"If I condense the power of immortal spirit and the power of creation to the level of Wu Ziheng, my combat power would definitely be greatly improved?"

When Mo Qingyun condensed the power of the immortal spirit, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he had a bold idea.

This idea arises in my heart, and Mo Qingyun no longer wastes time and starts trying it out immediately.

Under Mo Qingyun's consolidation, the purity of the power of immortal spirit and the power of creation began to improve little by little.

It was just that this increase made Mo Qingyun feel very disappointed, and the changes were not particularly large.

After all, in his ordinary practice, he had already condensed the power of immortal spirit and the power of creation.

"No, Wu Ziheng's way of showing his holy power is definitely not like me."

Seeing the progress of his cultivation, Mo Qingyun quickly concluded that his cultivation method was wrong.

After seeing that his method was wrong, Mo Qingyun did not waste time and condensed the power of immortal spirit and the power of creation.

"Is it the problem of where the effort is going?"

Mo Qingyun looked thoughtful and his mind quickly turned around, wanting to find the reason for this.

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun was thinking, Qianyueguan hurried outside the house and reported to Qian Linglong and the others: "Saint, something is wrong. Wu Ziheng brought people to kill him. The protection formation can no longer stop him."

Hearing Qianyueguan’s report, Qian Linglong frowned and hesitated whether to tell Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun's cultivation has not ended yet. She doesn't know if Mo Qingyun's injury has recovered.

If Mo Qingyun's injury has not recovered and is now in healing, wouldn't it be a bad thing to disturb him?

Seeing Qian Linglong's performance, the Swallowing Heavenly King guessed what she was thinking and said, "Miss Mother, don't worry, the master has already sent me a message, and his injuries have recovered."

"good!"

Knowing Mo Qingyun's situation, Qian Linglong's expression relaxed and told Mo Qingyun about Cao Xiong's attack.

Hearing Qian Linglong's message, Mo Qingyun withdrew from his thoughts, stood up and walked out of the house quickly.

"Let's go, since Wu Ziheng and others are here, let's go and meet them."

Mo Qingyun came outside the house, explained to Qian Linglong and others, and then walked forward with great strides.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Qian Linglong and others did not hesitate and hurriedly followed Mo Qingyun.

After a while, Mo Qingyun, surrounded by everyone, came to the front of Cao Xiong and others.

Looking at Mo Qingyun not far away, Cao Xiong's expression became gloomy and said in a cold tone: "Last time, I was hurt by a moment of carelessness, and you won't have another chance this time."

Hearing Cao Xiong's words, Mo Qingyun's lips curled slightly and counterattacked distractedly: "Sorry, the last time I fought with you, I was also because of underestimating the enemy's carelessness that you hurt me."

"Critic teeth and sharp mouth!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, Cao Xiong's face turned dark and his aura suddenly surged.

At the same time, terrifying light spots bloomed on Cao Xiong's body.

After a while, the number of light spots reached twenty-two, five more than the last time.

Seeing that the number of light spots on Cao Xiong's body increased, Mo Qingyun's expression shook and his mood suddenly became heavier.

During the last time he fought with Cao and Hun, he had already seen that these light spots were a manifestation of Cao and Hun's strength.

"Twenty-two spots of light!"

Mo Qingyun frowned, bit his lip gently, and guessed: "If nothing unexpected happens, Wu Ziheng's current strength may be 20% stronger than before, and it is even more difficult to deal with now."

When Mo Qingyun was in a heavy mood, Cao Xiong guessed what he thought and sneered proudly: "Boy, if you really want to say it, I have to thank you very well. If it weren't for being seriously injured by you last time, my cultivation level would not be further."

"Sure enough!"

After hearing Cao Xiong's words, Mo Qingyun's guess in his heart got a positive answer.

After a few days of not seeing each other, Cao and Xiong's strength has indeed taken a step further.

Knowing that Cao Xiong's strength has become stronger, Mo Qingyun showed a solemn expression on his face and said to the two women Qian Linglong beside him: "Wu Ziheng's strength is stronger than before. In the next battle, don't fight him head-on, try to find a way to condense his holy power."

In Mo Qingyun's opinion, if you find the way to condense the holy power of Cao Xiong, it will be much easier to deal with him.

Qian Linglong and the other women used this method to condense the holy power in their body, and their combat power would be increased by at least twice.

"good!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's explanation, Qian Linglong and the other women nodded immediately and understood what Mo Qingyun said.

