It's finally quiet, the old man guarding the tomb doesn't faint by himself, and Duan Mo will also help him.

Continue digging graves.

Removing half of the corner of the coffin lid, a strong death force gushed out, and they were sucked into Duan Mo's body one after another.

With many unlucky experiences, Duan Mo found a problem, the new grave cannot be dug, the corpse that has just been buried not long ago, the smell is stinking, and the power of death has not yet been formed, only the older the grave, the more and more refined the power of death in it, after discovering this problem, he only chose the grave with age for the surname, and did not dare to come nonsense.

A few minutes passed, Duan Mo had the experience of digging graves, mastered the skills of digging graves, and the speed became faster and faster, and he soon dug more than a hundred graves.

Under this repetition, half an hour passed, more than 600 graves were dug up, and the strong power of death evaporated out of the graves, making this cemetery even more gloomy. Duan Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, and with the activation of the Sanqing Diagram, the power of death gathered into a whirlpool, pouring into his body one after another, Duan Mo was like a hole without a low hole, absorbing as much death power as he could.

The power of death in the dantian is growing rapidly, forming a source of death power, and the demon soul hovering over the dantian is frantically absorbing the power of death, transforming into magic power, condensing the demon soul, so that the demon soul that is still a hazy phantom of the Dao has a qualitative sublimation, becomes substantial and real, and the demonic energy is monstrous.

The old man who guards the tomb woke up three times and saw hundreds of graves being cut open, and he fainted again and again.

Duan Mo's wide dantian has to absorb seven times the power in the same realm, and the death power of more than six hundred tombs is not enough for him to reach the ordinary level, and now he has only ascended to the early stage of the sixth layer of condensation, and if he wants to hit the peak, he still needs a large amount of death power.

Moreover, the power of death here is not pure enough, compared to the power of death in the cave under the ancient coffin of Guillotine Peak, there is no comparable surname. You must know that the cemetery of the Shangqing faction, but the ancestral grave of the three sects was once the place of the three sects, branched into three factions, all of which have a history of four hundred years and are thousand-year-old sects, which made Duan Mo guess that the power of death in the cave may have existed for 10,000 years.

Since the death power of more than six hundred tombs was not enough for the general level, Duan Mo continued to plan.

The Shangqing faction is powerful, and the grave dug by Duan Mo has not easily caught a good thing, it is all broken copper and iron, and some cultivation techniques are also the lowest, so they are not needed.

Time passed extremely fast, and another hour passed, Duan Mo dug more than a thousand graves and almost finished digging the graves that could be dug, with a soft sound, it suddenly exploded in the dantian, Duan Mo, who was cultivating, was ecstatic in his heart, and finally reached the middle level of the sixth layer of condensation.

Standing still, he continued to consolidate his current realm, but with a smile in his eyes.

In one of these very ancient tombs, Duan Mo had just accidentally obtained an exercise called "Palm Immortal Thunder".

After a quick look, the palm immortal thunder has a ninefold realm.

This is a very lethal exercise, condense the power in the palm of the hand, form a fairy thunder bead, fight with people, shoot out, it will burst out several times the lethality, cultivate to the fivefold realm, can blow up the master of foundation building, to the sixfold realm, can blow up a mountain, ** heavy realm, has the power to destroy the world.

The power of the "palm immortal thunder" is shocking, it has been out of the category of martial arts, this may be a legendary spell, has transcended Duan Mo's cognition, the owner of the tomb, must have been an immortal back then, once the three major factions were not divided into three factions, it is said that there were immortals, the owner of this tomb is an immortal, it is difficult to say.

But the tomb dug up by Duan Mo was a desolate tomb, with no tombstones, overgrown with weeds, and a small dirt bag, which was such an inconspicuous grave that dug up the "palm fairy thunder".

At this moment, Duan Mo was sitting on the lid of the coffin, and his whole body was shrouded in the power of darkness of death, which made people look at it, and the figure was strange and evil.

The old man guarding the tomb woke up at some point, swept the cemetery at a glance, the ground was full of messes, thousands of graves were dug open, revealing the coffins inside, only dozens of new graves were not planed, and there were a few older tombs that were not moved, and those ancient tombs were the generations of ancestors who founded the three sects.

Seeing this, the old man guarding the tomb twitched his cheeks, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted, if he hadn't been fixed by the immobilization spirit talisman, the old man guarding the tomb would probably have fought hard to stop Duan Mo from digging the tomb.

"What a weird exercise!"

Duan Mo was surrounded by the power of death, making the old man guarding the tomb look at him majestically, his eyes, which were originally cloudy, flashed with a fine light, revealing a complicated expression, and then his eyes returned to their original state, and he glanced in the direction of the Shangqing faction at will. "Who digs up my ancestral graves? An extraordinarily loud shout, the sound shook all over the wilderness, rolling, and a figure swept from the palace of the Shangqing faction.

This angry shout alarmed the masters of the Shangqing faction, and several figures were as fast as lightning.

"My son's grave has been dug up!" spat out a mouthful of blood, and an old woman looked sad and angry, and fell to the ground, fainting in anger.

"Who dug up my grandfather's grave who killed a thousand knives?"

"Damn, my wife's grave, why was it stolen, I didn't treat her well before I died, can't I be happier after death?"

One after another, roaring and grief, came from the mountain range of the Shangqing faction, and five or six figures rushed down the mountain like wind and lightning, and approached the canyon in a blink of an eye.

