The wind was blowing, and the sky over Huangmujiao was tense.
The Black Wind Thief on the opposite side was filled with murderous intent. Zuo Mo sighed inwardly. He had just killed five people, but it did not make the other party feel any fear. Instead, it aroused their ferocity.
But soon, he put these thoughts behind him, because the opponent's formation was pressing upwards.
There is no doubt that the next battle will be even more brutal and fierce.
Zuo Mo felt the pressure increase sharply. At this time, he didn't care about hiding it and raised his hand to shoot a ray of light downwards.
Sky ring and moon sound array!
A bright moon rises slowly and hangs low in the sky. Countless filaments hang down from the moon, all over the barren reef. There are large and small haloes hanging on the filaments, like wind chimes.
It's just that this bright moon is dyed with a layer of orange-red, exuding a faint orange-red light, with a hint of warmth, and is no longer as cool as water, as smooth as silk before.
Zuo Mo sighed in his heart, just a little bit, the Sanskrit Sound Ring will be tempered. The power of the Sanskrit Sound Ring that has been tempered will be greatly increased. Unfortunately, it is just a little bit short, but just this little bit, the power of the Sanskrit Sound Ring will be less than
A grade.
The situation in front of him did not allow him to continue tempering. There were still more than 60 people left on the other side.
Sixty cultivators, including five at the pulse condensation stage, brought unparalleled pressure to him.
The only thing that could compare with the situation in front of him was probably the Sword Intent Formation. The formation created by the five golden elixir cultivators was certainly no small matter, but in the Sword Intent Formation, he knew that his life was not in danger.
In terms of power, the guys in front of him are not as good as the Sword Intent Formation, but these guys who kill without batting an eye will really kill him!
"Is there any good way?" Zuo Mo asked Pu Yao.
"Kill!" Pu Yao said simply and neatly, his blood pupils flashing fiercely.
Only then did Zuo Mo feel that this guy had the demeanor of a heavenly demon, but although his words were powerful, they were not constructive at all.
"How to kill?" Zuo Mo felt that he was an idiot for asking Pu Yao, an idiot, but he couldn't help but ask.
Are you nervous?
Sure enough, Pu Yao looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Of course I'll kill them one by one."
He wanted to ask: "Why kill them one by one?" But he still held back because he really didn't like the look in Pu Yao's eyes.
Pu Yao thought for a while and suddenly said: "If you can kill them all within an hour, I will teach you the "Little Chiba Hand"."
One hour...kill them all...
Now it was Zuo Mo who looked at Pu Yao like an idiot: "Do you really think I'm stupid? For an hour, you thought I was killing a pig? They are..."
"You just have to say whether you want to do it or not?" Pu Yao said lazily, without any trace of the murderous look on his face.
"Fuck!" As soon as Zuo Mo said this, he felt like an idiot.
Within an hour, kill all the guys in the dark sky...
one two three four five six seven……
Sixty-seven people, five condensing pulses, sixty-two foundations, oneself...building a foundation...
Well, after being fucked by Pu Yao, even the last trace of nervousness in Zuo Mo's heart disappeared.
Inexplicably, he felt that he was vaguely looking forward to and excited. It seemed that he was extremely looking forward to the upcoming battle. His body was heating up and his spiritual power was extremely active. It couldn't be that he had stayed with Pu Yao for too long, and he had also become
It's a bit abnormal...
The sky ring and moon sound formation enveloped the entire Huangmu Reef, and Zuo Mo's figure was looming in it.
Zou Han's eyes were cold, full of hatred, and murderous, but he suppressed himself. He was waiting for the boss's order. The Black Wind Thieves were able to dominate for such a long time, and their excellent tactics were the most important guarantee. Although they were members of the team
The second-in-command, although he was filled with hatred, he still held back.
Zhang Hao's pupils shrank into a slit, and a flash of blood shot out from the slit in his eyes, cruel and cruel.
At this time, he had put all other distracting thoughts behind him. No matter how many worries he had in his heart, once he decided to fight, there was only one thought left in his mind: kill them all!
"Kill!" Like the deep roar of a wild animal, it burst out from his throat.
"Kill, kill, kill!" Everyone else's eyes were all red, leaving only the purest killing intent.
The sixty-seven people suddenly divided into several parts, like a few small streams, and surrounded Huangmujiao from all directions.
A mere sixty-seven people actually gave off an aura of cruelty and cruelty, which was frightening.
Fu Feng's eyes lit up when he witnessed this scene, and he praised: "I used to think that the Black Wind Thief was just a name in vain, but now it seems that it is a well-deserved name! This momentum is the Wu Kong Sword Sect that has been in the limelight recently.
, it’s also hard to see.”
One of the cultivators couldn't help but said: "The last time the Black Wind Pirates encountered Wu Kong Sword Sect, they were severely defeated." The cultivators under his command had followed Fu Feng for a while and knew that Fu Feng would not be dissatisfied because of different opinions, so
Only then did he dare to speak.
Fu Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "This is different. The Wukong Sword Sect is stronger than the master, while the Squid Pirates is stronger as a whole. The strength of the whole cannot replace the master, and the strength of the master cannot replace the whole. In small-scale conflicts, masters
The role of the master is prominent. But if it is a battle involving tens of thousands of people, the role of the master will not be that great."
