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Chapter 557 Between heaven and earth, the eight extremes of Kyushu

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    Mo Qi's blood boiled as he listened to Ying Long's words.

    This is a fairy?

    "I will kill those who cannot be killed by the true immortals, and I will take care of the things that the true immortals cannot control. I will first go to the nine heavens, and then go down to the netherworld. This is the heavenly immortal!"

    Mo Qi was so excited that he almost crushed one of his balls on the spot.

    "But Nascent Soul is nine feet long, which is twenty-seven meters. He is only nine meters tall now, so there is still a long way to go.

    "Three disasters and nine disasters have not been overcome."

    No rush, no rush.

    Don¡¯t give up walking among the mountains and seas outside this area. Most of them are deserted. According to the records in the Book of Mountains and Seas, the peaks with beautiful jade, gold and stone have also become bare.

    But sometimes Mo Qi can feel a strange fluctuation.

    ?According to Yinglong, it is a god.

    Belongs to the mountain god, the spiritual wisdom that appears in the mountain, but now it has fallen into a deep sleep.

    Mo Qi didn¡¯t take the initiative to look for trouble and wake them up.

    Climbing up one mountain after another, he soon saw a huge mountain that reached into the sky. He didn¡¯t know how high it was.

    It is not only tall, but also huge, as if it is a stone pillar reaching the sky. You can still see its face from a long distance, but if you are close, it is boundless and you cannot see the outline of the mountain.

    The whole mountain is black and looks extremely solid.

    Not thoughtful!

    A towering pressure hit his face, making Mo Qi feel as if something was blocking his heart.

    ¡°It¡¯s like a stick that could tilt and hit me at any time.

    The closer Mo Qi got, the faster his heart beat, and an indescribable discomfort appeared in his chest.

    It¡¯s like the blood circulation is blocked.

    Yinglong said no more.

    Whether Mo Qi can bear the power of Bu Zhou is another matter.

    If Mo Qi cannot bear it, then the so-called opportunity will naturally be a fantasy.

    Mo Qi stared at the mountain, took a deep breath, and walked towards it step by step.

    Green light appeared on his body, and he instantly felt as comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring, and all the pores in his body were stretched.

    The uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

    Mo Qi strode towards Mount Buzhou.

    As he got closer and closer, he could no longer see the edge of Buzhou Mountain, and his eyes were completely covered in black.

    A huge shadow enveloped him.

    Although Mo Qi¡¯s physical discomfort disappeared, at this moment, he seemed to be aware of his own insignificance.

    What he faced was a giant holding the sky.

    And I am just the weakest ant under the giant.

    The terrible sense of oppression made Mo Qi's eyes turn blood red.

    At this moment, the sea of ??consciousness is about to fall into a state of silence.

    "Huh"

    The breath Mo Qi took in deeply was slowly exhaled.

    The terrible pressure froze his sea of ??consciousness. At this moment, Xian Ying felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back.

    Under the current situation, Mo Qi probably wouldn't be able to exert even one percent of his strength, and any Immortal King might defeat him.

    The pressure is really scary.

    The flame slowly started to burn from the center of Mo Qi¡¯s eyebrows.

    This flame is not burning above the sea of ??consciousness, because there is nothing above the sea of ??consciousness.

    This kind of pressure is completely imperceptible and intangible.

    The flame is rising at the bottom of the recognition. Don¡¯t give up using the flame to burn the sea of ??consciousness and let the sea of ??consciousness boil. Use the boiling sea of ??consciousness to resist the solidifying pressure.

    At the same time, the fairy baby also began to slowly move under this pressure.

    There are no special movements, but I started to do Bajiquan.

    Over and over again, Xianying's movements were as slow as a turtle crawling, but he was already sweating profusely before he finished a set of Bajiquan.

    Yes, he is using the pressure of Buzhou Mountain to temper his consciousness sea and fairy infant.

    "This little guy"

    Yinglong felt Mo Qi's behavior and couldn't help but laugh.

    Yinglong had long noticed that Mo Qi¡¯s foundation was extremely old, even to the point of exaggeration, which was stronger than most of the immortal cultivators in ancient times.

    But what era was it in ancient times?

    The gravity is so great? Even the vitality of heaven and earth is as heavy as mountains.

    That¡¯s why there are so many existences with terrifyingly solid foundations.

    But in this era, just pulling out a monk can turn mountains and seas, fly into the sky and escape from the earth.

    It seems exaggerated, but it also means that the foundation is unstable.

    Because the pressure is too little.

    And Mo Qi is able to lay such a foundation in this era, he can basically be called a monster.

    The results are still being compressed.

