Huang Zhuoguang suddenly discovered that the surrounding space was in chaos.
There are countless turbulent flows of spiritual energy and countless turbulent air flows. The small valley is like a chaotic turbulent zone.
The worst thing is……
He didn't need to raise his head to know that his connection with the sky was cut off. In the flash of lightning, he suddenly realized that it was a trap! This was a trap carefully prepared for himself!
The small valley was full of tiny streams of spiritual power flying and colliding, extremely unstable. Some fragments that he had ignored before passed through his mind like running water, and a chill surged in his heart. He was in panic as he flew down the valley.
To him, the group of cultivators that had risen up was like a flock of birds that had been frightened by eagles, so powerless, so weak, so frightened.
At this moment, he realized that these guys with pitifully low combat effectiveness had unknowingly used their spiritual power and turbulence to weave a net over the small valley, cutting him off from the sky.
net!
He is cut off from the sky!
What a poisonous trap! He felt a little admiration in his heart. This group of people looked like a mob with low combat effectiveness. It was really amazing that the other party could come up with such a brilliant idea and bring out their value!
His eyes fell on Zuo Mo, who was guarding the entrance to the secret realm.
This person turns out to be the most powerful guy among this group of people!
Huang Zhuoguang's eyes narrowed for the second time. Faced with the dilemma, after experiencing the initial surprise, he not only had no fear, but on the contrary, his fighting spirit and fighting spirit were suddenly ignited. He only felt that the temperature of his body was constantly rising.
No one has ever forced him into such a desperate situation! Such a mess!
Without the sky, how dare you dare to challenge me?
The light in Huang Zhuoguang's eyes skyrocketed, and he suddenly raised the tip of the flying sword in his hand. A powerful momentum burst out, and the fine turbulence around him suddenly disappeared.
Zheng Zhong and the others stepped forward without hesitation.
This is also the reason why Zuo Mo retreated. Zheng Zhong and his group cooperated tacitly. If he got involved himself, it would destroy their overall combat effectiveness. It would be better to pull them out and wait for an opportunity to attack.
The space in the small valley is small. In such a battle, the competition is reaction, small skills and magic weapons.
Huang Zhuoguang has never experienced such a battle, but he is not afraid. He is covered with fourth-grade magic weapons!
The spirit armor on his body is a fourth-grade mid-level earth-walking spirit armor. It is a fine product produced by the Mingxiao sect. It is called the Fuxiao spirit armor. It is made of Xiaotu. The ancestor of Mingxiao out of love.
He even added three grains of Xiaochen sand into it. This also greatly improved the level of the spirit armor, especially its talisman formation, which was quite ingenious. The ancestor of Mingxiao simply borrowed some talismans from the Jiuzhuanxiao Earth Pan.
The formation makes it not only have extremely high defense, but also damage the enemy.
There is always a faint circle of sand mist surrounding Huang Zhuoguang. Don't underestimate these sand mist, they can easily crush the second-grade flying sword, and the most powerful thing is that they can corrode the opponent all the time.
The Fuxiao Spirit Armor is definitely a melee weapon!
Others generally cannot see his flying sword, because his flying sword will always be hidden in the sky. The flying sword "Tianwen", which is refined with the essence of cloud soul, is like an invisible stream of water, quietly flowing in Huang Zhuoguang's eyes.
Circling overhead.
The jade pendants and rings on his body are not ordinary, they look like high-end goods.
Looking at Zheng Zhong and the others, they were immediately much poorer. Except for the shiny silver flying sword in Zheng Zhong's hand, which was a lower-grade fourth-grade sword, the others all had third-grade swords.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head secretly, it seemed that their life was not easy either.
The price of fourth-grade magic weapons is quite expensive. For Zuo Mo's Thunderbolt Streamer Wing, the mid-grade fourth-grade magic weapon cost him sixty fourth-grade crystals! You know, one fourth-grade crystal is equivalent to 500 third-grade crystals.