"How is it possible that there are tens of thousands of people fighting?" the cultivator said unconvinced.
"Just because it's not happening now, doesn't mean it won't happen in the future." Fu Feng said meaningfully.
Sixty-seven cultivators took action at the same time, with astonishing power!
The sky was filled with flashes of light, and flying swords and magic weapons were flying everywhere.
Zhang Hao's strategy is very simple, use force to overcome skill! Attacking a strong point head-on is originally a taboo. But the situation at hand is special, because only Zuo Mo can resist. No matter how powerful Zuo Mo is, facing sixty-seven people
The cultivator's attacks will always be insufficient.
The island is densely covered with talisman arrays. If you fall into it, it will give Zuo Mo an opportunity. It is better to simply break the talisman array with brute force. If Zuo Mo loses his biggest support, he will be a lamb to the slaughter.
Zuo Mo feels terrible now.
damn it!
These guys hit him on the head with everything!
Sixty-seven cultivators took action at the same time, blasting down crazily, not sparing any spiritual power at all, as if they were trying to level the barren reef before giving up.
Moreover, this group of people was very smart. They just bombarded Huangmujiao from a distance without getting any closer.
Seeing the flying sword spells raining down above his head, Zuo Mo said fiercely, "Okay, let's see how much spiritual power you have wasted!"
The Wu Kong flag in his hand was thrust heavily into the ground, and the sword light that was swimming around him quietly dispersed into the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation.
Zuo Mo jumped up from the ground and began to shuttle back and forth on Huangmujiao. He was like a firefighter, constantly patrolling the formation.
The Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation he set up was unprecedented in scale, with as many as 216 sub-formations, and with the recent continuous patching of loopholes, although it was not unbreakable, it was able to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the Black Wind Thief.
Come down.
He knew that as long as he survived the opponent's round, the active and passive situation between the two sides would immediately reverse.
After all, not all of the sixty-seven cultivators are powerful offensive cultivators. For example, Zou Han, the Hundred Poison Fan in his hand can release all kinds of poisonous evil spirits, which is extremely vicious, but in such a head-to-head battle, it exerts
It has no effect.
The real threats are powerful cultivators like Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao's flying sword is very unique. The blade is broad, like a shovel and an axe. It moves in a fierce and fierce manner. The sword body is shrouded in a layer of red light. Each strike is like a heavy ax tearing through a mountain, with great force!
Among all the cultivators, Zhang Hao posed the greatest threat to Zuo Mo. Every blow he struck made Zuo Mo terrified.
The threads as thin as hair in the Sky Ring and Moon Ring Array are always flying and trembling, causing the halo above to jingle.
After being tempered for such a long time, the Sanskrit sound ring has become more masculine and fiery. The previous ring sound was clearer and more transparent, but now the ring sound is powerful and violent, and even the echo seems to have a bit more heat and fire.
Zuo Mo was relatively calm, especially after he was frightened a few times and found that the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation was safe and sound. Then he remembered that during the sword test meeting, the Seventy-Two Sub-Arrays of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation had withstood the severe stress.
During the test, more pulse condensing cultivators entered the formation than this time.
It is wishful thinking to destroy the 216 sub-formations of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation with such a head-on attack.
He knew that the other party would realize this soon.
Only then does the battle really begin.
Zuo Mo raised his head and glanced at the sky. Through the strands of silk thread, he could even clearly see the madness and ferocious expression on the enemy's face.
He lowered his head and his eyes became a little cold.
He began to take out array disks from the ring and threw them into various formations from time to time. With the help of the cover of the Tianhuan Yueming Formation, he quietly dropped the array disks.
At this moment, he had no intention of holding on, and the formation disk in the ring flew out of his hand as if it was free of money.
He wants to turn Huangmujiao into a hunting ground, a hunting ground full of traps!
Gongsun Cha and his party hid in the magma cave, which was also the safest place in Huangmu Reef. The molten cave went deep into the ground and was surrounded by countless talisman formations set up by Zuo Mo. It was an important place among the important places.
Hearing the faint ding-dong sounds outside, everyone in the molten cave had worried looks on their faces.
Chun Yucheng sighed: "It's a pity that we can't help!"
This sentence made many people clenched their fists involuntarily. Although they were all production cultivators, they were still young people, at the age when they were in full swing. And they also knew that if this group of people broke through the formation, they would wait.
What will be their fate.
This group of bandits needs people who can fight. Production cultivators like them who have no fighting ability will be killed at the first opportunity.
Gongsun Cha was the calmest of all. He lay on the ground and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, it's not easy for them to break through Senior Brother Zuo's formation. And I think Senior Brother Zuo is even more powerful than before.
,Did everyone forget about the green-spiked crocodile?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in high spirits!
They thought of the head-to-head confrontation between Senior Brother Zuo and the Green-spiked Crocodile many times without any tricks, and their confidence suddenly rose, and their frightened hearts calmed down!
In the sky, the attack gradually slowed down.
Zuo Mo raised his face and took a look, then lowered his head and continued to set up.