"There will be half a day at most, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and watched the lizard poisonous beast gradually approach.

Compared to the Toad Poison Beast, the Lizard Poison Beast is much larger, but the movement it emits while walking is obviously quieter.

If it weren't for Li Mo's divine sense, it would have been difficult to detect the traces of the lizard poisonous beast.

The lizard beast came for the toad beast, and could feel the former's greed, as if it wanted to devour the toad beast completely.

"Merge?"

Li Mo muttered.

The information he has investigated from various sources is very limited, and he only knows that Qinghongfang is not immutable, and it seems that there will be a merger with each other.

"What the hell are the Twelve Immortals doing?"

Li Mo had a sense of urgency in his heart, but he didn't intend to meddle in the poisonous beast.

The clouds were surging, and he deliberately carried out the beast of the Kun whale tattoo, and his head poked out of it for 300 meters, bringing incomparable deterrence.

"Quick fix."

The Kun Whale's tattooed beast transformation made the blue-purple scales all over the face, the cheeks extended long and narrow dragon whiskers, and the indifferent pupils were full of murderous intent.

Li Mo is like a dragon king entrenched in the clouds, just revealing his breath makes many beast cultivators crazy, and the sound of fighting is endless.

The side of the Closed Air Sect was completely desperate.

Their state of mind changed, and all that was left was the thought of escape.

All the beast cultivators were beaten with chicken blood, and their bodies were invisibly swollen several times, like giant beasts rampaging through the open space.

The people of Qinghongfang seemed at a loss.

In their opinion, Li Mo was no different from the immortal gods in the temple, and some of them were so frightened that they fell to their knees and kept chanting the name of the dragon king.

"Yuan Infant ......"

While Li Baoquan was afraid, he said to himself in a loud voice: "He is the old man of Qingshan behind the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, and the leader of the Yuanying power. ”

"No wonder, the head is magnificent, and he already has the assets of an immortal."

"I've heard about Qingshan Road for a long time, and it's really fairy when I see it today."

………

The scattered cultivators expressed their goodwill one after another, realizing that the scale of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce was unimaginable.

Generally, the peak of the Dan period of the scattered cultivation family, they have experienced ups and downs all year round, and they will naturally yearn for the Immortal Sect.

And many small immortal sects, there are also a large number of families under the sect to cling to.

It's all about mutual benefit.

Roar!!!

The leader of the beast cultivation is named "Araki Daoren", and the natal spirit beast is the beast bone tiger, and its cultivation has reached the stage of transformation pill, and it is the best among the new generation of disciples of the Heart Beast Sect.

The lower half of Araki Michito turned into a giant tiger, tossing and turning and biting several people to death.

Li Mo had heard Araki's information from Tian Changwen's mouth.

The Araki Daoist has the innate Dao body Mountain Monarch bone body, plus the acquired beast blood body, which makes the condensed Jin Dan close to the top grade.

He looked up at the clouds, his gaze full of fanaticism.

Araki Daoren was extremely excited in the face of the first primordial infancy of the Heart Beast Sect, and after his ferocity was completely stimulated, he even set his sights on Gao Cai.

However, he focuses on the overall situation and cooperates with his brothers in the battle.

The smell of blood is tangy.

Li Mo sighed slightly: "The older generation of beast cultivators either try to break the pill and become a baby, or take a back seat in the sect, and the fresh blood of beast cultivation is almost incomplete." ”

The beast cultivators cut off the escape path, and if the qi cultivators were not careful, they would fall into the encirclement and suppression of the beasts.

"No ......"

Gao Cai's expression was desperate.

He understood that the Closed Air Sect had been used as a stepping stone, but he was still a little unwilling.

Gao Cai's divine sense looked around, at present, the Yuanying Monk did not plan to interfere, as long as he escaped and left, there would be ......

Li Mo saw through Gao Cai's plan, and spiritual power poured into the body of the mandrill.

"Oooooooooo......oo

The mandrill frantically pounded his chest, and the cultivation of the original Dan stage began to skyrocket, and a large number of strange and inexplicable features appeared all over his body.

It has unexpectedly revealed atomized features all over its body, making its body even more unstable.

It was brought by the haze and fog spiritual power, forcibly raising the strength of the mandrill to the infant stage of the corpse, but it was difficult to use it like an arm.

"Phew!!"

The white bone rod swept away, and the sand was filled.

"Ah, demon monkey!"

Gao Cai was caught off guard, and was directly hit in the head by the white bone stick, and suddenly felt that his head was swollen and cracked, and pus oozed out of his facial features.

He wanted to summon Yuan Ying to fight for his life, but the mandrill move hit the dantian directly.

Gao Cai was extremely aggrieved, spitting blood in the mandrill play, and after taking a few steps back, he was slapped on the back by Araki Michito with a paw.

The defeat was like a mountain.

Similar to the small Immortal Sect of the Qi Closed Sect, relying on the accumulation of time to give birth to the one-yuan infant stage, as long as the yuan infant period dies, it will immediately decline.

Li Mo paid attention to the lizard poisonous beast while waiting for the end of the situation.

The beast cultivator did not disappoint him either.

In less than an hour, the Qi-Closing Sect was completely destroyed, and the beast cultivators even cleaned the battlefield, and the corpses were stored in storage magic weapons.

Then, they went non-stop to the poison clothes Qinghong Fang to pack up their belongings.

According to Li Mo, the toad poisonous beast may encounter danger, and it will have to move the gathering place to the south of the blessed land cave for the time being.

Li Mo sat cross-legged on the clouds.

Araki Michito came to him with a magic weapon and respectfully presented the corpse storage bag.

