The founder of all religions

The moon shines in the sky, and the night is clear.

When that loud sound rolled, it resounded in all directions.

When that spiritual sensation reaches the sky, it is terrifying and unpredictable.

In Wangxuan City, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by the strange fluctuations, and they all looked at the hanging list.

"Li Mo...it's Li Mo..."

Hong Xiaofu screamed and subconsciously looked towards the room where Li Mo was.

The window lattice vibrated, the ground floated, and the trembling dust swirled like a whirlpool, filling the entire courtyard.

"This kid... finally caught up..."

Chen Wangdu clasped his hands tightly, his eyes shining brightly.

The special envoy of Xuantian Pavilion couldn't help but feel nervous and excited at this moment. For many years, he had been working at the grassroots level and charging at the front line. He thought that his heart had long been like a dead fish in the market, motionless and as cold as frost. .

However, at this moment, his heartstrings soared to the sky with Li Mo's spiritual consciousness, beating continuously.

"Luofu Mountain... the Black Sword lineage!?"

On the Climbing Tower, Ye Bufan listened to the name that resounded throughout the city, but his cold eyes showed no concern.

Black Sword is a figure from three hundred years ago. His predecessors have passed away and his descendants are in charge.

How could this strongest descendant of Black Ming Mountain put a dead person in his eyes?

What's more, the five mountain gates are high up, how many years did it take for a black sword to arrive?

Even with the title of heir to Luofu Mountain, reaching this point is already his limit. Before climbing to the sky tower, all the gates of the world will lose their color.

Rumble…

However, the next moment, Ye Bufan's expression changed.

Li Mo's spiritual consciousness was like the bright moon in the sky, like the turning of mountains, and was deeply imprinted on the hanging inscription.

"This...this is..."

Ye Bufan's eyes trembled, and he felt a slightly familiar atmosphere at this moment.

Above the hanging inscription, a strange mark suddenly appeared, like a vast and dark sky. Only a gray shadow appeared in the center, surrounded by a group of shadows, as if they were following each other like ghosts.

"The black sky is full of fierceness, and a little black ash is sitting in the center..."

In the Xuantian Pavilion, Wang Lingce looked at the mark left by Li Mo and couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

This Lord Kanji has seen broadcasting, but he has never seen such a strange brand.

Under this mysterious black mark, the golden mark of Tianchan Mountain was eclipsed, the Buddha's light was dim, the sound of Sanskrit chanting was completely cut off, and the terrifying coercion rippled on the hanging list like a tide, spreading rapidly.

"evildoer……"

On the top floor, Wu Xiang couldn't help but be moved when he saw the scene in front of him, and his originally calm eyes suddenly showed a sharp look.

"Oh my god...then...what is that...this mark is almost going to tear the hanging list apart."

"The descendants of the Five Great Mountain Sects...their imprints can hardly be endured."

"Ye Bufan's mark... is almost being worn away."

At this moment, a series of surprised and horrified voices suddenly appeared, and the eyes looking at the hanging list became trembling.

The mountain mark left by Ye Bufan's spiritual sense appeared with cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The terrifying pressure is still spreading, and the black mark left by Li Mo is domineering, seeming to overwhelm all laws.

boom……

Finally, there was an explosion, and the mark of Heiming Mountain suddenly exploded. The scattered spiritual senses were directly crushed and destroyed on the hanging list.

"Pfft..."

On the rooftop, Ye Bufan spurted out a mouthful of old blood and stepped back several steps, with a look of surprise in his trembling eyes.

At that moment, he seemed to have returned to that night when dark clouds came over the city, and met that person again...

"dirty stuff!?"

Ye Bufan's eyes widened, looking at the hanging list in disbelief.

Rumble…

The aura of the Xuanhei Mark became more and more terrifying, and the formidable pressure pressed toward Yaoshen Mountain and Riyue Mountain with unstoppable aggression.

"Arrogant... Coming from Luofu Mountain, do you think you are a black sword?"

Yue Xiaoxiang's phoenix eyes are shining, like swords and weapons intertwined, showing fierceness and killing.

There was medicinal fragrance floating around her body, filling the moonlit night.

In an instant, the cauldron mark on the hanging inscription glowed brightly, like a furnace fire burning, burning everlastingly, resisting the black mark for life.

"Why Luofu Mountain, a small sect dares to shine here?"

Yue Xiaoxiang continued to sneer, the fragrance of medicine made the moon shine, and the true furnace refined the blackness... At this moment, the courage of the descendants of the five major sects was undoubtedly revealed.

"Today I will make you bow your head in large numbers."

At this moment, an indifferent voice resounded through Wangxuan City. Even though it was scornful, it conveyed irresistible majesty.

