Immortal Immortal

After Li Mo's retreat, the first thing he did was to go to his hometown of Vacuum [Platform].

As a gathering place for temple blessings, the platform was once a retreat room for the Twelve Immortals. It is the most lively place in Vacuum's hometown.

Baby Voldemort, wearing a Taoist robe, descended on the corner of Vacuum's hometown. In a few seconds, he came to the flesh-and-blood island [Luo Zu].

Because Nascent Soul has restrained its aura, it only maintains the size of an ordinary person.

Li Mo looked up.

The scene on Luo Zushang today is like the Shituoling Mountain in Journey to the West. Skeletons are piled up in a mountain, and the bones are as dense as a forest. The believers who originally devoted themselves to praying have already fallen into madness.

Blood sacrifices abound, and human life seems to be the most worthless weed.

Some temple blessings use the most bloody and brutal methods to obtain nutrients from believers, trying to break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul stage.

Among them, the main ones are Fude Dixian and Zaojun Siming.

While the two are fighting openly and secretly, they are also trying to seize the position of Wusheng Cult Leader. It is rare for the other temples to remain neutral.

Li Mo understood that Miao Zhu had lost the control of the twelve immortals.

The Twelve Immortals would originally influence Miao Zhu's thoughts and make them unaware of their identity, so it was rare for them to catch all the benefits.

Now Miao Zhu realizes that spreading the mantra is making a wedding dress for the twelve immortals.

How could you be willing to be reduced to a temple blessing?

If they want to escape from the Twelve Immortals, they can only advance to the distraction stage. The blood sacrifice has just begun, and sooner or later they will use living people as consumables.

If no one intervenes, the Wusheng Sect's massacre of believers will continue, and only the Twelve Immortals can stop it by returning to their hometown of Vacuum.

Li Mo stood on the edge of Luo Zu, and the wailing of the believers could not be heard.

Instead of decreasing, the number of temple worshipers increased to four to five hundred. Most of the new demon cultivators came from the Jiantongue Sect.

One after another, huge figures passed through the platform, constantly transporting believers from the outside world.

The Golden Lady's body is covered with crystals, and she shines with light as she walks. Her spiritual consciousness can also use the crystals to explore her surroundings in all directions.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart.

It was as if there was a sharp sword on top of his head, the golden light all over his body became scattered, and the threat of death followed him like a shadow.

"who?"

The Golden Lady's expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and her consciousness discovered the baby Voldemort on the edge of the island.

Baby Voldemort may seem ordinary, but he exudes indifference that is different from the believers, and his eyes also reveal some scrutiny.

"you……"

The Holy Mother of Golden Light opened her mouth slightly, and released her spiritual consciousness to figure out which immortal god Baby Voldemort was a subordinate god of.

As a result, a strange title appeared in my mind.

【Tai Shang Qing Tian】

The Golden Lady’s face turned pale.

She suddenly remembered the rumors from the outside world. It seemed that Wusheng Cult did not only have twelve immortals. The long-missing Taishang Qingtian was called thirteen immortals.

Li Mo turned around and asked: "Jin Guang, who controls the Jiantongue Sect?"

The mere grin of Baby Voldemort made the Golden Lady tremble all over, and unparalleled fear arose from the bottom of her heart.

She obviously wanted to stay away from Li Mo, but she started talking to herself uncontrollably.

"Zao Lord Siming is the outer elder of the Jiantongue Sect, but he has no right to speak; Fairy Doumu is the wife of the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, and she has access to more secrets..."

The unusual behavior of the Holy Mother of Golden Light naturally attracted the attention of countless temple priests.

Because Li Mo was only two meters tall, the Golden Lady, who was just over a thousand meters tall, seemed to be talking nonsense in front of the air.

No one reacted for a while.

"Jiejiejie..."

The sharp teeth of Voldemort Infant were grinding against each other. Endless turbid blood spiritual energy poured into the Nascent Soul's mouth, and its size suddenly increased dramatically.

In half a breath, Baby Voldemort passed five hundred meters.

Thousands of heads were dancing with lanterns.

"How brave! Supreme Heaven, I have been looking for you for a hundred years!!"

