Zuo Mo played with the beast card in his hand, and a colorful butterfly danced around him. This butterfly was named Rainbow Butterfly by Chun Yucheng, and it was the most outstanding spiritual beast he had raised so far.
Zuo Mo could feel a weak thought coming from the Rainbow Butterfly. This thought was very weak and had many blurry parts. This was the characteristic of low-level spiritual beasts. The higher the level of the spiritual beast, the higher the level of the spiritual beast.
The more spiritual one is, the wisdom of high-level spiritual beasts is no longer much different from that of cultivators.
This rainbow butterfly is only a third-grade creature, and its spiritual wisdom has just begun to develop, so naturally there will be a lot of information that Zuo Mo cannot discern.
However, it was able to accurately understand Zuo Mo's orders and was very well-behaved. The beast pool was originally used to accumulate crystals. Unexpectedly, he now has no shortage of crystals in his hands, and these batch of raised spiritual butterflies have also been used.
Sold for own use.
The Rainbow Butterfly is the most outstanding of the three spiritual butterflies, possessing three magic techniques: Color Eyes, Phantom Poison, and Poison Transformation.
He ordered the rainbow butterfly to use its colorful pupils, and saw the rainbow butterfly flap its wings gently, and a ray of colored light fell on Zuo Mo. His eyes were suddenly covered with a faint layer of multicolored light, and Zuo Mo felt that the world in front of him suddenly changed.
Wherever you look, it's all gray.
After quietly chewing on the thoughts sent by the rainbow butterfly, Zuo Mo suddenly realized. The so-called colorful pupils are poison-discriminating pupils, which can distinguish the toxicity of things.
Zuo Mo doesn't practice poison, so this method is of little practical use to him. The only way it can be used is for refining elixirs.
Compared with colorful pupils, phantom poison is much more interesting. The so-called phantom poison is the ability to use poison to create illusions. Zuo Mo was very interested. He immediately thought of the use of this magic formula. If he quietly placed a few places in his talisman array,
Phantom Poison, that's really flawless.
But among the three magic tricks, Zuo Mo values the most, but it is the third magic trick - Poison Transformation! Poison Transformation is not so much a magic trick as it is a talent. According to Chun Yucheng's explanation, it is
, as long as the rainbow butterfly is fed poison, especially high-grade poison, when it reaches a certain amount, the rainbow butterfly will metamorphose, thus improving its grade.
As the level increases, the spiritual beast's spirituality will greatly increase, and it may even increase the number of magic techniques. Unfortunately, Zuo Mo has no interest in poisons, let alone high-level poisons.
Suddenly, Zuo Mo slapped his forehead, how could he forget that? Wasn't there poison in his own ink-melting white fire? That was the poison obtained by refining the fourth-grade ink lotus seeds.
The grade of the ink-melting white fire was too low, so Zuo Mo decided to use the golden crow fire as the main one. Just in time, he separated the ink-melting white fire and gave the poison to the Rainbow Butterfly and the fire to Xiaota. Although the grade of the ink-melting white fire was not high, but
After all, it is fire, and its physical properties are pure.
But before that, Zuo Mo still needs to do one thing, and that is to refine the blue ice sword first. Blue ice prisms can only be refined with ice flames. Although the Golden Crow Fire is of a higher grade, its physical properties are inconsistent.
The blue ice prism sword embryo is about half a foot long, and the whole body is like a strip prism. The light is refracted on the prism mirror, which is really beautiful.
Three days later, the Blue Ice Sword took shape!
The whole body is like a blue ice edge, the tip of the sword is sharp and sharp, the sword body is composed of hundreds of mirrors, hovering in the air, and a circle of light mist naturally forms around the sword body.
Zuo Mo had a thought in his mind, scoff, the Blue Ice Sword sank into the ground, leaving only an eye. There was an obvious circle of ice marks around the eye, showing how cold it was.
Zuo Mo's weapon refining skills are not superb, and this blue ice sword is only a low-grade fourth-grade sword. After all, the grade of Ink Melting White Fire is too low, and refining a fourth-grade flying sword is still too reluctant.
He didn't care too much about this. The five-intention sword set focused on the physical and sword-intention coordination of the five flying swords.
However, it took Zuo Mo a lot of effort to decompose the ink melting white fire. The poison of the ink lotus seeds had long been integrated into the flame seeds. Trying to separate them was beyond the reach of Zuo Mo's cultivation. However, he soon thought of an ingenious idea.
The way is to let the small tower break it down.
Today's small tower is just a little bit closer to breaking through to the fourth level, and its control power has greatly increased. It can control the decomposition of the input objects.
The ink-melting white fire was quickly separated, and the poison of the ink lotus seeds in the fire was separated. What surprised Zuo Mo was that this mass of ink lotus seed poison turned out to be an invisible thing. When he carefully wrapped it with spiritual power,
When he was exposed to the poison, he was immediately startled, and his spiritual power was consumed rapidly.
As expected, it is poison from the fourth-grade black lotus seed!
This discovery also made him hesitate. Can the rainbow butterfly withstand such overbearing poison? But soon, he felt the expectation and joy of the rainbow butterfly. He saw the rainbow butterfly gently flapping its colorful wings in a circle.
The light circled this poison.
The aperture keeps shrinking and eventually disappears.
Zuo Mo was a little disappointed. There was a black stripe on the rainbow butterfly's wings, and there was no movement anymore. The small tower absorbed the fire, and there was no sign of a breakthrough.
