The appearance of the clay sculpture became unfamiliar, and it changed from a lay believer to a monk.

All the visions of the temple originate from the old Penglai road, and it is likely that this is the Ziqi school in his memory, revealing the respect for people everywhere.

Li Mo stood in the center of the ring, and the muffled chanting sound of Penglai Old Dao sounded in his ears, as if he was singing the praises of the Ziqi School.

The statue hangs in the air with fear on its face, like an animal to be slaughtered.

Li Mo was in a stable state of mind, and he could leave the secret realm at any time, but he was a little jealous of Penglai's old ways.

He suspected that this gold-eating insect had become a human being and a ghost after being taken away by Penglai Laodao.

The red ropes rubbed against each other, and a statue slowly fell to the ground.

Li Mo scolded a few times, this is forcibly using the ring as an entry competition, it seems that Penglai Lao Dao is absolutely crazy after snatching up the gold worm.

The statue let out a miserable cry, and its whole body underwent an inexplicable transformation.

Click......

Its back protruded, its ribs were open, and countless fleshy tentacles sprouted from the gaps in its limbs, forming its hands and feet.

When the red rope put the statue in the ring, the statue was no longer humanoid.

The statue stumbled up, and said to himself: "Immortal Yuan, Xianyuan is coming, I am going to enter the Dao Gate and become an immortal......"

Under the influence of the old road of Penglai, the illusion composed of insect tides seemed to come true, and turned into the iron tripod trial held once in 50 years by the Ziqi faction.

Li Mo took a deep breath.

He looked around, and everything around him seemed to be just a dream of Penglai Laodao, a dream composed of thousands of gold-devouring insects.

Except for Li Mo, the statue has been completely involved in the play.

Their mental condition became more and more unstable, and they slammed their heads against each other, singing the praises of the Ziqi School with Penglai Lao Dao.

Li Mo glanced at the Book of Creation, no matter how he delayed the time.

"Since you are so obsessed with the entry competition of the Sub-Instrument Sect, then I will cooperate with you to see what the result will be."

The statue rushed towards Li Mo, and the flesh tentacles pointed directly at his neck.

The flesh tentacles seemed to be weak, but in fact, the speed of the explosion was extremely fast, and it was ten meters close to Li Mo in an instant, and his mouth was cracked to the corner of his eyes, full of sharp teeth.

"Kill him, kill kill ......"

Facing the huge statue, Li Mo seemed to have no power to fight back.

The fishy wind is blowing in your face.

Li Mo tilted his head sideways to dodge, tossing and turning under the attack of the statue, and his physique far beyond the same realm made him feel at ease.

The insect body of Penglai Old Road squeezed through the human skin little by little.

The statue then grew a large number of flesh tentacles, and when the flesh tentacles gathered with each other, it looked like a living person who had been skinned.

Li Mo had no intention of using spells, and used his physical fitness to his advantage.

However, the old Penglai did not give Li Mo a chance to delay time, and began to recite the scriptures again, and several statues fell above his head.

Li Mo scolded a few times, his half-squinted eyes opened, and a vicious momentum like a beast emanated from him.

The beastly nature immediately shocked the statue, and fear was born from the bottom of its heart.

"Go."

Shaking his hand, the haze and fog silk lines and the desert map were bright and dark, and after Li Mo staggered, the waist of the statue cracked an incomparably neat gap.

"Becoming an Immortal ......"

The statue fell to the ground, and countless words were indeed revealed in the hollow body, which were all kinds of techniques and methods that he had mastered during his lifetime.

As soon as Li Mo put the statues into the storage bag, the two statues had already completed their transformation, and they happened to strike at him from the left and the right.

"Die!"

They saw Li Mo with his back to him, opened his mouth and spit out a long narrow tongue and stabbed him at the back of the head.

"Tiger."

Li Mo slid out of the way, and the shadows on the soles of his feet drilled out of his head to gaze at the tiger, and the body of the ghost tiger skyrocketed to three meters at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A scorching heat erupted from his right arm, and the two-tailed red fox appeared and wrapped around the statue, releasing a heat that distorted the air around him.

After a simple grappling moment, the tattooed beast, which was gradually gaining experience in the enemy, had already forcibly pressed the head of the statue under its feet.

If it weren't for Li Mo asking the tattooed beast to ensure the integrity of the statue, with the aggressiveness of the red fox and the ghost tiger, the winner would be able to be separated in a few breaths.

Li Mo retreated to the edge of the ring, and the statues began to transform one after another.

Fortunately, he is a beast cultivator, so he doesn't have to rush into the statue to be flanked, otherwise even if the unforgettable supernatural power is several times stronger, sooner or later he will suffer a big loss because of exhaustion.

The upper body of Penglai Lao Dao slowly detached from the human skin, and the statue fell more and more frequently, and soon formed a certain scale in the ring.

"Don't you give any respite?"

The tenth page of the Book of Creation is mostly pregnant, and the surface shows dark gold lines, which is obviously different from the other blank pages.

Li Mo forced himself to calm down, and used the desert map to collect the statue and mutilate it.

After all, the magic and magic energy recorded in the statue are worth a lot of spirit stones.

According to the state of the tattooed beast, Li Mo gradually deepened the use of the painted green clothes, and the red fox and the ghost tiger had swelled to more than six meters.

They are like wild beasts, standing in front of Li Mo to protect them, and they cooperate so tacitly that they can't see the small frictions on weekdays.

Li Mo's torso is thin, and the load of painting Qingyi has begun to reach a critical level.

The follow-up statue cultivation has basically reached the consummation of the total angle period, even if it does not have the spell before his death, it still makes Li Mo feel deep pressure.

Penglai Lao Dao drilled out of human skin, the insect body was covered with corpse spots, his mouth made a strange sound that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his eyes were full of disgust for himself.

Li Mo stared at the old road of Penglai with his residual eyes.

The insect tide churned again, and the old road of Penglai jumped up, and actually landed in the ring, taking the initiative to start an indiscriminate fight.

Li Mo's eyes were quick, he recalled the two beasts of ghost and tiger, and summoned the Kun Whale the moment he withdrew from the ring.

I only heard the long song of the whale echoing in the corpse mountain.

Li Mo wrapped the tail of the kun whale with the desert map, and with a body of more than ten meters, he flew to the top of the cave with just one wing.

Penglai Lao Dao tortured and killed the statue, and the spells he cast could release golden pills, and the statue was not his enemy at all.

"Hiss......"

Li Mo felt the metal toxin in his brain intensify.

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The ring he was looking at became different, and there were cheers all around him, and the strange inhumans in the fight turned into young monks.

The monks all have defective limbs, and they have only one chance to fight for the outer door of the Leftover Sect.

Li Mo suddenly realized that this was the world in the eyes of Penglai Lao Dao, and the strangeness in the corpse mountain was just his self-deception.

Penglai Lao Dao, a dead man from the Ziqi faction, after his soul snatched away the gold worm, he hid in the secret realm of Tieding to survive.

"What the hell did you ...... commit?"

Bang!

The moment the tenth page was complete, something seemed to shatter in the corpse mountain, and then the old road of Penglai turned into minced meat and exploded.

A streamer of light drilled into Li Mo's eyebrows, and an extra knife-shaped jade appeared in his mind, but it was quickly suppressed by the Book of Creation.

Li Mo's face was pale, and he did not hesitate to use the poison to leave.

The knife-shaped jade was a token of the outer disciples of the Ziqi Sect, and the memories that poured out of the Creation Book made him thoroughly understand the cause and effect.

"Old Penglai, you are so bold."