The founder of all religions

Thousands of years ago, Shenzong destroyed the Dharma and ordered the construction of Jiuding.

It was a terrifying existence created by Bi Ji of [Xia, Shang and Zhou], an unparalleled hero, the most evil and powerful man of that era... Li Zu, Han Qi, the Dream Master, the Sword God... They worked hard to seize the fortune of heaven and earth. , slaying the eternal inheritance, destroying the laws and demons, and finally refined the most terrifying divine weapon in the world.

Jiuding, since the days of Shenzong, is undoubtedly the number one magic weapon in the world.

However, since its birth to the present, no one except Shenzong has been able to control this earth-shattering first treasure.

Therefore, after Shenzong emerged, the Nine Cauldrons split into one and turned into nine.

Each of the nine great cauldrons has its own inheritance, and the person in charge is the highest, and is called the cauldron master.

Uncle Ma is one of the nine great cauldron masters.

"Since Shenzong, no one has been able to control the Nine Cauldrons. Even if it can be transformed into nine, it is still the most powerful divine weapon in the world..."

Uncle Ma grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and there was a hint of ridicule in his narrowed eyes.

The nine cauldrons, alone, are enough to rank among the top magic weapons in the world. They are so powerful that no one dares to rob them lightly.

"I think you should know better than anyone else."

As he spoke, Uncle Ma's faint gaze passed over [Beisha Xuanzhang] and fell on the [Immortal Coffin] behind him. A crack on the surface of the coffin was clearly visible, like a mark from the sky shattered, mottled and ancient. , will never fade away.

"Do you dare to provoke me because you trust the Cauldron Master?" Beisha Xuanzhang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The Immortal Coffin was her divine weapon of enlightenment. However, back then, she had been hit by the [Xia, Shang and Zhou] cauldron, leaving this crack that could no longer be repaired.

Buzz…

As if sensing the emotion of [Beisha Xuanzhang], the [Immortal Coffin] shook violently, filled with deathly aura and silence inside, as if the dead person had gone too far, aiming at Uncle Ma, exuding deep hostility.

"Immortal Coffin, Eternal Night Sword..." Uncle Ma murmured, then shook his head.

"I'm older and less angry, but I don't have such thoughts anymore... I came here today just to catch up with you."

"Reminiscing about old times!?"

Beisha Xuanzhang was noncommittal, his eyes wandering as he looked in the direction of Duwang Mountain, feeling the weak fluctuations between heaven and earth.

"The descendant of the Black Sword...that brat came to the realm of Beimang...you are here for him."

"You've seen him...in Wangxuan City...he's a nice young man." Uncle Ma said with a smile.

"Although it's a little shameless, a little vulgar, a little..."

"The Sword Immortal in White saved his life... Now you are here for him again... That kid is not just the descendant of the Black Sword..."

Bei Sha Xuanzhang's words suddenly interrupted Uncle Ma's train of thought. She seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be stating a fact that had long been established.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Ma suddenly fell silent. After a while, he said: "You can't touch him...at least not yet."

"Not now?" Bei Sha Xuanzhang sneered, "Then when can it be done?"

"Wait until he has the strength to suppress you." Uncle Ma said frankly.

"joke."

Bei Sha Xuanzhang smiled, his smile as dark as a flowing cloud, showing contempt and ridicule.

"Even you, as the cauldron master, don't dare to say that you can suppress me, just with that brat!?" Beisha Xuanzhang shook his head.

"He will become the new cauldron master!"

Before her laughter ended, Uncle Ma's words made the smile on [Beisha Xuanzhang]'s face gradually solidify. She stared at the former's face, but there was no trace of any joke at all.

"You're not old...you're crazy."

Beisha Xuanzhang said in a deep voice: "The nine great cauldrons have their own wills, and their inheritance cannot be controlled by you."

"Back then... Emperor Qian almost died before he was recognized by that cauldron... You want to pass the cauldron to that brat!?"

Bei Sha Xuanzhang looked at the dying old man in front of him in bewilderment, seemingly unable to understand.

Each of the nine tripod masters has its own inheritance and is extremely mysterious.

Uncle Ma is one of them, and the current emperor Qian is also one of the nine tripod masters.

As a member of the Shenzong bloodline, he also holds a cauldron in his hand.

"Who said I was going to pass on the cauldron in my hand to him?" Uncle Ma raised his eyes slightly, and a terrifying sparkle filled his cloudy eyes.

"Old thing!"

Bei Sha Xuanzhang's face suddenly darkened, and his cold eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"The auspicious stars in the north are shining brightly...but it's a geomantic treasure land...The little devil has to earn his own fortune...but you can't stand in his way."

Uncle Ma burst out laughing wildly: "If it weren't for the Black Sword back then, how could you have 'resurrected' from the dead, turned a corpse into a demon, and achieved what you have today!?"

"The past is over, why bother staring at a little guy?"

