"Master Tongtian is indeed the Master of Tongtian. His eyes are vicious and sharp. No wonder you were as weak as an insect back then, but you were appreciated by the Sword Immortal in White." Zhenjun Yuanwu raised his head and laughed, mentioning an old friend in his words.

"Zhenjun Yuanwu, although you are not born in this world, you know everything about the world." Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the other party with deep meaning.

Wan Zongliu once said that among the eight great demon immortals in the world, True Lord Yuanwu is the most mysterious.

This man is not only the previous master of Guixu, he also holds the [Demon Cauldron] and is one of the nine great cauldron masters in the world.

"Before, if we didn't go out, the solitary peak would be independent, and there would be no scenery outside the mountain. Now our old friends have faded away, and we no longer have the interest to live in this world."

True Lord Yuanwu's words were scornful, but the hair on the monkey's body stood up, and a rebellious look rose in his eyes.

The implication is that he is independent on the top of the mountain, arrogant and unparalleled in the world, and really has no rival.

"The toad yawned so loudly." The monkey sneered, already eager to try.

"Zhenjun Yuanwu, of course you are the strongest of the eight demons in the world?" Li Mo raised his hand and held down the monkey, and his interest suddenly arose.

"The Eight Great Demonic Immortals in the World... I don't know who came up with such a name. Except for the Sword Immortal in White, which is a bit of something, the others are not worth mentioning." Zhenjun Yuanwu said lightly.

"What do you mean, your magical power is still superior to that of the Sword Immortal in White?" Li Mo said calmly.

"What a pity, he is dead!" Zhenjun Yuanwu shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, I want to see who is the best demon immortal in the world today." Li Mo smiled, but the look he looked at Zhenjun Yuanwu was a little more different.

"Hmm? The Sword Immortal in White has transformed into a Taoist. Is it possible that you have the power to defy the heavens and can borrow another five hundred years from heaven to bring him back to life?"

Zhenjun Yuanwu raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Mo.

Rumble...

As soon as he finished speaking, a mysterious white light shot up into the sky. It was so bright and majestic that it shook the sky. It turned into a terrifying light and slashed forward.

"That's..."

The monkey's eyes were as focused as a thin line, and just now he saw clearly that Li Mo was holding a crystal-white scale in his palm.

That was a scale left behind by the sword immortal in white when he was on his deathbed.

"The sword intention of the Sword Immortal in White!? Did you raise it?"

The face of Zhenjun Yuanwu changed slightly. At this moment, the world seemed to turn into white, and there seemed to be a figure hidden in the sword light. His white clothes were fluttering, like a sword fairy.

"Mr. Bai Qiu!?"

Zhenjun Yuanwu screamed, and at this moment, he finally stood up.

In an instant, the vastness of the sky seemed to become incomparably small. He was like a giant, holding up the sky and stepping on the ground. His majestic body turned into countless particles and faced the white edge.

"Yuanwu Zhenjie!"

At that time, Yuan Sheng and Yuan Wu Zhenjun had not yet achieved supernatural powers, so they strayed into the gap between heaven and earth, and both saw a strange "Yuan" character.

It is this word "Yuan" that created the two masters Xuantian Qijue and Eight Demonic Immortals.

However, the paths taken by these two people are different.

The Yuan Sheng is the transformation of all dharmas into the original state, and it is the supreme power of nature.

True Lord Yuanwu integrated all the mysteries of that Yuan into this body. The Great Yuan is supreme, Zhenwu Xuanjie, and he has achieved the first place in that life skill.

Rumble...

The huge sound shook the heaven and the earth, and the world was completely blurred. Only the majestic figure of the giant was opening up the Hunyuan.

Two terrifying auras suddenly collided together, and the world began to open up and separate Yin and Yang.

Who would have thought that fifteen years later, two of the most terrifying beings among the eight demons and immortals in the world would finally collide and kill each other.

Buzz…

Just one breath, but it seems that after a long time, the world has returned to silence.

In the mountains and fields, the white scales fluttered and fell into Li Mo's hand.

True Lord Yuanwu still stood there, unmoving, but a touch of bright red melted between his eyebrows.

"The Sword Immortal in White... is indeed the Sword Immortal in White..."

"With the limitations of heaven and earth, the end of the law has not yet come, but his sword intention has already reached the level of harmony and achieved the immortal spirituality."

Zhenjun Yuanwu had a complicated look on his face. Looking at the scales in Li Mo's hand, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I lost."

"Although he is gone, he is still the number one demon immortal in the world." Li Mo looked calm and held the crystal white scales tightly.

"The sky and the earth can only connect to the sky, how can you see Luofu!"
Chapter completed!