At first glance, this is an extremely ordinary sword mark. Mo Tian slowly squatted on the ground and gently touched the sword mark on the ground with his fingers. The mark was about two inches deep into the ground, and the cut was straight. Neat and neat, not a trace of crookedness! But the traces were regularly falling into light pits vertically and horizontally, as if something was beating on them. What moved Queen Feini the most was that there were a total of seventy-two scratches on both sides of the sword mark. The gaps between each mark were simply impossible to distinguish with eyes! Only a master like Queen Fini can see it clearly. Here, there is a good swordsman who wielded a total of seventy-two swords, and these seventy-two swords were displayed together at almost the same instant. The interval between each sword would not exceed one thousandth of a second. . The changes and beats between each sword are another thing that makes people marvel and admire. "What a strong swordsmanship!" Although Queen Feini's tone was cold, there was a hint of admiration in it: "My husband, may you know who this sword wielder is?" Mo Tian frowned and shook his head gently: "I have heard in the past that there is a loose immortal named Luo Yun in West Kunlun. His skill has reached the level of Da Luo Jinxian. He uses a catkin sword. He is famous for his 'Seventy-two Catkin Slashes'. It's just that the sword marks here are absolutely perfect. It's not something that a Daluo Jinxian can pierceeven Luo Shangtianxian may not be able to do it." Mo Tian closed his eyes and thought for a while: "This is not the most surprising thing, even if it is really the catkin seventy-two. But the catkin sword technique has always been about being elegant and agile. You can see the concave and convex sword edge. But this man with the sword only stood in this place and slashed out seventy-two swords. This can only mean one thing! , there is something that makes him unable to move at all, and he doesn¡¯t even dare to move!¡± Mo Tian thought for a while, thinking that his current strength was already extremely strong, but how could he reach the peak of his sword skills? How can a person with a high level of magic power and at least one peerless sword in his hand be forced to stand there and swing the sword? Disaster! Disaster! too difficult! His fingers lightly brushed over the sword mark, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly. On this sword mark. There is also something that Queen Feeney cannot see resentment! The reason why Mo Tian was attracted to this sword mark was because he noticed the resentment emanating from it. And the depth of resentment was something Mo Tian had never seen before in his life! Just imagine. What kind of resentment is it to pin an eagle to the ground so that it can only peck rice with its beak? ! ¡°At least it¡¯s to the point where Meng Jiangnu cried about the Great Wall and the snow falling in June. So from this shallow sword mark. Mo Tian can see the original scene. A super swordsman with agile movements. Forced into a desperate situation, he exerted all his magical power to slash out the seventy-two swords that were the strongest in his life! Being agile but unable to move, having a body of cultivation but having to cling to it, what a tragedy this is! Mo Tian couldn't help but feel curious, what exactly happened here? And how could the immortal named Luo Yun stab out such seventy-two swords? There is also the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West, which is completely made of Dragon Broken Stone. What kind of devastating blow would it take to collapse to such an extent. Mo Tian even wondered if the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West had been lost. In the end, the people of West Kunlun simply refused to do anything and died together with the crazy immortal. Only then did he destroy the temple of the Queen Mother of the West. It¡¯s a pity that everything has turned into scorched earth. "Mo, I miss the Fire Country a little bit." Queen Feini suddenly became anxious. Perhaps she saw the tragic situation in East Heaven and West Kunlun. What will happen to the Fire Country? Although there are mostly ordinary humans in that desert, what if there are crazy crazy immortals from other lands who come to cause trouble? Mo Tian nodded, "Wait for me for a while, we will go to the Kingdom of Fire right away." His body moved and he suddenly plunged into the ruins. After a while, Mo Tiancai slowly walked out of the ruins with a disappointed look on his face. "The Treasure Pavilion has also been completely destroyed, and the contents inside have been looted. It seems that the Kunlun Temple was really captured by the crazy immortal." Mo Tian's mind naturally thought of the previous speculation that they both died together. Of course he didn't expect that all this was due to internal strife and a farce played by rational people. "Let's go to the Kingdom of Fire." When the two streams of light left West Kunlun, the rescued Zhao Ping and his party had just arrived. They had already regarded the sudden appearance of Mo Tian as a life-saving straw. In such troubled times, the wisest decision is to find a reliable backend. But when they saw the light flying into the distance in the sky, a sense of despair suddenly rose in their hearts, until a distant voice came. "If you want to live, go to the Hell Art Museum in the Bianhai District and tell the two bronze knights guarding the gate.?, Mo Tian asked you to be our guests. " Bianhai District? Hell Art Museum? Mo Tian? Zhao Ping felt that the name was familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere. Suddenly he exclaimed. Isn't he the one who fought against the three great human beings in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower? Mo Tian? ! The remaining West Kunlun Sanxian also looked at each other, looking at the south where the light disappeared, and they were hesitating Should they go or not? There was a huge small floating in the faint space. Island, if someone looks down on this small island from above, it will definitely feel very familiar. It is the earth! This island is like a flat world map, but the world only accounts for three-quarters of the entire island, and the rest is the earth! A quarter of them are floating in the air. They are all sacred places: West Kunlun, Mount Sumeru, the Eastern Heaven, the Egyptian Temple, the Vatican Temple, and scattered bits and pieces scattered throughout the world and the entire island! A miniature version of the earth, with various blessed places clearly marked. This is the strange place Mo Tian encountered in the desert, but what is different from that time is that now all the sacred places are almost red, alluring red. The light almost occupies most of the entire map. These red lights are still spreading, invading those places that have not been infected. The red color is where the crazy poison has taken over. Everything is inseparably connected, and everything that happens in the world will be reflected on this island! The whole world is shrouded in red light and looks extremely bright, but underneath this bright color is a sign of complete destruction. A huge golden condor spreads its wings and flies over the small island. Its huge wings are spread nearly a hundred meters, and its feathers are golden. In a pair of sharp eagle eyes, there is no divine light in the past. Instead, it looks at the underground. There is a faint feeling of fear in this island, and even the seven crests of different colors on its head look a little dim at the moment. Among the crests, Horus stands upright like a javelin. The most mysterious god of ancient Egypt, the brother of Anubis, the god of death, was originally the supreme god who saw through life and death in the world. At this moment, when I recall the crazy scene I saw not long ago, I am still trembling slightly. The red light on the island made his cheeks flush. Every time he sat on the island and soared with the condor, he always felt like I am the king of the world and the world is in my hands. But now. , he didn't even dare to look at the island below, because the red light of the island reflected in his eyes would make his eyes look a little red, which would remind him of those humans in the mortal world. Gosh! Stop thinking about it! Horus gently rubbed his eyes and finally opened the eyes of Horus. It will make him feel better. ¡°Aren¡¯t you used to it yet? " Horus's body trembled. At some point, a kind-faced old man appeared behind him. He stretched out his hand and patted his back gently. "Well But I think I will soon." You'll get used to it. "Horus nodded stiffly. He was called the Sun of Egypt. The temperature on the Sun Eagle and his body was at least a thousand degrees even in normal times. However, the moment this old man appeared next to him , Horus is like falling into an ice cellar! His back is wet with cold sweat! PS: Please give me two more recommendations!