On the Taixuan Continent, in the extreme south, there is a mountain named Yanhuo, with a radius of three hundred miles.
A stream of light came from the north at a very fast speed and shot towards a deep valley, followed by countless bright or dark spots of light, like a wasp that had been stabbed in its nest, desperately chasing the culprit. , is about to smash into pieces!
"Hmm..." The damaged flying boat had been used up to the end, and it instantly turned into powder before it hit the ground. Mo Tianliao fell firmly to the ground, and hurriedly curled up and rolled. The black clothes that were already tattered, suddenly rolled a circle of grass clippings and mud.
There is no grass on the top of Yanshan Mountain, but below the mountainside, it is lush and green, and the surrounding mountains stand tall and straight to the sky. This is a canyon between two high mountains. The ground is flat and covered with green grass. Only a bushy dwarf tree grows in the middle of the valley, which is very abrupt.
Mo Tianliao took a breath and moved his body towards the short tree with difficulty. He couldn't use his legs, so he supported it with his hands and sat upright against the tree trunk.
He has been fleeing for thirty-nine days, all the spiritual treasures around him have been destroyed, and his body is already at the end of the force. Trying to run the remaining true essence in the muscles and veins, a burning pain suddenly came from Dantian, and a mouthful of blood was suddenly choked out.
As a long-established master of magic artifact refining, Mo Tianliao has not been so embarrassed for a long time. He just had a whim, and used some strange materials to refine the weapon. He didn't expect that when the furnace was opened, a celestial phenomenon was triggered, causing the entire cultivation world to know that Venerable Forge Heaven was about to become an artifact that could destroy the world.
"Meow!" A childish cry came from the chest, a white paw stuck out from the tattered black silk clothes, scratched left and right, and found that it was not the collar of the usual probe, but a new one added today. Dong, suddenly scratched his paw angrily. Just hearing a "thorn" sound, the jacket that was originally just a small hole was completely cracked.
The last piece of spiritual treasure of the venerable Jiaotian was destroyed by the cat's claw...
"Master, your master is all I have left to cover the body, can't you let me die decently?" Mo Tianliao wiped the corner of his mouth, bowed his head helplessly, and watched the white hairball renew. He got out of the opening, and shook his claws stained with grass clippings in disgust.
It was a very good-looking white kitten. There was no variegation in the snow-like fur, and the big round eyes were like a pair of light-colored glass, which was extremely beautiful.
The kitten squatted on Mo Tianliao's chest and looked at him quietly. The originally handsome face was covered by a few smears of blood. For a cat that only looked at the smoothness of its fur, it was just a face that could be seen, and it suddenly became more and more serious. Ugly. So he straightened up, raised his claws, and slapped him.
Mo Tianliao grabbed the little paw and kissed it, "Little paw, I..."
"Mo Tianliao, where do you escape!" Before one person and one cat could say goodbye, those "horses" had already arrived.
All kinds of flying swords and flying boats, carrying men and women from different sects, all gathered in the valley in one breath.
Raising his hand and stuffing the kitten into the tree hole behind him, Mo Tian leaned lazily on the tree trunk and looked at everyone coldly. Among these people are his enemies, old friends, subordinates, Daoist cultivators, demon cultivators, and compassionate Buddhist cultivators...
"Zhentian, don't make unnecessary resistance, hand over the divine weapon, and I will not do more entanglement." Elder Yunhe of Qingyunzong stroked his snow-white beard and said with a straight face.
"Older Yunhe, don't pretend to be there," the withered bones ancestor of Wanguimen smiled strangely, raising his hand and sacrificing a small black flag, "If you know the appearance, hand over the artifact and give you a good time, otherwise, Let you taste the taste of this soul-devouring flag!"
As soon as the Old Ancestor Withered Bones said this, several people close to him retreated.
The swords in the world are roughly divided into six classes.
The mortal sharp blade is called a weapon, it can be used by those who cultivate immortals, it is called a magic weapon, it can control it with the soul, it is called a treasure, it can warm up its spiritual power, and it can be killed at a higher level. device. As for the legendary artifact that can destroy the sky and destroy the earth, no one has seen it so far, except for the one that Mo Tianliao has not yet fully mastered.
The soul-devouring flag in the hands of the dead bone ancestor is a high-grade spiritual tool that is close to the fairy. It is said that it was condensed from a thousand unjust souls. If it is swallowed by it, the three souls and seven souls will be torn apart by thousands of evil ghosts. Death is never free.
"Soul Eater Banner..." Mo Tianliao looked at the gray-black gilt flag, "It's just a piece of junk."
"What did you say?" Withered Bones Old Ancestor was surprised.
Mo Tianliao touched the knotted tree root on the ground with one hand and moved his fingertips slightly. "Older withered bones, do you remember what you did when you begged me to make you a soul-devouring banner?"
Hearing these words, the face of the withered bone ancestor suddenly became extremely ugly.
