The Wandu Sect has dissipated for thousands of years, and no one has taken care of the medicine field. The spiritual medicine here condenses a large amount of medicine.

Even though it was only one inch short, the huge amount of medicine still made Ye Mo feel pain. It seemed that his whole body was burning, and even his soul seemed to be scorching by the fire.

Whether it is the bones or muscles, they are tempered repeatedly. The black impurities that have no trace before were found were found, and then they were directly annihilated in the high temperature. At the same time, Ye Mo's bones gradually became crystal clear as jade.

The bones are more delicate and tight.

Then Yao Jin, Ye Mo quickly began to practice the third stage of "Tiankui Ba Body Art" to strengthen his physical strength.

The meridians are expanded and tough, and the qi and blood flow rapidly like boiling sea water. The blood that was originally hazy and slightly golden is now covered by gold, and you can only see the blood-red color by chance.

On Ye Mo's body, an invisible layer of light appeared and faintly against the skin, and the surface of the skin was more delicate and soft.

After half an hour, all changes stopped.

Ye Mo opened his eyes. He missed everything that had happened before. The hot but constantly improving feeling was like breaking through on the East China Sea deserted island.

"call"

The right hand suddenly clenched his fist, and the whistling sounded, and he punched it out with one punch. The wind surging, and a barrier appeared on the surface of the fist. That was a situation where the speed reached the extreme.

With a muffled sound, the fist wind left a very simple fist mark on the windows of the extremely hard wooden house. You must know that this wooden house can resist the attacks of the Nascent Soul monks.

Ye Mo showed shock. Compared to before, he increased by more than three times, and it was an all-round increase, not only in terms of strength, but also in a much higher speed.

"This is only the third stage of the Tiankui Body Art. If I truly practice to the ninth stage, how strong will my body be?"

Ye Mo finally understood why in ancient times, body refining cultivators also occupied a place.

Although there is no power in the early stage of physical cultivation, in the first and second stages, you can beat it down with a high-level spell. However, if you follow the current improvement of the Tiankui Body Art, you may be able to reach the fourth stage.

It is comparable to the combat power after the combination of the stars and the sky.

One force can reduce ten times. The power is extremely strong, with a huge force of millions of kilograms, and even magical spells can be smashed with one punch.

"It seems that you will need more effort on the Tiankui Body Art in the future."

Ye Mo said intimately that once the spell is invalid, the strong body may be able to save his life.

Then, he continued to sacrifice and refine the small tower of Wanyuliu, turning it into his magic weapon.

Based on his understanding of ancient painting scrolls, although this gray material magic weapon is unknown, it is unimaginable that nothing can hurt them.

The phantom's anger has reached its limit, and even the body of the spiritual sword has a red light flashed faintly, but it has never been able to enter the wooden house.

The phantom is now angry, why didn’t he take advantage of the previous opportunity to kill Ye Mo? As a result, there are endless variables now.

After a long time, a figure walked out of the cabin step by step.

"Why, can you bear to come out?"

The phantom mocked him, but for no reason, he felt insecure.

In his eyes, Ye Mo was just a faster cultivator. Even if the secret technique exploded, he could easily kill it.

Although Ye Mo can still be killed easily now, he always feels that he should escape far away, rather than waiting here.

But...everything.

The gray tower in Ye Mo's palm made the phantom unable to move its steps, and it looked greedy.

"It's really a matter of money, birds die for food."

Facing the phantom that rushed towards him, a trace of mockery flashed in Ye Mo's eyes, and then raised his hand, and the eternal flow turned into a stream of light and blasted towards the sword spirit.

"boom"

The black spirit sword and the eternal stream blasted together.

"No"

The phantom suddenly trembled violently, the sword body began to shatter, and a shrill scream rang out.

It had no idea that its hard fight with Gray Tower actually caused a crack to create on its sword spirit body, which could not resist at all, and its strength dropped sharply.

In an instant, it trembled and wanted to fly.

However, how could Ye Mo let it escape? Almost immediately afterwards, the gray tower turned into dozens of feet in size and suppressed it.

"boom"

The sword body became more and more broken, and the crazy screams gradually faded with the phantom, retracted into the spiritual sword, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The whole process took less than ten breaths.

"Bang"

The spirit sword that was originally floating in the air fell to the ground.

