Immortal Immortal

"The head fell to the ground and rolled three times..."

The upper and lower jaws of each head opened and closed, and their voices were extremely hoarse.

Li Mo looked around, except for Chang Qing who was unconscious, the other sword cultivators were more or less expected and took the head in unison.

"The Great Sun Sword Tomb was hit by a disaster. How could it be possible to survive alone?"

Li Mo picked up a head and noticed that information was pouring into his mind, all about the purpose of their trip to the Fire Spirit Palace.

【Banned Sword Demon】

The head will prompt the location where the sword ghost appears, and the sword cultivator must rush there as soon as possible.

"Hey hey hey..."

The head let out a strange laugh, as if it sensed that the sword cultivator was afraid, and pointed his throat: "If you are pulled into the depths of the [Bronze Mirror], you will die without a burial place!"

In Li Mo's impression, Bronze Mirror is the folk name for bronze mirrors. Could it be that the source of the taboo in Huoling Temple has anything to do with mirrors?

"Senior Sansheng, what is a bronze mirror?"

"Death has no burial place, death has no burial place!!!"

The head screamed so hard that its upper and lower jaws almost dislocated. All the sword cultivators had different expressions on their faces, and then they all used secret means to restrain the head.

"Huoyan, Dongming, Wuli Street [Ji Liangyou Shop] in the west of the city."

"Changning, Taishanyan, Hexing Road [Wanli Escort Agency] in the south of the city."

"Taiji, Yezhuo, in Wushan in the south of the city [by the Beili River]."

………

Sansheng made sword cultivators form groups in twos, and the divisions were not without rules. After all, the most important thing was to ban the sword ghosts, not to fight among themselves.

However, Li Mo noticed that the specific locations mentioned by Sansheng were actually shops in the mortal world, not Taoist temples used to ban sword ghosts.

"Walk."

Li Mo took back the golden toad with a solemn expression and threw the head to Taoist Ye Zhuo.

"It's so fucking tricky."

"If all the 300,000 sword demons in the Fire Spirit Palace are running outside, how can we complete the ban with just one or two hundred of us?"

Taoist Yezhuo sighed, and tied Taoist Baishuo with one end of the Blood Hidden Soul and two human heads on the other end, following Li Mo closely.

A sword cultivator moved towards where Li Mo was, but was not close yet.

"Go away."

Clang.

The Sun Sword Qi directly cut off one of his arms, and bits of cancer cells quietly stained the surface of the robe and seeped into the magic weapon.

"What a temper."

The sword cultivator took back his arm, and Li Mo and the two had disappeared into the city.

Two hundred sword cultivators were nothing to the huge Fire Spirit Palace, and Li Mo couldn't figure out the plan of the Great Sun Sword Tomb, so he only took one step at a time.

As soon as he came to the dark place, Taoist Ye Zhuo couldn't help but want to wear a trick.

"etc."

"You can't even see a mouse in the Fire Spirit Palace. Where did the sword ghost come from?"

Li Mo repeatedly confirmed that there was no one behind him. He glanced at the buildings on the street and found that they were indeed ordinary shops.

If he saw it correctly, the style of the store looked a bit like it was thousands of years ago.

At that time, there were more than a dozen mortal towns with large populations within a thousand miles of Tianjianmen, and they were all supposed to be destroyed by the drastic changes in the world.

Taoist Yezhuo lowered his voice and said: "Junior brother, I have been involved in this for hundreds of years, and this is the first time I have participated in the disaster caused by the Night Wandering God."

Li Mo closed his eyes tightly and scanned the store with his divine eye.

The furniture in the shop is neatly arranged, but there is no trace of life.

"Let's talk about it when we get to the Beili River."

Li Mo restrained his Taoist aura, leaving the ghost tiger alone hiding in the shadow.

The shadow of the tattooed beast of the Great Wilderness Immortal Body can protect itself, but the noise it causes is too great and can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

Although the head did not tell the location of Beili River, as Li and Mo moved, the eyes would unconsciously guide the direction.

The Beili Riverside is obviously close to the river channel.

Li Mo has observed that there is no trace of rain in Huoling Palace, and the so-called Beili River is just a dry ditch.

As the pace of the two quickened, their heads and eyes moved one after another.

Just when Li Mo saw the Beili River, Sansheng's scream came from his head again, and the sound seemed to pierce into the depths of his brain.

"On the morning of Bing, the dragon's tail is lying in the morning, all are convinced, and they take the flag of Guo..."

"There are tricks, there are tricks."

The moment Li Mo took out his right foot, his consciousness fell into a brief trance, and then the ordinary street in front of him suddenly changed.

The brand new walls were covered with mold, the lanterns hanging in front of the shop were tattered, and sporadic dark brown footprints were revealed on the ground.

The footprints seemed to be burned, extending all the way to the Beili River.

The writing on the shop plaque became crooked, and even the patterns carved on the wooden beams of the eaves looked extremely distorted.

Li Mo and Li Mo reacted promptly and immediately froze on the spot, their sword intent revealed throughout their bodies.

"Senior brother, it must be an illusion, right?"

"It's not a fantasy."

Li Mo said in a deep voice, the Phantom Fish Sword at his waist was unsheathed again, the Sun Sword Intent was wrapped around the sword body, and the Dongshen Dharma Eyes had been brought into full play.

With the Spirit Root Insect around, all illusions in the world cannot affect Li Mo's five senses. At least he can tell whether it is real or false.

To be on the safe side, there were dense blood threads crawling under the skin.

The spiritual root worm connects the five senses, plus the blessing of the Great Wilderness Immortal Body. As a result, the scene in front of him is still old and dilapidated.

"It's not a fantasy."

Li Mo repeated it again, narrowed his eyes and walked along the road towards the Beili River.

