Immortal Immortal

As soon as Li Mo touched the meat pillar, some memories came out of the Book of Creation.

【Flesh Stone】

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, because in the ancient world of immortality, the flesh stone was so rare that even during the distraction period, it was difficult to access it. It was a good spiritual material for nurturing natal magic weapons.

The flesh stone was refined by Miao Miaoqing. It was originally stored in the earthen altar under the bed of Tianjingju, but was refined into this thing by the White Bone Cult.

Even if Li Mo has his own magic weapon, the flesh stone still has wonderful uses. It is said that after advancing to the distraction stage, the Yuanying needs to incorporate special spiritual materials in order to transform into the outer body.

The flesh stone can carry the Nascent Soul.

Li Mo's eyes glanced at the Bone Demon Cultivator, and there was already a faint chill in his bones.

"What a White Bone Cult, since when did you start focusing on the Tianjian Sect's business?"

Li Mo touched the meat pillar with his right hand. Under the horrified gazes of others, the cancer cells began to carry the hundreds of meters of Optimus meat pillar.

It feels like the flesh and blood all over the body is devouring the flesh column.

Li Mo sighed.

The meat pillar is considered a waste. Its only value is the massive amount of spiritual power of the sun contained in it. If burned in a furnace, it should be able to form a large vein of spiritual stone.

"The secret realm does not belong to the Five Treasure Swords, so why can't those who are capable fight for it?"

"Old Qingshan, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to call yourself a Buddhist?"

Taoist Guhuang appeared outside the shrine, his expression no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were filled with deep fear for Li Mo.

He glanced at the giant Buddhaling root, whose brain tissue was nearly complete.

"Old man Qingshan, who are you? The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce cannot afford to support a giant Buddha like you. Could it be that you are a remnant of the Shingon Sect?"

"you guess?"

Taoist Gu Huang was deeply troubled, mainly because Li Mo was so comfortable in the secret realm.

After the Buddha's power reaches the elixir-formation stage, the secret realm will no longer suppress the monks, and even the spiritual energy of the sun that fills everywhere can help.

Taoist Guhuang secretly denied the idea of ​​the remnants of the Shingon Sect.

Before Old Man Qingshan entered the secret realm, he obviously did not have the power of the Buddha. It was most likely that he obtained the skill by attacking the elder Wu Zangjian.

Are there really people with such qualifications in the world?

In just a few years, the Shingon sect's Kung Fu, which focuses on Niwan Palace, was promoted to the Dan Dan stage.

etc.

Taoist Guhuang looked at Li Mo. The latter's skull was not damaged, and the spiritual power he exuded seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

"Old Qingshan, he has never perfected the Praise of the Seven Treasures Sutra, right?"

What a monster.

The Bone Desolate Taoist sent instructions to his fellow disciples, and the White Bone Demon Cultivators gathered together.

The White Bone Sect was in tit-for-tat confrontation with Li Mo. The surviving Nascent Soul monks were dumbfounded, and those who had offended Li Mo were even more regretful.

Among them, the most fearful one is the old man Heguo.

After all, when he was in Wumiao Town, he showed the strongest hostility towards the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, and even affected the normal sales of corpse wine several times.

If the Sihai Chamber of Commerce hadn't left the city, Old Man Heguo would have arranged for his disciples to attack and kill him.

"Fortunately, I'm smart."

Old Man Heguo did not choose to huddle together for warmth, but buried himself alone in the corner of the town.

"Die, Qingshan, die, and die together with the Bone Sect..."

Old Heguo looked resentful, but suddenly he noticed that Li Mo tilted his head and looked at his position, seeming to have discovered something.

"Impossible, how could he know where I am hiding."

"Got you."

Li Mo stepped out with his right foot, spider web-like cracks formed on the ground, gravel flew, and the 70-meter-long body disappeared instantly.

"Old man Qingshan, you really don't take the Bone Sect seriously."

Taoist Guhuang's consciousness could barely keep up with Li Mo, who was rising.

