World of Cultivation

The 536th Festival is changing!

The power of the whole body is poured into the palm of the hand, and the palm of the left is covered with a faint golden light.

At that moment, Zuo Mo suddenly gave birth to an illusion that nothing could be broken. But this illusion comes quickly and disappears faster.

The power of the sea did not come to him with any dexterity, the air solidified, and the suffocating fear was like a rope dying to the left throat. Time seems to be fixed at this moment, and the face is so dense that it is like a cobweb-like black pattern, and the bloodthirsty smile is very clear. Zuo Mo’s mind is blank, instinctively desperately waving his palms to shoot forward!

Hey!

Zuo Mo feels like he was hit by a rushing rhinoceros, and when he was black, he lost consciousness.

His body was slammed into the air and instantly disappeared into the thick hail.

"Death! You all have to die!" If the truth is mad, on his chest, a golden palm print is striking. He did not feel it at all, and the power of the scent shrouded the audience, and the magic of the devil, the return of the light, the power is unprecedentedly powerful!

Everyone watched as Zuo Mo disappeared into the hail, but could not move his body at all. The stupid bird's two claws plunged into the ground, the whole body of the feathers stood upright, trembled, and resisted the constant pressure. The eyes fixed on the direction of the disappearance of the left Mo, the eyes were bloodshot!

The most powerful silly bird is still difficult to resist the pressure of the real, other small things are even worse - except for the ghost.

At the moment when Zuo Mo disappeared, a ghost suddenly flashed a purple awn, and the whole person rushed out to the left!

"Looking for death!" I was really violent, and I took a shot on the back of the ghost.

A ghost is not aware.

Snapped!

The true palm was printed on the back of the ghost, and the ghost was trembled, but with this power, the speed increased sharply!

Like the arrow of the string, not into the hail.

He really didn't chase, he laughed, like crazy! Suddenly, a golden light blooms from the body, like a golden sword, piercing from his body!

The body is really stiff!

Numerous golden light, suddenly pierced from his body, shaped like a hedgehog.

boom!

A huge golden light ball, like the rising sun, instantly illuminates the entire sea of ​​clouds!

Everyone has a white face and nothing can be seen. The powerful shock wave is raging, and the explosion of Yuan Yingsi exceeds the power of any magic weapon.

Everyone was like a fallen leaf rolled up by the wind, unable to stabilize the figure, and was immediately rushed.

When the light is gone, the vision is back to normal, and a giant deep pit with a diameter of more than 20 miles in front of them shows them how fierce the explosion was!

The first thing that Wei Sheng and others resumed was to look for Zuo Mo and A Ghost.

Soon, the monks also came back. Fortunately, when the hail began to let other monks retreat, they were much less affected. They immediately flew into the hail and searched for Zuo Mo and A Ghost.

The beads of the wrist are suddenly bright, and the cold face is pulling the beads without expression, and a voice is heard into the ear.

"The candle in the Zen Tower is really extinguished."

The messenger's tone is very weak, there is no fluctuation, and the sentence is silent. It’s like listening to a message that is completely unrelated to you, and there is no change in expression.

At his feet, several disciples outside the temple were in a pool of blood. The light of the transmission array shines from time to time, reflecting the blood of the earth, which is extremely fascinating.

Not long after, a burly figure came out of the transmission array.

When people came to see the cold, the look was amazed and excited, and a step forward: "His Royal Highness!"

If you are obsessed with this scene, you will be surprised to recognize this person - Fu Feng! A mysterious person who suddenly appeared in the sky and moon, no one knows his origins.

"The subordinates heard that Tianyuejie Baixingxing is now, and thought it was His Royal Highness. I didn't expect His Royal Highness to hang in the temple!" Fu Feng tried his best to calm his tone, but he could still hear the excitement!

"It’s hard for you." Don’t let the excitement in the cold eyes die, and quickly restore the usual indifference.

"When it is not...when it can't be..." Fu Feng's big man is actually a little helpless.

"Don't be too close to me, I have a ban on it." Don't whisper: "We have to go back soon, they will get news soon."

