The Forbidden Formation Kingdom...Mo Yu searched all his memories and was sure that he had never heard of this place. However, it is not difficult to judge from its name that it should be a dangerous place full of various terrible restrictions! Thinking of Yang Peiyao's warning that at least the eighth-level Great Lord Realm was qualified to enter it, he had to suppress this matter for the time being.

But Mo Yu's experience of harvesting rag fragments three times undoubtedly proves that it cherishes it to the extreme. Even if it is broken into many pieces, it is scattered in the world like dripping water in the sea and sand in the desert. It takes great luck to get one piece. However, he got three pieces in just over a year... Perhaps, there is really some fate between him and these rag fragments.

Moreover, he has obtained the inheritance of Yang Peiyao's Forbidden Formation. As long as he does not fall in the middle of the way, the cultivation level of the Forbidden Formation will be extremely strong in the future. When his cultivation is enough, he might as well enter the forbidden Formation Kingdom and collect the blood-stained rags that Yang Peiyao saw. Perhaps he can really find clues to crack its secrets. However, this is destined to be a long time later. There is no need to think too far at the moment. It is the most important to grasp the present.

After understanding this, Mo Yu folded three pieces of rags into the green wooden box and carefully put them in the storage ring. After completing this, he hesitated a little and asked in his heart: "Senior, do you have any free time? I have something to ask for advice."

After pausing for a few breaths, Qin Qing'er's cold voice came, "Say."

Mo Yu noticed the indifference she showed, and his voice became more and more cautious. "When I inherited the inheritance of the ancient forbidden formation of the powerful people in the cave, I had the opportunity to seal 365 evil gods of the heavenly capital. I wonder if my seniors can have a way to refine it?"

While speaking, a red blood bead of human head size on his hand was squirming violently and struggling to escape, but was forcibly blocked by the runes of the forbidden formation on the surface. But even so, he could faintly hear one of the tyrannical roars, constantly coming from it.

"The Evil God of Heaven?" Qin Qing'er's voice was a little more solemn. She paused for a few breaths and continued: "It's indeed this ancient evil spirit. I didn't expect that there were still people who dared to refine it and cultivate it to the current level of small success. I don't know how many killings I'd have to be done."

Mo Yu was slightly stunned. Before he could ask more questions, Qin Qing'er spoke, "The evil god of Tiandu needs to take the blood of ten thousand people to build a blood pool, and then use secret techniques to activate it. After several years, it will take several years to generate 365 evil gods' will. Then it is constantly raised with human blood and gradually grows and grows. Now the evil god of Tiandu has been sealed in your hand, at least tens of thousands of people's blood to have this power."

Killing tens of thousands of people is just to refine a magical treasure! Even though I know that the world of cultivators is cruel and ruthless, the first time I heard about this, Mo Yu's face turned extremely gloomy, and a murderous intent surged in his heart!

Wang Ke really deserves to be killed! This person is a powerful man from the Jihuo Sect, which also made Mo Yu feel a lot of evil about the powerful force of one of the four major sects that he had never dealt with.

Qin Qing'er felt his murderous intent and said lightly: "At the same time, those who are not strong in their minds are gradually affected by the inner demons, their personality is distorted, violent, and vicious. Evil and bloodthirsty killing often do anything to gain powerful power. In the future, as your cultivation improves, your horizons will be broadened, and you will encounter more and more such things. Therefore, in the future, when you improve your cultivation, you should also pay attention to training your mind and be alert at all times to avoid falling into the devil's path."

Even though she was cold, she could not make any false reminders in her words.

Mo Yu bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your advice, senior."

In Yuling Space, Qin Qing'er bit the corner of her mouth slightly, her eyebrows were frowning, her eyes full of resentment of being angry and not fighting! Why didn't you consciously remind him of these things, what does it have to do with her in the future?

Qin Qing'er, the most important thing for you now is to restore some strength and then send a message to the strong people in the clan to come and pick you up. Don't think about something inexplicable!

She breathed slightly to calm her mood, and her voice suddenly became a little colder, "If you want to refine the evil god of Tiandu, you can use the power of the bow in the soul space to absorb the evil god of Tiandu itself, and then refine it into your body according to this "Big Zhoutian" and slowly refine it as you practice in the future."

A strange magic trick called "The Great Zhoutian" appeared in Mo Yu's memory, and Qin Qing'er's breath became silent.

Mo Yu didn't know why she suddenly became cold. After being stunned, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, and said that the old saying of a woman's heart is indeed reasonable. Even as a peak powerhouse in the world who is about to reach the immortality of the ninth level, it is no exception.

But soon he restrained his mind and began to read the magic tricks of "The Great Zhoutian" in his mind, and his eyes gradually became brighter. This "The Great Zhoutian" can be called a strange secret technique, but it can also be regarded as an alternative way of forbidden formation. This formation takes the body of a cultivator as the formation base, and uses 365 evil gods of the heavenly capital as the formation talisman. After the formation is formed, the monk will automatically seize the power of the evil god of the heavenly capital into himself until it is completely refined.

With Mo Yu's current vision of the Forbidden Formation, he could naturally easily see the mystery of this formation. After careful consideration, he felt more and more wonderful. He couldn't help but secretly admire that Qin Qing'er is worthy of being a saint of ancient lineage. He learned all of them are rare mysterious techniques in this world! As long as the evil will of the evil god of Tiandu is successfully stripped away, they themselves will become Mo Yu's great tonics, slowly refining it into his body, and his soul cultivation will be rapidly improved.

His thoughts moved slightly, and when he spread his palms, a stream of black blood evil spirit surged out of his fingertips, wrapping the blood beads transformed by the evil god of Fengtiandu.

"What a pure evil, a murderous aura. Good little babies, Master Jiexia is coming to pity you! Haha!" As the chilling laughter sounded in the soul space, the black blood evil aura wrapped in blood beads suddenly surged up quickly.

The roar of the three hundred and sixty-five evil gods of the heavenly capital suddenly became louder, but soon turned from anger and tyranny to fear struggle, and it became lower and lower, and completely dissipated in a moment... The soul space, the black blood evil aura outside the Tribulation and Killing Sky Bow increased greatly, and gradually turned into a black blood sun, which exuded even more terrifying aura!

"I've eaten so much, and my strength can be restored a lot this time. It's so refreshing! The master can catch more of this kind of thing in the future, and we can eat as much as we can! No, I have to sleep quickly and digest it so that I won't be overwhelmed!"

Mo Yu smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the sealed blood beads again, and a little joy surged in his eyes. Its color faded a lot, and it lacked the fierce aura and seemed neutral and peaceful. The soul swept over and was sure that it was fine. He waved his sleeves and waved his sleeves to untie the blood beads. With a move, the blood beads were broken into three hundred and sixty-five small figures, and whistled into his body...

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Tuoba Feng was closing his eyes and practicing hard. Five days passed. With the help of many pills, his face disappeared with the help of many pills, and gradually he became a little more bloody.

At this moment, a gentle tapping sound came from outside the cabin.

He quickly restrained his breath, his eyes opened and his faint joy flashed, and he brushed his sleeves to open the door.

The Prime Minister of the Southern Kingdom walked in quickly and bowed and said, "Shao Sect, I have received the message. At noon today, the sect leader will lead 13 elders to the Four Seasons Sect!"

"Okay! My father has finally arrived!" Tuoba Feng smiled, and his face showed excitement, "Since that's the case, I have to start the arrangement. I believe the next thing will be very exciting."

"The Four Seasons Sect has existed for so many years, and it should be gone now!"

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