"You forgot... I am still the master of Beimang Barren Hills."

The sound of coldness pierced through, and the killing suddenly started. A black color rose into the sky, shocking the whole world. The undead coffin shattered the void, crossed over, and enveloped Uncle Ma alive.

"Ding'er...Ding'er...the world will inevitably turn upside down today..."

Uncle Ma made wild waves, and almost at the same moment, the void exploded behind him, and a terrifying scene appeared faintly. The heavy weapons of heaven and earth, the tripod holding the mountains and rivers.

Rumble…

The sky shook, the sky cracked, a crack appeared like a secret from heaven, two terrifying figures walked through the air, disappeared into the sky, and fought silently outside the sky.

…

On Poison King Mountain, the earth was turned upside down, huge rocks rolled down into the abyss, and the earth cracked like fleshy earthworms.

At this moment, Poison King Mountain was like a resurrected gigantic beast, raising its head vigorously. The entire mountain had shrunk by nearly a hundred miles compared to before, and it was unknown how many demons and ghosts were buried in the collapse.

It is insatiable and devours everything, and all the substances caught in it are turned into its nourishment.

"Bottomless pit, entangled intestines... This monster is the scourge left by the Black Sword..." Xie Pipa clenched her silver teeth.

Back then, Black Sword wanted to seize the destiny of the north, activate the dragon veins of Huangqiu, and create the Lord of Beimang, but it ended in failure.

The bottomless pit is the [intestine] of the Lord of Bei Mang, which is intricately intertwined and hidden deep in the mountain.

It lay dormant for many years until I met and understood Pipa.

"Use the power of mountains and rivers to create creatures..." Li Mo couldn't help but be moved when he heard this.

He was certain that Black Sword must have read Han Qi's notes.

In the process of creating [Xuantian Dao Seed], Han Qi once used the power of heaven and earth, the methods of mountains, rivers and dragon veins to breed creatures.

The blood fetus in Wanjie Mountain was the product of this kind of thinking.

Black Sword obviously inherited Han Qi's research results. He used the abandoned dragon veins of Beimang Barren Hills as his lifeline... derived blood and flesh, skin, bones, five internal organs, and six internal organs... and wanted to create something on the land of Beimang. The feng shui pattern of a living creature.

Finally gave birth to a real creature...

That is the Lord of Beimang who controls all the luck in the north.

The bottomless pit is the intestines of [Lord of Bei Mang]. Although it is a prototype and has not escaped the influence of the earth, if that terrible creature is really born, the bottomless pit can transcend and merge into that intact body.

Unfortunately, Black Sword failed.

So, the bottomless pit becomes a monster.

Roar……

At this moment, a terrifying roar came from the mountain, and almost all the demons and ghosts in the bottomless pit died, turning into thick blood and becoming the monster's food.

"Can't leave!?"

Qui-Gon's expression suddenly changed, and the void around him was imprisoned. His body suddenly fell into the quagmire, and he was actually unable to even fly.

"Now that we are inside its body, how can we leave?" Li Mo said in a condensed voice.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Ji Tianwei's eyes widened, the aura of the sun began to flow, and a terrifying sword intention rose across the sky, like the rising sun, shining on the world, and shooting towards the bottomless pit.

Buzz…

There was a layer of strange fluctuations in the bottomless pit, and the sword energy that could crack mountains and crack the earth suddenly seemed to sink into the sea, becoming silent.

"It's useless...it's Panchang, the most mysterious thing is digestion and absorption." Jie Pipa said solemnly.

The intestines are responsible for digestion and absorption, and all substances and spells can be destroyed, disintegrated, analyzed, and absorbed by this monster.

"No wonder you were able to make that kind of hook tail."

Li Mo looked at Jie Pipa with deep meaning.

The essence of poison is to break the original rules of matter and destroy decomposition.

This ability is exactly the same as this monster.

"It just wants to use me." Xie Pipa's heart was like a mirror.

The monster was blocked by the terrain and could not escape. Originally, it wanted to create Jie Pipa, and the two would be in harmony to gain freedom.

Xie Pipa knew this, but he still sought the skin of a tiger and practiced poisonous skills.

"You're so stupid... You're at the mercy of it in this cave, and you can't escape at all." Li Mo said lightly.

Bottomless pit, as its name suggests, it is so deep that it has no bottom and cannot be transcended.

"If not, how could it help me?" Xie Pipa said with a sad face, covering her chest.

"Stupid Scorpion...you can't beat the descendant of the Black Sword after all..."

At this moment, a terrifying will surged from the Poison King Mountain, spreading across the void and everywhere.

"It's coming..."

Jie Pipa's beauty turned pale. Suddenly, she lowered her head suddenly. She felt that the blood in her body was like chains, imprisoning her whole body. Strange runes shot straight into the void, dragging it into a bottomless pit.