While Mo Qingyun and the other two were talking, Cao Xiong pointed his finger and sacrificed the blood-colored sword.

The Great Destruction God-Slaying Sword!

Cao Xiong sacrificed his natal blood sword, and he bit his finger and forced a drop of essence and blood to merge into the blood sword.

Suddenly, the bloody light of the blood-colored sword flourished, and burst out with a rainbow light, turning into a huge blood-colored sword light.

The blood-colored sword light formed and slashed towards Mo Qingyun and others, showing an invincible attitude.

"You all retreat!"

Faced with Cao Xiong's attack, Mo Qingyun told the two women and greeted the bloody sword light.

Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, and he blasted out his palm, and terrifying flames swelled from his palm.

A huge flame palm shadow blasted out from Mo Qingyun's hand and greeted the blood-colored sword shadow.

Bang!

The blood-colored sword shadow collided with the black giant palm, and a loud noise immediately came out, creating a wave of destruction.

Seeing the air waves sweeping over frantically, Mo Qingyun and others retreated one after another and escaped from the area covered by the air waves.

Kakka...

While the air waves were raging wildly, cracks appeared on the bloody sword shadows and the black giant palms.

After a while, the bloody sword shadow and the black giant palm collapsed and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing his full-strength attack, Mo Qingyun took it. Cao Xiong's expression was slightly shocked and said, "Boy, I didn't expect that your strength would have improved a lot in just a few days. This surprised me a little, but it was still useless."

After Cao Xiong's words fell, he pointed at the blood-colored sword in front of him.

Then, the blood-colored sword shone brightly again, and blood-colored sword shadows were generated, forming a powerful sword formation.

Immediately, these blood-colored sword shadows were overwhelming and bombarded Mo Qingyun and others.

Swallow the sky and accept the earth!

Thousands of shadows floating in flowers!

Faced with the arrival of the blood-colored sword shadow, Qian Linglong and the Swallowing Dragon Emperor did not hesitate and immediately launched an attack on the sword formations.

Shadow Dragon Transformation!

When Qian Linglong and the other two women took action, Mo Qingyun Yangtian shouted angrily and his body grew strong.

After a while, Mo Qingyun turned into a shadow dragon, and his momentum surged.

Civilization Fire* Holy Demon Star-breaking Fist!

Mo Qingyun turned into a shadow dragon form, and he grabbed the dragon claw and punched the blood-colored sword shadow.

A fist shadow like a scorching sun rushed out of Mo Qingyun's fist and blocked the blood-colored sword shadow.

Dangdangdangdang...

The blood-colored sword shadow hit the flame fist shadow, and immediately made a series of sounds, knocking the flame fist shadow out of cracks.

After a while, the flame fist shadow was defeated and turned into a ball of civilization fire, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.

Seeing his full-strength attack, Mo Qingyun and others were powerless, Cao Xiong's sneer became even stronger and said, "Boy, resisting is useless, you should surrender."

"Wu Ziheng's current strength has entered the Great Perfection level of the Holy Realm. With my current strength, I can't resist it at all."

Seeing the strength shown by Cao Xiong, Mo Qingyun's expression tensed, his mind quickly turned, and he said to himself, "If we continue to fight, we will be killed one by one. If we want to change the current situation, the only way is to break through our cultivation."

"Fight!"

After thinking about this, Mo Qingyun gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

Although it is dangerous to break through his own cultivation in this situation, he has no choice.

"Linglong, the Emperor of Swallowing Heaven, you can hold him down for a moment."

After explaining to Qian Linglong's two girls, Mo Qingyun evacuated from the battle circle and flew to the side to break through the realm.

"Qingyun wants to break through his cultivation level, and we both hold back this person."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Qian Linglong's pretty face tightened and immediately explained to the Swallowing Heavenly Marshal Emperor.

Hearing Qian Linglong's words, the Swallowing Heavenly Marshal immediately understood and a firm look appeared on his face.

In the ancestral tomb of the Witchcraft lineage, Mo Qingyun spared no effort to protect him.

Now Mo Qingyun is in a crisis, and it is the time for her to repay her. Even if she gives up her life, she has to keep it.

Immediately, Qian Linglong and the Swallowing Heavenly King fought hard to entangle Cao Xiong.

Although Cao and Xiong were restrained, the situation could not last long after the two women tried their best.
To be continued...