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Black Nether Sword Demon!

The demons and ghosts in the world come out of Jiuyou, but this demon alone makes the immortals sad.

Rumor has it that the Black Nether Sword Demon has obtained the true inheritance of the Sword Immortal in White. His magic skills are astonishing, and his swordsmanship can reach the gods. He once entered the Heavenly Master's Mansion alone, but he was able to advance and retreat freely.

Some people say that he is the one closest to the "Eight Demonic Immortals in the World" among the demons and ghosts in the world. If he had not been catastrophic, he might have become the ninth demonic immortal in the world.

"A disciple of the Sword Immortal in White?" Li Mo's expression condensed slightly and he couldn't help but said: "How could such a giant of demons be suppressed in the Arctic Tower!?"

Such cultivation has a shocking power. Even if there is an enemy, he can still run away without becoming a prisoner.

"Eighteen years ago, there was a fire in the capital. The Dark Sword Demon was defeated by the Monk King. He was suppressed in the North Pole Tower and trapped in Fox Mountain. He will never be able to leave..."

Chen Wangdu said in a deep voice.

"Why don't you kill me!?"

Li Mo raised his brows, feeling that something was wrong. Such a master of the evil way was really an unstable factor for Xuantian Pavilion. It was contrary to common sense not to kill him when he was trapped.

"Some people say that the imperial court wants to use this beast to lure the sword fairy in white..." Chen Wangdu whispered.

After all, since the fire in the capital eighteen years ago, there has been no news from this demon fairy who is approaching his end, and his whereabouts are hard to find, making many people feel uneasy.

You know, a demon immortal whose end is approaching is a nightmare for everyone.

"Some people also say that there is a great secret hidden in the body of the Black Nether Sword Demon. His swordsmanship is his own. Although he is separated from the white-robed swordsman, he has a strange connection and is guided by an expert..."

"Xuanmen regards it as a treasure and is unwilling to kill it. Instead, it suppresses it in the North Pole Tower and refines it day and night, trying to drain it dry!"

Having said this, Chen Wangdu paused for a moment and subconsciously looked at Li Mo.

At this moment, Li Mo's face had become quite ugly.

"No wonder the Xuanmen people caught wind of this and all came over like flies..."

Li Mo's eyes grew colder, and he finally realized how dangerous it was for the North Pole Tower to fall to the ground. Feng Wannian was imprisoned inside, which was simply a medicine to induce some secrets from the Black Nether Sword Demon.

The arrival of these Xuanmen masters at this moment is tantamount to picking the ready-made fruit.

Taking a step back, even if Feng has not gained anything for ten thousand years, it is extremely dangerous to be imprisoned in the North Pole Tower. If something unexpected happens, it is not bad to absorb the essence of the domineering sword species.

"There are many disasters on the road to spiritual practice...Old Feng, you must not die."

There was worry in Li Mo's eyes. He subconsciously raised his head and looked into the depths of Fox Mountain, looking at the white tower surrounded by incense.

…

Inside the Arctic Tower.

In the dim and dim sky, it seemed like a long night. Occasionally, a few wisps of firelight splashed out, bringing some light and shadow. Looking up, there was only a big star in the north, looming and shining.

The billowing smoke clouds, wrapped in the blazing firelight, flowed and squirmed like magma.

Feng Wannian was naked, and when he was in it, his strong muscles vibrated like a horned dragon, and the burning scars left by the fiery smoke were like magic lines, intertwined all over his body, looking wild and ferocious.

At this moment, he was breathing heavily, with sword intent surging around him. He was domineering and even more ancient, with wildness in his eyes. He looked completely different from when he first came in.

"Kid, you once entered the Xuanmen's Demon Subduing Hall..."

At this moment, a cold sound suddenly sounded in the dim void, accompanied by the sound of heavy chains clashing.

"The earthen pots in the Demon-Fuming Hall come from the forbidden area of ​​Shenzong and are used to feed demons. No wonder they can break the shackles and get rid of the shackles of the Xuanmen Sword Seed..."

"No wonder you can survive this [Sword Furnace Tribulation]..."

As he spoke, the sound of the heavy chains hitting each other became louder and louder. In the lingering firelight, a figure emerged. His body was penetrated by dense chains. He was wearing a broken cloak. Only one arm was hanging alone. The whole person was sitting cross-legged. The old monk who was in meditation had black hair like a waterfall and exuded a ferocious and terrifying aura, as if he was in the darkness of the abyss.

"My cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds since I entered the tower, and I would like to thank my seniors for making it possible."

Feng Wannian saluted the terrifying figure, but there was a trace of fear and vigilance hidden in his eyes.

