Raising his head, Mo Zhiyao looked up at the sky.

On the top of the Laurel Tree Emperor is a huge hole, through which you can clearly see the eye of the tornado raging outside.

Through the eye of the wind, you can see the deep starry sky and the bright crescent moon. I don't know if it's an illusion, Mo Zhiyao felt that the moon he saw here was much bigger than from the outside, as if he could reach it with a raised hand.

A touch of silver light sprinkled down, just shining on the body of the Laurel Tree Emperor, the Laurel Emperor seemed to have life, the body of the tree trembled, the leaves rustled, Mo Zhiyao could clearly feel its cheerfulness.

"It seems that there must be more than one hole like this, and I fell into one of them to fall here. Mo Zhiyao looked at the crescent moon above his head and analyzed it in his heart.

"I don't know how many years this Laurel Tree Emperor has grown here, thanks to this tornado eye outside, it doesn't exude a breath that makes people notice. Mo Zhiyao's eyes were full of excitement, and he played with the moonlight in his palm. "Otherwise, I would have been discovered, and it would not have been my turn to pick it. ”

The external eye of the wind conceals the condensed and rich aura of Yuehua, so that it can grow here with peace of mind. If Mo Zhiyao hadn't been accidentally brought here by the crazy blue-eyed color-winged lizard, he would never have discovered the secret of this place.

The Black Lotus Mountain Range is already dangerous and abnormal, and the cliffs here are so deep, even if someone dives down and sees the terrifying tornado, they will quickly escape, how dare they enter to investigate?

Shicai was excited in his heart, and he was nervous about whether there were demon beasts guarding him, Mo Zhiyao didn't take a closer look, and at this moment, he looked at it carefully, on such a huge laurel tree, the moonlight condensed, plus one in his hand, there were only nineteen in total.

Yuehua condensation is extremely cherished, and the quality of this Yuehua laurel tree is far beyond the ordinary Yuehua condensation. Ordinary ones, but the color is silver and white, these nineteen are all golden color.

With a wave of his arm, Mo Zhiyao condensed the remaining eighteen golden moonflowers on the branches, plucked them all, and put them into the jade. This kind of treasure, of course, Mo Zhiyao will not stay.

Looking at the one in his hand, Mo Zhiyao pondered for a moment and decided to absorb it on the spot. Nowadays, the number of magic patterns far exceeds the number of human patterns, and the top priority is to quickly condense the human patterns in order to suppress the magic of the magic patterns.

Mo Zhiyao crossed his knees, folded his palms, held this moonlight in his palms, and began to absorb the spiritual power in it.

The halo emitted by the Moonflower Laurel Emperor shrouded Mo Zhiyao's whole body. Mo Zhiyao had no distracting thoughts, and inhaled the pure spiritual power in the condensation of the moonlight into his body, and began to condense the human pattern.

Mo Zhiyao, who had advanced to the state of cultivation, completely lost the concept of time and concentrated on improving his cultivation.

The sun and the moon set, and when Mo Zhiyao opened his eyes again, the time of January had passed like water. Two eyes like essence were as dazzling as lightning, shooting out of Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and if anyone saw them, they were afraid that they would be horrified.

At first glance, it is no different from ordinary people, but if you observe carefully, you can find that it is as deep as the starry sky, which makes people addicted to it and can't help but extricate themselves.

Rolling up his sleeves, nine silver patterns are impressive, but under a closer look, there is a trace of gold wandering inside. With the help of the condensation of the moon, Mo Zhiyao successfully reached the realm of great perfection before the realm of "gathering qi".

A golden moonlight condensed, allowing Mo Zhiyao to raise the three human patterns in one breath, and it will be passed out, I don't know how many people will go crazy about it!

Mo Zhiyao stood up, his expression was calm, his eyes were closed, and his arms were opened, as if he was embracing the whole world, only feeling that he seemed to be one with this heaven and earth, and there was no difference between them.

His eyes opened, and a smile appeared on Mo Zhiyao's lips. Rising up, he landed in the middle of the huge branches of the Laurel Tree Emperor, pressed down with both palms, and landed on the body of the tree.

The Eternal Demon Yuan in his body seemed to let out a cheer, and he was full of strength, and began to absorb the life essence of the Laurel Tree Emperor.

This Laurel Tree Emperor has existed for an unknown amount of time, and it is only one step away from being able to open its spiritual wisdom with the body of a plant. You must know that the higher the level of the demon beast, the more difficult it is to open the spiritual intelligence.

The Laurel Emperor, according to his rank, is not much taller than the blue-eyed color-winged lizard before that. Once the spirit is turned on, the strength is so strong that it can kill Mo Zhiyao like crushing an ant, and it can definitely be called a big demon!

This moment is the best time to absorb it, and if you miss this moment, Mo Zhiyao will have no chance.

An endless stream of life essence continued to enter the body and merge into the eternal demon element. If the essence of life of the blue-eyed colored winged lizard is a small river, then the essence of the life of the Laurel Tree Emperor is the boundless sea!

But in one day, Mo Zhiyao successfully condensed the ninth magic pattern. Mo Zhiyao stopped sucking, and the Laurel Tree Emperor under him, the body of the tree trembled, as if begging for mercy. Mo Zhiyao knew that this was due to its survival instinct. But unfortunately, Mo Zhiyao couldn't let it go.

