know how long the refining process will take. Mo Ran just thoughtfully controlled the breath to keep swimming in his body, and the various organs, meridians, even the fur, and flesh and blood cells in his body are constantly changing under the operation of this breath.

It seemed as if after a long time, the original wood spirit reappeared, and then the cold original fire spirit. The three breaths were stirred together, like a very pure three-color energy sea, forming a small vortex of air flow in the purple palace dantian.

Then, the origin of purple qi flashed through a thousand feet, and unwilling to join the feat of fusion. The four major energy sources collided with each other, entangled with each other, merged with each other, and intertwed with each other.

As time passed by bit by bit, Mo Ran only felt that the meridians in his body seemed to have life, swimming constantly. This feeling shocked Mo Ran.

This is the change of the meridians, which is changing its original position and separating from the nerves and flesh that are connected to it.

Mo Ran knew that there were only two explanations for this situation.

The first is to get involved in the devil, causing the meridians to reverse, thus causing the body to lose control of the meridians. The ultimate knot caused by this situation is: either the meridians are completely abandoned and become a person who cannot speak, the eyes cannot see, the hands and feet cannot move, and only a little consciousness can be vegetative; or they will die directly.

Second, on the contrary, the changes in the meridians can make them change their position in the body as they wish. If the practitioner can control it, this phenomenon is called reverse meridian change by all warriors on the continent, which is the realm of the Martial Saint.

Of course, Mo Ran knew that he was still very awake and his body was in good condition, which was not a sign of being possessed by the devil. So there was only one explanation, that is.

Breakthrough of the Martial Saint.

"Martial Saint? So fast?" Mo Ran knew that he had not lost his memory. Of course, he knew everything that happened in the desolate land before. At that time, he was still a level 8 martial maniac. When did he have the strength to break through and become a martial saint?

In shock, Mo Ran's thoughts recovered very quickly. He knew that the information he gave him would never be wrong. This was the time to break through to the Martial Saint.

The mind was converging to the extreme, Mo Ran used all his soul and internal energy to pay attention to the sudden breakthrough feat. Soon, the movement of the meridians had already walked all over any changeable position in the body, and finally returned to the previous position again.

At that moment, Mo Ran only felt the origin of the four internal energy in his body rushing violently.

This is an extremely amazing atmosphere.

While it was constantly surging, four terrifying bright lights were scrambling to shine in its body with dazzling four colors of brilliance.

No stopping.

Almost instantly, Mo Ran was bloated like a fat man weighing hundreds of pounds. The airflow bulged his skin, like the ownerless elves swimming in his body, moving happily.

The body felt like it was being violent, but the thick yellow inner qi armor outside Mo Ran's body made the airflow in Mo Ran's body unable to leak out at all.

Mo Ran knew that he had any pain, so he could only disperse these four internal energy mixed together to all parts of his body.

The skin, bones, blood, and meridians are full of energy, and even the purple dantian is supported by the breath so that it can no longer be stored.

Just when Mo Ran couldn't bear it, the Lingda voice rang out.

"Master, soul-submission technique, now is the perfect time to condense the most powerful body."

Hearing this reminder, Mo Ran suddenly woke up, and the two-hand seal technique changed into a magic technique of soul-sending, constantly guiding the extra huge energy into the direction of the spiritual sea. I don’t know if Mo Ran was intentional or unintentional. Eight tiny people with different images were slowly shaped by them from the size of rice grains.

These eight little people were like eight transparent statues without any consciousness, quietly sinking in Mo Ran's mind, slowly getting bigger and smaller, from big to small, from small to big, constantly changing.

"boom"

Finally, when the last trace of inabsorbable aura was used up, Mo Ran's spiritual sea and Dantian burst into a thunderous roar.

"Level 2 Martial Saint."
Chapter completed!