World of Cultivation

Starting from the 560th

Zuo Mo glanced at the group of guards who had been pity, but he was a little surprised. Although the number of the guards is not much, the average level is not low, and there are seven devils in the ranks. Others are all school grades, but they are very close to the ranks. Obviously, this is an elite.

I thought about the other's landlord, and Zuo Mo felt very normal.

However, the time of the other side is in the side of Zeng Pity, and he does not leave, and it seems that he will not accept his command. Zuo Mo did not mind, he wished that he had left him a little farther, and he was inexplicably alert to this beautiful woman who could not see through.

Still a ghost.

Zuo Moru thought, his eyes fell on the ghost, and could not help but soften. However, it is not effective to think that the ghosts take the water cloud tires, and Zuo Mo’s mood is not heavy. A transmission array is arranged between the monks and the turtle islands, which is extremely convenient. This time, Shulong came to support Zuo Mo, and there was just a water cloud tire sent by the monk, and he brought it with him. Deaf people have special means to pick the water cloud and the effect is not reduced.

However, after taking the ghost, although there was more reciprocity in the eyes, there was no improvement. The power in her body is very different and haze, almost the spirit of the ghost is sealed, and the water cloud is quickly eaten away by it.

Unconsciously, the power of the ghosts has increased a bit.

Can't drag on any more.

"Is it all restored?" Zuo Mo asked Shulong.

"All recovered!" Shulong had a bit of joy on his face: "There were six hardmen who were promoted, and one flower demon was promoted. In addition, Miss Nanxun also completed the promotion."

These hardships are all carefully selected from the guard camp. Although the journey is difficult and difficult, once they are hard-pressed, they will benefit a lot. Nanxun accepted Zuo Mo's guidance for the longest time, and the strength of several people was also the strongest. In addition, she was stubborn and strong, and she practiced hardships, but she had been lacking actual combat before. This crazy long-distance support, hundreds of killings along the way, only she quickly broke the bottleneck, refining the Yinshen, and thus stepping into the night of the demon.

Zuo Mo did not reveal a few points of joy, each strength of one point, for them, grasp more points.

Among the battalions, only Shulong and Awen entered the ranks of the leader, and now there are six more. And Wild is itself a leader, plus a newly promoted flower demon, and Nanxun, so counted, Zuo Mo's team has a full eleven commanders.

Among the team of more than one hundred people, there are actually eleven generals, and there is one general, and the remaining ones are all veteran. Such a team is absolutely powerful.

Shouping has been observing this prestigious war department. No, it may be more appropriate to use the fierce name. As the leader of Tianweiwei, Shouping itself is a silver warrior, and it is also the right arm of Zeng Yi. However, every time Shouping observed this war department, he could not help but shudder at the bottom of his heart.

Before that, he was very confident in the level of his own team, and it was his painstaking efforts to have the talent of today. Don't say that in the gravel world, it is near in the vicinity, and Tianwei is a veritable first war department.

People are damned than people, goods are thrown in the goods, in the first battle department in his eyes, standing in front of others, like a group of straw bags wearing dazzling clothes. Before Shouping still had some doubts about the authenticity of the 100-year-old three thousand, but if he really saw this war department, he had no idea at all. Such a war department would say three thousand. It might be possible to have five thousand.

The discipline of the other party is strict and the quality is high. It is simply shocking.

He has never heard of which war department is in the rest of the time, even in accordance with the battle formation. At any point of free time, they will cultivate spontaneously, not like the supervision and cultivation of the camp where he is guarded every day.

They are like a group of ever-hungry beasts, never knowing to stop, never tireless.

Shouping was really scared, not only him, but the gods who were usually above the top of the toes were all scared. At first they were warned by Shouping, and there was still some imbalance in their hearts. But after staying for two days, they saw the Weiying group of guys who were not as strong as the Mozu. They were completely tempered.

That murderous, just the eyes, it makes people feel flustered.

On the contrary, Zeng Pity was quite calm. He practiced on time every day, did not care, did not ask, leisurely drink tea, eat snacks, and look like a hike.

When Shouping was ashamed, the admiration of the lady was born, and the tiger father had no dogs and girls. The foundation of the adults must be handed over to the young lady in the future.

Zuo Mo did not pay too much attention to Tian Weiwei. His eyes have long been raised by Xiao Niang, and the level of Tian Weiwei is really not in his eyes.

He turned and looked at the distance, the direction, the direction of the gravel town. He had thought about bringing Dongzi and Kazhuo, but thought about it, this is a dangerous, one is a simple boy, a caller who does not have any self-protection ability, Zuo Mo still dispel this thought.

"Get off." Zuo Mo faint.

. . . . . .

