The Lord of Ghost

Dust was flying, and everything seemed so small in the vast world of sand.

Mo Li stepped on the sand pit and came to Mo Qianchou's body. After putting the other party's space bag into his pocket, he ignited a spiritual fire with his fingertips, which burned with a sizzle.

In the dry environment, the flames quickly expanded and soon spread all over the body. Even the long sand dunes seemed to be on fire, forming a magnificent desert sea of ​​fire.

After about half an incense stick, the body had been burned to ashes.

Mo Li took out the familiar earthen jar and put the burnt bones into it.

Seeing this scene, the red-haired man was sure that the person behind the control of [Taixu Sword Body] was him!

Sprinkling ashes, this special hobby, can't be wrong.

After doing everything, Mo Li put away the earthen jar full of ashes, with a smile on his face:

"I didn't expect that you actually abided by this so-called bet."

This was beyond Mo Li's expectations.

The red-haired man stared at Mo Li, as if he wanted to see through the soul behind the flesh and blood: "I lost, so I will obey naturally."

He is a demon, a peerless demon who has accumulated ten eras. He has a proud dignity, his heart of Tao, and his pride does not allow him to violate.

Mo Li looked at the red-haired man and said: "In fact, you didn't lose to him, but the sword in his hand!"

The power contained in this sword is far beyond the secular world!

Sometimes, Mo Li had to sigh at the suddenness of the unexpected.

Before entering the secret realm, Mo Li specially gave the magic sword to Gongsun Jianwu and asked him to kill a person: Qin Yang.

Because he knew that the old sword spirit not only paved the way with his body, but also left a sharp attack method in the magic sword. Everything he did was to pave the way for Gongsun Jianwu.

It's just that this epic dedication finally became Mo Li's wedding dress.

Therefore, the attack treasure in the magic sword was prepared for Qin Yang, but the accident was that there was really a demon who comprehended the three thousand laws on the stone road and stared at him!

Mo Li continued: "You are not the first one. I also died under that sword [Emperor Killer]."

Recalling the past, the despair was all-round, and being able to survive was purely an accident among accidents.

Because he had been through the gates of hell, he clearly knew how powerful the means left by the old sword spirit were!

"You can survive, which shows that the means of saving life are amazing."

"But don't worry, after all, I won't live long, and your days as a general won't be too long."

When saying this, Mo Li looked relaxed, without any sadness at all.

"Calculating the time, there are about three years left to live." He said it without concealing it.

Half a year ago, when fighting with Gongsun Xuanjian, he spent his life to perform the pupil of ghost eyes, and delayed his life in the shuttle between illusion and reality.

Although the ending was a victory, he was about to die.

Afterwards, he used the [Soul Control Gu Sutra] to refine the soul control Gu worm and control the [Venerable Realm] Gongsun Xuanjian, which was also the best trophy in the war.

But who would have thought that the newly made puppet Gongsun Xuanjian was wiped out by the old sword spirit before it could play much of a role.

Hearing this, the red-haired man frowned.

His spiritual sense scanned many times, and even used secret methods to confirm, but the result was that Mo Li's life span was really exhausted. Without the holy medicine and holy fruit, he could basically not be saved.

"By the way, let me introduce myself: My name is Mo Li." As he said, he showed a mouthful of bright white teeth, like a sunny and vigorous young man.

"Wang!" The red-haired man just spit out a word indifferently.

"Wang?" Mo Li was stunned. It was rare to see a single word, and it was just this word. He smiled:

"It fits you very well."

"By the way, the one who just fought with you is called Gongsun Jianwu. He is usually indifferent, but he was not like this before."

Mo Li looked at Gongsun Jianwu, as if he had forgotten that he was the demon who slaughtered his entire clan.

"What is your purpose?" Wang suddenly asked, he looked at Mo Li, his eyes like torches, penetrating his heart.

The cultivators in the world are like koi in the river, and the only thing they fight for is the supreme Dao fruit of the Great Emperor.

But Wang found that Mo Li was different, because he was dying, and the little life left could not support him to move to a higher level.

"Purpose?"

"My purpose is of course to enjoy the bloody bath and bloom in the dazzling blood flowers!"

Wang kept staring at Mo Li's pupils, and saw extreme excitement from the other party's flashing madness.

"For me, joining this secret realm is to feel the joy of hunting."

The two were silent, thinking that Mo Li was a complete lunatic.

Half an incense stick later, the wind and sand buried the traces on the sand dunes, and the three left the colorful world here.

Before leaving, Wang still reminded: "There are more than one people left since ten eras ago. There are three of us in total."

"Three?" Mo Li was stunned.

Wang: "In fact, there are also people left in the later eras, but there were only three of us at the beginning."

As a warrior under Mo Li, he still had to fulfill his duties.

"Stronger than you?"

"Not sure." Wang shook his head.

For ten eras, they did not bother each other. Wang's choice was to refine the three thousand great ways, gather the three thousand principles in one body and embark on a road that has never been taken before.

As for the other two, only a few rumors were heard.

"Is that so?" Mo Li smiled lightly: "That's what's interesting!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the three people turned into light spots and slowly dissipated.

Wang needs to continue to refine his invincible path. He still needs the last ten principles to infuse the three thousand great ways into himself and run through the era as a god king!

And Gongsun Jianwu also needs to explore his own fate in swordsmanship. With the Taixu Sword Body, swordsmanship seems to be born for him. He is a true favorite of God.

Mo Li is also curious about how high these two people will reach.

But they are not needed for the time being.

As for Mo Li, he went into the bright and shining bubbles in the colorful world.

The more brilliant the divine light emitted by the bubble, the more amazing the opportunity contained in it.

"Qin Yang, here I come."

After a year, this will be their second meeting.