In the world of the gods, there is no concept of time.

This banquet lasted for three days and three nights.

After the banquet, the lord of the Huangquan Hall first arranged for Xu Ming to stay, and after a few days, he took Xu Ming to accept the inheritance of the general's position.

Xu Ming sat cross-legged and casually set an enchantment around him.

"The old ghost of Mo Fang is in retreat? Moreover, is he still impacting the half-step domination realm?" A touch of cunning flashed in Xu Ming's eyes.

At this time, Xu Ming knew that it seemed that he should do something.

......

Retreat chamber.

Rumble......

Mo Fang's divine body was completely boiling, and every particle in his body began to faintly burn with fire.

"Half-step Domination Realm, I'm here!"

His momentum exuded strong anticipation. Countless Heavenly Dao Perceptions gathered around him, and wisps of incomparably subtle Heavenly Dao Secret Patterns engraved in the void continued to merge into every particle of the divine body.

The momentum of Mo Fang's whole body is getting stronger and stronger!

A satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face: "Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night—— this breakthrough is very smooth! Break through the half-step master, nine out of ten are stable!"

But at this moment......

Syllable!!

A loud slap sounded on Mo Fang's face.

Mo Fang's entire divine body was stunned, his eyes widened in horror, and he looked confused: "What's going on!?"

At this time, Mo Fang realized that there was a bright red palm print on his face.

"Palm prints?" Mo Fang became more and more confused, "How can there be palm prints?"

Mo Fang's spiritual power spread out, and he carefully inspected the entire retreat room.

The chamber was empty.

The guardian formation of the secret room was also intact, and there was no trace of anyone entering or leaving.

"Nobody...... Could it be that it was my delusion just now?" Mo Fang was so confused that he didn't want to, "But it's not right! If it's an illusion, how can there be a palm print on my face!?"

Thinking about it, I don't have a clue.

Mo Fang had no choice but to close his eyes again: "My breakthrough is only halfway through, and I can't break it!!"

Mozambique quickly adjusted its mood and continued to work hard to break through!

Airplanes......

The subtle Heavenly Dao secret patterns in the void are gathering more and more!

When Mo Fang fused the Heavenly Dao Secret Pattern into every particle of the divine body, his breakthrough would be almost complete! However, if he failed in this process, then the entire divine body would not be able to reach equilibrium at the particle level!

And the consequence of not being able to achieve balance is - backlash!!

So, break through, can't be broken!

......

Inside the Huangquan Palace.

Xu Ming's residence.

Xu Ming slapped his face and said to himself: "It's okay, the feel of 'remote slap in the face' is not bad, it's very easy to smoke!"

Although the secret room of the Mozambican retreat is guarded by many formations, no matter how many formations there are, they can't stop Brother Ming's "forced slap in the face" exclusive hanging!

One more formation is nothing more than allowing Brother Ming to consume more hanging points when he slaps his face.

However, how many hanging points can be consumed by slapping a mere god emperor in the face?

"Since it feels good and it's easy to smoke, then ......"

Xu Ming's smile is becoming more and more "insidious" - if it's easy to smoke, you can smoke more!

......

Inside the secret room.

Mo Fang was engrossed in breaking through.

Syllable!!

Without warning, another loud slap rang out. Another bright red palm print appeared on the other side of Mo Fang's face.

"Poof!!"

At the critical moment of the breakthrough, Mo Fang directly spurted out a mouthful of black blood—— all of which were particles that had died due to backlash!

If it's usual, the squirt blood will also spurt the mouth blood, it's not a big deal. And now, Mo Fang is at the critical moment of breaking through, and at this time, a mouthful of black blood is spurted, which means that his divine body and his state are no longer in a perfect state—— which will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the success or failure of the breakthrough!

And, most critically...... Mo Fang is extremely inexplicable!

"What just happened?"

"Someone slapped me?"

"And it's already the second slap?"

"But...... What about people?"

In addition to being confused, Mo Fang is still confused.

"Could it be that there is a power of cause and effect that is secretly attacking me?"

He unleashed his spiritual power again, carefully examined the "Great Array of Cause and Effect Separation", and found that the large array was intact, without the slightest trace of invasion.

"If it's a causal attack, it will definitely be blocked by the causal isolation array!"

The Mozambican side is completely confused about the situation.

But at this time, Mo Fang didn't have much time to figure out what the situation was.

"Forget it, it's important to retreat!"

At this critical juncture for a breakthrough, Mo Fang can only restrain his mind again and devote himself to the breakthrough.

"Although I am no longer in peak state now, I have accumulated a lot of strength, and there should be no problem in breaking through to half-step dominance!"

It's just that......

Will Xu Ming make a comfortable breakthrough for Mo Fang?—— no!

Xu Ming pinched the time for a while, and estimated that now Mo Fang should have re-entered the cultivation state, so he raised his slap again......

Syllable!!!

Another slap is being pumped on Mo Fang's head!

"I ......"

Rumble!!!

The anger in Mo Fang's body completely exploded.

In his eyes, a substantial flame burned, and the terrifying aura on his body swept through the entire retreat room, stirring the thick heaven and earth vitality.

"Who is it!?"

"Who the hell is it!?"

Although Mo Fang was still confused, he was sure that he was definitely attacked by someone!

"Who the hell is it!?"

Crazy roars echoed through the empty retreat chambers.

There was no response.

While stabilizing his transforming divine body, Mo Fang tried his best to probe the entire retreat room to see if he could find a trace of it.

However, Brother Ming's "remote slap in the face" hangs without cause and effect, and there is no trace at all! No matter how the old ghost of Mofang looks for it, he can't even find a fart!

"No?"

"How can there not be a trace!?"

Mo Fang really doesn't believe in evil: "Even if it is the master of cause and effect, he is attacking me secretly!, then, there must be a little trace to follow—— what is the situation!?"

It's not terrible to be pumped!

But the problem is that Mo Fang is so wicked now—— there are already three palm prints on his face, but he doesn't even know where the slap came from!

"Which rat is plotting against me!?" Mo Fang looked up to the sky and roared, "Come out!!!

Syllable!!

Xu Ming's people didn't come out.

However, his slap came out of nowhere again and was fiercely imprinted on Mo Fang's face!

Fourth slap!

Before Mo Fang could see clearly, the palm shadow disappeared again.

Gone?

Mo Fang was in a hurry, wanting to figure out the origin of the slap: "If you have the ability, you can smoke it again!!"

Two shifts today.

(End of chapter)