The founder of all religions

Heir of the Black Sword, this name was like a ground-breaking name. On the top of Beimang Mountain, in front of the Hall of Life and Death, it was like thunder exploding, attracting one after another surprised eyes.

As we all know, Beisha Xuanzhang and Black Sword have always had a grudge, which has not faded away even as time goes by.

Not to mention, three hundred years ago, the owner of this Beimang Hundred Thousand Barren Hills was Black Sword.

Time has changed, and the descendant of Black Sword has set foot in Beimang, becoming involved in the inheritance of the demon immortal lineage, but he seems to be too flamboyant and unscrupulous.

"Junior Li Mo, I have met my senior."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he saluted the three figures in the palace of life and death.

"As expected, he is the descendant of Black Sword..."

Everyone present had mixed reactions. Ying Gou just sneered indifferently, as if he already knew Li Mo's identity.

In fact, Mr. Meng had already noticed the existence of Li Mo as early as when he entered the Beimang Mountain boundary...

This time, he came to Liangzhou on the orders of the seventeenth prince, firstly to help Ying Gou win the throne, and secondly, to get rid of Li Mo, a serious thorn in his side.

At the beginning, the nobleman in the capital worked hard to drive Li Mo out of the capital. He did not want to see Li Mo come back alive.

Therefore, when Mr. Meng became aware of Li Mo's existence, he immediately informed Ying Gou.

Apart from this, the Ghost Mother has already known about it, and there are not many ups and downs.

Wu Jun, on the other hand, raised his brows slightly and looked at Li Mo with a look that was a little more surprised and a little more serious.

"As expected of the descendant of World Master Ye, for three hundred years, he has no means of overturning the Northern Territory..."

"But he has a face comparable to that of a city wall..."

"There is also the spirit of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water..."

Three completely different voices came from the palace of life and death again, some were as delicate as water, some were as restless as fire, or some were as cold as frost...

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace of life and death shook violently, with such terrifying pressure that it was as if the sky and the earth were shattering, crushing towards Li Mo.

The general's expression suddenly changed, and he took one step forward and stood in front of Li Mo.

Wow…

Almost at the same moment, the terrifying coercion faded away like the tide, without any sign of it.

"General, do you dare to protect him?"

In the hall of life and death, the woman in green clothes said solemnly.

"Lord Qing Gu, today is a battle for the coffin position... I invited him to watch the ceremony, so I should protect him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Just kill him... Could it be that the black sword can still pop out of the coffin?"

Bloody shadows surged, and the violent voice burned like a fire.

"Lord Xuegu..."

"You can't say that... How can the grievances of the past be remembered by the past? How can the future generations be in vain... What's more, he is a guest invited by the young general. If he inherits the coffin today, he will be the master of Beimang Mountain in the future. , even more unspeakable and unbelievable.”

White shadows surged, and the voice was soft, like gurgling water, entering the heart and lungs.

"Aunt Bai, are you still thinking about Master Ye? Where are the bones? Where is the dignity? Where is the faith?" Blood Aunt shouted in a deep voice.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Aunt Bai responded in a low voice. Even if she refuted it, she still looked as weak as Youyou Zefeng.

"Besides, this little guy weighs only a few pounds. How dare you say that he can win the coffin position?"

"I said it just in case..." Bai Gu said calmly.

"Okay... no need to argue..."

At this moment, Qing Gu raised her hand to interrupt the dispute between the two, but her cold eyes were like a deep pool, locking Li Mo tightly.

"We'll wait until the coffin position is decided before we make any further decisions."

After hearing this, the general relaxed slightly, but soon his fists clenched again.

He knew that if he could win the big position, everyone would be happy, no need to say more.

But once he failed, not to mention his own situation, Li Mo alone might not be able to walk out of Beiman Mountain alive.

In other words, this time, Li Mo came with him and actually put his life on his body.

Thinking of this, a different kind of brilliance appeared in the general's eyes, revealing incomparable determination.

At this moment, he truly regarded Beimang Mountain as a battlefield of life and death, divided into victory and defeat, and life and death. If he did not have the great position today, there would be no way to survive tomorrow.

"let's start!"

Three completely different voices resounded faintly on Beimang Mountain.

At the same time, the palace of life and death shook violently, thunder pierced the sky, and demonic clouds filled the sky, destroying the city.

A terrifying scene rises from the sky in the palace of life and death, with white flags fluttering, a mass burial thousands of miles away, and a black air covering the sky and the sun.

