Yun Mo was shocked and thought carefully about what the old man had just said.
Seeing Yun Mo's frowning and thoughtful expression, the old man continued to smile and said, "I wonder if you have ever heard of Corpse Burial Valley?"
Yun Mo frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Not only have I heard of it, but I have also been in it."
"Then, little friend, have you sensed the sword intent?" The old man smiled half-heartedly.
Yun Mo's pupils shrank. Could it be that the sword intent that reached the second level of Netherworld was left behind by the Underworld Corpse Lord?
"My little friend's expectation is correct. The sword intent there is indeed left by Master Corpse Lord."
The old man smiled and continued: "Although Lord Corpse Master is following the path of corpse cultivator, his swordsmanship talent is extremely evil, and no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him at that time."
Swordsman monster?
Yun Mo nodded knowingly. After all, the opponent's sword intention cultivation had reached the level of Netherworld. This kind of talent was indeed extraordinary.
When the old man saw Yun Mo stunned, he immediately cleared his throat and said, "Little friend, if you pass the final test, you will have the greatest chance of obtaining the Underworld Corpse Lord. What do you think?"
After a long pause, Yun Mo said slowly: "How could I let go of such an opportunity!"
Although the old man was extremely restrained, the joy deep in his eyes still could not escape Yun Mo's eyes. He wanted to see what the other party's purpose was.
"My little friend, have you ever seen the Taoist platform in the center of the palace?" The old man looked faintly excited and said in a suppressed voice.
At a glance, the platform was clearly where the old man had been sitting cross-legged.
It’s so obvious, why do you still need to ask more questions?
As if he noticed the error in his remarks, the old man sneered and said: "Don't be surprised, little friend. If you want to have a chance to get the corpse statue of Huang Quan, you must destroy the Qing Lingzhu above the platform!"
Qing Lingzhu?
Following the old man's line of sight, Yun Mo looked up and saw at the top of the palace, a fist-sized ball with cyan luster suspended in mid-air.
And in the air, the flowing blue beads continued to release light, and the space seemed to be rippled in layers of luster.
Why didn't he notice such obvious beads before?
With his spiritual sense, it is impossible not to sense the existence of the green spirit bead!
Could it be... The Legend of the Heavenly Corpse Sutra!
Seeing the jade slip that had been held in his palm, Yun Mo's heart sank, and there was a faint light in his eyes.
"Little friend, I saw that you are as talented as a demon, so I just told you this shocking mystery. If you have the opportunity to get the corpse statue of Huangquan, you should not tell anyone about it."
Seeing Yun Mo looking at Qing Lingzhu, the old man took a deep breath, his eyes full of sincerity.
If anyone else were here, they would definitely be moved to tears by the sincerity and kindness in the old man's eyes.
Such an opportunity, to actually tell Yun Mo without asking for anything, is really extraordinary!
The corners of Yun Mo's mouth curved slightly, and he walked to the front of the Taoist platform. He raised his head and looked at the Qing Lingzhu, and the cold light sword suddenly unsheathed.
The sharp sword was like a sudden wind and rain, filling the air instantly!
Feeling the power of Yun Mo's sword, the old man could no longer suppress the excitement in his eyes, and his body began to tremble faintly.
Take action quickly!
Hurry!
Seeing that Yun Mo was still motionless, the old man said in a trembling voice: "My little friend, as long as you chop the green spirit bead, the corpse of Huangquan will appear in this palace."
"Ah!"
"The setting sun kills the sky!"
Yun Mo's eyes flashed and he shouted loudly.
As soon as the sword edge moved, vast terrifying spiritual power was injected into the sword body, and the edge of the sword was like a biting cold wind, roaring wildly.
Dominant sword!
As he raised his sword, a domineering force suddenly emerged, comparable to the power of thunder in the mountains.
This sword used all Yun Mo's methods.
The old man looked excited and looked at the green spirit beads floating in the sky with burning eyes.
Finally free!
However, just when the old man thought that Yun Mo was about to strike down with his sword, the sword suddenly turned towards him.
not good!
"Trick me into thinking I'm mentally retarded and take my sword!"
"cut!"
A purple flowing shadow is like a light shuttle cutting through the dark night. It is as sharp as a sharp blade and as domineering as a mountain!
With this sword, even a half-step spirit wheel person will die.
However, as the sword light slashed down, Yun Mo's face was filled with solemnity.
Because the cultivation level of the old man in front of me is at the peak of the spiritual sea realm!
"ah!"
But before Yun Mo could think about it, an extremely shrill scream could be heard.
After the aftermath dissipated, the old man's figure emerged. His hair was messy, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his aura was extremely weak.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he looked up at the Qing Lingzhu in the sky, and saw that there was a layer of cyan light on his body at some point.
