Zhao Qiluo didn't seem to know Li Qingyun at all, and the talismans on the long sword in her hand continued to surge and combine, forming thousands of strange mechanism creations, flying up and down around her.

Some of these creatures are shaped like vast beasts, roaring in the sky, devouring the sun and the moon. Some are like mountain lofts, majestic and solemn, and Zhao Qiluo is sacred and extraordinary.

Under the swing of Zhao Qiluo's sword, the mechanism created by the talisman swarmed up and lifted Li Qingyun from the ground and set it up in the air.

"Eldest sister, what's wrong with you? I'm your little brother Lin Feng. You are the king of the mountain, I am the second king of the mountain, don't you recognize me?" At this time, Li Qingyun, whose spiritual power had been exhausted, had long since lost the strength to resist, helpless and helpless.

Zhao Qiluo didn't immediately urge the mechanism to create and kill Li Qingyun before, but he sensed an aura that he was extremely familiar with, and when he heard Li Qingyun's reply at this moment, he was also puzzled in his heart.

"I am the giant of the Mo family, the heavenly craftsman Zhao Qiluo. How can I be with you and fall into the grass in this barren mountain?" The long sword in Zhao Qiluo's hand approached Li Qingyun's neck, and the cold air of the sword blade rushed towards his face.

Zhao Qiluo's wide-sleeved fairy skirt was swirled with psychedelic smoke, his eyes were cold, and the monstrous hatred in his eyes made people shudder.

Li Qingyun frowned, the prohibition that had been set on this sword before had no reaction, and it was useless. No matter how much he pushed, it didn't help.

"Eldest sister, I don't know what the Mo family giant is, I only know that you are my mountain king.

Previously, there was a surprise attack by the moth demon that caused you to fall unconscious, and I fought with my life to save my life.

You might as well urge your divine consciousness to perceive the demonic energy that has not yet dissipated around you and see if what I said is false. ”

Zhao Qiluo closed his eyes and sensed the faint demonic aura in the air, and the faint demonic aura left in the air from the fierce battle between Liu Qiao and Li Qingyun before proved that what Li Qingyun said was true. Removed the long sword in his hand from Li Qingyun's neck.

"I'm not your mountain king, you can go. After that, he stopped looking at Li Qingyun, looked up at the mechanism creation in mid-air, tears came out of his eyes, and he bowed his head and knelt on the ground.

"The disciple is incompetent, ashamed of the name of the giant, and disgraces the ancestors. ”

The mechanism creations formed by the surrounding runes emitted bursts of fluctuations, and a figure appeared from the mechanism creation. The phantom of a short old man slowly floated in front of Zhao Qiluo: "Qiluo, don't blame yourself, it's the old man, I'm useless, and I've caused you to suffer so much." ”

Zhao Qiluo curled up, holding his head and not daring to look at the old man, he just kept sobbing, and the momentum of the previous bully was swept away, as if he had become a weak woman who everyone could bully.

Li Qingyun, who was re-placed on the ground by Zhao Qiluo, silently squirmed into the distance at this time, unswervingly wanting to leave this place.

Although he didn't know what the Mo family giants were, Zhao Qiluo's incomparable cultivation just now, and the even more terrifying momentum on the old man manifested by the mechanism creation reminded him that he couldn't listen to it and watch it.

This kind of ancient secret, once contaminated with cause and effect, is difficult to get rid of maggots on the tarsal bones. Li Qingyun didn't want to be inexplicably involved in the confrontation between some powerful cultivators.

"Little friend, slow down. Just as half of Li Qingyun's body climbed into the forest, the voice of the short old man came clearly from behind: "Are you willing to enter my ink gate?"

"The younger generation is shallow in learning, and the qualifications are mediocre, and it may be difficult to enter the eyes of the seniors. Li Qingyun, who was found out, politely refused, and did not want to be involved in this kind of big cause and effect.

The short old man smiled slightly, the illusory figure was a little empty, and a green lotus appeared from behind Li Qingyun: "If the person who has the Chaos Spirit Root is also mediocre in qualifications, then all immortal cultivators in this world can be killed headlong." Little friend, did you say yes?"

