World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo moves very fast.

Just in the [Wang ban 穹 穹 有所 有所 有所 有所 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左 左A touch of golden light suddenly appeared from his hand, quietly reaching out and screaming at the head of the cow.

A golden palm print came out of the hand.

If the rhinoceros demon sees this palm print, it must be scared that the eyeballs will come out. Except for the gold palm print, not the blood palm print, the others are exactly the same.

[Devil's Palm]!

Whether it is the big demon or the rhinoceros, they can't think of it. The most powerful and core part of the king's ban is not "forbidden" but "king". Zuo Mo in the ban is the "king" of the entire ban, and he is the most powerful and core of the entire ban.

The entire ban on all changes, every subtle change will be passed to his heart.

The imprisoned [Devil's Palm], its change, was touched by the left and the wrong, seven seven eight eight, this shot, there are seven or eight likes. However, he cultivated the sun's divine power, and the shot was the golden palm. The fierce and savage temperament was greatly reduced. On the contrary, the violent violent intention was a sharp increase.

The earth's yin is so rich, and Zuo Mo's sun power is just the yang to the new, this shot, suddenly like hot soup Wo Xue.

There was a hint of fear in the eyes of the oxen, and the terror power contained in the little gold palm print made him feel heartfelt. He pulled out and succumbed, without warning, a purple palm, slamming through his head.

Zuo Mo and A Ghost have a tacit understanding. Zuo Mo shot out of the astonishing, stunned, so that the other side of the heart and tremble, and the ghosts come to the ghost, the fatal characteristics of a hit just to the fullest.

In the same way, the left Moa ghost two, one gold and one purple dazzling, and soon picked up the eagle. The ghost that absorbed the divine power of the two monsters, the violent purple flame in the eyes gradually converges and regains its gloom, but her forehead has a faint trace.

Left Mo is in the heart, is this the undead seal?

When I think of the old man, Zuo Mo quickly took out the fragrant incense. A ghost seems to smell the smell of scent, and there is a hint of eagerness in his eyes. Zuo Mo will hand the knot to the ghost.

Each of the fragrant incense is about the size, shape, and gray shape of the broad beans. This is a very unique and indescribable fragrance. It is Zuo Mo, and I can't help but move my throat.

Black Gold Run Soldier stretched his neck and stared at the scent of the scent in the hands of the ghost. It looked like the forehead of the sheep in front of him, and the corners of his mouth could see a few crystals.

The first geek of the sheep also stopped, staring straight at the fragrant incense in the hands of the ghost.

A ghost directly swallowed the knot.

Black gold squad screamed, his face grief, turned his face and stared at the sheep blame, and screamed in his mouth: "My mine, my..."

I haven’t heard of God’s first blame, and I’m so hard to be lifted by Black Gold.

Zuo Mo looked at it for a while, and felt that Hei Jin Fu Bing did not need help, he took his eyes. After the ghost swallowed the fragrant incense, he immediately sat down on his knees and flashed his purple hair from time to time.

The look of the ghost was calm, and the left was slightly relieved. His gaze re-entered the bones on the high platform.

A flash, he appeared on the bones.

Close to the end of the bones, I feel more and more bones. This altar selection is extremely clever, and below the altar is a hole in the veins. It is an ordinary bone armor. After tens of thousands of years of yin and so on, the texture will be reborn and become excellent.

Not to mention that the texture of the bone itself is not like anything, although Zuo Mo can't identify the bones that are made of this.

The altar was a product of ancient times and has been around for tens of thousands of years. According to the records of the Golden Leaf, the size of the altar is related to its size, but it is not absolute. The altars of many unique tribes do not blindly pursue grandeur and grandeur. But one thing, but it is surprisingly consistent, that is to guard the statue.

But the altar with guarded statues means that this altar is very important to the tribe.

The ancient times were too far away from the present, and Zuo Mo’s cognition of them was mostly obtained through the memories left by Jin Ye and Qing Lin. Jin Ye is difficult to understand. After tens of thousands of years of Qing Lin’s consumption, many memories have become blurred.

The materials of ancient times are very different from the present. The era is a time when wild animals are rampant. All kinds of rare materials are everywhere, and they can survive for tens of thousands of years. Its texture is even more extraordinary.

Each piece of bone is like a gray crystal, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities. The scale of this vein is obviously very large, and the yin contained in it is extremely amazing. The smoldering yin is like a turbulent stream of water, constantly scouring and rinsing the bones.

Extremely strong yin, so that the left Mo is somewhat uncomfortable.

Unlike other items of that era, the skeleton is unusually beautiful. The tiny bone pieces are polished to a very thin layer, layered like a cockle. The most striking thing is the two short bones that are inserted obliquely at the arm.

Different from the texture of other bone fragments, such as gray crystal, the short bone blade is white and white, without a trace of flaws. The weird and strange arc is Zuo Mo, and I feel a chill in my heart.

