"Maybe, at some point, when the world wants to kill you, they will always try their best to start from the people around you. At those times, even if you have fought multiple times, they can only watch her leave you... Maybe you still need this, the Sky Sword Saint, the Sky Sword."

The voice in the dark continued, shocking Mo Sheng. Is there two talented martial arts meaning? This is much more amazing than the Overlord Body.

"When people need your protection, they rely on them in every way, but when they don't need your protection, they turn their fingers around. All the sins come from the world. All you can do is protect the people around you. That's all, it's really impossible to save them. Just kill all the world. The Sky Sword in your hand is like the Saint of Sky Sword, without any rules or restrictions."

The sound in the dark finally dissipated. It can be understood that the Saint of the Sky, no, the Saint of the Sky Sword is also a person who has experienced ups and downs. He has seen through the world and understood the role of protecting the people around him.

Although the sound has dissipated, Mo Sheng got a story, the story of the Saint of the Sky, to be precise, the story of the Overlord Body and the Saint of the Sky.

In the original Overlord Body, he became the Saint of the Sky. The new generation Overlord Body once found him and asked: "You have the most powerful power, and you should use this most powerful physical technique to protect the world. You must understand how much the world needs you!"

When the Saint of the Sky heard it, he just smiled: "What do people in the world need me? What do they need is my strength, and what they really need is the harm of the world. What else do I want to do if they save their lives?"

"Since you don't want to do this work, give me your strength. This world must be saved, and the world is the real benefit." The Overlord said directly, to protect the tens of trillions of people in the world.

"Only selfish people can say these two words. When I want to live up to the world, they have lost me, and I have lost the people around me; when I bear the infamy of the world, they have still lost me, but I can protect the people I want to protect. This is a big profit and the greatest benefit to me." The Saint of the Sky smiled and was not angry.

"What do you think of the world as? Do you ignore the world for your benefit?" The Overlord directly pointed directly at the Saint of the Sky with the spear in his hand and shouted.

The Saint of the Sky laughed, holding a jade wine pot in his right hand, pouring wine into the wine glass in his left hand, and said, "They also put me to death for their own benefit. I am just a personal, selfish person. The savior is not me, but a king body, the most useless waste body in the world!"

"It's the most useless waste body! Even the person I want to protect is not protected, it's a waste body!"

This sentence was turned in his voice, deeply imprinted in Mo Sheng's mind.

Even if you want to protect yourself, why should you protect the world? One or two cannot protect it well? Why should you protect thousands of people? That's just a matter of paper talk. Because people in the world cannot protect it at all, the existence of the Overlord Body is purely redundant.

This is not because the Saint of the Sky discriminates against the Overlord Body, but because the Overlord Body is really useless, at least Mo Sheng also thinks so.

At this moment, he also entered the ranks of refining the body twice, and could produce more than 2,000 kilograms of strength, about 2,500, because the stronger the body, the higher the growth value, and the stronger the power you get after one improvement.

Mo Sheng remembered that Xiao Ling'er once said that a five thousand kilograms of power can swing the ink hoop, and Mo Sheng can now reach a five thousand kilograms of power.

Mo Sheng was eager to try Mohoop. After lifting, he didn't say anything. He just asked Xiao Ling'er to take him to the hall below. The old lady didn't go, but was thinking about something silently. Finally, she seemed to make a decision, walked to a room, closed the stone door, and didn't know what she was preparing.

Mo Sheng followed Xiao Ling'er to the underground hall. Xiao Ling'er remembered the road after he came once. The practitioners were moistened by spiritual energy, and their memories and five consciousnesses were greatly improved. They can be said to be unforgettable.

"Buzz~!"

This time Mo Sheng grabbed and pulled it hard, and directly held the ink hoop in his hand, but he could only drag it on the ground. Even if he used all his strength, he would just let the stick take off the floor slightly, but he could not walk anymore, let alone running around with him on his back.

"In this way... it seems that I can't carry it up and forge my body, you." Xiao Ling'er felt a pity. She had already prepared a box that her mother-in-law had prepared and wanted to put a stick for Mo Sheng to carry. The box actually didn't look like a box, but more like a hard schoolbag. The shape was not so rigid, it was really similar to the shape of a schoolbag, a new trendy box.

"It should be okay to carry it. Carrying it can forge the body. I want to become stronger!" Mo Sheng smiled and said, but there was a smile in front of him.

"But... if you can't wave it, you can't make it shorter, and you can't pretend." Xiao Ling'er pulled over the silver silk, and the two foxes' ears moved, making people feel that this is a very clever girl.

"Can it get shorter? By chance, I can wave him." Mo Sheng smiled, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What? Can you wave it?" Xiao Ling'er's clever eyes showed a hint of curiosity, as if she was waiting for Mo Sheng to bring her surprise.

"Look." Mo Sheng smiled, then closed his eyes as if he was feeling something.

Infinite Sky!

Mo Sheng has discovered the talented martial arts of Infinite Sky, but it still needs to be understood.

