World of Cultivation

The 346th Prison War

"Nan's cousin looks really strange." The tree demon waved the branches, and spit out a series of words like a water spray in his mouth: "It’s not like Nanxun. It’s not a swearing, it’s not an honest demon. There is such a cousin, it’s weird..."

There was a cold scream in the flying flower cluster: "Shut up!"

"Don't you feel weird?" The tree demon has some doubts: "You don't feel strange about such a strange thing? You are so strange..."

A red headache with a big headache: "Shut up!"

The tree demon’s words came to an abrupt end, and he shut up honestly. He did not dare not listen to the teacher’s words. Quiet for a moment, he couldn't help but slyly ask: "Teacher, don't you feel strange..."

Everyone wants to faint.

He also cried and laughed. After the tree demon was a friend of hiss, he had a chance and he would take it with him. Knowing this guy is a slogan, curiosity is particularly strong, once attracted, it will be entangled.

"The front is the battlefield of the prison!" The red topic turned, pointing to the front, trying to divert the attention of this guy.

Sure enough, the attention of the tree demon was transferred to the prison battlefield: "This is the prison battlefield!"

Other demons don’t feel anything, and some of them have already passed the battlefield. Generally speaking, after entering Moshui Mingkong, most of them will fight for a prison battlefield. Even if the strength is not good, the prison battlefield, in addition to the possibility of being slightly injured, can not be killed anyway, if you are lucky, even the hair will not hurt.

The daring little demons all like to fight in prison. The magic of the prison battlefield is stronger than the magic of other places. It is more suitable for actual combat. Moreover, if you want to enter the next prison, you must also go to the battlefield.

"Go, go in." Akira tree demon was attracted to the prison battlefield, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly entered with the demon.

As soon as I entered the battlefield, the surrounding scene changed immediately. The tree demon waved the branches and filled with emotion: "It’s a strange place..."

However, no one cares about him at this time. The other demons have had the experience of the battlefield, and the nerves immediately tightened.

Teacher Chi is by their side, only responsible for explaining and pointing. Of course, in their critical moments, they will also stop. However, they all pointed out that they could be regarded as students by Mr. Chi, and naturally they did not dare to slack off. They all started to work and began to cope.

Because of their large number of people, the pressure is much smaller, so it looks quite calm.

"All are scattered."

The demon heard the words, immediately separated, and suddenly fell into a state of their own battle. The prison battlefield is a place to exercise actual combat. There is no point in stealing the opportunity here.

The black magic came one after another, and the demons all played a 12-point spirit and dealt with it carefully.

"Fire dragons are commonly used fire magic, good power, for a long time, very suitable for you. The most important place of this kind of fire magic is their structure. Different structures will form different fire dragons. For example, this fire dragon is composed of six different little magic techniques, hey, a good combination."

Red to stop the next fire dragon, look calm and one by one.

"You need to be very familiar with the little black magic. At this point, Nanxun is doing very well, you have to learn from her."

Other singers heard that their efforts were getting harder and harder, and they were obviously provoked by the red praise.

"Don't imitate these tricks."

When Zuo Mo’s words surprised Nanxun, she could not help but ask: “Why? Isn’t these tricks bad?”

Zuo Mo's hand flew out three lights, like three sharp sword lights, immersed in a group of thunderclouds like a hill. In the blink of an eye, the thundering thunderclouds like the smashed thunderclouds turned into a bubble that was punctured. Invisible, the eyes of Nanxun almost fell.

"The magic of the magic is ever-changing, countless, just the most basic little magic, there are more than five hundred. This is the only one among the various cultivation methods. How many kinds of magic are there now? No one... Hey, no demon knows, but there is no more than 10,000 kinds of waters. If you just imitate, you will always be led by others, and you will be exhausted. It’s very simple, you can’t finish!”

For the first time, Nanxun heard such a bold argument, she listened very carefully, lest she missed a few words.

"Let's not imitate them, to crack them." Zuo Mo's tone is indifferent, calm and calm, and the oncoming demon smoldering is like a comment on his point of view.

"The magic is ever-changing, countless, but it has its own rules. What we want is to find their laws. Just find their laws, you can create your own magic. How to master the deep What is the law under the ever-changing magic?"

"Crack!" Nanxun almost blurted out.

"Yes, how do you say something? The person who knows you the most is always your enemy, not your friend. This sentence is also applicable to the magic. Hey, we must first do the magic. Enemy."

"Nanxun understands!" Nanxun only felt the top of his face, and his pretty face sparkled with brilliance. No moment, she felt deeply and clearly like this time, and she firmly grasped the pulse of fate!

The deep worship and admiration in Nanzhao’s eyes made Zuo Moru a hot spring, and could not tell the comfort. Knowing the sea, Pu Yao couldn't help but sneer: "The current school is selling well."

