In Mo Rou's memory, it was the only time her grandfather was really angry with her, and since then that scene has been deeply engraved in her memory, since that day, the young Mo Rou has never left Bai Zecheng and approached those mysterious mountains.

Even if it wasn't until more than ten years later, when her cultivation entered the hall and stepped into the realm of a mage, she never went against her grandfather's wishes.

Because with the growth of cultivation and knowledge, Mo Rou began to gradually understand the terrifying thing about that seemingly ordinary mountain.

Especially after coming into contact with those sword cultivators who had come into contact with the rudder of the Heavenly Sword Sect and fighting with them, she finally knew what the countless Dao breaths that had penetrated her body more than ten years ago, but could not be seen or touched, were what they were.

Sword Qi ......

Only a sword qi that is terrifying to the extreme will be so powerful that even if you just step far into the edge of its range, you will have to pay the price of your life.

Following her grandfather up the mountain today, Mo Rou realized more deeply how terrifying the sword intent contained in this mountain was.

Even if he swallowed a Taiqing Heart Protecting Pill that was regarded as a treasure by the cultivation realm and was worth at least tens of thousands of source stones, protecting his heart veins from being invaded by sword qi for the time being, the stinging feeling of his body being cut off was still difficult to move an inch.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but the height of a thousand zhang, even a spirit child who has just learned to control the flight of the magic weapon can jump up within a few breaths, but it can be replaced by the mountain peak in front of him, as the grandfather of the Venerable realm, Mo Yuan, can only follow the same steps, and walk extremely hard.

The more you go up, with each step forward, the fierceness of the sword qi increases exponentially.

Mo Rou was extremely sure that if it weren't for the anti-heaven effect of the Taiqing Heart Protection Pill, she and her grandfather would not have been able to walk here at all, but they were afraid that their bodies would have been cut into countless pieces by the sword intent halfway up the mountain.

Along the way, the fragments of the corpses of those flying birds scattered everywhere are the best proof of this.

On the desolate ridge, Mo Yuan stopped again, took out a red pill from the storage ring and swallowed it, and his pale face finally regained a little blood.

The old man glanced at his granddaughter, pondered for a moment, and then asked in a hoarse tone, "How has the alliance leader treated us all these years?"

Mo Rou didn't quite understand why her grandfather suddenly asked this question.

This question does not need to be answered at all.

If it weren't for the fact that many years ago, the Lord of the Chu League rescued his grandfather and parents who were desperate to be chased and killed by several enemies in Bai Ze City, how could there be today.

The old man frowned and raised his voice: "Talk back." ”

Mo Rou's heart was shocked, and she subconsciously replied: "The lives of our whole family are all given by the Lord of the Chu League, and he also made us ......."

Mo Yuan waved his hand, stopped his granddaughter's words, nodded and said, "You can understand this, it's enough, what I'm going to tell you next, you just listen and do it, don't ask a word, understand?"

The solemn expression on the old man's face made Mo Rou's thoughts drift back to more than ten years ago, when she was invaded by sword intent in her body, and the day she just woke up after fainting suddenly made her heart panic.

Without waiting for the girl to nod, the old man raised his hand and pointed to the small white pagoda that was less than thirty zhang away, and continued: "I think you should have understood that the reason why this mountain has such a terrifying sword intent that even saints can't easily approach is because of its existence. ”

Mo Rou didn't care about the pain in her body, her eyes widened curiously, and she looked at the white pagoda that was only half a person tall, neither gold nor jade, and I don't know what material it was built of.

With her realm and knowledge at this time, it was hard to imagine why such a bland white pagoda would contain such terrifying power, because of the white pagoda itself, or because there was something hidden in it.

"That'...... What's it called?"

The old man was silent for a moment, raised his head to look at the sky, and slowly spit out three words in his mouth: "Burial Sword Table"

Everything in the world has natural enemies.

Monks are not excluded, such as the practice of restraint, blood suppression, and so on.

And it is rumored that in a distant and mysterious airspace, there is a place called the Burial Sword Star, which is the natural enemy of the world's sword cultivation.

Whether it is the Sword Venerable who shocks the Quartet, or the Sword Saint who cultivates to the sky, anyone who approaches the Burial Sword Star, even the body with the Yuan Shen, including the Natal Flying Sword, will be devoured cleanly, and there will be no luck.

A similar scene, in addition to this nameless mountain, was also staged on the top of eleven other mountains at the same time.

Directly north of Bai Zecheng, on the top of another rocky mountain, an old man dressed in a Tianhe costume was slowly walking to the top of the mountain, followed by three vigorous young monks.

In front of them, a half-human-tall white tower was also quietly erected, and it seemed that the remaining blood stains could be faintly visible on the surface.

