Supreme God Emperor

Cang Jie left with seven or eight people. Even if Mu Yun wanted to chase him, the sticky moon crocodiles would not let him chase him at all.

After killing two or three hundred sticky moon crocodiles in succession, Mu Yun also felt weak.

"Pangu Ling, go!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Pan Gu Ling held the Six Sun God Fire Mirror, spurring the six flame dragons to explode, suppressing many sticky moon crocodiles, leading Mu Yun, and fleeing away.

The sticky moon crocodile continued to chase each other, but when Mu Yun and Pan Gu Ling walked around a lofty mountain range, the sticky moon crocodile finally had to give up.

In the mountains, Mu Yun and Pan Gu Ling stopped.

Choosing a secluded valley, Mu Yun deployed a series of hidden Dao formations, and then he instructed Pangu Ling to say: "I'm going to retreat!"

"Yes!"

Pan Gu Ling was very excited when he heard this.

Shepherd retreats, that must be a breakthrough.

In fact, Mu Yun should have broken through long ago. If it weren't for the loss of energy and blood that had been tortured by the square ink stones, he now said that he would have to be at the level of the Daotai Divine Realm.

In the valley, a cave was excavated, and Mu Yun prepared some Daoyuan Stone, which was a retreat with peace of mind.

At this time, after the square ink stone swallowed the heart, it was completely honest, and even gave him a lot of energy and blood, which made Mu Yun feel that the opportunity for his breakthrough had arrived.

The ninth pillar, it's time to cast!

In the soul of the sea, eight pillars stand proudly like pillars supporting the sky.

Daojing warriors, casting pillars, are as important as the foundation of a house, while Daotai is more like the brick and tile of a house, and Daohai is like a courtyard of a house.

These three gathered together, and the Taoist martial artist was able to walk to the Taowen God Realm.

The three realms of Daozhu, Daotai, and Daohai are more like the most solid foundation of Daojing level.

Anything wrong at any step will cause great trouble in the future.

boom……

Mu Yun's soul broke out in the sea, and his soul body was seated safely, with eight pillars surrounding his body.

Nine is the number of extremes, the great way of heaven and earth, nine is the limit, the martial art realm, each realm is more of the nine levels, and the nine ranks are divided. This is not random.

At this time, the eight pillars surrounding Mu Yun's body, the foundation of the ninth pillar had already been laid.

In Mu Yun's body, the rolling power rushed into the soul sea, accelerating the aggregation of the ninth pillar.

In this case, I don't know how long it has been since the pillars converged, and the ninth pillar rose from the ground, very fast.

Dao Zhu is made by gathering all the power in the martial artist's body, such as the purest Dao power, the power of soul, and the power of blood.

The ninth pillar converges completely.

Around Mu Yun's soul body, nine pillars surround the deity.

A steady stream of Taoism gathered from the surrounding world.

With the concentration of these powers, Mu Yun's whole body was transformed.

Everything is a matter of course.

Daozhu Kunou, it's done!

And just when Mu Yun felt that everything was over, the square ink stone, in his own soul sea, stayed there as quietly as Zhu Tiantu.

But all of a sudden, the square ink stones moved.

The square ink stone galloped out, surpassing the Muyun Road Pillar, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

"Hey, hey, don't mess up!"

Mu Yun couldn't help shouting: "I fell from the Taoist platform to the pillar, and finally reached Jiuzhong, you messed up for me again!"

However, the Quartet ink stone simply ignored it.

boom……

Suddenly, inside the ink stone, a terrifying aura burst out.

When the rumbling voice sounded, a heart-palpitating breath suddenly emerged.

The ink stone directly turned into a hammer, and slammed it towards Mu Yun's road pillar.

Boom! ! !

The dull voice sounded, Dao Zhu trembled, and Mu Yun Soul Sea trembled.

At this moment, Mu Yun's face turned pale, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body kept trembling.

This **** actually beats his pillar!

You must know that at the level of Dao Zhu's divine realm, Dao Zhu is fundamental and cannot withstand the crushing force of terror.

If the Dao Zhu is blasted by a hammer, it will not be as simple as his realm drop. It is very likely that his foundation will be directly affected and he will no longer be able to step into the Dao Zhu realm.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Mu Yun's soul body roared.

But no matter what, the square ink stone didn't pay attention to it at all, but fell again and smashed into the second pillar.

咚咚咚...

Suddenly, Mu Yun's soul was in the sea, and the nine Taoist pillars were experiencing the inhuman beating of the square ink stones. As time passed bit by bit, Mu Yun's body was overflowing with blood, and his entire face was pale and unreasonable.

Dao Zhu was hit hard and he was almost killed by the hammer.

But with the spread of time, Mu Yun was aware that the square black stone hammered the road pillars, and although he was almost traumatized by life and death, there were different changes inside and outside of his nine road pillars.

Each pillar seemed to be more condensed.

This feeling is like hitting iron, driving out the excess iron, leaving only the essence.

And Mu Yun was also shocked by this way of tempering the Dao Zhu.

Can you still play like this?

The most important thing is to condense the Dao Pillar by yourself. It can be said that you are careful to ensure that you are foolproof, but unexpectedly, there are still impurities!

Moreover, these square ink stones really don't regard themselves as human beings.

If he accidentally blasted his own Dao Zhu directly, he would cry without tears.

The dull sound of dong dong dong echoed in the sea of ​​Mu Yun's soul.

Until the end, Mu Yun was completely numb.

But the nine pillars, the strength of one unit, made Mu Yun feel as if he was reborn after a disaster.

"It hurts... but very happy!"

Mu Yun smiled bitterly at this moment.

And when the nine pillars were beaten by the square black stone, Mu Yun felt more and more that he was completely reborn.

In a short while, the power of the body returned, the power of the soul, the power of qi and blood, one after another filled up...

And then, Mu Yun felt that in the sky above the nine pillars, all kinds of powers merged together, seeming to converge and transform.

"It's time to condense the Daotai..."

Mu Yun was stunned.

In the past, he was in Canglan, and he was already a Daotai Divine Realm. This time, because of the creation of his destiny, his realm fell.

However, he knew how much thought was spent on consolidating the Daotai.

Today, the Condensed Daotai has come so fast!

At the moment, Mu Yun is no longer distracted, picking up all the exhaustion, and starting to gather the Daotai again...

Time flies, and a year has passed.

Panguling guarded the valley, sitting cross-legged, motionless.

On this day, cracks appeared on the enclosed stone walls of the valley.

With a bang, the crack burst open, and Mu Yun walked out of the cave.

He wore a black suit, his face looked twenty-four or five years old, his long hair was somewhat elegant, and his expression even more confident.

At this moment, Pan Gu Ling couldn't help kneeling on one knee, and said, "Respectfully welcome the shepherd to leave."

Mu Yun stepped forward and supported Pan Gu Ling.

It's just that Pan Gu Ling was startled and looked at Mu Yun inconceivably.

"Shepherd, you... have arrived at the Taoist God Realm?"