Zuo Mo stretched his hand to touch the bone armor, and he had to touch the bone armor. Suddenly, a slamming sound came from the fingertips.

Zuo Mo's hole was suddenly round and stunned. He took his finger back to his eyes and saw that his fingertip was covered with a very fine scar. The face of Zuo Mo’s face was even more intense. He knew how strong his body is today. It was an ordinary flying sword. He was cut on him and he had not cut him. The flying sword was afraid of breaking.

It is the gas blade of the yin.

However, the shock of Zuo Mo is not a yin, but he finally figured out why this bone is in the altar.

God soldiers!

This is a **** soldier left over from ancient times!

This is the real **** soldier!

It’s hard to suppress the color of his face, so such a good thing can be met by him. The bones are pure and yin, not suitable for him, but they are very suitable for the ghosts. The undead power of the ghost is itself the nature of death, and the bones also have the breath of death.

The screaming Ghost appeared quietly beside Zuo Mo, staring at the bones.

The left heart feels a little, turned his face, the mark of the ghost's forehead became clearer, it was a seal. The fine chain of lavender is a strange knot.

what……

A ghost seems to be beautiful!

Left to a glimpse, seriously look at it. This fine look, and sure enough, the scar on the face of the ghost, almost disappeared, the new skin on the face, delicate white. Show the face of the temperature, the pointed chin, Zuo Mo faintly saw the girl who was imprisoned in the void, subconsciously, Zuo Mo extended his palm and reached the face of the ghost.

A ghost did not move, no dodge.

The slippery, strange touch came from the fingertips, and the heart of the left Mo was inexplicable. The face of the ghost was suddenly leaning against the palm of the left Mo, and the face was buried in the palm of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo’s heart jumped even more, but his hand was not willing to let go.

Compared with the time when the king banned the sky, the time is at this moment, it is really solid.

"Haha! This taste! It's this taste! It's so wonderful!"

The black laughter of the black gold squad came, and he had just killed the sheep and ate his power. He was awakened by the left, and his face suddenly became flustered. He quickly retracted his palm, grabbed the palm of the ghost, and pretended to check it.

But soon, the pretense disappeared, and the look on Zuo Mo’s face became serious.

A ghost's body power is several times stronger than before, and the power of God's power makes Zuo Mo somewhat frightened. Fortunately, the power of the ghosts in the Ghosts seems to know the general, and there is no hostility to his sun power, but he welcomes them cheerfully.

However, Zuo Mo's face is more dignified.

The purple chains of the ghosts are made finer, but the patterns on the chains become more delicate and delicate, and the purple flames appear from time to time on the chains.

More powerful undead power, the imprisonment of the ghosts of the ghosts, has become more sealed. But let the left Mo slightly put down the heart, the ghost of the ghost seems to have become a lot more solid. The sinful turn of the lotus and the fragrant incense, helped her greatly. The girl's white clothes are like snow, and her posture is serene, and her forehead has the same purple seal.

This time, the ghosts of the ghosts did not notice the left Mo.

However, when the line of sight touched the white-haired snow, the ghost's mouth showed a shy smile, and the heart of Zuo Mo was inexplicable.

At this moment, suddenly he frowned.

Easy to come!

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Outside the line of fire, Yi’an’s mood has never been more than that. After him, countless lines of sight are on him, and he is like a man on his back. But for now, he can't hold his scalp.

The demon temple was smashed and he just saw it, and the last trace of luck in his heart vanished. The emerging forces such as the Magic Warrior Association, Yi An is not afraid, but the behemoths of the Yaozu Presbyterian Church are so powerful that there is no such thing as a vitality.

The only vitality is to hold Xiaoyunhai, oh no, it’s a laugh!

These two names represent very different meanings. Xiao Yunhai is a master of magic, representing the interests, and laughing Mogo is a master of power, is a strong, representing the strength of survival.

Whenever possible, survival is far greater than the benefits.

Yi An is a businessman. He knows very well that if he wants to accept himself, he must prove his worth and prove the value of the object. Don't look at Diane to laugh at Mogo and enemies with the Demon Elders, but if the other party doesn't want to get into trouble, they can turn a blind eye.

At the moment, the most important thing to laugh at Momo is to trace the soul of the grass!

Laughing Mogo is willing to use the land magic to change the shadow of the grass, it is enough to show that the importance of the traces of the grass is important to him.

He stood quietly outside the line of fire, waiting to laugh at Momo's call.

In the eyes of the public, such a statement means that he has no other retreat. Behind the demon elders will have a bad eye, let him hold on to his teeth.

And he stood by the fire line for so long, no one of the demon elders shot, showing their jealousy of laughing Mogo.

This gave Dian a little more confidence.

But he has more confidence, but in the box in his hand.

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