Chapter 117: What is the end of the immortal ladder

Among the figures, there is actually no lack of paying attention to the thirteen palace rooms, and their eyes reveal a little playfulness, I don't know what the meaning is.

Li Mo did not panic because of this, the exposure of the false Buddha was sooner or later.

At the very least, the body is safe.

And he had already prepared in advance, and the cancer cells were invisibly affecting the palace room, making the breath of the thirteenth palace room become restrained.

Originally, the thirteen palaces were not as powerful as the first twelve palaces, and there were cancer cells, and from the outside, there would not be too much attention from the forces.

The situation is extremely chaotic.

Not only was there a battle for the twelve immortals, but there were also all kinds of stumps and fragments all over the ground, plus dozens of strange things that had strayed into it.

In comparison, the thirteenth house room looks unremarkable.

Of course, it is not without accidents, there seems to be a sword cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Sect in the shadows, using his divine sense to sweep the fake Buddha from time to time.

Perhaps the fake Buddha that had just been refined during the secret realm of the Shingon Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect really didn't bother to pay attention to it.

But after Li Mo spent nearly two thousand years of innate essence nourishment, plus the birth of the sword intent, the fake Buddha can already be regarded as a superior flying sword.

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest and is really walking on thin ice."

At the same time, Li Mo was also moving the cave, with the help of the deliberately placed statue of the lifeless god, trying to stay away from the location of the remains of the lifeless old mother.

It's just thousands of miles, and there is really no sense of security.

He didn't dare to increase his sense of existence, and it was only right to manage the false Buddha.

The game between the Twelve Immortals and the Dao Demons involved was too high, and it was not something that Li Mo could contact in his infancy.

Time passes.

The volume of the fake Buddha has skyrocketed to more than ten meters, and the appearance of the Buddha's head Baolian lamp has become more and more lifelike, especially the flesh and blood that make up the petals, and even the blood vessels and meridians can be seen.

Li Mo was immersed in the growth of the false Buddha, and vaguely heard the movement of the twelve immortals slowly subsided.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of flesh and bone growth came, but the chatter of Ghost Qiong and the others had stopped abruptly.

Click......

The surface of the fake Buddha cracked and cracked, like a python about to shed its skin.

There was an accidental leak of the Puzhao Sword, causing several scars to be exposed in the thirteenth palace room, and blood water flowed out of it, and the fishy smell was extremely pungent.

Fortunately, the fake Buddha has just become a sword intent, and the power is far from entering the vision of the two sides of the Dao and the Demon.

Li Mo was secretly glad that he didn't devote himself to the Thirteenth Palace, "But... Once the False Buddha breaks through to the distraction stage, it is likely that he will not be able to suppress the sword intent. ”

"Why don't you postpone the promotion of the fake Buddha and take it out of the palace directly with the nearby magic circle?"

Li Mo had a slight headache, but he did not regret it.

After all, if the Sunlight Bodhisattva is a false Buddha who can parasitize in the distraction period, the birth of an extra-body Dharma body is likely to be beyond one's imagination.

Li Mo must consider becoming an immortal, every realm must build a high wall, and only after the nine realms can there be enough to break away from the mundane.

"Wait, I can do the opposite."

Li Mo has faintly made a plan.

When the old shell of the false Buddha fell into pieces, the level naturally reached the consummation of the primordial infancy, and the sword intent gradually gave birth to a metamorphosis.

Li Mo deliberately slowed down the speed of transformation and silently waited for the Twelve Immortals.

The growth of flesh and bones continued, and even if he didn't have time to care about the twelve immortals, he could still sense an extremely terrifying aura.

Li Mo was a little familiar, and it seemed that he had accidentally come into contact with it.

"Immortal ?!!"

"That's right, it's indeed a fairy !!"

Li Mo's pupils dilated, and when he was at the inner door of the Ziqi Sect, after Chen Tiangang summoned the Immortal Ladder, it was exactly the same as the aura that permeated at the end of the Immortal Ladder.

The fake Buddha squirmed slightly, and the forehead of the Buddha head opened an eye.

Just a glimpse.

