World of Cultivation

Section 418 Sandstorm

In the distance, a black line approached at an alarming rate.

In a short period of time, the black line expands several times. The golden sand was caught in the air by the storm, covering the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened. It is like an ancient beast, roaring.

Zuo Mo was shocked and shouted: "Get in the boat! Get in the boat!"

No one has to say hello, everyone is starting to move in an orderly manner. The repairer of Jinwuying, without saying anything, lost the golden sand in his hand and rushed to the slave ship like a tide. Soon, the hull of the Jinwu illuminate a faint brilliance. Other ships began to shine, indicating that the defensive array on the hull began to start.

Every slave ship has been modified to re-enact various defensive arrays. Just to save the spirit, these defensive arrays are not open.

Everyone was well-trained and soon got into the slave ship. Only left Mowe won the strongest people.

Left to call the strange body into the boat, the strange body shook his head: "This sandstorm is nothing."

Thinking of the unfathomable strength of the corpse, Zuo Mo is not reluctant. He is going to call other people to enter. He knows that the corpse suddenly said: "I suggest that you don't want to go in."

"Why?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.

"The strength of several of you is much stronger than others." The horrible body said: "However, your realm seems to be unstable. It must have been a breakthrough. Such a sandstorm is an opportunity for you to sharpen yourself. Opportunity."

A few people think thoughtfully.

The geeks then faintly said: "Don't let go of the opportunity to sharpen yourself. This is very beneficial to you."

Wei Sheng Xie Shan several people are very moved, a plain sentence, but revealed the persistence of cultivation.

The practice madman Wei Sheng took the lead and said: "It makes sense! I won't go up."

Xie Shan followed closely: "I am not going up."

Shulong did not say anything, but the firm color that appeared in his eyes showed his determination. Zongru’s hands are close together, but his eyes are resolute, but his face is full of color.

Left Mo's eyes wide open, staring at the group of guys, thinking about her mother!

You guys are two goods, stupid smoke, people say a word, they will fool you!

However, he only dared to squat in his stomach. Although the gaze's gaze did not fall on his back, he still felt a bit like a mans. Look at Wei Sheng, they are not moving, left Mo is a bite, the ghost makes God difference: "Well, that guys will be together!"

After he finished, he regretted it. Is this what I am looking for? Why do you go crazy with them? It’s crazy! Are crazy!

A few other people, look at me, I look at you, laughing at the sky, happy. Zuo Mo’s face also squeezed a smile, but it was ugly than crying.

Sandstorms came very fast, faster than they thought. I just saw it in the sky, and I came to the front in the blink of an eye.

The momentum is extremely impressive, and the left face is white and the heart is faint.

Hey!

The first sandstorm that hit was on the mask that the slave ship lit up, and Mars splashed. The texture of the golden sand is very hard, and the seemingly small one is quite heavy. The speed of the storm is extremely fast, and the power of the golden sand is quite amazing.

Zuo Mo and others quickly learned the power of sandstorms!

The power of the wind is okay, they are all powerful, and they can stabilize their body shape in the wind. It’s just that this golden face with a skull and face is hard to deal with!

This is the person who has the big magic body like Zuo Mo, who feels very painful and can be imagined by others. Everyone is desperately urging spiritual power to protect the whole body. And the dragon with the armor body is almost drowned by the spark.

Only the face of a strange corpse is calm, and within a mile of him, the wind is beautiful, there is no trace of fireworks.

Zuo Mo quickly refused to look forward to the east, the sandstorm became more and more powerful, and he became extremely difficult to stabilize his body shape. He had to bow his body and try to resist the horrific sandstorm. The golden sand hits him like a raindrop, and it is very painful to smash through the flames.

This wind... something is wrong!

The sound of the wind, the whistling sound is very different from the previous one, and there is a strong tearing sensation in the scream, as if there are countless sharp knives rubbing hard.

Hurricane!

This is a hurricane!

The most famous feature of a hurricane is the ability to break the body. In fact, the hurricane can break not only the physical strength of the body, but even the magic body, it can also be broken!

Zuo Mo can't open his eyes, and his ears are full of ghosts and screams. He gnaws his teeth and dare not relax. The hurricane is getting stronger!

The scream of the hurricane seems to have a strange magical power. However, Zuo Mo has no spare time to carefully understand it. It is such a hurricane. If he is slightly slack, he will be torn and shattered in an instant! The hurricane that rolls up the golden sand is like a huge crusher, enough to crush everything!

The grotesque looked up and glanced at the crumbling slave ships. Suddenly, they pointed out their fingers at the slave ship. The hood on each slave ship suddenly turned bright, and the trembling hull immediately stabilized.

The situation of the left Mozambique is also very bad.

