For two days in a row, Mo Yao didn't make any moves, he became a good man, like other martial artists, repeating the work of the machine.

Dig here today, go to another place tomorrow and dig it up, until those cultivators let down their vigilance against him and the feeling of being noticed disappears, Mo Yao took advantage of the moonlight to come to the place where the inspiration for killing should be again.

At this time, only those warriors who did not work long enough continued to stay and work overtime. There were very few people left on the construction site, and no one paid attention to or noticed his actions, but Mo Yao still waited a little longer, pretending to be idle and came here, and only started for half an hour.

The road to the underground was dug by him, and sure enough, there was a passage that went straight to the ground, but it was buried below by the falling rocks above. In addition to rubble of various sizes, the passages were filled with dirt that had to be dug up to allow for little access.

In the process of exploring downward, Mo Yao also asked the Killing Spirit: "Can you feel it, what is it that you have a sense of?"

Mo Yao felt that it was not simple here, and halfway through the dive, it became an underground palace. Although it is obscured by the earth, you can still see traces of the solemnity of the past.

There are eight pillars surrounded by four or five people, carved with the pattern of Chery beasts, and the pillars themselves are also weathered and broken, only the two pillars in the front, a dragon and a phoenix, are still complete.

The patterns on the eight pillars, Mo Yao could only recognize these two. Because of the dragon and phoenix, the characteristics are obvious, and it is very easy to identify, even if most of the places are damaged, they can still be identified with some traces.

There are six pillars left, one of which has a pattern like a unicorn, and the other five pillars, which are completely unrecognizable, and one that looks a bit like a fish, and something that looks a little like a bird, who knows what the hell it is.

The Killing Spirit shook his head and said, "Except for the stronger feeling of connection, there is also a consciousness calling to me, which is longing for my arrival, and nothing else. ”

The Killing Spirit is still the same, completely irresponsible.

Mo Yao can only helplessly look away, everything can only be explored by himself.

Here is a palace and there should be the right path to get down there. The rocks here are hard and smelly compared to blind excavation, and are harder to break through than the rocks on the mountain, and if there is a road to guide them, it will be much more effective with half the effort.

"What is this?"

After diving some distance, Mo Yao came to a place like a pool, where countless weapons were stacked, or buried here.

It can't be counted by visual inspection, at least at the level of hundreds of thousands, Mo Yao just dug up a little bit, from the time he touched here, it was all where the sword pool was located, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.

The thing that connected to the Killing Spirit was just below the sword pool, dozens of meters deep from them.

After exhausting his true qi, Mo Yao had no scruples this time, and directly borrowed the power of the blood-colored rose to continue digging down.

There is a passage in itself, and although it is buried, the soil is soft and not difficult to dig up.

After spending a few hours, Mo Yao estimated that the sky outside had already dawned, and he had finally dug under the sword pool.

Before he had time to check, a red light suddenly flew out of it, Mo Yao was shocked, although he hurriedly dodged, but he still didn't completely avoid it, and was slashed by the red sword on his arm, and a lot of blood flowed out.

"Tsk, it's really human blood, as an innate spirit, it actually succumbs to a human master. ”

Mo Yao looked at the red light, and couldn't help but have a strange feeling, it was a sword that was speaking, and a sword was talking to him, but he did hear the other party's voice again.

It's not some kind of soul communication, it's a real voice, like a human being.

"Stupid human, what's so surprising about this, you can't understand what kind of existence the deity is, and how difficult it is to simulate the human voice. ”

The other party seemed to know what he was thinking, and immediately became smug again.

Mo Yao couldn't help frowning, and blamed the killing spirit in his heart: "What you're looking for, can't it be it!

The killing spirit showed an aggrieved look and said: "People don't know, will it become like this! It is a kind of doppelganger of others, but it has developed an independent consciousness, and people don't know what to do!"

The weird red sword showed a disdainful expression and said: "Pay attention to the words you say, I am not your doppelganger, at most it has something to do with your previous life." You begged for a human being, and you lost the face of the killing spirits of the ages. ”

Mo Yao was in a stalemate with the weird red sword, and for a while he didn't know what to do with this sword.

With such a bad personality, taking it with you will only cause unnecessary trouble to yourself.

This is something related to evil cultivation, his own situation is dangerous enough, and if he mixes it with this thing, he himself has to suspect that he does have the talent to become an evil cultivator.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, his denial will pale in the face of the power of facts.

Mo Yao said with a sad face: "Can you discuss it? I'll bury you back again, just because we haven't been here before, and we've never seen each other." ”

The weird red sword said angrily: "Damn human, are you humiliating the IQ of the deity?"

"Hahaha, whatever you want to do, I'm free. The Killing Spirit chooses to submit to humanity, and there is no need to abide by the previous agreement, no matter where he wants to go, it will be the freedom of the Buddha-figure in the future. ”

The weird red sword did not continue to entangle with Mo Yao, and flew outside along the passage they came from.

Mo Yao's face became very bad, if he let the weird red sword run out, I don't know what chaos it would cause, when the time comes, these are his responsibilities, and it will be difficult to escape.

Either way, he had to get out of here before the weird red sword caused a riot.

But after chasing after him for a while, he completely lost the figure of the red sword, even if he used the speed of a super-level martial artist, it was beyond his reach, far beyond the scope of a martial artist.

This is a sword with a cultivation realm, and I don't know what to call this kind of thing, maybe it can be called "sword cultivation", and I can cultivate the Tao with a sword body. It is one of the demons.

Human cultivators are called cultivators. This is the class that humanity divides.

Beasts to the cultivation realm, called demon beasts by humans.

But in addition to humans and beasts, there will also be some artifacts that have been cultivated to perfection and are regarded as demons.

Demons cannot be counted as weapons, they are the same as humans, they have an independent consciousness, and they can be evil and evil.

Weapons cannot act on their own, they must be controlled by the user, so there is no good or bad weapon, the key depends on the user himself, and it is determined by the quality of human beings.

When it comes to weapons, even if they are evil magic weapons, the attitude of human beings is tolerant.

But self-aware demons are not within the scope of their promises.