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Chapter 743

Words:2883Update:22/06/21 11:54:05

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Chu Yuan scanned the crowd coldly. His face was dark and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. The moment the spiritual fire entered Mo Wen's body of its own accord, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

The spiritual fire was something that Lord Blood Soul had specifically asked for. If he returned empty-handed, he would definitely be punished, and it might even affect his position in the Ghost Lair.

"Chu Yuan, if you are not satisfied, you can go snatch the spiritual fire from Mo Wen. Go now. Don't hide in the Four Guardians Light Shroud like a coward."

Nangong Mingzhu looked at Chu Yuan and sneered. Her eyes were filled with disdain. She had not expected that Chu Yuan would still be thinking about the Spiritual Fire at this moment. He was simply courting death.

"That's right. If you are unwilling, you can go out and snatch it. That Spiritual Fire is an item of the heavens and earth. If you have the ability, no one will stop you."

Jin Ying glanced at Chu Yuan disdainfully. A person who hid under someone else's protection actually had the nerve to covet the spiritual fire.

"Shameless," Pei Fengwu snorted coldly.



Not only did the people close to Mo Wen look at Chu Yuan with dissatisfaction, but all the human ancient martial art practitioners looked at Chu Yuan with strange gazes. They had not expected that Chu Yuan would actually still have thoughts about the spiritual fire at this time.

In reality, although the human ancient martial art practitioners who had come here had come for the spiritual fire, after experiencing so much, many of them no longer had the intention to do so. As long as they could get out alive, that was more important than anything else. What's more, if they could make it out alive, everyone would gain a lot. They might not come out empty-handed. Rather than coveting that illusory soul that he couldn't be sure if he could refine, he might as well be down-to-earth and be more realistic.

Moreover, Mo Wen only had the possibility of defeating the Dragon Horse after absorbing the spiritual fire. If it had been anyone else, even if they had the spiritual fire, they would not have been able to defeat the Dragon Horse. In the end, everything would have been for naught. Hence, other than Chu Yuan and a few others who were blinded by greed, no one felt that there was anything wrong with Mo Wen absorbing the spiritual fire. Instead, he was happy about it.

One by one, the ancient martial art practitioners looked at Chu Yuan. Their gazes were filled with mockery, disdain, and contempt. Almost no one had been provoked by Chu Yuan. Even Bu Xingyi and the members of the Ming Temple only had ugly expressions. However, they didn't say anything because they knew very well that the situation was already hopeless, so they naturally wouldn't make a fool of themselves.

Chu Yuan's expression was extremely ugly. Initially, he did not have much interest in the Spiritual Fire. In a situation where death was certain, it was an extravagant hope to get out alive, not to mention those worldly possessions. But now that they had a chance to get out of here alive, he immediately had another thought.

"Chu Yuan, you are really getting more and more lively. I advise you not to court death. Otherwise, forget about the Spiritual Fire, even your little life will be a problem," Nangong Mingzhu said indifferently.



Mo Wen closed his eyes. Feeling the changes in his body, Zhang Xuan subconsciously began to circulate his Secret Art. Following the route that he had comprehended previously, he merged the three Secret Arts together, and his circulation speed immediately increased severalfold.

The power of the spirit fire continued to spread around his body, one round after another, and his cultivation continued to grow.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a shell breaking within his body, as if something had broken and broken through a bottleneck. At that moment. The power in Mo Wen's body was like a broken dam, gushing out …

"Golden Core Realm!"

Mo Wen opened his eyes abruptly. His eyes shone with a golden light, like two suns. A body full of power. In the blink of an eye, a fundamental change had taken place. It seemed to have become much more corporeal. In terms of the nature of its power, it had directly advanced to a whole new level.

Golden Core Realm! Mo Wen discovered that he had broken through to the Golden Core Realm. It was the real Golden Core Realm, not the illusory power of this space.

The power of the starlight obtained from killing monstrous beasts was only effective in this space. However, Mo Wen's current improvement was not because of the starlight, but because of the power of the four tail feathers and the spiritual fire. This kind of improvement was his own improvement.

In an instant, he discovered that his body had undergone a huge change. Regardless of whether it was his body or his Inner Qi, there was a fundamental difference.

The Embryonic Breathing realm and the Golden Elixir realm were originally a dividing line. Previously, although Mo Wen could battle with Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners and even kill them, he was ultimately not a Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. But now, he had finally reached this step.

Endless power surged in his body. He felt that his ability to control his power had increased by a few times. With the same cultivation, he would certainly be able to unleash greater power now.

The four-colored light that enveloped Mo Wen slowly disappeared. The four tail feathers and the spiritual fire had all entered Mo Wen's body and disappeared.

A terrifying aura spread out with Mo Wen at the center. It was almost as powerful as the Dragon Horse after it had lost its spiritual fire.

Mo Wen slowly looked at the Dragon Horse. His lips curled into a smile. "Miss Dragon Horse, the battle has just begun."

"You may not be able to defeat me. Originally, I had no choice but to kill you. But now, in order not to become a pawn, even if I die, I will die with you."

The Dragon Horse pursed her lips. Her voice was still gentle, but from her voice, one could sense an unyielding determination.

"You most likely cannot kill me," Mo Wen said plainly.

