World of Cultivation

The fifty-fifth section

Suddenly moved to Luo's side, and Luo was secretly vigilant.

"You are the brother of Zuo Mo?" Su decided to do it himself. The soft rice zombie has not yet responded to it. Soft rice zombies don't matter to victory, but she can't.

"Yeah." Luo was a little surprised.

"One person, one." Suddenly speaking very fast: "I pick the ghost wind."

Luo is more surprised, is it a friend of Zuo Mo? Is it true or not? His mind turned fast and heighed the gains and losses.

He secretly guarded, but he did not hesitate in his mouth: "Well, I pick the yellow face." Although it is impossible to judge the true and false, no matter from which angle, it is harmless to him.

Both sides are on the verge of opening.

The conversation between the two people, the other three also heard clearly.

Chang Heng was indifferent, the yellow-faced man smiled and the ghost wind disappeared directly in place.

Everyone has a tacit understanding in their hearts. They are looking for a place to catch up on the fire. They only stay in the same place, and the halo that looks up at the top of the head is in thought.

Zuo Mo did not pay attention to what was going on in the battle. After he made up his mind, he did not waver.

The injury in the body has a great influence on him. When the spiritual power is running, he has a little more stagnation. After practicing the "Spirit of the Sun", he has not tasted the pain of God's injury for a long time. But in the previous two wars, even the best knowledge he knew was not spared.

This is the result of fighting across borders, and even with the help of the power of the array, he is inevitably injured.

But if you only look at the surface, no one will think that he has hurt the meridians. His gaze is focused on peace, quiet and quiet, without a trace of distracting thoughts. Although the **** is not as fast as lightning before, it is also like flowing water, giving another beauty.

In the sky, Wuling Sanren could not help but feel: "This child will become a big weapon!"

Wei Fei also showed the color of appreciation: "You can build a base, and block the South Gate Yang full force three swords, seriously hurt Zong Mingyan, enough pride! God really loves the empty sword door, one Wei Sheng, one left Mo, A hundred years of worry!"

I don't know why, the Wuling scattered people suddenly sighed: "It's a pity, it's not a good time! Under the nest, you have finished the eggs? Such talent, if you die, it is a pity!"

Wei Fei laughed happily: "I have disagreements with the scattered people. Because they are talented, they need to be tempered. In the chaos of the world! No troubles, no hard-working heroes!"

Wuling scattered people heard the words, hehe ridiculed: "Wei Laodi is right, old, I am really old."

There is no distracting thought in the heart, no heart to win, peace and harmony, the speed of the left Mobu array is unexpectedly greatly improved. Almost without thinking, the material slides between the fingers, and the law is naturally shaped and rounded.

In a short time, the Tianhuan Mooning Array of the 72nd Array was completed!

He looked at all the big battles in front of him, some couldn't believe it, and some thought.

Seriously wounded, coma woke up, my heart from stirring to peace. At first, I was full of expectation, and I was eager to win. I hoped that I would only seek to hurt the enemy, and then I would focus on nothing at all, and I would have no experience of winning or losing. In a short period of time, he seemed to have experienced it for a long time.

He stood in a row, like a clay sculpture, motionless.

At the top of the main peak, the battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping is still going on.

Wei Sheng’s vision was **** and blurred. He was covered in countless sword wounds, and the blood that flowed out soaked his clothes, blurred his face, and became a blood man!

Many viewers who watched the test did not have the heart to watch it at this time. Even Tiansongzi couldn’t help but run over and asked if he would stop the test. Qi Yuan did not stop the test, but he clenched his fists and his nails fell deeply into the flesh without knowing it.

Gu Rongping is also not good. He has three sword marks on his body. The three sword marks are not deep, but the blood is still wet on his chest. His sword is still as arrogant as before, and there is no trace to follow, but the onlookers can easily detect his weakness.

No one will think that Gu Rongping’s strength is not good, and it’s natural to be so weak.

Gu Rongping also knew that his situation was getting worse and worse, but he couldn't help it. Before an hour, Wei Sheng has been bruised and bruised, but an hour has passed, and Wei Sheng is still struggling. He seems to be falling down at any time, but he has not fallen. Every time Gu Rongping feels that he can add another force, he can knock down the other party. When he tries his best, he finds that in addition to leaving a sword wound in the other side, there is no gain, and the other party can still block.

Without waiting for Wei Sheng to fall, Gu Rongping found himself unconsciously in trouble.

The three sword wounds on his body are evidence.

His swords are like snagging, smashing a large net to trap his opponent, and then slowly killing each other's strength, letting the opponent lose all the space to suffocate and die. He managed to trap his opponent, but his opponent did not stop struggling.