"The junior Araki has seen the corpses of Aoyama's predecessors, this battle."

Li Mo nodded slightly after taking it, Araki Daoren was a little regretful when he saw this, and wanted to take this opportunity to say a few more words to the former, but he couldn't speak.

"Araki, is there something wrong?"

"Uh, juniors say goodbye."

Araki Michito turned around in three steps, as if he wanted to see Li Mo's appearance clearly.

Li Mo didn't care about the Araki Daoren, and disappeared in place with a slap of his palm, and it took more than an hour to come to the poisonous beast.

Lizards and poisonous beasts have a pungent stench.

There are at least 70,000 or 80,000 graves in mass graves.

Li Mo's divine sense looked through the skin and flesh of the poisonous beast and observed the corpses buried deep in it, and found that they were indeed monks before their deaths.

Maybe when he was not dead, some of the corpses were still strong people who were born in the Dan Yuanying.

But now that it has been buried in the ground, no matter how Li Mo looks at it, he doesn't see the corpse having any life, and his cultivation has long since dissipated.

"What the hell, even if it's a corpse cultivation, at least it has spiritual power?"

"Or is it that the corpse cultivation of the immortal realm in the later generations has surpassed my imagination, and the divine sense can't even distinguish between the virtual and the real just by looking at the surface?!!

In ancient times, there was indeed corpse cultivation in the immortal cultivation world, which was regarded as a branch of the demon gate, and it was usually the corpse of the living soul after death, so as to absorb the spiritual energy to practice.

But the problem is that now all immortals are immortal, and there should be no corpse cultivation.

"I really don't believe in evil."

Li Mo cast the Cave God Eye, and then had the blessing of the mountain spider.

Any detail of the lizard beast could be seen, and the corpse was still unrecognizable, but the flesh could be felt to decay very slowly.

In addition, the fluctuations of spiritual power in the mass grave were also very chaotic.

It is obviously dominated by Yin aura, but it is filled with a strange aura that is half virtual and half real, which is a category that Li Mo has never come into contact with.

"It's like a bubble, it's not like it's real or fake, it's hell."

Li Mo's heart moved, and he released the Toushan Jun treacherous beast from the small world and threw it into the mass grave, and then a terrifying scene appeared.

The mountain beast was frightened and stumbled through the graves.

Suddenly.

There was an extra scar on the side of the mountain monarch's beast that was deep and bone-seeing, caused by the chopping of sharp weapons, but there was not even a figure in the mass grave.

Li Mo did feel a faint spell casting fluctuation, but it was still that void spiritual power.

The Mountain Monarch Beast retreated in anticipation, trying to find the position of the threat, and then folded its neck in half, and its organs exploded into minced meat.

Soon there was no sound.

Li Mo gasped, what kind of Dao inheritance is so weird?

The corpse of the Mountain Monarch began to disappear out of thin air, as if someone was cutting flesh and bones, and soon only the debris remaining on the ground remained.

From beginning to end, Li Mo didn't even see the figure of the monk dealing with the treacherous beast.

"Master Han, don't let the monk get within a kilometer of the poisonous beast, I will handle the affairs of Qinghongfang, and you are in charge of the blessed land cave."

Li Mo hurriedly warned Han Cai, who said worriedly: "There's no need to be in vain, if you really can't give up Qinghongfang." ”

"Yes, I have counted."

Li Mo made several experiments, and whenever a treacherous beast landed in a mass grave, it would be attacked and killed inexplicably.

He released the ghost tiger again, and if the tattooed beast hid itself, it would be fine.

But as long as the ghost tiger exposes itself, it will immediately be attacked by an unknown person, and it will soon be severely damaged, as if the enemy is in a different plane.

"What kind of special spell is it?"

Li Mo threw off the blood and hid his soul, and directly tied up a corpse in the mass grave, wanting to burn it in a furnace to see its reality.

The mass grave shook the mountain.

One after another, invisible spells fell on the blood hidden soul, causing the pseudo-magic weapon to be seriously damaged.

And Li Mo also found that there were some inexplicable existences in the mass grave, which seemed to be driving magic weapons towards his location.

"Wait, it seems that they have to be within the confines of the mass grave, or have access to things in it, for them to influence themselves?"

He did not let go of the blood hidden soul, and his association with the mass grave gradually deepened.

Blink of an eye.

Li Mo saw a scene that made his scalp tingle.

The back of the lizard beast loomed into view, and there were tens of thousands of monks living inside, their bodies made of mist.

"Ghost cultivator? No, that spiritual power is not a ghost spiritual power. ”

Li Mo's blood-hidden soul that bound the corpse was about to break, but the Taoist temple was becoming more and more real, and countless Taoist priests flew into the sky.

Each Dao body exudes a treasure light, not only does it not show traces of decay, but reveals a mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme.

There are at least twenty people who have reached the cultivation level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Li Mo noticed their annoyed and angry expressions, and opened his mouth as if he was talking, but he really couldn't hear it clearly.

Syllable.

The blood is broken.

The magnificent Taoist temple and tens of thousands of Taoist priests disappeared into nothing.

Li Mo made defensive preparations, but only a breeze blew on his face, and everything in his eyes just now seemed to be just an illusion.

He stood uncertainly in the air, his blood hidden soul drilling back into the five internal organs to make up for it little by little.

"That spiritual power is the key, and it always feels familiar."

First of all, the corpses must be the body of that group of ghosts, otherwise they would not have reacted so violently when they saw Li Mo taking it and trying it.

"There are no wonders in the world, but it's a pity that the Book of Creation has never fed back information, otherwise you can know where the unknown forces are sacred."

(End of chapter)