I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

At this moment, Zhao Heng suddenly closed his palms together and clenched his fingers into fists. The dazzling yellow light was like a scorching sun, exuding a thick and majestic aura.

When this momentum reached its peak, a divine light bloomed in Zhao Heng's eyes, and he suddenly flew down from the sky.

"Open the sky with one move!"

This blow fell like a meteor, and like a mountain-breaking ax, it hit Mo Yun's head with an indomitable momentum.

Mo Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and an unprecedented sense of danger spread throughout his body.

He wanted to escape, but he felt as if his body was being suppressed by a mountain, and his aura had been completely locked by the opponent, making him unable to escape!

Facing the huge crisis, Mo Yun also had a look of determination in his eyes.

The profound energy on his right palm surged like a spring, instantly covering his entire right arm, and a trace of the power of heaven and earth bloomed.

"Blood Shadow Soul-Severing Slash!"

Facing the attack from Kaitian, which was falling sharply from the sky, Mo Yun's arm was like a long knife, and he slashed horizontally with the knife, cutting out a bloody knife shadow, and went to meet the attack!

Zhao Heng's fists were like mountain axes, colliding with the bloody sword light swung by Mo Yun.

One is powerful and unstoppable, while the other is invincible and murderous!

"Boom...!"

Following an explosion, a ball of blazing mysterious light exploded in the night sky, and waves of terror swept across all directions.

The next moment, the two figures groaned at the same time and shot out like cannonballs.

Mo Yun's body broke an ancient tree and rolled to the ground. He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"puff……!"

At this time, there was a blood groove deep enough to show bone from his shoulder to his abdomen.

Zhao Heng's sky-opening move almost split him in half.

"What an amazing power!"

Mo Yun was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that the other party could display such a fierce innate martial skill.

At this time, he was very fortunate that the other party was only an acquired cultivation. If he were both in the innate realm, he would have been dead and not seriously injured.

"However, that guy was also hit in the chest by me. He will definitely die!"

What Mo Yun just used was also an innate martial skill he had practiced.

Although due to his lack of vitality and the poison in his body, the power of that blow was greatly reduced.

But he is also confident that this blow can kill any warrior below the innate realm.

Mo Yun stood up with difficulty, looked at Zhao Heng who had fallen to the ground in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, I killed this man and avenged my Black Cloud Village!"

However, Mo Yun had just finished speaking.

"puff……!"

Zhao Heng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly turned over and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hiss...it hurts!"

At this time, Zhao Heng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He reached into his arms and took out a small earth-yellow shield that emitted a spiritual light from the tattered clothes on his chest.

Under the shield, there is also an exquisite bellyband that emits a light red light.

This small shield is a defensive mysterious weapon given by Zhao Heng's master, Elder Muxuan, and the red bellyband is also a defensive mysterious weapon.

Just now, Mo Yun's offensive was blocked by two mysterious weapons, which offset most of the damage.

Even so, Zhao Heng was still injured by the blow, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the pain was excruciating.

Zhao Heng also happened to raise his head at this time and look at Mo Yun opposite.

"You're not dead yet?"

The two said in unison.

Mo Yun's face was full of disbelief, while Zhao Heng was full of depression.

The vitality of the innate strong man was beyond his imagination. He didn't expect that even though he risked his life with all his strength, he still failed to kill Mo Yun.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that Zhao Heng's own skill was insufficient and he could only barely perform the Mountain Opening Style without exerting its true power.

However, Zhao Heng had also seen that Mo Yun was seriously injured.

Although you may not be able to kill the opponent this time, you can still save your own life.

Zhao Heng relied on the remaining physical strength and decisively chose to escape. A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years!

When Mo Yun saw this, he wanted to use his power to pursue him, but he felt a stinging pain in his Dantian, his whole body was burning like fire, and the pain was unbearable.

"not good!"

Mo Yun knew that this was the poison in his body starting to backfire, and he could no longer use his innate power rashly.

But he was never willing to just let me go and let me do whatever I wanted.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and Mo Yun drank in a low voice.

