The white bones are the foundation, the blood paves the way, and a demonic aura is faintly visible in the awe-inspiring bone mountain altar. ｛｝

Lin Yi slowly stopped and looked around, the gray fog near here dissipated, and no demon clan appeared, and there was a trace of weirdness in every qiē.

But Lin Yi's vague sense was hovering over this altar.

Lin Yi took a deep breath and slowly walked up to the altar with a frown.

The perimeter of the altar was filled with eerie white bones, like a hill, and there were five passages around it leading to the altar at the top, which was only wide enough for one person to climb onto the altar.

The three passages facing Lin Yi lay black "colored" blood "liquid", which flowed into the ground and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Yi did not move, and walked around the Bone Mountain Altar, and found that there were two passages on the back that did not have blood 'liquid' flowing out, and the passages were dry.

Lin Yi frowned, was silent for a while, forcibly suppressed the killing thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, and finally climbed the altar of Bone Mountain.

The altar was surrounded by bones, but the actual altar was just a patchwork of a few pieces of broken bluestone.

There is a deep hole the thickness of an arm in the middle of the bluestone, and it is pitch black inside, revealing a simple and desolate atmosphere.

Lin Yi squatted down and stared at the few pieces of broken bluestone, which seemed to have some simple drawings drawn on them, but they were intermittent, making people confused.

Many important traces seemed to have been forcibly erased, and Lin Yi could vaguely recognize that there seemed to be a black "colored" dragon painted on the bluestone, with two wings.

In another picture, it seems that the black dragon has been killed, and the huge dragon head rolls to the ground, and the dragon's eyes reveal a trace of unwillingness.

If it weren't for Lin Yi's cultivation of the Purple Micro Star Technique, his divine sense was condensed and powerful, I am afraid that at a glance at this pattern, he would be swept away by this murderous aura and resentment.

Even if it is only a broken trace, it still reveals endless resentment and murderous aura.

The rest of the pattern is simply unrecognizable.

Just as Lin Yi squatted down, the black 'colored' magic finger and the mysterious broken sword at the dantian trembled at the same time.

Lin Yi clearly captured that these two things seemed to express a sense of joy.

"Something is wrong, the mysterious broken sword has always been in opposition to the magic finger, what is it that makes them happy at the same time?"

Lin Yi pondered and began to observe the bluestone altar carefully.

The material of these bluestones is very extraordinary, Lin Yi has never seen it, and several pieces of bluestone have been broken into powder.

Lin Yi investigated repeatedly, and finally found a trace of abnormality.

Between the cracks of several pieces of broken bluestone, there seemed to be something different from the material of bluestone, and Lin Yi stretched out two fingers and pinched that thing out.

Looking at this familiar piece of iron, Lin Yi's breathing became heavier, and there were bursts of surprise in his eyes.

The material of this iron piece is definitely the same as the material of the mysterious broken sword at the dantian, and looking at the shape of this iron piece, it is definitely a part of the broken sword.

A question suddenly flashed in Lin Yi's heart.

"This is a fragment of a mysterious broken sword, why does the magic finger 'reveal' a sense of joy?"

In a flash of thought, the fragment voluntarily detached from the palm of his hand, suddenly slashing through Lin Yi's dantian, and fused with the mysterious broken sword, which was slightly longer, but a trace of crack could still be seen at the junction.

Seeing the fragments of the broken sword, the Demon Finger suddenly plunged headlong into the sea of demons and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a mutation protrudes!

After the mysterious broken sword merged into the fragments of the sword, the sword body trembled slightly, and the sound of Qing Yue's sword roar sounded, and the blue 'color' sword qi suddenly crisscrossed Lin Yi's body, sharp and sharp, and unstoppable.

Lin Yi floated uncontrollably, and streams of rich heaven and earth vitality poured into his body, and after the swallowing of the mysterious broken sword, it flowed to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and every inch of his body once again experienced the tempering of blue spiritual power.

The Immortal Sword Body is getting stronger.

Lin Yi had speculated that with every fragment of the Mysterious Broken Sword, the more refined the blue spiritual power it emitted, and the stronger the refined body would become.

