The twin butterflies slowly flapped their wings, and the mysterious evil spirit was like a whale sucking water, continuously sinking into its body. And the little black man standing in the air on the black tentacles became clearer little by little, and the outline of the face also changed from blurry at the beginning.
Be more precise.
The little black man on the tentacles is about three inches tall, with black clothes and black hair, a cold face, and evil eyes, standing indifferently.
When Zuo Mo looked up, he happened to see the little black figure taking shape. He couldn't help being surprised. These twin butterflies were indeed extraordinary!
The little black man glanced at Zuo Mo without any intention of paying attention to him. He suddenly raised his arms high, his black hair stood straight up, his eyes dimly lit up, and he shouted: "Stop it!"
A strong whirlwind suddenly blew around the twin butterflies, causing sand and rocks to fly.
Hiss! Zuo Mo gasped, extremely shocked. In his spiritual eyes, he could see the mysterious evil energy pouring crazily towards the little black man's raised arms.
The little black man made so much noise that the whole camp was alarmed. Everyone thought they were being attacked and flew into the sky one after another. The first one to react was Xie Shan, and the second one to rush over was Shu Long, who was extremely angry with Xuan Sha.
Sensitive, you can detect changes immediately.
When they ran over nervously and found that the culprit was a strange black and white spirit butterfly in front of Zuo Mo, they were shocked on the spot.
Zuo Mo stared blankly at the little black man. All the evil spirits within a radius of five miles were pulled away. In his spiritual eyes, the evil spirits within a radius of five miles formed a huge and terrifying black-red vortex. The center of the vortex was
This little black man is less than three inches tall.
The little black man looked solemn, absorbing the evil spirit wholeheartedly.
The whole process lasted for an entire hour before the little black man stopped with satisfaction. He had a significant change from before. His black hair was now blood red, like a ball of flames, his black eyes were as deep as the night sky, and his small face was even more stern.
, the chilling air between his brows rushed toward him.
The twin butterflies stopped absorbing the evil spirit, and the restless air gradually calmed down.
Zuo Mo was stunned. The twin butterflies flew in front of him. The little black man raised a serious face and looked at Zuo Mo. When he opened his mouth, he said in a childish voice like a young child: "Master, please give me a name!"
Hmm, like alive...
Zuo Mo, whose face was full of disbelief and as if he had seen a ghost, put his face forward and said, "Are you alive?"
The little black man's face froze with murderous intent, his eyes twitched, his face darkened, but he was helpless: "Yes!"
"Hey, it's interesting..." Zuo Mo was so excited that he suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out his fingers, and poked the little black man curiously: "Well, it's soft..."
The little black man's face was filled with murderous intent, his face was clouded with darkness, and he said in a muffled voice: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"
It's a pity that the crisp childish voice dissipated all the murderous aura.
However, Zuo Mo still retracted his fingers and pretended to touch his chin: "Name it..." His eyes suddenly lit up: "Lucky! How about this name? Is it domineering enough..."
The little black man's face twitched, and he suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..."
"Well, how about calling it Crystal Stone?"
"A scholar may be killed, but not humiliated..." The crisp childish voice showed signs of collapse.
"You don't like crystals either? This is a bad habit. It seems that you need to cultivate your taste. As the saying goes, crystals can make grinding ghosts... Well, all wealth belongs to me. How about this name...
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"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..." The little black man resisted weakly.
"The greatest treasure in the world?"
"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..."
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Xie Shan and Shu Long looked sympathetically at the little black man who was tortured to death by Zuo Mo, looked at each other, and quickly fled the scene.
Zuo Mo looked at the slumped-looking Shipin lying on the ground with satisfaction. Yes, just now, the little black man who couldn't bear the torture finally accepted the weird name of Shipin.
"Tenth grade, don't think this name is tacky." Zuo Mo said seriously: "Tenth grade represents the highest grade. This twin butterfly is just fifth grade. Tenth grade means the highest and strongest! The strongest in the world.
,Why, isn’t this what you are pursuing?”
A gleam of light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the slumped little black man. He stood up straight, with a high-spirited face, and solemnly said: "Thank you, Master, for the name!"
Zuo Mo's expression was meticulous, and he was smiling in his heart. Well, tenth grade, how many crystals should be...
The size of the tenth-grade beast is only three inches, but when it reaches the fifth-grade level, the fifth-grade spirit beast will have a virtual shield. The tenth-grade virtual shield is even more strange. It actually has a bit of Xuansha Qi. Zuo Mo has never heard of Xuansha Qi before.
, but after doing this, the characteristics of Xuan Sha Qi are somewhat understood.
For Shulong and the others, Xuansha Qi is a great tonic, but for cultivators, Xuanshaqi is no different than a poison. Xuanshaqi mostly breeds in tragic battlefields, and is extremely ferocious, even sinister and sinister.
Never give up until all other things are destroyed.
The strength of fifth-grade spiritual beasts is comparable to that of golden elixirs, and the most important thing is that the tenth-grade spiritual beasts are full of spirituality. The more spiritually spiritual beasts and magic weapons are, the greater their room for growth is.