However, he underestimated the thickness of Zuo Mo's face. This smiled and proudly said: "Yes, I think so."

Pu Yao thinks of the little Mo Ge in front of her eyes, but the hob meat that does not enter the oil and salt, talks with him about the skin, far less than talking to him about spar.

The dark and comfortable mood makes Zuo Mo play like a god, and his hands fly, like a cloud of water, no matter how fierce the magic, it is hard to enter the range of thirty feet around him.

Zuo Mo played very up, suddenly, silent and silent, all the magic seems to suddenly disappear.

Quiet, quiet like a dead, all river waterways, all still.

Zuo Mohan Mao slammed up.

The battlefield of the prison suddenly stopped, and the students of Chi were unclear, so they looked at each other.

With a sigh of relief, the eyes slammed open, and the manskin was forced: "The battle of the prison? You have a good eye today!"

"The battle of the prison!" All the students exclaimed in unison. The word "breaking prison", as long as you have entered the demon of the ten-finger prison, most have heard it. But most of them are limited to hearing, more close to the legend.

The war of imprisonment means that when the prison battlefield detects that there are enemies that can threaten it, it will mobilize the power of the entire prison battlefield to deal with the enemy.

The battle of imprisonment broke down.

If you win the demon of the war of imprisonment, you can win this fierce battle, Moshui Mingkong will be rebuilt.

Moshui Mingkong, it was three hundred years ago, after a warrior who was proficient in water magic, completed the battle of the first prison, and then re-evolved.

Being able to break the prison has a certain relationship with strength, but it is not an absolute relationship. Otherwise, for three hundred years, so many powerful big demons have passed through Moshui Mingkong, but no one has touched the battle of imprisonment.

Until today, someone has touched the battle of imprisonment!

The exclamations, one after another in the prison battlefield, they all understand what the vision in front of them means.

The war of imprisonment was triggered and spread at an alarming rate. The demon of the entire Moshui Mingkong was alarmed. They flooded into the battlefield like a flood.

At the same time, in the second prison next to the first prison, many demons raised their heads and looked shocked. Then, countless figures, rushing to the prison gate at an alarming speed!

Battle of the prison!

The battle of imprisonment that has not appeared in three hundred years!

"Adult..." Nanxun’s voice was filled with a vibrato, and she was full of fear and looked at the dead battlefield around him.

"You have to remember that no matter when, you can't lose your calm. The more chaotic, the faster you die on the battlefield."

If you are an adult, let the face of Nanxun appear shy: "Yes!"

If you are so embarrassed, how can you follow adults in the future?

Her heart was greatly reduced, she raised her face and her face was firm.

Where did she know that Zuo Mo was numb at the moment? His combat experience is rich, although there is no movement around the quiet, but the dangerous atmosphere of it, but it rises.

"Pu, what is this?" He cautiously asked Pu.

Pu Yao smashed his **** eyes and said lightly: "The prison battlefield is such a thing, what can be the situation?"

"Is there really nothing?" Zuo Mo did not believe.

Pu Yao sneered at his face: "This is the first prison."

Left Mo Wenyan, think about it, and right, Mo Shui Mingkong is the first prison of the ten-finger prison. If it is so dangerous, there will not be so many people. I can't do anything myself, what a bad thing, and I can't take it for myself.

If he comforted himself, his heart gradually settled down.

Before he could see the stone falling on his heart, I saw a strange power coming, and the South Dragonfly disappeared.

In addition to the other demons of Zuo Mo, the entire prison battlefield was sent out of the battlefield by this sudden force.

Many of the demons who were sent out of the battlefield were still stunned, but when they saw the prison battlefield, they were already packed with demons, and all of them were excited.

However, at this time there is no demon to pay attention to them, everyone's eyes, staring at the prison battlefield.

The rivers and waterways of the prison battlefield, the thunderballs and the fireballs disappeared, and they could clearly see the figure in the center of the prison battlefield.

The demons all have big eyes and can touch the demon of the war of imprisonment. The absolute future is limitless!

The red demon, the eyes are almost falling down, the tree demon spirits waving the branches: "Weird cousin! Is a strange cousin!"

The red eyes flashed, but the heart had already set off a storm. The demon who can touch the battle of the prison is a big demon that can leave a strong color in the history of the demon.

This ugly guy is so powerful?

When Nanxun was sent out, when he left, he completely understood that the situation in front of him was directed at him.

Since the other side has this ability, it will never give him a chance to quit the battlefield!

Being overcast!

Actually someone dares to yin!

The left is angry and angry, but the spurs are stimulated, and the blue veins on the neck are violent, face-to-face, picking up the sleeves, gnashing their teeth, and murderously squeezing out a slap in the east.

"扛木昂, mean!"