"It is worthy of the Heavenly Sword Gate, I am afraid that every star has the size of a mountain."

Li Mo held the Phantom Fish Sword, standing on the top of the Kun Whale's head, and the Book of Creation was feeding back a large amount of information from the Ancient Heavenly Sword Gate.

Ten thousand years ago, the Tianjian Gate, the mountain gate was still located between the mountains.

For the immortal future generations, ten thousand years is actually not long or short, but it has turned the scale of the Heavenly Sword Gate upside down.

Li Mo's eyes swept across the stars in the sky.

According to the feedback from the Book of Creation, Xingchen is the [Sword Shrine] of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

In the ancient Heavenly Sword Gate, the sword mound resembles a tomb, just in the core area of the inner gate, which is full of flying swords after the death of the sword cultivators of the past dynasties.

Anyone who is getting started with sword cultivation must take a flying sword from the sword mound and refine it.

Nowadays, the sword mound is more like a dojo used to raise swords.

And if Li Mo is not mistaken, even the sword mound itself is a special flying sword, and the sword intent contained far exceeds his own general illumination.

Starlight shone on the surface of the sword mound, making the sword intent even more vast as the sea.

"Outrageous, the foundation of the Heavenly Sword Sect will continue to accumulate with the passage of time, do small and medium-sized sects really have any hope of catching up with the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Li Mo found that the position of the sword mound was not suspended in the air, and it seemed that it would occasionally rise and fall due to its own strength.

The sword mound near the ground is supposed to house inferior flying swords.

Li Mo frowned slightly.

With the strength of his divine sense, he couldn't even see through the lowest sword mound, and at the same time, the Phantom Fish Sword was also a little ready to move.

The Phantom Fish Sword seems to be very interested in a sword mound with sword intent biased towards [Illusion].

"The Phantom Fish Sword has been placed in the sword mound for thousands of years, I am afraid it is enough to transform into a corresponding flying sword, and the Heavenly Sword Gate is indeed a sword that can be made into a sword."

Li Mo's eyes were full of eagerness.

The magic system of the Heavenly Sword Sect, including all kinds of skills, is different from the immortal cultivation realm, and the Dao species will inevitably be able to absorb indescribable nutrients.

"It turns out that this is sword cultivation."

Minglin and the others walked out of the retreat room, looked at the Heavenly Sword Gate and fell into a stupor.

They didn't know why the Sword Tongue Sect, as a consumable of the Heavenly Sword Sect, still had great respect for the Upper Sect, but now they finally understood.

The Heavenly Sword Gate represents a path to becoming an immortal.

The subordinate sword sects came from different directions, and they could not hide the throbbing in their hearts, telling their reverence for the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As for the nine deaths of the Sword Society in the Cocoon, it has long been forgotten.

Airplanes......

The whale quietly approached Baili.

Li Mo's pupils dilated, and the spiritual power that he had dispersed from himself disappeared for no reason, and the four-element infant in his body also became sluggish.

"Circle? No, it's a taboo for a certain flying sword. ”

Li Mo looked around, all the monks within a hundred miles had similar symptoms, but he could see that their flying swords were not affected.

"Combine the flying sword with the mountain protection circle? Terrible. ”

The Kun whale hides in the clouds, spreading its wings and stepping eighty miles outside the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Li Mo's qi and blood began to drain wildly, and the trend did not stop until the skin and flesh converged, which should be the taboo of the second flying sword.

Forty miles.

The taboo of the third flying sword was revealed, and the divine consciousness released was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Li Mo realized why the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't care about outsiders participating in the Cocoon Sword Society, the Mountain Protection Array alone was enough to block most of the spirit spirits.

No matter how cultivated you are, you have to be honest in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Whoosh ......

The ground below the sword mound was ravaged by countless sword lights at all times, but the area in the center of the ten miles seemed to be a dead end of sword qi.

