In order to confirm the conjecture, Xu Mo sat cross-legged, slowly released his spiritual power, and found that it would disappear soon, there was indeed something in the abyss that was absorbing his spiritual power, and what he had to do now was to destroy it and prevent the spiritual power in his body from leaking out, otherwise it would be difficult to survive at the bottom of the abyss.

Xu Mo didn't dare to burn the flame with his spiritual power to avoid exhausting his spiritual power, he groped his way forward in the darkness and staggered slowly, I don't know how many distances he had walked, he vaguely saw a light appearing in front of him, and a few steps further, the faint light became extremely bright, and the glowing object was a stone carving gossip pattern standing in front of him, which was carved on the surface of the cliff, lifelike, and radiated light to the surroundings.

It was also because of its light that Xu Mo saw that there were a lot of white bones in this area of the scene, criss-crossed, and there were hundreds of them, among them, there was a corpse crawling on the gossip pattern carved on the cliff wall, and the snow-white bone claws fell on the pattern trigram position.

"There are a lot of white bones, maybe someone has been here before, but looking at their appearance, they haven't been able to get out of the abyss in the end, and they are dead. ”

Xu Mo searched on the side of each corpse, hoping to find some clues to leave the abyss through his predecessors, he felt that the spiritual power in his body had completely exhausted the gossip pattern, and now, the gossip map carved on the cliff was absorbing his vitality, if he even sucked up his anger, then Xu Mo really got to report to the Lord of Yama.

Tsai searched carefully many times, Xu Mo did not find any useful clues around them, but almost every body wore a jade plate, relying on the jade plate, it can be determined that they are all disciples of the Xiuxian sect and even famous powers, such as the corpse lying on the very edge, the jade plate next to it is written on the three words of the Maoshan faction, it is obvious that it is a disciple of the Maoshan faction, and the back of the jade plate is engraved with the word Jin Xian.

Since the memory of Chi Jingyuan was completely run-in, Xu Mo knew very well what the golden immortal meant in this world, it would be a supreme invincible existence, the current master of the Rotten Sword Mountain, Ma Ruixin, and Wang Yan, the dean of the Six Dao Academy, were just out of the Nine Seals realm and entered the quasi-immortal, and Zheng Xiangxuan, the head of the Maoshan faction, was higher than the two of them, for the scattered immortal realm, and the nameless corpse in front of him, the golden immortal realm!

Since this person is a disciple of the Maoshan faction, if he is still alive in the world, how can the Maoshan faction have a reincarnation of less than 3,000 years, and there is not a single golden immortal under the door to lament.

It's just that the cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm like him did not die quietly in the abyss and evil valley in the end, he was alive, no matter how glorious he was during his lifetime, he became loess after death.

Looking at the jade plaques of several other corpses, there are disciples of the Six Dao Academy, and some of them have long been defeated now, such as the Taixu Sect, the Jiuyang Sect and the like, after looking at it, Xu Mo came to the conclusion that the corpses and bones in the abyss were all powerful when they were alive, the lowest level was the Nine Seals Cultivation, and the highest was the nameless Golden Immortal of the Maoshan Sect.

"Alas, even they can't get out, and they turn into bones, and it seems that I will have to die in the abyss. ”

The gossip pattern carved on the cliff wall, after a long period of action, almost dried up the vitality in Xu Mo's body, his face was pale, his limbs gradually became sore, and there was a feeling of lack of oxygen, and after a while, even his breathing became rapid, like a person who was about to die.

The gossip pattern continued to absorb the vitality in his body, from spiritual power to anger, there was no moment to stop, Xu Mo, there was no way to stop it, he originally wanted to try, when he saw that the power of the Golden Immortal Realm was dying here, the last bit of hope in his heart was also annihilated.

"Alas!" sighed, Xu Mo came to the gossip pattern, looked at the bones crawling on the pattern, and said, "Before I die, see what level you are." ”

As Xu Mo spoke, his eyes and hands began to move together, searching next to the corpse, and finally found a jade plaque under the ribs, with the words Zhengyang Mountain written on it.

Zhengyang Mountain is the Rotten Sword Mountain, which was changed after Ma Ruixin became the owner of the mountain!

"It turns out that it turned out to be the predecessor of Rotten Sword Mountain, you are from Rotten Sword Mountain, and I can barely be counted, so why won't you be alone in the future. Xu Mo intentionally or unintentionally flipped to the reverse side of the jade plate, and saw the word chaos engraved on it, and was immediately stunned, chaos, meaning chaos fairyland, there are only three golden immortals in the world today, and there are chaos immortals.

Originally, he was not angry enough, so his head was dizzy, but this fright directly made Xu Mo stand unsteadily, lying on the cliff wall and gasping.

"Hey, wait!"

Before, I only saw the right hand of this corpse pressed on the Bagua pattern Qiangua position, as for the left hand, the back bone was pressed and covered, and I didn't see it clearly, but now he was lying on the cliff wall, and his eyes could just see the movements of his left hand.

The left hand of the snow-white corpse is pressed and grasped at the Bagua Tukun hexagram position.

The characters of the Chaos Great Wonderland of Rotten Sword Mountain are now turned into corpses, crawling on the gossip pattern, pressing the Qiangua position with their right hand and the Kun hexagram with their left hand, the posture of their corpses now must be the state before death, Xu Mo couldn't understand why he would maintain such a posture before he died.

Obviously, he wanted to do something about the gossip pattern, but the result was not completed, the body was full of anger, after a long time, turned into white bones, and the rest of the people fell in the open field outside, why did he lie in the gossip pattern, Xu Mo slowly pushed away his bones, and his hands learned his posture to press on the two of Qian, and was surprised to find that the eight hexagrams were not tightly buckled, but could be moved.

