As the dagger fell, a black figure flew out from the woods like a bird. The sword in his hand drew a sensation of light and slashed towards the white fox.
The magazine had been inserted, but the bolt had not been pulled up. The white fox tried harder to get his toes, his feet off the ground, and his whole body flew back like a fluttering fluff blown by the wind.
A unique fragrance of mature women was poured into Mo Buxia's nose. The white fox's spearhead aimed at Mo Buxia's forehead. Her right index finger was tightly pressed on the trigger, and her left hand was pulling the bolt and scratching it back hard.
As long as the bolt is pulled up, the bullet will be shot out of the chamber. At such a close distance, everyone smiled and asked that they could not escape.
Mo Buxiao's saber came out of his hand and spun into a blue halo, like a gust of wind blowing through the white fox's throat.
The bolt of the gun had been pulled, but the white fox felt his strength gushing out like a flood that broke the dam, and soon there was no power to pull the trigger.
The white fox fell to the ground, and a short red line on his throat slowly oozed out drops of blood.
The dagger was hit by the flying knife of the Eagle-Head Mask and fell to the ground. The Tiger-Head Mask waved the two axes in his hand, and waves of silver light rushed towards Mo Bu Xiao's back like waves.
With one sword, Mo Buxiao continued to run forward, leaving only a ray of light and shadow on the ground at a speed of 100 meters per second.
The speed of the tiger-head mask was close to 40 meters per second, and it crossed in a blink of an eye. Seeing the silver light from the two axes swaying to slash on the back of Mo Buxiao's head, I suddenly found that the black shadow in front had disappeared, leaving a straight iron tree.
Mo Buxiao stepped on the trunk of the iron tree and turned over in the air. At this time, the tiger-headed mask was just under Mo Buxiao.
The saber waved down and a gorgeous snowflake appeared. Mo Bu smiled and stood firmly on the ground with his back to his tiger-head mask.
The mask of the tiger-head mask cracked from the middle, revealing a ferocious face. A deep blood mark penetrated from the top of his head to his chin, and cut his head in half and connected by his neck.
The Pig Head Mask's eyes were full of fear. He wanted to turn around and escape, but found that his internal organs seemed to be smashed by a giant hammer in the just now. In his anxiousness and fear, he sprayed out a mouthful of black blood and fell heavily to the ground. The giant hammer "clang" and smashed it to the ground, smashing a deep pit.
The eagle-headed mask slowly retreated, Mo Bu smiled and looked at him coldly, with a smile on his face, slowly approaching.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!" Three silver-lit flying knives shot out into Mo Buxiao's throat, and their hearts and vaginas were like lightning.
Mo Buxiao only left a afterimage on the ground, and his body had drawn a semicircle as fast as possible.
The flying knife stabbed the afterimage, but it was not stuck at all, and they were nailed to the big trees in the distance.
A pair of cold eyes appeared in front of the Eagle-Head Mask, and then he saw a silver light that was almost impossible to see. Then, he felt that he seemed to fly up, and saw his body without his head, spewing bright red blood like a fountain, seeing flying leaves, seeing everything in the world rolling, and finally seeing a smile.
Mo Bu laughed coldly at the bloody battlefield, with dead people everywhere, blood everywhere, and the strong smell of blood made him feel his stomach contract and convulsions.
There were waves of howling from afar, the excitement sound of the beast smelling the bloody smell.
Mo Buxiao had no interest in these ordinary beasts. He picked up his dagger, wiped off the blood from the dagger and Ma Dao's body, lifted his back and threw it on his back, sighed slightly, and walked into the depths of the forest.
In the evening, Mo Buxiao used Zhijue to find a well-hidden cave and ate some dry food and water.
Mo Buxiao took out the crystal box containing two purple-energy mysterious crystals from his backpack and opened it carefully. A wave of heat immediately surged out of the crystal box with purple light. The temperature in the cave immediately rose by dozens of degrees Celsius. The air on the surface of the purple-energy mysterious crystals was burning and jumping by high temperature.
The Nascent Soul in his body widened his eyes, full of joy and longing. Mo Bu smiled and gritted his teeth, held the purple energy mysterious crystal with a surface temperature of 800 degrees Celsius in his hand, and sat down cross-legged.
The intense heat immediately burned Mo Buxiao's palms to black, and even a drop of blood turned into dry carbon.
The clothes and hairs on the body were ignited in an instant, and the raging fire swallowed Mo Buxiao into his mouth. The temperature was too high, and in an instant, Mo Buxiao's clothes and hairs on the body had turned into ashes.
The severe pain almost made Mo Buxiao faint. Mo Buxiao gritted his teeth hard, and the blood vessels on his forehead and neck were as thick as the roots of an old tree.
"Ah--it hurts--" Mo Buxiao finally couldn't help but screamed loudly. Beads of sweat as big as beans seeped out of his skin all over his body.
The dry carbon spread upward along Mo Buxiao's arms like a virus.
