At the level 300, when the mysterious power came here, Mu Ming's thoughts were crushed into countless light spots again. This time it was no longer an invisible fragment, but a faint green light. Obviously, even after the mysterious force was crushed again, it was different.

Mu Ming's heart was much calmer, but he was still looking forward to it. It would be great if he could really cultivate spiritual consciousness, but this might not be possible, because the transformation of the gods must pass the heavenly tribulation. This heavenly tribulation not only acts on the body, but also on the mind, which is the necessary process of the formation of spiritual consciousness.

At this time, someone appeared at the seven hundredth level, not a disciple of the academy, but a young man in red, the Vermillion Bird in the mouth of the little monk.

The fastest disciples were ten, and they were only at the six hundred levels. They used secret techniques, because each of them looked different from usual. Some of them qi and blood surged through the sky spirit cap, and blood-colored runes appeared around them to form a fog to cover themselves, while others activated a broken bone. There was a sound coming from the bone block, which was quite mysterious. These people undoubtedly did not use their powerful means just for the opportunity at the highest point.

There is not much time left before that extreme realm, so the competition here becomes extremely precious.

At first, many people only knew that the Mountain and Sea Sutra were precious, but there was no definite concept. But now, the powerful Mountain and Sea Sutra can regenerate essence and blood, and even make monks have the way to change. If they go further, they can feel the power of creation.

Because this is a scripture of creation, born in nothingness and achieved in spirit monsters. This is how many monsters are now. Many people are jealous when they see the boys in red at high places, but they are extremely helpless. Someone has dealt with him before, but the end is extremely miserable. The flame magic of the Vermilion Bird is deterred. His realm has not passed this realm, but his strength has reached the extreme of this realm, and he is already the supreme.

When Mu Ming opened his eyes again, he felt that 30% of the essence and blood in his body had been refined.

At this time, the originally dry body also changed, but this change is not very obvious. Just like a dry river, clear water flows through it, and the river channel will not look full, because the clear water will first fill the dry gullies inside the riverbed.

The same was true for Mu Ming's body at this time. The absorbed monster's essence and blood did not change the pure flesh and blood power, but flowed into the bones, which surprised Mu Ming very much. However, when he saw that his bones actually accepted these powers without any rejection, Mu Ming realized something.

All along, we have always used the magic skills to temper our bodies, but more of them can be said to temper our roots and bones.

Because roots and bones are the basis for the body's strength, but most of the power of heaven and earth that is absorbed is absorbed by the power of flesh and blood. After the bones are tempered, the Lilang is absorbed much less. However, at this time, his own qi and blood are absorbed by the essence and blood, and the flesh and blood naturally wither, which loses the carrier of the absorption power. Therefore, these forces are naturally absorbed and strengthened by the bones.

"Nearly 30% of the power is absorbed, and... isn't it enough?"

Mu Ming frowned. This situation was a bit unexpected. Didn’t he notice it when he was practicing?

It seems that this is true. The Gods' Art is strange, but Mu Ming always feels that he has not made him have too many powerful things. This is a feeling, but now it seems not, but he has neglected this key reason. However, it is not too late.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Mu Ming's face changed, because when he looked inside, a trace of green mist appeared out of thin air in his bones. After the mist appeared, they were divided into two streams, one directly headed towards the Tianling Platform and wrapped around the sixth spiritual body. When the sixth spiritual body moved, the mist penetrated into his eyebrows, and the originally illusory body actually condensed a little.

Another mist sinks into the Dantian and sinks into the Dantian, and finally becomes a simple form, with a wooden character.

"The Wood Clan Bloodline!"

When Mu Ming saw this rune, he knew that this was the bloodline of the Wood Clan, which was also the key to the achievement of the Sixth Dao Spirit Body. He thought it would take some time for the seal to appear in the pit before it would appear completely, but now it has emerged from the bones.

"It is the traces left in the body that resurrection, even if they are sealed, they will appear at the right time."

Mu Ming said to himself, but only he could hear it.

"Dillon, how are you physically?"

Mu Ming calmed down his thoughts, but when he saw Di Long awakening, he had an idea, so he said directly.