"That is……"

Li Mo couldn't help but be moved, and saw two coffins faintly in the sky-shaking vision.

He heard from a general that there were two mysterious coffins parked in the Hall of Life and Death. One was the [Old Day], which was the coffin in which Beisha Xuanzhang was buried in his previous life.

One is [Immortality], which is the divine weapon that became famous all over the world.

There are two mysterious coffins, the former represents the past life and the latter represents the present life.

The third mysterious coffin selected today represents the future of Beiman Mountain.

"General, you are the youngest, you come first." Qinggu whispered softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the general stepped out and stood sideways in the palace of life and death. A chaotic energy rose into the sky, destroying the boundless void, and the fragmented turbulence surged like a frenzied tide.

A coffin as dark as an abyss crossed from the void sky, and the funerary aura it exuded seemed to contain endless destruction and despair.

This coffin seems to be able to annihilate all living beings, but after its death, it is not pure despair, but another kind of new life.

The end of life and death, the place of nine burials, the new life after despair is a corpse, a monster.

The corpse turns into a demon, creating another life form and creating a brand new country.

In that strange country, the owner of this coffin is Zhen and Zu.

"Nine burial coffins... bury all the creatures in the world, and turn their corpses into monsters... It's really a great courage..."

In the Hall of Life and Death, Blood Aunt couldn't help but sigh.

Such crazy thoughts, such world-defying courage... not even Beisha Xuanzhang had it.

Rumble…

The breath of the Nine Burial Coffins resonated with the palace of life and death. The two mysterious coffins hidden inside remained motionless, but a strange splendor slowly spread out, condensing the seal in the depths of the void and branding it on the Nine Burial Coffins.

"I succeeded..."

The general's face trembled slightly, but a deep joy filled his originally cold eyes.

He could feel an unprecedented power that resonated with his life, just like a flood bursting a bank, pouring out of the palace of life and death and integrating into his body.

In other words, he has been recognized by the [Old Coffin] and the [Immortal Coffin] and is receiving transmission.

Once successful, his life imprint will be completely engraved in the palace of life and death and become a part of Beimang Mountain.

Rumble…

Sure enough, the palace of life and death trembled violently, and the ancient stone door slowly opened.

The Nine Burial Coffin was like a giant ship crossing the ocean. It pushed through the crack in the door. It was narrow and closed at first, but after repeated attempts, the crack in the stone became looser.

Suddenly, the nine-burial coffin "slid" and the whole thing advanced into the interior of the palace of life and death.

Rumble…

At this moment, the Palace of Life and Death seemed to come alive completely, with countless golden runes shining in the void, reflecting on the Nine Burial Coffins.

The general stepped forward and towered over the palace of life and death, his aura almost blending with the Nine Burial Coffins.

The terrifying black air surged into the sky, and the terrifying atmosphere enveloped the barren hills of Beimang.

At this moment, the general has become the real master of Beimang Mountain. No matter how crazy his cultivation is, in the deserted hills and tombs, where monsters and ghosts are at a loss, he is the only one who can be called the true king.

"I am the master of this place..."

The general whispered softly, and his eyes became indifferent. After the transformation, he seemed to have lost the last trace of humanity, and completely became the supreme being, the master of the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang.

He sat alone on the throne, letting the world be ruthless, but he could not corrode the immortal corpse.

"Flowers bloom and fall, and the years go by...I will eventually taste loneliness, watching the trend of the world, and I will never die..."

The general is like an ancient demon, sitting alone in the palace of life and death, letting the years flow, and his strength increases endlessly.

"What's up with him!?"

At this moment, in front of the Hall of Life and Death, the general was still standing there, but his body exuded an aura of decay, as if time had passed and everything had deteriorated.

"The Great Dream's Eternal Art... Since the dream master, this magical power has reappeared in the world of mortals."

At this moment, Qing Gu's voice came out from the Hall of Life and Death, but her faint eyes swept over Mr. Meng's body.

"It's you!?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and finally realized something was wrong.

He did not expect that Mr. Meng, whom Ying Gou had brought, could have such a method. He could make the generals fall into a dream state without a sound, parting between life and death, and wasting away their time.

"Ying Gou, you dare to cheat!?"

The ghost mother's face darkened and she shouted loudly.

"Junior sister, why are you so naive!?" Ying Gou said indifferently.

"What do you mean?"

"Since it is a battle for the throne, of course it will be bloody, life and death..."