Li Mo knew that first of all, he needed to take action from the Yuan Infant Stage of the Sword Sect to protect his disciples to the safe area deliberately set aside.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't worry, think about the Heavenly Sword Gate's mountain protection array, maybe you can find a way to avoid the weakening of the spirit and spirit."

Li Mo patted the Kun Whale's head, and the tattooed beast suddenly slowed down.

He secretly cast a big cancer on his own, and a large number of pupils appeared around his body, and at the same time, the Cave God Eye on his forehead was also continuously sweeping over the various sword mounds.

The magic circle and swordsmanship have benefited a lot, and the array is no longer limited to the pattern inscription.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Li Mo swung his club again and sat cross-legged, and his swordsmanship was also improving by leaps and bounds.

Minglin and the others were a little anxious, but they couldn't influence Li Mo's actions, and as soon as they left the range of the courtyard, they would be torn apart by Gangfeng.

The whale was slightly uncomfortable with the weakening of its own spirit, so it simply slept for a while.

The Sky Guarding Weapons of the various affiliated Sword Sects passed through the clouds, and they did not notice the Kun Whale at all.

They stayed on the edge of the sword rain, and the disciples immediately set up a temporary camp, and the Yuanying monk was responsible for pondering the law of the sword rain.

There are still eight years left in the Cocoon Sword Society, and there is no need to act recklessly.

There are a total of sixty-one places for small affiliated sword sects, and more than two hundred for medium-sized affiliated sword sects, and there are more than three people in the Yuan infant stage.

It can be said that the accumulation of thousands of years of the affiliated Sword Sect will turn into the nutrients of the Sword Society in the cocoon.

But no one dared to object, the deterrent power of the Heavenly Sword Sect was like a substance, and just by recalling the Flying Sword of the Town Sect, it was enough to destroy the foundation of the sect.

The affiliated sword sects will also compete with each other through the cocoon sword associations.

It is also a subsidiary sword sect, and the background is very different, and the small sword sect does not even have the qualifications to be a foil, and there is a high probability that they will be sent to death when they come to the Heavenly Sword Gate.

The sword cultivators who have been able to stand out in the past are generally from medium-sized affiliated sword sects.

They occupy the most open position on the periphery of the sword rain, and the disciples under them are obviously more prepared, and they are practicing swords and cultivating swords in their spare time.

All the forces understood that the first Sword Sect to enter the Sword Rain would attract the attention of a large number of flying swords, which would undoubtedly be very dangerous.

Patience is the number one rule.

There are always small affiliated sword sects that don't know the doorway inside, for fear that there will be not enough time, and they will risk wanting to go through the sword rain of nine deaths.

It's only more than half a year.

There were nearly two hundred affiliated sword sects outside the sword rain, and tens of thousands of people were swept around.

The Sword Sect that has attracted the most attention is without exception, and they are all holders of the Flying Sword Certificate, and they have already been sure to occupy an entry place.

Before and after the Heavenly Sword Gate, a total of nine secret realm sword refining was organized, and nine certificate flying swords were born.

There are three stalks in the hands of the affiliated sword sect, which are the [Black Pulp] of the [Bone Sword Dao], and the magic inheritance uses the spine to achieve the natal flying sword.

[Tu Shan] of the [Great Armor Sword], the natal flying sword is concentrated in both arms.

In the [March] of [Sword Grapefruit Liver], the disciples all have liver sword weapons on their shoulders.

As a certificate of entry, each of them has the power of the town faction, how can it not make the rest of the forces jealous.

What is surprising is that March and Tu Shan are both held by the head of the Sword Sect to which they belong, but the black marrow is actually the inner disciple of the Bone Sword Intent.

Inner disciple Dao number hibiscus.

He covered his appearance with his robes, and his half-bowed body looked unusually deformed, and it could be seen that the entire spine had been withdrawn from the body.

After all, if you want to control the black marrow, you must give up the original natal flying sword.