After he left the world in the bottle, he deeply felt the terrifying pressure from Li Mo.

Li Mo's physical strength alone is comparable to Qi Ying's stage, or even the baby delivery stage.

The halo behind Li Mo's head was brilliant, and in the blink of an eye he caught up with the old man Heguo who was trying to escape, and the head of the fruit landed firmly on his palm.

He did not use the spiritual power of the sun to suppress the old man Heguo, but the spiritual power of the mist enveloped his head.

Old Man Heguo struggled hard to break free, but after discarding his body, he could only exert a strength that was only one or two in his prime.

"Senior Qingshan, I didn't mean to offend the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. I really couldn't help myself. They pushed me to be against you."

"It's them!"

Old Man Heguo begged, pointing his tongue at the Nascent Soul cultivators who were forming an array.

Li Mo shook his head slightly. Dealing with the old man Heguo was not a deliberate revenge. He was simply greedy for the inheritance of Guo Danshan's magic.

Old Man Heguo was swallowed up by the crack in his palm.

He couldn't help but feel dizzy. When he regained consciousness, he found that he was in a strange and bizarre small world of mountains.

Countless villains transformed from spiritual materials surrounded Old Man Heguo.

"Small world, magic weapon?"

Old Man Heguo bit off his tongue, and the aroma of the medicine overflowed. The grass and tree monks scrambled for his tongue uncontrollably, unable to care about his head rolling further and further away.

"Qingshan, you will regret it, give me the magic weapon, hehe."

Old Man Heguo gasped greedily, and his head began to take root. The roots drilled into the mountains, bit by bit, snatching control of the magic weapon.

As long as Li Mo is exhausted in the outside world, he will have the opportunity to turn his back on the guests.

"Ahhhhh."

Just when the old man Heguo was about to be buried deep in the soil, a vegetation monk flew over with a green bead magic weapon, opened his mouth and spit out a clear light.

The other grass and tree monks stared at Zhang Guo in reverence.

Old Man Heguo was beaten away by Qing Guang and was unable to fight back in the small world of Corpse Mountain. Then he was crushed by Zhang Guo unilaterally.

He accidentally saw the lifeless statue on the top of the mountain and stopped resisting at all.

"I see……"

"Calling itself Qingshan, the Sihai Chamber of Commerce originated from the Ziqi sect. There is Taoist Qingtian Taoist, and the Thirteen Immortals of the Wusheng Sect are named Taishang Qingtian."

"They are all the same person, they are all the same person, hahahahaha!!!"

Old Man Heguo laughed so hard that tears flowed down his face, and he cried bitterly regardless of his image: "I'm convinced, as long as I don't kill villains, I'm willing to be a cow or a horse."

Li Mo ignored the episode about the small world of Corpse Mountain.

In fact, he was aware of Old Man Heguo's methods, but the mountain of corpses contained a large number of cancer cells, and the connection with himself was unbreakable.

"Old man Qingshan, you and the Bone Sect are not mortal enemies, are you? There is no need to fight to the death, I can share half of your profits."

The Bone Desolate Taoist tried to ease the relationship, but the White Bone Demon Cultivator did not calm down.

He also understood that the needs of the two parties were completely different. Old Man Qingshan obviously came for the Bone Sect, and he was so murderous.

"Where did you get the courage to fight against the Bone Cult on your own?"

Li Mo was too lazy to reply. He looked at the Niwan Palace with his spiritual consciousness. The flawless golden elixir shaped like a gold nugget was suspended in the center. His spiritual power should be sufficient.

When the Bone Sect used the name of the Thirteen Immortals to take the blame, it was already determined to die.

To be fair, if Li Mo hadn't used the meat pillar to disrupt the situation, the Bone Sect would have probably been hiding in the dark from beginning to end until the sword was completed.

When Tianjianmen comes to the secret realm of truth, the blame will most likely be placed on Li Mo.

However, Li Mo felt a little guilty. Even if the White Bone Sect had to concentrate on refining the sword and was suppressed by the secret realm, the number of people was there.

