World of Cultivation

Section 529

The clouds in front of everyone are slightly pale blue. If you look closely, you will find that each group of mist is composed of countless tiny fine blue ice crystals. These pale blue ice crystals float in the air and do not fall.

The boundless blue misty sea, like the ocean, gives an unfathomable feeling.

"This is this..." Kant's face was pale and stunned, and his face was like a ghost.

Zuo Mo’s heart jumped and asked quickly: “What’s wrong? What's wrong?”

"This... this is a hail!" Kant stuttered.

"Ice?" Zuo Mo looked at the boundless blue misty sea in front of him, nodded, the name is quite appropriate. However, looking at Kant's **** expression, there must be something wrong, and he couldn't help but ask: "What? What's wrong?"

Kant swallowed hard and swallowed his face, like a white powder: "The adults don't know, there is only one place in the hail, that is the ice in the deep sea of ​​clouds. How can there be hail?"

Zuo Mo realized that it was not good: "You mean, there can be no hail here?"

Turning his face and looking at the boundless blue misty sea, he couldn’t help but look at it.

Certainly something unexpected!

He suddenly thought of a problem, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly asked: "Where is that road? The road will not..."

"Adult, the road is gone!" Kant looked deep fear.

Zuo Mo’s heart sank: “What about the water cloud?”

"Under the genus does not know." Kant shook his head: "The ice has never been visited. There are very few people who are going deep into the ice, and it is too dangerous! Adults look at these hail, they are extremely cold, if not Qibao protects the body, or the strength is not strong enough, the light hail will make him freeze into ice slag!"

Wei Sheng raised the black sword and the tip of the sword slid into the hail.

A layer of frost spreads over the surface of the black sword at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Sheng shook gently, and the frost on the surface of the black sword dissipated invisible. He looked up and his face was dignified: "Be careful!"

From the beginning to the end, Zuo Mo was in his eyes, even Wei Sheng felt that he should be careful, then the danger of this hail can be seen.

but……

Zuo Mo looked at the quiet ghost around him, and his heart was full of unwillingness. Water cloud tire! Only the water cloud tires can restore the ghosts!

At this moment, there is a contradiction in the heart of Zuo Mo. In any case, he has to find a snail and cure the ghost, but he does not want to let Wei Shengzong be in danger because of himself.

Wei Sheng took a look at Zuo Mo, and immediately understood the mind of Zuo Mo, and smiled: "The area is hail, the younger brothers need not be nervous. Look for the water cloud tires, let's go!"

Said to go straight into the hail!

Zong Ruxiao smiled: "Adult, time is tight!"

Then he went into the hail.

Zuo Moxin suddenly warmed up, moved inexplicably, no longer hesitated when he saw it, took a transfer from his arms: "You repair it low, go back first, this transmission directly to the island."

Kant has not been to the ice, and can not act as a guide. Moreover, Kant’s strength is weak, and the hail is extremely dangerous. He has no spare power to protect him. He is willing to let him go.

Put the transfer to Kant, and Zuo Mo took the ghost and walked into the hail.

As soon as I entered the hail, I felt that the chill of the bones came from all directions, and even the tyrannical constitution of Zuo Mo could not help but be awkward. Suddenly a warmth wrapped him, I do not know when, the sun crystal appeared on the top of his head, releasing a faint light, shrouded the left Moa ghost and the small.

Left Mo was scared, the sun was crystallized in his body, and he was quietly crouching, almost no movement. Sometimes he even forgets the existence of the sun seed. I didn't expect the chill of the hail to stimulate the sun seeds.

Wei Sheng and Zong Ru also launched protection.

Wei Sheng’s body is covered with a thin sword. This layer of sword is extremely thin, as if a layer of water film is wrapped around Wei Sheng’s body. When the hail touches this layer of sword, it will disappear as if it were swallowed by the void.

Zongru holds a cross-turned cylinder and slowly rotates. The small golden scriptures are wandering around like fish, and flickering. The incredible hail, how can not break through this seemingly thin scripture barrier.

Wait until Zuo Mo, the three tacit exchange position, in the shape of a character, Wei Sheng is at the forefront.

"The world is big, no wonder!" Wei Sheng said with emotion: "This time, Yunhai and his party are wide-opened! It is no wonder that so many predecessors like to travel the world."

The left head shook like a rattle: "If it is not for the cloud, I can't come to this ghost place! Oh, but the letter is a good thing..."

Wei Sheng sees the left Mo Cai fans look, dumbfounded, and his heart feels strange.

If you talk about strength, how can your younger brother be considered a talented person, and he is not inferior to him. But the heart is very different from any young talent he has ever seen. The genius he has seen, such as Lin Qian, who is amazing, or other, is either a wise mind, a deep sea, or a strong heart, but he himself, and he is also bent on the sword.

