World of Cultivation

"I don't matter who I am." The old man grinned.

The juvenile is like a poisonous snake that is eager to choose someone. The muscles are tight and can be ejected at any time, full of dangerous atmosphere. There was no change in the smile on the old man's face. Half a sigh, suddenly the teenager was loose, lazily putting his body into the void.

"Two, at most two." The young man picked up a blood grape and threw it into his mouth. He was vague and said: "If you always want to give us a smile, you will give it to you."

The old man laughed and said: "There are two on two. However, before the laughter Mog does not come out, you have to guarantee the safety of Xiao Yunhai."

"You are very concerned about Xiao Yunhai." The teenager is meaningful.

" Nonsense, he is the guy who can refine the magic of the gods, the old man I also count on the years of life, can engage in the demon warriors." The old man straightforward.

"The Devil of the Heavens?" The young man stunned and looked suspicious: "Is it true? He only made a magical soldier."

"You see it." The old man waved his hand and looked calm.

Juvenile face is suspicious, he always feels that the purpose of the old man is not so simple, but the old man's face, but can't see any clues.

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Zuo Mo did not know the situation outside, he stayed in the magic pool, and refining the magic soldiers.

Seeing the abandoned magic soldiers in the pool, he shook his head and smiled: "The technique of this stack of soldiers is not successful every time. The last luck was really good."

Every time you fail, you will waste ten pieces of the magician. A few times down, Zuo Mo’s hand on the number of meta-devils sharply reduced, such loss, let his heart drop blood.

The technique of the squadron of the squadron has been self-identified, but the difficulty will be multiplied every time a squad is added. When the number of fusions reaches five or more, the magic soldiers will become extremely unstable, and the probability of failure will increase abruptly. This is the kind of magical division that Zuo Mo has made, and there is nothing to help.

The Devils need at least ten pieces of the Devil, and one less.

Continuously lost dozens of pieces of the magician, such loss, even the left Mo feels can not afford. Each piece will have a price of more than three million magic shells, that is to say, the loss of Zuo Mo is as high as nearly 100 million.

Switching to those big families, maybe not care, but Zuo Mo is very painful.

"Crap, what is your local magic soldier." Pu demon did not agree.

Left to a glimpse, he fell into thinking. Since refining the ten-phase spear of the snake, he has recognized that he has mastered the secrets of the demon soldiers. He is full of confidence in refining the new land demon. However, the result of refining is completely different from what he expected.

Continuous loss of nearly 100 million magic shell, so left Mo has to rethink.

The technique of stacking is a simple method, but it is not a stable method. Zuo Mo suddenly found that he had entered a misunderstanding and relied too much on the technique of the squad.

The magic soldier and the magic weapon are two different things in people, but there is no essential difference in the eyes of Zuo Mo, but one is the magic pattern, and the other is the pattern.

The demon warrior, who is the peak of the magic soldier, has an obvious feature, which can completely activate some hidden forces in the blood, which is also the most precious place for the demon soldiers.

Its core is the magic pattern!

Recalling what he has learned, countless magic lines are like water, and they pass by in his heart.

Zuo Mo’s gaze became a little brighter, his eyes were like the shining stars at night.

The magic lines that can stimulate the blood are all powerful magic lines, they are often the magic lines of some top materials. The general magic division is to activate these hidden magic lines.

However, Zuo Mo has a deeper understanding of these magic lines. He knows that the magic pattern can also be drawn like a striated pattern, engraving the magic pattern, but this is his old line.

Now another problem is the carrier of the magic pattern, such a powerful magic pattern, which must be able to withstand the powerful materials.

For this, the general magic division only uses those heavenly treasures, but Zuo Mo has a brilliant idea.

The skill of the stack of soldiers!

After the fifth fusion, the instability of the squadron has increased dramatically, but before that, Zuo Mo's precise control can guarantee that it will not fail. Zuo Mo used these times to use the technique of the squadron, all of which failed after the sixth time.

The magical soldiers who merged five times, talking about the power, can't reach the magic soldiers. However, as a carrier carrying the magic pattern, it can be competent.

Although the meta-devils are of great value, they are cheaper than those of the heavenly treasures.

More importantly, as a result, it is possible for Zuo Mo to continuously refine the magic soldiers.

Inspiration is like a spring, and he thinks of the technique of water refining.

Zuo Mo is sitting next to the Devil's Pool, day after day, forgetting me, like a sculpture.

For the whole five days, the left is not moving.

On the sixth day, his body suddenly trembled, as if waking up from a deep sleep.

Waking up, Momo looked like a star, and he walked around the magic pool, round and round.