"If there is no calamity, how can we have chance?"

"If you can't get through it, you will have no chance of becoming a great person."

Three completely different voices came from the palace of life and death.

Buzz…

The rotten air in the general's body became stronger and stronger, his flesh and blood almost dried up, and he fell into a dream. The years he had experienced were reflected in reality, accelerating his collapse.

"court death!"

The ghost mother was angry, and her murderous intention was almost solid, locking the mysterious Mr. Meng tightly.

"Junior sister, you probably don't know the power of the Great Dream's Eternal Skill... This Mr. Meng is the successor of this magical power, a creature conceived in his own dream..." Ying Gou sneered.

Mr. Meng can be regarded as the clone of the Seventeenth Prince, or his other self in the dream, made from dreams and imprinted in reality.

Once such a being falls into a dream, even if it is killed, the general's dream will not stop, and he will fall into it forever and ever, until his body dies and his soul disappears.

This is the horror of the Great Dream Eternal Gong.

"Dream Master used this magical power to dominate the world back then. Even Han Qi praised this ability... Who do you think you are?"

Mr. Meng stood still like an old monk in trance, but his scornful words made everyone change their expressions.

Buzz…

At this moment, the general's body further decayed, and the flesh and blood of his right arm melted away, leaving only numerous bones.

"Lao Gu... isn't this just showing off in front of you?"

Li Mo turned slightly and let out a long sigh.

Rumble…

Above Beimang Mountain, thunder shook, and one after another struck on the Nine Burial Coffins. .

The rotten energy in the general's body began to spread, attacking towards his own mysterious coffin.

In the dream, he was still sitting alone on the throne in the palace of life and death.

As the years passed, he seemed to have forgotten everything in the world.

The dream has lasted for thousands of years, what year is it today? ?

During these long years, there were also younger generations who rose up to dominate the world and went to Bei Mang alone to challenge him.

However, without exception, these rising stars who are known as the geniuses of ancient times have all become the dead souls on Beimang Mountain, with bones piled up almost as high as the mountain.

Everyone in the world of mortals, whether they are humans or demons, all know that in the palace in Beimang Mountain, there is an ancestor of the true corpse who can exterminate the common people.

"It's been too long... It's been too long... I seem to have forgotten something important, a name..."

On this day, the general woke up from his sleep, and the terrifying scene shook the earth and the earth.

At this moment, even one of his thoughts is enough to destroy the mountains and rivers and lay corpses thousands of miles away.

"You forgot... that supreme name, that taboo that is taboo among the gods and gods in heaven and earth..."

At this moment, a cold voice resounded in the palace of life and death.

The general opened his eyes faintly, and saw a black mist surging in front of him, as if there was a cave in the sky, hiding an endless abyss.

The cold business came from it.

"Name...whose name is that..."

"Li Mo...!"

"That person's name...is Li Mo..."

Rumble...

The terrifying thunder shook violently in the palace of life and death. The general's eyes widened, as if recalling the past, and he slowly walked towards the dark black hole.

"Come on, come in... Only when you enter silence can you see that person..."

The cold voice came out from the dark black hole again, revealing an irresistible bewitchment.

The general's eyes were distracted, as if he was crazy, walking towards the abyss of depravity.

With every step the general takes, in reality, his body begins to decay...

In an instant, only half of the corpses of the generals were left in front of the Hall of Life and Death.

"The Great Dream's Eternal Art...is truly all-pervasive and incomprehensible..."

The Ghost Mother gritted her silver teeth tightly, and she couldn't wake up the generals even if she activated the [Ten Thousand Ghosts Dragon Coffin], so she could only let them decay and die.

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Ying Gou looked at it and sneered. Such a method was difficult for him, let alone the generals! ?

Rumble...

In the dream, the general finally reached the entrance of the dark cave. Li Mo's name kept echoing in his mind, almost becoming an obsession.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to feel his way in.

"Come on... come on... this is your final destination..."

Mr. Meng's voice was cold and resounding, with a hint of sarcasm and mockery.

"You don't know how to live or die, how dare you fall into a dream in front of me!?"

At this moment, a violent sound suddenly resounded across the sky and the earth, causing the general's eyesight to regain some clarity, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, the sky opened, and a bloody mouth emerged, revealing the terror and arrogance that dominated the world.

"You...you are...you are..."

Almost at the same moment, the dark black hole shook violently, revealing an incredible emotion.

"Nightmare lineage..."