Crystals, that is to say, this magic weapon requires 30,000 third-grade crystals.
This price is definitely not affordable by ordinary people.
Zuo Mo captured countless magic weapons in the small mountain world. The magic weapons can be piled up into a hill, but there are only a handful of fourth-grade magic weapons. Now in the small mountain world, third-grade magic weapons are the most mainstream equipment, and fourth-grade magic weapons are all in the hands of some masters. As for things like
Even if you have a magic weapon like the Jiuzhuanxiao Earth Plate, you would not dare to use it.
Among the many magic weapons, the fourth-grade flying sword is the most rare and the most popular. There is no way, who can say that the mainstream cultivators in Xiaoshan Realm are also sword cultivators.
Zuo Mo unconsciously took stock of his net worth, and unexpectedly discovered that he still had quite a bit of wealth.
However, things like the Thunderbolt Flowing Light Wings and the Seven-Star Sword Boots were mostly bought with the crystal stones he earned from reselling the Golden Crow Fire.
As soon as he saw the difference between the two magic weapons, Zuo Mo knew that it would be difficult to fight.
Why is the price difference between the fourth-grade magic weapon and the third-grade magic weapon so much? In addition to the more refined and rarer materials and better performance, there is another extremely critical point, which is the talisman array.
Fourth-level magic weapons often have their own talisman formation skills, such as the scattered sand mist of the Fuxiao Spirit Armor, which is a talisman combat skill called "Mist Kill". And like Zuo Mo's pair of seven-star sword boots,
The Talisman Formation skill is relatively unique, it is the Sword Formation.
Most of the fourth-grade magic weapons have talisman formation skills, but a very few do not, such as the Thunderbolt Flowing Light Wing. If such a magic weapon without talisman combat skills can still be evaluated as a fourth-grade magic weapon, there is only one possibility, and that is
One of its characteristics is too strong, such as the speed of the Thunderbolt Streamer Wings.
A good magic weapon may be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal in the hands of a low hand, but in the hands of a master, it can exert great power.
And what if a master has good magic weapons all over his body?
Zuo Mo had a headache. Surprises kept popping up in the situation. His initial plan was basically the same, except that he planned to use his little Chiba hand to make the turbulence more chaotic. Unexpectedly, these guys were willing to listen to him.
If so, his plan would be even more perfect.
But now it is discovered that even if all their mechanisms are exhausted, Huang Zhuoguang is not as suppressed by them as he imagined.
Huang Zhuoguang charged back and forth in the encirclement without any fear. His spirit armor's talisman formation skill "Mist Kill" was fully activated. His whole body was like a human meat grinder, charging unreasonably!
The pair of tiger-eye boots on his feet are also extraordinary. Every time he steps on the ground, the ground trembles!
It has the same effect as the pair of omnipresent gloves on Zuo Mo's hand.
As long as the opponent showed a slight flaw, the flying swords hovering above his head would be slashed down in a flash. If Zheng Zhong and the others had not cooperated with each other tacitly, several people would have been killed by now.
As Huang Zhuoguang became more and more familiar with this style of play, he became more and more comfortable with it.
With a sharp kick of his feet, he was like a cannonball being discharged from the barrel, crashing towards Liu Gui at an alarming speed. Liu Gui was horrified, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed repeatedly, and a sword screen appeared in front of him.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly hit the ground halfway, his body suddenly bent, and he threw himself at another person like a ghost.
The man wanted to step forward to help Liu Gui, but Huang Zhuoguang suddenly turned around. Before he could make any reaction, Huang Zhuoguang rushed in front of him. Fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Just as he was about to be crushed into a ball of flesh by the sand mist, he saw a bright sword light piercing Huang Zhuoguang.
Zheng Zhong's support was just right. Huang Zhuoguang was still quite wary of Zheng Zhong. He swiveled around and flashed his sword. Before Zheng Zhong could breathe a sigh of relief, a ball of sparks suddenly burst out from the junior's head.