"This **** thief is bald!" Fu Feng slammed his eyes in the air, and he immediately respected him and said: "Your Highness is relieved, everything is arranged properly! We will go home soon, and the prohibition of the Hanging Temple is no big deal!"

Fu Feng’s words are full of pride.

Don't look back at the silent silent crotch behind me.

"His Royal Highness, this is..." Fu Feng had some doubts.

"孽部." Don't chill.

Fu Feng’s eyes were round and round, and he couldn’t believe the silent war department in front of him.

"I will take you home." Don't turn cold and face the silent war department in front of you, gently.

"Don't let the cold disappear with the crotch?" The deep voice came from behind the cloth, and the stupid person could hear the thick anger in the head.

Although the disciples who reported the report were nervous, they reported the situation once and for all.

When the disciples who heard the transmission array were killed, no matter how they contacted the cold, they could not find a cold footprint.

The head behind the cloth fell into silence.

Like a dead silence, the air in the temple is like a coagulation, and the disciple is almost unable to breathe.

The head suddenly said: "Is it prohibited? Is there a prohibition on him?"

"The ban does not respond." The disciple worshipped on the ground.

"Know it, go on." The tone of the head returned to normal, and the air that solidified like lead in the temple returned to normal.

The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retired. When he left the hall, he found that his back was soaked.

Inside the temple.

"Check the identity of the cold." The head suddenly opened.

"Yes!" A voice rang.

Wei Sheng, their faces are very strange.

For ten days, they have not found Zuo Mo and A Ghost. The entire tribal tribe was all dispatched, searching in an inch, but still nothing, Zuo Mo and the A ghost disappeared like a void.

Hail's face is not good, he has not recovered from the battle with the truth.

Seeing the hail, Wei Sheng gritted his teeth and asked: "Can there be news?" Zong Ru and Zhu Xiao, both of them raised their heads at this time. Their injuries have not recovered, and they are moving in the hail, they are far less comfortable than others.

The hail smiled and shook his head. Silence suddenly said: "My people have searched the surrounding area for a thousand miles and still have not found it. I suspect..."

"What do you suspect?" Wei Sheng gaze.

"I doubt if they are entering the forbidden area!" Hinger gnawed his teeth: "It is reasonable to say that they will never fly far. Within a thousand miles, there is only one place that has not been searched, and it is forbidden!"

Wei Shengzong’s heart sank, and before they remembered it, the hail would not hesitate to stop the truth from entering the forbidden place.

The two sides could not help but be silent.

At this time, there was a commotion suddenly coming out of the door.

A monk led a stranger in his thirties: "The patriarch, he said that he is the messenger of Mr. Zuo Mo."

Wei Shengzong stood up like Huo Di, Wei Sheng looked like a sword, Shen Sheng said: "Who are you? Why don't I know you?"

Wei Sheng's momentum is as sharp as a sword. Although the injury is not good, it obviously exceeds the tolerance of the other party. Seeing the other person's face pale, Wei Sheng realized that he was too anxious and quickly put away the breath.

The face of the person recovers a bit normal, and the tone is still a bit awkward: "The villain... The villain is a friend of Kant, before... I received a letter from him a few days ago, he begged me to come here... This sent a letter! ”

Immediately after the trembling, I found a jade slip from the spotter and sent it respectfully.

Kant? Didn't he go back?

Wei Sheng took over the jade and browsed it. His look was stunned, and then he sent the jade to Zong Ru with a strange look. Zongru’s gods explored jade and his expression became strange.

"You, your illusion is better than me." Wei Sheng smiled at Zong Rudao.

Zong Ruyi turned over and the news in Yu Jianli appeared in front of everyone.

Talking to Xiao Niang, Xiao Niang said that they received the news from Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo said that he and the ghost were all right, but they could not come back for a while, so that Wei Shengzong would be relieved if he returned to Turtle Island.

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was noticed that the hail was also relieved. Wei Sheng gave him a fist and apologized: "I have been offended by the patriarchs and asked the patriarchs to bear with me!"

These days, the whole tribes of the tribes came out and searched. They looked in the eyes and they were grateful. They almost clashed with the hail because of the forbidden land.

The hail is full of sorrow: "I am sorry to say that I am, I have not taken care of my left brother, it is awkward!"

