World of Cultivation

The target of the 389th section

The light in his left hand is constantly changing, his brows are wrinkled. The little black magic is like running water, sliding from his fingertips, his face is dignified, and he dares not to slack off. As the storm strengthened, he was able to clearly feel the pressure multiplier. At each step, he needs to play a 12-point spirit. If he is not careful, he will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming attack.

The fire magic of the other side is quite different, and it is different from what he has seen before. But what caught his attention was the magical mark that was cracked by him in Cang Lin’s knowledge. The magical imprint, the yin and poison, is completely different from the violent fire magic in front of you.

Zuo Mo stared at the seemingly chaotic fire demon, like a fish, and the gods firmly locked every magic trick that passed through him. He was unusually calm, his mind was empty, his eyes were like a mirror lake, and the locked magic, like a shadow, swept past the lake.

Gradually, the reflections generated by these magical techniques on the lake surface become clearer.

Zuo Mo’s eyes are stunned, and the pace at the foot is like wearing a butterfly. The little demon in the fly is extremely accurate and can appear at the most suitable place! He didn't realize his change, his spirit was unprecedented and his concentration was very high.

Time is like a line that is getting longer and longer, and the lightning-like magical technique seems to be getting slower and slower.

Every enchanting technique is as clear as ever in the eyes of Zuo Mo. They are like snails flying in front of him. Every subtle feature is clearly and completely in the eyes of Zuo Mo.

The mysterious feeling did not make Zuo Mo feel excited. He looked calm, but in these magic tricks, he found the clues he was interested in! The magical imprint of Cang Lin is his goal!

The fire of the sky in front of the eyes, although seemingly overbearing, but it is not what he needs.

Just at this time, the light shining in the hands of Zuo Mo finally stabilized, slightly shining, as if wearing a thin glimmer of gloves on the palm of his hand. This demon spell is called [Touching the palm of the hand], it is Zuo Mo's own magic, not complicated, but it took him a lot of thought. This magical technique can capture the various features of the magical technique clearly and accurately. It is his homemade magical technique specially used to help crack other magical techniques.

But as it is today, it is the first time to use [Touching the Palm] in battle.

A scarlet flame knife slanted to his neck at a slanting angle.

Zuo Mo Yang raised his palm and grabbed the flame knife. With a palm of your hand, fly out of the palm and grab the flame knife!

The flame knife trembled fiercely, as if the fish had been caught, trying to break free of the palm of his hand. Hey! The outer layer of the flame knife quickly melted to reveal a **** vine inside. Zuo Mo’s eyes skyrocketed, his hands were imaginary, and he saw that the blood vine was caught by the palm of his hand.

Curious special structure...

Zuo Mo closed his eyes, and the gods went to the blood vines!

Excited and incomparable, laughed Momo even closed his eyes! What does this guy want to do? Does he want to surrender? Humph! Does he think that he will let him go? As the fire has risen, the fear of Zuo Mo has long been thrown into the clouds.

There was a cruel smile on his face. Suddenly, his pupil was violently, and his smile solidified on his face.

In the storm, the smiling Molgo with his eyes closed, his body became more and more strange, like a smog of smog, and the overwhelming magic, even his clothes corner could not be touched!

why……

Moru suddenly felt a bad feeling in the heart of the fire. Just laughing at Momo was still awkward, and now it is calm and easy to walk, is he deliberately disguised before?

The inside of the flame knife turned out to be a **** vine!

Surprised, Zuo Mo spirit is great, it is! Blood vine is the place he is interested in! When he was treated with Cang Lin, he discovered that the blood vine is very strange. It can be firmly rooted in the enemy's consciousness and is extremely difficult to remove. Zuo Mo spent a lot of effort to crack the little **** vine, and some of its structural features caused him great interest, which is why he would specifically wait for Mo Ruo to cast his own net!

No profit, no early rise, is the style of Zuo Mo, he will not find trouble for Cang Lin specifically.

That small **** vine, let Zuo Mo shine, but it is only a small section, not a complete structure. Zuo Mo needs a more complete blood vine, because it is related to another magic.

After the tenth interest, Zuo Mo crushed the **** vine that had been studied and began to look for the next target.

The palm of the hand is a new black magic that he has just designed. It consists of twelve little blacks, specially designed to be able to peel off the surface of the other party. His use of the little black magic is now in full swing, and even the Pu Yao will occasionally admire.

Continuously captured six fire magic, Zuo Mo found that the blood vine inside these fire magic, there is not much difference. He frowned again, and the blood vines in these fires were still not complete.

He looked up and narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Ruo. It seems that this guy should be more desperate!

Mo Ruo fire just happened to see the left Mo, and suddenly it was cold. His face is ugly, his own flames of flames, the other party seems to have adapted.

damn it!

