Unlimited Cultivation

Khan Mo, old man!

Hundreds of years of hard work were in vain, even if he escaped this time, Hanmo would never be able to be promoted to the **** level.

Because, the mouthful of golden blood that Khan Mo just vomited was the "source of God!"

The source of this **** is similar to the magic core formed by high-level monsters.

It was Hanmo who spent hundreds of years collecting the divine power of the Lord of Justice and condensed it.

This is also one of the reasons why many monks believe in the main god. Through pious beliefs, they have long collected such a tiny bit of divine power contained in the main god's favor.

Through the accumulation of time, condensed into the source of the gods, as the basis for one's promotion to the **** level master.

With this source of gods, most monks with ordinary qualifications have such a glimmer of hope to advance to a god-level master.

Khan Mo spit out his source of God, and merged with his golden hook sword, although the attacking power greatly increased in a short time.

However, throughout his life, Hanmo could no longer condense into the source of gods.

This means that Han Mo, who could not be promoted to a god-level master, fell after his few lifespans.

At this time, the team that entered the Tiansha City, only the old wizard, Cummings, Lu Jie, and Han Mo were still alive.

"Young Master, go!

Kurt wants to kill you all! "

At this point in the battle, the four had clearly seen that the two attacking were two fourth-level cloud catchers.

And another four-level cloud catcher was standing with his hand not far away, faintly sealing all the four people's retreat to the outside of the mountain.

The four of them wanted to escape, but they had to flee towards the mountain where there were more cloud beasts and more dangerous.

Khan Mo yelled wildly, the whole person seemed to be desperate, he had completely given up the defense, the brilliant golden light, as if crossing the endless universe, drew the eyes of the two directly.

Although the two fourth-level cloud catchers could kill Hanmo with a single blow, they were not sure to avoid Hanmo's mortal blow to his own eyes.

The fourth-level cloud catching Yuanyuan watching by the side has a pinch, two rubbish!

Even a few nether cultivators couldn't handle it.

"I **** your ancestor!"

Half of the constant fruit tree has entered the Shenfu Lao Qian swearing.

This curse was not because of the casualties and hard fights of a few people on the shore, but because the old Qian saw a dark shadow, and he rushed over the sky like a rush, and rushed towards him.

The old money with great skill has already seen clearly, this guy is Hezuo, the big celebrity who has recently become popular in front of Lord Kurt.

Hai Zuo, but a fifth-level cloud catcher!

It's a little too shameful to come to deal with myself.

At this time, there is still a small part of the constant fruit tree that has not been collected into the gods. If you want to escape, you must first fully collect the constant fruit trees into the gods, and then collect the three-color spiritual roots into the gods, so that you can run without hindrance. road.

However, at the speed of Haizuo, when he finishes all this, he might have broken into several paragraphs a long time ago.

Hai Zuo, the timing is really good!

Lao Qian understands that the time has come for life and death.

Since you can't hide, let's fight!

Suddenly, in the eyes of the old money, everything disappeared.

There was only the black shadow leaping towards him.

Within the black shadow, Hezzo's arrogant face was clearly visible.

With a wave of his hand, the golden net power condensed! A blue-black light knife slashed towards Qian Xing indefinitely.

In the indomitable momentum, there is also a certain long-term and profound, and beat all doubts and confusions.

It can be said that no matter which direction the old money is evading, it will be enveloped by the blue-black sword!

On the head of the old money, the three-color Linggen suddenly shined brightly!

The ash-gold sword energy burst out in an instant that would destroy the world and the ash-golden light, illuminating the world, shining the minds of all creatures, and passing a mysterious arc in the air, heading toward this blue-black sword. .

This is not over yet, one, two, three, four, five, gray-gold rays of light, bursting out dazzling gray-gold rays one after another, tracing a mysterious arc in the air, with an unpredictable weirdness, and The aura that destroys everything blasted towards the blue-black blade light and his master!

"court death!"

Seeing that the old money didn't have time to escape, he had to choose to fight with himself, Hai Zuo's face showed a smug smile.

Once he saw the sharp sword spirit of the old Qian, Hai Zuo understood that in this complicated environment, he was more than enough to escape.

Hai Zuo is a man with deep thoughts, he just chose this opportunity to make the move, so that this person from the lower realm who practiced extremely fast is inevitable, and he can only make one pass!

The first grey-gold sword gas touched the blue-black sword light!

Road ripples floated in the air leisurely!

The blue and black knife mans actually point to both sides!

Was split by the gray gold sword aura!

However, the blue-black sword that was split by the gray-gold sword aura condensed without dispersing, still splitting into two strands and moving forward!

The sharpness of the gray and gold sword aura is far better than the blue and black sword light. The blue and black swordsman issued by the fifth-level cloud catcher is far stronger than the gray and gold sword aura. This has created the situation at hand!

In the stern whistling sound, one after another gray and gold sword aura slashed on the blue and black sword light!

Waves of sword momentum, with weird angles, finally slashed the blue and black blades into bursts! Beater

Six ash gold sword auras, there are two remaining, under the control of Muqian, one together!