"Ghost Thorn!"

The next moment, Mo Yun's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange luster, and an invisible energy instantly left his body and attacked Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng, who had just turned around and was about to escape, felt a chill all over his body.

The next moment, there was a sharp pain in my mind, as if something had stabbed me hard.

He instantly felt dizzy and his body was shaky.

In the blur, Zhao Heng sensed a cold energy, which condensed into an illusory sharp cone and was drilling into his brain.

Zhao Heng is no stranger to this kind of energy.

After he broke through the fourth level of Qi Watching, his mental power seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change and could be dispersed outside the body.

And this pointed cone seems to be formed by condensing spiritual power.

Faced with this strange attack, Zhao Heng felt huge panic in his heart, but at this moment, his body was out of control.

In desperation, Zhao Heng simply used the fourth level of Qi Watching Technique to condense his mental power into a solid ball.

When the cold pointed cone penetrated into the brain, it hit hard.

"boom!"

The ball shook violently and directly smashed the pointed cone.

There was a roar in Zhao Heng's mind, and his vision went dark. He was dizzy and almost fainted.

At the same time, Mo Yun on the opposite side let out a shrill scream.

"ah……!"

"You...how can you condense your spiritual consciousness? Are you also an innate warrior?"

Mo Yun held his head with both hands and rolled on the ground in pain. Blood oozed out of his seven orifices.

At the same time, the poison in Mo Yun's body broke out, but he lost the ability to suppress it.

"No...!"

Mo Yun let out a final scream, and his skin suddenly turned dark purple, as if his body had melted.

In a short moment, the flesh and blood turned into pus and blood, leaving only a skeleton.

At this time, Zhao Heng finally woke up from his state of confusion.

When he saw Mo Yun turned into a skeleton, he was also surprised.

Thinking carefully about what happened just now, Zhao Heng vaguely understood something.

"This old guy said that I condensed my spiritual consciousness. Could it be that the fourth level of the Qi-seeing Technique allowed my mental power to transform and reach the level of an innate strongman?

What Mo Yun used just now was some kind of mental attack, but he underestimated my mental power and suffered a backlash."

This possibility is very high.

Feeling lucky, Zhao Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally I killed this guy."

Zhao Heng swore that he would never fight against an innate master again before he had enough strength. This was more dangerous than dancing on the edge of a knife.

If Mo Yun had not been poisoned, his own vitality would have been damaged, and his strength would have been greatly reduced. He could only be considered a half-innate strongman. He would have no chance of winning today.

While sighing in his heart, Zhao Heng suddenly found that there was a gray ring on the middle finger of Mo Yun's right hand, which seemed to be a ring.

In the fierce battle just now, this ring was intact, obviously not an ordinary thing.

Zhao Heng reached out and grabbed it without hesitation.

Before he had time to study it, the prompt sound of the dice suddenly came from his mind.

"Detecting the soul target that is about to dissipate, do you want to perform memory plunder?"

Zhao Heng's heart moved. Mo Yun is a real innate strongman. There must be many precious things in his memory.

He gave the order decisively.

"Use skills!"

Then, Zhao Heng's eyebrows glowed, and an invisible attraction attracted a white light from Mo Yun's skull.

The next moment, Zhao Heng felt his brain swell, and a secret technique appeared in his mind.

"The secret technique of divine thoughts, "The Ghost Thorn"!"

Zhao Heng recalled the strange mental attack that Mo Yun had just performed, and he couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't expect to get this secret technique.

The next moment, the dice prompt sound came from his mind again.

"The soul target was detected and not completely absorbed. Do you want to continue using memory plunder?"

Hearing this, Zhao Heng was surprised.

This is the first time that memory plunder cannot be absorbed at one time. It seems that the memory information of the innate strong is indeed extraordinary.

Fortunately, he has accumulated one memory plunder and hurried to use it again.

Then, another white light was absorbed by Zhao Heng.

This time the information is "Yellow Grade Primary Martial Art "Blood Shadow Soul Slash"!"

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