World of Cultivation

The second hundred and ninety-seventh

"Good! Good! Good!" Alum's ancestors even said a few good words, but the murderousness of the whole body was overflowing without any cover. The whole Ming dynasty sent over the sky, the situation changed suddenly, and the black cloud was drooping like a lead. Up and down, all the disciples are ashamed.

"I didn't expect that a Ming dynasty would have been broken into my hands." Ming ancestors looked at their palms like a baby, their tone was dull as water, and the killing of the whole body became more and more intense. He looked up and looked indifferent. : "But after a few months of retreat, there are so many changes, God's will? Hey! It is God's will, and can't stop the ancestors!"

He got up and stood up, his eyes swept over the disciples who stood down and said: "If after ten days, I have not returned, you will each escape."

After that, he did not wait for everyone to react, and he disappeared into the hall.

In Jinwu City, the atmosphere is tense.

The camp was over the air, and the black air was lingering. The repairers of the Suzaku camp were guarded at the door, and their eyes were mixed with a bit of shock. The murderous intentions are so strong that they feel a little uncomfortable.

They don't want to understand why it is only a few months of hard work, and those weak slaves will become so terrible.

Zuo Mo was nervously watching the camps in the school yard, neatly arranged like wooden stakes. Since the day they returned to Jinwu City, they have maintained this position, and they have remained motionless for ten days.

Full of killing, they look like killing gods from the Shura hell.

Every black body is lingering, like a dragon, and the black body of the whole body is so thick that he can hardly see his face shape and is completely wrapped in black air.

"Are they okay?" Zuo Mo was very worried.

"They can pick it up, it's okay. You can't come, you're dead." Pu Yao's voice didn't care, but Zuo Mo could still hear the slightest tension contained in it.

"Do you want to inhale all of these killings?"

"Well, the meaning of the mysterious, no one can completely understand. Magic killing, killing is also the heaviest, their killing ability can be shaped, it can be considered a coincidence. But for them, the opportunity of this breakthrough is a bit too Early. I don't know if they can hold it."

At this time, suddenly the body of Shulong trembled constantly, and the black gas that lingered around violently fluctuated.

"Begin!" Pu Yao blurted out and left the heart.

I saw black gas like a small worm, constantly drilling into the body of the dragon, the body of the dragon trembled even more.

"The killing of the body is the most difficult one." Pu Yao stared at the dragon, and quickly said: "They are naturally weak and weak. If you want to cultivate, you must go through the cut. If that If you are still there, this is the simplest thing..."

Zuo Mo did not dare to look away from the half, people are not grass, can be ruthless. No matter what the thoughts of these slaves are, but he can clearly feel their trust in him, each of them is willing to work hard for him.

The battle outside Jinwu City proved this.

If you don't touch it, it's fake. In any case, he doesn't want to tie the dragon to them. These days, what materials are needed, what magic weapons, as long as he has, even if it is precious, he does not hesitate to give them to them.

For their breakthroughs, he dare not expect too much. The time of his cultivation is not long, but he knows the importance of the foundation for cultivation. The foundation of Shulong is too shallow, and the possibility of breakthrough is not great. He just hopes that they are all right.

Even if he had a big blessing to Shulong, they had a lifelong fight, and Zuo Mo felt that they had all returned, not to mention that he never felt that they had any favor for Shulong.

Shulong’s body trembled like a sieve, and the black gas continued to penetrate his nostrils and penetrated his skin. The blackness of the whole body is getting weaker and thinner, and his face is beginning to gradually become clearer.

Zuo Mo couldn't help but sigh.

The appearance of Shulong had a huge change. The vicissitudes of the face disappeared and the wrinkles disappeared. He became younger and his skin was black and bright, like oil.

Zuo Mo is full of surprises. When Shulong was young, he was still quite handsome.

High nose, eyebrows like a knife, angular face, deep eye sockets, tight lips. Although the taste of the vicissitudes of life disappeared, it added a deep and mature taste.

His forehead had a black prism.

Hey, the black heavy armor was actually broken by the hard life, and Zuo Mo only noticed that I don’t know when, the body surface of Shulong had a black and bright armor. The black armor and his body are united, clinging to his body, almost wrapping his body in.

Compared with Jinjiawei, the black armor of Shulong is more close-fitting and more delicate, giving a sense of symmetry but full of strength.

"Guards!" Pu Yao is full of surprises.

"What is the armor?" Zuo Mo asked.

""Qianwei" is cultivated to a certain extent, and it can generate armor. This kind of armor is somewhat useful, waiting for them to be deeper and stronger!" Pu Yao excitedly said: "When they break through to the next stage, they will Can condense the intention to become a weapon. By the time, hehe..."

Zuo Mo is filled with joy and happy for Shulong.

The breakthrough of Shulong is like a signal, and other camps have also produced armor.