When the fragments of the mysterious broken sword gathered, it was also the time when Lin Yi's immortal sword body was completed.

Lin Yi's body had been kept in a state of demon transformation, with a hideous and terrifying appearance, with two horns on the top of his head, a count of bone spurs on his bones, and wings stretched out on his back, and a monstrous demonic aura.

However, after the fusion of this fragment, the blue aura of the mysterious broken sword became more rich and refined, and the sword qi was sharp, strangling towards the demonic qi in Lin Yi's body.

Lin Yi calmed his mind and watched this scene.

The strange thing is that when the demonic qi in the body encounters the blue 'color' sword qi swallowed by the mysterious broken sword, it has no power to resist, and it collapses in an instant.

The blue 'color' sword qi swirled around the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the black 'color' demonic qi retreated directly and merged into the demon sea in the dantian.

For a whole day, Lin Yi kept his eyes closed, standing in the air and absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

The immortal sword body continued to strengthen, and the cultivation gradually deepened.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights burst out.

Lin Yi's state of turning into a demon disappeared, and the whole person returned to normal again, falling from the sky.

Lin Yi clenched his fists, felt the strength of his whole body, and found that not only did his cultivation break through to the middle stage of foundation building, but the strength of the immortal sword body had also increased a lot.

After the erosion and tempering of the two qi of life and death, and the re-baptism of the sword fragments, the power of this physical body is very primitive and barbaric, Lin Yi is now confident that the current immortal sword body is definitely not weaker than Gongsun Guyue in the Jindan period.

Even if it is an immortal golden body with a strong blood vein, Lin Yi is sure to compete with it.

This is a prosperous world, with many geniuses, many strong men, all kinds of demonic physique emerge in endlessly, and noble monks are everywhere.

However, Lin Yi suddenly discovered that his Immortal Sword Body was no weaker than any kind of physique.

Now that the mysterious broken sword has not yet been gathered, the immortal sword body has grown to this point, if one day, the mysterious broken sword is reorganized, and the immortal sword body at that time is absolutely proud!

The mysterious broken sword has become Lin Yi's reliance on the road of chivalry, although he can't really '' control this broken sword, but he is looking forward to that day.

Lin Yi's divine sense swept across the demon sea of the dantian, and he couldn't help frowning, and his heart was even more worried.

This demonic qi has accumulated in his body to the state of a sea of demons, and he has also experienced the state of completely turning into a demon, and he instantly gains a powerful force that seems to be able to destroy the entire world.

But this is not a power that belongs to the human race, and this magic finger is a hidden danger in the body after all.

Although there have been many times when the demon has saved Lin Yi's life, if he can suppress this demon finger once and for all, he will never hesitate.

Now the Mystic Broken Sword has fused with a single sword fragment and has become even more powerful.

Under the shock of the mysterious broken sword, the original turbulent and demonic sea became calm, there was no fluctuation on the sea, and the magic finger also dived deep into the bottom of the sea and disappeared.

Suddenly, Lin Yi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

The sky was dark, obscuring the sun, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and the space was filled with bursts of palpitating depression.

Lin Yi looked up and saw several huge figures floating in the air, full of demonic energy, standing up to the sky and the earth, just like the controller of heaven and earth, each figure was dozens of feet tall and majestic.

The black bone wings behind them were completely open, directly covering half of the sky, and the two horns above their heads were pitch black, and only a pair of eyes burst with red light.

Although he was far away, Lin Yi could still feel the pair of red eyes, staring at him deadly.

Lin Yi was like a small ant in front of these demons, and he couldn't help but have no room for resistance in terms of size, and in terms of strength.

Under the gaze of these demon clan's scarlet eyes, Lin Yi trembled all over, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

With just one glance, the immortal sword body of the foundation building period had cracked and began to collapse.

Lin Yi clearly felt that even the immortal sword body of the Jindan period would be suppressed by this gaze, and there were too many things in the other party's gaze.

The difference in strength between the two sides is like a cloud of difference.