Di Long was stunned, for some reason why he asked this question, but replied: "It's not as weak as the little monk."

Mu Ming smiled silently and said, "Then I'll try it."

"But your body... come on."

However, before he finished speaking, he saw Mu Ming stretched out his fist. For some reason, there was any fluctuation in his cultivation, but Di Long had to be careful. This was intuition and did not improve his cultivation. He directly punched him. This was his confidence and a means. He was a fist, but he was extremely powerful and his strength was restrained.

boom!

Only a muffled thunder sounded from the two of them

"No, it's almost the same as me."

The little monk suddenly opened his eyes and said, an invisible wave caused a strong wind, which made his face hurt.

Mu Ming hurriedly stopped. He was careless just now and didn't care about the few people. Fortunately, Jin Yue woke up at this time. Jin Yue was not affected by Mu Ming and the others. However, Jin Yue shook her head and smiled bitterly at this moment. The strong wind swept over him, but it could feel the powerful fluctuations that were not something that he could have.

I thought that my achievements today were very good in the clan, but after I met Mu Ming, I saw the little monk Di Long and others again, so he realized that he looked down on him a little. Therefore, he felt a helpless sigh.

Mu Ming seemed to see his intentions and said, "Many times, what is strong is not a person's strength, but a heart that becomes stronger.

Jin Yue was stunned, and Di Long was also thinking, he was shocked just now.

Because, he saw that Mu Ming's body was not good, but it was good. I thought Mu Ming's fist was so hard, and he was strong because of his own bloodline. But Mu Ming, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like he was seriously ill.

"It's me who is obsessed with appearance."

Di Long thought to himself that Mu Ming's words touched him very much.

Jin Yue nodded, her eyes brightened a little, and without that feeling of loss, Mu Ming and Di Long's fists collided, so he could naturally feel that the two of them had not used their cultivation, but the powerful fluctuations were probably not comparable to ordinary magic. This shows that the two of them had reached a small level of physical success and could directly break the magic attack.

At this time, Mu Ming saw that the magic vine had also entered the seven hundred levels, but unexpectedly, the magic vine did not meditate immediately, but directly turned into a magic vine and rolled towards the boy in red.

This scene naturally alarmed many people, because before, the monsters were all right and wrong.

"The fight starts, the monster starts."

"How strange it is."

Someone shouted, and Mu Ming and others quickly looked at it, and saw the black fog and waves of magic vine move rapidly there, while the boy in red made a crisp whistle, which directly turned into a vermilion bird the size of a palm. He opened his mouth and spitted it, and a rich flame attacked the magic vine.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the black fog and the red flames touched each other. The black fog was swallowed by the fireworks in an instant, and the flames turned black in a moment and then disappeared.

However, the two did not continue to fight immediately. The magic vine changed and turned into a boy in black and walked towards one of the stone steps to meditate. The boy in red snorted coldly and walked towards another.

“What the hell did you give birth?”

Jin Yue was puzzled, but no one could answer, and the others were also confused. For some reason, the monster who was originally peaceful fought there, but after only one blow, they separated and did not decide the outcome.

However, many people know that the next time will not be as calm as before.

Soon, the other monsters also entered there, but unlike before, these monsters were very different from the previous ones. Many people knew that something must have been born, which made these monsters who were not originally involved in it began to be alert to the other party.

Mu Ming and his men did not delay, and this time they accelerated a little. However, when the few men reached the level 400, the monsters did not leave, but meditated quietly.

"It seems that they are also restricted and cannot be as relaxed as before."

The little monk glanced at the monsters and said thoughtfully.

"These essence and blood are prepared for the disciples in the academy. If they want to obtain those essence and blood, they will probably be much larger than ours."

Jin Yue added that several people nodded in agreement.

Immediately, few people didn't say much and began to reorganize their minds again. When the minds were combined again, Liu Di's Liu Dao spiritual body in Mu Ming's body became more solid, and there was a hint of blue in Mu Ming's blood. Although not much, Mu Ming felt that the fusion of essence and blood was accelerated a little.

At this time, the essence and blood were fused 40%, but most of these 40% of the power was absorbed by the bones, and the flesh and blood did not get much.

