World of Cultivation

The fifth hundred and twenty-two festivals are extremely sad

Left Mo carefully.

This ghost place is really difficult to reassure. Even if the flame of burning God is extinguished for many years, the depression and despair that have been formed in countless years are like the heavy stones pressing on the left.

Zuo Mo’s nerves are tight.

Just now, the corner of his eyes seemed to sway something. In the environment of chilling and depression, Zuo Mo’s heart could not help but jump. Wiping the sweat on his forehead, I finally pressed it down and barely let myself calm down. This ghost place! It is impossible to imagine the people who were previously detained in the burning of the gods. What kind of survival is not to die!

Going forward in a few steps, Zuo Mo finally saw what the pile of things was.

It turned out to be a pile of skeleton bones, and the left side of the false alarm was relieved.

It should be the bones left by the people who were detained in the burning of the gods after being burned by the flames. Zuo Mo secretly shook his head, it seems that there is nothing good in it.

He bent down and habitually cleaned it up.

"what!"

When the palm touches the cheekbones, it feels different. He looked at him and quickly picked up a piece of cheekbones and put it in front of him, carefully looking at it.

This bone should be the root arm bone, the size is not much different from the normal arm bone, but when you get it, you can feel the obvious difference. Its texture is very heavy, four or five times more than the ordinary arm bone. The bones are not the white color of ordinary bones, but they show a rare dark green color, with dark red lines on the surface and bones like jade.

Zuo Mo picked up another bone and tapped the two bones.

Ding!

A crisp sound.

Without any warning, an invisible sound wave suddenly broke out and hit him face to face! Zuo Molai had no time to react, only to see the golden light shining in front of him, stabbing his eyes and hurting, but it was under the stimulation of the sun seeds on the top of the head, automatically protecting the Lord.

The shocked left Mo almost lost two of the bones in his hand!

Fortunately, his second reaction was extremely fast, and he stopped hard!

When he calmed down, his eyes turned into a thief green thief green, and he looked like he had to swallow the two bones in his hand.

baby!

Definitely baby!

Zuo Mo did not know that he was the first few words in the bottom of his heart.

Vulgar! Really popular!

But he still couldn't help but shouted, his face was scented with a kind of spar, and he couldn't help but rub the ink bones in his hands, and his heart was filled with emotion!

Power is power, even the bones after death can be so different, so fierce!

Left Mo carefully, picking up the jade bones on the ground one by one, absolutely light and easy. Picking up the top of the ink bones, Zuo Mo’s eyes were suddenly attracted by one thing.

what is this?

The left-handedness of the spirit was so busy that he opened the dust and picked it up.

A bronze mask!

"It's really ugly!" Zuo Mo’s mouth groaned, the mask was cold, and the most striking was the two empty eyes. The sculpted mouth on the mask was so big that it seemed to be a bit of ridicule and sly, revealing two rows of sharp teeth like a beast, biting a broken arrow. The broken arrow is also dyed red by unknown pigments, which looks like dripping blood.

The carving style is very rough, not completely fine, but it still has a bit of ancient and wild taste.

This should also be a baby?

Zuo Mo is somewhat uncertain.

Compared with the ink bones, the bronze mask is really not too conspicuous. It seems to be just an ordinary bronze mask. Zuo Mo could not even feel the fluctuation of any power on it.

However, since it can be retained, it should still be of some value.

And in such a hot and burning place, the coldness from the mask made Zuo Mo feel very comfortable. He did not say anything, and put the mask on his face.

A cold sentiment came, and Zuo Mo only felt that he couldn’t tell the comfort, and it was a lot easier, and the feeling of depression that had been shrouded in his heart was greatly reduced.

good stuff!

Left Morton liked this mask.

This coolness is not strong, but it seems to be able to run into the bones, and the mind is clear. The magical spirit of the Qingming Ming Dynasty has always been highly sought after on the market. It is not only beneficial to daily cultivation, but also very useful in combat. It can reduce the power of the illusion of the other side and help to cast the law.

This mask can restrain the influence of the burning of the gods, and this is enough to make Zuo Mo love.

Where is the burning place?

Ordinary such magic weapons are here, and the role that can be played is weak enough to be almost negligible!

Good baby, good baby!

Zuo Momei opened his eyes and smiled. He searched the entire burning **** again and found nothing. The ground in the burning of the gods is as hard as iron. It is not easy to leave a trace. It is only hopeless to sigh.

The unsatisfied Zuo Mo did not notice that the power of the temple is decreasing at an alarming rate.

The other defenders who are fighting are aware of the first time, whether it is the defenders in front of them, or various traps, the power is sharply reduced!

These people are all old and old, and suddenly understand what is going on.

"The power of the temple is weakened!" Li Wei looked at the sky and whispered.

