Mo Yu was unmoved at all and said lightly: "If you want to die, you should hand over the sword silkworm from me first."

Xingcai felt his increasingly unkind breath, coughed awkwardly, opened a crack in his eyes, and crawled up, and said dryly: "Master, you are already comparable to the fourth step supreme, and there is another treasure like a sword silkworm, do you see..."

Mo Yu sneered, "I like the Colorful Divine Light Tower too."

Xingcai was as if he was hit hard, and his face instantly turned gray, like an eggplant hit by frost, listless. But soon, he changed his mind and realized that the evil star only said that he liked the Colorful Divine Light Tower, but did not block the words. Could it be that... his mind turned, and his face quickly showed his spirit.

"Well! I shouldn't be tempted by what my master likes. Xiaoxingzi, of course, I shouldn't be tempted anymore. However, this colorful divine light tower needs to be coordinated with the Daluo divine talisman to exert its strongest power. Even if you get it, it's useless. Why don't I use other treasures and exchange them with you?"

Mo Yu stretched out his hand, "Take a sword and silkworm first, and then talk about these things."

Xingcai grinned his teeth, looking like his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were in pain. He took out a jade box from the trembling self-storage ring.

"Hmph!" Mo Yu raised his hand and took the jade box away. He opened the sword silkworm that was pure white in it, and there was a sword shadow flowing on its back.

Apart from that, there is nothing strange.

"Is this a sword silkworm?" Mo Yu was very suspicious of Xingcai's character.

Xingcai hurriedly said, "Of course, I have a few brains to deceive you, my master! As long as you look at your divine thoughts, you will know the truth or the false."

Mo Yu poked out a trace of divine thoughts when he heard this, and was shocked. This sword silkworm, which was only the length of a little finger, had a huge altar inside his body. Although it was just a phantom, it released an extremely ancient aura of time, which was obviously impossible to fake.

Covering the jade box, putting it in the storage ring with his backhand, Mo Yu turned around and walked, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared instantly, only a calm voice sounded in the air.

"You have figured out what to use to exchange for the colorful divine light tower of my seat. I'll be back soon."

Xingcai looked at his departure direction and gritted his teeth. It was not your colorful divine light tower, it was obviously mine! It was mine! But even though he was angry, it was absolutely impossible to retrieve the colorful divine light tower without paying some price.

Xingcai began to worry again. What kind of exchange should Mo Yu use? What kind of thing is too shabby, but he couldn't bear to give up the good baby.

For a moment, I almost pulled all my hair!

...

Bang—

A large chaotic fog exploded suddenly and swept out like a tide, forming a temporary blank area here.

The next moment, Mo Yu's figure stepped out of nothingness. Without hesitation, he raised his hand to take out the jade box containing a sword silkworm, with a solemn expression.

A sword silkworm is a strange insect in the world. It can swallow the power of a sword into the body. Every ten years, the power of this sword doubles. After a hundred years, a sword silkworm matures, and it can obtain 1,024 times the power of a sword. It is the most terrifying killing weapon in the world!

Since you have obtained a sword silkworm, the sooner you cultivate the better. After a hundred years, you will have a powerful trump card for killing all directions.

Mo Yu's eyes showed a trace of expectation. With his current comparable to the fourth step of cultivation, the sword he slashed out with all his strength was absorbed by a sword silkworm. I wonder how terrifying it would be!

However, this sword could not be cut out at will. His face showed a deep thought, and he quickly showed a decision and spoke slowly, "Li Changge met the sword cultivator in his life. Although this person died, the taboo power of his sword was obtained by me, and he could use his nine sword swords. Today, I will take the power of the ninth sword and swallow it with a sword silkworm!"

He raised his hand, and the dark red Xuanhuang Sword appeared in the sword sound, and he slashed forward casually.

boom--

The endless chaotic fog was like an endless ocean, which was cut open by the entire slash and divided into two.

The intent of the sword is so great that it looks down on all directions!

As soon as the sword fell, Mo Yu kept raising his hand, and when he raised his hand, he tear a crack open again on the chaotic fog that was cut open.

After that, the third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword... and the sword attacked with one sword, the sword became stronger and stronger, and the terrifying aura shook the entire Chaos Realm.

...

On a large island, there is a sect on the island called Hanhai Sword Sect. All the cultivators of this sect practice swords. Although they rarely walk in the Chaos Realm, their sect's foundation is enough to dominate one area.

At this moment, a mountain standing in the Hanhai Sword Sect collapsed at this moment, revealing a giant sword inserted into the island. The majestic sword light gushed out, as if it was about to struggle to fly away.

The monks of the Hanhai Sword Sect were shocked, but before they could react, all the long swords in this sect suddenly flew out on their own, roaring into the sky, surrounding the giant sword inserted into the earth, forming a vortex of swords.

All the sword tips were facing downwards, revealing a sense of awe and surrender, as if to the supreme emperor, expressing his respect.