On the fifth lap, he stopped and took a pile of material from the ring and began to refine himself with the sun. The black ore quickly turns into a pool of molten iron in the flame, and the beating flame seems to be life-like.

Left Mo ten fingers flew, a line of light, like the homing forest bird, the molten iron that did not enter the flame.

Hey!

A small black nail fell from the flame on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Black nails, about three inches, covered with magic lines.

Zuo Mo’s face floated with a smile, which was the first time he used a refiner to lay out the magic lines. I didn’t expect the effect to be better than he thought.

This law is really feasible!

Zuo Mo is like a chicken blood, and his face is full of exuberant blush.

He flew over the sky above the magic pool. The black nails in the flight, like the flowers of the heavenly woman, did not enter the open space around the magic pool. Each position was not bad. Then his hands continued to drop all kinds of light, these rays disappeared into the soil, but disappeared, but the soil will have a few faint lines.

As the light continues to fall, there are more and more lines around the Devil's Pool. If there is a Demon Warrior present, you will be surprised to find that these lines actually form a demon-like demon.

It’s just that these magic lines are a little different from what they have seen on weekdays.

No one thought of it, Zuo Mo used the structure of the pattern to lay out the magic lines.

The lines are constantly increasing, the magic lines are becoming more and more complicated, and the quiet magic pool is beginning to move. The magic pool is like boiling, and it’s tumbling.

At the bottom of the river, there are countless extremely cold undercurrents, as if smelling sharks, madly rushing to the magical pool.

These cold undercurrents are the best things for refining the magic soldiers, but they are mostly deep in the bottom of the river and difficult to obtain. And the undercurrent is extremely cold, and it is said that the control is extremely difficult, that is, the magic is weaker, and the cold invades the body, and it turns into an ice sculpture.

Therefore, even if you know that these cold undercurrents are very suitable for refining the magic soldiers, no one dares to touch them.

Zuo Mo did not fear at all, he kept making a record of light.

As the cold current continued to flow in, the turbulent magic pool quickly calmed down, the pool surface rose and the cold, and the frost quickly spread along the ground. But as soon as the frost is close to the magic, it will melt and evaporate quickly.

The original black magic pool, now turned out to be clear blue.

There is no trace of impurities.

The undercurrents are like a small, flexible fish that wanders back and forth in the pool, bringing a trace of ripples on the water. Numerous undercurrents shuttle back and forth, under the transparent pool surface, giving birth to countless ripples, dazzling.

Zuo Mo finally showed satisfaction.

At the moment, the Magic Bing Pool, he used the water line and the magic lines to extract the ice and cold undercurrents in the depths of the river to create a magical pool with an unprecedented height!

The chill of the Magic Bing Pool has no influence on Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo 掏 一件 一件 一件 一件 一件 一件 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左If the general manager of the object is in sight, the eyeballs are afraid to fall to the ground. Such a large number of meta-devils, it is impossible to immediately come out.

Check it out, a total of about 60 pieces.

Left to pick and pick, pick out sixty.

His look is so excited, and the inspiration in his mind has made countless strange plans in his mind. He can't wait to try it one by one.

Looking at the 60 pieces of the magician in front of him, an unprecedented crazy idea suddenly popped up.

Once this idea emerges, it cannot be suppressed.

Zuo Mo, who had just broken through from the epiphany, was firmly occupied by the gushing inspiration in his mind. He felt that his mind had never been so clear and sharp. Some thoughts have just been born, and his mind seems to automatically improve the whole program, without any effort and hindrance, and the resulting strong pleasure makes him almost excited!

Without hesitation, he listed all the materials he needed with amazing efficiency and threw it to the bean sprouts that were kept outside the door.

And he did not pause, hurry and start refining.

A piece of magic soldier, he was put into the pool.

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The bean sprouts stayed out the door, and they almost fell asleep. The reason why he stayed outside the door was to avoid the errands of the master.

Being able to receive this errand, he was very excited, cheered up, waiting for the master to wait.

However, his magic body is very weak, his energy is not strong, and he has been kept for three days, and he can no longer hold his eyes. His expression is ruined like a frosted eggplant, yawning.

Suddenly, a ray of light flew out from the inside and fell into his arms.

The bean sprouts suddenly became a spurt and quickly climbed up.

The master must have something to live.

When he saw a list that flew into his arms, he immediately understood that the master must be what materials he needed.

His spirit has been revived, and the master has already greeted him with the materiality. If he needs any materials, he can go directly to withdraw. If it is a low-level material, go to the market.

But when the buds of the bean sprouts are swept away from the list, the whole person will be petrified on the spot, stupid and open, like a clay sculpture.

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