World of Cultivation

The 148th Festival

Boom!

The dull percussion sounds directly in the human heart. There is no imaginary explosion. There is no imaginary light splashing. The two groups of golden awns are like two groups of fires, colliding together and annihilating at the same time.

The South Gate Yang was trembled, and the golden scorpion anger increased a little more. He screamed: "Give it to death!"

In the hands of the big sword, the golden light is more prosperous, like a blazing sun. In a moment, even the round of the crescent moon over the big array has lost its brilliance and is dull!

"Broken Mountain Sword"!

The tip of the sword just squatted down, and the whistling sound of the golden sword tipping through the air began to fade. Suddenly, like a monster being torn, it suddenly made a very screaming scream!

The golden yellow swordsmanship is like a round of golden crescent moon, screaming with tears, slanting toward the soldiers!

Fu Bing's runes are brighter, like a worm swimming, in a vague face, the scorpions become extremely deep and deep, and there is always indifference.

"Heavenly war!"

The four words that are firm and low are spit out from one word and one word in Fu Bingkou, and lunge punches!

It’s another punch!

The golden fist-shaped light group came out of the hand, and the sound of the banging sounded like a magma that rushed through the depths of the ground, smashing the irresistible power, and banging it over!

Boom!

It was also a dull blast, and the ground suddenly trembled, and it shocked people!

Some of the original warriors changed their faces and began to go backwards.

The huge body of Nanmenyang was a tremor. The hair on his head was erect, like a wind blowing, undulating.

The two swords are unrecognizable, and the warfare and madness in the South Gate Yang Chest climb to the top! The golden glutinous rice burned up, almost turned into two golden flames, and the golden light began to shrink inward. There was a thin layer of ruthless gold in his body, and the thick golden awns wrapped in the sword of the giant sword in his hand. The throughput is uncertain, and if the flame beats!

It seems that the decisive battle is over, the silent squadron is full of bright and bright runes, like a worm, twisting and wandering along its armor, and quickly rushing to the right fist on the chest side.

The two majestic scorpions of Fu Bing are getting deeper and deeper, until nothingness, empty!

"Go to death!" The fierce roar was like a thunder on the ground. The blue-blue mist around him exploded and blasted around him. He centered on him and cleared a blank area with a diameter of one foot. The power of a drink, the mighty Joss!

He slowly pulled out! There is no whistling!

However, every muscle in Nanmen Yang seems to be beating with this sword. The sword just fell into the air, and the suffocating power has already crushed the ground!

"Natural war!" The low voice is big, but with a different kind of direct power to the heart, a firm belief with four words, filled with everyone's heart.

All the runes of the whole body poured into its right fist, and it was dull and full of light. The whole body, except for the more dazzling fists than before, the other parts began to blur, like a golden mist, which can be dissipated at any time.

Its movements are exactly the same!

Lunge punch!

A transparent fist sensation from his right fist, like a transparent crystal carved fist!

The fist did not hit the South Gate Yang, it flew halfway, when the South Gate Yang's sword slowly fell, blasted!

Boom!

This muffled sound is much lower than the previous two muffled sounds, but anyone who witnessed this fist and a sword, heard this boring thunder, and shook himself!

Hey! Nanmen Yang retired three steps, and the golden armor turned into golden light, and his look was a little bit weak.

And opposite him, the place where Fu Bing was just standing, nothing, nothing left!

"Good opponent!" Although Nanmenyang looked a little bit sullen, he couldn't help but cheer loudly. Some of his eyes looked regretfully at the place where the soldiers disappeared.

Just at this time, Yu Bai’s angry and hateful voice was introduced into the ears of Nanmenyang.

"South Gate Yang! I am fighting with you!"

In the corner of the ring of the moon, a blood was sprayed from the left, and the red blood was on the ground in front of him. It was shocking. He controlled the Fu Bing, the last sword of Nanmen Yang, far beyond his ability to withstand. He only manipulated the soldiers to deal with Nanmenyang, and he was also hurt by a blow. He could not help but feel the strength of Nanmenyang!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rubbed his teeth with a blank expression.

Savage! Just play with Xiaobai!

Strongly controlling the mental power of the disorder in the body, he gritted his teeth and continued to lay out the array.

Nanmen Yang and Fu Bing fight three times, and the defenders in the array are dazzling and swaying. This is a direct confrontation of complete violence, without any cleverness, without any dodge!

Many people are very upset. Although the strength of Nanmenyang is good, but because of its roots in grassroots, it is still not favored by many people. Most people just think that he has a good future. No one has thought that he has such a terrible strength.

I remembered the appearance of Nanmen Yang just like the **** of war. Many people could not help but feel cold.

But what they didn't even think of was another person, that is left!