The neck of the Immortal Ford stretched out from the top of Rushan Mountain, staring intently at the baby Voldemort, his eyes full of greed.

The land of Luozu was shaken.

Nearly a hundred subordinate gods responded to the blessings of the Immortal, and twenty demon cultivators had reached the Nascent Soul stage, forming a general trend and pressing towards Li Mo.

Zao Lord Siming was also ready to move, and his figure was obviously alienated and out of control.

"Tai Shang Qing Tian? Thirteen Immortals?"

"Hehehe, I heard that the Thirteen Immortals have obtained the core inheritance of Wusheng Sect, I, Zao Lord Siming, am willing to accept you as my disciple."

On the surface, Master Zao, Siming, dispatched subordinate gods to help Li Mo rescue the siege, but in fact, there was a vague trend of encirclement, and the two parties unanimously dealt with Li Mo.

They felt an unspeakable threat from Voldemort's baby.

However, since Baby Voldemort has not advanced to the distraction stage, he cannot be their opponent. After all, Temple Zhu has a numerical advantage.

Soon, the baby Voldemort was over a thousand meters away.

The bottomless mouthparts on Nascent Soul's body had begun to exert suction, and Luo Zu's sparse vegetation was uprooted.

Fu Dexian looked frightened, and looked at each other with Zao Lord Siming.

When the baby Voldemort exceeded two thousand meters, the atmosphere couldn't help but become extremely solemn, and Temple Zhu, who was already at a low level, could not control his figure.

Under the rules of the Vacuum Homeworld, Baby Voldemort's limits are far beyond that.

The body's skyrocketing speed became more and more intense, rising up to 100 meters almost in the blink of an eye, and the pressure brought by Voldemort's baby felt like reality.

"Tai Shang Qingtian, you know that Wu Sheng Sect is a sect that relies on believers as its resources. We are just following the teachings of the Twelve Immortals."

"If you come to seek some resources, there is no need to be our enemy..."

There is no trace of deep hatred between Fu Dexian and Zao Lord Siming. One of them is white-faced and the other is red-faced, trying to find a flaw in Li Mo.

As a result, the baby Voldemort just silently gathered momentum.

Immortal Fudude understood that Li Mo didn't accept this trick at all, and said in a deep voice: "Well, you Supreme Qingtian, don't think that you can be lawless in Luozu just because you have some true inheritance from the Twelve Immortals."

He opened his mouth and spat out, and the sky was covered with smoke and dust that burned bones and eroded souls, and he was hidden in it.

One by one, the strange temple blessings rushed towards the baby Voldemort.

The Holy Mother of Golden Light stood there blankly. She noticed that some of the temple blessings were moving closer to her, apparently taking this opportunity to eradicate dissidents.

"Tai Shang Qing Tian, ​​let's unite and leave our hometown in the vacuum first. There is no need..."

"Jie Jie Jie."

In response to the Virgin of Golden Light, there were bursts of strange laughter from Baby Voldemort, who jumped up nimbly and disappeared into the thick fog.

Immortal Ford's expression turned ugly, and his consciousness suddenly lost sight of the baby Voldemort.

The temples wish you as if you are facing a powerful enemy.

Immediately afterwards, stones were suspended for no reason, and there was a dark golden magnetic force crackling, forming a cage to trap the entire Luo Zu.

"Ahhhhh!"

Some temple ministers covered their abdomens and were shocked to find that their internal organs were transforming into birds and beasts, and their bodies were in a state where they could no longer control themselves.

"Amitabha, Buddha said there must be light."

In the empty hometown where there had never been sun, moon and stars, the dazzling sun suddenly rose.

The Fudidi Immortal went from ruthless to desperate, with just a cup of tea, there were four spiritual auras covering his hometown in the vacuum.

Zao Lord Siming cast his aura and thought it was Li Mo joining forces with other forces, so he couldn't help shouting hysterically.

"Sir, Supreme Qingtian, you have actually attracted outside forces to plan the Wusheng Cult. If the Twelve Immortals find out about it, they will be crushed to pieces!"

The spiritual light illuminated the mist, and four Nascent Souls over five thousand meters fell heavily.

Bang bang bang bang.

