In particular, the legend of the year of the funeral fire made their hearts tremble.

The Holy Spirit can't escape, as strong as the Sword Emperor Sect also turned into dust, if a disaster happens to the Sword Sect, how should they deal with it?

Lin Jianmo pondered for a moment, his eyes cloudy.

No one knows what this celestial man is thinking.

He naturally knew something about the upcoming catastrophe in the Holy Spirit Continent.

After all, the Divine Sword Sect was also one of the forces involved in the Tianzhou Project.

However, he did not expect that the year of the burial fire could be so tragic that almost no Holy Spirit could survive.

Lin Jianmo restrained his emotions and became flat.

He said with a little gratitude: "Thank you Xiaoyou for reminding me, my Divine Sword Sect will definitely live up to the expectations of the predecessors of the Sword Emperor Stone and carry forward the inheritance of the Sword Emperor Sect." ”

The words had already been brought, and Zhou Qiankun said goodbye with a smile: "Senior Lin, I'm a little tired, so I'll leave first." ”

Lin Jianmo nodded, and then asked Dugu Xiaolang to take Zhou Qiankun out.

Returning to Dugu Xiaolang's courtyard, Zhou Qiankun entered the room to recuperate.

Xiao Yi entered the retreat, it had reached the barrier of the early stage of the Divine Mansion, and began to attack the middle stage of the Divine Mansion with all its might.

After resting for three days, Zhou Qiankun was in good spirits and began to practice the Divine Funeral Song Sword Technique.

Cultivating the Divine Funeral Song Sword Technique, Zhou Qiankun suddenly felt his head big.

This Holy Spirit Law has already involved the power of the law, and the complexity is far more than a few streets of Heavenly Rank Spells.

Rao is his sword master, and he can't find a way out for a while.

"Heh, I haven't seen the magnificence of the gods, and it's really difficult to comprehend this swordsmanship."

Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but think of the murals in the forbidden land of Yaochi, which might be able to make him feel the artistic conception of death.

However, he immediately shook his head, and now go to the forbidden land of Yaochi, and it is strange not to be killed.

Yao Chi is too mysterious, even if there is a Holy Spirit sleeping, it is not impossible.

"I don't believe it, I really can't cultivate the Divine Burial Song Sword Technique!"

Zhou Qiankun took a deep breath, he knew that it was not easy to cultivate the Divine Burial Song Sword Technique, but he was not discouraged.

He decided to start with the basics and gradually understand the mysteries of this Holy Spirit Dharma.

He closed his eyes and began to feel the power of the law in his body, the sword intent permeated his body, and the whole person was like turning into a divine sword that tore through the sky.

Gradually, Zhou Qiankun felt that his sword intent was getting stronger and stronger, and it began to echo with the power of the law, forming a wonderful balance.

In the sword intent, there is a kind of Lingyun ambition, to go to the nine heavens to send the god funeral song.

Zhou Qiankun opened his eyes excitedly, he knew that he had taken the first step in cultivating the Divine Burial Song Sword Technique.

In the following days, Zhou Qiankun continued to practice the Divine Funeral Song Sword Technique.

Xiao Yi also continued to break through in the retreat, and finally succeeded in hitting the middle stage of the Divine Mansion.

Its strength has been greatly improved, and its combat power is comparable to the peak of the Divine Mansion.

Red Blood Mountain, an ancient battlefield, thousands of miles of mountains are stained red with blood.

No one knows how ancient it is, only that there is a boundless danger hidden in it, and evil spirits often appear to devour the flesh and soul of those who enter.

However, no one knew that this place was actually the lair of the cult.

In the deepest part of the Red Blood Mountain, an evil palace stood, surrounded by a secret formation, which ordinary monks could not see at all.

Inside the palace, a fierce looking and blood-soaked Divine Mansion Peak Great Monk looked at the monk below with cold eyes.

This person is the evil lord of the Cult of Evil Gods, and ten years ago he was only a peak monk of the Lingtai Sect.

However, once when he was chased and killed by a righteous monk, he begged the evil god, but he didn't expect the evil god to really respond to him.

As a result, he became the spokesperson of the evil god, and in just ten years, his cultivation came to the peak of the god's mansion.

"How's the mural carved?"

The mural is the will of the evil god, and it is related to the evil god's plan to destroy Dachu, and it cannot be lost.

The people below trembled and did not dare to raise their heads to look directly at the evil lord.

He is well aware of the horror of the evil lord, but if he says a word or makes a little more superfluous action, death awaits him.

"Back to the Lord, it's almost over."

The thought of the mural made him tremble.

The mural was so strange that they hired tens of thousands of craftsmen to complete the carving.

However, on the way to carve the murals, nearly half of the craftsmen died mysteriously, and the cause of death was myriad.

Fortunately, the evil lord has the divine pattern given by the evil god, so that the people of the evil god sect are safe and sound.

He didn't dare to imagine that without the protection of the Divine Seal, the Cult would still be able to exist today.

When the evil lord heard this, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay, this thing is done well, you go down, wait for the mural carving to be completed, kill all the craftsmen and overseers, I don't want the curse to spread and kill us, although there is a god pattern to protect it, but more is better than less."

Thinking of something, he added: "By the way, the souls of those cursed craftsmen and overseers remain, it is the favorite food of the evil god, and whether this seat can step into the heavens depends on the mood of the evil god." ”

"Recently, we have been providing less and less souls to the Evil God, and it is already a little unhappy, I hope that the souls of these craftsmen and overseers can make the Evil God smile again."

The hearts of the evil cultivators below trembled, this evil lord was really vicious.

He didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, and hurriedly agreed.

"Yes, Lord."

If you agree late, or if you have the slightest objection, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of here today.

The evil cultivator left in a hurry, for fear that he would die in the next second.

The evil lord tapped his fingers, and it didn't take long for a late-stage cultivator of the Divine Mansion to step in.

Luo Xueyi, one of the three major worshippers of the Cult of the Evil God, is fierce and loves to drink human blood the most.

The evil lord looked at him and said in an indifferent tone: "Bloody clothes, what is the situation on the Taixuanmen side?" ”

Luo Xueyi shook his head and said respectfully: "Tell the Lord, that Gao Li father and son don't know when they arranged the ground-level high-level killing array Cloud Thunder Formation in Taixuanmen, the thunderclouds are rolling within that formation, and it is too heavy before the masculinity, and the restraint on our evil cultivators is too great, so I don't dare to act rashly." ”

The evil lord frowned slightly, he didn't expect this stubble.

He sneered: "Over the years, Gao Li has exploited the disciples of the Taixuanmen, and placed his younger brother in the treasure house, secretly greedy for many heavenly and earthly treasures, and even used Feng Lan to steal the treasures of the Taixuanmen treasure house, just to secretly arrange this big array?" But I underestimated him, he did have some scheming! ”

He pondered for a moment, there were treasures needed by the evil gods inside the Taixuanmen, and they had to get their hands on them.

Over the years, the ancestors of Taixuanmen have been secretly guarding that thing, and the evil god has killed seven people, but they have not obtained the treasure.

The evil lord sneered: "Does Gao Li really think he can keep that thing? What the evil god wants, how can he keep it! Wait for me to defeat the Great Chu coalition army, and then I will personally go to the Taixuanmen to retrieve that thing and present it to the evil god! ”