If it had been before, even if the Dragon Horse had lost its spiritual fire, he would still not be a match for the Dragon Horse. But now, with the enhancement of the four tail feathers and the spiritual fire, he was not much weaker than the Dragon Horse.

"Until the end, who knows? Don't think that you can defeat me just because you have the spiritual fire."

The Dragon Horse's body released a silver light. She extended her hand and placed it on her head. Then, she plucked off the two dragon horns. The dragon horns shone with a silver light and flashed with mysterious ancient runes.

The next moment, the two dragon horns transformed into two long swords that shone with silver light. The swords were four feet long and were very similar to the ancient Hua Xia swords. The two long swords emanated a shocking aura.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed slightly. Demonic Spiritual Treasure! The pair of dragon horns was the Dragon Horse's Demonic Spiritual Treasure. The dragon horns were the toughest part of a divine dragon. Using the dragon horns as a Demonic Spiritual Treasure would certainly be extraordinary.

From the two long swords, Mo Wen could sense an aura that was no less than that of a superb-grade profound level weapon. It was comparable to his Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear.

Her arm shook slightly and the two long swords transformed into silver dragons that charged towards Mo Wen.

Mo Wen laughed softly. With a thought, the six flying swords that had been floating around him immediately flew out. The six flying swords connected from head to tail, forming a sword matrix that directly enveloped the two silver dragons.

The six flying swords were all superb-grade profound level weapons. Moreover, the six of them could be linked together to form a sword matrix.

One could imagine the power of a sword matrix formed by six superb-grade profound level weapons. The six flying swords trapped the two silver dragons in the sword matrix. The flying swords trembled slightly and countless sword silks flew out. The overwhelming sword silks enveloped the two silver dragons. In the time it took to take a few breaths, the two silver dragons were cut into countless pieces.

With a flash of silver light, the two long swords escaped from the sword matrix. Their light was dim and they were clearly damaged.

"Right now, you are not a match for me," Mo Wen said lightly. Although the Dragon Horse's Demonic Spiritual Treasure was very powerful, it was naturally not enough against a sword matrix formed by six superb-grade profound level weapons.

Originally, the Dragon Horse did not need to care about the power of the six flying swords at all. She could crush Mo Wen with absolute power. But now, the situation was different. The power of the six flying swords immediately manifested.

"Don't celebrate too early."

The Dragon Horse coldly snorted. Her fair hand grabbed the long sword that flew back to her. With a flash of holy light, her silhouette disappeared from her original spot.

The next moment, her entire person became a whirlwind. With a flap of the wings on her back, the incarnation of a white dragon suddenly appeared in mid-air. The body of the white dragon emanated a rather astonishing and terrifying power. Even Mo Wen was shocked.

The white dragon was exactly the same as the Primeval Flaming Dragon from before. However, this white dragon was not an Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. Instead, it was the incarnation of the Dragon Horse. It was even more solid and emanated even more terrifying power.

The incarnation of the Ancestral Demon.

Mo Wen exclaimed softly. He had not expected that the Dragon Horse could actually unleash the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon.

The incarnation of the Ancestral Demon was similar to the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. It was related to the strongest ancestor in the bloodline inheritance. However, the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon was even rarer than the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. The Devil Clan that had the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon would definitely have the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. However, the Devil Clan that had the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit might not have the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon.

Legend had it that among a thousand Devil Clans that had the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit, only one person had the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon. The probability was one in a thousand.

Even among the Devil Clans, the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon was not common. Moreover, the Dragon Horse was currently just a monstrous beast.

In terms of bloodline purity and talent, this Dragon Horse clearly surpassed too many Devil Clans.

The figure of the white dragon swayed, directly crashing into the sword matrix formed by the six flying swords. A terrifying power poured down, actually knocking Mo Wen's six flying swords away.

In the blink of an eye, the white dragon had rushed to Mo Wen's body. A huge dragon claw viciously struck out.

Ding!

The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear became a beam of silver light, colliding with the dragon claw. A terrifying power swept out, toppling the mountains and overturning the seas.

The power of the white dragon was too terrifying. Mo Wen's figure shook and he was sent flying.

"As expected of the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon. It is indeed very powerful." A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth. Although the white dragon was only the incarnation of the Ancestral Demon of the Dragon Horse, it had a trace of the power of the Primeval Flaming Dragon. Even with his current cultivation, he could not withstand that power.

Roar!

A loud and clear dragon roar sounded. The next moment, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky. In the sky above, the clouds churned. A huge dragon silhouette that seemed to cross the sky appeared above the clouds. The dragon silhouette was incomparably majestic, connecting the heavens and the earth. Its eyes were cold and majestic.

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky. It was like the might of heaven, crashing directly towards Mo Wen.

Dragon's might!

Mo Wen was shocked. Dragon's might was the power that made the Divine Dragon Clan famous. Legend had it that the Dragon God had the bloodline of the King of Ten Thousand Demons. Its might could intimidate the heavens and the earth, and it could not be violated. Once the dragon's might appeared, everyone would submit to it.

As a famous remarkable power of the Divine Dragon Clan, Mo Wen naturally knew how terrifying dragon's might was. However, he had not expected that this Dragon Horse could actually unleash a power like dragon's might.

With a flash of purple light, the Cries of Hades Bell appeared in Mo Wen's hand. His expression immediately became serious. Two masses of golden flames burned in his eyes. (To be continued.)

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