The tomb passage is built underground with a kind of black stone, and a kind of purple moss grows on the stone. The purple one is not pure purple, but looks a bit like blood.

The entire tomb passage gives people a very depressing feeling.

From entering the tomb passage, the three of them have walked hundreds of meters, and these hundreds of meters are not so easy to pass. At this short distance of hundreds of meters, Mo Feng actually cleaned up thirty or forty evil spirits in the Juxia realm. Of course, these evil spirits are just the first to enter Juxia. If they are all at the fourth or fifth level of Juxia, Mo Feng will be under great pressure to clean up.

"In this way of absorption, with about fifty spirits, my mind can complete a new transformation, and my strength will increase a little, and then my underworld will no longer be an empty shell!" Mo Feng knew that when his mind turned into the underworld world, he embarked on a path of group fight.

What is a group fight? Huantian Sect is good at group fights! Today Mo Feng is very similar to pointing at the nose of the colleagues of Huantian Sect and telling them that you are weak! If the Netherworld is refined successfully and the Netherworld opens, countless unjust huns will appear. If the number of unjust huns is enough, even the High-level Mo Feng at Juxia is sure to pull his spiritual hum out of his body and pull it into his own Netherworld.

"Is this considered a kind of spiritual attack?" Mo Feng himself didn't know what he was, but there was no doubt that if his idea could be successful, Mo Feng's own strength would definitely be a qualitative leap.

"If my mind grows again, my actual combat power may be able to fight even the sixth level of Juxia. If there is enough unjust, even if there is no flame, I will have the chance to kill him when I encounter a cultivator of Liu Qing." Unjust, everything is still Xi Hun. The Netherworld sounds very awesome, but in fact, Mo Feng's Netherworld can only be an empty shell.

"Come out!" Mo Feng pointed his finger in front of him, and another spiritual body was grabbed by Mo Feng from his hidden position. The vortex of reincarnation opened Mo Feng and successfully pulled it into his body.

"Mo Feng, tell the truth, can you impart your ability to others?" Zuo Yingxuan was jealous, he was deeply jealous. Once upon a time he said that Mo Feng was definitely a strong man to dig a grave, and today Mo Feng fulfilled his words.

"I'm afraid you will find it difficult to practice this if I teach you." Mo Feng shook his head slightly and said, "You also know that I don't have real spiritual power. All I have is my mind. Not long ago, my ever-changing mind was finally completely transformed into what I am now. Now my body is a shrinking underworld world. As long as all ghosts enter that world, they will definitely be suppressed by my power of the underworld."

"No! Become a Netherworld with yourself? Then if you practice to the advanced level, wouldn't you be able to open the door to hell and release countless resentful spirits to kill all enemies?" Zuo Yingxuan was shocked. Although Mo Feng's various replication abilities were shocking to him, they were far less shocking than the Netherworld.

It sounds like nothing is wrong to become a ghost. But Zuo Yingxuan knew that if one day Mo Feng's underworld was really successful, this immortal tomb would be more free than his backyard. And imagine, deep in the immortal tomb, there were countless unjusts. If Mo Feng had collected countless unjusts in the feather realm...

It was terrible to think about it. The gate of hell opened and countless injustice rushed out of Mo Feng's body to seek his life. At this moment, Zuo Yingxuan did not doubt that one day someone in Mo Feng would sweep the strength of the Huantian Sect...

"If I can really successfully reach the Feather Realm, then I can capture the resentful spirits in the Feather Realm. Do you dare to imagine the scene where a thousand resentful spirits in the Feather Realm rushed out of my body at the same time?" Zuo Yingxuan was speechless when Mo Feng asked this question.

A thousand resentful spirits from the Feather Realm came out at the same time, and that was enough to sweep across the five continents without any stop.

If there are really a thousand resentful spirits in the Feather Realm, then it is the human blocking and killing god blocking the nose god! One feather realm is enough to turn the rivers and seas, and a group of feather realms can unify the five continents!

"But this is just my idea to control so many feathered resentful spirits. First of all, I must be able to suppress them even if there is help from the underworld. I want to suppress a thousand feathered resentful spirits. I am afraid I will not know how to be the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month." Mo Feng knew that all imaginations were good, but it became extremely difficult to do it.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. There seems to be light ahead of you." Mo Feng pointed ahead.

Sure enough, a trace of light emanated from the end of the tomb passage. Just when Mo Feng was a little familiar with this light, the purple gold gourd at Mo Feng’s mouth suddenly flashed, and a small fat insect came out of Mo Feng’s body in the purple light.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Feng looked at the little fat insect that suddenly appeared, and then looked at the light in front of him. He understood that there should be spiritual souls in front of him. The only thing that can make the little fat insect move is spiritual souls.