"It was discovered. ”

Duan Mo's heart froze, and when he saw several figures outside the cemetery passing by, he didn't care about absorbing the power of death, took out Zhang Lingfu, and his figure immediately disappeared in place, appeared three miles away, and burrowed into the bottom of the Liuchuan River next to him.

There is only one Far Escape Spirit Rune, which can help him escape three miles away, and now that the Far Escape Spirit Rune has run out, he can only escape the pursuit of the Shangqing faction on his own.

After hiding at the bottom of the river, swim quickly downstream with the current.

The cemetery of the Shangqing faction was planed, and this news exploded like a pot, and the strong killing intent and anger swept through a radius of dozens of miles, and forty or fifty figures, angry, quickly rushed to the cemetery.

On a willow tree, an elder of the Shangqing faction had sharp eyes and saw a line of words: "Maoshan faction Duan Mo, digging the tomb for half a day!"

"Duan Mo!"

"It's Duan Mo who escaped from the Maoshan faction with the blood escape technique, that little miscellaneous hair dug up the ancestral grave of my Shangqing faction, I want to kill, I want to kill him!"

The indignant disciples of the Shangqing Sect rushed out of the canyon one after another, and they pursued Duan Mo with all their might

Several teams of Shangqing faction disciples, each team formed 20 people, and carried out a search of three feet into the ground, including mountains, rivers, and stone caves, and wherever people could be hidden, people were searching and arresting.

Five or six elder-level Qi Condensation Seven or Eight Layer Masters rushed to the foot of the mountain at the fastest speed, laying a net of heaven and earth, blocking all the ways that Duan Mo could escape.

Song Yan, the head of the Shangqing faction, had just come back from destroying the Maoshan faction, and when he heard that his family's ancestral tomb had been killed, he gritted his teeth in anger, and with supreme anger, he personally chased and killed Duan Mo.

Angry, angry, extremely angry!!

For the first time in the history of the Shangqing faction, everyone's hearts were full of anger and murderous intent, wanting to kill the same person.

They poured out of the nest, and they were all chasing and killing Duan Mo!

And Duan Mo was hiding at the bottom of the Liuchuan River at the moment, and was escaping at a very fast speed, behind Duan Mo, more than a dozen people in the upper reaches of the Liuchuan River a mile away had gone into the water and were searching.

"Duan Mo Xiaomao, I want you to break your body to pieces, and you will never be able to live forever!"

Song Yan, the head of the Shangqing faction with angry eyes, had a blue face, which made him extremely angry, spilled blood, swept quickly from the upstream, and suddenly stopped his figure, as if he could see through the bottom of the river hundreds of meters deep, and his eyes were cold and glanced at the bottom of the river.

Duan Mo's heart suddenly froze, and he felt like he was being targeted by a fierce beast, and he immediately sank into the mud, not daring to move.

"Boom. ”

Songyan's eyes were gloomy, and he slammed down with a few palms on the surface of the river, and the clear river water pulled up a wave and splashed five zhang high before spilling on the surface of the river.

"Boss, ten miles away in the mountain range, I found that several suspicious people were caught. An elder hurried over.

"Let's go!"

Song Yan glanced at the river again, there was some doubt in his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze before following the elder away.

Twenty miles away on the bank of the river, Duan Mo emerged from the river, his face was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Cool. ”

Duan Mo laughed, the grief and anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally had an outlet, this was just the beginning, he wanted to slowly torture the Shangqing faction, to make Songyan's life worse than death, and the death of his master and brother, he wanted to let the Shangqing faction repay it ten times and a hundred times.

Find a cave and heal immediately.

He was hit by Songyan's palm, broke three ribs in his chest, and was seriously injured, but fortunately he hid at the bottom of the river hundreds of meters deep, and the palm power was unloaded by the river, only affecting a little, and this little life was almost not saved.

This time, the ancestral grave of the Qing faction was dug up, and it was so dangerous that it almost couldn't escape.

Songyan is a fourth-layer powerhouse of the foundation, a master of this level, one of the few in the entire Yanzhou, is the existence of the dominant side, they consciously search for supernatural powers, Duan Mochi hid in the mud for a second, and if he was discovered, he would die a miserable death.

Two hours passed, and the injuries in his body healed.

Duan Mo opened his eyes, there was a special surprise, the cultivation of the Nine Tribulations Blood Sutra was really amazing, it would have taken a day of healing to heal, but it recovered in a short period of two hours, it seemed that it was the reason why the Demon Soul was quickly cultivating to the Trick Realm, which made the healing ability much faster.

Taking out the spell of "Palm Immortal Thunder", Duan Mo felt that compared to the "Nine Tribulations Blood Sutra", the Palm Immortal Thunder was much easier to comprehend.

A day passed, Duan Mo had a basic understanding of the palm immortal thunder, knew how to cultivate, and comprehended the first and second realms of the palm immortal thunder.

The first layer condenses the immortal thunder, and the second layer of the immortal thunder protects the body.

Duan Mo walked out of the cave and came to the deep mountains, practicing the palm immortal thunder back and forth.

Running the "Palm Immortal Thunder" spell, there are suddenly nine thundering powers in the body, which converge in the palms along the meridian route, and the nine thundering powers converge together, and the thunder and lightning are swirling, forming a thunder and lightning vortex, and the thunder and lightning vortex is from virtual to real, and the next step is to condense into a palm fairy thunder.

"Click"

This last critical step, the condensation of the palm immortal thunder failed, allowing the nine thunder and lightning forces to disperse.