His only advantage is that he can retreat to his hometown at any time.

Li Mo used all his strength to charge straight at the Bone Desolate Taoist. The latter did not panic when he saw this, and his bones proliferated crazily, turning into a jungle of white bones.

At the same time, the other white-bone demon cultivators continued to grow bones.

The bones were like giant snakes, sweeping across Li Mo indiscriminately. It was obvious that the White Bone Sect had not held the secret realm in vain for hundreds of years.

Li Mo faced the dense jungle of bones, his expression remained calm.

He placed his feet on the skeletal vines and used the force to move around in the air.

Soon, the fight between the two parties became dizzying. The White Bone Sect's background should not be underestimated, suppressing Li Mo and making it difficult to advance.

"Qingshan, the physical body is nothing compared to magic."

As soon as the Bone Desolate Taoist finished speaking, the white bone vines formed a giant arm and knocked Li Mo away.

The secret realm is already a sea of ​​bones.

But Li Mo could also see that the White Bone Sect was not without cost.

The surface of the white bones in the sky is stained with traces of Buddha's power. If exposed to the aura of the sun for a long time, the demon cultivator will definitely damage the foundation.

Li Mo punched out with his right fist, and bone fragments fell like raindrops.

Unfortunately, the white bone vines continued to roll towards him from all directions, and the giant Buddha root in the center of the town let out sword sounds.

As time went by, the White Bone Demon Cultivator's cooperation became more and more tacit.

Li Mo let out a foul breath.

Taking advantage of the Bone Sect's unpreparedness, obtaining the meat pillar was an unexpected surprise.

It is indeed a bit reluctant to fight head-on, especially since Pu Dao Yuanying cannot be used. If the Yuanying is damaged, the gain will not be worth the loss.

"No, even if I have to run away, I can't make things easier for the Bone Sect."

"die."

The skull emerged from the jungle of bones and bit Li Mo.

Li Mo refused to dodge, but still closed the teeth of the skull, and the extremely rich Yin spiritual power rushed towards his face, carrying a fishy stench.

The ghost tiger broke away from the tattoo and transformed into a beast, and crawled back into his right arm.

Li Mo disappeared into the darkness, and the tattoo on his shoulder began to spread all over his body. It was a three-legged golden toad looking up to the sky and roaring.

Scales are stacked layer upon layer.

The metal inexplicably matched the spiritual power of the sun, and the halo behind his head increased a hundred times.

"donor."

Li Mo transformed into a half-human, half-toad beast, but his appearance was even more ferocious, his limbs turned into thick claws, and more than a dozen arms sprouted from his ribs.

The newly grown arms have a weird structure, regardless of left or right, like the third leg of a golden toad.

The Dharma Eye of the Cave God hidden between the eyebrows turned into a gold and copper coin, embedded in the flesh and blood, and a metal sandstorm rolled from it.

"Is this your bottom line?"

Taoist Guhuang noticed that Li Mo had replaced one of his natal spiritual beasts, but the former was somewhat stronger than the latter.

Ghost Tiger has incomplete spiritual roots and is indeed stronger than Golden Toad.

But.

Golden Toad has a unique ability.

【Free size】

drink!

Li Mo's body expanded rapidly, and the bone wilderness Taoist had an incredible expression on his face as he watched the wild beast tear open the skull.

A golden-scaled Buddha stands bent over.

Li Mo's head has reached the top of the Secret Realm of Mantra, and in his grinning mouth, the sharp teeth are shining with golden light.

"Jie Jie Jie."

Dozens of arms beat the jungle of bones like a violent storm.

The golden toad represents the pure physical body, but the spiritual power consumed by being able to grow freely is too amazing. Li Mo still has to maintain the cancer, which is a bit overwhelming.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators were speechless.

Their impression of beast cultivators has been completely overturned. They cannot be described as "genius", they are inhuman, completely inhuman.

"really not bad."

The sound was slightly abrupt.

They looked subconsciously and saw a strange person beside them.