Almost at the same moment, Li Mo took action boldly, and the cloud clothes transformed into [Tongtian Burial Xuanling] attached to his palm, trying to block the chain and leave Xie Pipa behind.

Buzz…

The void shook gently, as if a huge intestine was squirming. As soon as Li Mo's palm touched it, the cloud clothes transformed into [Tongtian Burial Xuanling] dispersed, as if it had been digested.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Pipa fell into the bottomless pit in front of everyone's attention, and his last eyes showed deep despair.

"Master...can't you break it open?" Ji Tian cried and gritted his teeth.

"Idiot, have you ever seen something that can rupture your intestines after eating something?" Li Mo curled his lips and said casually.

"As the descendant of the Black Sword, you see clearly."

Cold sneers came from the bottomless pit, wrapped in deep mockery.

"Can we just let him slaughter us?" Kui Gang said with an ugly expression.

"Unless..." Li Mo changed the topic.

"Unless what?" Ji Tianwei's eyes lit up and he blurted out.

"Unless he eats something dirty."

"Um!?"

Kui Gang and Ji Tianwei glanced at each other, and both showed doubts. Before they could ask more questions, Li Mo stepped out and looked into the bottomless pit as deep as an abyss.

"You haven't been born yet, how long will it take!?"

Rumble...

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an explosion, and a bright mysterious light soared into the sky from the bottomless pit. It was as bright as fire burning in the sky, and the vibration was like thunder exploding.

In the long smoke, a terrifying figure stepped out of the air, its mane was like a row of arrows, and it was filled with evil aura and fierce power.

"Pig Gang Hyena!"

"Hahaha, old pig, I'm out."

Zhu Gang let out a long roar, and the terrifying aura made Kui Gang and Ji Tiantiao suddenly change their expressions.

In a moment of life and death, this old pig finally transcended, and he became completely different again. He measured time and space in his hands, as if there were weapons that shook the world.

"What is that!?" Qui-Gon's eyes widened, staring at the strange weapon in Zhu Ganghye's hand.

It was a rake, turning the smoke and clouds to cover the sun and moon, making the rosy clouds shine clearly. Forgive me that Wei Ling has the means to build nine holes. ! !

"Monster...you actually refined this thing?"

Angry voices came from the bottomless pit, revealing deep anger.

The strange object that the Black Sword came out of the forbidden area of ​​Shenzong back then was tempered by the strange earth. For so many years, the bottomless pit has not been able to absorb it, but it has taken away a lot of nutrients.

This rake seems to have inherited its greed, and cannot help eating no matter how much strength it has.

Never in his wildest dreams did the bottomless pit imagine that this rake was destined to be a perfect fit for the pig-gang hyena.

"kill!"

Zhu Ganghe let out a startled roar and shook the [Shangbao Qin Golden Rake] in his hand. It had nine distinct teeth and a divine light, and suddenly there was a vision that shocked the heavens.

This is the training of divine iron, polished into a bright and clean workmanship. Short and long, up and down determine the universe, left and right, yin and yang divide the sun and the moon.

There are no such soldiers in the world, and there is no such iron in the world. You can change with your heart, and you can make any changes according to the formula.

Rumble…

The Shangbaoqin Golden Rake seemed to be naturally restrained from the [Bottomless Pit]. Amid the intertwining thunder and fire, a huge gap was opened in this [Panchang], blood flowed across it, and earth energy poured out.

"What a weapon!!!"

When Li Mo saw this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. This was the creation of Zhu Ganghye, forged by spiritual soldiers. It was unimaginable. It was like holding up a blazing flame and shining a light, and letting down the fierce wind and drifting snow. Why are you afraid that if you have a copper head and an iron head but a body of steel, you will lose your mind and spirit when you are so palladium!

Rumble…

The huge Panchang twisted violently and rushed away from the Poison King Mountain, revealing its true form.

It was like a bug, twisting and twisting, traveling through the void, neither flesh nor spirit, neither blood nor space. The terrifying runes were like a rain of blood, splashing into the earth.

Immediately, the place where Li Mo stood seemed to be cursed, and all the existences he stood on were assimilated and became part of the fertile soil.

"I was supposed to be the Lord of Beimang... I was supposed to be the master of this land... I turned into a demon... It's not something you can imagine..."

The huge panchang let out a shocking roar.

Originally, it came into being, in the northern land, in the long barren hills... In the dark, it possesses indestructible power.

"What a monster, you should die now!"

Li Mo looked calm and suddenly let out a soft groan.

At this time, in the northern polar region, in the cold swamps, amid the wind and snow.

A solitary figure stopped suddenly, his thick robes clearly embroidered with tortoise and snake marks. He turned around and bowed respectfully in the direction of Beimang Barren Hill.

"If the ancestor inspires you, you will be driven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mysterious light shot into the sky, glowing with mystery in the sky, and a shadow of an immortal tablet emerged, with six big characters written on it.

The founder of Jiutian Demon! ! !