The ordinary natal flying sword is far from reaching the level of living beings, so it is not taboo, and the black marrow is already at the level of the town sect, and the taboo is quite deep.

Hibiscus leaned over and smiled nervously, taking off his robe little by little.

I saw that the skin of my body was covered with dense black spots, which were constantly eroding the flesh and blood, and the black spots were black pith, fungal flying swords.

The taboo is to devour meat, which is devoured all the time.

Hibiscus was in pain, even if he kept taking pills, he couldn't resist the taboo of black marrow.

He opened his eyes and looked around with a cold gaze, including the Yuanying Cultivator, all the Bone Sword Intent disciples couldn't help but bow their heads and avoid it.

"You... Come here. ”

Hibiscus pointed to a Yuan Ying Elder, whose face was cloudy.

Elder Yuanying hesitated slightly, and before he could take a few steps, a little bit of mushroom powder fluttered in the wind, directly into his internal organs.

"Ahhh

Elder Yuanying fell to his knees, and his body turned into pits.

Hibiscus smiled sickly, her short tongue licking her lips until Elder Yuanying was on the verge of death.

The rest of the disciples were full of fear, only to hear Hibiscus start muttering to himself again.

"There are three flying sword certificates in the Sword Sect, and the two of them have inferior qualifications, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"The remaining five are obtained by casual cultivation, and it is impossible to threaten me, only the flying sword of the secret realm of the Shingon Sect is missing, but it doesn't matter."

"This time the entry sword slave, I must be the chief."

The hibiscus was excited, causing the black pith to boil, and after a while, a black-brown mushroom grew from the wound, and the sword qi released was like powder.

The fungus powder drifted by, and some fellow monks screamed again and again.

They knew what Hibiscus had done, and the head of the Bone Sword Intent had turned into a half-immortal flesh puppet in order to compete for the black marrow.

Who would have thought.

Mu Hibiscus, who has no sense of existence among the inner disciples, has been promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage as early as five hundred years ago, and has been plotting the black pith.

"Who! Who is it?!!! ”

Suddenly, they heard a strange sound in Hibiscus's throat, and her pupils narrowed into pins' eyes.

The disciples looked down the hibiscus and saw only the continuous clouds, but at the same time, their natal flying swords trembled for no reason.

Followed by.

A deafening whale chirp rang out.

More than a kilometer of Kun Whale drilled out of it, and it could vaguely sense a faint sword aura.

Although the Kun Whale was suppressed by the mountain protection array, it did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but spread its wings and rushed towards the continuous rain of swords.

Hibiscus stared at the whale, and it wasn't the beast that threatened Black Marrow.

He soon noticed that there was an old man on the top of the whale's head, dressed in a cloak and holding a fishing rod made of bamboo in both hands.

Black tears flowed from Hibiscus's eyes.

"Is it a casual practice? Impossible, there is no breath of evidence at all. ”

Hibiscus is not only afraid of the unknown, but also the black marrow that he has not yet fully refined, and he has an irrepressible interest in the old man.

If it weren't for the forcible suppression of spiritual power, the black marrow would even chase after each other.

Li Mo opened his eyes, but he still maintained the posture of fishing, and his consciousness was communicating with the fake Buddha, planning to directly withdraw his foundation spiritual object as soon as the cocoon sword meeting began.

Minglin and the others were like mangs on their backs, desperately calling for Li Mo to pay attention to the sword rain.

They only thought that Elder Tai was immersed in cultivation, otherwise they should try their best to avoid the sword qi, how could they use the thousand-meter giant beast to break through the sword rain.

No matter how strong the giant beast is, it is also in its infancy, and I am afraid that it will be shattered in an instant, right?

Li Mo yawned, thinking about the feasibility of sword qi refining in his mind.

He smiled, and his strong voice echoed within a radius of ten miles: "Fellow Daoists, the Sword Tongue Sect is one step ahead. ”

(End of chapter)