"Hypocrisy is the skin of human beings... You keep saying you are grateful, but you are full of caution..."

The figure couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, he looked up at the sky and vaguely heard the loud ringing of the bell outside the North Pole Tower.

"It's time for you to go out..."

"Um."

Feng Wancheng was silent, but said nothing.

"Then you should be eaten by me."

The cold voice suddenly resounded in the dark void, like swords and weapons clashing, disturbing people's hearts.

Feng Wannian's expression suddenly changed, and he seemed not to hear clearly for a moment.

"Stupid human being...why do you think you are the most special?"

"The talent is amazing, so I see that Hunter is happy, so I'm here to give you some advice?"

"In terms of talent, are you comparable to the Sword Immortal in White? You have seen mountains and mounds, how can you be interested in climbing again?"

"You are just a plaything for me to pass the time."

The cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Purgatory, revealing indifference and ruthlessness.

"Sword Immortal in White...you are not..."

When Feng Wannian heard this title, his expression changed slightly and he blurted out subconsciously.

"I have been taught by the Sword Immortal in White, but I am not his disciple... A man like that is at the top of the world, and his swordsmanship can make immortals die. Who in the world is qualified to be his disciple!?"

Mentioning the Sword Immortal in White, this unruly and terrifying existence in front of me finally showed a trace of yearning and awe.

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, the confused void shook violently, and Feng Wannian's expression suddenly changed. He did not expect that the monster in front of him could be so powerful after being suppressed here.

The void is like a river and the sea, and the terrifying power is like a wave. If you are in it, you can't control your life or death.

"Senior, please look at the kindness we have shown over the past year..." Feng Wannian gritted his teeth and endured the tremendous pain as he said in a deep voice.

"Love!? Kid, are you worthy of me talking about love!?"

An icy voice suddenly sounded in the dark void, sending a bone-chilling chill.

"In the vast world, since I was born, there has been only one person worthy of the word love...and she is the only one...a word can speak louder than a thousand words..."

"Unfortunately...she is already dead..."

"She's dead!!!"

That terrifying figure in the darkness, for some reason, suddenly became violent. Such an existence would be like an abyss for eternity, and the sky would collapse without any ripples...

But at this moment, he was like a madman, his voice was as sad as a roar, revealing uncontrollable pain and anger.

"Monk King...if you hadn't used her death as bait, how could I have been trapped in this!?"

"I don't know how many dreams I had in the past, but when I woke up, the sky and the earth were empty..."

Suddenly, the figure in the darkness seemed to be crying but not crying, and seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It was so crazy that Feng Wannian was frightened to see it.

"Kid, let's play another game..."

Suddenly, the maddening ravings stopped abruptly, and he returned to his previous indifference and aloofness.

Feng Wannian's body trembled violently, and he felt the void float, and endless darkness came from all directions. The inside was blurred, hiding a terrifying sword intent, like an ancient ferocious beast, like a cage between heaven and earth.

"If you can survive this catastrophe, you still have a chance to survive..."

"This calamity is called..."

"Black Sky Burial Sword!"

The cold voice was like a reminder from the Nine Nether Purgatory. As the darkness surged, it spread to every corner. The beating firelight also died out, and Feng Wannian's figure was swallowed up.

…

Outside the North Pole Tower, chains forged from black gold sealed off a ten-mile radius, and silver bells rang, softly like a curse, keeping everyone out.

"The Heavenly Curse and Forbidden Spirit Lock is a treasure refined by the Tianshi Mansion to guard the North Pole Tower."

Chen Wangdu stood on the outside, looking at the chains that looked like gold, and couldn't help but say.

Even the great demon would not dare to approach such a treasure easily.

"Why don't you come out?"

Li Mo looked anxiously at the towering white tower. Even with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't spy on it.

Ever since he learned about the danger inside this Arctic Tower, Li Mo had become a little anxious.

"Sir, according to the sentence, Master Feng will not be released until tonight." Chen Wangdu whispered back.

"We have to wait another night!?"

Li Mo raised his brows, and his expression suddenly darkened, but later it changed. He could not guarantee that the night would be safe and sound.

"Sir, it's been so long since I've been here, and it doesn't take more than one night..."

"What's more, after one night's work, there will never be any accidents." Chen Wangdu said firmly.

Although the North Pole Tower is a dangerous place, it is also controlled by Xuanmen, so it is expected that there will be no accidents.

"Okay." Li Mo pondered for a moment, then he could only nod and continue waiting.

"The sky is unpredictable, and people are subject to misfortunes and blessings. We are alive now, but no one can guarantee that we will still be alive tomorrow."

At this moment, a burst of ridicule came from a distance, with a hint of ridicule.