Has been unavoidably cut to the front door of Hai Zuo!

Hezo was furious!

"Mine has reached the level 5 cloud catching strength, are you afraid that you won't be a netherr?"

Hazuo didn't believe that a man from the lower realm who was in the middle of the apprenticeship of the cloud catching, had only cultivated in Izumo Town for more than a year, and he really could do anything to himself.

Hai Zuo's right fist is like a huge floating continent!

It hit two gray-gold sword lights heavily!

Two concubines suddenly exploded in their golden sword spirit!

In a dazzling brilliant gray golden light!

"Ah" this is impossible! "

He Zuo's screams of surprise and surprise spread all over the catty instantly. By the lake!

Even the two cloud catchers who smashed Khan Mo’s desperate offensive and Lu Jie’s red light rune into pieces, were about to kill Khan Mo, who was declining, and stopped in amazement, looking at the middle of the lake. Hezo!

After the "Boom" loud noise, the purple worms were shaken to pieces!

Five-level cloud catch, above Hai Zuo's right fist, as far as the wrist, there is no trace of flesh and blood!

There are only five phalanxes and wrist bones clenched into fists!

The finger bones and wrist bones are as crystal clear as white jade, shining with the brilliant light of jade!

This is the golden net body of Level 5 Cloud Catching!

The skeletal hair has been trained to the extent of being truly as hard as a gold net!

On the phalanx and wrist bones that were made into a fist, only a few scratch marks were left!

Hai Zuo stared straight at his right fist, his lips trembled, his expression unbelievable!

The two sides on the shore were fighting, including the three four-level cloud catchers, and their mouths opened into a circle.

Is this monk called Lao Qian a monster?

Or did you hide your strength when entering Izumo Town?

Otherwise, how could it be possible to have practiced for more than a year, and even injured the fifth-level cloud catcher?

Taking advantage of this heaven-sent opportunity, the old money finally collected the constant fruit tree in his own divine mansion!

The three-color strange tree finally followed it into his own divine palace.

You can finally get away!

In the experience of Lao Qian against the enemy, this is the first time he has used the three-color spiritual root of the main soul, and he has sent out six consecutive gray and gold sword qi.

Moreover, these six gray-gold sword auras, but integrated the sharpness of the fluctuation of the gold net.

Even so, it just broke all the flesh and blood on Hai Zuo's right hand!

If the opponent on the opposite side changes to a monk at the level of Ancestor Nest, I am afraid that several Ancestor Nest will be sent to see King Hades himself.

Hai Zuo roared!

This time it was a left fist!

Dao blue and black knife light, with a thunderous momentum, is a flash!

The space has been cut through, and he slashed the old money's waist.

The angry blow of the fifth-level cloud catch is enough to draw a deep trace in the space of the endless sea of ​​clouds!

"Farewell, Izumo Town's Jincai fluctuates!"

Old Qian sighed a pity, his figure shook, he was already tens of meters away.

I couldn't kill these cloud catchers, and as these people returned, my cultivation base had soared strangely in such a short period of time, which would inevitably attract the attention of the senior officials in Izumo Town.

Izumo Town, I can't go back!

Once I left Izumo Town, there was no gold net fluctuations, and the Golden Net Lingyun Art was no longer useful.

The blue and black blades flashed past, and the eight constant fruit trees were swept by the aftermath of the blue and black blades, and the tree body and the constant fruit were shocked into red powder!

The aftermath of the blade light made the old Qian tens of meters away shine, and countless golden and pink petals suddenly opened up on their own.

"Ah, no

Three clouds catching by the pond, seeing that eight constant fruit trees were destroyed, at the same time they looked shocked and shouted.

Hezuo immediately recovered some sanity from his fury, and saw that the eight permanent fruit trees were destroyed ~www.readwn.com~ and did not chase the old money, but flashed his body and retreated back.

However, a shadow flashed before Hai Zuo's eyes!

Haizuo seemed to feel that every bone in his body seemed to be shattered. He only felt that the sky grew rapidly in front of his eyes. Then, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

In the eyes of everyone, they only saw Hai Zuo suddenly resembling a rag doll, drawing a big arc in the sky in an extremely exaggerated posture, and fell down towards the distance.

Knowing this, a figure slowly appeared in the place where Hezuo had just stayed.

This was a young man in a gray robe, his face pale and thin, and his eyes, like two groups of gray flames, were beating.

"I have told you so many times that you can pick fruit, don't destroy the fruit tree!

Stupid humans!

You destroyed the fruit tree, what did others eat?

Go and die! "

The pale face of the gray-robed young man roared, his slender and pale hands gestured excitedly in the air.

In an instant, the old Qian felt he could not move!

Suspended in the air like this, his whole body seemed to be held down by the Wanjun Mountain Range, and he could not move.

The left leg was still in the air, maintaining a ridiculously raised position.

In the corner of the eye, the seven people on the shore were the same, even maintaining the posture of shooting, unable to move!

"Different...is" me"

Old Qian made a difficult excuse from his throat!