Chapter 1791 Level

Ye Tian secretly thought that something was wrong, he quickly used the spiritual body protection around him, and then turned his head suddenly, only to find that there was only a wisp of dead tree branch on his shoulder.

"Dry branches?" Seeing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but he turned his eyebrows and used his spiritual power to protect his body again.

I am in a cemetery, and there is nothing around, how did this dead branch fall on my shoulders?

But in an instant, a powerful attraction came out from the coffin.

"Jie Jie... now even such a thing dares to touch my grave..."

A hoarse voice wandered in the air, but Ye Tian couldn't tell where the sound came from, and was sucked in by the strong suction inside the coffin.

The coffin seemed small, but when Ye Tian was sucked in, the whole space became more than a hundred times larger in an instant.

"Space spirit stone?" Ye Tian looked around depressedly.

The top of the head is the cover of the coffin, but the surroundings are similar to the layout of a cave.

Numerous messy stones are scattered around, overgrown with weeds, echoing the cover plate on the sky, making people shudder.

Ye Tian cautiously walked inside.

Although he had never heard of the reputation of Mo Daolin, but based on the tone just now, the other party must not be some unknown junior.

In the depths of this cave, there are countless corpses buried. The shape of those bones has been distorted, and it looks a little disgusting.

Ye Tian radiated his consciousness, but he didn't sense the existence of any living body.

"There seems to be nothing in this cave?" Ye Tian looked around.

Apart from a pile of corpses after entering, there seems to be nothing strange about it.

But just when Ye Tian was about to go back home, a pair of cold hands grabbed Ye Tian's ankles.

"Hand...?" Ye Tian hurriedly looked back, the Demon Ember Sword in his hand was indistinct.

Ye Tian looked at it clearly, there are only some bones here at most! But that warm feeling was clearly a hand!

There is no one behind, and there is really only one hand at the ankle.

"No. This hand is still warm, so it should have a soul." Ye Tian drove Mo Jin into the palm to observe what would happen to the hand.

If it is a living thing, it is more or less a piece of meat. If it was a dead object, the magic ember would definitely not work, and it would be fed back into his body again.

But both of them didn't happen, the magic embers got into the palm, and the palm seemed to be satisfied, and the two fingers crawled towards the dark place.

Mo Jin escaped from Ye Tian's control just like that.

"The Devil Eater again?" Ye Tian depressedly followed the palm, wanting to see where it was going to crawl.

I saw that the palm reached a dark corner, and then got in through a very small hole.

Ye Tian observed the hole, it was so small that he could only put a hand in it.

To be on the safe side, Ye Tian still planned to break it apart.

The wall is not thick, Ye Tian just slapped it with his palm, and the whole wall was torn apart.

A long and narrow passage appeared in front of him, and Ye Tian walked in without hesitation.

Then a strange thing happened. Behind Ye Tian, ​​those corpses that were originally as quiet as stagnant water swarmed up and blocked the entrance of the cave.

Ye Tian tried to push the bone away, but instead, the bone grabbed his wrist.

In order to get away, Ye Tian immediately kicked it out, and the bone was smashed to pieces, but soon new bones filled the gap.

"Do you want to block my back again?" Ye Tian withdrew his hand, looked at the bones helplessly, and decided to explore inside.

This is a small cellar with a delicate floor, and the hand disappeared somewhere.

Ye Tian walked a few steps inside, observing the changes around him from time to time.

The moment Ye Tian stepped into the central area, faces emerged from the surrounding cave walls, looking at Ye Tian with extremely distorted expressions.

At the same time, some strangely shaped legs and arms stretched out from the floor and ceiling.

Those arms waved as if they wanted to catch Ye Tian.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Ye Tian snorted softly, and just stomped his feet, and these grotesque monsters fell apart.

But this is far from enough to restrict that weird thing, even if it is eliminated, new ones will soon grow.

"Mo Dao Lin?" Ye Tian didn't do any useless work in these places, so he asked immediately.

Soon, a shadow swept through several organs to form a monster in human form, standing in front of Ye Tian.

"Exactly." Mo Daolin opened his mouth, but his mouth did not move, "You hairy boy, have you heard my name?"

Ye Tian shook his head: "I've never heard of it. It's just that it's clearly written on your tombstone, and ordinary people can tell it at a glance. By the way, you're not your real body, right?"

Mo Daolin got angry when he heard that, and said: "Alas... I never thought that many years have passed, but my reputation, Mo Daolin, has fallen to this world. And you kid, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"The main body? If I am the main body at this moment, why would I be buried in this place where there are neither humans nor ghosts?"

"That's true." Ye Tian looked Mo Daolin's body up and down, then shook his head, "By the way, you don't have any opportunities to take?"

"Junior, don't be rude!" Mo Daolin said in a ferocious tone, "Isn't it just spying on the magic cultivator and stepping on it, what's the air here? If it's a demon cultivator, I can be regarded as your ancestor! "

"Old ancestor?" Ye Tian was depressed, and immediately asked, "Then may I ask, what level of magic cultivator are you?"

