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Chapter 175 Twelve Emperor Swords

"And you, take out all the things on your body, don't try to get away with it. And take out all the spiritual magic weapons on your body." The old monster Silver Beard signaled to Nan Mingwu and others.

Nan Mingwu took out the valuable things on his body, a top-grade spirit stone, and three spiritual magic weapons, one of which was the red phoenix jade hairpin.

"One medium-quality and two low-quality spiritual magic weapons, your Nanming family is indeed rich and powerful." After taking these things, the old monster Silver Beard smiled with satisfaction, then scanned it casually and put all the remaining valuable things into the storage bag.

Even Nan Mingwu took out, and Feng Wuji and Luo Liner were no exception. Each of them had a low-quality spiritual magic weapon, and the rest were fragments. The old monster Silver Beard took a look at these things and collected them all, not even letting go of a low-level spirit stone that fell in the corner.

"This guy is even more greedy than you."

Black Shadow Palace Xi suddenly spoke, his tone full of contempt, "I don't even let go of a low-level spirit stone. Such a person can even reach the spiritual realm of the Spiritual Merging Realm. It really has lost all the faces of cultivators in the same realm."

"Fortunately, those spirit storage crystals are placed there."

"It's also a blessing that you didn't put it in the storage bag, otherwise you would have been taken away by this guy." Dark Shadow Miyagi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monster silver beard suddenly turned his head and stared at Lin Mo with bean-sized eyes. This action scared the Black Shadow Palace West. If it was only single, it was not afraid of the old monster silver beard. The key is that its life is connected to Lin Mo. If Lin Mo dies, then it will not want to live alone.

"Boy, you haven't taken out anything. Don't lie to me. I recognize the fragments of the spirit storage crystal on the ground. There are so many fragments, at least about seven. There are corpse puppets below and a large number of crystals. You should have just made a lot of spirit storage crystals, right? Little girl, tell me, how many spirit storage crystals have you taken? If you don't say it, I will throw you into the corpse puppet." The old monster silver beard walked towards Luo Lin'er with a smile.

"I..." Luo Lin'er was so scared that she was trembling all over and couldn't help but blurt out: "One hundred, he got one hundred spirit storage crystals."

"So well-behaved."

The old monster silver bearded looked at Lin Mo, his smile calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "You are very unbearable, but because you have made so many spiritual storage crystals, I won't bother with you for the time being."

In desperation, Lin Mo could only let the Black Shadow Palace take out the remaining spirit storage crystals.

"A lot of damage was done, but fortunately there was some complete one." The old monster silver bearded put away Chu Lingjing with a smile. The slutty smile made Lin Mo and others very angry, but they couldn't do anything to this old monster silver bearded.

This old silver beard monster not only has a strong cultivation level, but also has a terrifying thought.

The number was determined from the spiritual storage crystal on the ground, and he directly asked Luo Lin'er, who had the weakest cultivation and will. These methods made Lin Mo and others very afraid, and at the same time realized that the Silver Bearded Monster was difficult to deal with.

Afterwards, a group of four followed the old silver beard monster toward the foggy area.

When they first came in, Lin Mo and his party did not encounter monsters or other cultivators, but they encountered many of them along the way. The old silver-bearded monster did not take action, but asked Lin Mo and others to take action to kill him.

Fortunately, Nan Mingwu and the other two have recovered a little. The cultivators they met were fine. Without hatred, both sides directly chose to avoid them. However, when they encountered monsters, they had to take action.

When Lin Mo and others couldn't deal with too many monsters, the old monster Silver Beard released its true energy aura and scared the monsters away.

Along the way, whether it was the valuable things on the killed monster or some spiritual medicines found by chance, they were all taken away by the old silver beard monster. Lin Mo and others worked hard all the way, but they got nothing.

At this time, a large area of ​​heavy fog appeared in the vision ahead, completely obscuring the front.

“There is a foggy area ahead.”

Nan Mingwu compared the map on the classics and said: "According to the classics, after entering the foggy area, you will reverse the direction and move towards the foggy area. You can reach it after walking for twelve hours."

"Boy, take a look, is there anything unique about this foggy area?" said Lin Mo, the old monster in silver beard.

Lin Mo looked carefully and couldn't help frowning. The foggy area seemed to be caused by changes in the terrain, but he didn't notice that there was momentum in it. This terrain was quite strange.

It seems real, but it is also very illusory.

"From the outside, it is difficult to identify, you must get it inside to know it." Lin Mo said.