I got a letter from Koh Tao, and Wei Sheng and Zong Ru’s heart suddenly put back in my stomach. The news is definitely true. Kant did not see the monks at all. If there is no left pointing, how can the messenger find it here?

Although the words in the jade slip are unknown, Wei Sheng and Zong Ru did not delve into it. Things related to Zuo Mo, too many common sense, they have long been accustomed to.

Moreover, Zuo Mo was able to pass the news, which is enough to show that he was innocent at this time.

This is the message that makes them feel happy.

If Wei Shengzong knows the truth about Zuo Mo at this time, he will not be so relieved.

Zuo Mo’s body was almost scattered, and every time he was a ghost, he felt a sharp pain. But he did not come out, he was on the back of the ghost, has been staying for ten days.

The situation of the ghost is very bad. The silk in her eyes is angry and disappears. No matter what she said and she said, she did not react at all.

Unless it is in danger, the purple awns in her eyes will light up again.

A ghost stopped and put Zuo Mo down and sat quietly.

"A ghost, what do you say is this place?" Zuo Mo said to himself, although he knew that the ghost would not have any reaction, he still told her.

Not only did he not know, Pu Yao didn't know, Wei didn't know. He only knew that he was saved by the ghost. According to Pu Yao, the ghost was still in the palm of his hand to save him.

Surprisingly, the devil has a real palm, and the deterioration of the body stimulates the purple awn in her body. It seems to become more powerful. But he would rather not become so powerful. When he thought of the desperate coldness of Zimang, Zuo Mo’s heart was not a taste.

Compared with the ghost, the situation of Zuo Mo is much worse.

His divine power was broken up, and the spiritual power, the gods, and the magical powers of the whole body were all in a mess. Not only can he not use even a little bit of power, but he can't even move a finger. The only thing he can do is to speak. And the chaotic power of the body ran rampant, followed by a sharp pain like a knife.

Pu Yao and Wei are also helpless in this situation, and they have seen such a weird situation for the first time.

"Hey, I don't know if the master brother and Zongru have received any news from me." Zuo Mo said to himself, and immediately asked, "Hey, Pu Yao, did you pass the news?"

"You are bothering? Asked twenty times!" Pu Yao's impatient voice echoed in his knowledge of the sea.

After the harassment, Zuo Mo put the Pu Yao aside and continued to the ghost road: "A ghost, your strength seems to have recovered. It is strange, actually injured, but regained strength. A ghost, you said if we find water Cloud tires, will you remember the previous events?"

A ghost is like a puppet, and there is no reaction at all.

Zuo Mo continued to confess to himself: "What do you say about us? You help me, our relationship is definitely not shallow!"

In Momo’s self-talk, the ghost is like a sculpture, motionless.

After two hours, the ghost returned to the back and walked forward step by step.

"A ghost, why don't you fly? Do you forget it?" The rumor on the back of the left Mozhao said: "The broken purple mang, after I have cultivated the sun **** power, I must get rid of it. !"

A ghost did not react, step by step forward.

This is a land of death, the Gobi that can not be seen at the head, there are gravel everywhere, there is no trace of life. They often encounter wind and sand, and the wind rolls up gravel, which is very painful to hit.

But no matter how big the sand is, the ghosts will never change direction and will not stop.

The petite body carries the left-hander who is bigger than her, and with the wind and sand, the ghosts move forward step by step. She is tireless and does not say a word. Only when she travels for one day and one night, will she stop and rest for two hours.

Zuo Mozhen was on the back of the ghost, sticking to the neck of the ghost, and the pain in the body seemed to become less painful. Even if the pain in the body is like a knife, but Zuo Mo never speaks, I don't know why, he does not want the ghost to hear, even if he knows that the ghost can't hear.

Nowadays, people who are stupid now know that the relationship between the ghost and the enemy is unusual. Ten people are close to themselves.

In the case of not using purple awns, the power of the ghost is no different from ordinary people.

Her footsteps are heavy, and the weight of Zuo Mo is a little difficult for her.

"A ghost, I am telling you a joke, a very funny joke..."

Zuo Mo did not bother to talk to the ghost about what she could not hear. I don’t know why, Zuo Mo just wanted to say.