The little fat worm ignored Mo Feng at all. With a wave of its body, the four or five meters long floated out towards the front.

"1 Be careful, there is an injustice in front of you!" Mo Feng looked at the little fat insect suddenly escaped from his own light and ran up and hurriedly reminded him, but it was too late. When Mo Feng opened his mouth, four or five evil ghosts from the Juxia realm rushed towards the little fat insect at the same time.

"Come back!" Mo Feng was shocked when he looked at this scene. The purple light flashed in his hand, and the lightning turned into chains and rolled up towards the little fat insect.

But the little fat cuckoo was already very far away from Mo Feng, and the evil ghosts had already arrived at the little fat cuckoo in the blink of an eye. Looking at this scene, even Zuo Yingxuan next to him frowned.

"Buzz..." Just when Mo Feng was angry that the little fat insect was desperate for the sake of the spirit, countless evil spirits had already arrived at the little fat insect with a scream, and their claws grabbed the little fat insect's white and fat body.

"It's over" Seeing this scene, both Mo Feng and the others believed that the little fat cuckoo was dead. Four or five evil ghosts from the Juxia realm, with the little fat cuckoo's body without any defense, it would be a dead end to be caught by him.

"Buzz" The silver light suddenly shot out from the little fat insect's body. The silver light swept across. The four evil spirits around the little fat insect seemed to be frozen under the illumination of the silver light. The four evil spirits were placed motionlessly in Brie like four paintings, and the little fat insect magically passed through them. Mo Feng and others behind them were shocked.

"Empty Space Stillness" Mo Feng does not recognize goods does not mean that Zuo Yingxuan does not recognize goods. The moment the four evil spirits are frozen, Zuo Yingxuan recognizes it. It is a space-like ability, space-static, a nearly perverted ability. This ability has only existed in legends since ancient times.

"Empty Space Static" shocked Bai Yunsheng this time. Even Bai Yunsheng did not expect that the little fat insect could use such a perverted ability as space Static.

"The fantasy dragon is indeed a fantasy dragon! He can even use space to stop. Boy, work hard. If you can have enough spiritual souls to evolve into adulthood, then even if you don't have the ability to become an immortal, it can break through time and space for you to become an immortal!" Bai Yunsheng was deeply jealous at this time, and he was jealous of Mo Feng's good luck.

"Then what is that!" Zuo Yingxuan looked at the little fat insect who successfully broke through using Space Static. His eyes were full of shock. Space Static. He once heard the Lord of the Demon God Temple say that even the strong man at the peak of feathering would definitely not have the ability to use Space Static.

This space stillness belongs to the ability of an immortal. According to rumors, only after the feathers ascend to the immortals and fully understand the abilities of this world can one use the ability of the space.

So above the five continents, no one can use the space-type ability. At this moment, Zuo Yingxuan can say with certainty that the ability used by the fat bug just now is definitely the legendary space stillness!

Mo Feng was also shocked by this space ability. 1 In the past, the little fat insect was just a key to open the door in Mo Feng's eyes. But now it seems that his excavation of the little fat insect is still too small.

This little guy has too much potential to explore. Space is still? This ability is just as Zuo Yingxuan thought. No one can use it on the five continents, but it can only be the past. In front of Mo Feng's fantasy, there is only one who dares not think about it, and nothing can be done.

"If I could have the ability to stay in this space," Mo Feng thought to himself, just now

The space stillness performed by the fat insect was so shocking. The four evil spirits who could kill it instantly instantly turned into four decorations in front of the space stillness. The little fat insect passed through the four of them so leisurely. It was hard for Mo Feng to imagine that if he also had this ability, "Don't think about it, that is the talented ability of the fantasy dragon. You can't imitate it, at least you can't imitate it now. No matter what the Immortal Xing is, first of all, you have to understand its principle. Tell me what the principle of space stillness is?" Sure enough, Bai Yunsheng's words were turned into mo Feng.

Fantasy can copy everything, but this does not mean that Mo Feng can copy it immediately if he can see it. If you want to copy anything, you must first understand the principle of this thing.

Not to mention anything else, I will only talk about the spatial power of the little fat worm. Why is this space manipulated by the little fat worm? Mo Feng doesn't understand, and Mo Feng is sure that even if the little fat worm performs ten thousand times in front of him, he will definitely not understand.

There is never a shortage of geniuses in the Five Continents. Compared with those peerless geniuses, Mo Feng is really nothing. If Mo Feng can crack the mystery of space that so many geniuses cannot solve, it would be strange.

"Is there no way?" Mo Feng was a little unwilling.
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