After flying for about half an hour, there was still no trace. Zuo Mo calmed down and realized that there was no point in being anxious. According to the stupid bird's flying style, he probably wouldn't be able to stop for a while. As long as the direction is correct, he can always be found.
The ash balls spit out by Xiaota are some mixtures of elements other than the five elements. The stupid bird has swallowed so much, and he doesn't know what changes will occur. Just don't let anything happen. He is very worried in his heart, the stupid bird is the first
The spirit beast that only follows him has a deep affection. Although that guy is usually as arrogant as a weak girl, and loves to show off, and does not look at people seriously, etc., but think about the time when he was injured and the stupid bird carried him
He rushed back with all his strength, but he was still quite moved.
Suddenly, a very thin sword light flashed twenty miles away from him.
Zuo Mo was a little surprised. His luck didn't seem so bad tonight. Traveling in the sky at night and meeting other sword cultivators required luck. Especially now that the popularity of the small mountain world has declined, and there are only a handful of cultivators left.
First, I encountered two groups in one night.
He was about to step forward to inquire and ask the other party if he had seen the stupid bird, but he did not expect that the other party's sword light flashed and flew straight towards him.
When Zuo Mo saw this, he simply stayed put and waited for the other party.
Only when the other party flew closer did Zuo Mo see the person clearly. The person was a very young cultivator, probably in his early twenties. His body was gleaming with spiritual armor, which made it obvious that he was not an ordinary person. Under his feet was a shaped handle.
Like a flying sword of a spiritual snake, it flies in the wind with a graceful look.
Seeing the arrogant look on the other party's face, Zuo Mo murmured in his heart. Before he could speak, he heard the other party yelling: "Hey, do you know the Five Elements Technique?"
Zuo Mo immediately felt unhappy and frowned involuntarily, guessing in his mind that this person must be a disciple who had just come out of the sect to gain experience. His arrogant and arrogant tone alone was enough to kill him many times when he was hanging around outside.
"Just a moment." Zuo Mo was still planning to ask about Silly Bird, so he endured it.
The man's eyes lit up: "Follow me!" After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zuo Mo touched his nose, where did this stupid bird come from? Oh, no, no, no! If the stupid bird knew that he and the guy in front of him shared the same name, he would be so ashamed that he would hit the wall and die!
The other party was so ignorant that Zuo Mo didn't know what to say. He immediately thought, how could such a guy still be alive in the small mountain world? The only place he could think of was the Mingxiao Sect!
Only the Mingxiao Sect can have such a disciple who doesn’t know the world!
"Are you a disciple of Mingxiao Sect?" Zuo Mo asked, tilting his head.
"Haha, you also know that I am from the Mingxiao sect! Since you know it, then be obedient! When the time comes, I will be happy, which will benefit you a lot. If you annoy me, huh, no matter how big the small mountain world is, it will not matter.
Your hiding place." The other party turned around and said proudly.
Sure enough, we are enemies on a narrow road!
Now that he knew that the other party was a disciple of the Mingxiao Sect, Zuo Mo didn't have any scruples. When he turned his hand, there was a flying sword in his hand. This flying sword was full of dark green, like water waves flowing, and it was unusually agile. The name of this flying sword
It is the Nether Water Sword, the top level of the third grade, which is one point better than Zuo Mo's Dripping Water Sword.
Zuo Mo would only pick out the magic weapons he captured, the ones he liked, or the ones that were useful, and then put them in his ring. Inside his ring now, all the high-quality magic weapons and some rare materials were piled up.
Although this Nether Water Sword is only a third-grade magic weapon, its entire body is made of jade water and its power of water is extremely pure. It is already at the top level among third-grade magic weapons.
With the Youshui Sword in his hand, Zuo Moru stepped on the ground in mid-air, a series of dense small steps, where the soles of his feet were in contact with the air, overflowing with energy!
Facing the pulse condensing cultivators, Zuo Mo was not afraid. He had defeated the pulse condensing cultivators during the foundation building stage. Now that he had broken through the pulse condensing cultivators, his confidence was greatly increased. What's more, during this period of time, all his imaginary enemies were
It's the ancestor of Mingxiao. Compared to the terrifying golden elixir, the master of the third level of pulse condensation doesn't seem so scary.
As soon as it was released, it was "Li Shui Burning the Sky"!
In an instant, the body of the Youshui Sword was covered with water-shaped flames. These transparent and clear flames were like a piece of living crystal, swallowing and puffing like a living thing!
Different from the flames that were several feet long before, the water-shaped flames on the sword body are now only one foot long, quiet and quiet!
This means that Zuo Mo's sword intention has become stronger and further advanced.
"Li Shui Sword Art" is only a third-grade sword art, but Zuo Mo understands the sword's intention. If he persists on this path, refines his sword's intention, deduce changes, and even create new sword moves.
Zuo Mo also didn't expect that among the several sword intentions, the one he understood the most was not the Bing Chi sword intention, but the Li Shui sword intention. The mere third-grade sword art had some other changes in his hands.
It's as if it comes at your fingertips, without any hindrance, with countless afterimages in the small steps, and the water sword and ghostly fire in your hand!
Gently chop upwards!
There is no violence as before, there is no sword intent as before, there is no roar of wind as before!
Light as water, bright as fire!
A flash of faint brilliance came just like that, gently and faintly, like a spark accidentally struck.
The Mingxiao sect disciple's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "You are so bold! How dare you..."
The voice suddenly stopped, his face changed drastically, and a wisp of solid sword intent that seemed to be substantial locked him firmly!
Sword intent!
He turned out to be a master who understood the meaning of the sword!