The most powerful thing about Rank 10 is that he can learn magic techniques, which Zuo Mo has never heard of. He immediately taught the "Bitter Guard" to Rank 10. "Bitter Guard" can absorb Xuan evil spirit, which is suitable for the cultivation of Rank 10.
Zuo Mo secretly made a plan in his mind to get another more powerful magic skill from Pu Yao and Tombstone sometime.
Although the strength of Grade 10 is not very strong at the moment, Zuo Mo is full of expectations for the future of Grade 10.
After a short stop, the team set off again.
The vast ancient battlefield is riddled with scars. After years of annihilation, even these horrific scars have become blurred.
After advancing for more than ten days, the surrounding scenery still remained unchanged, and they found nothing. This ancient battlefield was so huge that it was unimaginable.
The twin butterflies were flying gracefully, and he was sitting cross-legged on the black tentacles of the tenth grade, practicing hard. His entry made the whole guard camp feel ashamed. In just ten days, he was able to give birth to black armor, and he could send and receive it like a heart, unlike Shulong and the others.
The black armor cannot be put away.
Rank 10 is a cultivating madman, no, a wild beast cultivator. He doesn’t like to enter the beast card. He sits on the tentacles all day long, motionless, and only knows how to practice. Xiaota and Xiaohuo are very curious about Rank 10 and come over from time to time.
Look, but Rank 10 doesn’t pay attention at all.
Strange to say, most of the people in the Zhuque camp stayed in the slave ship, and the strong Xuan evil spirit was quite detrimental to them, so Zuo Mo set up a talisman array on the slave ship to isolate the Xuan evil spirit and prevent the Xuan evil spirit from corroding everyone.
But Xiaota, including Silly Bird, had no reaction to the Xuan evil spirit. Xiaota and Xiaohuo were the most energetic and played until they went crazy every day. Xiaohei, however, was unusually lethargic and spent most of the day lying on Gui's head.
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What Zuo Mo found incomprehensible the most was that Agui had no reaction at all to the evil spirit.
The ghost's expression was much better than before, and he seemed to be a little more angry. After Zuo Mo checked, he discovered that at some point, there was a trace of strange purple power in the ghost's body. This purple power was extremely
It was weak, but extremely precious to the ghost's broken body.
Agui's condition improved, which made Zuo Mo feel much better.
However, Zuo Mo was still full of worries. For more than ten days in a row, they found nothing, encountered no life, and saw not a blade of grass. This ancient battlefield was so desolate that it made people despair. There was nothing like this death-like feeling.
The empty, lonely, void-like desolation makes people feel more frightened and desperate. Even if they encounter any danger or encounter any monsters, it will be much better than the current situation.
If this continues, people will go crazy before long.
Did they really come to an empty death place?
Suddenly, Zuo Mo's feet stopped, and his eyes showed surprise.
Water...moisture in the air...
He suddenly closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and lightly moved his fingers, "Xiao Yun Yu Jue"!
After ten breaths, a pale white cloud the size of a baby's fist floated on Zuo Mo's palm.
This time, not only Zuo Mo, but everyone's eyes were filled with ecstasy. The water in the air here was much more abundant than in the places they had walked more than ten days ago. The presence of water means there is life.
What people fear most is not suffering, but the lack of hope.
The morale was greatly boosted, and the team's forward speed increased sharply. The evil spirit in the air became stronger, and Zuo Mo's expression became more cautious. According to Pu Yao, their direction should be towards the center of the battlefield.
After advancing for another five days, everyone saw the first puddle. The shallow puddle was only a handful, but to everyone, it was like sweet rain.
But at this moment, the team had to stop because Shulong was about to break through.
The Xuan evil spirit was like a tonic to the "Bitter Guard" magic skill practiced by Shu Long, and it advanced so quickly that it was jaw-dropping. Others in the guard camp also advanced very quickly, but no one surpassed Shu Long.
The atmosphere in the camp is relatively tense. If Shulong can successfully break through this time, it will be the best thing for them.
The three golden armored guards were arranged in a fan shape. The dazzling golden scales were now covered with black lines, which looked quite scary. The black patterns on the golden armor were formed by the golden armored guards absorbing Xuan evil spirit during this period. According to Pu Yao
It is said that this is because the blue dragon bone is used in the material for refining the Golden Armor Guard.
Pu Yao also said that if you are lucky, maybe the three golden armored guards can be promoted.
However, Zuo Mo is not concerned about Jin Jiawei now, but other issues.
"Pu, is there any magic formula that can prevent cultivators from being corroded by the evil spirit? Or can it dissolve the evil spirit? The kind that doesn't require practicing from scratch." Zuo Mo asked with a smile on his face.
Pu Yao glanced at him sideways and said in a low voice: "Of course there are magic tricks."
Zuo Mo fucked his hand and said, "Can you give me a copy?"
"What do you give in exchange?" Pu Yao raised his eyebrows sideways again.
Zuo Mo cursed secretly in his heart, this damn shemale has a hot and cold attitude and is very changeable, which is really hateful.
But he also understood that this time Pu Yao would never give him the advantage in vain. It would be impossible without cutting some flesh out. Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Pu Yao narrowed his narrow blood pupils and smiled sinisterly.