This process lasted for five hours, and in five hours, Zuo Mo did not dare to leave for a moment.

When the last sentence of the camp completed the breakthrough, Shulong’s closed eyes opened.

Bright as a star's gaze, deep and distant.

He leaned over and saluted, a courtesy that he had never seen before.

"In the name of hardship, follow the adults, never give up!"

The sound of Shulong is also completely different before, and the low is magnetic and pleasant.

"In the name of hardship, follow the adults, never give up!"

A thousand hardmen and salute at the same time.

Zuo Mo stayed at once.

Rong Wei did not retreat as far as other repairers. She was on a hill and looked away. Not far from the hill, there is a big man and a middle-aged man. In addition, some repairers are sporadically visible, most of them are the repairers of the three-day condensate.

I can see the opportunity of Jin Dan, but this opportunity is extremely rare.

This is not a teaching, it is not a discussion, but a battle between life and death.

The mysterious Jinwu City Lord, so far, everyone has not seen him really shot. The only thing he can count on is the launch of the Tianhuan Moon, but in addition to seeing his enthusiasm, the strength is not what he can see.

This battle can draw a difference.

Rong Wei has other thoughts. To be honest, she is not optimistic about Jinwu City. The Ming ancestors can even have some taboos, and the strength is definitely not that simple.

Only the cultivators who have seen Jin Dan know the power of Jin Dan. Do not say anything else, the light is the shackles of the condensed veins, and the Jin Dan cultivators are in an invincible position. The use of the law is even more essential.

The sea tactics are not incapable of dealing with Jin Dan, but it is also doomed that Jin Wucheng can only defend this side, which means that the Ming ancestors always take the initiative.

Taking the initiative is a terrible thing for a Jin Dan who is not lacking in attack.

Rong Wei will never blend into this battle, she is not qualified. But if Jinwucheng is defeated, she will face the face of the mistress, and she may be able to save the moon silver war. It’s a pity that such a young moon silver war will die here.

And if you can take the opportunity to recruit...

This is the idea she wants to play.

She subconsciously glanced at the big man and the middle-aged man not far away. She realized that the origins of the two were not small, and secretly hoped that these people and themselves were not an idea.

Otherwise, it is inevitable that it will be a battle for killing. The most important thing is that if the ancestors knew that the young man was a silver-mooner, then they would not think about it. The ancestors will either surrender themselves or they will kill them.

Such a talent, how can be cheaper than others.

This plan is only possible if the Alum ancestors do not know.

Suddenly, the sky in the sky fluctuated like a wave of water, and a huge and irresistible momentum enveloped the entire Star Mountain.

Everyone's face changed, and I felt that my body was suddenly stiff and stunned.

coming!

Jinwu City suddenly rose golden, and countless as the fish-like gold mans rises and rises, shrouded over Jinwucheng. The seats in the Fuzhan Building are brightly lit with silver. In the blink of an eye, the 36-seat battle towers are all bright. A round of gold rings, ascended into the sky, emitting a golden glow of glare, hanging down countless gold wires, and if there is nothing, the sound of the vanity sounds.

The ancestors of the Ming Dynasty almost appeared in the sky outside Jinwu City.

He sheds his hair and looks like forty or so. His skin is like a baby, and a white tunic is tied to him.

He glanced at the crowd hiding in the distance watching the battle.

Everyone only feels that the heart is unstoppable, and it is even more dazed.

The power of Jindan, Wei Meng Ruos!

"Xiaorong girl, can the waiter be good lately?" Alum's ancestors faintly opened, as usual.

Rong Wei had to come out: "The blessings of the ancestors, everything is safe."

"Oh. Then why do you want to fight with me for this little one?" The ancestors of Minghao are as light as ever.

Rong Wei only felt a breath, almost fell to the clouds, the scalp numb, and said: "The ancestors laughed, there are ancestors, how can the waiter be disturbed. The waiter just heard the white stars appear in the hills, The slaves came to investigate. Before coming, the grandfather deliberately slandered and had to say hello to his ancestors."

"Oh, it turned out to be the case." Minghao ancestors nodded: "I will visit the lord when the matter is over. If you want to watch the battle, go back fifty miles."

The voice of Alum's ancestors to her was quite gentle, but I don't know why, Rong Wei was in a cold heart, did not dare to hesitate, and quickly retreated 50 miles.

"Others, back a hundred miles." Alum's ancestors faintly said: "In the ten interest, otherwise you will not blame the ancestors."

The air power suddenly became as heavy as a mountain.

Others are even more upset, horrified and retreat. Dahan and middle-aged people can't help but change their face. They look at each other and retreat at the same time.

No one dares to disobey a golden dragon.

Until then, the eyes of Minghao's ancestors were calmly transferred to Jinwu City.