The flying sword flashed away.
Huang Zhuoguang's eyes suddenly fell on Zuo Mo. He didn't expect that Zuo Mo could detect such a hidden attack.
Zuo Mo shook his head inwardly. The cooperation of this group of people was much worse than that of Xiao Niang's people, far lower than what he had expected. In desperation, he had no choice but to shout: "The others go to heaven.
Brother Zheng, deal with him."
Liu Gui and the others showed a hint of hesitation, but Zheng Zhong said without hesitation: "Listen to him!"
Others flew into the sky one after another, and the valley immediately became empty. Only Zuo Mo and Zheng Zhong were left to deal with Huang Zhuoguang. Huang Zhuoguang became more confident the more he fought, and he laughed loudly: "You guys can come together!"
Zuo Mo was unmoved: "Old Zheng used a flying sword."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of light, spiritual eyes! He raised his hand and struck a Yangsha Gang Lei. The target was not Huang Zhuoguang, but the space above Huang Zhuoguang.
Zi La La!
A flying sword revealed its original shape, countless electric lights flashed on it, and it whined and trembled.
"How dare you destroy my flying sword!" Huang Zhuoguang was furious and wanted to rush towards Zuo Mo.
Zheng Zhong immediately understood what Zuo Mo was up to. With a flick of his wrist, several bright silver sword lights suddenly lit up, forcing Huang Zhuoguang to retreat. The flying sword in Zheng Zhong's hand was also of the fourth grade and was not afraid of Huang Zhuoguang's spiritual armor.
That puffy sand mist. And because the valley is now empty, he doesn't need to worry about accidentally injuring his teammates, as the sword light in his hand is continuous.
In a small-scale battle, wielding a sword is far inferior to holding a sword.
Huang Zhuoguang was suddenly in a panic, dodging the sword light and desperately trying to take back "Tianwen".
Zuo Mo didn't care, Yang Sha Gang Lei was like a crystal, desperately hitting Huang Zhuoguang's unique flying sword!
The Tianwen Sword is made from the essence of Yun Soul, and its attributes are water and yin. Things that are extremely yang and strong, such as Yang Sha Gang Lei, are its nemesis. After receiving twenty blows in a row, it finally stopped shaking like a block.
The piece of iron fell to the ground and remained motionless.
Anyone with a little common sense knows that this flying sword was destroyed. Many cultivators in the sky who witnessed this scene all sighed, what a good flying sword! But it was a fourth-grade one! It was just gone...
After his beloved sword was destroyed, Huang Zhuoguang was completely angered by Zuo Mo. The ring suddenly exploded and his hair stood on end.
His eyes were red and he let out a shocking roar: "Go to hell!"
With spiritual power all over his body, he was like an irrational lion, rushing towards Zuo Mo crazily. Bang bang bang! Several sword rays hit him, but he didn't care at all and kept rushing towards Zuo Mo.
Bang, the Fuxiao Spirit Armor fell into pieces, and the sand mist disappeared immediately.
But just for a moment, Huang Zhuoguang, who looked like a madman, rushed in front of Zuo Mo.
A fist as delicate as glass flew towards him. Although he was extremely angry, Huang Zhuoguang still knew how powerful he was. He pointed his right hand sideways and his sword intent burst out!
Without the flying sword, the threat of the sword intent would be reduced many times. He fired seven sword intents in one breath before shattering the glazed fist.
The distance between the two sides finally narrowed to three feet!
The light in Huang Zhuoguang's blood eyes skyrocketed, and he kicked his left leg fiercely. His whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, and his right leg was thrust towards Zuo Mo!
A head with two eyes suddenly appeared at the tip of the leg, roaring like a tiger.
Tiger head boots with double eyes, the talisman technique "Tiger Roar"!
A fist wrapped in countless rays of light was imprinted on the forehead of the beast without any tricks.