The cultivators who bore the brunt of the attack had already fully opened their spiritual shields, and their spiritual armors were radiant and beautiful. However, these lights that usually brought them a sense of security were reflected on their faces at this time, clearly showing
Their terror.
Many people couldn't help but raise their faces.
In the violently shaking field of vision, a fireball suddenly grew in size and appeared in front of him instantly.
boom!
Zuo Mo hit the middle of this group of people hard.
The three people who were the first to bear the brunt were like stone balls that had been kicked out hard. They didn't even have time to groan, and were forcibly nailed into the soil. Under such an impact, except for the cultivators who were refining the body, other cultivators could not move at all.
There is no chance of survival.
The spirit shield released by the spirit armor is as fragile as paper, cut into pieces by the knife-like turbulence.
The powerful impact made Zuo Mo feel uncomfortable. The flames surrounding him collapsed on the spot, and at the same time a cloud of blood mist was sprayed out. The blood mist sprayed on the red flames, and the flames surged violently.
Several cultivators who were unable to hide were swept away by the soaring flames, and their expressions changed drastically on the spot.
Empty fire! Deadly empty fire!
Zuo Mo didn't understand the power of his move, but there were quite a few people in this group who knew what he was doing. Meteor Sky Fire was not only as powerful as a meteor and irresistible, but half of its strength was attributed to Sky Fire.
Air fire is a very special kind of flame. It is born when the air is agitated, as if it comes out of thin air. Air fire is extremely difficult to extinguish, especially the power of water is useless against it. Another characteristic of it is that it is extremely strong and warm.
Although it is not high, it can corrode people's minds.
The blood foam Zuo Mo spurted out contained his own essence, and the blood increased the intensity of the fire. Seven or eight cultivators suffered a loss on the spot. It was extremely painful to be injured, and several people screamed on the spot.
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Zuo Mo, who still had the remaining momentum, penetrated the formation of the group and rushed towards the ground.
After such a violent impact, the boiling blood in his body slowly cooled down, and Zuo Mo suddenly woke up. When he saw the surrounding situation clearly, his scalp suddenly became numb and he complained endlessly.
Damn it! Are you crazy?
Why did you rush over here...
His face was pale, and he was muttering unconsciously. He glanced at the ground that was approaching rapidly from the corner of his eye, and quickly adjusted his posture. Boom! He landed on the ground in an extremely embarrassing posture, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he ran away.
Everything that happened just now was like a dream. But the only thing that was clear was that although the random collision was powerful, it consumed a huge amount of spiritual power and consciousness, both of which fell below the danger line.
If you don't run away, when will you wait?
The results of this period of physical training finally came into play at this time. Without the support of spiritual power, he could run very fast on just two legs. And just now, his extremely gorgeous meteor sky fire move shocked everyone.
, no one dares to chase.
After running for a long time, Zuo Mo finally stopped and gasped for breath when he saw no one chasing him. He was seriously injured in the collision just now, and his whole body was about to fall apart.
Why did I just rush over...
Evil law... must be some kind of evil law...
Zuo Mo was thinking about this question desperately in his mind. The female cultivator must have cast some evil spell on him! Otherwise, he would never rush over. How could he do such a thing that would bring death?
There is a problem! There must be a problem!
Breathing heavily, no one was chasing him, especially when he saw three Jinjiawei and Yiquwei leading their men to kill him.
Seeing that Zuo Mo was okay, Qu Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, are you okay? Another Qu is recovering his spiritual power and will be here soon."
Zuo Mo waved his hand and put his other hand on his knee, breathing heavily: "I'm fine, you go help that woman who is desperate for her life!"
"Yes!" Qu Wei responded. He just raised his head and froze in place: "Boss..."
Listening to Qu Wei's strange voice, which was like mumbling in his sleep, Zuo Mo felt a little strange. He raised his head and saw Qu Wei's strange face, staring blankly behind him.
He quickly turned around, followed Qu Wei's gaze, and suddenly froze on the spot.
In the sky, the female cultivator is like a weightless female ghost, wandering lightly in the enemy's mind. Her speed is not fast, her movements are not sharp, and there is no light of spiritual power.
But wherever they passed, the enemies kept falling down like dumplings, and were smashed into pulp.
Evil!
A chill suddenly rose in Zuo Mo's heart!
Too... too evil! What kind of magic formula is this? What kind of skill is this?
In just a short while, there were only about thirty cultivators sparsely left in the sky.
Gudu!
Zuo Mo's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he swallowed his saliva subconsciously! In the scene before him, there was no dazzling brilliance, no awe-inspiring sword intent, no booming sound, nothing.
She was walking barefoot through the crowd, and the fierce cultivators, one after another, were like sandbags, hitting the ground one after another. The bare feet that Zuo Mo secretly admired were exuding a strong aura of death.
The bone-chilling chill made Zuo Mo feel as if his bones were frozen. He stood there like a sculpture with his mouth wide open. Beside him, the other cultivators also had fearful expressions on their faces, and they did not dare to breathe out.
This was the weirdest and most terrifying scene Zuo Mo had ever seen.
Even they found it strange and terrifying. How could the fear in the hearts of those cultivators who were in the midst of the war stop at this?
