Chapter 907： fourth sword

The previous life skills were quite attractive to Yu Mo. He pondered for a long time, but he didn't have a definite answer. Only when that day came, everything would come to light.

"I haven't fully digested the memory of Tianmosheng. It's better to digest some of his memory first, and then study that sword."

The two leaders of the Devil's Body, the Devil's Body, and the Righteous Way, have made great achievements and are very inspiring to Yu Mo.

Thousand Illusions Divine Art is a magic method, I don't know if Heavenly Demon Sage has relevant memories of Thousand Illusions Divine Art.

The memories of Tianmosheng are like bright stars scattered in Yu Mo's brain.

Yu Mo has digested a lot, but due to the limitation of his skill, there is still a part of it floating around. Now that his skill has greatly increased, it is the best time to digest his memory.

As soon as he thought about it, his soul swallowed a bright spot of light, and a memory immediately appeared in Yu Mo's mind.

Yu Mo refused to come, and kept devouring the memories of Heavenly Demon Saint.

This time, there was no obstacle. Looking at the fewer and fewer spots of light, he couldn't hide his excitement. Instead of checking the specific memories first, he wanted to devour all the memories in one go.

When the last memory was swallowed up, Yu Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got his wish.

"Hey, Heavenly Demon Sage, you have been in my mind for so long, spying on my secrets, and now you will really reveal it to the world, and there are no more secrets."

Yu Mo excitedly checked all his memories.

Tianmo Shengguo is really a cultivation genius, as can be seen from his memory, he has perfected the cultivation of the upper-level demons and killed many elite masters in the demon race.

When he saw the picture of him and the masters in the Demon Race challenging, Yu Mo's heart beat faster, the Demon Race is indeed a Demon Race, the challenge turned out to be a life-and-death struggle, and in the end only the living can win.

No wonder the Sacred Heart of the Devil is ruthless. There is a reason for this. This is the result of years of training. Ordinary people will never be able to do this without his experience.

In the end, during the battle between the righteous and the demons, the demon saint attacked and killed his beloved righteous woman, which ordinary people can't do.

Yu Mo looked at Tianmosheng's memory a little bit, and he did gain a lot. Although he didn't need to practice every kind of exercise, he broadened his horizons and knowledge, which would be of great benefit to future cultivation.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, he noticed a memory.

Heavenly Demon Sage once met a person, this person is an important task in the Demon Race, and even Heavenly Demon Saint does not know his specific identity, because she has thousands of identities, and she may be anyone.

Because she is cultivating the Thousand Illusory Divine Art.

Countless people died in her hands, and her cultivation was naturally incomparably high, and even Heavenly Demon Sage was no match for her.

Tianmosheng only met this person in a hurry and did not fight, but Tianmosheng felt the pressure of Mount Tai, and he would never forget it.

hiss!

Yu Mo took a deep breath.

There is no doubt that Qianhuan Divine Art is a magic art, and it is a powerful magic art at the very top. That person has a very special identity in the demon clan, and Qianhuan Magical Art will naturally not be spread casually. Gu Ziqing practiced Qianhuan Magical Art in his previous life. What is her identity then?

Yu Mo couldn't figure it out.

"She must have been a member of the Demon Race in her previous life, and her status is very important."

He couldn't digest this information for a long time.

"Don't tell her first, otherwise, she will definitely be upset, which may not be a good thing."

Yu Mo continued to explore the memory of Tianmosheng. When the exploration was over, Yu Mo was shocked because the memory was interrupted.

Yu Mo once thought that these memory fragments were the memories of Tianmosheng's life. Once he devoured all the memories, he could fully understand Tianmosheng's life.

It now appears that he was wrong.

This is only part of his life memory.

For example, in the end, why was he suppressed?

Yu Mo tilted his head, pondered for a long time, patted his thigh, and suddenly realized: "With the cultivation of Tianmosheng, it is impossible for someone to deliberately erase his memory, it can only be said that these memories are incomplete, and these memory fragments belong to him. The soul of the gods, that is to say, the soul of the demon and holy spirit that was hidden in my mind at the beginning was not complete."

Yu Mo was stunned, because he had never thought about such a problem.

A person's soul can be divided into many parts, doesn't it mean that Tianmosheng has other souls, but they are just hidden.

Heavenly Demon Saint is not dead!

In other words, he didn't really die.

Some souls can also be revived.

A gust of cold air rose from Yu Mo's feet, reaching the top of his head, making his whole body cold.

"Tianmosheng, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, you are too cunning. You really don't have a truth, and you don't even have a truth to death. You still hide other souls, and when you are resurrected, it will definitely not be good for me."

Yu Mo shook his head and smiled wryly, under great pressure.

But he couldn't find out where he hid his other souls from the memory of Tianmosheng. Even if he knew the truth, it wouldn't help.

"Wait, maybe I will see you again in the future. I have to practice hard. When I see you again in the future, I will have the power to protect myself. Otherwise, I will definitely be squeezed by him and not even the **** will be left."

After a long time, he calmed down and concentrated on studying the sword.

At this moment, this sword has changed in his eyes, as if he has finally come up with a clue out of thousands of threads, making him a treasure.

"Tianmosheng has also practiced swordsmanship. I look at his memory. Although he has not practiced his swordsmanship, he has increased his horizons and knowledge. Therefore, when I look at this sword again, there will be new changes."

"Tianmosheng, you tried to take my house, but you didn't succeed, but it was cheap for me. Next time I see you, should I thank you first?"

Yu Mo laughed playfully.

Following this thread, he stripped a sword technique from it.

A sword light flew out from the sword that penetrated the black prison, and in an instant, the sword light made a big splash in the brain.

Yu Mo was well prepared, and he kept the sword firmly in his heart, not letting go of any changes in detail.

After a while, the sword light dissipated, and the sword also disappeared, leaving nothing.

But Yu Mo kept it firmly in his heart.

He raised his hand, the blood blade started, and he moved like a dragon.

Swish!

There is only this sword, but when this sword is stabbed, there are thousands of changes, which is completely different from the swordsmanship of Wanxueguizong, and its power is even better.

At the same time, Jianwan was spinning rapidly, and the small swords merged into the changes of this move, making the changes of this move even more difficult to fathom.

In the end, these changes condensed together and turned into a scorching sun, hanging high in the air, and terrifying divine might descended from the sky, covering the world.

If the enemy falls into this sword, it is like falling into a quagmire.

"This is the fourth sword technique I learned."

Yu Mo was excited. He just learned a trick from scratch. He didn't have a name for this trick, so he decided to name it himself.

"Actually, the Wanxue Guizong swordsmanship that I practiced has already been reborn, and the Wanxueguizong swordsmanship no longer exists. It has become my own swordsmanship. It is better to take a sword that belongs to me together with the fourth move. legal name."