If it is said that the hexagram position can be moved, then the senior of the Chaos Great Immortal Realm of Rotten Sword Mountain pressed his hands on the two Qiankun two, whether it is to move the position of the two hexagrams.

The mountains and rivers are exhausted, and Xu Mo can only gamble.

Maybe this senior spied on the mystery of the gossip map, so he almost exchanged the positions of Qiankun, and at the critical time, the vitality in the body was exhausted, and he couldn't make it!

Perhaps reversing the hexagram is vitality.

Life and death in an instant, in a thought.

Xu Mo learned to press the Qiangua with his right hand and the Kun hexagram with his left hand, swapping the positions of the two hexagrams.

"Click!"

Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, interchange the Qiankun, which is equivalent to turning the world upside down, the heaven and the earth rotate, the center of the gossip pattern shakes rapidly, the black and white colors, the yin and yang fish also change their positions, Xu Mo's spiritual power and vitality stop leaking out and begin to flow back.

"Haha, the spiritual power is recovering from anger. ”

Xu Mo understood, the gossip pattern in front of him was a kind of formation, when the Qiangua was the upper Kun hexagram was the lower, the formation would absorb the spiritual power of all things, this abyss was lifeless, and the reason was not unrelated, now the Qiankun is reversed, and the absorption is turned into release!

Moreover, Xu Mo can feel that the spiritual power left in his body at this moment is not only his own, but also five kinds of ten or even more kinds of continuous and mellow spiritual power, quietly entering the body, reasoning carefully, it is not difficult to think that these spiritual powers are the spiritual power of those immortal realm powerhouses in the abyss, spiritual power and vitality are interdependent, and the same qi is connected, the difference is that the spiritual power can last forever when it leaves the body, and the anger will gradually disappear, they have gone through thousands of years, only the bones remain, and the spiritual power absorbed by the gossip pattern was released, and there is nowhere to go, so it naturally follows Xu Mo's anger to Xu Mo's body。

There are bones left at the scene, and naturally there are no bones!

There are only those immortals whose identities are confirmed by jade plates, there are twelve, including two Nine Seals, three quasi-immortals, six golden immortals, and one Chaos Great Immortal, their spiritual power, under the accumulation of thousands of years, has been reborn in Xu Mo's body, and it is destined that Xu Mo will also be reborn under the tempering of this power, he dare not imagine how powerful it will be.

At the bottom of the abyss, dozens of masters who entered the Immortal Realm were buried, and today Xu Mo was spared, thanks to the old-timer of the Chaos Great Immortal Realm of Rotten Sword Mountain thousands of years ago, it was his posture when he was about to die, so that Xu Mowu was alive after a thousand years.

After all the spiritual power in the gossip pattern was released, Xu Mo felt that his body had become very light and floating, as if he could go straight to the sky with a slight jump, his muscles and veins were smooth and clear, and at the same time as the spiritual power of the qi machine in his eyes was churning, two naturally condensed Dao seals appeared in the sky, which were brighter than the other two.

Although the addition of two Dao seals is a bit sudden, it is also normal, the Dao Seal is a powerful thing that stores spiritual power, so much spiritual power enters his body and has nowhere to go, and the Dao Seal is self-contained.

"The gossip pattern has been destroyed, I have to hurry up and save Mr. Lu!"

At this time, the East Cliff of Yuxu Peak, the disciples of the three factions who had been scattered to various places to be responsible for finding Lu Jun all gathered, ready to meet the upcoming Demon Realm Brigade of soldiers and horses.

In the sky, the dark clouds are surging like huge waves, on the cusp of the storm, the red-haired Demon Venerable Yun'e stands in front, followed by three demon generals, followed by the 30,000 demon soldiers who are pressed by the black, and the layout of the troops is exactly the same as that day in the valley, and next to the Demon Venerable Yun'e, there is a personable son, he is dressed in white, his aura is magnificent, he is holding a white fan, and he scolds the eight poles, and it is Yun Li who took the entrance exam in Rotten Sword Mountain that day.

Under the dark clouds of black oppression, the disciples of the three factions were righteous and awe-inspiring, with thousands of colors and thousands of rays of light, which was in stark contrast to the demon world.

Wang Yan, Ma Ruixin, and Zheng Xiangxuan, with six golden lotuses on their heads, stood in front of the disciples of the three sects, ready to make a move at any time.

Yun Li stood in the clouds, looked down at the people below, but said to the Demon Venerable, "Father, this time I went to Rotten Sword Mountain, but I couldn't find Lu Jun, and I ask for forgiveness." ”

Demon Venerable Yun'er's whole body was shrouded in black light, and he couldn't see any change in his expression, and his voice was quite cold, "It's okay, but at this moment, that divine hand Lu Jun must be among them, I will attack head-on, you sneak in secretly, catch him, we want to enter the Mausoleum of the Great Emperor Guangcheng, we must have him to lead the way." ”

"Yes!"

Below, Wang Yan knew that a battle was inevitable, but he still bowed his fist and said politely, "Demon Venerable, I don't know what you have to do when you come to Kunlun Mountain." ”

"You ask knowingly. ”

Demon Venerable Yun'er didn't want to talk nonsense, his arm was raised slightly, and three mountain-like painting halberds fell from the sky, and the black light swirled, as if it was about to cut through the entire void.

Below, Wang Yan, Ma Ruixin, and Zheng Xiangxuan each had a golden lotus on their heads, and the thousands of disciples behind them, some of them couldn't stand and fell, and their cultivation was lower, and even blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.