Ghost Qiong and the others have completely turned into deformed and terrifying monsters, flesh and blood are glued to each other, and in the center is the broken Flying Sword Mother.

Their consciousness was confused, and they didn't know what to say.

The intestines and stomach are connected to each other, forming a step-like structure, and a full 100 meters upward, and a faint hazy fairy qi spreads out.

At the end of the ladder are twelve baby girl embryos.

Ghost Qiong and the others are not only fake bodies transformed by the spiders of Duosha Mountain, but also become a garbage station for the twelve immortals to transfer alienated impurities.

Even if the embryos of the twelve immortals have not achieved immortal bodies, their qualifications are far beyond the ordinary, and they are surrounded by looming visions.

The two sides of the Dao and Demon had no intention of stopping it, as if they were happy to see it.

Li Mo reacted immediately.

The ancient monks who are surviving in the world are most likely not to be welcomed by the forces they belong to, and it is also in their interests to get rid of them with the help of Zu Xiuyun's hands.

"But... It doesn't have to be so thorough, right? There was hardly any spiritual power left. ”

The actions of the Twelve Immortals made the new body extremely pure, but it also caused the cultivation to drop to a low point, similar to that of a mortal newborn baby.

The existence of the presence breathes heavily, and who is not eager to become an immortal.

"No, no, no."

Ghost Qiong muttered to herself as if she was returning to the light, her eyes staring directly at the fairy ladder.

Not long ago, he was thinking about becoming an immortal, but now he has become a strong fear, as if he has just seen the reality of the immortal world.

Ghost Qiong's upper body struggled out of the fairy ladder.

"I see, haha, even the fairy world can't be spared, look at the trouble caused by the mundane, becoming an immortal is just the beginning."

The two sides of the Dao and Demon didn't care about Ghost Qiong's crazy words, and they all released their spiritual power to protect the twelve immortals, for fear that Ghost Qiong would jump off the wall in a hurry.

Obviously, they have regarded the Twelve Immortals as a way to attain the path of immortals.

The pie painted by Zu Xiuyun is too tempting.

Whether intentionally or not, Zu Xiuyun proved that the Twelve Immortals could open the Immortal Ladder.

"Hahaha......"

Ghost Qiong stretched out her hand and pointed indiscriminately, her expression was full of sarcasm and mockery, and even a little schadenfreude for unknown reasons.

His body collapsed, and the nutrients were provided to the twelve immortals without reservation.

Ghost Qiong obviously still had the strength to deal with the twelve immortals, but she chose to kill herself, and after seeing the fairy world, her expression was only despair.

Li Mo realized that what Guiqiong said was true.

The immortal realm is by no means a blessed land, otherwise Chen Tiangang would not desperately want to leave, he must be fully prepared in the mortal world to find his ascension again.

The fairy ladder collapsed, leaving only twelve embryos.

The embryo digests the nutrients of the ghost Qiong and reaches the size of an ordinary baby, but it still lacks the means of self-preservation, and life and death are between the thoughts of others.

Li Mo heard that there was a discussion in the clouds, and then there was the unanimity of many forces.

"Yes."

One after another, the aura plummeted.

The baby with the twelve immortals was dragged into the air in different directions.

If nothing else, the Twelve Immortals will become the core disciples of the large sects, until the ladder to immortality is opened for them.

Zu Xiuyun was right.

Li Mo thought back to the cause and effect, and suddenly felt that Zu Xiuyun had already seen through people's hearts, and there was no possibility of failure from beginning to end.

"If I devote myself to the thirteenth palace room, I am afraid that there will be thirteen embryos at the bottom of the fairy ladder, and Senior Sister Si Ruizhai has not deceived me."

Although Li Mo has not lost control of alienation, he can reshape his body through the palace room with the flesh and blood of his lifeless old mother, which is indeed considered to be a worship of his subordinates.

And from the title of the Buddha's mother, it can be known that the childless mother is not just a simple ascension.

Li Mo did not suffer from gains and losses because of this.

In fact, even if he learned that the thirteen palace rooms represented the disciples of the lifeless old mother, Li Mo would not hesitate to choose the fake Buddha to parasitize.