How could this be? The Magic Flame is one of his killers, and he has tried many times.

There was a stern color in his eyes, and he hit the point where it is now. It is not that you are dead but I am alive! He gritted his teeth and plunged into the storm.

Momo’s move made Zuo Mo slightly, but soon he showed a vigilant look.

The flames of flames that had just raged and raged suddenly disappeared without any slowdown. The various fires in the storm, but they flew at an alarming rate. Mo Ruohuo is like a powerful magnet, attracting all the fire demon to fly away.

A strange and dangerous atmosphere shrouded in the heart of Zuo Mo.

Left Mo did not move, looking up at the sky like a fire.

Mo Ruhu was surrounded by various fire demon techniques, and he stared at the left Mo, and his eyes flashed a touch of madness! All the distractions disappeared at this time, and all the gods were running. The fire magic that floated around him suddenly released the fascinating red light.

Snapped!

The two fires are like two magnets, sucking together.

Hey!

Mo Ruhu, the fire of the fire that floated around, was sucked into a group in threes and threes, re-forming a larger fire magic.

The strong pressure is like a hurricane, impacting the left.

Zuo Mo squinted his eyes, his hands were like flowers, and [touching the palms] played to the extreme, the light shone, floating from his hands. Like a silky light, in the double palms of the left Momo, forming a glazed light ball. He used the superposition method of [Glass Sky Wave] on [Touching the Palm] to form such a glass ball.

The constant light flew out of the left-handed ten fingers, and did not enter the glass ball.

The light ball slowly turns and gradually melts into a glazed palm.

The eyes that left Momo’s eyes became more and more bright. The space around the palm of the hand, every subtle change, appears in the eye. Even the fine hairs of the hairs that have been smashed from the palm of the hand can be accurately captured.

For the first time, he pushed [Touching the Palm] to such a degree!

Mo Ruohuo is like being in a red light, the fascinating red light, with the breath of blood. The fire demon that floats around him is beyond recognition, and their body shape is five or six times larger than the original!

Zuo Mo’s eyes skyrocketed.

In these volume-expanded fire enchantments, there is a sinister look! There is an illusion in the left Mo, and there seems to be a life in each fire!

Zuo Mo thought of one of his enchantments - the ancient sacrifices!

Up to now, he has seen many black magic, but like the magic of ancient times, this is the second! Black magic is a magic, even if it is strong, how powerful the resulting pressure, but the breath of life, but only these two magic!

When Zuo Mo cracked the magical imprint of Cang Lin's knowledge, he noticed the faint life of the blood vine. This made him feel very curious, but it didn't feel so strong at this time!

The glimpse of the gods in the fire demon is full of evil and sullen feelings. Compared with the ancient sacred rituals, the life atmosphere contained in these fire enchantments is much weaker and incomplete. But the life-filled gods still make Zuo Mo feel more excited than ever!

The ancient sacrificial ritual is his current pressure box bottom trick, the key time to save lives! Pu Yao and he said that the ancient sacrifices are not a trick, but a set of magic. But no matter how Zuo Mo knocked on the side, this other set of magic tricks, Pu Yao never mentions points. Even the origins of the wild beast, Pu Yao is not talking about it.

What makes Zuo Mo feel helpless is that he can't find a similar reference to the magic. He is not afraid that Pu Yao will not tell him, but if there is no magic that can be referenced, then he is helpless!

until today!

This is the first magical technique that Zuo Mo encountered and has similar characteristics to the ancient sacred sacrifice. How can he let it go?

There are five huge fire monsters floating around the fire. The five fires are different in shape. One is like an axe, the other is like a snake, and the other three shapes are difficult to distinguish. Mo Ruohuo was shrouded in a fascinating red light, and his face was a bit more evil.

"go to hell!"

Nothing like a fire, five red light tears the space, slamming to the left!

The left Mo Pu hole slammed, but the hand seemed to be soft and weak, and the glazed palm was like a catkins blown by the wind, just holding a red light!

In an instant, countless information poured into the mind of Zuo Mo.

Time seems to stop at this moment, and Zuo Mo’s brain is running at an unprecedented speed, digesting the huge information that suddenly flows in! In order to be able to digest this information, he stopped all the movements and the whole body was completely still.

He suddenly turned into a puppet.

In the shape of a puppet, the eyes of the left Mo suddenly lit up a touch of fascinating red light.

The other four red lights, instantly flew to him, the glamorous red light, reflected in the face of Zuo Mo. There was a mad laughter from the ear, and the left did not move, not the slightest dodge.

No one noticed that the red light in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed!

The red light instantly drowned the left.

In the sky, if the sky is crazy, the fire is not noticed, and a gray awn of fine hair is quietly printed on the back of him, quickly infiltrating and disappearing.