As Li Mo deepened his understanding of the Great Sun Jindan, he found that the tattoo beast summoned by the Great Sun spiritual power may not be as powerful as the rest of the spiritual power, but it is relatively stable, and the cancerous transformation will not get out of control.

It can be seen that the Great Sun Spiritual Power is very suitable for long-term combat.

It's a pity that Li Mo's Great Day Jin Dan is still too shallow after all, and even if the rest of the spiritual power can be transformed into each other, it will gradually begin to exhaust.

Compared to Li Mo, the White Bone Sect is not much better.

In the erosion of the Great Sun's aura, the White Bone Jungle had already given birth to signs of decay, and they could only continue to give up some of the white bones.

A tug-of-war has been going on in the secret realm of mantra for more than half a day.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes.

After all, the Great Day Jindan has just begun, and if the high load continues, it is likely to damage the foundation of the Mud Pill Palace, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Even if you want to escape into the vacuum hometown, at least you have to kill the Bone Wasteland, anyway, you have already formed a bond with the White Bone Sect."

Li Mo took a deep breath, and the copper coin turned by the Divine Eye in the center of his eyebrows shimmered, and time seemed to slow down because of this.

Consciousness is rapidly depleted.

He could perceive the veins of the Yin spiritual power flowing in the white bone jungle.

The cultivation system of the White Bone Sect is very special, all demon cultivators can jointly cast spells, but the difference between spiritual power is difficult to erase.

The Bone Wasteland Daoist immediately noticed Li Mo's strange appearance, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

In his opinion, Li Mo was just a futile struggle before his death, and from the moment the latter turned from darkness to light, he was already doomed to death.

What the people of the Bone Desolate Dao are afraid of is that Li Mo has always chosen to hibernate.

It was difficult for the White Bone Sect to take care of all aspects, and Li Mo did have a probability of interrupting the sword refining, causing the layout of the True Words Secret Realm to fall short.

"It's ridiculous, no matter how strong you are, it's not a distraction period, it's hard to still want to fight against the crowd, old man Qingshan."

Li Mo's ability to control the natal spirit beast has not been able to find a second person throughout the ages.

But so what?

The sword refining continued, even if the White Bone Sect had to pay a certain price.

The people of the Bone Desolate Dao were a little puzzled, why did the old man of Qingshan give up the opportunity to save his life for a pillar of meat, could it be that he came to the secret realm of the truth to refine the sword?

"Don't think too much about it, let's hurry up."

The Bone Desolate Dao people are on guard and ready to attack, controlling the White Bone Jungle wantonly, as long as they hold Li Mo back, they can easily defeat him when the latter is exhausted.

"Found you, Bone Desert."

The Bone Desolate Daoist suddenly heard Li Mo's muttering, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly, and at the same time, he felt that the other party was just dying.

"Found you!!"

After Li Mo repeated, the flesh and blood of all his arms boiled.

The black-purple blood vessel meridians burst out, and the liquid shadows flowing in them could be seen, and the swinging fist directly hit a vacuum.

"It's not enough."

The yin aura is intertwined with the metal aura, and under the action of the great sun's spiritual power, there is a situation of merging and converging with each other.

Click......

The sound of bones colliding is incessant.

Li Mo's body shape did not go further, but he showed rock-like muscle features, and at the same time, tiger stripes loomed on the surface of his skin.

Roar!!!

Li Mo couldn't bear to look up to the sky and roar, and every inch of the ground in the secret territory burst for no reason, and the momentum of the essence spread out in all directions.

The Bone Wasteland Dao was shocked.

He sensed the threat and shuddered uncontrollably.

"Impossible, old man Qingshan, you still have hole cards? What kind of monster is it, what kind of Dao body makes you? ”

"It's impossible, our White Bone Sect just doesn't believe in the Dao body, so we abandon our flesh and blood, and our immortal path will never be wrong!!"

