Twenty years ago, before Mo Wen was born, Lao Huang carried a pitch-black ironwood box on his back and entered the mountain.

There is a weapon hidden in the box, Lao Huang said that it was a sword, but Mo Wen thought it was a knife, the name of the knife was "Ape Gong", three feet six inches long, the blade was jet black, the python dragon was lying on its back, the blade was snow-white, and the tip was obliquely broken.

That night, it was raining heavily, Mo Wen was born, and the black box took off, turned into a long dragon, entrenched on the top of Kunwu Mountain, and shook the sky in the heavy rain.

Lao Huang was overjoyed and cried, crying in the storm, and from then on he regarded himself as a servant and served Mo Wen.

Nine years ago, someone insulted Lao Huang, and the three-year-old Mo Wen held the ape in his hand and stabbed the man's heart.

The sword was taken away by Lao Huang, sealed into a sheath, hidden in a box, and placed on the top of Kunwu Mountain.

Mo Wen didn't understand, at that time, Lao Huang touched the top of Mo Wen's head with a smile, and said, "People, you have to raise it!

Mo Wen came to Lao Huang's residence, it was very simple, everything was the same as it was, and it was very familiar.

He looked at the door in a daze, Lao Huang was sitting on the threshold, weaving a grasshopper or dragonfly or something with thatch in his hand, he was still young at that time, and he also held a few thatches in his hands, learning to weave them decently, but unfortunately they looked weird.

Lao Huang was pointing to the "monster" haha daxiao in Mo Wen's hand, Mo Wen was amused by his "masterpiece", and also followed hahaha's daxiao.

I still remember that time, Mo Wen stole his grandfather's drunken dragon grass to dig out honey, but was stung by a jade bee and was full of bags, and after coming back, he was scolded by his father, and he lived in this room for more than half a month.

"Ask! Grandpa's side is ready!" Mo Tianming's figure appeared at the door.

"Hmm!" Mo Wen nodded and said, "Father will go first, I will go and get something, and then I will come." ”

"Okay, we'll wait for you!" Mo Tianming glanced at Mo Wen and turned to leave.

The big platform, a strange place on the top of Kunwu Mountain, is said to be a dragon's lair of the dragon vein of Kunwu Mountain, and there are many peculiarities. But the name is extremely cheesy and unbearable.

At the beginning, Mo Wen's grandfather was drunk, and he dragged him to watch the sky at night in the middle of the night.

The old man looked up at the sky, and the more he looked, the happier he became, and he didn't know what he was happy about.

In order to commemorate this very meaningful night, Grandpa Mo asked him to name this place, and the sleepy-eyed and hazy Mo Wen replied casually with a "big platform", and this place became a big platform.

A few months later, this became Lao Huang's sword raising place, and even Grandpa Mo Wen moved the ground to watch the sky at night.

On the big platform at the top of the mountain, Mo Wen looked at the pitch-black sword box in front of him in a daze.

At the beginning, together with Lao Huang, he raised this sword here. But when they came before, there was only one of the two left.

"Lao Huang! is this what you are worried about, but in the end you want to give me such a shitty thing? You must have been very sad at that time!"

Mo asked a slightly mocking sneer, I don't know if he was laughing at himself or laughing at Lao Huang.

"Now that you've made up your mind, I'd like to see what you're holding onto!

Mo Wen looked at it for a moment, and then he was furious, or jealous, and suddenly burst into a shout, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed the pitch-black sword box.

"Boom ......"

The pitch-black sword box that looked incomparably solid instantly turned to ashes, and the powerful sword intent inside instantly swept out.

The surrounding dead leaves instantly shattered, and countless ancient trees scattered violently......

In a huge cave on the top of Kunwu Mountain, the sky is full of divine glow, the fragrance of medicine is strong, and countless jars and jars and jade boxes with light flowing are placed all over the ground, all of which are sealed by powerful charms.

This is a secret place on Kunwu Mountain, where the thirteen-year-old foundation building will be carried out in the near future.

Many people are here, preparing the various divine spring elixirs and earth milk essence blood that will be used.

The jar on the ground shook from time to time, and a low beast roar came from the jar, terrifying, as if a powerful beast was locked up. Those jade boxes were glowing, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance flowing out of them.

Everything here will cause an uproar if it spreads to the outside world, and countless people will fight for it.

In the middle of the cave, there was a divine tree burning, and the spiritual flame that was born licked a huge square bronze tripod.

Dading is simple and unpretentious, engraved with all kinds of mysterious runes, mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, as well as all kinds of gods and birds and immortals. It's like going through eternal years, exuding a heavy atmosphere.

Mo Jiuyou and Mo Jiuqian looked cautious, and at the right time, they either picked up a jade box, took out an old medicine and threw it into the ding, or opened the seal of a jar and poured in the blood of the fierce beast.

In the bronze tripod, all kinds of elixirs rise and fall, and there are countless fierce beasts that turn out, all of which are very rare and powerful beasts, among which there are more ancient fierce beasts such as the shape of the fox, gluttony, true calf, and prison ox, all of which roar up to the sky and fly out, but they can't fly out of the big tripod, like a bird in a cage, flying east and west.

"Such a powerful sword intent!"

Suddenly, Mo Jiuqian, who was shaking his head, made a move and looked at the top of Kunwu Mountain in shock.

Mo Jiu on the side glanced at the direction of the top of the mountain, and said in a heavy tone: "That sword is very extraordinary!"