Above the hanging list, the mysterious black mark suddenly changed, and a sharp finger claw phantom emerged from the mark. It was extremely ferocious, and the mountains and seas changed. The true intention of catching the dragon was revealed, and it was actually caught directly. Got Yue Xiaoxiang’s real furnace mark.

"This...this thing still drives it!?"

Everyone was surprised and couldn't believe what they just saw.

As powerful as Wang Lingce, he couldn't help showing a strange look at this moment. He left his name and became a seal, and the mysterious seal changed... This was the first time he had seen such a strange reality.

"This kid from Luofu Mountain is really weird... can he still be like this?"

Wang Lingce murmured softly, his expression becoming extremely strange.

Bang bang bang...

There was a sudden explosion, like thunder, and the finger claws protruding from the black mark used the power to capture the dragon, and actually tore the real furnace mark to pieces in full view of everyone.

"Luofu Limo!"

On the rooftop, Yue Xiaoxiang let out a long roar, revealing deep shock and anger. There was no trace of blood in Qingmei's face anymore, and scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, infecting the green rose skirt and robe.

"Why are you calling you dad?"

Li Mo responded politely, but it silenced the entire Wangxuan City.

Even Chen Wangdu couldn't help but look at the room where Li Mo was.

In Wangxuan City, he is the first person who dares to be so arrogant in front of the five major disciples.

"伱..." Yue Xiaoxiang was furious for a moment, and her face suddenly turned red.

She came from a rich family and was aloof. Faced with the clamor of such a scoundrel in the market, she didn't know how to respond for a while.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha's chant resounded, shaking the whole world.

Above the hanging inscription, the dazzling golden mark suddenly glowed. The golden light caused the evil obstacles to disappear. It was strange that the black mark seemed to be penetrated by the golden light, and the light was the same as the dust.

"We are destined to meet each other, and the donor should take refuge in our sect."

Without any form of whispering, his voice becomes louder and louder, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, deafening and enlightening. Every word is like reciting a scripture, cleansing people's hearts.

In an instant, golden light shone and filled the entire hanging list.

"Okay, I'll let you in."

At this moment, Li Mo responded.

The next moment, the mysterious black mark suddenly flew up and crashed directly into the golden mark.

"Donors must not..."

On the stairs to the sky, Wuxiang's complexion changed slightly, his hands no longer clasped together, and he waved his hands quickly.

"But you are the second uncle of Buddha." Li Mo responded politely.

boom……

The black mark was like an angry bull, its horns straight out, and it crashed directly into the golden mark.

There was only an explosion and the golden light shattered. The surface was so grand and glorious, but the interior was so vulnerable.

Scarlet blood instantly stained Wuxiang's monk's robe.

"Amitabha……"

Wuxiang proclaims the name of Buddha with his mouth, but curses his mother in his heart.

Buzz…

Almost instantly, the sun and moon mark hidden in the corner suddenly activated...

At the moment when the black mark broke through the golden light, Lin Ming seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The sun and the moon were in the sky, and the two eclipse practitioners...

At this moment, Li Mo actually felt a familiar and mixed atmosphere. In addition to Lin Ming, there was also Wu Zhao who had already died in his hands.

"The five mountain gates should be in order."

Suddenly, the black mark suddenly tore open, like a bloody mouth waiting to be fed.

As soon as the Sun and Moon Mark arrived, it was swallowed directly by the open mouth.

"Swallow...swallow..."

"This... this is also okay for riding on a horse!?"

"Luofu Mountain... seems like something dirty has appeared!?"

This scene was astonishing and shocking.

"What's going on with this kid?" Wang Lingce stared blankly at the empty list.

At this moment, only that strange black mark was left, destroying all the mountain gates and dominating the top spot.

"grown ups……"

The man in black robe stood beside him, hesitating to speak, his heart already filled with joy.

Although he was optimistic about Li Mo, he didn't expect that this disciple of Luofu Mountain would be so fierce. If he didn't take action, he would shake the whole city.

You know, just now, he had no confidence in his bet with Wang Lingce and was already planning to surrender.

After all, surrendering is only half the battle.

But now, he is already planning to move things to Wang Lingce's house.

"Heiming Mountain, Sun Moon Mountain, Yaoshen Mountain... and Tianchan Mountain were all suppressed... Oh my god... Why does this scene look so familiar?"

"There is a mountain named Luofu in the world. Once the famous black sword appears... is it possible that three hundred years later, there will be a black sword from this lineage?"

"It's so cruel. He's on the list, he's overpowering the four major sects, he's so overbearing that there's no bottom line."

Wangxuan City was filled with excitement, and everyone vaguely felt that this Xuantian Pavilion assessment was extraordinary.

