World of Cultivation

The 333rd verse

The air suddenly burst into a whirlwind, and the stupid bird went very fast, like a gray lightning, plunging into the fog.

There was a scream in the mist, and the red light that was hurt by the ten products suddenly exploded in the mist and turned into a little red light. Among the red light, the silly bird has a slap in the face and is murderous.

However, the figure of the small tower disappeared.

The murderousness of the stupid bird's eyes is thicker, and the gray foreheads of the forehead are erect.

Ten products flew to the side of the silly bird, his face was gloomy as water, and the black crescent flew around him, killing the air and spreading it. Although he and the stupid birds do not deal with them, but after all, they are the master's beast, and the change happens under his eyelids. How can he not be angry?

Without any hesitation, the stupid bird had a big eye and a shape like a bow, slamming into the fog.

The ten little faces are cold and leaping, turning into a black light and falling into the fog.

Others were alarmed and ready to storm into the fog.

"Don't go in!"

The voice of Zuo Mo came from behind them. I saw that the face of the left face was strong and painful. After saying this, I sat down on the knees.

Everyone has a face to face, and many people are inevitably showing anxious colors.

Zuo Mo's situation at this time is not very good, the small tower is his magic weapon, connected with his heart, the first time when the small tower was attacked, Zuo Mo will feel the heart. Moreover, the small tower was injured, and it also spread to Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo only felt the heart trembled and tried to collapse. In addition to the amnesty, he took the initiative and immersed himself.

A glimpse of the mind, echoing the little tower.

After all, the consciousness of the left is not weak, the will is tenacious, and although it oscillates for a while, it quickly stabilizes. After the stabilization, the connection with the small tower became more and more clear.

However, Zuo Mo was not happy at all, but his heart was not good. His connection with the small tower was not cut off, but no matter how he shouted in his heart, the small tower did not respond at all. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he left the body of the tower.

The mind enters the small tower, and Zuo Mo understands what the situation is.

The five elements of the tower are stagnant, like a five-color air mass suspended in the tower. And if in normal times, the five elements of the spirit, each other, and endless, self-contained a simple and magical five-line small world.

Zuo Mo clearly knows that the mystery of the five elements lies in birth and death. This life and the other are destroyed. And the five elements of the small tower body, actually stopped flowing, how to not let him be surprised?

The five elements of the small tower body are hundreds of times more powerful than the ones that Zuo Mogang just bought. These huge five-line essences are all obtained by decomposing various magic weapons and materials. Zuo Mo can see the five elements of the five elements of the essence of the five elements, when these five lines of marrow reach a certain number, they will form a little five lines of origin.

Every five or five lines of origin is extremely precious and extremely powerful.

The five lines of the small tower are full of vitality, that is, the number of the five elements of the marrow is also a certain number, but the origin of the five elements has not yet been bred.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his head was in the air, and the five groups were so powerful that he could not push. Although he is the master, but all along, the small tower itself controls the five elements of fine air.

Only the small tower itself recovers is the most effective way.

However, he still does not know what the small tower was hurt. He can feel the existence of the small tower, can enter the body of the small tower, but can not communicate with the heart of the small tower.

Suddenly, Pu Yao appeared on the left side of the body.

"It's a sorrowful soul." Pu Yao looked at the five elements of the five elements of the emptiness, faintly said: "This five-line tower is very spiritual, for the soul, it is irresistible temptation."

"Dream?" Zuo Mo did not have time to ask how the Pu Yao can come in, and quickly asked: "What is the relationship with the Soul?"

"The soul is born of mist, and over time, it gradually becomes a slight spirituality. When it is more spiritual, it will refine its suffocation and become a soul beast." Pu Yao regained his gaze and said: "The soul is right." Spiritual magic, materials, and love are the most loved. They can erode spirituality a little bit, and they can be quickly advanced to become a soul beast."

Zuo Mo eyes are cold.

"They usually kill each other and capture each other's spirituality, and thus become stronger. Not only the soul, but also the soul beast." Pu Yao reminded him: "You have to be careful, this mist I have never seen a large range. I am afraid that the number of souls is extremely amazing."

Pu Yao’s voice just fell, and Zuo Mo’s face suddenly changed.

Because he saw three red lights.

Zuo Mo saw the so-called sorrow for the first time. They were like a mist. They were covered with a layer of blood-red mist. They looked like a sly red worm, varying in length and length. There are half feet, but short ones are just a few inches.

The savage and devastating atmosphere, such as the smoldering wind blowing under the nine secluded, is filled with every inch of space in the void.

Zuo Mo can clearly feel the fierce instinct and killing of the original instinct in the soul.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo remembered the scene when he used "Geng Jin" and Linggu to remove insects when there was no empty mountain. The smell of those locusts certainly cannot be compared with these sorcerers, but at that time, they were far less powerful than they are now.

Moreover, after so many battles, Zuo Mo will be scared by these small scenes.