"Fei, are you really leaving?" The teenagers looked at each other with some reluctance.

Ferry stretched out the scarred palm, touched the head of one of the teenagers, and smiled: "I have my mission."

"Mission?" The juvenile faces are somewhat puzzled.

"Well, what I have to do is the mission." Fei Lei smiled and explained that his body was strong, his face was sharp and angular, his face was frosty, his fine beard was short and his face was light gray, his eyes were light gray. Abnormally deep.

"Will you come back to teach me?" The voice of the teenager who spoke revealed a few nasal sounds.

"No." Fei Lei still smiled, his eyes narrowed, showing a few vicissitudes: "You must practice well, don't be lazy, so you can enter the war department early. Everyone, I am leaving."

After all, Fei Lei turned around and rushed forward in two steps. The black windbreaker was like a bat's open wings, pointing to the sky.

He did not look back.

The deep, light gray scorpion, looking into the distance, seeing the vicissitudes of the world, a bright red hot flame, breaking out of the shell, silently jumping.

At the grip of the palm of your hand, a fierce blood dragon.

The horn of the dust in the millennium seems to blow in the ear.

. . . . . .

The map of Zuo Mo’s hand was sent by Zeng Yi. The collection of the Lord of the World is still quite good. Through this map, Zuo Mo can easily find the location of the Quanquanjie.

This is far more distant than the bundle of dragons who rushed from the small savage world.

The small savage world and the gravel world belong to the hundred barren, while the secluded spring is the deepest part of the meditation. The span between the two is almost across the entire Mozu world.

The forces along the way were staggered, and the forces that were marked were not even one-tenth of the way.

Zuo Moyi thought to understand, although Zeng Yi has good strength, but obviously there is no expansion**, the areas marked on the map are relatively close to the area of ​​the gravel.

Zuo Mo knows that this is not a simple matter, but he has no retreat in his heart. And he plans to look at the road to see if you can get the traces of the soul.

Fortunately, the Mozu has a blood pool.

Zuo Mo saw the blood pool for the first time. The blood was like a big pond. The pond seemed to be full of blood, and it was bubbling with bubbles. However, Zuo Mo knows that the "blood" in the blood pool is not the real blood, but a liquid called red plasma, which is very complicated.

Just like the repairers who can deploy the transmission array in the comprehension world, the demon who can formulate red plasma is also very respectable.

Shulong had long experience and jumped into the blood pool in an orderly manner.

Zuo Mo suddenly hugged the ghost and jumped into the blood pool without hesitation.

A ghost will only be indifferent to one's actions, and that is left.

Shouping saw this scene and secretly glanced at the lady. The young lady’s face was indifferent. He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the lady is not looking at this kid. But suddenly he felt a little sorry, although this kid is not a handsome man, but he is strong and strong!

The tradition of the Mozu is a macho, Miss!

Such a fierce fierce man, Laoshou is the first time to see...

It’s a pity... it’s a pity...

Shou Ping’s heart is chanting and occasionally fantasizing how powerful it would be if the two sides were married.

But he couldn't see the slightest clue on his face, calmly followed the lady and jumped into the blood pool.

Jumping into the blood pool, Zuo Mo only felt a blood red in front of him, a strange sweet smell, and got into the nose. The strange thing is that red plasma does not penetrate into the ear and nose like water, but instead sticks to the skin like a cool film.

Suddenly, a powerful suction came from their feet.

When everyone was too late to struggle, they were suddenly slammed by this force and disappeared.

When the power disappeared, Zuo Mo reopened his eyes and saw Shulong and others who were floating in the red plasma not far away. The blood red red blood plasma is clear and clear, just like the blood red crystal, the left can see the figure of the people.

Without command, a few hard-working, quietly floated up.

After a while, they sent a safe message, and everyone went up.

The blood pool is not very safe. Before the war, the major forces will not allow their blood pool to have security problems, which is related to their smooth path. But nowadays the war is getting more and more fierce. Many places have not allowed outsiders to enter, and the blood pool in some areas is because of the lack of rulers, and it has become the place where many bandits love to ambush.

Shulong had encountered such a situation on the road, they have long been familiar with the road.

Take the bleeding pool, and the desolateness of the eye, let Zuo Mo reveal the color of vigilance.

And Shou Ping’s face was even more tense, and Tian Tianwei called for a moment, and he kept the child in the middle.

Shou Ping whispered: "Miss, the situation is not right."

Zeng Shier glanced at Zuo Mo and asked, "Isn't it right?"

"Well, I came over a few months ago. I used to have a market here." Shouping whispered and watched vigilantly.

Shou Ping did not deliberately suppress the sound, and the ears of the people could naturally hear clearly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.