"Okay, go ahead."

The old monster Silver Beard said this and continued, "Don't think of running away by yourself. These three little babies are still here. Once you run away, I will slap this beautiful little girl to death with one palm." As he spoke, he pointed to Guinan Mingwu.

Nan Mingwu glanced at Lin Mo, and Lin Mo also looked at him. The two looked at each other for a moment, then withdrew their gaze.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." Lin Mo said, and took the lead in stepping into the foggy area. As soon as he stepped inside, he was covered by a lot of fog, with a visible range of only about one foot.

Then, Nan Mingwu walked in, the old monster Silver Beard was in the middle, and Feng Wuji and the others followed the end.

In dangerous moments, being in the middle of the crowd is safer because no matter what happens in front and behind, you can immediately react.

Everyone started walking counterclockwise.

As they walked, everyone was looking around vigilantly in case of accidents.

After walking for nearly twelve hours, the road was extremely calm, and there were no monsters or any accidents. This made Lin Mo and others feel very strange, but it was okay that there was no danger.

The fog gradually faded.

"We're going out soon." Nan Mingwu said. After this period of recovery, the remaining poison in his body had been discharged, and his cultivation had recovered to a certain extent. Feng Wuji and the other two were about the same.

When we reached the end, Lin Mo already understood why he could not detect the existence of the momentum array. This itself is a secret realm, and not everything is real. These fogs are formed by the power of the secret realm, so even practitioners with extremely high attainments in the ancient Dharma pattern can find it difficult to identify the true direction.

As the vision became clearer, a magnificent palace appeared on the ground in the distance. Outside this palace, there were twelve giant swords cast from bronze.

These swords have different shapes. Because they have been too long, these giant swords have been rusted and look like they may break at any time.

"Twelve Emperors' Swords..."

Nan Mingwu looked at the twelve swords from afar, and his beautiful eyes showed an unconcealed excitement, "After the ancient times, the Xuanyuan Dynasty ruled the Eastern Region for countless ten thousand years, and twelve emperors have emerged. These twelve swords are the spiritual weapons of the twelve emperors, and they are also their sword spirits. After the death of the heirs of the dynasties in later generations, they will all build the swords of the twelve emperors to guard the tombs."

"What do you mean is this the tomb of Prince Xuanyuanming?" Feng Wuji couldn't help asking.

"It should be."

Nan Mingwu nodded and said, "According to the convention of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, only the heirs can pour the twelve emperor swords."

"Little girl, is there any danger here?" The old monster silver bearded stared ahead vigilantly.

"It shouldn't be. The Twelve Emperor Swords poured outside the tomb are places for sacrifices. As for whether there is any danger inside, I can't predict it." Nan Mingwu shook his head and said.

"You, keep walking forward." The old monster silver beard instructed Lin Mo.

Lin Mo did not speak, and after confirming that there was no danger in the west of the Black Shadow Palace, he walked towards the tomb.

After Lin Mo stepped into the area of ​​the Twelve Emperors Swords and there was no problem, the old monster Yinfeng urged Nan Mingwu to move forward, and he followed closely behind. As for Feng Wuji and the others, they could only keep up.

Just as the group completely stepped into the area of ​​the Twelve Emperors' Swords, the earth suddenly trembled.

The rust on the twelve emperor swords suddenly cracked, and sword lights covered the entire sacrificial area. The earth suddenly cracked open. Seeing this, the old silver-bearded monster immediately rushed out.

ah……

A scream came, and the old monster Silver Beard was slashed on his back by a sword light. A scar was deep enough to see the bone. At the same time, the true energy on his body became stronger and weaker.

At this time, the sword light cut past and everyone tried their best to avoid it.

But I still couldn't avoid it completely. Soon, both the exposed skin of Lin Mo, Nan Mingwu and others were cut through blood marks, and blood flowed down their arms.

The cracks spread and everyone fell into it...

In the blood that fell from everyone, Lin Mo and Nan Mingwu's low blood were suddenly sucked by a force that appeared out of thin air, and then a broken green ancient sword appeared.

Two drops of blood fell on the ancient sword...

Buzz...

The ancient sword made a crisp buzz, and the twelve emperor swords shattered one after another, and then two drops of blood melted on the ancient blue sword. The damaged parts on the ancient sword cracked one after another, as if they were transformed, and the ancient blue sword became brighter and brighter...

Deep in the cemetery, an old man with skinny knees was sitting cross-legged, covered in thick dust, like a mummy, without any vitality.
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