The name "Heir of the Black Sword" was like a ground-breaking name. On the top of Beimang Mountain, in front of the Hall of Life and Death, it was like thunder exploding, attracting one after another surprised eyes.

As we all know, Beisha Xuanzhang and Black Sword have always had a grudge, which has never faded away even though time has passed.

Not to mention, three hundred years ago, the owner of the Shiwan Desolate Hills in Beimang was Black Sword.

Time has changed, and the descendant of Black Sword has set foot in Beimang, becoming involved in the inheritance of the demon immortal lineage, but he seems to be too flamboyant and unscrupulous.

"Junior Li Mo, I have met my senior."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he saluted the three figures in the palace of life and death.

"As expected, he is the descendant of Black Sword..."

Everyone present had mixed reactions. Ying Gou just sneered indifferently, as if he already knew Li Mo's identity.

In fact, Mr. Meng had already noticed the existence of Li Mo as early as when he entered the Beimang Mountain boundary...

This time, he came to Liangzhou on the orders of the seventeenth prince, firstly to help Ying Gou win the throne, and secondly, to get rid of Li Mo, a serious thorn in his side.

At the beginning, the nobleman in the capital worked hard to drive Li Mo out of the capital. He did not want to see Li Mo come back alive.

Therefore, when Mr. Meng became aware of Li Mo's existence, he immediately informed Ying Gou.

Apart from this, the Ghost Mother has already known about it, and there are not many ups and downs.

Wu Jun, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Li Mo with a look that was a little more surprised and a little more serious.

"As expected of the descendant of Master Ye, for three hundred years, he has not had the means to overturn the Northern Territory..."

"But he has a face comparable to that of a city wall..."

"There is also the spirit of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water..."

Three completely different voices came from the palace of life and death again, some were as delicate as water, some were as restless as fire, or some were as cold as frost...

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace of life and death shook violently, with such terrifying pressure that it was as if the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking, and it was crushing towards Li Mo.

The general's expression suddenly changed, and he stepped out and stood in front of Li Mo.

Wow…

Almost at the same moment, the terrifying coercion faded away like the tide, without any sign of it.

"General, do you dare to protect him?"

In the hall of life and death, the woman in green clothes said solemnly.

"Lord Qinggu, today is a battle for the coffin position... I invited him to watch the ceremony, so I should protect him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Just kill him... Could it be that the black sword can still pop out of the coffin?"

The blood shadow surged, and the violent voice burned like a fire.

"Lord Xuegu..."

"You can't say that... How can the grievances and grudges of the past be remembered by the past? How can it be a waste of future generations... What's more, he is a guest invited by the young general. If he inherits the coffin today, he will be the master of Beimang Mountain in the future.

, even more unspeakable and unbelievable.”

The white shadow surges, and the sound is soft, like the gurgling water, entering the heart and lungs.

"Aunt Bai, are you still thinking about Lord Ye? Where are your bones? Where's your dignity? Where's your faith?" Blood Aunt shouted in a deep voice.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Aunt Bai responded in a low voice. Even if she refuted it, she still looked as weak as Youyou Zefeng.

"Furthermore, this little guy weighs only a few pounds. How dare you say that he can win the coffin position?"

"I said it just in case..." Bai Gu said calmly.

"Okay... no need to argue..."

At this moment, Qinggu raised her hand to interrupt the argument between the two, but her cold eyes were like a deep pool, locking Li Mo firmly.

"We'll wait until the coffin position is decided before we make any calculations."

After hearing this, the general relaxed slightly, but soon his fists clenched again.

He knew that if he could win the big position, everyone would be happy, and there was no need to say more.

But once he failed, not to mention his own situation, Li Mo alone might not be able to walk out of Beiman Mountain alive.

In other words, this time, Li Mo came with him, but actually put his life on his body.

Thinking of this, a different kind of brilliance appeared in the general's eyes, revealing incomparable determination.

At this moment, he truly regarded Beimang Mountain as a battlefield of life and death, divided into victory and defeat, as well as life and death. Without the great position today, there would be no way to survive tomorrow.

"Let's get started!"

