The Sword Immortal Mountain Range, a mysterious place located in the world of Shu Mountain, a place where the real Sword Immortal is rumored to exist.

If this mountain range is mysterious and unpredictable, then the Sword Immortal Kingdom in the mountain range is a god-like existence. For many years, immortal cultivators have heard of the Sword Immortal Mountain Range, but there are very few people who know about the Sword Immortal Country.

For eons of time, no one had ever truly entered such a mysterious mountain range, let alone the mysterious country Sword Immortal Country that existed in the Endless Mountain Range.

It is said to be a mountain range, but in fact it is already as big as a realm. In the far west, blood hangs between the heavens, and the world is completely red with blood.

From afar, there is nothing but blood at the end of the West.

The Sea of Blood, this is the name of the western part of the Sword Immortal Mountain Range.

A year ago, the land of the sea of blood underwent earth-shattering changes, the sea of blood surged, the blood thunder was endless, and the entire land of the sea of blood became a bloody storm, and no one dared to easily step into half a step.

No matter how many powerful monks come, they can only stop in front of the sea of blood. But no one knew that on the ground in the depths of the sea of blood, there was a huge giant.

A huge blood banner guarded its side, and a turquoise sword stood at the place of its head......

This is none other than Mu Bai.

At this moment, where he was lying quietly, enjoying the nourishment of the endless blood in this heaven and earth, no one knew what that blood was, and no one understood what this blood would nourish Mu Bai into.

If a powerful monk arrives here and looks at it at a glance, he will definitely find that Mu Bai lying at the moment is completely a giant mountain!

The clone had already left the land of the sea of blood with the blood soul and went to other places in the Sword Immortal Mountain Range to explore opportunities, also in order to find a way to save the deity.

Time passed day by day, and in this land of blood, the passage of time was not at all inductive for Mu Bai.

A year passed, two years passed, until five years passed, he always lay down peacefully, enjoying the nourishment of the endless blood in between.

One day five years later, I saw a blood light suddenly flash on Mu Bai's body, and then the blood light became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a giant blood shadow, sitting in front of Mu Bai's deity, twisting the secret of the Chaos Sutra with both hands, and frantically devouring the blood of the sea of blood.

That kind of appearance is somewhat similar to the Yuan Shen Technique performed by the white-eyed old man.

As the blood shadow continued to devour, I saw that Mu Bai's lying body began to be tempered by the blood.

In the middle of the Jianxian Mountain Range, here, there is no grass, this land is full of loess, and everywhere you look, there is loess.

The wind is raging, the wind and sand are endless, and the desolation is incomparable.

Shout!

Suddenly, a bloody light appeared from the west, and it came in an instant, reaching the front.

It was a huge plaque, on which sat a young man, with a long fishing rod at his side, his eyes slightly closed, his hands twisting the magic trick, and a bean-sized spirit floating in the center of his eyebrows, being devoured by him.

The majesty of the spirit is incomparable, giving people a feeling of Mount Tai being overwhelmed.

Faintly, a mountain peaked in the spirit.

This is the spirit of a mountain.

After a while, the young man completely devoured the spirit of the mountain, collected the magic trick in both hands, stopped cultivating, exhaled a breath of turbidity, got up slowly, and clenched his fists slightly!

Bang!

The void at the place where it clenched its fist shattered, and an endless wind blew out of it, but it had never been able to get close to the young man's body.

This is none other than Mu Bai's clone who left the sea of blood five years ago.

Five years, five years, that's a long time for him.

When he left the sea of blood, it took him two years to come out, and then it took another three years to fish around and devour the spirit to cultivate.

Five years have not been wasted, and with the help of many spirits, it has successfully broken through to the middle stage of Chengding yesterday.

This kind of cultivation, if placed on the ghost star, is already a real powerhouse. It's just that in the world of Shushan, it's nothing.

What's more, it's in this Sword Immortal Mountain Range, which claims to have the existence of a real Sword Immortal!

In the past five years, Mu Bai's clone has traveled to many places and met many demon beasts, but he has never seen a single Terran monk, let alone a monk with an ancient spirit. As for the mysterious existence of the Sword Immortal Kingdom, he has never even seen a shadow.

The clone stood on top of the blood soul, looked into the distance, and sighed. He knew that if he continued like this, he was afraid that before he found a way to save the deity, he and the deity would be teleported back to the ghost star by the fragments of the Book from the Ground.

Taking a deep breath, he put aside his chaotic thoughts and muttered, "It's useless to think too much, let's continue to search! Now that I have entered the Sword Immortal Mountain Range, it is impossible not to reach the Sword Immortal Country!"

After speaking, step on the blood soul and continue to move forward.

The Blood Soul was originally a giant plaque in front of the Ancestral Fox Palace, which was already a spiritual treasure grade, and then had the three souls of Mo Ye, Su Tianxin, and Little Witch, which became even more powerful.

With the passage of five years, with the continuous cultivation of the clone, it is natural to form a unique connection with it.