The Bone Desolate Dao Man forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts, signaling all the white bone demon cultivators to have no reservations, and suddenly the white bone vines began to breed uncontrollably.

Li Mo gasped.

This was the first time he had tried to use the Great Sun Spiritual Power as a medium to control the two tattooed beasts, proving that the idea was feasible, but the flesh and bones had already emitted overwhelmed movements.

Since the battle, the white bone vines have taken the initiative to attack Li Mo.

White bone vines half a meter thick wrapped around Li Mo's feet and spread towards his upper body, and the ghostly ghost fire burned for no reason.

In the blink of an eye, the white bone vines covered Li Mo.

The Bone Desolate Daoist was still not at ease, and manipulated the end of the white bone vine to pierce into the flesh and skin, frantically devouring Li Mo's flesh and bone marrow.

"Hahahaha."

"Old man Qingshan, you are a bad move after all, die, and become one of the accumulated white bones that laid the foundation of the White Bone Sect."

Li Mo didn't reply, closed his eyes and counted silently.

He knew that he only had one chance, and if he couldn't catch the flaws of the Bone Desolation Dao people, he must immediately escape into the vacuum hometown.

Continue to waste time in the secret realm of mantra, and if you don't make it happen, you will capsize in the gutter.

Li Mo's body became shriveled, his internal organs seemed to have lost their vitality, and the pupils of his eyes that were finally exposed were also wrapped in white bone vines.

"Old man Qingshan, it's over."

The Bone Desolate Dao Man exhaled, and just as the White Bone Demon cultivators were relaxed, the beating of the heart like a drum sounded abruptly again.

Li Mo opened his eyes, and his expression became extremely hideous.

"Die, donor, die!"

Li Mo tore off the white bone vines all over his body, and the white bones around him became cancerous, and the white bone demon cultivator lost his sense of the white bone jungle.

The flesh and bone marrow he gave up naturally contained a large number of cancer cells.

The big cancer went all out to cause the cancerous transformation of the White Bone Jungle, but because the source of the spell was a dozen Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators, it only temporarily won two or three breaths.

"That's enough."

Li Mo's right hand stretched out.

The arms began to grow, even if they were skinny, with an indescribable aura.

The ghost tiger fuses the golden toad, with the Chaos Beast Infant as the core, the Dari Jindan as the auxiliary, and then superimposed on the crazy cancerous changes brought about by the big cancer.

Li Mo slapped it with one palm, and even he was deeply stunned.

Because, I couldn't sense my arm, and the blessing of multiple forces directly caused my arm to turn into lifeless dead flesh.

Li Mo reluctantly intervened with a big cancer, and a giant palm fell from the sky.

The air wave rolls up.

The Bone Wasteland is exposed, and it's too late to resist.

He felt a myriad of annoying bugs burrow into his body, multiplying between his bones.

Even if the spiritual power quickly suppressed most of the insects, there were still some remnants, and the more you wanted to deal with them as soon as possible, the more helpless you became.

"Your mother'......"

"Donor, why bother in the first place, I've been seeing you unpleasantly for a long time."

Rumble!

Li Mo was like grabbing a mosquito, pinching the bone desolate and pulling the person out of the white bone jungle.

The White Bone Demon Cultivator lost his main backbone, and was stunned for a while, and it was too late to save the Bone Desolate Dao people, and they panicked one by one.

Li Mowei laughed for a while.

Even his state was not good, the three-yuan infant was about to be exhausted, his body was severely damaged, and he used the spiritual power of the Great Sun to cause stinging pain in the brain tissue.

But as long as the bone absurd people are eliminated, everything is worth it.

After all, the rest of the White Bone Demon Cultivators are not to be feared, they are all scattered.

Li Mo drove the Blood Hidden Soul to seal the Bone Desolate Dao Man, and the latter resisted desperately, but he couldn't escape the fate of ingesting the small world of Corpse Mountain.

He just wanted to use the second peak to press the top and let the Bone Desolate Dao people taste the experience of Sun Dasheng.