After one incense stick of exercise, among the seven hundred levels of monsters, a girl left first, while the boy in red closed his eyes and frowned, and the same was true for the other monsters.

At this time, Mu Ming and his men also reached the level 500, but after they arrived here, Jin Yue was obviously much more struggling, and she recovered after absorbing the golden beast bones very quickly.

"I'm afraid the nine hundred level is my limit."

Jin Yue looked at the powder in her hand and said, it was transformed by the animal bones that lost their power after being absorbed.

Mu Ming and his men also saw his situation. The backlash of essence and blood made him dare not merge with other essence and blood. At least it was impossible here. Therefore, resistance here would cost more, while the few people were different.

The ninth ferocious beast tattoo on Di Long also appeared. Although the blood marks on his body faded away, his qi and blood were still sufficient.

The little monk has not changed much from before, and the same is true for Mu Ming, but his face is still pale, but it is this change that has not changed anything that surprised Jin Yue, because Mu Ming is not as bad as he imagined. On the contrary, this wonderful state makes him look weird, but also mysterious.

"I hate it!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly, and the blood on his body dissipated directly, then he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a coma.

Some people have reached the seven hundredth level, but after stepping into less than a few breaths, they feel that their qi and blood are defeated, and their cultivation is completely dissipated. And at this time, the essence and blood are backfiring, which causes this.

Many people who meditate opened their eyes. There were disciples from the 300 level and disciples from the 600 level. These people were angry at first, especially some of the disciples below him. His voice was loud, and they were also in the power of cultivation. Many people were awakened directly by him, but when they saw this person's appearance, many people chose to remain silent.

The demon vine also started fighting at this time. After looking at the man, he waved his arm and a black vine flew out directly, and then swept the man away. However, he did not throw this man away, but rolled the man towards the place where Mu Ming was.

Many people thought this scene was strange, but they were curious about where the vine was going. However, when they saw the vine rolling the man to Mu Ming, many people were stunned.

Not to mention them, even Mu Ming and others were the same. After watching the vine put down the man, the magic vine turned into ashes, but the herdsmen's eyes fell on the magic vine.

"I won't let you help him, are you?" The little monk glanced at the man, then said to Mu Ming.

However, at this time Jin Yue said: "This is a disciple of Difeng. I know him. He is a child of the Tu tribe in the imperial capital. He is named Tu Yan, who is a few years older than me."

Mu Ming nodded, withdrew his gaze, and said nothing. He took out ten sequels of grass directly, and then said to the little monk: "Get your bowl?"

The little monk's face turned dark and was about to refute because this was a magic weapon, not a bowl. However, after seeing Mu Ming's intention of joking, he reluctantly touched it from his cuff and took out a purple bowl.

"The world in the sleeve?"

Jin Yue said in a lost voice.

"It's not bad, good vision."

The little monk's face changed and his eyebrows suddenly turned bright. However, when he saw the wooden master handing the bowl to Di Long, his face turned dark again because Di Long took out a white bone and mashed the herbs, and then took out the water from the storage bag and stirred it evenly. The little monk simply turned to the side and stopped looking.

Jin Yue was unclear and signaled Di Long. Di Long laughed and said, "You don't know, this is a Buddhist magic weapon, something that even the monks in the Reincarnation Realm are jealous."

Jin Yue was stunned and couldn't help but smack her lips. Looking at the purple bowl in Di Long's hand, she finally knew why the little monk had a bad face. The love wooden name was used as a medicine bowl.

But I couldn't help but smile in my heart. It was such an interesting combination. It would be fine if one knew the importance of this bowl, but the other just borrowed it directly.

At this time, Mu Ming was not idle either. His fingers were on several large acupoints on Tu Yan's body and the Danhuo appeared on his fingertips, and then they changed into thin filament lines.

Clever hand!

This person is not only as simple as exhausting qi and blood, but also the residual marks in the essence and blood of the monster also began to backfire, similar to Jin Yue. Fortunately, this person also realized this before and directly suppressed the residual marks with the remaining qi and blood.

After careful examination, the remnant scar has calmed down at this moment, but if the suppression power formed by the qi and blood is exhausted, the remnant scar will probably begin to restless again.
To be continued...