Chapter 968:

Chu Mo, with numb eyes, slowly flew across the sky. He didn't look to the earth. All the undead souls that often appeared on the earth were trembling, pressed by him at will, and soon collapsed into countless fog to catch up with him. Look like.
He is no different from the old man in the white robe at the time.
This process may be longer, one year, two years, three years... ten years, thirty years, fifty years... one hundred years... longer.
Chu Mo was already dead. He only died twice. After the second resurrection, he left, following the whimpering horn, swallowing infinite white fog in this vast world.
His strength numbs him more and more. The blankness in his expression has been dispersed, fatigue is no longer, and there is some calm, but this calm is not his inner peace, but a numb appearance.
He didn't know how many immortal souls he had absorbed. During these infinite years, he didn't stay for a while, he kept walking forward, and was swallowing it all the time, like the red-haired man, Chu Mo had more than 9 .
Every time he swallows this immortal soul, Chu Mo becomes stronger, and one of his pushes seems to have become his instinct.
Until one day, in front of Chu Mo, he saw the mountain. It was a huge mountain that soared into the clouds. Outside the peak, there was a giant snake dragon statue. The snake dragon's head dropped to the height of the sky, as if looking down on the earth.
The sound of the horn sounded leisurely from this mountain and the statue, and spread to the surroundings. The moment I saw the statue and the mountain, I felt a strong call in Chu Mo's paralyzed mind.
"The immortal battle soul...return..." The old voice echoed in Chu Mo's mind now, and that voice fell into Chu Mo's heart through ancient times and time, shaking his body.
His eyes were numb, and he moved slowly until he reached the bottom of the mountain, his body jumped up and landed on the giant snake dragon. (.)
In his heart, there was a guide for him to come to the scales of this snake dragon, pick one, sit there with his knees bent, and wait for the return of the immortal war spirit...
Chu Mo walked on the huge scales of this snake dragon, looking forward and looking around, the scales of this snake dragon were densely packed with hundreds of thousands of feet. One of them was sitting on the scales, and Chu Mo sat down on his knees. Above, looking forward, his expression is dumb.
This place is like where he belongs, this place is like the end of his walking around. The whimpering horn in the air is now clearer and clearer in his ears. This sound gradually gives him a sense of coma, and his eyes are gradually closed. The meaning of indescribable exhaustion is gradually submerged like a tide. However, at the moment when his eyes were about to be completely closed, Chu Mo's head lowered, and his afterlight fell on the scales under his body. It didn't look far away. There was a line that was messy and disorganized, obviously carved with fingers. word……
"I'm Chu Mo..."
These four words exist on the scales...
The moment Chu Mo's numb eyes suddenly shrank when he saw these four words, he was obviously in a daze for an instant, as if these four words had been turned countless times, whizzing past his mind.
He stood up almost instantly, staring at that line of words, his breathing was short, his heart was like a big wave, these words, at the moment he saw them, he felt very familiar, like... these four words, he Engraved! stop!
At the moment when Chu Mo's mind was shaking, suddenly, the old voice that echoed so far hovered between heaven and earth again. ……,
"The undead battle soul...return..." The moment this voice sounded, the scales under Chu Mo's feet soon heard a huge suction power. This suction power was completely unable to resist Chu Mo, just like him with strong power. , The source of its power comes from this statue, and the other party sends
Due to the eruption of his suction power, Chu Mo's body was instantly blurred, and a large amount of white mist radiated wildly from his body and was quickly absorbed by the scales under his feet.
The feeling of weakness filled all of Chu Mo’s mind and was in a trance before his eyes, but at all these dim and weak moments, Chu Mo’s brain was roaring. If lightning flashed in his mind, he would be at this moment, violently I remembered
He thought of what place this is, he thought of why he came here, he thought of his identity, he thought of snakes, thought of Jiu Yin, and all things.
He further thought of the curse and words of the nine yin candles.
"If you sink, I will annex the success of the resurrection. If you wake up, I will be happy to be annexed by the same clan, wish it will be born!"