Sunlight Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, with a sword intention between his brows; Voldemort's baby had a full body and mouth, and his head was surrounded by lanterns; the Taisu beast baby was changeable, and all creatures were birds and beasts; the mysterious porcelain baby blocked the sky and the sun, and its magnetism eroded all things.

Kitchen Lord Siming was speechless because when he saw the face of the Siyuanying, it was vaguely similar to that of Taishang Qingtian.

"How is it possible? How can there be a monk in the world with the body of the Four Nascent Souls? Is he really the reincarnation of the Thirteen Immortals?!!"

Li Mo's thoughts moved slightly, and a one-sided crushing occurred in Vacuum's hometown.

All temple blessings related to the Jiantongue Sect were directly suppressed by the magnetic force, and other temple blessings that were not pleasing to the eye were all reduced to residents of the mountain of corpses.

When the temple wishes the body to die and disappear, the believers who belong to it will be liberated and disappear into ashes.

The believers who can enter Vacuum's hometown have actually become the puppets of Temple Zhu.

A few temple worshipers became survivors, but they also knew in their hearts that if Li Mo didn't kill them all, he would just leave a little spark of the Wusheng Cult.

"The Twelve Immortals are not here, so let me make the rules of the Wusheng Sect, so as not to offend the Taoist and Demonic parties. I will have no time to be on guard every day."

And Li Mo is very interested in his hometown.

Zu Xiuyun seems to have established a vacuum hometown in Tushita Ding, but it is inevitable that he will be involved with Wusheng Old Mother, and maybe he can figure it out.

No matter whether Miao Zhu keeps a low profile, Li Mo doesn't want his hometown to become the target of public criticism.

Li Mo activated all the spiritual power of Sunlight Bodhisattva.

The words of Sunlight Bodhisattva are compassionate, and the rays of light spread all over the empty homeland, which contains the ubiquitous universal sword energy, "take refuge."

Li Mo directly followed the ancient Buddhist rules and regulations for managing monks, asking temple ministers to chant sutras and chants on weekdays, and prohibiting the active killing of mortals.

Without the Twelve Immortals to share the offerings of mortals, the fewer believers there would be.

"Let's maintain it for now."

After Li Mo plans to join the Tianjian Sect, he will ask the fifth senior sister Yu Xiao, as long as the Wu Sheng Sect's mess does not fall into his own hands.

Sunlight Bodhisattva acts on Miao Zhu's brain tissue and directly reverses their thinking.

Zhongmiao Zhu knelt on the ground, and when he came to his senses, the figure of the Four Yuanyings was gone, he spontaneously picked up the devastated Luozu.

………

Li Mo learned about the current situation of Jiantongue Sect from Zao Lord Siming, and found that the latter's status in the affiliated Jianzong Sect was very suitable for him to hide.

The elder of the outer sect [Taiji Taoist], whose qualifications are neither above nor below, is stuck in the corpse infant stage and cannot move forward, and his natal flying sword was accidentally damaged.

Elder Taiji was previously responsible for managing the medicinal fields and had almost no sense of presence.

After the disaster of the Qingzhen Township Examination was over, he was sent to take charge of Qingzhen. He was a useless Nascent Soul stager who was dispensable to the Jiantongue Sect.

The most important thing is that the inheritance of Elder Taiji is not a direct lineage, and Zao Lord Siming deliberately showed that the flying sword was broken.

As a result, Elder Taiji did not have a conspicuous long tongue.

Li Mo wears old and new skins, the appearance of his body has been drastically changed by the cancer, and the phantom root simulates the aura of the Taiji Elder.

He quietly strolled around the Jiantongue Sect.

The Sword Tongue Sect looked extremely poor, and the size of the mountain sect was not even comparable to that of the Heart Beast Sect.

Li Mo majestically replaced Elder Taiji and stayed in Qingzhen having fun every day.

If nothing else goes wrong, Elder Taiji will definitely be among the people who will be killed by the Sword in the Cocoon. All he needs to do is stay in the mortal town and wait.

[The cocoon is over, the next volume will start tomorrow! ! ! 】

[I don’t want to limit the number of words in the Sword Tongue Sect, so I am directly dispatched to Qingzhen. The characters who should appear will not be affected. 】