Although the soldiers are rare, they are difficult to enter the eyes of these people. Most of the swords that are consumed like this are scorned. Of course, the most crucial thing is the power. None of the soldiers they have seen before have such a power!

The key is that the control of the soldiers is a repairer who only has a base period!

This almost subverts many of the fixed ideas in their minds.

The gap in the realm can not be changed by a single soldier. However, Zuo Mo did it, although only three strokes did not fall, but in the eyes of everyone, it is already a miracle.

So far, the weakest player in this year's test swords still has no appearance.

This undoubtedly reveals a message

- There is still a means to the left!

The big array is still motionless, and the auras that gather at the top of the South Gate Yang are all scattered and free to swim as before.

The surprising performance of Zuo Mo has aroused the interest of many people. Like Chang Heng, he just thought it was interesting to enter the array, but because of his strong performance, he had a great interest.

He is very curious, what can he do?

There are more than one person who has such an idea.

In the sky, the Wuling Sanren sneaked a little unexpectedly: "It's not bad, it can be hard to fight with Nanmenyang, and the soldiers are good."

Wei Fei also showed a different color in his eyes: "His gods seem to be quite powerful. This is rare. Isn't the empty sword gate good at practicing spiritual knowledge?"

"No gods, can't afford to play." Wuling scattered people look natural.

"This is true." Wei Fei nodded.

A small mouth behind the black gauze was almost closed, and the impact of the three notes that had just been spelled for her was too strong!

Unlike other people, she saw the spirited brothers of the Lingying faction used the soldiers when they left the spirits. Looks like the same soldier, but the power is different. She even suspected that this one soldier could kill three of the soldiers she had seen last time.

Perhaps, he really has any means, do not need to help himself...

For the first time, she was shaken about her own thoughts.

Suddenly think of the words that Lin Qian and his own words, shrinking in the sleeves, a handful of copper coins in the hands of the hands. At the center of the copper coin, one eye was carved. The eyes on the copper coins light up.

At the same time, the face of the yellow-faced man changed slightly, and the whole body did not move. The whole person suddenly became a stone, and there was no smell of people.

The copper coins in the hands of the prime are lit up and extinguished.

A stone in Su heart falls into the scorpion, and Lin’s brother is all good, and there are some doubts. She has been skeptical about the things that Lin’s brother said to the present. If it wasn't for Lin's brother to take out the token of the door, she estimated that a sword had passed.

"There was someone who used "Candle Eye"." Pu Yao suddenly popped out.

Zuo Mo has no time to deal with him: "As long as you are safe, no one can find out."

"You seem to have trouble." Pu Yao asked with interest. In his eyes, Zuo Mo is greedy and afraid of death, and has always placed his most important position on his own security issues. He has never seen this when he talks about security issues with Zuo Mo.

"This bunch of **** are falling down the stone!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed the sentence from his teeth. The movements on his hands did not slow down.

"You want to work hard with them?" Pu Yao obviously gloated.

Zuo Mo has been too lazy to pay attention to this allergic perverted shemale.

"You have a magic core, why not try to go to the magic core to mobilize the gods to control the array?" Pu Yao found this conscience.

Use the magic core to mobilize the control of the character array? Zuo Mo shook his head subconsciously: "The ring of the moon will be controlled by the completion of the seventy-two sub-array."

"You are not the only ring in the sky." Pu Yao does not think so.

Yes! Why didn’t you think about it?

Zuo Mo only felt that his eyes were bright, and he was caught in a great misunderstanding. He only wanted to complete the 72-day array of the Tianhuan Moon, and he forgot to slap his own.

This can be a huge scale!

"In fact, in addition to increasing the speed of your growth, the other use of the demon nuclear is distraction!" Pu Yao is so amazing. Like this, he actively teaches Zuo Mo without paying for the spar, but rarely sees it.

"Distraction?" Zuo Mo did not look at his eyes: "At this time, do you still want me to be distracted?"

"The so-called distraction means dividing your mind and mind into several parts, and at the same time doing their own duties and doing their own thing." Pu Yao faintly said: "The vast majority of demon will be distracted, and some demon, even With this ability, the real powerful demon can even subdivide his own knowledge into tens of millions of words, which is extremely powerful!"

However, Zuo Mo has not thought about how the Pu Yao is uncharacteristic at this time. He was shocked by the words of Pu Yao!

It was like a lightning bolt, just hitting his brain.

Distraction!

Separate the gods and at the same time perform their duties...

He has always regarded God as a whole, never thinking about separating the gods and doing different things at the same time.

He suddenly thinks of spiritual power, and spiritual power can be turned into zero. Is it true that spiritual knowledge is the same as spiritual power, and can it be zero?

Is it really ......

Zuo Mo did not stop his hands from the beginning until now, suddenly in the air!