The reason why he stopped was because Mo Zhiyao had to prepare and began to attack the "Qi Gathering" realm of cultivation and the "Demon Vortex" realm of demon cultivation at the same time.

When the ninth magic pattern condensed, a text appeared in Mo Zhiyao's mind, although Mo Zhiyao had never seen such a strange text, but he understood its meaning at a glance.

The method of cultivating demons recorded in "Demon Decision", Mo Zhiyao only sensed that it was the same as the method of cultivating truth, and it was the same as the twelvefold realm. As for the eleventh layer in the back, it is unknown, and it seems that it will not be known until the nine more demon patterns are condensed.

As for the method of cultivating the truth, Mo Zhiyao only knows the first three, gathering qi, turning spirits, and accepting yuan. Because the entire Mo clan has only mastered the cultivation method of the first fourfold, that is, the subsequent realm of returning to the gods. And the first three are because of his father Mo Cang, so Mo Zhiyao can only know.

The higher the level of cultivation methods, the more in the hands of those truly powerful families, and it is easy not to pass them on. If you want to get it, it's hard to get it.

However, for Mo Zhiyao, those are too far away, and he has not even reached the Qi Gathering Realm now, so there is no need to think about those things for the time being.

The Qi Gathering Realm of Cultivation can be said to be the same as the Demon Whirlpool Realm of Demon Cultivation. The so-called gathering of qi is to gather the aura in the dantian and become an air mass-like existence. And the so-called magic whirlpool is to form a cyclone of demonic energy in the dantian.

What Mo Zhiyao has to do now is to condense the aura qi mass and the demonic qi cyclone at the same time and fuse them into one. As for whether it can succeed, Mo Zhiyao himself does not know. Never before has anyone tried this.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Zhiyao stabilized his mind, sat cross-legged, and the aura and demonic qi in his body began to operate according to their respective circular routes at the same time, but in the end, they all returned to the dantian.

With the respective operation of the spiritual energy and the demonic qi, the precipitation formed, and a silver air mass and a black cyclone formed at the same time in Mo Zhiyao's dantian.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with resoluteness, the most important thing is this moment! Whether it is a dragon or a worm, life or death, all in one move!

Gritting his teeth, the silver air mass and the black cyclone collided, and Mo Zhiyao's whole body suddenly shook violently, and his whole body sweated like pulp. The green tendons on both arms are exposed, and the nine human patterns and nine demon patterns appear and disappear from time to time, entangled with each other.

"Melt it for me! it for Lao Tzu melt!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes widened angrily, roaring in the sky, his eyes sometimes dazzling silver, sometimes magic red.

Two completely different forces, tilting against each other, no one is willing to fall behind, as if water and fire are incompatible, canceling each other. The bitter one is Mo Zhiyao, his whole body convulses, and the pain is beyond measure.

It is said that it cancels each other, but it is not really dissipation, but after the collision of aura and demonic qi, they are all turned into the most subtle particles, mixed together, you have me, I have you.

Mo Zhiyao has always looked at his body and always paid attention to the situation in his body. Seeing this kind of change in aura and demonic energy, although it hurt so much that life was worse than death, but there was ecstasy in my heart.

Knowing that only in this way can the two that are originally incompatible be put together. At the moment, he gritted his teeth and persevered desperately, continuing to collide with the air mass and the cyclone.

The silver air mass and the black cyclone gradually shrank in the collision with each other, and when the last trace of spiritual energy and demonic energy dissipated at the same time, Mo Zhiyao was already in pain and almost lost his mind. If it weren't for the demon blood quenching before, Mo Zhiyao didn't know if he would be able to persevere.

A new energy that seems to be silver and black appeared in Mo Zhiyao's dantian, like a spirit is not a spirit, like a demon is not a demon, but it is unprecedented - the qi of the demon spirit.

The demonic spirit qi formed a cloud of nebula-like forms in Mo Zhiyao's dantian, and in its splendor, it carried a feeling of oppression that made people tremble.

The human and demon patterns on the left arm are entangled with each other to form a new pattern of silver and black, bewitching, weird and mysterious. Of course, Mo Zhiyao can still control and make one of the patterns disappear according to his own wishes.

"It's done!" Mo Zhiyao put his hands on the ground, the rough breath in his mouth was like a windmill, the sweat on his forehead was dripping, and his clothes were soaked.

In Mo Zhiyao's eyes, there was irrepressible ecstasy and excitement.

Throughout the ages, Mo Zhiyao is the only one who can combine demonic energy and spiritual energy. As a human body, he was quenched by demon blood, and he also had an ancient demon element, so he was able to practice the law of the demon race. But no matter how it changes, Mo Zhiyao's foundation is still the body of the human race, and he can still practice the path of cultivation.

From this moment on, no one can speculate about the future of people and demons, and his future has become confusing and unpredictable.

After a moment of respite, Mo Zhiyao sat down again, turned over his hand and took out a golden moonflower condensation, held it in the palm of his hand, and pressed the other palm on the Yuehua Laurel Emperor Tree under him.

The eye of the tornado above, the wind hunting, covered the monstrous aura emanating from Mo Zhiyao, and the bright moon in the void, I don't know if it was an illusion, actually appeared slightly distorted.