Knife, who had a fierce face just now, now looked like he had seen a ghost, and the flesh on his face was trembling continuously. He turned around and wanted to escape, but found that he could not move, not even his fingers.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the cultivators descending were all frozen in mid-air, motionless, like puppets.
Bare feet as delicate as porcelain, every time a person passes by, someone falls from the air.
In the blink of an eye, the huge battlefield in the sky was empty except for the female cultivators.
Dead silence, dead silence.
The wind blew and the female cultivator floated quietly in the air.
There was a sound of teeth chattering in Zuo Mo's ears. He turned around and saw all the cultivators around him trembling, their teeth chattering. Zuo Mo's heart was beating wildly and his whole body was chilling when he saw the appearance of everyone,
Suddenly, the fear in my heart immediately diluted a lot.
Jiang Wei and Jiang Hao had pale faces and their whole bodies were shaking involuntarily, as were the other cultivators around them.
The female cultivator suddenly turned her face and glanced this way.
"Ah!" A scream full of fear suddenly sounded in everyone's eardrums, but they saw a cultivator's face was distorted, his eyes were protruding, and a few blood stains slowly flowed from his mouth and nose. He kept this posture and fell softly.
On the ground.
The scream just now made Jiang Wei almost stop his heartbeat. He was just about to yell and scold him, but when he saw the miserable condition of this man, he was even more horrified! This subordinate has been with him for a long time and has seen countless battles. Today, he unexpectedly
Scared to death!
Looking at the others, he also knew that if he said he would fight again at this time, he would be the first to be hacked to death by everyone's swords!
He glanced in horror at the strange woman wearing a mask who looked like Hanako in the distance. He knew that he would never forget this strange figure in his life.
"Get out!" He suppressed the wild beating in his heart and yelled in a low voice, shocking everyone, and he turned around and ran away first.
The others were startled, their faces turned a bit paler, and they turned around and ran away like a frightened bird.
The female cultivator did not chase, but just watched quietly. Under her shocking bare feet, there were a hundred corpses scattered everywhere.
Zuo Mo didn't even know how he returned to the city in the end. He was in a daze. The impact and shock of the scene just now was too great. Not only him, but all the cultivators in the city seemed to have lost their souls. They all saw it with their own eyes.
Witnessing the mysterious battle of the female nun, no one dared to look up at the female nun, no one dared to touch her gaze.
The female cultivator stood silently not far from Zuo Mo as usual.
In the sea of consciousness, the Pu Yao in front of Zuo Mo had a solemn face. This was the first time he saw such solemnity on Pu Yao's face.
"What kind of magic formula is that?" Zuo Mo said in a difficult tone.
"I don't know." Pu Yao was obviously frightened by the female cultivator. He said solemnly: "I can't think of any magic formula or secret technique related to it."
"When I checked her body, I found that there was a very strange power in her body. Her body was almost broken, and there were many old wounds." Zuo Mo thought for a while, hoping to give Pu Yao some clues.
"If this is the case, it should be a self-injury magic formula or secret technique. This kind of magic formula and secret technique is powerful, but it will damage the body and longevity." Pu Yao said cautiously: "You have to be careful, her origin is not simple.
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"Be careful..." Zuo Mo's face was more bitter than bitter gourd, and he spread his hands: "How can I be careful?"
Pu Yao didn't know what to say. His expression was no better than Zuo Mo's. Meeting a guy whose origin he couldn't figure out and who was not his opponent made him, who was once a heavenly demon, feel deeply frustrated.
"I wonder if we can ask her to help deal with Ancestor Mingxiao?" Zuo Mo said suddenly.
"She is too young." Pu Yao shook his head: "Even if it is a self-injury technique, the time she has practiced is too short. Although she is very strong, she has not reached the golden elixir. She can deal with pulse condensation, cut melons and vegetables, but
Dealing with golden elixir is another matter."
"Golden elixir and pulse condensation are not differences in types of power, but differences in the nature of power." Pu Yao continued: "The essential gap cannot be solved by taking a slant."
Zuo Mo thinks about it too.
"Tell me, did she use a magic trick to confuse her mind?" Zuo Mo suddenly asked, "Why did I rush out? It shouldn't have happened! I remember her eyes seemed to have a purple light."
"She's definitely useless, I know that for sure." Pu Yao answered firmly, but then his tone was full of doubts: "But I'm also curious, why did you rush out? You are most afraid of death.
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"I think so too." Zuo Mo felt no shame and nodded in agreement: "She didn't give me the semi-crystal stone, so why should I try so hard? It's really evil!"
"She's not beautiful, but it would be fine if she was a beauty..." Pu Yao touched his chin and thought about it.
"Beauty?" Zuo Mo glared and subconsciously raised his voice: "I won't give you crystal stones! Not even beautiful women!"
"Why?" Pu Yao was puzzled.
"Why..." Zuo Mo frowned, looking troubled.
This question was so weird, so confusing to him that he felt uneasy until he understood it. If he rushes forward in such a confused manner next time, his life will be lost.
While Zuo Mo was worrying about this, there was a quiet cave not far from Nansheng Town.
Ma Fan and Xie Shan opened their eyes at the same time.