Well, you can't be too greedy, Zuo Mo muttered.
He began to absorb the Golden Crow Fire.
The atmosphere in Arakijiao was tense and tense, and everyone looked a little heavy. Just a few days ago, several injured cultivators suddenly escaped from the boundary river.
They encountered a group of cultivators who were extremely powerful. They killed everyone on sight. Many cultivators were killed before they had time to escape.
Immediately, the atmosphere in Araki Reef became tense. These injured cultivators were unable to fly across the ocean and could only stay in Araki Reef. The cultivators who originally planned to go to the small mountain realm through the boundary river did not dare to act rashly and stayed to see the situation.
The number of cultivators on Huangmu Reef increased dramatically, but no one dared to attack. In addition to the intimidation of the three golden armored guards, they also understood that if there were any powerful enemies, the large formation on the island would be their greatest reliance.
Without the beast pond, Chun Yucheng was at ease. He looked worried: "There are now more than 600 cultivators on the island, and there are 20 Ningmai people. If something happens, it will not be good. Senior brother is in retreat again.
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"What are you afraid of?" Gongsun Chahun said indifferently, "In the worst case, we can run away."
"Tell me, who are those people in Jiehe? They kill everyone they see! It's so lawless!" Chun Yucheng was filled with indignation.
Gongsun Cha teased Gray Butterfly and said lazily: "God knows, it's probably a bunch of crazy guys who can't think straight."
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the people on the island, and the two people immediately stopped what they were doing and stood up.
I saw dense black spots suddenly appearing in the sky in the distance.
Chun Yucheng took a breath of cold air, turned pale, and pointed at the black spot in the sky with a trembling voice: "Then... what is that?"
Gongsun Cha also froze on the spot, showing a look of horror.
Densely packed black spots flew towards Huangmu Reef at an alarming speed, like a dark cloud, rolling in from the sky, carrying a suffocating power, and quietly drifted to a place twenty miles away from Huangmu Reef.
"Demon...demon..."
I don't know who it was, but tremblingly said these two words, and the deathly silent Huangmujiao suddenly exploded like a spark thrown into a frying pan.
"Demon..." Chun Yucheng felt his legs were sore and weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
Gongsun Cha also showed a bit of fear in his eyes, but the fear in his eyes quickly turned into curiosity.
Is this a monster?
He was not the only one who had this idea. In fact, many people on the island had this idea involuntarily.
Except for some weird dark blue skin colors, there doesn't seem to be much difference between these demons and cultivators in the sky. They all have a crystal stone on their foreheads, with different colors and shapes. Most of them are thin, regardless of whether they are men or women.
They are all exceptionally handsome.
"Is this a demon? You're right!" Gongsun Cha tutted and touched his chin: "Well, they are all about as handsome as me. This is very bad."
However, he soon became speechless.
I saw the demons in the sky moving forward three miles in unison.
Everyone was shocked.
Only then did people realize that the formation of these dark-green demons in the sky was straight and orderly, as if they were measured with a ruler. During the drifting process, the entire formation was not disordered at all, and it was shockingly uniform.
When dozens of people are like this, everyone will feel that it is nothing, but when thousands of people are like this, an invisible sense of oppression arises spontaneously, like a huge stone suddenly dropped on everyone's heart, blocking them. All the noisy sounds,
Everything seemed to be grabbed by the throat and stopped suddenly.
"They are really elite!" Gongsun Cha's eyes shone and he murmured to himself. He then glanced sympathetically at the panic cultivators on the island and couldn't help but sigh: "It's just a mob!"
The contrast between the two sides was too strong. No one among the thousands of people on the other side spoke, and they were as quiet as death, while the cultivators on the island were like headless flies, panicked.
"Be prepared to run away." Gongsun Cha said to Chunyu Chengdao.
"Where is senior brother?" Chun Yucheng asked with a confused expression.
"Go to him." Gongsun Cha said,
"I'm here." Zuo Mo appeared behind the two of them at some unknown time.
"Run away." Gongsun Cha spread his hands to Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo also smiled bitterly in his heart. He did not expect that he would encounter such a thing just after leaving seclusion. He knew that Gongsun Chai was right. Although there were more than 600 cultivators on the island, they were just a bunch of rabble.
Seeing the opponent's terrifyingly neat military appearance, Zuo Mo also felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This disparity in power cannot be eliminated by a talisman formation.
"Is it really a demon?" Chun Yucheng was still a little confused, and Gongsun Cha also looked at Zuo Mo curiously.
"Well, they are demons, not demons." Zuo Mo nodded: "Most of them are ghost demons, and there are also some night demons."
"Ghost Samurai Demon? Ye Luo Demon?" Gongsun Cha showed an interested expression. For them, demons are very distant monsters.
"The most common demon is called the little demon, which is equivalent to our Qi refining. The next level up is the ghost servant demon, which is equivalent to our foundation building. The Yeluo demon is equivalent to our pulse condensation." Zuo Mo explained simply.
"It scared me. Then can't we hold on?" Chun Yucheng said with excitement.
Gongsun Cha shook his head but said nothing. Zuo Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I can't hold on. Demons value killing. They have been trained in killing since childhood, so they are much stricter than us. Moreover, you see, they enforce prohibitions. On our side,
Ignorant soldiers are no match for you."
"What should we do?" Chun Yucheng's face turned pale again.
"Escape!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
His heart was filled with sadness.
The good days of sitting on the floor and collecting money are over...