Zuo Mo is preparing to spur "The Ming Wing" and smashed the three souls, but suddenly remembered that he is only a sacred soul. Where did he push the "Ming Wing"? However, his reaction was extremely fast, and his hand was three words Yangshuo Lei.

Hey.

Three Daoyang Yang Lei, accurately hit three souls, three souls can't come out and scream, they will be crushed.

Zuo Mosong breathed a sigh of relief. This soul was originally a paper tiger, and it was awkward, but it was hard to beat.

So when he saw that there were six other souls coming in, he immediately did not hesitate to send Yang Lei.

Constantly, there are souls coming in, and Zuo Mo constantly mobilizes Yang Hao Lei. After dozens of records, his face is somewhat difficult to look.

The soul is unbearable, but it continues to drill into the tower, and the number is getting more and more. At the moment, Zuo Mo has only sent the soul to the top of a sacred consciousness. The power of Yang Shuo Lei is strong, but the consumption of God is not small. According to this trend, he can't last long.

"Use the little black magic." Pu demon reminded at the side, leisurely and leisurely.

The left hand shook, but suddenly angered: "Pu demon, what do you mean? Are you standing by?"

Pu Yao spread his hand and looked helpless: "I don't want to help, it can't help. This is your magic weapon. Except you can mobilize the power inside, others can't move. I can't come in very easily." If you do it, don't use these souls, hey, the five big guys above will attack me the first time."

Hey!

I saw a lot of colorful light in the five elements of the five elements of the essence, these five-color light, like a sword, the sharp exception, as long as the hit soul, the soul immediately shattered. In the blink of an eye, a large piece is emptied.

Seeing the left and turning to anger, the five groups of five elements can also automatically defend the enemy, and his pressure is suddenly much smaller.

Pu Yao naturally understands what he is thinking about, and splashes the cold water: "Don't be too happy. The number of souls in this mist is only more than you think."

Sure enough, the number of souls that came in was increasing, and the left heart was shocked and stunned. The soul was like a tide, and it was like endless. The counterattack of the five elements of the spirit is still very sharp, but the left Mo sees that the five elements of the essence is smaller than the previous one.

Follow this way...

The left Morton was anxious, and the souls that came in were overwhelming, madly pounced on the five elements, and even many rushed to the left.

Damn it!

When the left Momo was unable to do anything, the ear rang the reminder of the Pu Yao: "Use the little magic."

The voice of Pu Yao is no longer just a leisurely, full of anxiety.

In the mist, a huge **** tornado was quietly formed. The mist seems to suddenly wake up, become restless, countless souls, swim from all directions, frantically flock to this group of tornadoes. Just in the center of the blood red tornado, the small tower tumbling among the countless souls, these souls desperately drilled into the tower. There are so many souls, and more souls can't get in.

Numerous souls formed a horrible tide, pushing the small tower that flashed Guanghua from time to time to fly deep into the mist.

Such a loud voice has alarmed the more powerful sacred beasts in the mist, and countless pairs of eyes have been opened, and the fierce light is looming.

Stupid birds rammed in the mist, I don't know why, these people are afraid of the poisonous fog, but they can't touch the three-footed range of the birds. Wherever they went, those red sorrowful sorrows were frightened and shunned.

The fierce eyes of the silly bird show a few anxious, left and right, and look around. Look for the traces of the small tower.

Ten small bodies, in the mist, like a fish. The black crescent is in the mist, rising to more than ten feet, dragging long black gas, like a round of fierce axe. The most bizarre thing is this huge black axe, as if there is a great suction, the soul is too late to be struggling, it is sucked into the black axe.

The ten colors look solemn, and the **** red hair rises, like a flame.

"Little demon? Which kind?" Zuo Mo kept on his hands and asked quickly.

"The 76th and the 311th, use the wrong gold." Pu Yao quickly said.

Damn Pu Yao!

At this time, it is still difficult to play with the brother!

Zuo Mo directly wants to vomit blood, but at this time he has no time to go to the Puyue demon, the situation is getting more and more dangerous, and a few souls almost rushed into the five elements of the spirit.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his technique changed.

Seventy-sixth kind... thirty-one thirteen...

Zuo Mo double eyes and the boss, a bite, the left hand is like a stream of water, with a trace of light, the right hand is as heavy as a thousand, slow and heavy, no wind and no sound.

Zuo Mo tried his best to maintain the magic of both hands. There was no difficulty in the two little demon techniques, but both of them were displayed at the same time.

The left hand with light marks, woven, and dazzling, and the right hand without any movement, slow and snail-like, unexpectedly coincident, and arrived at his chest at the same time.

... wrong gold...

Left and unconscious, mobilize all the gods.

At the same time, the hands are staggered, the left hand is light and traced, like flowing water, flowing into the right hand without any movement, hovering and winding.

Pu Yao is bloody!