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After Mo Qingyun's observation, he found that the residual spirit had merged with the Xuanwu corpse.

The originally dead Xuanwu corpse has obvious life fluctuations, and the dull skin has shiny.

"From the current situation, it only takes a few days at most, and the rebirth of the remnant spirit will be completed."

After observing the situation of the remnant spirit for a while, Mo Qingyun's expression was delighted and he was very satisfied with the progress.

Judging from the current progress, before arriving at the Immortal Palace of Creation, the remaining spirits can complete rebirth with their bodies.

At that time, if a large-scale battle is to be born, the remnant spirit will play a huge role.

After knowing the situation of the remnant spirit, Mo Qingyun took his eyes back, sat down cross-legged, and said, "It will take some time to arrive at the Immortal Palace of Creation. This time cannot be wasted. It can be used to condense the holy power star cluster."

After breaking through to the middle stage of the holy realm, more holy power star clusters can be condensed, and Mo Qingyun has not had time to condense them.

If he condensed the Holy Power Star Cluster, his strength will inevitably skyrocket, giving himself more confidence.

With a desire for strength, Mo Qingyun devoted himself to cultivation and began to condense the holy power star cluster.

Under Mo Qingyun's condensation, a stream of imposing sacred flame power gathered outside his body.

These sacred flame powers gathered together and were skillfully condensed by Mo Qingyun and turned into flame light balls.

As time goes by, the number of flame light balls around Mo Qingyun has increased dramatically.

Two hundred and one,

Two hundred and two,

...

One thousand eight hundred and ninety-one,

One thousand eight hundred and ninety-two.

...

two thousand.

I don’t know how long it took, but the number of holy power clusters condensed reached an extreme state.

Seeing that he could no longer condense the holy power star cluster, Mo Qingyun stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes.

"Two thousand holy power star clusters!"

Mo Qingyun's thoughts moved and he had a clear idea of ​​the number of holy power star clusters he had condensed.

Under normal circumstances, the number of holy power star clusters that can be condensed in the middle stage of the Holy Realm is the limit.

But Mo Qingyun is different from ordinary people. He also has a power of creation in his body, so it is twice as high as normal.

"Even some Nebula Realm powerhouses have condensed in the number of holy power star clusters, it seems that there are not two thousand."

In Mo Qingyun's memory, whether it was Shiqiu, Zi Ju and others, the condensed holy power star cluster was less than two thousand.

He was in the middle stage of the holy realm and had reached this level. What a scary thing.

In contrast, in the same realm, he has too many others, and is not at the same level at all.

If you grow up with this trend, when Mo Qingyun breaks through the nebula realm, the number of condensed holy power star clusters will be terrifying.

Feeling the strong sacred power in his body, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly on the corner of his mouth and said confidently: "With my current strength, as long as I don't meet a strong man in the Galaxy Realm, it should be no problem to protect myself."

"If I break through the late stage of the Holy Realm, I should be able to fight against the early stage of the Galaxy Realm."

When estimating his strength, Mo Qingyun rose to an expectation, hoping to break through to the late stage of the Holy Realm as soon as possible.

In his opinion, once he breaks through to the late stage of the Holy Realm, ordinary galaxy realm powerhouses can be fearless.

"Forget it, it is unlikely to break through the late stage of the Holy Realm in a short period of time."

Although it is only half a step away from the late stage of the Holy Realm, Mo Qingyun knows that this half step is not easy to take.

If you do not obtain the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, it is extremely difficult to achieve it within a year or two by simply practicing.

After thinking about this, Mo Qingyun abandoned the distracting thoughts and looked at the remnant spirit.

After several days of continuous practice, the breath of the remaining spirit has become more stable and the fluctuations of life have become stronger.

If an uninformed person is here and sees the residual spirit in front of him, he will definitely regard him as a real Xuanwu.

"It seems that the remnant spirit has succeeded!"

After knowing the situation of Can Ling, Mo Qingyun nodded with satisfaction. Can Ling's progress was faster than he thought.

Sensing Mo Qingyun's gaze, the remnant spirit stopped practicing and stood up with an excited expression.

As the remnant spirit stood up, he turned into a human form, walked to Mo Qingyun, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for giving his subordinate Xuanwu's body, so that his subordinates can be reborn with their bodies."

"No need to be polite."

Mo Qingyun waved his hand indifferently to the remnant spirit's salute and said, "Tell me about your origin."

"My origin?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, Can Ling hesitated for a moment before saying, "Back to Master, I am Anchen, the direct descendant of the Dark Heavenly Holy Sect clan in the Heavenly Realm. Because of a trial, I was plotted by a villain and accidentally fell into the space turbulence, and then fell in that space..."

Canling briefly told Mo Qingyun about some of his situation.

After listening to Can Ling's story, the curiosity on Mo Qingyun's face immediately became even stronger, and he said, "Tell me about the information of the heavenly realm and the Dark Heavenly Holy Gate."

"Celestial Realm? Dark Heavenly Holy Gate Clan?"

Under Mo Qingyun's questioning, the remnant spirit showed a confused look and showed no idea.

After some hard thoughts and memories, the remnant spirit showed a shameful expression and said, "Master, my subordinate is just a remnant spirit, so my memory is not complete. In my memory, there is no detailed information about the heavenly realm and the Dark Heavenly Holy Gate clan."

"Forget it, that's it."

After hearing Can Ling's explanation, Mo Qingyun felt a little disappointed, but he did not continue to ask more questions.

"You have just reborn with your body and need to get along with **. You can continue to practice here."

After explaining a sentence to the remnant spirit, Mo Qingyun flashed and left the Great Lucky 6.

He spent a lot of time practicing this time. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be back to the Immortal Palace of Creation.

"Where have we reached?"

When he arrived at Zique's side, Mo Qingyun glanced at the front and asked Zique.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's appearance, Zique saluted respectfully and said, "Go back to Master, I have entered the Prison Wilderness Realm and will soon arrive at the Prison City."

"Um!"

Hearing Zique's answer, Mo Qingyun nodded, felt anxious and said intimidatingly: "I don't know what the situation in the Immortal Palace of Creation is, whether the Blood Ancestor brought people here, and whether there is any movement in the Tiangang Dragon Stone Clan."

The more Mo Qingyun thought about it, the more anxious he became, the more worried he became. He wished he could return to the Immortal Palace of Creation immediately and meet Qian Linglong and others.

With Mo Qingyun's full of expectations, they returned to Jingniu City and rushed directly to the Immortal Palace of Creation.

When Mo Qingyun came to the Immortal Palace of Creation and saw that the Immortal Palace of Creation was intact, he felt relieved.

From this point of view, the Immortal Palace of Creation did not encounter any invasion, and Qian Linglong and others should be fine.

After letting go of the worries in his heart, Mo Qingyun walked quickly into the Immortal Palace of Creation.

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