"Oh, do you know where the sword came from?" Mo Jiukun, who was looking at the earth's spiritual flames, said in a strange voice.

"I don't know, but the name of the sword reminds me of a legend. Mo Jiuyou shook his head slowly.

"Legend?" Mo Jiuqian and Mo Jiukun said in surprise at the same time.

Mo Jiuyou nodded in a deep and said, "In the primeval period, there was an extremely secret inheritance in the world, called 'Thirteen Swords of the Ape Prince', which was rumored to be created by an ancient white ape. It is difficult to produce a person in this sect for tens of thousands of years, but if there is a person, it will be a sword that shocks the wilderness and shakes the world...... God Butcher!"

Mo Jiuyou said this, his expression became extremely solemn, "god" is a taboo in the world, and these two words have a terrifying demonic nature.

"God Butcher?" Mo Jiuqian and the others were even more shocked, and their bodies trembled.

Mo Jiuyou said with a solemn face: "Yes, the rumor is like this, but this inheritance is extremely secret, and it never appears in the Great Wilderness, and the world thinks it is just a legend." But among the strongest, there are people who are convinced, and there is even a rumor: once this sect appears, there will be a fall of gods. ”

"What? This ......"

Mo Jiuqian and the others were shocked, and there was an explosion in their heads.

The gods are the most powerful beings in the world, and they are taboo in the world.

But now there are people who claim to be able to slaughter gods, how can this not be shocking?

"This ...... How is this possible?" Mo Jiuqian said in horror.

Mo Tianming said: "No one knows what the truth is. However, there was indeed a vague record of this sect in the primeval period, the name of the thirteen swords of the ape prince was thirteen, and there were thirteen swords, but the heavenly way thought that this sword technique was too domineering and should not be shown to the world, erasing the last three swords, so there are only ten swords in the world, but these ten swords ...... but slaughtered God in the world!"

"Can you really slaughter gods?"

Mo Jiuqian and the others were shocked, this is too unbelievable, there are people in the world who can slaughter gods, how is this possible?

How powerful is God? No matter how powerful the inheritance is, can it surpass God?

"That old Huang ...... Is it the descendant of the Thirteen Swords of the Ape Father?"

Mo Jiuqian's minds were chaotic, and it was difficult to associate that confused, as if he had lost his soul, with the God of Slaughter.

Mo Tianming hesitated, then shook his head heavily, and said, "I'm afraid not! But at least the roots are very deep." ”

On the big platform on the top of the mountain, Mo Wen tried his best, but it was still difficult to reach the sword within a foot, and the entire right arm was cut by the powerful sword intent with countless wounds, and the blood was dripping.

The strength of this sword's killing intent is rare in the world.

"Drink!"

Mo Wen drank coldly, and grabbed forward inch by inch.

The closer he got to the front, the stronger the sword intent became, and Mo Wen approached within three inches of the sword body with difficulty, and the flesh and blood of the five fingers of his right hand were almost completely wiped out, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

"Open!"

Mo Wen endured the powerful pain, and with a low roar, he suddenly burst out, and grabbed the hilt of the sword forward.

He wanted to see if this thing was worth Lao Huang's insistence, and even at the cost of his life.

The blood on his arm flowed down the hilt and scabbard like water, and wherever he went, the powerful sword intent instantly converged.

Mo Wen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and gradually turned into daxiao, and then looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was venting.

"Lao Huang, is this what you insist on? Is it really that magical? hahahaha...... Are you worth it?"

Blood filled the scabbard, Mo Wen stopped roaring, took out the ape, did not try to draw the sword out of the sheath, but hung it directly on his waist, turned to leave, and an oath slowly came.

"Open your eyes and see, your blood will not be shed in vain, and many people will die for it. ”

In the huge cave, the clouds are steaming in the bronze treasure tripod, the medicine liquid has become golden, all the altars and jars on the ground and the jade box have been opened, and the essence blood of the wild beast and the old medicine spirit spring have been thrown into the big tripod.

There are also five broken clay pots on the ground, as well as a notched stone bowl.

The four clay pots look ordinary but have an extraordinary origin, and legend has it that they are artifacts left by the ancestors of the primeval people, and they have the magic of divinity.

There are half jars of golden blood inside, all of which are very proven, and the powerful blood qi condenses into essence, dormant in it, and wants to wait for the opportunity to break out of the jar.

A golden, dragon-like creature in an earthen pot is swimming, a Xuanwu bloodline lurks under the golden blood in a clay pot, a vermilion bird is dancing, and a tiger roaring is heard in a zuihou.

And Zuihou is even more shocking in a stone bowl, and the weather inside is calm, just like a shijie.

The thick clouds were thick, and the lightning roared so loudly that it was impossible to see what was inside, but there was definitely a behemoth hidden deep inside.

"Roaring ......"

Suddenly, the stone bowl shook, and a huge beast roar came out, very low and terrifying.

The entire Kunwu Mountain was shaken by this sound, and kept trembling, and in the cave, it was as if there had been a big earthquake, the ground around the stone bowl was all cracked, and there were large stones rolling down on the top.

Mo Jiuyou, Mo Jiuqian, and Mo Jiukun were shocked, and hurriedly dropped the things in their hands, and surrounded the stone bowl, their faces extremely solemn.

Fortunately, above the mouth of the stone bowl, some faint runes appeared, and the roar gradually disappeared.