"I ride on a horse..."

Master Ji roared and opened his eyes with difficulty.

roar……

At this moment, the hair on the little fox's body stood on end, standing up to the sky, and the sign on its neck shone brightly.

A terrifying shadow stood tall behind it, as if across the void, it had descended on this deserted bone burial ground.

The terrifying phantom was surrounded by an endless sea of ​​fire, scorching the sky. Even though it was just a phantom, the earth became scorched black, and everything around it seemed to be destroyed in it.

The little fox's eyes became ethereal, and only that terrifying shadow floated in the clear eyes.

"What I see is the spirit of the world..."

In the endless sea of ​​fire, the terrifying figure stared at the red storm in front of him and looked at Li Mo's figure.

Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide, and endless fire surged, like the sun pouring down on the world, scorching the world.

The shadows surrounding Li Mo made a harsh roar, like charred coals, melting into the blood-colored golden light, like a brand, engraved on the blade.

Buzz…

Almost at the same moment, all the visions disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light shot up into the sky, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky, revealing a bright moon in the sky.

Li Mo held the cutting blade and felt unprecedented power.

At this moment, its edge seemed to be truly revived, and a feeling like the beating of a heart came from the hand.

A red-gold mark appeared on the dark sword. It was ancient and mysterious, like a totem or a talisman. As it turned, it reflected the moonlight, but there was a shadow covering it.

"Spiritual soldiers... have finally been promoted to the level of spiritual soldiers."

Li Mo couldn't help but sigh, he could feel that the [Cut Blade] at this moment was more than ten times more powerful than before.

A terrifying coercion is hidden in the blade, lurking and slowly transforming.

"You really can't touch the things in Shenzong's forbidden area casually..." Li Mo let out a long breath, and felt scared when he thought about it just now.

The earthen jar in the Demon-Futing Palace was like this last time, and the devil blood gold this time is also like this.

Fortunately, he was blessed with great fortune, otherwise the ancestral grave would have been full of smoke no matter how much it smoked.

"Little fox..."

Li Mo glanced over from the corner of his eye and saw the little fox lying on the ground, its fleshy tail covering its body and breathing weakly.

He hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that he had just fainted, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened just now?"

At this moment, Master Ji rushed over in disgrace. Looking at the scorched earth everywhere, he couldn't help but ask.

Fortunately, such a big movement happened near Mingju in the eastern suburbs.

If it were in the capital, their family's ancestral property would definitely be gone.

Thinking of this, Master Ji couldn't help but trembled. Not everyone could bear the anger of their old man, especially him, the damage was doubled.

"Near miss but no danger."

Li Mo shook the [Cut Blade] in his hand, and the faint edge swayed on the sword.

Master Ji's complexion changed slightly, and he felt extremely dazzled. In an instant, he felt as if his spiritual sense had been cut off by a knife, and his eyes also felt a little stinging.

"There's something weird about your weapon."

"Nonsense, it is a spiritual soldier now."

Li Mo held the cutting blade and couldn't put it down. He had already made up his mind to sleep with her in his arms tonight.

"To become a soldier by channeling spirits, there must be some magic... What ability does it have?" Master Ji was curious and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. Let's study it later."

As he spoke, Li Mo thought, and the blade turned into a black line and disappeared.

"Um!?"

"Where did it go?" Master Ji couldn't help asking, his eyes widened.

"In my hair...hehe, it will be easier to carry around in the future." Li Mo said with a smile.

"As expected of the fusion of the Demonic Blood Sword, wishful changes... tsk tsk..."

Master Ji looked at Li Mo and couldn't help but show envy. To be honest, as the prince of Zhennan, he also had a spiritual weapon, but in comparison, it did not have the flexibility and changes of Li Mo's cutting blade.

"It's a good size, this thing should have other uses."

Master Ji touched his chin, looking thoughtful.

"I'm so happy that I won't keep you any longer. Go to bed early."

Li Mo said hello, turned around with the little fox in his arms, and escaped into the vast night.

"When you step on a horse and have a baby, you forget about your brother."

Master Ji cursed loudly, took a deep look at the direction where Li Mo disappeared, and turned around to leave.

…

That night, Li Mo held the cutting blade in his left hand and the little fox in his right hand, sleeping particularly soundly.

The next day, at dawn, Li Mo got up and left the yard.

The alluring aroma of bone broth covered dozens of weeping graves.

"Uncle Ma..."

Li Mo stretched out, looked at Uncle Ma who walked out of the hut, and raised his hand to say hello.

"Xiao Li..."

Uncle Ma glanced at Li Mo, his cloudy eyes seemed to be lifeless, he picked up the broom at hand and started sweeping the yard carelessly.

Li Mo saw this and was about to step forward to help when he heard Uncle Ma speak.
Chapter completed!