The two sides have fallen into a stalemate. The tenacity of the other side far exceeded his expectations. His spiritual power quickly lost, his swordsman gradually lost sharpness, his movements began to slow down, and his opponent caught his flaws and counterattack!

The longer the time, the heavier the fear in Gu Rongping’s heart.

Wei Sheng is like a tireless beast, more like a soldier without life and pain. Sword Mang passed over him, except that he could hear his boring, except that he could see the splash of blood, and he could no longer see that it had any effect on him.

The hunter gradually lost his advantage in the war between the hunter and the beast.

The flow of Zuo Mo’s character makes everyone feel dazzling and dazzling. The battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping has made everyone feel shocked and shocked from the depths of the soul!

Time passed by, the voice of discussion was getting smaller and smaller, and many people couldn’t bear to be more and more serious.

Looking at a **** person who was covered in blood, he was screaming and fighting, struggling. The figure flying in the air is crumbling, and the blood flowing through the air drops from the air.

No one has the feeling of speaking.

Although Wei Sheng has not won, but in the eyes of everyone, only this figure of blood.

The battle at Songtao Court is still going on. Tianhuan Yueming array attracted the vast majority of masters, and many people cheered and encouraged. Many people thought that their battle into the top ten would increase greatly. However, the development of things is exactly the opposite of what they imagined.

Without the shock of the masters, many of the repairers who had intended to hide their bodies lost their pressure and lost patience. They no longer hide in the corners, but they became more intense.

However, no one dares to approach the Tianhuan Moon, and no one dares to approach the main peak.

The Moon Ring is like a mysterious monster, with a big mouth and no one knows what is going on inside. The fierce battle between the two main peaks, let the Tao Tao Pavilion inside the witnesses who are witnessed, fear, deep fear!

Even the judges in Songtaoge, their attention is all in these two places, and I can't wait for all other battles to end immediately.

Zuo Mo felt like he fell into a huge gray bubble, he was up and down, filled with strange gray matter.

Although wearing the armor, but the armor did not give him any sense of isolation, he seemed to be naked in the gray matter. Can't say warmth, can't say cold, very strange feeling, the only thing he can accurately describe is familiarity. He seems to be very familiar with this gray matter, no stranger at all.

What is this gray substance? He seems to understand everything, and he seems to understand nothing.

He reached out and grabbed it and found nothing.

This is where? what is this?

He felt that he should know, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't remember. He was a bit stunned, and everything around him didn't give him any hints. His only clue was the familiarity.

What exactly is this? Zuo Mo could not help but frown and think hard. He felt that he had to find this answer.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed a handful of gray matter, and he did not move anything.

This thing is like the air, invisible and inferior.

Wait, invisible and innocent...

Zuo Mo suddenly rose, he knows what this is!

God knows! This is God!

Just as he told himself that this was a moment of knowledge, the familiarity in the body was suddenly and extremely strong, and at the same time, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

There is a place like a small island far away from the foot. There is a sea of ​​fire on the island, and countless bright red flames dance. A tombstone with a man in black. There is also a straight river, the river is very muddy, only two different colors can be seen faintly.

Know the sea! This is the sea of ​​knowledge!

Zuo Mo could see the pokemon on the tombstone was very surprised, he could not help but shout, but no matter how hard he shouted, Pu Yao could not hear.

He had to give up and began to look around.

The whole sea of ​​knowledge is wrapped in this kind of gray matter, which is completely different from what Zomo had imagined before. He remembers to know the sea, watching all the darkness of the darkness, except the stars of the sky.

correct!

He remembers the sky above, hanging four stars!

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw the stars.

There are a total of four stars in the sky, one of which is the brightest and the other three are slightly embarrassing.

Every time I went to know the sea, he felt that the four stars were very far away. At this time, it was discovered that the original four stars were four boats floating on the outer wall of the gods.

If he knows.

At this time, the four stars suddenly began to sprinkle a little starlight. Starlight is like silver sand, slowly falling into the gray gods, but the gray gods are too big, that little starlight, very little pity. But the four stars are constantly spraying starlight, and the speed is not fast.

Zuo Mo did not know that this kind of starlight like silver sand suddenly had any use, but it is clear that his knowledge seems to have begun to change.

Wei Fei and Wuling scattered people looked at Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping's battles. Not only they, but the entire Songtao Pavilion's judges were all concerned about this fierce battle. Suddenly, the Wuling scattered people seemed to notice something, could not help but turn their faces, subconsciously looked at the big array under their feet. In this regard, his eyes fixed.

In the array, Zuo Mo opened his arms, like to hug something, puppets stayed in the same place, eyes hollowed out.

Around him, the air is like a burning salary, and from time to time a slight popping sound!