The pale-faced old man turned his head to look at the three young monks behind him, his expression was extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: " Raising troops for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, I think you also know what day it is, over the years, we have been deeply favored by the alliance leader and cannot be repaid, today I want to do a big thing for him, the old man made it clear in advance, when the time comes to the sacrifice tower, if anyone is afraid to move forward, or deliberately conserves the qi and essence blood and is unwilling to do their best, even if the alliance leader does not pursue it, the people you present, including all the relatives and friends in the Tianhe Alliance, will not be able to escape a dead word, and the entire Tianhe Chamber of Commerce will be erased from Bai Ze City, is it clear?"

The three young monks' expressions were agitated, and at the same time, they clenched their fists and responded generously: "We will swear to serve the alliance leader to the death, and we will never regret it!"

The old man's solemn face softened slightly, he nodded with satisfaction, and said with a pleased smile: "The old man believes in you, when the war starts, the old man will take the lead in the first sacrifice tower, if I can't stand it, it will be your turn to take over, understand?"

The three of them all nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Understood!"

"Good, good!"

The smile on the old man's face was even worse, and he said earnestly: "You must remember that this battle is related to the fate of the Tianhe Alliance's life and death, and the alliance leader's thousand-year-old man's plan will never allow the slightest mistake, even if we sacrifice our lives, we will still be honored to die." ”

"Elder, rest assured, we promise to do our best!"

"Elder doesn't need to say more, even if he fights for this body of cultivation, we will have to share the worries and solve problems for the Lord of the Chu League!"

"We are all people who have died once, if it weren't for the Chu League Lord reaching out to help, we would have already turned into a pile of loess, even if we return this life to the Alliance Master today, it is a matter of course!"

In front of the white pagoda on the eastern peak, there were two middle-aged men with powerful breaths and good looks.

One of the burly men was holding a big axe, which he carried on his shoulders so casually, and the sharp edge of the huge axe flashed golden light from time to time, which was obviously a magic weapon of no low grade.

The other was dressed in a blue robe with three long strands of beard on his chin, and he looked like a weak scholar, but between each breath, his chest made a thunderous explosion, which was extremely strange.

The two stood in front of the burial sword table, their expressions indifferent.

The burly man said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, once the battle starts, the big array will be together, I'm afraid that the person's natal flying sword will first come towards us, and one of us must be left to resist the flying sword in order to ensure that the formation is not destroyed, but with our strength, it is extremely difficult to be able to block ten breaths, who will do this death, we have to discuss it now." ”

The middle-aged scribe laughed: "Isn't the sacrificial tower also a dead end, but it's just who comes first and who comes later, what is there to discuss." ”

The strong man shook his head and said: "Actually, it's different, if the big array can break that person's law as soon as possible, the person who sacrifices the tower may be able to survive, I see that your body can't resist that person's flying sword, so it's better to go to the sacrifice tower obediently." ”

The middle-aged scribe was angry: "Who do you say is weak, when I beheaded seven sword venerables in a row outside, your kid was still being chased and killed in Bai Ze City and was cornered, why should I sacrifice to the tower first!"

The burly man shook the huge axe, and said with a smile: "This time is different from the past, don't you try to eat my axe?"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes showed a look of eagerness, but after hesitating again and again, he was still deflated.

sighed: "That's it, I've been fighting for so many years, I'll let you go back this time......"

At the top of the south peak, after listening to Mo Yuan's story about the cause and effect, the girl Mo Rou did not show too much horror, and did not feel that she and her grandfather were very likely to be buried in front of this white pagoda today, and there was anything wrong and reluctant.

Instead, he frowned slightly, and asked, "But grandpa, can we really kill that person?"

The white-haired old man stood up, although his voice was extremely hoarse, but it was extremely firm: "With the Lord of the Chu League, as long as everyone works together, as long as he stands in that Bai Ze City, under the Holy King, he can be killed!"

……

Twelve peaks, twelve white towers.

Three thousand years of patience and waiting.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!

……

At this moment, all the monks in the city, regardless of men, women, young and old, high or low, have been shocked by the two terrifying coercion, and they can't raise their heads.

There is a way that immortals fight, and mortals suffer.

In front of ordinary people, monks are high up in the gods.

But now in the face of the two great sage-level powerhouses, these so-called immortals have all been defeated and become mortals without exception.

The Great Protective Array had long since lost its effect, but strangely, there was not a single figure flying away from this dangerous place with a magic weapon.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that the two intertwined coercion are so terrifying that the entire Bai Ze City is shrouded in it, becoming an isolated cage, no matter how strong you cultivate, you can't escape.

Everyone was frightened, but they couldn't understand what had happened to the little Bai Ze City, and why so many terrifying powerhouses suddenly appeared in one day.