The clothes all over his body were soaked with sweat. At this moment, Mo Buxiao didn't even feel regretful, and his whole heart was fighting against the pain in the sky.
Soon, the dry carbon spread to Mo Buxiao's chest, waist, legs and face. All the flesh and blood turned into black coke in less than a quarter of an hour.
Mo Buxiao only felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and the heart-wrenching pain seemed to gradually disappear.
"Am I dying? Damn! I haven't lived enough yet! It seems like I have done nothing in my life..." Mo Buxiao thought slowly, and then entered an unconscious state.
The light of the purple-energy mysterious crystal is gradually weakening, and the original deep purple has gradually faded, turning into purple-red, red, and finally becoming transparent crystal.
Everyone laughed at Zhihai. The sea where the essence gathered was roaring and roaring, and sixteen pink Yuandans were spinning rapidly around the two Yuanying in the middle.
Two Nascent Souls, one black and one white, sat cross-legged in the center of Mo Buxiao Zhihai. Their colors became clearer and clearer, from their original semi-solid state to two living little people. The big eyes were flashing with the light of wisdom, the corners of their mouths rose slightly, and a faint smile appeared.
Finally, the vast energy of Zhihai poured out from Zhihai like a dam, and poured into Mo Buxiao's body like a surging river.
The original burnt tendons and veins were destroyed by the torrent formed by the gathering of essence and energy. The torrents spread throughout Mo Buxiao's body, and countless tendons and veins were re-formed in the fertility of essence and energy. This is now formed and is no longer as delicate as before. They are like the strongest river channel, steadily protecting and guiding the torrents in the river channel, making all torrents unable to rage and nourishing all flesh and blood.
The essence flows into the bones, and the burnt black is slowly fading away, and the bones turn white again.
A steady stream of essence flowed into each bone, and a layer of light yellow light began to appear on the white bones, just like the flowing water illuminated by the sun, flickering and flowing.
Gradually, the light yellow light became stronger and stronger, and the white bones gradually turned golden, and each bone seemed to be made of the hardest gold.
Based on tendons and bones, blood and flesh are regenerated in the rushing river of essence. Just as tender buds suddenly grow on rotten wood, the buds grow rapidly in the sun, air, rain and dew, growing into towering trees...
Twenty days later, a naked young man slowly walked out of the hole. Under the sunlight, his skin shone with brass-like color, and there was no flaw on his body. Pieces of muscles were distributed throughout his body like the most majestic cheetah.
Mo Buxiao closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
Ah! The air in the forest is so fresh and sweet, the sun is so soft and warm, and the mountains and rivers in front of you are so heart-warming.
A feeling of rebirth filled his whole body, with great ease and great pleasure. All hatred seemed to have dissipated, and all fears turned into ashes. There was no more feeling of powerlessness, and there was no more sigh of not much meaning to live.
From today on, I am a brand new one. I will fulfill the mission entrusted to me by God and do a great and earth-shaking cause!
I want to tell all mankind with myself: human beings are human beings, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. Those who live in slums can also receive the most sincere respect!
I want to build my own country and have my own people. I want to take them to realize a dream that we share, a dream with dignity and pride!
I want to pursue the highest level of practice, I want to explore all the powers in the universe, and I want to turn the barrier into a thoroughfare!
I know it is difficult, very, very difficult, but I swear, I will use my life and my soul to realize it! If anyone hinders me and bears me, I will kill him and let him be destroyed!
Everyone laughed and hugged the sun like an emperor, and his wisdom opened up, and the scenes within a mile were clearly entered into his mind. This feeling of mastering everything made him intoxicated.
In Zhihai, the sixteen Yuan Dans are no longer the faint pink. Now each Yuan Dan is like blood clotted, emitting a blood-red light. The skin and flesh of the two Yuanyings are showing signs of shrinking. If those flesh disappear, the two Yuanyings can truly be independent.
However, Zhihai's originally endless essence was much thinner, and the thin essence made Mo Buxiao feel extremely hungry. At this time, he did not need to meditate at all. Whether walking on the ground, lying on the bed, or even going to the toilet, his body could spontaneously absorb the essence of the outside world.
"Yuanyi" and "Daogang" have been making a loud "buzzing" these days, and the content of the originally vague chapter two began to become clear. But for some reason, Mo Buxiao still couldn't see the words and pictures clearly, let alone the pictures that can be moved in the book. But it doesn't matter, there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain.
Putting on the only set of hunter-specific clothes, I was not very interested in the dry food in my bag. I smiled and raised my saber, carried my backpack, and jumped out of a cave five meters above the ground, and then flashed into the jungle.
The cold has not yet recovered. It has been raining every day in Chengdu every day, so I have to stay in bed and type on the small table on the bed every day, and I am almost a useless person. However, the results of the big guys are still gratifying. The collection has exceeded 200, but it is still far from enough. If you see that you haven't collected it yet, then collect it! In addition, if the big guy has unused votes and flowers in his hands, he will decisively vote for Dulu. Dulu needs you!