Ye Mo was surprised, but he didn't reach out to pick it up.

In the world of immortal cultivation, especially in the ancient world of immortal cultivation, there are countless magical powers and secret techniques, and such powerful sword spirits may not have no last resort.

"Let you disappear"

Ye Mo was full of fear for this spiritual sword.

A nine-profound ice flame left the body, directly covering the shattered spirit sword and burning it in the air.

"ah"

The screams mixed with the sound of the sword sounded again.

"I am the eternal sword spirit, immortal. You cannot kill me and let me go, right? I am willing to serve you as the Lord and serve you loyally forever."

The phantom appeared again, coerced and tempted, and soon begged for mercy.

Ye Mo couldn't help but be insanely shocked. The phantom of the sword spirit was indeed not dead yet, and it was actually hidden inside the sword. He couldn't help but sweat down. If he went to pick up the spirit sword rashly, now...

The dangers of the world of immortal cultivation are indeed everywhere.

Ye Mo's face remained motionless, and the Nine Profound Ice Flames rotated and kept burning.

In the end, the phantom was unwilling to dissipate.

Click

Under the calcination of the Jiuxuan Ice Flame, the spiritual sword shattered one after another, and then turned into a ball of golden liquid, completely ruined.

"It's Star Gold, no wonder this spiritual sword can produce spiritual wisdom."

Looking at the ball of metal liquid, Ye Mo thought for a while, put away the Jiuxuan Ice Flame, reached out to make a move, and divided the ball of golden liquid into four, completely dispersed, and put it into the storage ring.

Ye Mo was very worried about what other means it could be resurrected. This is true for the man in black, and so is the phantom. The methods of the ancient monks were mysterious.

But this time even if the phantom is still playing tricks, these star golds cannot be condensed together, they will never be able to recover and will never have a chance to be resurrected.

After doing all this, the moonlit night soon enveloped the entire ruined secret realm of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Ye Mo sat cross-legged at the entrance of the Heritage Hall.

He couldn't get in even if the light outside the hall was not broken. It would be better to wait for Gao Jian and Lin Ying and the others to come out before discussing the way out.

The Ye family fleet outside was too anxious to do anything. Fortunately, Lord Mo's cultivation was not high, so the fleet should be able to deal with it.

Ye Mo took out the eternal flow again and studied it carefully.

There are five layers of bans in the entire Wangu Stream Tower. As the master of the weapon, Ye Mo easily passed through the ban and then found the Wangu Stream Core.

A little bit of spiritual thought remains at the core.

The eternal flow originally in Ye Mo's palm rotated slowly into Ye Mo's Nigong Pill between his eyebrows, and finally settled on the golden elixir.

Ye Mo's spiritual consciousness followed him into Nigongmaru and looked at Nigongmaru's current situation.

At the top is the three-story small tower that flows forever and ancient and mysterious.

In the middle, the golden elixir rotates continuously, the five elixir patterns are exquisite and complex, and the surrounding primordial spirit and energy are hazy.

Further down, the Eight-System Sword Pills suck and spit out the true energy, growing stronger every moment.

At this time, the eternal stream suddenly vibrated, and then the gray fog converged, and the small tower emitted light everywhere.

Inside the tower, there is a spiritual soil as lively as water flowing slowly in the empty space, rotating and extremely gorgeous.

Time and space trembled, and Ye Mo suddenly appeared and stood on the spiritual soil.

Just after admiring for a while, Ye Mo flashed into the second level of the Eternal Stream.

Also covered with gray everywhere, the spiritual energy almost liquefied within hundreds of feet of space. Just breathing, Ye Mo felt that the true energy in the dantian was extremely active, and it was absolutely comfortable to practice here.

The flow rate of time here can be adjusted, which is similar to the ancient scroll.

After a little look, Ye Mo thought to reach the place he really wanted to reach this time.

The third level of the eternal flow.

Compared with the first and second floors of gray space, the third floor is extremely bright.

The interior space of the third floor is much larger, and it is a place to upgrade low-grade spirit stones to top-grade spirit stones.

There are small grooves where spirit stones are placed around it.

Ye Mo waved his palm, and then one lower-grade spirit stone after another was accurately stuck in the concave nest.
To be continued...