Could it be that being here, the opponent's cultivation level can only be suppressed to the half-step spiritual wheel level?
Yun Mo radiated his spiritual sense and carefully felt the fluctuations overflowing from the old man's soul body at this moment.
It is the half-step spiritual wheel state!
Could it be that the old man's previous changes in realm came from the green spirit bead in mid-air?
That should be right!
The green spirit bead is the key to controlling the old man.
As for why the light curtain appeared on Yun Mo, it must be because of the legend of the Heavenly Corpse Sutra.
This is equivalent to Qing Lingzhu triggering its passive at this moment.
"My little friend, why is this happening?" the old man looked slightly flustered and said in a trembling voice.
"Why?"
Yun Mo sneered and said calmly: "If my prediction is correct, this green spirit bead is the key to sealing your soul, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the old man's body trembled, and his eyes showed a look of shock, but he quickly concealed it.
"My little friend is joking. I have been dead for many years. The reason why I live in this world is just to leave a legacy for myself." The old man seemed helpless and sighed.
"Since I don't believe you, little friend, then leave!"
Leave?
What a beautiful thought!
You gave me the Heavenly Corpse Sutra and informed me of the existence of the Green Lingzhu. Now that you have finally learned the secret hidden in it, you want to let me leave?
What a fool’s dream!
"Seven Styles of Sword Technique, Sword Erosion!"
A purple flowing shadow instantly condensed in the void. Under the influence of the sword intention and the hegemonic sword, this sword was slashed out, with the power to smash the sky and sweep everything.
When the old man saw the sword falling towards him, his expression changed drastically, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
Just as he was about to gather all his strength to block, he suddenly realized that his cultivation level had been restricted by the Qing Lingzhu to the half-step spirit wheel state.
A lingering shadow of death silently enveloped the old man.
Bloodshot eyes appeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He followed the temptation, but he didn't expect that he missed a move in the end!
Unwilling!
resentment!
filled the old man's heart.
"boom!"
This shocking sword fell, and the aftermath of the air wave visible to the naked eye flowed out from the field.
The splendid buildings in the palace continued to collapse and turned into ashes under the aftermath of this sword.
In a moment, the aftermath dissipated, and the old man's breath was sluggish, lying in a pool of blood like a dead dog.
However, the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he still had a breath left.
Yun Mo couldn't help but shook his head. Even a strong man in the Spiritual Wheel Realm had to resist his sword with all his strength, but this old man relied on his foundation in the Spiritual Sea Realm to resist his sword without dying.
With a cold smile, Yun Mo asked, "Now that we can tell, where is the opportunity left by the Corpse Lord Huangquan?"
Playing dead?
Yun Mo stepped forward, like an afterimage flashing, and came to the old man in one step.
Existing as a soul body, he has many ways to make it speak.
Yun Mo closed his eyes slightly, and a ray of purple light came out, like a shackle, and slowly entered the old man's body.
As Yun Mo muttered to himself, the old man's dilapidated body started to twitch faintly.
Gradually, chains visible to the naked eye appeared on the old man's body. Each chain was like a coiled dragon, emitting a strange purple light.
This chain is the forbidden method obtained by Yun Mo in his previous life, the spirit-binding chain!
As the name suggests, the spirit-binding lock is a kind of existence used to bind the soul's body. Under the spirit-binding lock, no matter how hard the old man's mouth is, he will not be afraid of not opening his mouth in the end.
Yun Mo stood indifferently, looking at the twitching old man lying on the ground, using the power of his soul to activate the spirit-binding magic, and the purple light once again enveloped the old man.
The originally calm chains began to beat immediately after being illuminated by the purple light, like a golden snake dancing wildly.
Lines of purple spiritual light began to seep into the old man's body.
"If you're not dead, just say yes!" Yun Mo sneered.
In less than a moment, the old man's body actually burned with purple flames. The hot temperature spread, causing the old man to open his eyes, which were filled with blood.
The ferocious face silently expressed the pain he was feeling at this moment.
"Now tell me, where is the Underworld Sword Art?" Yun Mo's eyes flashed, and his cold voice sounded again.
"It's true...I underestimated you, but...just trying to get me to speak to this extent is simply...a daydream!"
Bloodshot eyes spread in the old man's eyes, and he said hoarsely: "I fell into the hands of your boy today, I admit it, but it is impossible for me to open my mouth. If you have any means, come up with it. I really wait and see!"
"Okay, very good. This is just the first level of the Soul Binding Lock. Let's play with it slowly."
Yun Mo curled his lips and sneered. There were seven levels of the spirit-binding chain. He was really looking forward to which level the old man could survive.