An old ancestor of Hanhai Sword Sect broke through the pass. He looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked look and murmured: "In the Chaos Realm, a strongest swordsman finally emerged."

He looked at the big sword in the mountain that was struggling violently, and a trace of reluctance flashed across his face, but he soon sighed, "The ancestor once left a message that this sword comes from an unknown place and cannot be controlled by the Haohan Sword Sect. When the time comes, there will naturally be monks taking it away... Forget it, I have been exposed to the benefits of this sword for many years, and today I will give you freedom."

He stepped under his feet, and the formation that bound the great sword in the mountains in the depths of the Hanhai Sword Sect suddenly stopped operating.

boom--

The great sword flew out of the island without any pause. After tearing open the island formation, it flew into the chaotic fog!

...

The Ninth Sword!

Mo Yu raised his hand, and in his mind, his life's cultivation process emerged. From the Four Seasons City, on the Black Stone Road, silently running on the black stone road, little by little to today.

This process seemed extremely slow, but in Mo Yu's memory, it only took a few breaths.

When his memories ended, the Xuanhuang Sword in Mo Yu's hand happened to be lifted to the highest point.

boom--

Xuanhuang’s sword falls!

This sword cut out Mo Yu's strongest power, and also contained the powerful will formed in his mind and practice throughout his life.

The entire chaotic space suddenly stopped at this moment, as if everything was suppressed and imprisoned.

Maybe in one breath, maybe a thousand years, time is stretched infinitely and becomes blurred.

Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and the jade box in his hand roared out, landing before the sword.

Bang-

Before the sword fell, the jade box was broken and turned into powder.

A sword silkworm in the jade box suddenly opened its eyes, and a faint light burst out from its eyes, forming a vortex on its forehead.

Swallow the power of the ninth sword in one bite!

The next moment, its eyes closed again, and its back flowed and its sword shadow quickly condensed, turning into a posture of holding a sword and slashing down.

Although it is vague, it can still be seen that this figure is Mo Yu.

Completed!

Mo Yu's divine thoughts instantly popped out and entered the world inside the body of a sword silkworm. On the phantom of the ancient altar, there was a terrifying sword shadow standing.

The terrifying aura was the ninth sword of Li Changge who had slashed out before him!

A trace of sword intent poured out from the altar and continued to merge into the ninth sword, making its breath continue to increase at a clear and sensible speed.

A strange color flashed across Mo Yu's face. He dropped his divine thoughts on the altar, wanting to find out what strange things it is that it can continuously provide sword intent and enhance the power of the ninth sword.

The moment the spiritual consciousness fell, a blurred image automatically appeared in his mind, as if in a huge valley, countless long swords were floating in the air, each of which spewed out billions of sword lights!

Just a glance made Mo Yu's head hurt, as if he had been nailed into an iron nail, and his soul was about to be torn apart. He was shocked and hurriedly took back his divine thoughts. His body shook for a while. After a long time, he barely recovered and his face turned pale.

Where exactly is the altar in the body of the sword silkworm communicating? With his current cultivation level, if he just peeks at it, he will suffer this backlash. If it were someone else, he would be crushed directly!

Mo Yu looked solemn, took a deep breath, brushed his sleeves and took back a sword silkworm.

But the fourth step is indeed the peak in this world, but it is nothing before the secret he touches.

Without mentioning the mysterious realm after death, the realm is the immortal world, and there are so many terrifying existences with great cultivation.

Compared with this, he is far from qualified to be proud and complacent!

After Mo Yu merged with the power of taboos, a trace of slackness that arises in his subconscious mind quietly dissipated at this moment.

His eyes showed firmness, and he was about to turn around and leave, but his brows frowned slightly and looked up at the front.

A sharp aura was approaching at an astonishing speed. This was... a great sword!

Although the aura of this sword was sharp, there was no murderous intent. Mo Yu was not wary of it. His mind was turning, guessing that the arrival of this sword might be related to the nine swords he had slashed out in succession before.

Without waiting for him to think about it, with a "boom", the violent chaotic mist in front of him burst out, revealing the figure of the big sword.

It is thousands of feet in size, wide and thick, but it has a terrible aura that can tear everything apart.

Mo Yu glanced at him and realized that the sword was quite good. He even had a sense that the terrible aura revealed by the sword was only one percent of its true power... No, it was definitely not one percent, it would only be lower!

This sword must have a great origin.

When it appeared here, the sword stopped moving, and even the aura emitted slowly converged.

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly and suddenly said, "My name doesn't know where you came from, and why you came to me, but if you want to leave with me, shrink your body."

The great sword trembled gently, and the volume quickly contracted. During this process, countless complex textures appeared on its surface.

This texture is actually surrounded by a trace of fairy spirit, which gives Mo Yu a feeling that it is somewhat similar to the Daluo divine talisman written by Xingcai.
Chapter completed!