At the beginning, Mo Tianliao told him that in order for this soul-eating thing to be compatible with the soul of a person, it would require the blood of the person's forty-nine blood relatives. He killed all his relatives, and before he could make up the number, he killed seven of his concubines. Clinker, Mo Tianliao got the bottle of blood and just casually used it to draw a pattern. In fact, it is the same with fingertip blood. He just thinks that flowers painted with blood are more beautiful.
This incident has become an insurmountable demon of the old withered bones, so that his cultivation base has rarely advanced for a hundred years.
"If someone with such a surly temperament possesses an artifact, my cultivation world will be in danger." The elders of the Qingyun Sect sighed repeatedly, and the well-known and decent Taoist cultivators nodded one after another.
Although the people in the devil's way disdain the Qingyunzong's argument, they also agree with this statement. The devil's way has always been a piece of loose sand.
The kind-faced Buddha Xiu chanted the Buddha's name: "Venerable, you can kill yourself."
Feeling the small paw in the tree hole behind him that kept scratching him, Mo Tianliao couldn't help showing a little smile: "There are not many immortals in the world, have you ever really seen it?"
Everyone had a bad premonition in their hearts. The Tempered Heavenly Venerable was chased and killed by them for more than a month. Because of the countless spiritual tools in their hands, they suffered heavy casualties. Now they have finally exhausted the treasures and forced him into this valley. , Is there any other way
Sure enough, before everyone could react, the dark cliffs on both sides suddenly shone brightly, the green grass suddenly turned into blood-red spikes, and countless precious lights shot up from the cracks in the ground, shaking the mountain in an instant. !
"Everyone who comes here is a guest, so that you can take a look at it, the pinnacle work of the Venerable Calcined Heaven." Mo Tianliao still leaned lazily on the tree trunk, smiling lightly, as if he was just inviting everyone to come to the house for a drink Tea.
"Ah—" Baoguang was invincible wherever he went, instantly splitting several cultivators into blood mist.
"Zhentian, stop it!" The elders of Qingyunzong reacted and quickly jumped into the air with flying swords. People with high cultivation followed suit.
Before the people in the air could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard a "hum" sound, and a curtain of light formed from the top of the cliffs on both sides, like a huge pot being buckled upside down, cutting off everyone's way. The unhurried speed continues to gather.
"Oops, once I touch the dome of light, I will wait..." Looking back at the stump and the broken arm on the ground, the fear in everyone's heart was indescribable.
"This thing is called the Valley of Ten Kills, a high-grade immortal artifact. Ten deaths have no life." Mo Tianliao introduced his proud work with interest. The so-called ten kills means that everything in the valley will be killed, no matter what Status, regardless of cultivation level, in the end, even the immortal artifact itself will be completely destroyed.
"Zhentian, you lunatic!"
"Your Excellency, spare your life, I was instigated by others to do such a stupid thing!"
"His Majesty..."
"Burning Heaven..."
Cursing, begging for mercy, crying, and dancing in the sky as the blood dance became more and more intense.
Mo Tianliao slid down, turned his head, and stuck his face in the fist-sized tree hole. This tree hole is the only living gate in the Valley of Ten Kills. It was originally used to put suicide notes. Now, it is just enough to put down his cat.
After kissing the hairy head inside, Mo Tianliao whispered: "Fortunately, you and I haven't signed a blood contract yet, and I'll be gone in the future, you have to live well, don't teach people to catch it... Learn to catch fish by yourself. , don't starve for fun..."
The babbling voice was getting smaller and smaller. As early as three days ago, Mo Tianliao had been seriously injured. He couldn't hold it any longer and closed his eyes slowly.
"Mi?" The white kitten raised its paw and patted his face, the idiot who would laugh and rub against him when he was pushed to wake up, but he didn't come closer and still closed his eyes tightly.
The mask on the sky is getting closer and closer, and after a while, this foolish guy will be cut into blood. The kitten pushes Mo Tianliao's nose anxiously. Seeing that he doesn't move, he tries to get closer Go over and take a lick. 喂，本座已经舔你了，还敢继续装睡就要挨揍了！Hello!
The expected intimacy did not come, and some, just more and more dazzling light.
"Boom!" After a loud bang, the entire valley was turned into ruins, the rocks fell, no grass grew, the stumps were everywhere, and the blood flowed into rivers. Only a bare dwarf tree stood.
From now on, you will be my cat, with my surname...
Hehe, so pretty, it's a little male cat...
Scratching me again, you will be called Mo Xiaopaw from now on, oh, it hurts...
Uncle Xiaopaw, I have eaten fish, give me a kiss, oh, it hurts...
"Meow... Meow..." The tender voice echoed in the empty valley for a long time, and the person who would have the cheek to come over and scratch him was no longer there.
The author has something to say: Mo Tianliao (mo tian liao) is Gong, abbreviated as woodworking (Hello!