"I won't sink, absolutely not! Stop! I am not an immortal war soul. I am... Chu Mo!" Chu Mo hissed on his back, his feet have disappeared. Most of his body is quickly transparent. Seeing him At the moment when he was completely absorbed and swallowed by this snake dragon scale, he suddenly lowered his head and used the remaining index finger of his right hand to exhaust the remaining power of the whole body, and wrote a line on this scale "Here is the candle of Jiu Yin Indestructible..." This word was written out anxiously at the moment Chu Mo disappeared after the four words "I am Chu Mo".
The moment he finished writing this sentence, the last boundary word was only half written, and his right hand turned into fog amid the roar. Together with everything in his body, at this moment, it became a white fog and was The scales absorbed cleanly.
Chu Mo, died and disappeared.
With his death, the peak became calm, and the snake dragon statue was still outside the peak, motionless, like a dead thing.
However, there are hundreds of thousands of scales on its body. Now someone walks on it and takes a closer look. On the more than 100,000 scales, one can see a sentence... the same handwriting.
"I'm Chu Mo..."
"I'm Chu Mo..."
"I'm Chu Mo, this is the nine yin of the candle..."
"The Immortal Realm..."
"I'm Chu Mo. I'm awake. I can't sink..."
"I am Chu Mo. It is the crisis of the snake. Only when I wake up can I save it..."
"I came from a barbarian in Chumo..."
"I am Chu Mo, heaven and earth, ice and fire..."
"I'm Chu Mo. Don't swallow the immortal soul. Don't swallow it..."
"Swallowed one, and finally can't do it..."
This kind of handwriting exists on more than 100,000 scales, most of which are only I have the four characters Chu Mo, and only a few scales have two lines of handwriting. I took a closer look and found that there are two lines of handwriting, obviously the time of engraving is quite different...
These are all carved with Chu Mo! No! Not only did he die twice, it only exists in his memory. In fact, this mountain, this statue, and the number of times he has come here have been countless times...
Every time he came, at the last moment his body turned into a white mist and was absorbed by the scales, reminding him that he had no way to resist, and he could only use this clumsy method to tell himself next time. Where is this place, what is your mission, what you want to do, don't sink yourself! ……,
This is a stupid and stupid method, and it is also a pitiful method. Similarly, Chu Mo's tenacity and determination can be seen from the handwriting of more than 100,000 scales, and his persistence and...crazy! No! This is Jiuyin's...the world of immortality!
On the vast ground, there is no strong sun, the surrounding light will always exist, not bright, not dark. On the white ground, there is a wisp of white mist floating, gradually forming a fuzzy figure of fantasy.
There was a figure like that, opened his eyes, his eyes were gray and blank, he was Chu Mo...
With the passage of time, the undead group around him moved forward with the sound of the horn, and slowly, after several deaths, he finally became the strongest among the group of immortal souls.
Step by step, as he continued to swallow, he gradually became stronger, gradually stronger, possessing a powerful force, one push and one grasp, together slowly, with the ability to fight silently, so that he can walk around the world and enjoy Comfort and strength after swallowing the immortal soul, eyes
The scales of snakes and dragons that came to this mountain, when the body dissipated, remembered everything, on the scales in front of the body, he wanted to leave unwilling despair words to the next self...
This may be a sentence, he can't see the next one, so there are too many scales on the ground...
But this is hope, this is what he can think of, the last hope... He doesn't want to sink, he must resist!
After a long time, Chu Mo came to this snake-dragon statue once during a death and rebirth, and once rumored that most of the hundreds of thousands of scales on this snake-dragon body were already made by him.
Most of them are carved with two lines, some are carved with three lines, some are carved with four lines, there are less than 30 scales, and five elements are carved...
"I'm Chu Mo..."
"This is the Nine Yin Immortal Realm of the Candle of Death..."
"The crisis of the snake, only if I really wake up can I save it..."
"Understanding the sky and the earth, ice and fire, and finding the pros and cons of oneself is the only way to leave here..."
"Don't swallow the undead soul, don't swallow one...don't, don't swallow..."