    Mo Qi actually enjoyed it. He originally thought that both the Immortal Infant and the Consciousness Sea had been compressed to the extreme.

    But now I realize that he is too young after all.

    "Burn it for me!"

    No matter how high or huge the mountain is.

    But as long as I turn into a stubborn stone, hard enough, even if the mountain that supports the sky collapses, it will only bury it, but not destroy it.

    The sea of ??consciousness keeps humming, the dark golden spiritual energy turns over, and wisps of mist evaporate.

    Nascent Soul was sweating continuously, and its size began to shrink.

    Practicing Bajiquan in this extremely difficult situation, Mo Qi¡¯s understanding of Bajiquan seemed to have reached a new level at this moment.

    Bajiquan, fierce!

    Power is like a cannonball, condensed in one place, compressed to the extreme, and exploded.

    Destroy everything.

    Whether it¡¯s fast or slow, it doesn¡¯t matter.

    With just one punch, he collides with the opponent, even if the opponent is extremely fast, as long as the power he unleashes is ferocious enough and explosive enough.

    " Then meeting any existence will only be devastating.

    As Yuanying continued to practice, Mo Qi's body began to move slowly.

    Bajiquan!

    One punch, one palm, one knee and one elbow.

    He practiced very slowly, but in the blink of an eye he was soaked all over, as if a random movement had used up all his strength.

    Every muscle in his body is exerting force.

    ? 639 muscles, 6 billion muscle fibers, are trembling at this moment.

    The flesh body, which has been mutated and corrected countless times, bursts into the ultimate fusion, and at this time, it transformed into a punch and a palm.

    The more Yinglong looked at it, the more surprised he became.

    This little guy

    Epiphany?

    Did you suddenly realize a boxing technique?

    It was beyond his expectation. He originally thought that Mo Qi would be able to pass the training and finally reach Buzhou Mountain.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that he would have an epiphany directly.

    Gradually, Buzhou Mountain¡¯s momentum seems to have changed.

    The terrifying pressure vaguely formed a huge mountain shadow, suppressing Mo Qi.

    And Mo Qi turned into a stubborn stone at this time. Facing the mountain shadow that was suppressing him, he punched directly at the mountain shadow.

    "Boom!"

    This kind of roar does not happen in the real world.

    Rather, it is in an ideology.

    Mo Qi was severely suppressed by Shan Ying. His so-called punches seemed to be nothing more than an ant shaking the world to Bu Zhou Shan.

    Then the mountain shadow dissipated.

    Mo Qi is still practicing boxing.

    Soon, the mountain shadow formed again.

    Mo Qi punches again.

    Repeatedly, finally, with another punch, this time, Buzhou Shanying shook slightly.

    There is a small figure that will support Buzhou Mountain for a moment, and then be crushed.

    Yinglong¡¯s eyes widened.

    He, supported Buzhou Mountain?

    Of course, for Yinglong, he can also support Buzhou Mountain and even move Buzhou Mountain.

    " But this is not a given. A little guy who has just stepped into the true fairyland can actually shake Mount Buzhou.

    Buzhou Shanying came to smash again.

    ??Continue to punch.

    Mo Qi didn¡¯t even know how many punches he had thrown, everything seemed to be spent in the space of consciousness.

    This kind of consciousness space is even better than the previous creation space.

    Punch, punch, punch.

    Time flows.

    The mountain shadow came again.

    At this moment, Mo Qi suddenly let out a low roar.

    The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and all the power shuttled through countless muscle fibers in an instant, just like light signals, all converging on his shoulders.

    At this moment, he shook his arms and hit the sky, fell down, and stomped his feet to shake Kyushu!

    Between heaven and earth, the eight extremes of Kyushu!

    "Boom!"

    A terrifying roar sounded.

    At this moment, Mo Qi turned into a ball of light.

    This ball of light smashed into the infinitely huge Buzhou Mountain, smashing the entire Buzhou Mountain shadow into pieces.

    The space of consciousness came to an abrupt end.

    Mo Qi opened his eyes. At this moment, countless crisp sounds echoed densely in his body.

    Bajiquan, great success!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??The light signals all converged on his shoulders.

    At this moment, he shook his arms and hit the sky, fell down, and stomped his feet to shake Kyushu!

    Between heaven and earth, the eight extremes of Kyushu!

    "Boom!"

    A terrifying roar sounded.

    At this moment, Mo Qi turned into a ball of light.

    This ball of light smashed into the infinitely huge Buzhou Mountain, smashing the entire Buzhou Mountain shadow into pieces.

    The space of consciousness came to an abrupt end.

    Mo Qi opened his eyes. At this moment, countless crisp sounds echoed densely in his body.

    Bajiquan, great success!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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