If he wants to find the secret of the title of king, he must be on the top of the snowy land, so Li Mo cannot leave here, but must diligently search every corner. Maybe he can find some clues in some dark corners, just in case he lets him
By some bad luck, he accidentally obtained the secret of becoming a king. The birth of a king at the end of ancient times was destined to change the pattern of the merged realm, and even the pattern of the Nether Realm.
In order to be crowned king, for the hatred in his heart, and for the secrets of his life, Li Mo is still taking risks and walking on the front line.
The road Li Mo is walking on is a wide official road, which is large and wide. This is originally a mountain road with withered trees and grass on both sides. It must be because of too many people walking on it.
The reason why Li Mo was on this road was because there were Li Mo's footprints in other places in this area, but he didn't find anything special. This was the first time he walked to this place. Although he didn't find anything, he still had to search.
Keep your mind at ease, otherwise it will be more of a loss than a gain.
In fact, Li Mo was searching like this just to give him a comfort. He didn't think he could find anything like this. The top of the vast snowy land was more than a hundred thousand miles away. There were many mountains, dense forests, and monsters running rampant. If the secret of the king was sealed,
If it could be found so easily, it wouldn't really be a secret.
Just when Li Mo was finishing this section of the road, Guangbu's consciousness heard the clanging sound of fighting, which came from the direction to the north of him.
Curiosity aroused, Li Mo decided to take a look.
Nine steps and forty-five steps under his feet, the speed was extremely fast, and the wind was blowing. In an instant, Li Mo came to a low hill three miles away. Following the short hill, there was a ravine two miles below, which was no different from a valley.
, because the ravine is too wide.
At this time, hundreds of people were lying on the ground in the ravines and valleys, lying in a mess, and blood was still pouring out of the corpses. Because of the cold surroundings, the blood that emerged from the ravine was steaming and liquefied into white gas, which appeared in the distance.
At first glance, I thought it was a hot spring, but it turned out to be a blood-colored hot spring.
The clothes everyone wore were almost the same. They were Taoist robes, and they should be Taoist disciples. After all, Li Mo had just arrived in Bing territory not long ago, and he didn't know much about the sects here.
In addition to the hundreds of people who died, those who were fighting were two Apocalypse realm masters. One was Little Apocalypse, and the other, whom Li Mo was actually familiar with, was none other than Old Centipede.
"Old Centipede, you used to be active in the Tianwei Realm, and you were considered a member of the Wenren Family. However, I, the Wuhua Sect, went on an expedition for the Wenren Family. Why did you want to fight and kill all my Wuhua Sect disciples, and now you want to kill them all.
"
This cultivator of the Apocalypse Realm is a Supreme Elder of Wuhua Sect, named Chen Yifei. Although he is a Supreme Elder, his cultivation level is compared to that of the top ten aristocratic families in the region. He is just an ordinary elder figure, but Wuhua Sect
Like the Aoki Sect, they are both third-rate forces, so some may sound scary in name, but their actual strength is average.
"Jie Jie, if you want to blame this, go blame the Wenren family. It was Wenrenjun who forced me to be like this. I, Old Centipede, am also a well-known figure in the Tianwei Domain. I didn't expect to be tricked by an outsider. And that
Not only did Mr. Wen Ren not protect me, but he turned against an outsider, causing me to lose all face. Who am I, Old Centipede? I have lived for three hundred years and have always bullied others. Now people are insulting me. How could I do that?
I am willing, so all of you from the Wenren family will die, all will die..." Old Centipede's hatred for Li Mo, Wenrenjun, and the Wenren family have now been transformed into the Wenren family.
On people.
"Old Centipede, so you have joined the Yuchi family now?"
"I can't talk about taking refuge, but I would be very happy to kill you lackeys from well-known families, and there are also high rewards. Why not do it? If you don't have a Hua family, you are destined to have a tragic ending." Old Centipede said.
As soon as he landed, he saw a colorful earth-colored light emitting from his hand. On the back of his hand, there was an earth-colored circle, which seemed to be a shield and a round wheel. There was a ferocious monster head on it.
It's the head of a bloodthirsty centipede, with two fangs showing clearly.
"Go!" An old and feeble voice came from the mouth of the old centipede. Just when Chen Yifei thought that the round wheel was about to fly by, the whole body of the old centipede moved. His palms were like long arms. Under the afterimage, there was a foot long,
When we hit it from a distance, there were constant sounds of landslides and cracks in the ground. It was as if there were apes laughing among the mountain peaks. The sound was whining, like a ghost crying, so impervious to human beings.
"Infinite Honor!"
The Taoist robe that was originally attached to Chen Yifei's body suddenly began to expand like an inflated ball. Finally, the clothes bulged and became as round as a ball.
Old Centipede's big hand hit Chen Yifei's body directly, and the bulging "ball" suddenly seemed to be deflated, with gas coming out from the cuffs and neck until it was finally restored to its original shape.