Perhaps it will be like three hundred years ago, when someone comes from Luofu Mountain and becomes as famous as anyone in the world.

"I didn't expect that I would meet the descendant of Luofu again in three hundred years."

At this moment, a soft sound resounded, slowly and slowly, with a hint of sadness and indifference.

Thump thump thump…

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs slowly came from the Dengtian Tower. Each step, although gentle, went straight into everyone's ears.

The next moment, a young man stood on the top of the Climbing Tower, wearing a green shirt and a wide robe, with an indifferent expression, and his deep eyes seemed to hide the mountains and swamps.

"Jiang Chen...he is finally here."

Ye Bufan, Yue Xiaoxiang, Lin Ming... and Wuxiang all looked up. Looking at the man standing at the highest point, the dejection they had felt just now was completely gone, as if they had a backbone.

They knew that as long as this man did not take action, the monument of the Five Mountain Gates would be unbreakable.

"The strongest descendant of Martial Arts Mountain!"

In the Xuantian Pavilion, Wang Lingce couldn't help but look forward to the figure standing at the top.

"Brother Dao, please don't hold back." Jiang Chen whispered.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a spiritual sensation rose from Jiang Chen's body to the sky. It was as blurry as an abyss and as vague as the clouds in the sky. It actually covered the bright moon and rushed straight towards the hanging list.

"Martial Arts Mountain, Jiang Chen!"

The next moment, a formidable mark suddenly appeared. It was an ancient coffin, which contained silence and eight desolations.

As soon as it emerged, the aura of the coffin mark suddenly surged, and in an instant, it was on par with Li Mo's black mark.

"As expected of a descendant of Martial Arts Mountain."

A sigh came from the room where Li Mo was.

boom……

Suddenly, the black mark vibrated violently and hit the coffin mark directly.

"As you wish." Jiang Chen looked indifferent.

Driven by his spiritual sense, he did not avoid the coffin mark, and faced Li Mo's mysterious black mark.

Bang bang bang...

The two terrifying marks suddenly collided together, and the terrifying pressure turned into reality, causing the entire hanging list to tremble, and cracks slowly emerged.

"The spiritual senses of these two little guys are so powerful?"

Wang Lingce couldn't help but feel moved. You must know that spiritual awareness is the power of nothingness, and it can affect reality with nothingness. This is a leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

This shows that whether it is Jiang Chen or Li Mo, their level of spiritual awareness has far exceeded the level of monks in the same realm.

"You have the courage of the Black Sword, but you don't have the fate of the Black Sword."

Jiang Chen whispered, his eyes narrowed, and the coffin mark suddenly changed.

The ancient shadow loomed in the coffin, as if a great evil was hidden deep inside, containing supreme military might. The gloomy corpse air filled the desolation, and actually crushed Li Mo's black mark into a ball.

"That's the breath of the demon fairy..."

"Oh my god... No wonder there are rumors that Jiang Chen once received guidance from the eight great demon fairies in the world. Now it seems that what he said is true."

"It's amazing. The descendant of Martial Arts Mountain is contaminated with the breath of demon immortals. He has great luck... The descendant of Luofu Mountain is going to suffer."

Everyone was horrified, feeling that the coffin mark had become so terrifying that even Li Mo's mysterious black mark had lost its edge and was eclipsed.

Sure enough, the mutated coffin mark pressed against the black mark with almost overwhelming force. The corpse energy was about to engulf Li Mo's black mark.

"It's over...Jiang Chen has received enlightenment from the eight great demon immortals in the world. In the face of this kind of power, even his heaven-defying appearance will be compromised."

Wang Lingce couldn't help but sigh, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

In his eyes, Li Mo was already amazing, and even being able to reach this point was beyond his expectation.

It's a pity that he met the even more terrifying Jiang Chen, and was defeated at the hands of this man, even though he was defeated.

"Yeah...it's over..." Black Robe couldn't help but sigh.

Rumble...

Jiang Chen was indifferent and moved the coffin mark, pressing against Li Mo's black mark.

"The lingering power of death is..."

At this moment, Li Mo let out a sigh, and the mysterious gray spiritual root in his dantian suddenly shook.

Buzz…

Almost at the same moment, in front of the Climbing Tower, the ancient inscription that had stood for three hundred years was shaken again. The five spiritual swords that had been inserted into the stone stele by that man screamed in unison, and the terrifying sword intent rose into the sky, stretching like the sky. Yue Hengkong rushed directly into Li Mo's black mark.

"This...this is...the black sword..."

Wang Lingce's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it.

The mountain gate is no more than a five-story tower, but on this day, the sound of swords reappeared in front of the tower! ! !

As expected, there will be another chapter tonight! ! !