Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Emperor Hantian took the drop of blood essence and stuffed it directly into Mo Yu's eyebrows.

The next second, Mo Yu's strength began to increase at an explosive speed, but there was also a painful expression on his face.

The peak of the ninth level of physical training

First grade Qi training

Second level of Qi training

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Eighth level of Qi training

Ninth level of Qi training

The peak of the ninth level of Qi training

When his cultivation reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, the pain on Mo Yu's face disappeared, but his face had also become extremely pale.

He slowly got up and knelt down to face Emperor Han Tian.

"Many, thank you for the gift, sir."

But Emperor Hantian did not speak, but waved his hand and took out another drop of blood essence.

Seeing this scene, everyone present could not help but look shocked.

Although the essence and blood of this blood demon is indeed a good thing, for people with extremely low cultivation levels like Mo Yu, accepting this huge power is a kind of torture.

Even if it is a drop of blood essence, his body can only absorb at most 20% of the power, and the remaining 80% is still stored in the body.

But now, Mo Yu already has two drops of blood essence in his body, which means that nearly 160% of his power is still retained in his body.

If one drop is absorbed, and in such a short period of time, Moyu's body may be blown up directly.

"Sir, Mo Yu can't absorb much of this blood essence, so why not..."

"Bang!"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was slapped by Emperor Han Tian and flew away. He hit the wall hard and fainted.

Emperor Han Tian looked at them with disdain.

"If someone thinks they can teach me how to do things, they'd better have the ability to beat me first."

After saying that, he directly integrated the essence and blood into Mo Yu's body.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yu began to undergo the second round of pain from the fusion of essence and blood, as if every trace of flesh and blood in his body was being torn apart by the flesh.

But despite the pain, his cultivation once again ushered in a second wave of surge.

The peak of the ninth level of Qi training

Huajin Yipin

Huajin second grade

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The eighth level of energy

The ninth level of energy

At the moment when his cultivation reached the ninth level of Huajin, Mo Yu finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Seeing this scene, Mo Batian only felt distressed, but he didn't dare to do anything, for fear that even a small random move would result in a fatal attack.

Emperor Han Tian looked at Mo Yu lying unconscious on the ground, with a faint smile on his face, then raised his foot and kicked Mo Yu in front of Mo Batian and the others.

Then, he took out a few scrolls of martial arts with a wave of his hand and threw them directly in front of Mo Batian.

"That little girl's cultivation speed is very fast, and her talent is very strong. Let him practice hard after he returns. Otherwise, he won't even be able to get close to that little girl."

Although Lin Wanyu did not become a sacrifice to Emperor Han Tian, ​​Lin Wanyu slept in the Snow God's coffin for ten years anyway. There was still a vague connection between him and Lin Wanyu.

So he also knew very well what level Lin Wanyu's strength had reached at this time, which was why he gave Mo Yu two drops of Blood Demon Essence at once.

Mo Batian quickly put the scrolls of martial arts on the ground into the storage ring, and then knelt and thanked Emperor Han Tian again.

"Thank you, sir, for your gift. Thank you, sir."

Emperor Hantian looked at everyone with a sneer, then waved towards them, signaling them to leave.

Only then did a few people dare to get up from the ground, support Mo Yu and Mo Batian, and leave the cave.