Shen Changchang snorted, his tone was full of anxiety and killing: "He got it!"

Their speed has suddenly increased!

At the same time, the mask assassin suddenly made a force and broke the Gengjin secret.

The middle-aged man is already impatient at this time: "Hurry up! The Sun descendants have succeeded!"

The mask assassin said nothing, picking up a middle-aged man, unfolding his body and disappearing.

In other places, several groups of people just collided, they kept a safe distance from each other, and their eyes were full of hostility. However, they did not fight, so far, no one has gained.

Everyone is coming for a fortune, and no one will move before they see the benefits.

Everyone has developed their own methods and mentioned the speed to the extreme.

Traces of the ruffles can be seen along the road, and it is obvious that someone has stepped forward, which makes everyone's face extremely bad.

"Mom! If you let the master know who is in the hand, smash his hand!" One of them hated.

"Is it a few ghosts?" someone asked.

"What happened to Yuan Ying? Yuan Ying can swallow it alone? The rules of the rivers and lakes don't understand! They eat meat, how can we leave us a soup!" Someone immediately dissatisfied.

No one is attached, but many are showing approval. Those who can come in are all famous people on the list of experts in the cloud sea. The top ten came several times. The others are either far away, or closed, not catching up, otherwise they will definitely come.

These masters are usually more than the top, and they are proud of themselves. This time they entered the temple, they also came with great expectations.

I know that they are exhausted and tired, risking a big risk, and they have nothing to fish.

A few places that might look like babies have long been turned over. The most exaggerated one is that they have been turned over by the earth!

This makes many people stupid, who is this? Can treasure hunt find this? This three-footed spirit has made many people feel deeply ashamed.

But more people are as black as the bottom of the pot, and the sparks of anger are flashing in their eyes. What is more wrong than this?

Some of them just desperately urged spiritual power and did not stop at all along the way.

It is best not to be hit by Xiaoye!

otherwise……

Eat the Lord's spit out!

The silent shouts of everyone gnashing their teeth in their hearts are surprisingly consistent. These people have been very good in strength, and they are full of anger and anger, but the power can be imagined. Coupled with the weakening of the temple, they are like a bamboo on the road!

If you look down from the sky, you can see that all the repairers of the Temple of the Sun, like the tide, are madly gathering in the direction of Zuo Mo.

And the foremost, it is a long-standing Shen three!

The dissatisfied Zuo Mo left from the burning of the gods. He was just holding the thought of exploring and exploring. If he thought that he would return with full load, the joy in his heart could be imagined.

Unbeatable satisfaction!

"The obstacle! I was finally found by the old man! See where you are going!"

A gloomy and angry voice suddenly came from behind, and Zuo Mo’s face could not help but change!

damn it!

Desperate!

He reacted very quickly, and he didn't know what he was doing. He said that he was preparing to spur the Ming dynasty to escape. He suddenly found out that when he did not know, the three forces in the body re-emerged as divine power!

This sudden situation suddenly makes the left Momo fly away!

The transformation of divine power into three forces does not take long, but at this moment, it is so deadly!

In this blink of an eye, the three old proprietors have surrounded him.

Shen Chang’s heart couldn’t say how happy it was. His eyes fell on the sun seeds on the top of his head. The eyes suddenly smashed up, and the greedy color was unstoppable. The yin said: “It turned out to be the sun seed! I Say how there might be a descendant of the sun, you are lucky, you even got this treasure!"

Both Li Wei and Lu Zhen also showed excitement on their faces. They were as close to the enemy, lest there was a trace of omission to let the other party run. Li Wei was more careful. His eyes fell on the bronze mask on the other's face. I don't know why, and he had a hint of fear in his heart.

This fear is so inexplicable, he quickly cheered up, there is an elder, the other party can never escape!

Shen Chang is faint: "Let's hand over the baby and leave you a life!"

The left heart is constantly sinking, and there is a bitter smile on the corner of the mouth!

Sure enough, man is dead, birds are eating and drinking!

The pressure of the other party's Yuan Ying period is like a mountain front, and Zuo Mo feels that he is breathing fast! What makes Zuo Mo faint is that the sun crystal seeds have shrunk back, and there is no reaction to the pressure from the face!

The last life-saving straw was useless, and Zuo Mo’s heart sank to the bottom.

At this time, I saw that Shen Chang’s face changed.

"It is necessary to hand it over, but this little life, I don't want to stay." A middle-aged man in Taiji robe slowly appeared in Zuo Mo's field of vision. He came very suddenly, just like it appeared out of thin air.

"Ye brother's words, deep my heart!"

An old man with a bamboo stick came out of the corner.

Zuo Mo face gray defeat.

Yuan Ying! Two yuan infants!