Li Qingyun could hide the Chaos Spirit Root exposed under the old man's false fingers, and he could only smile awkwardly: "Hehe, where, where." ”

After Zhao Qiluo, who was sobbing on the side, heard the words Chaos Spirit Root, his eyes burst out with flickering golden light again, and he came to Li Qingyun's side in a breath and handed him the long sword in his hand.

Li Qingyun, who was unwavering in his heart, stretched out his hands involuntarily, and the phantom of the old man in mid-air smiled at the corners of his mouth, watching silently.

The sword fell, and the heart was cold.

The short old man took advantage of the exhaustion of his spiritual power and was unable to resist, and forcibly manipulated his hands to take the long sword handed over by Zhao Qiluo, and also took over the cause and effect of this Mo family giant.

Zhao Qiluo also fainted again the moment Li Qingyun took the sword, as if he had let go of his heavy burden, and fell asleep quietly and peacefully with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyou, take over the giant sword!

From now on, you are the contemporary giant of my Mo family!

Back then, in order to protect the remnant soul of my useless old man, Qiluo's three souls were damaged, and he was often in a state of confusion, and I hope you will take care of one or two in the future. With that, the figure was scattered, and all the countless mechanism creations in the sky returned to the giant sword.

The giant sword has also returned to its bladeless state again, and it looks like an ordinary unbladed sword, which is as ordinary as a sword.

Li Qingyun's consciousness sank into the spiritual sea, and found that after he had a connection with the giant sword, a phantom of the giant sword also appeared in the spiritual lake, and this phantom was also far away from the Qinglian sword qi in his Dao Lotus, and it seemed that no one was convinced.

The Mo family is also the Mo Sect, and the disciples of the sect are good at refining weapons and refining the body, and they are the most powerful existence among the ancient immortal cultivators. And the Mo family giant is the leader of the Mo family and is admired by thousands of people.

However, later several generations of giants of the Mo family were bold and reckless, trying in vain to create the way of heaven, but they were finally counterattacked by the way of heaven and dissipated in the long river of history.

Nowadays, most of the refining tools in the Immortal Cultivation Realm are inherited from the Mo family's organ techniques, and the Mo family's body refining techniques are completely lost, and no one can get them.

The various ancient secrets of the Mo family from the giant sword made Li Qingyun feel sad and melancholy.

This cause and effect provoked a lot of trouble, and it directly involved the current Dao, although the generations of Mo family giants are all amazingly talented, they all like to die and go against the sky.

The Mo family's concept of going against the sky and Li Qingyun's low-key immortal cultivation criteria are completely contrary, and he has made up his mind to think of a way to get rid of this Mo family's giant identity and continue to be his low-key immortal cultivator.

Li Qingyun tried to put Zhao Qiluo's hands in a posture of receiving the sword, and put the giant sword back into Zhao Qiluo's hands, but the phantom of the giant sword above the spiritual sea still existed and did not dissipate.

"Sure enough, it's not so simple!" Li Qingyun, who sighed, looked at Zhao Qiluo's quiet sleeping posture, and felt a burst of regret in his heart, why couldn't he control his hands so much.

Zhao Qiluo smiled at the corner of his mouth at the moment, sleeping peacefully and quietly, where was half of the anomaly eroded by the moth's demonic energy. Zhao Qiluo, who has the body of the giant sword, does not need to risk his life at all.

Everything is completely the former predecessor of the Mo family in the giant sword, the short old man deliberately, forcing himself to show the chaotic spirit root against the enemy in a hurry, and finally got involved in the confrontation between the Mo family giant and the Heavenly Dao.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Qiluo woke up leisurely, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint smell of meat, and followed the aroma all the way.

Li Qingyun squatted at the entrance of the cave, skewering two roast chickens and tumbling, golden grease dripping on the firewood, bursting out of sparks.

Li Qingyun took out another bottle and jar from his waist and evenly smeared it on the roast chicken, and the rich aroma of meat came to his face, making people salivate.

stepped forward, but Zhao Qiluo was so angry that he was smoking, and the string of two roast chickens was nothing else, it was the symbol of the Mo family's giant, the giant sword.