Li Mo's face was slightly cold. He looked up and saw a arrogant young man among the yellow turban guards of Xuanmen. He just looked over with an arrogant gaze.

The young man was handsome and handsome, with a bright yellow talisman hanging on his waist, and a dragon ring wrapped around his right thumb. His breath was powerful and concentrated, and he was actually a master who had comprehended the true breath.

"When I came back this time, all the masters from the Xuantian Pavilion jumped out."

Li Mo's eyes were as sharp as a sword, he looked at the young man coldly, and said calmly: "What did you just say? You might as well say it again."

Before he finished speaking, the void where Li Mo was was began to vibrate, and the terrifying pressure seemed to be like a rolling tide, spreading to all directions without any scruples.

In the distance, the yellow turban guards suddenly changed their colors. They were all unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and retreated one after another.

"Li Mo, I've heard of that reputation, don't think..."

The young man's expression changed and he straightened up suddenly, still feeling confident.

"Qiu Qingshan!"

At this moment, a soft voice faintly came from the big tent at the back. It was a woman who spoke. Although her voice was scornful, there was an unquestionable majesty hidden in it.

As soon as he started speaking, Qiu Qingshan immediately stopped talking, and the expression on his face changed again and again.

"My Xuanmen is not good at discipline, but it makes Brother Li laugh."

In the big tent, a clear and melodious voice came again. Although he apologized, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You are..." Li Mo's face softened slightly and he said in a deep voice.

"Shen Qingge!"

"Shen Qingge!?" Li Mo thought for a long time, but the name did not come to his mind, but Chen Wangdu's expression changed next to him.

"Sir, she is a Xuanmen Swordsman!"

"Um!?"

After Li Mo left the capital, Xuanmen held another grand ceremony and practiced three more sword types, which were more perfect and powerful than before.

Previously, Hong Xiaofu was released and killed [Bright Sword Species] Su Mingyuan...

Right now, the Xuanmen sword species who appeared majestically in front of the North Pole Tower is actually a woman! ?

"Senior Brother Feng is a leader in Xuanmen and a role model for Xuanmen disciples to pursue. We are gathered here. Naturally, we hope that Senior Brother Feng is safe and sound. How can we not have second thoughts!?"

Shen Qingge's voice came out slowly from inside the tent, but it made all the Yellow Turban Guards bow their heads.

"Senior Sister taught me a lesson, I realized I was wrong."

Qiu Qingshan lowered his head and murmured softly, but his cold peripheral vision still glanced towards Li Mo.

"Since you know your mistake, then go ahead and welcome Senior Brother Feng."

After Shen Qingge gave the order, Qiu Qingshan did not dare to neglect. He knelt down on the ground with a pop, facing the North Pole Tower, waiting for the arrival of dawn.

Li Mo took a deep look, said no more, turned around and left.

"Brother Li..."

At this moment, Shen Qingge's voice came from the tent again.

"Anything else?"

"I have long heard that Senior Brother Li's skills are astonishing and famous in the capital. Even Su Mingyuan fell into your hands..."

"If I have the chance, I would like to ask for advice."

The scornful words echoed on the ancient road in the mountains. They seemed casual, but they revealed a strong self-confidence. Hearing this, Chen Wangdu was frightened, fearing that Li Mo would make a move if he disagreed with him.

"Easy to say!"

Li Mo casually said something, took one step, and disappeared on the long ancient road in the green mountains.

At this moment, he had no intention of fighting with the Xuanmen swordsman in front of him.

"My lord...my lord..."

Chen Wangdu breathed a sigh of relief, but when he called loudly, he got no response.

…

Late at night.

Fox Mountain seems to be particularly quiet tonight. There is no cloud in the sky, and the stars are bright and eye-catching.

Li Mo was walking alone in the mountains. He was worried and couldn't calm down for a while.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

At this moment, a sound of exploding firewood came from the mountain, and the light of the fire could be faintly seen.

"Um!?"

Li Mo raised his eyes and looked up. He heard Chen Wangdu say that there were many foxes in Fox Mountain. In the past, many foxes here turned into monsters and often displayed magical powers. The people regarded them as gods and built temples and temples to worship the fox gods.

As time passed, more and more people said that they had seen fox fire flickering in the mountains, which was the appearance of the fox spirit.

"Hushan has been in decline for many years."

Li Mo thought thoughtfully. At that time, the imperial court ordered the siege of Fox Mountain. Tens of thousands of foxes were killed overnight. The piled up corpses were set on fire, and the smell of burning filled the sky and could be smelled from hundreds of miles away.

Since then, no fox has been found up and down Fox Mountain.

