As soon as Lu Yuan's voice fell, it seemed to indicate the fall of the tomb and the sword mound.

In a sense, chaos is the main theme of the Twenty-Eight Sword Shrines, and the Tomb Sword Shrine also needs an indirect riot to consume the increasing number of sword ghosts.

The clouds completely obscured the sun, and the sound of bones colliding came and went.

"Fuck, wouldn't the scene of the grave and sword mound also be a portrayal of the upheaval of heaven and earth, right? It is completely different from the calamity of the Fire Spirit Temple. ”

Li Mo noticed.

The dustpan that had been placed in the corner of the courtyard wall for the first breath suddenly turned into white bones for the next breath, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into an abominable monster.

Stones piled up on the side of the road, cracks spread on the surface, brain tissue is squeezed out of them, and the growing blood vessels act as limbs for rapid travel.

The bird's nest sprouts fine fangs and sharp teeth, swallowing the homing finch in one gulp.

There was a cacophony of movement in all the houses, and furniture could be seen tearing at each other, flesh and blood flying, and deformed swordsmen were born.

The crowd that had been on the streets not long ago scattered and fled.

But as the clothes they wore and the ornaments they wore became flesh and blood one after another, only one-sided slaughter remained, and almost no one survived.

Only the crowd kneeling beside the altar did not fall prey to the sword ghosts.

They recited the scriptures reverently, while mutilating themselves, causing mountains of flesh and blood to pile up on the altar, and the suffocating smell of rancidity.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, and got some clues from the memories in the book of creation.

"Shaoquan Town ......"

In the ancient world of cultivating immortals, Shaoquan Town was also a mundane town attached to the Heavenly Sword Gate, and its scale was far inferior to Wumen City.

However, because of the unique spring water that can quench ironware, Shaoquan Town has always been a necessary place for business to pass through 10,000 years ago, and it is rich in ironware.

The scattered memories of the Book of Creation show that the present "end times" are not fakes.

"Hiss......"

Li Mo gasped, the memories in his mind were too fragmentary.

He only saw that Shaoquan Town, which lived and worked in peace and contentment, was in danger without warning, and all the dead things in the town came to life.

"The distance between Wumen City and Shaoquan Town is only two or three hundred miles, why is there such a big difference in the form of the drastic changes in heaven and earth?"

Li Mo's face was full of doubts, but his thoughts were soon broken by the sword ghost.

Bang.

A human head slammed into the gate, and the connected spine made the sword ghost like a python, trying to break through the protective circle arranged by Li Mo.

There were more than a dozen sword ghosts in the backyard, and at least two or three hundred of them arrived in a short period of time.

The sword ghosts are like moths to a fire smashing into the courtyard, most of them are cocooned swords comparable to the infancy of dollars, mixed with a few small night walks.

Thankfully, the Grave Sword Shrine has unique rules.

The taboo of the sword ghost was suppressed to a low point, at least Li Mo was not obviously aware of it.

Qiang Qiang Qiang.

The sound of swords sounded all over the town, and a total of more than a dozen sword cultivators in the mound of sword mounds followed suit, releasing sword qi to kill one sword ghost after another.

However, the smell of blood inevitably attracts more sword ghosts.

"Thunder Hell."

Rumble.

To the southwest is the Heavenly Palace Period Sword Cultivator who came from the Thunder Su Sword Shrine, and not dying under Yu Xiao's sword can already show that his strength is extraordinary.

The thunder soared into the sky, and with a sweep of the sword light, more than a dozen sword ghosts were wiped out.

Autumn Frost Sword Cultivation is not far behind.

Their sword intent is biased towards the Yin Water genus, and they are still like fish in water in the tomb mound.

"Hey, let's be honest as a tool man."

Li Mo suddenly realized that Lu Yuan came to the tomb to pile up the sword mound not only to recruit disciples, but also to help dispose of some sword ghosts.

In order to ensure the balance of the grave and the sword mound, I am afraid that it will have to be cleaned every once in a while.