Can be a younger brother, far from being smart, spontaneously jumping off, the city's wealthy fans, the learning is very incomparable, the law, the sword, the striated, the refining, all kinds of hunting, there are many ancient things, Wei Shenglian I have never heard of it.

If you look at what the younger brother has learned, it is definitely a typical example of a negative textbook.

This is the case, the strength of the younger brother, but to the point of inconspicuous.

I really don't know how the younger brother cultivated. Wei Sheng shook his head and laughed, and immediately turned this question behind.

“Does the younger brother know about the water cloud tire?” Wei Sheng asked.

"Know." No one nodded. His preparations were quite adequate.

Wei Sheng let go of his heart, he suddenly realized that the younger brother seems to be very unconventional, but almost never made a big mistake. Thinking of this, Wei Sheng has a realization.

The more you go, the heavier the hail is, the blue of the hail becomes deeper, and the ice crystals that make up the hail become more coarse.

There are still traces of algae, such as algae, on the ground beneath the feet. These algae are all frozen into ice sculptures. From time to time, I can see the bodies of some cloud beasts, but these bodies are also frozen into ice, with a strange blue surface.

The faces of the three men all became dignified, and all kinds of traces indicated that when the hail arrived, these cloud beasts could not escape.

Suddenly, no one noticed that the ghost was over the head, and the empty scorpion looked into the depths of the ice, and a purple mangling flashed away.

There is some concern left, the sudden eruption of the hail will not extinguish the water cloud.

Suddenly, a sudden burst of sound was heard in the hail, and the three immediately showed their vigilance and stopped, as if they were enemies!

A pair of blue eyes appeared in the hail.

A strong sense of danger shrouds three people!

Without any hesitation, Wei Sheng’s black sword in his hand slammed before the stroke!

Such as the dark void of the sword, instantly tearing the hail in front of you, revealing the other side's true body!

A woman who was like a crystal of ice appeared in front of everyone. She had a pair of blue eyes. The white hair had no trace of impurities. The pointed chin was awesome, and the beauty was thrilling. There was only a little cherry lips, and there was no trace of blood. A circle of light blue hail circling around her body, revealing the body of the ice crystal, looming in the hail.

When Zuo Mo’s gaze looked down, they couldn’t help but jump.

Countless pale blue ice crystals are like flowing sand, creeping on the ground. Her lower body is all this light blue ice crystal.

"岚人!" The exclamation of Pu Yao and Wei also sounded in the mind of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo’s heart jerked and hurriedly asked: “What is the monk?”

There was a faint hunch in his heart. This was the first time that Pu Yao and Wei colleagues exclaimed one thing.

"How is it possible?" Wei muttered to himself, the lightness on his face disappeared long ago, replaced by deep unbelief, he is like a ghost!

Pu Yao’s face is not so good, but his face suddenly changes, violently violently: “Run!”

run?

Zuo Mo’s brain slammed, not good!

Ping Su Li Pu demon sees what is a condescending appearance, this is the first time, Pu Yao did not hesitate to let him run!

There is only one situation

- The strength of the other side, even Pu Yao feels jealous!

Between the electric and the flint, Zuo Mo’s mind was sober, and he was preparing to greet Wei Shengzong as if he was running, and he was born!

I don't know when, on their legs, they are wrapped in a stream of hail, no matter how they struggle, they don't score!

Wei Sheng and Zong Ru immediately noticed that his face changed abruptly, but no matter how they urged the spiritual power, the thin hail tricks did not move.

The faces of the three men showed a desperate color.

All of them are no exceptions. They are **** and solid, and the big-named silly bird is now tied like a brown horse.

The monks looked at them indifferently, and the ice crystals underneath held her body and slowly approached them.

Zuo Mo knows that this is the end of the game, the strength gap between the two sides is too big, so big that there is no chance to escape.

"What is the monk?" Zuo Mo’s face did not move, quietly asking in the sea.

Pu Yao and Wei definitely know.

"An ancient tribe!" Wei's tone is still unable to restore calm until now: "Not too famous, but it is endless, every time you can see their figure, I did not expect that they can survive until now!"

Pu Yao's look is very complicated, he is knowledgeable, of course, know what the monk is.

Everyone thought that the ancient tribes had long since dissipated. Who could have imagined that in this deep sea of ​​clouds, they could see a survivor of an ancient tribe!

The Pu Yao, who is educated by the elite of the Yaozu, has far more understanding of various secrets than the ordinary Yaozu. But for the ancient tribes, whether in the realm of cultivation, in the demon world, or in the devil world, the conclusions are surprisingly unified.

They have long since died out!

Ancient tribe?

This time, even the left Mo is also stunned.

Powerful, such as the Sun tribe, has also fallen into tens of thousands of years, and there are still ancient tribes still alive?

Suddenly, the stunned eyes fell on Zuo Mo, and then went straight to the left.