In the past few minutes, Mo Sheng had an extremely ethereal aura on his body, and finally became more and more obvious, as if telling the world that the talent of a Saint of the Sky has awakened and the Saint of the Sky is about to be born.

After this power reached a certain peak, it began to slowly decline, becoming more and more ethereal, and finally became unsatisfactory.

The Saint of the Sky focuses on doing whatever he wants and being free and free, so the aura on his body is very ethereal, just like the Sky. Although it exists, it seems that it does not exist. Therefore, this physical technique has its own function. Others cannot see his cultivation level. Unless it is the time to make full use of the move, those are all at the level of the cultivator and cannot be taken care of now.

Some physical skills are aggressive, like a stinky durian, as if they are afraid that others will not know that he is very Dior, but the Saint of the Sky is different, ethereal, as long as it is not deliberately expressed, no one can notice it at all.

"Infinite Sky!"

When Mo Sheng opened his eyes again, it seemed that the world flashed for a moment, but it was so fast that no one could notice it.

"Pick it up!" Xiao Ling'er was extremely surprised. Sure enough, Mo Sheng was just a person that made others unable to guess. Whether it was physical skills, talented martial arts, or now, it was shocking to others.

"Hehehe!" Mo Sheng said reluctantly. His strength has doubled now, but there is a lot of sweat behind him, which is a normal imagination of overdrawing the use of power.

After being completely held up by Mo Sheng, golden light appeared on both ends of the unlocked seal, as if they had recognized the master. In the end, Mo Sheng could change the length as he pleased, but it was only under certain restrictions, and only changed the length but not the thickness or weight.

The longest is longer than two meters, and the shortest is shorter than half a meter.

Mo Sheng did not rely on the power of physical skills to pick it up now, so he did not dare to use Infinite Sky all the time. If he accidentally hit the forehead, it would be a disaster. Ten thousand pounds, and when he touched his head, he would burst into watermelon.

Xiao Ling'er also opened the box, which had a cylindrical gap about thirty centimeters long. It seemed that she was born to put black hoops, and the shortest black hoop was indeed thirty centimeters.

After putting it in, Mo Sheng tried to carry it on his body, and it felt like he was carrying a schoolbag worth ten thousand pounds...

Although the box is very hard and is made of black iron and is not light, it can be ignored directly compared to the 10,000 pounds of this black hoop.

"boom!"

Mo Sheng tried to turn off the infinite sky, and the stone floor at the bottom of his feet suddenly turned into a huge magnet, as if he was trying hard to attract the small schoolbag on his back, causing him to fall to the ground. The backpack and the ground were unable to separate it, and it was like wearing armor and walking on the magnetic path.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mo Sheng shouted loudly, but in the end he could not separate the couple. He lay on the ground and waved his hands and feet. He was so innocent, helpless, and funny.

"Come on, I will help you." Xiao Ling'er said. She was a spirit-grabbing weapon. She could use her spiritual power to take charge of Mo Sheng. She helped him reduce the weight of three thousand kilograms before she could barely let Mo Sheng stand up while holding the wall. However, she also had to put her hand on Mo Sheng, and once she left, she would smash a piece of floor.

The method of reducing weight with spiritual power comes from the old lady, just like when Mo Sheng was in seclusion, he used it once when he was using the medicine to prevent it from being crushed into scum. She taught Xiao Ling'er, so she would do it too.

"Don't let go, just hold me like this, or the place where my knees might fall apart." Mo Sheng was like a wrestling child now, with fear all over his face, holding Xiao Ling'er's shoulders. Fortunately, he was a little taller than Xiao Ling'er, and it was not too hard.

"It hurts to my head, it hurts... Forget it, let you go once, and I will let go of my hand next time." Xiao Ling'er said, taking on the responsibility of a human crutch, and Mo Sheng is now like a disabled person, walking step by step, a bit difficult... No, very difficult.

You should know that Mo Sheng’s gravity is only 4,000 kilograms at fifty times. Even if he breaks through the second time of body refining, Mo Sheng’s ability to move is only 6,000 kilograms. In other words, Xiao Ling’er uses spiritual power to reduce 3,000 kilograms, but when he is supported by Mo Sheng, he also helps him bear more than 1,000 kilograms. Fortunately, the body of the Nine-Tail Body of the Snow Trace is comparable to the Overlord Body, and for Xiao Ling’er in the Spirit-Seeing Realm, a thousand kilograms are not a thing at all.

"Hurry up and find my mother-in-law and ask her to directly reduce the weight of the black hoop. I am not at that level. I can only support you to reduce it. I cannot directly reduce it from the air. If she doesn't take action, wouldn't I always want to follow you..." Xiao Ling'er said innocently, and inexplicably became Mo Sheng's private crutch. Wherever he went, she would go, and he went to the toilet... Bah, no, I can take off when I went to the toilet, after all, it was just a schoolbag.

But unfortunately, the old lady closed the stone door and didn't know what she was doing. In other words, Xiao Ling'er had to keep Mo Sheng holding her... and holding her...
Chapter completed!