The Mingxiao Sect is also a swordsmanship sect, so he naturally knows how powerful he is, and he knows that he has hit an iron plate this time.
Among the disciples of the Mingxiao Sect, there were only three senior brothers who understood the meaning of the sword, and he unexpectedly met one of them! He regretted it greatly in his heart. The competition within the Mingxiao Sect was also extremely fierce. The tyranny of several senior brothers had long since
deeply implanted in his heart.
He gritted his teeth, swung his hands, and a small star-like light shot straight towards Zuo Mo!
"Hey!" In mid-air, Zuo Mo's figure remained unchanged, his wrist flicked, and he brought up a round fire surface!
The faint fire surface is like a big net, catching the broken light.
Zuo Mo stopped and grabbed his hand in the void. The transparent flame wrapped around the broken light and slowly flew in front of him.
"Xiao Chensha!" Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth and spat out a pure golden flame, which was the Golden Crow Fire. As soon as the Golden Crow Fire appeared, Zuo Mo dispersed his sword intention, and the faint and transparent flame burst out.
It turned into countless water vapor and dissipated in the air.
The Golden Crow fire roared, drawing a line of fire and catching this broken light.
"Golden Crow Fire!" This Mingxiao disciple exclaimed with a pale face and a trembling voice.
As soon as the Golden Crow Fire wrapped around the Xiaochen Sand, Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head. What a waste of a good thing! Xiaochen Sand is the essence of the earth element. This Xiaochen Sand, which is the size of river sand, weighs eight hundred kilograms! Such a treasure of the earth element, it is a sacrifice to sacrifice it.
The training techniques were extremely rough, which made Zuo Mo, who had long been accustomed to calculating carefully, heartbroken.
The Golden Crow Fire effortlessly wiped away the talisman array on the Xiaochen Sand, revealing its true colors.
It was square and upright, an extremely standard square shape with a dark yellow and deep color. When it fell into his palm, Zuo Mo felt his right hand sink and he almost missed it.
Good weight!
A unique smell of dust filled the air, and Zuo Mo suddenly felt as if he was in thick dust.
nice one!
Zuo Mo was overjoyed and immediately threw it into his ring. Although this grain of Xiaochen sand was small, it was a rare fourth-grade material. If it was obtained through sacrifice and refinement, it would be a good magic weapon!
The disciple of Mingxiao was completely dumbfounded. This grain of Xiaochensand was his life-saving magic weapon, but it was taken away so easily by the opponent. He was stunned!
After a while, he came to his senses, pointed at Zuo Mo and cursed: "You, you, you..."
After saying "you" for a long time, Zuo Mo didn't hear anything else. He chuckled and looked at the other person: "I can't tell, my dear, you are quite oily!"
"You...what do you want to do?" Mingxiao's disciple suddenly panicked when he saw Zuo Mo's greedy eyes looking at him.
"What don't you want to do? Hey, I want you all to share the good stuff!" Zuo Mo said hey, and he had seven or eight yellow and vermilion ropes in his hands. Each red rope was no more than the thickness of chopsticks.
"Tie the Immortal Rope!" Mingxiao's disciple almost fainted.
Coming from a big sect like Mingxiao Sect, he may not be good at anything else, but his vision and insight are definitely much better than those of disciples from small sects. The dozen red ones in Zuo Mo's hands are all immortal ropes! The so-called immortal ropes
, is a general term for a type of magic weapon. Their use is also very single, and can only be used to bind enemies.
His only impression of the Immortal Binding Rope is that it is very valuable! Because in order to hold the opponent, the Immortal Binding Rope is mostly made of materials that are difficult to be damaged by flying swords. This ensures that they are tough enough.
It cannot be broken off by the enemy.
He has never seen anyone take it and pull out seven or eight fairy ropes.
He never thought that one day he would have to face seven or eight immortal ropes!
"Hey, you're quite knowledgeable." Zuo Mo said, but his hand movements were not slow, and eight fairy ropes flew out in a whoosh.
As soon as the Immortal Binding Suo flew out of the palm, it rose up in the wind and was ten feet long!
The eight fairy ropes actually create a spectacular scene of shadows all over the sky.
The opponent had no room to move at all. After a few attempts to resist, he was tied up tightly.
But when Zuo Mo saw a huge rope egg that was wrapped seven or eight times inside and out by the Immortal Binding Rope, with no human figure visible at all, he was a little dumbfounded. He quickly took back the extra Immortal Binding Rope, leaving only one, and then
Look at that Mingxiao disciple, he has fainted.
But his eyes immediately brightened, this was actually a good tactic!
The Immortal Binding Cord is a third-grade magic weapon with a single purpose and is expensive. He didn't pay attention to it before. He just thought it was interesting and put it in his ring. The scene just now made him immediately realize the power of this trick. Of course, a bundle of clues is not powerful enough.
, the opponent can hide or block, and there is an advantage to tying the Immortal Rope - it does not require too much body control.
Each immortal rope, driven by spiritual power, is ten feet long!
Eight ten-foot ropes are enough to lay a tight net in the air!
No way to hide, no way to stop!
If he faced this scene himself, he couldn't help but shudder...
Zuo Mo, who had just thought of a new tactic, was in a good mood. When he saw Ming Xiao's disciples who were tied into brown buns, Zuo Mo felt even happier.
Sure enough, I still have to go out!
If you don’t go out, you won’t gain anything!
With a flick of his hand, the tightly tied Mingxiao disciple flew to him. Zuo Mo hummed a small tune and began to search slowly.
No ring...
Then take off your clothes, oh no, take off your spiritual armor...