"Old Centipede, now that you have killed all the people in the Wuhua Sect, the anger in your heart should be offset. Why don't you let me live?"
"Hahaha, don't you want to avenge the Wuhua Sect? Aren't you their Supreme Elder?"
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. It is unlucky for the disciples of Wuhua Sect to be like this. This is an unavoidable disaster in the long river of fate. You can't blame others. Everything has its own destiny."
Old Centipede was quite proud of himself. The person he killed was actually said to be the result of fate. Then he was not the son of fate. Although he was happy, he did not want to let Chen Yifei go. Chen Yifei had two thousand points. This
He can get a lot of things in exchange, and he wants to make up for the money he was cheated by Li Mo.
"As the Supreme Elder, you actually have the nerve to say such things. If I were the ancestor of Wuhua Sect, I would be so angry that I would jump out of my grave and scold you for being such an unscrupulous disciple. Wuhua Sect is so embarrassed for having a disciple like you.
shame."
Chen Yifei was not angry. Compared with life, everything is light, especially for a master of the Apocalypse Realm like him, who has a lifespan of four to five hundred years. He did not want to die so early.
"What Old Centipede said is true, but please spare my life. I will not say a word about what happened today. I can swear on my soul that only God knows about this matter. You know it and I know it. I will never do it."
There is someone else." Chen Yifei thought that Old Centipede was afraid that he would tell the truth and even swore a soul oath.
Old Centipede smiled, not caring about Chen Yifei's soul oath, and said contemptuously: "You just said that the death of those disciples is a stroke in the long river of fate and cannot be changed. It is a disaster in their fate, and now I want to tell you,
In this disaster, you are also there..."
The old centipede's hand stretched out again, like five hooks, and he grabbed it forward from the distance. The centipede head on the back of his hand actually emitted a wisp of smoke. Along with the smoke, there was a foul, bloody, and fishy smell. If an ordinary person
If you smell it, you will immediately bleed to death from all your orifices. If a monk takes a sip of it, his whole body will rot, and blood will flow from his mouth and nose. In less than half a quarter of an hour, his body will die and his life and soul will be gone. As for spiritual cultivation, it is difficult to endure it for a moment longer.
Escape to death. As a seed on the road to becoming a king, of course he can endure a mouthful, but the poisonous gas released by Old Centipede at this time is not a matter of a mouthful, but a wisp. Even the Great Apocalypse of the Three Paths cannot withstand such poison.
spirit.
"Old Centipede, are you going to kill them all?"
Chen Yifei's body swayed like a fish swimming in the water. He swung his legs and quickly retreated.
But Old Centipede, not only has advanced cultivation, but also has rich combat experience. When he saw Chen Yifei move, he had already determined his direction, followed his footsteps, and stepped in front of him, waving his big hand ruthlessly, and the round wheel on the back of his hand kept spinning.
Smoke was constantly coming out of the ferocious centipede's head, which was the poison refined by Old Centipede.
The smoke and dust curled up and swept away, instantly surrounding Chen Yifei, and then wrapped his body, and a steady stream of poisonous gas penetrated into his body.
Chen Yifei only felt the stagnation of vitality. The twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in his body were gradually cut off. Even the human soul he was cultivating now was almost dead. He couldn't exert any strength in his body and could only wait for death.
"Old Centipede, you are so cruel, I really want to kill you all...Wuhuamen will not let you go..."
"Hahaha..." Old Man Centipede laughed proudly. When he was massacring these Wuhua Sect disciples, he seemed to see Wen Renjun's heartache and annoyance. He was the most depressed person in these days.
Happy moments.
"Go to hell!"
The old man centipede was no longer stalling for time. His other hand, like a ghost claw, also stretched out. On the back of his hand, an identical round wheel appeared, with a ferocious centipede head on it, and some poisonous gas was already emanating from it.
out.
After he crossed his hands, there was more poisonous gas in the round wheel on the back of his hand, just like the smoke in the chimney when cooking in a farmhouse, thick and continuous.
At this time, the poisonous gas on Chen Yifei's body became thicker and thicker, and he kept coughing up blood in his mouth, coughing up a line of blood. Finally, his body could no longer hold up, and he fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
"Old Centipede, how about letting me live?"
"I'm daydreaming. Today I, Old Centipede, am going to go on a killing spree. I will kill all members of the Wenren family, leaving no one behind. I will make Wenrenjun suffer extremely for the decision he made that day. I will make him
Pay the price." At this time, the old man Centipede was a little crazy, and his body was restless. It was originally a human head, but because of his anger, it looked like a centipede head.
Chen Yifei smiled miserably. He knew that he would not be able to survive today. Thinking of this, a fierce expression suddenly appeared on his face, with a pair of dark pupils full of resentment and a sense of determination in death.
"In this case, I can't let you take my life in vain. If you want to take my life, you have to pay the price!"