"Level?" Mo Daolin was stunned for a moment, then wriggled his fingers in a low voice to ponder: "Beginner demon cultivator... proficient demon cultivator... soul-level demon cultivator... general-level demon cultivator... king-level demon cultivator... demon venerable class……"

"Ah, that's right! I'm a king-level demon cultivator." Mo Daolin immediately said in a confident tone, as if he was waiting for the other party's compliment.

"Is it just the king level? The demon king is after the king? Then is there any other level after the demon king?" Ye Tianzai listened carefully. After all, he couldn't read these news in the book.

"Bold! The king-level demon cultivator is already the ceiling of this world, and it is impossible for the demon-level demon cultivator to exist in this world! The demon-level demon cultivator can rule the world... After that, there have been no other levels."

Ye Tian nodded, and said, "May I ask if you have the skills of magic cultivation?"

When Mo Daolin heard this, he said in a sullen voice, "That's natural. I have the skills of Moxiu, at any level! But you, a junior, want to get my skills, but There's a price to pay..."

"There are also exercises at the Demon Lord level?" Ye Tian looked at Mo Daolin with a contemptuous look.

Mo Daolin sensed something was wrong as soon as he heard it, and immediately used his little spiritual consciousness to detect it.

"How is it possible??" Mo Daolin's voice was full of unconfidence, and at the same time, his body was almost falling apart, "Impossible, impossible... Are you a demon venerable? Are you a demon venerable?!"

"Absolutely impossible... I made a mistake... I made a mistake! A demon cultivator at the level of a demon king... can't appear in this dilapidated world... Impossible!"

Ye Tian didn't say a word, quietly looking at the almost crazy Mo Daolin in front of him.

Mo Daolin's temporary body immediately fell apart, and soon, a new strange body was reassembled, and Mo Daolin's voice came out again.

"I lost my composure." Mo Daolin said in a helpless voice, "You are a demon cultivator at the level of a demon venerable, so you don't need any skills, you can just create it yourself."

"Create it yourself?" It's not that Ye Tian never thought about creating his own exercises, but none of them worked!

"That's right, self-created exercises." Mo Daolin nodded while controlling the body, "This is also recorded in ancient books. Demon cultivators at the Demon Lord level are born with Demon Lord's eyes. Self-created exercises rely on Demon Lord's eyes." , just a single magic core can also be self-created.”

Ye Tian became even more depressed when he heard that.

Mozun eyes? What is that? I have never heard this word myself!

Mo Daolin looked at Ye Tian's pensive expression, and asked suspiciously: "You don't...you don't even open Mozun's eyes, do you?"

Ye Tian nodded. There is nothing to hide.

"Hey hey..." Mo Daolin became interested as soon as he heard it, "I have an ancient book about demon master level demon cultivation, which is probably the only one in the whole world... If you want to get it, just do me a small favor .”

"What's busy?"

"Give me enough magic embers."

When Ye Tian heard this, he immediately looked at Mo Daolin with a strange look.

"Is this the only one? Nothing else is needed?"

Mo Daolin waved his hand and said, "This is the only one. But the Mojin I need, I wonder if you can provide it."

"Get the book first." Ye Tian responded lightly.

Before seeing the book, let alone Mo Jin, even if he wanted a hair, Ye Tian would not give it to him.

"Unexpectedly, you are quite cautious..." Mo Dao said sadly, at the same time, he took out a book from nowhere and threw it to Ye Tian.

For some reason, Ye Tian wanted to swallow this book just by looking at it.

It's like... what a delicacy this is.

There is not a word on the cover of the book, only a few thorny corners. Open the book, it does record the event about the demon master level demon cultivator.

Ye Tian nodded, and immediately put the book into the storage ring.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the long-lost fetal spirit jumped out.

"You, you... what did you do?!" Tai Ling pointed at Ye Tian and yelled, "You threw some strange book into the ring and almost gave it away to me! The smell is too bad!"

Ye Tian waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about the important things later. If you can't enter the storage ring, you can hide from me in other places."

Tai Ling gave Ye Tian a blank look, then looked around, and then hid in Ye Tian's arms.

After all, Tai Ling only knows about things like magic repair, and it can't play any role at this moment.

"What should I do?" Ye Tian asked.

Mo Daolin said: "It's very simple, you just need to pass the magic embers in your body to mine as usual, and when I say stop, you can stop."

Ye Tian nodded, Mo Daolin immediately manipulated his dilapidated body and sat on the ground, quietly waiting for Ye Tian's call.

"Alas—" Ye Tian also sighed helplessly, and immediately sat cross-legged, sending the magic embers in his body towards Mo Daolin continuously.

That Mojin seemed to have fallen into some bottomless pit, Ye Tian lost control of it just after he came into contact with Mo Daolin.

More and more Mo Jin went to Mo Daolin's body forever, Ye Tian didn't care too much, after all, it was just a superficial thing.

My own magic cores provided much more magic embers than these!

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Daolin's voice finally reached Ye Tian's ears.

"alright."

Hearing this, Ye Tian immediately cut off the transportation of Mojin.

But he never thought that when Ye Tian opened his eyes, Mo Daolin had already come to Ye Tian's side.

