After a light breath, Mo Feng finally felt at ease. Mo Feng roughly understood from Bai Yunsheng that he had encountered a great opportunity and wanted to double his mind. If he had condensed a little bit, he would not have to do it without ten years. The Sword of Immortality Helped him, his mind could double as long as three years, and his mind could double as short as one year. This is a great opportunity.

"Boy, you have taken away any good things!" Bai Yunsheng was nakedly jealous, naked!

"But..." As soon as Bai Yunsheng's words were released, Mo Feng knew it was broken! There was never a good thing when Bai Yunsheng said the words "No. 2" from Bai Yunsheng's words. Every time Mo Feng had to bear some blows.

"However, you only challenged the nine levels in front. What should you do with this last level? Die again?" Bai Yunsheng's words were as if he was blown away by Mo Feng.

Yes, I have just challenged the Nine Levels, and the last level is still in front of me. If I cannot defeat the last level, I will not be dead end...

So if you count it like this, you will have to enter the purple gold gourd and sleepy thoughts. Then the sword of immortality is basically no different from the golden grass.

"Isn't it just a death? It's not that I haven't died!" Mo Feng was still relatively free and easy. After dying so many times, Mo Feng no longer had any fear of death. It's no exaggeration to say that no one can threaten Mo Feng with death...

Ordinary strong people threaten a person with life and death. Unless they are righteous, they basically compromise for the sake of survival. But Mo Feng is not afraid of this. Any big and small righteousness is just a cloud...

"You seem to have forgotten that you have broken through to the Shadow Realm. The Xuan Realm needs five stars to be resurrected, and the Shadow Realm requires six stars. Look at your gourd..." Bai Yunsheng's words were like a thunder strike to Mo Feng. Yes, when Mo Feng came in, the gourd did have six stars, but when he was seriously injured just now, when the gourd reshaped his body, his gourd consumed half a star, and now there are only five and a half stars. In other words, Mo Feng can only save his body and die, otherwise he would never wake up.

At this moment, Mo Feng felt cold all over his body. Death had never been as close to him as this moment.

"Hu..." He suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Mo Feng watched the time and space ahead suddenly rotate, and a Yin-Yang map opened. The Yin-Yang map was like a door. It was a golden gate, which was Mo Feng's extremely familiar golden gate, which was the gate leading to the fifth floor of the Fantasy Tower he opened!

Yes, as long as he passes this last level, he will be the first person to break through this Taoyuan and open the road to heaven. But this last step is just a short distance away!

"Are you going to die here? I'm not willing to give up!" Mo Feng's heart was full of unwillingness, but at the same time, Mo Feng was also thinking about how to survive.

In the golden gate, a figure slowly walked out. The black battle robe and the silver ghost face mask were like Mo Feng appeared in an illusory posture. At this time, the figure was just like what Dao Xuan said, and it was Mo Feng's original heart.

The most powerful enemy is not the sky or the earth, but yourself. Even if you have such a tragic fate, if you succumb to fate, you will always be a tragedy. If you keep your original heart, your original heart will be immortal, and you will defeat yourself little by little to reach the highest peak, then you will be the real strongest person.

The most powerful enemy is his own heart! This is the final challenge given to Mo Feng on the fourth level by the Fantasy Tower!

Looking at the fantasy that was exactly the same as himself, Mo Feng became nervous and frightened! In the face of death, Mo Feng felt fear for the first time, and he no longer had the freedom of the past.

"Haha..." Just when Mo Feng fell into fear, Bai Yunsheng decisively awakened him!

"Boy, you will decline before the battle! Where are you who dared to go against the heavenly tribulation in succession!" Bai Yunsheng's words were like a bright mirror illuminating the confused path in his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai!" Mo Feng rarely thanked Bai Yunsheng, but he had to thank him at this moment. Facing his true heart in front of him, he declined before the battle, and he didn't even have the courage to fight, so how could he win?

Fight! Maybe it’s death! If you don’t even have the courage to fight, you will definitely die. What’s the point of fear even if you know you will die? It’s better to fight to the death!

"Is it true? I will not defeat myself!" Mo Feng stepped forward and looked at himself with a silver ghost face mask. Once upon a time, the silver ghost face mask made countless cultivators in the fourth level feel the coming of death and the killing messenger. Today, the killing messenger stood opposite him and became his enemy. He must defeat him.

"My name is Huan, I am you, you are me!" Just as Mo Feng stepped out, Mo Feng found that the heart on the opposite side suddenly changed, the black battle robe disappeared, and the silver ghost mask disappeared. At this time, he turned naked like Mo Feng.

Yes, all Mo Feng's clothes are actually transformed by thoughts. When the thoughts disappear, Mo Feng becomes naked...

Mo Feng looked at the illusion as naked as himself. He knew that he had won the first battle. From the moment the illusion appeared, it was a test for himself. If he retreated, he would be defeated, the golden gate would be closed, and the illusion would disappear. Although he would not die, his heart would be defeated forever and he would never surpass himself in his life.

But when he took that step, he won, and it was his own heart!

When he was bound to die, most people were despair and madness. When Mo Feng faced his fate, he chose to face the difficulties, and did not give up a trace of hope. He sought the hope of life in the game of killing. He bet right, and he also found hope of life.

At this moment, the fantasy has become an existence exactly the same as him. Without power, no one has power, no one has any thoughts. This is a battle between two ordinary people, no overwhelming power to destroy, no gorgeous battle overture, only the most primitive and cruel battle.

"Kill me, and you will have the qualification to enter the fifth level of Shura Realm. Failure! Death!" Huan (to distinguish) did not have any emotion in his mouth. At this time, he was the most evil incarnation of Mo Feng. He did not have so many thoughts, he had only to overcome everything.

"I will not defeat myself!" Mo Feng was not afraid at all. At this time, he didn't care about the qualifications to challenge the fifth level of Shura Realm. What he cared about was whether he could defeat himself.

"Swoosh..." Huan's body moved, and he was attacking Mo Feng from afar like a raccoon cat. His speed was not fast, but Mo Feng should not forget that when he had no thoughts, Mo Feng would definitely not be able to be fast. When watching Huan hit him, all Mo Feng could do was roll on the ground and dodge.

"Bang!" Two punches hit Mo Feng's dodging peach tree. The peach tree swayed, and Huan continued to chase with the force. He was like a sword that was unsheathed. He was stronger than the real Mo Feng because he put everything aside, but Mo Feng had feelings...
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