Three completely different voices resounded faintly on Beimang Mountain.

At the same time, the palace of life and death shook violently, thunder pierced the sky, demonic clouds filled the sky, and destroyed the city.

A terrifying scene rises from the sky in the palace of life and death, with white flags fluttering, a mass burial thousands of miles away, and a dense black air that covers the sky and the sun.

"That's..."

Li Mo couldn't help but be moved, and saw two coffins faintly in the sky-shaking vision.

He heard from a general that there were two mysterious coffins parked in the Hall of Life and Death. One was the "Old Day", which was the coffin in which Beisha Xuanzhang was buried in his previous life.

One is [Immortality], which is the divine weapon that became famous all over the world as Beisha Xuanzhang.

There are two mysterious coffins, the former represents the past life and the latter represents the present life.

The third mysterious coffin selected today represents the future of Beiman Mountain.

"General, you are the youngest, you come first." Qinggu whispered softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the general stepped out and stood sideways in the palace of life and death. A chaotic energy rose into the sky, destroying the boundless void, and the fragmented turbulence surged like a frenzied tide.

A coffin as dark as an abyss crossed from the void sky, and the funerary aura it exuded seemed to contain endless destruction and despair.

This coffin seems to be able to bury all living things, but after its death, it is not pure despair, but another kind of new life.

The cessation of life and death, the place of nine burials, and the rebirth after despair are corpses and monsters.

The corpse turns into a demon, creating another life form and creating a brand new country.

In that strange country, the owner of this coffin is Zhen and Zu.

"Nine burial coffins... bury all the creatures in the world, and turn their corpses into monsters... It's really a great courage..."

In the hall of life and death, Xuegu couldn't help but sigh.

Such crazy thoughts, such world-defying courage... not even Beisha Xuanzhang has possessed it.

Rumble...

The aura of the Nine Burial Coffins resonated with the palace of life and death. The two mysterious coffins hidden inside remained motionless, but a strange splendor slowly emitted, condensing the seal in the depths of the void and branding it on the Nine Burial Coffins.

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The general's face trembled slightly, but a deep joy filled his originally cold eyes.

He could feel an unprecedented power that resonated with his life, just like a flood bursting a bank, pouring out of the palace of life and death and integrating into his body.

In other words, he has been recognized by the [Old Coffin] and the [Immortal Coffin] and is receiving transmission.

Once successful, his life mark will be completely engraved in the palace of life and death and become a part of Beimang Mountain.

Rumble...

Sure enough, the palace of life and death trembled violently, and the ancient stone door slowly opened.

The Nine Burial Coffin was like a giant ship crossing the ocean. It pushed through the crack in the door. It was narrow and closed at first, but after repeated attempts, the crack in the stone became looser.

Suddenly, the nine-burial coffin "slid" and the whole thing advanced into the interior of the palace of life and death.

Rumble...

At this moment, the Palace of Life and Death seemed to come to life completely, with countless golden runes shining in the void, reflecting on the Nine Burial Coffins.

The general stepped out in one step and was above the palace of life and death, his aura almost blending with the Nine Burial Coffins.

The fierce black air surged into the sky, and the terrifying weather enveloped the barren hills of Beimang.

At this moment, the general has become the real master of Beimang Mountain. No matter how crazy his cultivation is, in the deserted hills and tombs, where monsters and ghosts have no control, he is the only one who can be called the real king.

"I am the master of this place..."

The general whispered softly, and his eyes became indifferent. After the transformation, he seemed to have lost the last trace of humanity, and completely became the supreme being, the master of the hundreds of thousands of barren hills in Beimang.

He sat alone on the throne, letting the world be ruthless, but he could not corrode the immortal corpse.

"Flowers bloom and fall, and the years go by...I will eventually taste loneliness, watching the trend of the world, and I will never die..."

The general is like an ancient demon, sitting alone in the palace of life and death, letting the years flow, and his strength is increasing endlessly.

"What happened to him!?"

At this moment, in front of the Hall of Life and Death, the general was still standing there, but his body exuded a rotten aura, as if time had passed and everything had deteriorated.
To be continued...