The killing intent that Lu Yuan showed to the rest of the Sword Shrine disciples was obviously for Li Mo, invisibly revealing a strong threat to him.

If Li Mo was pressed by others, the chief of the Great Sun Sword Shrine would not have to do it.

"Lei Su and Qiu Shuang should also have the elders of the Refining Void Period coming, and they are already waiting for an opportunity to recruit disciples in the shadows."

"I don't know if Shaoquan Town will reveal more secrets of the drastic changes in heaven and earth."

Li Mo pulled out the phantom fish sword at his waist, looked at all kinds of strange-shaped sword ghosts, and then slashed the sword light in his hand.

Sou.

The sword aura of the sun flashed.

The head of a sword ghost fell, and then the corpse was engulfed by the shadow of Li Mo's feet.

Sword ghosts are all transformed from their bodies, even if they are not humanoid, they can still be used as guests in the corpse mountain, Li Mo couldn't help but light up.

"It's developed."

Li Mo opened his mouth and spit out, and twenty or thirty natal flying swords drilled out.

After the natal flying sword reaches the distraction period, the most significant feature is the dragon ball, yes, the flying sword above the dragon is all dragon balls in the mouth.

The Dragon Ball is a characteristic of the manifestation of sword intent, which can make the power of the Natal Flying Sword skyrocket.

"The dragon is enough, let's clean up the sword ghosts within a kilometer of the courtyard first."

The devil knows how long the sword ghost riot will last.

The fact that the Natal Flying Sword in the Distraction Period still can't change the consumables, and taboo will cause the Flying Sword to be damaged for a maximum of fifteen days.

"Go."

Li Mo urged the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone, and the exposed aura turned into a Yang Thunder Sword Body, and a dragon flying sword with a handle was shrouded in a faint thunder light.

The sound of breaking the air is piercing.

Even if the natal flying sword contains the sword intent of the middle vehicle, it still chops melons and vegetables.

Li Mo's use of sword intent is different from the past, and when facing the sword ghost dominated by the cocoon sword, he will hardly waste any excess spiritual power.

The sword ghost rained down like raindrops in the small world of the corpse mountain.

Li Mo continued to add the Natal Flying Sword in a timely manner, mainly highlighting a safe.

And he deliberately controlled the hundred or so Phantom Natal Flying Sword, snatching the corpse of the sword ghost in the hands of the rest of the sword cultivators.

"At present, it's just a small night tour, and the big night tour and the night wandering god have not yet appeared, so let them help me attract attention."

In just half a day, Li Mo had already harvested 20,000 corpses.

Fishing in troubled waters is exactly what he's good at.

Li Mo is expected to be able to pile up the sword mound in the grave, adding two or three hundred thousand guests to the small world of Corpse Mountain.

The situation in the tomb sword mound is indeed not unexpected, ten days have passed, and the proportion of Xiao Yeyou among the sword ghosts has caught up with the cocoon sword.

One sword cultivator after another is desperately trying to resist the sword, and some of them have even used their external law bodies.

Only Li Mo is at ease.

During this period, Li Mo's courtyard had many refining void period divine senses swept by, and some of them had a playful gaze.

Li Mo didn't care at all, so that his interests could be maximized.

Until Lu Yuan really couldn't look past it.

Li Mo sat leisurely in the house, the Tuqin Jindan was already in the impact pill stage, and at the same time, the trees in the small world of the corpse mountain had not fallen.

Moo~

Yang Niu's head popped out of the ground, and Lu Yuan said with a grin: "Taiji, I'm the sword ghost who asked you to kill all the graves, right?" ”

"Kill quickly, do you still want the Dao inheritance of the Tomb Sword Shrine?"

With that, Yang Niu's head fled again.

Li Mo couldn't help but be stunned, "Is the recruitment of disciples related to the number of sword ghosts killed?" ”

"You really look up to me, Lei Su and Qiushuang are not a dozen or so sword cultivators, let me have more than one enemy in one Wuqi period."

Li Mo sighed helplessly, and pointed his index finger at the center of his eyebrows.

"Here comes the sword!"

(End of chapter)