"Ye Zhuo, look carefully. Where we are, everything is opposite to the left and right, as if we were observing through a mirror."

"This should be the [Bronze Mirror] mentioned by the three elders. It is a small world in the mirror formed by the Taboo of the Night Wandering God. It is a small world in the mirror that hides hundreds of thousands of sword ghosts."

"Ye Zhuo, please pay attention to Bai Shuo."

Taoist Yezhuo realized that in the black coffin behind the conscious communication, Taoist Baishuo had completely woken up, but he was just staring straight ahead, which was suffocating.

"Bai Shuo's consciousness might also be in a certain shop in Tongjian."

Li Mo said coldly: "Just a drop of rainwater can trigger taboos. The Night God is more terrifying than I imagined."

Taoist Yezhuo swallowed.

A gust of wind blew by, and the lantern made a muffled sound as it hit the wall.

Jingle bell, jingle bell~~

The sound of shaking rattles came from the roadside shop. Taoist Ye Zhuo's face turned pale and he couldn't help cursing.

Clang.

Li Mo drew his sword, the halo behind his head illuminated ten meters, and the ghostly sword intent wrapped around the blade.

"If nothing else happens, the elders of the Great Sun Sword Tomb and Tiangong Qi will probably be looking for the source in the bronze mirror. The main thing for you and me is to prevent sword ghosts from affecting the existing order."

Li Mo came to the door of a noodle restaurant, which was full of bloody corpse fragments.

A man's body fell to his knees on the ground, his neck twisted 365 degrees, and a pregnant woman hung herself in the center of the shop.

The belly of the pregnant woman's body was cut open and her intestines wrapped around the rattle.

There was obviously no draft in the noodle shop, but my intestines were shaking slightly.

Li Mo's heart tightened.

The Night Wandering God is most likely a treacherous creature transformed by ancient monks. The scene in the Bronze Mirror may have actually happened in the ancient world of immortality.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The two of them were in a daze again, and the noodle shop changed drastically again.

Doors and windows are closed.

The expression on the man's corpse changed from despair to ecstasy, and he made a hugging gesture, as if he was telling something to his invisible wife and children.

The body of the hanged pregnant woman was nowhere to be found. The blood-stained rope only contained a section of intestines, which was still shaking the rattle tirelessly.

Li Mo reminded softly: "We seem to be pulled into a deeper level of Tongjian. The strength of that sword ghost cannot be underestimated."

"kindness."

Taoist Yezhuo released his head, and the blood-hidden soul spread in all directions.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

Li Mo already understood. He pointed the tip of his sword at the rattle and said, "The sword ghost uses the rattle to draw us into the game. Once we destroy this object, we can escape from the bronze mirror, but..."

"That sword demon has already set its sights on us. If we don't eradicate it, it will come back sooner or later."

He flicked the blade, and the crisp sound of the sword echoed in the room.

"Hehehe, junior brother, I also saw a flaw."

Taoist Yezhuo calmed down, quickly took out a piece of rotten meat from the storage bag, and then put it on his abdomen without hesitation.

The rotten flesh squirmed and merged into the body in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Yezhuo's belly swelled, with a faint vitality growing in it. The surface of his skin was covered with veins, as if he was pregnant in ten months.

He was breathing heavily, and a pair of bloody handprints were visible next to his navel.

The twisted and deformed baby was writhing inside, and then he saw the baby grabbing Taoist Ye Zhuo's internal organs and playing with them.

"I'll drive the blood to hide the soul and seal it..."

Before Taoist Ye Zhuo finished speaking, Li Mo stabbed him directly with his sword.

The phantom fish sword wrapped around the spiritual root worm and effortlessly penetrated the flesh. The sound of the rattle stopped abruptly and the baby fell into a coma.

Li Mo drew out the Phantom Fish Sword and inserted the tip of the sword between the baby's eyebrows.

Taoist Ye Zhuo took a breath.

The Phantom Fish Sword can barely damage one's own organs. Even if it doesn't affect the foundation, the physical body is still damaged before it heals, making it easy for the Sword Demon to take taboos.

Li Mo looked at the baby, "It's comparable to the ordinary Xiaoyeyou in the residual body stage, but in the bronze mirror, it actually has the power to threaten you."

Taoist Yezhuo patched up the injury and replied with lingering fear: "Let the rattle ring for a while longer, and we will enter the bronze mirror on the third floor. The little night tour will only be more troublesome."

Li Mo did not use the trapped sword platform and took out a gourd-shaped hundred-refining magic weapon for practicing.

After the baby was put into it, Li and Mo immediately separated from the bronze mirror, and the strange things on the street disappeared. Only the rattle fell on the spot.

Li Mo threw the gourd to Taoist Ye Zhuo, who was delighted.

"The Fenggui Gourd can accommodate eight Xiaoyeyou in total. In times of crisis, you can release the Sword Demon from it and we can escape in the chaos."

"understand."

Li Mo felt that Taoist Ye Zhuo was quite reliable. He mainly knew how to be flexible and could often go with him.

Taoist Ye Zhuo grinned almost to the corners of his eyes. Even though it was just a Hundred Refining Magical Artifact, its quality was higher than the Hundred Refining Magical Artifacts on the market.

He noticed Li Mo picking up the rattle and asked doubtfully: "Brother, what is this?"

"The sword platform was eroded by the Night God, and twisted into an alternative instrument. As long as the rattle is shaken, you can enter the deep bronze mirror."

Li Mo touched the cracks on the rattle's surface and said, "It's almost destroyed. It's a pity."

"The sword ghosts in the Fire Spirit Palace all have similar tools, but the conditions for triggering them are different. It is also convenient to pull in the bronze mirror through sound."

"Keep it, it might be of great use."