Li Mo thinks that his foundation is perfect, and reshaping his body will be a waste of creative pages.

Moreover.

There is a substitute page, but in the future, there is a chance to directly replace it, just become a childless mother, why bother to be greedy for the opportunity of Buddhism.

"Qiang ......"

There was a sword roar in Li Mo's mind, and the fake Buddha had been reborn, and he was about to unbearably reveal the residual power from the distraction period.

Even the Sunlight Bodhisattva has used the false Buddha's counter-supplement to set foot in the consummation of the Yuan Infancy.

Li Mo took a deep breath, the cancer cells wrapped the fake Buddha, and at the same time, the magic circle was already ready to go, just waiting for the two Dao and Demon parties to exit.

"Whether the forces focus on the twelve immortals, they can naturally ignore the false Buddha."

The figures in the dense fog disappeared one after another, and the division of the twelve embryos was calm throughout the whole process.

The origins of the twelve senior sisters are not the same, representing the twelve mantras, and they will inevitably disperse to the two sides of the Dao and the Demon.

The Heavenly Sword Sect that Li Mo wants to infiltrate should be able to meet the fifth senior sister Yu Xiao, who is also crazy about killing decisively.

The fog calmed down.

Li Mo immediately urged the nearby magic circle, and the fake Buddha also broke free from the shackles of the blood vessels in the palace.

Seeing that the fake Buddha was about to escape, a gust of wind suddenly set off out of thin air, and a huge head of a hundred meters came out of the dense fog.

"Interesting, there is also a flying sword leaking from the Heavenly Sword Gate."

As his head spoke, his skin flew up, and his body was stacked with layers of skin, and the aura emitted was far more stable than that of Ghost Qiong.

The surging qi and blood rushed to his face, and behind it might be a Body Refining Immortal Sect.

Rumble.

The head stuck out his tongue and struck, and the circle was directly destroyed.

Li Mo couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and squeezed out three words between his teeth: "Practice the void period......"

He had already expected it, but he didn't expect the pressure of facing the practice period to be so terrifying, and it took a few breaths to forcibly calm down.

Li Mo immediately let go of the suppression of the fake Buddha, and the fragments of the old shell turned into powder.

The sword intent is awe-inspiring.

The thirteen palace rooms directly dissolved into pus, like a substantial illuminated sword intent, showing a similar light everywhere.

Li Mo had no intention of dealing with the existence of the practice period, and shone the sword qi up to the clouds.

"Fun, funny ......"

The giant head nodded repeatedly, and the hot breath from its mouth caused a fire to burn in the mountains, and even sparked a surge of magma deep underground.

With one breath, the ground uplifted the crater.

Li Mo closed his eyes tightly, and his body made a sword slashing motion.

Blessed by the magic power of kendo in the heart, blessed by the sword through the sun in the mind.

Li Mo fell into the ocean of pervasive sword intent, and the permeable sword intent he comprehended broke through, reaching a realm that he couldn't figure out.

"Shine through."

The body waved.

Thousands of miles of clouds suddenly opened, and it seemed to be late at night, but there was no trace of the bright moon.

Then, a round of the sun hangs in mid-air.

Thousands of miles of light shined, and even a hundred thousand miles away could detect the sword intent.

"It's good for flossing."

The giant head grabbed the fake Buddha and threw it into its mouth full of sharp teeth.

But before the upper and lower jaws could be closed, the flames crackled, and the scorching explosion engulfed the giant head, and a sword cultivator took the fake Buddha with a smile.

"Longtouju, this sword is from the hands of my disciples, hehe, the sword bearer is so bold that he raises a sword under the nose of Shangzong."

Jian Xiu's skin was charred, but his body was more than two meters old, but it was amazing.

The dragon head turned around and left.

Coke Sword Cultivator played with the fake Buddha and muttered with a smile: "Since the sword bearer doesn't know where to go, let's return to the Sword Club in the Cocoon." ”

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, Tianjian Gate is indeed the flying sword chosen sword slave, and the status of the flying sword is extraordinary.

"Wait until I get it back, I want to see the danger of the Sword Society in the Cocoon."

[Officials, I'm sorry, I'm a little late]

(End of chapter)