The results were unexpected.

The old man opened his mouth and spat out an extremely rich medicinal fragrance, burrowing into the head of the Bone Desolate Dao Man, and the traces of poison spread on his skeleton.

"Shangxian, I have no intention of being an enemy of you, and I am willing to pay for Shangxian."

When the old man of Heguo saw the Bone Wasteland, how could he dare to have the slightest thought, and take the initiative to consume his own Yuan Infant to make his position clear.

Li Mo glanced at the old man Heguo, and controlled the corpse mountain to drag the Bone Desolate Dao people into the main peak.

After he regained consciousness, the old man was surrounded by a large number of grass and tree monks, and his mouth was crooked, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

The old man Heguo smiled bitterly, "Ladies and gentlemen, can you stop fighting?" ”

"Ahhh

Zhang Guo raised his eyebrows, and the disciples hugged him again.

As soon as Li Mo's consciousness returned to his body, he canceled the tattoo beast and returned to his original image of being more than two meters long, but his right arm was missing.

He tosses and moves flexibly, and at the same time communicates with the vacuum home.

The White Bone Demon Cultivator was almost crazy, but after Li Mo cast the Mixed Yuan without leakage, there was no Bone Desolate Dao person, and it was difficult to capture Li Mo's figure.

"Slipped."

Li Mo sensed the vacuum of his hometown, and his body had gradually departed from the secret realm.

Then.

A piercing baby cry sounded in the giant Buddha Spirit Root, accompanied by the sound of the sword, instantly absorbing the Great Sun Spiritual Qi in the Vacuum Secret Realm.

The brain seems to bloom, and a Buddha's head is suspended in it.

The skull is shriveled and the facial features are hollow.

Li Mo didn't know why, no matter how he looked at it, it had nothing to do with the flying sword, but in his own cognition, he was sure that this thing was a flying sword.

His left hand was slightly accumulated, and the mixed element was condensed in his fingertips.

Just when he was about to bring some trouble to the White Bone Sect, he suddenly felt like a great enemy, and at some point, someone was on his shoulder.

"It's too wasteful to destroy, this sword is not as good as the real Buddha, and it is barely named after the fake Buddha."

Li Mo turned his head to look, but saw a strange man who couldn't tell the difference in appearance standing beside him.

The strange man was dressed in a pure white robe, and his appearance was constantly changing between the young, the young, and the old, and the dead skin was falling off every minute.

"I am the sword of the years, what do you call it?"

Li Mo looked at the Sword of Age, and the other party was carrying three flying swords.

The flying swords are all shaped like human feet, the long sword is an old man's foot, the short sword is a young man's foot, and the dagger is a child's foot, and it is still oozing blood.

Li Mo's pupils shrank, accelerating the progress of going to the vacuum hometown.

Although it is not sure what kind of Dao body the flying sword contains, it can make the innate saint faintly resist, even if it is not an immortal body, it is close to completeness.

The sword of the years tilted his head and snorted: "Huh? ”

Li Mo just wanted to speak, but the sword of the years nodded and said, "It turns out that the Wusheng Sect is too high in the sky." ”

The sword of the years was delighted, and the old teeth kept falling out of his mouth, and baby teeth erupted.

He snapped his fingers.

The Buddha's head fell on the palm of the Sword of Time, and a little disgust flashed in his eyes.

"It's too inferior, the sword embryo refined with the assistance of mortals is full of impurities inside and out, the crime of the Wuzang Sword should be executed, and the crime of the White Bone Sect should be executed."

Li Mo looked around, all the monks were lying flat in place, all of them were separated from each other.

When did the sword come out?

"Qingtian, what do you think of the Fake Buddha refining?"

"I ......"

"You have a good opinion on sword refining."

The Sword of Time seemed to be able to predict the content of Li Mo's words that he was about to speak, and he never stopped the latter from escaping into his hometown in a vacuum.

Li Mo disappeared into the secret realm of truth.

(End of chapter)