Like a phantom, the slender nails on his hand were looming, as if they were about to embed into Ye Tian's body at any time.

But for some reason, the finger stopped half a foot away from Ye Tian's neck.

"Damn kid..." Seeing that Ye Tian had woken up, Mo Daolin immediately took a few steps back, "Why did you wake up?!"

Ye Tian stared at Mo Daolin suspiciously: "What were you... doing just now?"

Mo Daolin also waved his hands helplessly, and explained the whole story: "Your body is so attractive, which demon cultivator can give it up? If I can swallow you up, I'm afraid...it will not be difficult to resurrect from death! "

"No...you obviously didn't hurt me." Ye Tian still looked at Mo Daolin resolutely.

Hearing this sentence, Mo Daolin turned around in embarrassment: "Ah... this? It's mainly because... the bloodline is suppressed."

After thinking for a while, Mo Daolin still sighed and told the truth: "Anyway, I am a dead person, and it doesn't affect anything to say a few words to my king. There seems to be blood suppression between Moxiu. And this This kind of suppression only exists in the last three levels."

Ye Tian nodded thoughtfully: "It means that you really wanted to take my life just now?"

Mo Daolin nodded helplessly.

"I didn't expect that you, a snake-faced thing, would have such an idea." Ye Tianbai glanced at Mo Daolin, but he didn't intend to solve the other party.

The opponent has already been dealt with, so what can I do with this ray of spirit?

"By the way, why can you suck my magic embers so easily? It doesn't make sense." Ye Tian finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Mo Jin, who was manipulated by himself before, felt a little powerless no matter what.

But there are always moments when Mo Jin seems to have acquired some kind of true inheritance, and its power doubles. Ye Tian has always been puzzled by this situation.

Mo Daolin looked at Ye Tian's seeking knowledge and shook his head repeatedly, and said to himself: "If we let them know, our king doesn't even understand the basics, and he just exists in his infancy... Maybe they will do whatever it takes to trap you. kill it..."

Ye Tian was not far from Mo Daolin, so he could still hear the voice very clearly.

"What do you mean? They?" Ye Tian immediately grabbed his hair and asked.

But Mo Daolin didn't give Ye Tian the answer he wanted, but just said something mysterious: "There are some things that you must not know now, otherwise it will lead to a fatal disaster, and our Moxiu may be about to fall."

"And what you asked about is also recorded in that book. All in all, only with evil thoughts in the heart can the effect of Demon Cinder be constantly amplified."

After all, Mo Daolin disappeared like a gust of wind, and the distorted bodies around him timidly returned to their place of existence.

The surroundings returned to the deathly loneliness.

"The devil is coming..." Tai Ling jumped out of Ye Tian's purse when he heard that there was no movement outside.

"You know him?" Ye Tian asked while looking around.

Tailing shook his head, but nodded again: "Know... half of it?"

Ye Tian immediately cut off his own communication, and focused on finding ways to get out around.

"If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. How about half of it? Are you fooling around?" Ye Tian frowned, studying a small hole.

"Originally... I knew half of it! I should be considered... I don't know it now?" Tai Ling said in a doubtful tone, and then hurriedly took two steps back.

After all...Ye Tian is about to smash the wall again!

With one palm, a deep mark was paid immediately, and with Ye Tian's thought, the wall collapsed!

A long and narrow road appeared in front of Ye Tian's eyes.

"Nonsense... By the way, where did you hide a few days ago?" Ye Tian walked towards the narrow road while talking to the fetal spirit on his shoulder.

Tailing just swayed his legs, and said in an extremely excited tone: "The space inside the storage ring is really great! To be honest...it's not just a storage ring, it's a world!"

"In that storage ring, there are fresh air, sweet water, towering trees, and even leisurely cattle and sheep! I have made quite a few 'dao friends' in it."

Ye Tian nodded, but still asked: "No aura?"

"Of course!" Tailing recalled every bit of what happened in the storage ring, "If there is spiritual energy, how can it be considered a fairyland?"

"So, hurry up and throw away your torn book to me, I still want to wait in it..." Tai Ling said in an aggrieved tone while looking at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian coldly refused, and said: "I'll mention it after I leave this ghost place."

The road Ye Tian got more and more strange, he never went up at all, but he was always going down, even getting bigger and bigger!

"That old guy... Didn't he leave a fake way out?"

Before Ye Tian finished speaking, a fork in the road appeared in front of his eyes.

One continues to the ground, and the other leads to the upper floor.

Normally, if Ye Tian wanted to go up, he would definitely take this road leading to the ground, but now that the cold wind from the upper floor is blowing in, he still needs to think about it?

After walking for a while, the surface gradually emerged, and at the same time there was a black shadow squatting at the entrance of the cave.

Ye Tian didn't speak, he held the Mojin sword in his hand, collected his voice, and quietly went forward.

The moment Ye Tian approached the black shadow, the black shadow also sensed where Ye Tian was, and suddenly turned his head——, just as Ye Tian was about to draw his sword, he discovered that the person in front of him was actually an acquaintance .

"It's you?!"