Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Yi opened his eyes and found himself standing on a wilderness full of corpses, looking around, everywhere was full of savage atmosphere.

The sky cracked, and a bottomless crack in the countless black thick clouds continued to roll and swallow the sea of clouds, as if it had been cut open by an extremely sharp sword, and in the crack, there were countless black torrents falling like torrential rain.

On the torn earth, the corpses of giants lay prostrate on the ground, their hands holding the ground like mountain peaks, blood flowing out of their hollow eyes, forming waterfalls and rips in the earth, forming a long river that meanders into the distance.

Mo Yi lowered his body and bent down to grab a handful of dirt from the ground, the blood red was slightly wet, he took the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and after determining something, he turned the dirt into powder and clapped his hands.

This is the battlefield, the battlefield of antiquity.

Mo Yi remembered very well that he was supposed to be refining the "Nine Sixty-Three" treasure body in the Qingshan Sect Master Hall in Beichuan County, Immortal Cultivation Realm, but now that he appeared here, it seemed that there was only one explanation.

"It was said that there would be a vision when condensing the treasure body, but I didn't expect it to be true. Mo Yi remembered the Blood Sword and some of the unexpected situations that might have occurred in the Treasure Body Tempering that Venerable Qingxuan had told him before.

In the treasure body list, the more advanced the treasure body, the more likely there is a phenomenon of "inheritance", which is the "memory fragment" left by the creator of the treasure body, and the people who can create the treasure body are all proud sons of heaven, dragons and phoenixes among people, and there may be warnings and reminders to future generations in the memory fragments, and it may also be that they do not want their own inheritance to be cut off and accept the mantle through the treasure body.

Right now, Mo Yi has encountered this situation, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Prison Heavenly Demon Body, remember how the Blood Sword introduced this treasure body in the first place?

"The treasure body created by tens of thousands of demon cultivators in ancient times to kill saints?" Mo Yi's face was a little strange: "This is what the immortal cultivation world in ancient times looks like?"

"yes, that's it. Someone replied to Mo Yi.

Mo Yi suddenly raised his hand and pinched the sword trick and shook his body, and the mother fire burst out from the divine soul and condensed into a three-foot-long flying sword pointing behind him, but the place where the sword blade pointed was a wilderness without any life.

"Down there. Then he said, "You have stepped on my head." "

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment and looked down, and found that he was really stepping on a white arc-shaped object under his feet, he took two steps back, there was a wriggling in the soil, and a skull head came out and looked up at Mo Yi in front of him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Mo Yi only then realized that he had been standing on other people's heads before.

"It's okay, don't worry, can you dig me out with a handle. The skull's jaws clicked together.

Mo Yi didn't mind digging out the skull with both hands, but he didn't expect that there was really only one skull left in the skull, and the skeleton of the lower body had already disappeared.

"Dare to ask the seniors' names?" Mo Yi was quite surprised when he held the skull in his hand, at least he had never seen anything that only had a head left and could speak.

"Tu Xianmeng, Li Changqing, a man of the Ten Thousand Bones Dao. The skull also stared at Mo Yi: "Little guy, what about you?"

"Yihong Hospital, Top Ten Outstanding Young Men Mo Yi. Mo Yi at least remembered the pretense he had made up in the Qingshan Sect before.

"It's not about your name, it's about what era you're from. "The skull and its jaws slammed.

"I don't know, but at least our time calls this place of memory "antiquity". Mo Yi held a skull around the apocalyptic scene of the wilderness: "Our era of greening is much better than yours, with clear water and green mountains everywhere, fairies and beauties, where are you like you, the dog's brains are all pasted out." "

"Did we succeed?" said the skull suddenly.

"Senior, I don't quite understand what you mean. Mo Yi paused and said.

"What will the future world look like?" asked the skull.

"Didn't I say it, clear water and green mountains, fairy Jia." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Is that really the case?" the skull suddenly interrupted Mo Yi's words.

Mo Yi was slightly stunned and frowned slightly: "Senior, don't fight the edge, okay?, what secrets do you have to share with me in ancient times, but if you don't tell me more information, I won't be able to communicate with you normally." "

Mo Yi put down the skull and felt that it was not a problem to hold it all the time, so he simply found a stone as high as himself and put the skull on it.

"You should know that this is a "memory fragment" left by the Heavenly Demon Body. The skull said to Mo Yi: "And you should also know the allusion to the Heavenly Demon Body, then you first tell me what background and based on what circumstances our group of ancients created this method in your cognition." "

"In ancient times, thousands of demon cultivators fought against the Wuji Saint and created the Ten Thousand Tribulations Hell Heavenly Demon Body to resist the righteous path. Mo Yi was silent for a moment and said: 0.

After hearing this, the skeleton was silent for a long time, looked at the huge crack in the sky in the distance, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "It turns out that we still failed..."

"Senior, I don't understand what you mean, success, failure, what is your goal, to rule the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" Mo Yi asked.

"Rule the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" the skull suddenly sneered: "The Immortal Cultivation Realm... Is this how the future generations call the fairy world, so what do you say... Actually, it's not wrong, we do want to rule the fairy world, because we are the masters of the fairy world, but it seems that we have failed. "

"History is a little girl who dresses up as a person, and you have failed, so in the history books you are an evil man. Mo Yi said lightly: "That's why you said you failed?"

"Demons are outside. The skull chewed on the word and suddenly let out a giggling laugh: "Evil Demon Outer Dao, who is the Evil Demon Outer Dao? If all the people in the fairy world in this war are defined by the history books as the Evil Demon Outer Dao, then who is the so-called righteous path?"

"Everyone?" Mo Yi glanced at the blood-soaked wilderness, realizing that this ancient war might be fought on a larger scale than he expected, and the entire monks of the ancient immortal cultivation realm were all involved in this epic war.

"Boy, look up over there. The skull whispered.

Mo Yi turned his head to look at the skull's gaze, and he saw the crack in the sky with a black rainstorm, which was poignant and spectacular.

"Look carefully, look at 1.3 with your heart. The skull's voice grew more and more terrifying.

Mo Yi couldn't help but see the light of Kunpeng's pupils in his eyes, and after his vision gradually became clear, he saw a creepy scene.

There was a black rainstorm in the huge crack in the sky, and they were all corpses! Billions of corpses! Broken corpses poured down from the cracks! It was only because there were so many of them that the illusion of a torrential rain was created, and the corpses fell from the sky and gathered together like a black torrent to rush down to the ground!

"Do you know who their enemies are in the sky?" the skull said with a hissing grin.

Mo Yi didn't answer, still in shock.

The skull smiled and answered his doubts: "It is the "saints" in your later historical books, those "saints" who are high in the sky, and the "saints" who have become lackeys. "。