Five years have passed, and this powerful treasure of the past can now be regarded as giving birth to its own spirit.

The appearance of this spirit makes the blood soul stronger!

With the help of blood and souls, and with the cultivation of the middle stage of Chengding, Mu Bai's clone believes that even if he really meets the sword immortal, he has the desire to escape!

The Blood Soul moves forward, extremely fast.

On this day, Mu Bai's clone came to the bottom of a hill, which was not big and there was nothing surprising.

Before the blood soul flew to the bottom of the hill, he had already heard the sound of tuk-tuk ks of horses' hooves, and hearing such horses' hooves, Mu Bai's clone couldn't help but smile.

In his opinion, if there is such a voice, there must be a human race! Even if there is none, there are demon beasts here.

Now I can be said to be extremely lonely, just grab these guys and ask them properly.

Step on the blood soul and get close to the hills.

I saw that there was a wall hole there, and there was nothing too strange about such a wall hole, it was ordinary.

However, such a hole in the wall was sealed by a fence of ivory, which seemed to be made of ivory.

Right in front of this cave was a skeleton horse wandering, walking around as if waiting for something.

A skeleton horse, a skeleton horse that looks like it is impossible to exist at all, not only exists, but it is also alive.

Could it be that this is the Spirits?

Mu Bai's doppelganger's face changed, his heart beat faster, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked at it intently.

"Huh-" When the skeleton horse saw Mu Bai's clone, he immediately neighed at Mu Bai's clone, and even raised his hooves, it was obvious that it was full of hostility towards Mu Bai's clone.

"Wow!" Mu Bai's clone snorted softly, becoming more and more interested in this guy, and asked, "Can you understand my heart?"

"Huh-" The skeleton horse seemed to have a high level of spirituality, and when he heard the words of Mu Bai's clone, he neighed.

Miraculously, although it was hostile to Mu Bai's clone, it did not immediately attack.

Mu Bai's clone moved, stood in front of the cave in the wall, waved his hand to sacrifice the blood soul in front of him, and looked at the skeleton horse vigilantly.

For the first time, after walking in the Sword Immortal Mountain Range for five years, it was the first time he had seen such a strange creature.

It's said it's a monster, but it's just a skeleton. It's a ghost race, but it has a lot of vitality. It is said that it is an ancient spirit clan, but it does not feel the slightest breath of the ancient spirit clan in its vitality.

The doppelganger looked at the skeleton horse, and the skeleton horse stared at him as well. At this moment, the latter had stopped turning, and the skeleton's deep-set eyes stared at Mu Bai's clone.

Obviously, they were two holes, but staring at them so deeply, the sight made people feel a chill down their spines, as if they were being stared at by an evil ghost.

A doppelganger, a skeleton horse, just stared at each other, no one made a sound, no one moved half a minute.

Time passes by minute by second, and an hour passes in a flash.

Phew!

Suddenly, the skeleton horse let out a long roar, and a strange white light suddenly flashed in the hollow skeleton's eyes.

As soon as the white light appeared, the aura between heaven and earth moved with it. Immediately, I saw that those auras were summoned, and all of them poured into the hollow eyes of the skeleton horse.

As a large number of spiritual energy poured in, a grass appeared in the skeleton horse's hollow eyes.

A grass, a very ordinary grass. It is as ordinary as the grass on the ground in modern society, which can be seen everywhere, and there is nothing surprising at all.

However, the appearance of such an ordinary grass made Mu Bai's body tremble, revealing ecstasy.

Little grass, a small grass phantom.

It's really nothing out of the ordinary if it were placed anywhere else, but it's extraordinary to be here.

At this moment, two words came to Mu Bai's mind - Gu Ling!

The ancient spirit clan is also evolved from the ancient clan, which is all the flowers and trees in the heaven and earth, and obtains the aura of heaven and earth, and receives the light of the sun and the moon, just because it has a wisp of ancient spiritual power in its body, so as to begin to cultivate, and finally embark on the extraordinary road!

Such a race, in the era of the flood famine, can be said to be on an equal footing with the ancient demons, ancient gods, and ancient demons. If you really want to say that the representative of the strong people in its race, I believe that the Yang Mei Daoist who is hollow willow into essence should be one of them!

You must know that Yang Mei Dao people are on a par with Hongjun Ancestor!

Mu Bai's clone took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, held the blood soul in one hand, and held the desolate spirit rod in the other, staring at the skeleton horse, wanting to see what it really looked like.

Phew!

Suddenly, the skeleton horse suddenly raised its head and neighed after devouring a lot of aura.

As soon as the hiss came out, the heavens and the earth instantly changed color, and a white light flashed.

The white light, the bleak white light, seemed to come from hell, as if it came from a pile of bones.

Phew!

A white light appeared, and the skeleton horse neighed again.

Suddenly, I saw the bleak white light in the sky gathering together with its hissing sound, turning into a leaf, a pale blade of grass.