Xie Shan had long been unable to call out his flying sword, a group of colored apertures, like a rainbow around his body. Zong Ru behind, a huge shadow is like a present, he called Dajia Jin. The bundle dragon also called out the black scorpion in his hand, and the whole person was nailed to the ground like a nail.

After a while, Wei Sheng, who has been moving for a long time, finally raised the black sword in his hand, and a squirting sword condensed and did not send it, tightly wrapping Wei Sheng.

Zuo Mo’s big-day magic body was pushed to the extreme, the flames of the flames roared, and the tense burning in the hurricane.

Covering the sky, the left mob of the sandstorm center, the darkness of the moment, reaching out to the fingers.

Zuo Mo only felt that every muscle was burning, and a strong hurricane licked the golden sand. Every hit on him was a sharp pain. In the dark and dark sandstorm, the sparks are like rain, and they are wrapped in the left Mo. They are attacked from all directions, and they can't move.

The indestructible flames of the scorpion began to morph in the storm-like madness.

A suffocating blow!

For the first time, Zuo Mo encountered such a suffocating blow. He could not find any way except hard. Even when facing the Ming ancestors, he has never been as embarrassed as it is now.

Today, he realized that the power of heaven and earth is so unfathomable!

Zuo Mo’s body trembled fiercely like a sieve, and his physical strength passed quickly. Every interest is so long, this sandstorm is endless and desperate. Mars continually smashed, and the flames were constantly deformed. Hey, a few pieces of gold sand penetrated the flames, hitting the left body, and the left body was swaying, almost falling to the ground.

No... I can’t hold it anymore...

Zuo Mo gnawed his teeth and supported him. He knows that once the figure is out of control, there is absolutely no possibility of being spared. The overwhelming golden sand and the impenetrable hurricane will have his life.

Puff puff!

A few sputum of blood suddenly shot, just after being separated from the body, it was smashed into a blood fog by sandstorm. The tyrannical big-day magic body seems to be fragile in the face of this sandstorm.

Since he became a big-day magic body, especially as he became more and more familiar with the six changes, Zuo Mo has never been hurt. But today, he was suppressed and died.

A series of soothing snoring, the overwhelming flames smashed!

The hurricane slammed the golden sand from the screams of all sides and screamed into the body of Zuo Mo. Hey, dozens of tiny blood arrows suddenly shot!

The left Mo Yan hole lost his focus, the body is stiff!

More golden sand is like a shark smelling a scent, screaming at him!

"what!!!"

For example, a wounded beast roars!

Zuo Mo’s eyes were blood red, his hair roots stood upright, and his mouth overflowed with blood. Suddenly injured, completely irritated him!

I was injured... I was injured... I was injured...

Deep inside, as if something was broken, a stream of heat, spewing out. Zuo Mo is hot all over, and the blood in the blood vessels is like a red melt.

Every nerve is shuddering! Every muscle is shuddering! He is shuddering all over!

His body is red, like red ferrochrome.

In the sea, the color of the face changed greatly: "Does his big day magic body have a second breakthrough?"

Pu Yao is a bit strange: "Breakthrough is a good thing."

The color of the face is dignified and he shook his head. "If you want to speed it, you will not reach it. His big magic body has just made its first breakthrough, which is what you said. But if you break through twice in a very short time, It is very likely that you will advance directly to less than three ripeties."

"This is also a good thing." Pu Yao did not understand, although he also knows how to repair the devil, but in some details, it is far worse than Wei.

"It's not a good thing." Wei shook his head. "His talent for practicing the magic body is amazing. I didn't expect to face a second breakthrough so quickly. But the growth of the magic body is not as fast as possible. It is like a person's growth. The rapid growth will leave a lot of hidden dangers. What he needs most now is to lay a good foundation. He has just broken through and the body has not reached the limit of maturity at this stage. Without a mature breakthrough, it will lower the limit that his body can bear."

Pu Yao immediately understood the meaning of the guardian, and his expression became dignified. He had seen many people. He had seen many geniuses who were not playing well because of the foundation of early cultivation, but they pursued fast and lacked stamina.

The two fell silent and stared at Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo did not know that he was at a very critical time, he only felt that the whole body was soaked in the magma of the soup. The whole body is suddenly filled with infinite power, as if nothing can stop him.

Violent, crazy, the most primitive and naked impulses dominate his nerves!

He wants to growl, he wants to roar, he wants to destroy everything!

Around his body, there seems to be an invisible wall. The indestructible hurricane and golden sand are just blocked out.

The gray eyes of the blame are staring at the left Mo. His gaze fell in the heart of Zuo Mo.

A stream of cool, quietly flowing through his heart.

At the same time, the ghosts on the slave ship seemed to notice something, suddenly stood up, and the eyes lit up in the faint purple mans.