Thinking of this, Li Mo followed the firelight and walked over, crossing the ancient road and along the stream, and saw a bonfire in front of a ruined temple, reflecting a beautiful silhouette, like a fairy in the mountain, dancing in the firelight It is more charming.

"Yu Lingwei!?"

Li Mo was slightly startled. He released Hong Xiaofu and killed Su Mingyuan that day. He said goodbye to Jiang Xiaobai and Yu Lingwei in a hurry, but he didn't expect to meet again here.

"Li Mo..."

When Yu Lingwei saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, but soon there was a look of relief in his soft eyes.

"It's said outside that you and Domineering Sword Seed are brothers of life and death, so it's only natural that you appear here."

"Where's Jiang Xiaobai?"

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Li Mo sat down minding his own business.

"He's not my follower. I'm afraid he's locked up at home now and won't be able to get out." Yu Lingwei said casually.

Last time, Jiang Xiaobai stole the family's ancestral formation map and ran away. Now that the incident has been revealed, I'm afraid he will never come out again in this life.

"Why are you here?"

"You are here to pick up your friend from prison, and I am here to see the excitement." Yu Lingwei raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Li Mo with interest.

"Business? What's there to see here?" Li Mo asked with a strange expression.

"Looking at how smart you were before, why have you suddenly become stupid?"

Yu Lingwei held a wooden stick in his hand and lit the bonfire, making a crackling sound.

"Feng Wannian is a domineering swordsman. He is imprisoned in the Arctic Tower. Good or bad is uncertain, so there is naturally a lot of excitement to watch..."

Having said this, Yu Ling glanced at Li Mo from the corner of his eye and said immediately: "Have you seen the Xuanmen sword species?"

"You know this as well?"

"Feng Wannian is an older generation swordsman. When he is released from prison, he will naturally attract attention..."

"Those three people are different. They achieved the sword seed status by absorbing a drop of the essence and blood of Xuantian Dao seed."

The fish spirit whispered something surprising, revealing a secret.

Xuantian Sword Seed is a monster produced by following the path of creating [Xuantian Dao Seed].

The sword types of the older generation were created using ancient methods, and it is difficult to survive.

But the new generation of sword species is different. [Xuantian Dao Seed] gradually revives, and he bestows blood essence to make the new generation of sword species more perfect and terrifying.

"If you kill Su Mingyuan, I'm afraid you haven't done all your work... He is a sword of light, so it's unclear whether he is completely dead." Yu Lingwei said with deep meaning.

"Miss Lingwei, where are you from? How do you know such a big secret so clearly?" Li Mo couldn't help but wonder.

"There are three people in the new generation of Xuanmen Swordsmen..."

Yu Ling was noncommittal, then changed the topic and suddenly said: "Light, swallowing the sky, and chaos..."

"The one who came this time is [Sword Swallowing Sky] Shen Qingge... This woman is much more difficult to deal with than Su Mingyuan..."

"The Sky-Swallowing Sword Seed!?"

Li Mo looked at the dancing firelight, thoughtfully.

"Besides, maybe some masters from Tianshi Mansion will come..."

"What's going on with the Tianshi Mansion?" Li Mo asked curiously.

"The Black Nether Sword Demon had a fight in the Tianshi Mansion back then, killing three times in and three out, and even fought against the Tianshi... The North Pole Tower is rarely opened once, so it is not unusual for the Tianshi Mansion to send a Tianshi here. "Yu Ling said casually.

The Celestial Master is the highest attainment status in the Celestial Master Mansion, and there are only five great Celestial Masters in this generation.

"Tell me...is there any fun?"

The fish spirit came slightly to Li Mo, and the fragrant wind blew into his nostrils.

Li Mo stepped back subconsciously and couldn't help but look in the direction of the North Pole Tower.

…

It's almost dawn.

The full moon is falling in the west, and the night is approaching.

Chen Wangdu and Chen Tiejia walked in the mountains, looking for Li Mo.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared in front of them. The two of them took a closer look and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest holding a lantern, followed by a Taoist boy.

"People from Tianshi Mansion?"

Chen Wangdu recognized the robe at a glance, but he didn't pay much attention to it. The two sides passed each other, and he looked back before continuing to move forward.

"The Fourth Heavenly Master!"

At this moment, Chen Tiejia stopped slightly and looked back. A meaningful look flashed across his originally calm face. In just a moment, he turned around and followed Chen Wangdu's pace.

"Um!?"

At the same time, the middle-aged Taoist priest who was still on his way suddenly stopped and looked back at the two figures who were drifting away.

"Master Tianshi, what's wrong?" the Taoist boy next to him asked softly.

"That young man..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his brows, and there was a different kind of brilliance in his deep eyes.