Zuo Mo let out a long breath. The little magic arts are not complicated at all, but there are many kinds, which makes it a headache. If he didn't have a good foundation in spiritual consciousness, it would probably be very laborious.
Suddenly he raised his head, and there was a commotion in front of him.
There is a situation!
Zuo Mo was not surprised but overjoyed. He couldn't remember how many days it had been, but since they entered this damn ancient battlefield, they had encountered nothing. He moved and appeared at the front of the team.
Not far away, there was a thin blood mist, with faint movement in it. The blood mist was extremely wide and boundless.
Out of caution, the team stopped.
Pu Yao emerged and looked at the blood mist in front of him solemnly: "Be careful, this is evil mist, and there are evil soul beasts in it."
This was not the first time Zuo Mo heard Pu Yao talk about the evil spirit beast. Every time Pu Yao talked about it, his tone was quite solemn. He couldn't help but ask: "Is this thing very powerful?"
"Hmm." Pu Yao looked at the blood mist in front of him, with a look of shock in his blood eyes: "Generally, in battlefields, if there is no transcendence after death, the spirits of the dead will wander around the battlefield. The evil atmosphere on the battlefield
If it is so dense, these spirits will not dissipate, but will absorb the evil spirit and form evil spirits. Over time, the evil spirits will turn into evil spirit beasts. The scale of this evil mist is unheard of, and I am afraid that the evil spirit beasts inside are not trivial."
Pu Yao's words made Zuo Mo hesitate. If it was really so dangerous to enter this blood mist...
After thinking about it, he ordered to stay where he was.
Jinwuying has a completely new look.
Jinwu Hall was overcrowded, and from time to time small groups of small groups could be seen discussing, and it was very lively. This was a unique habit developed in the small mountain world. Everyone was from a small sect, and their knowledge was very limited, and many of the problems they encountered at that time,
None of these problems can be solved by one person alone. In desperation, concentrating everyone's strength became the only option. Over time, this became the unique habit of Jinwu Camp.
The unique and enlightened atmosphere of Jinwu Camp and the trust established in each other's difficulties are the most fertile soil, and Zuo Mo's jade slip is like a spring rain, suddenly full of vitality.
But today, they gathered together not to discuss issues such as talisman formations.
"In front of us is the evil mist. Although your Excellency has decided to stay temporarily, we must be prepared to enter the evil mist." Sun Bao said solemnly.
Everyone below listened carefully. Since everyone swore an oath to kill each other, their relationship has become closer. If in the past, everyone was more like collaborators, but now, everyone is like a fellow disciple.
"I don't want to break everyone's practice plan, but the situation is critical." Ji Wei said: "Our Golden Crow Camp, not only cannot hold you back, but we must also help you as much as possible. Otherwise, wouldn't we be useless?"
Everyone below nodded, showing approval.
Sun Bao nodded secretly and said solemnly: "So, Master Jiwei and I decided to pool the strength of the whole camp to refine a magic weapon!"
The 500th species!
Zuo Mo, who was exhausted, collapsed on the ground.
Zuo Mo practiced the little magic skills crazily, for no other reason than to be able to exchange the magic formula from Pu Yao as soon as possible. If you enter this evil mist, the most dangerous ones are the Suzaku Camp and the Golden Crow Camp.
Entering the evil mist is when you truly step into the inner perimeter of the ancient battlefield.
Although the front is dangerous, Zuo Mo sees more hope than the desperate desolation these days. Pu Yao also confirmed this. The closer he gets to the core of the battlefield, the more likely he is to figure out what is going on.
Where is it.
Unless they can find a functioning teleportation array, figuring out the specific location of this world is their only possibility to leave here.
Big beads of sweat gathered into small streams and flowed down his cheeks. Zuo Mo didn't bother to wipe them, and said in a hoarse voice: "Pu, Dharma Jue!"
"Okay." Pu Yao said nothing and simply handed over a jade slip.
Grabbing the jade slip, Zuo Mo felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, so he pushed himself up and ran towards the Suzaku Camp. Behind him, Pu Yao's eyes shone with a strange light, and he murmured imperceptibly: "The Divine Induction Technique...
…It’s really exciting…”
In front of Gongsun Cha, the Zhuque Battalion was completed.
Everyone was silent and full of expectations. This was their first gathering after entering this ghost place. Is there a mission? Many people couldn't help but feel excited. For these militants, it has been such a long time to stay in this place every day.
On the boat, everything was almost moldy.
"From today on, all your training tasks will be temporarily canceled and you will be practicing this technique instead."
Gongsun Cha smiled slightly, and then Zong Ru and others beside him quickly distributed jade slips to everyone.
There were doubts on everyone's faces, practicing new techniques? However, they suppressed the curiosity in their hearts and remained motionless.
"Let's take a look."
When Gongsun Cha said these words, they immediately couldn't wait to read the jade slip in their hands.
"Evil Spirit".
Gongsun Cha couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw the shock and ecstasy on everyone's faces. With this technique, the combat effectiveness of the Suzaku Camp would not only not regress, but would instead go further.
However, my own strength...
He cast his eyes on Senior Brother Zuo who was practicing hard in the distance, and suddenly smiled.
After a while, maybe I can give Senior Brother Zuo a surprise.
Just at the edge of the evil fog, the team was stationed. The whole camp was in full swing. Even Zuo Mo was immersed in practicing hard. The evil fog was right in front of him, and nothing made Zuo Mo more motivated than this. His strength increased by one point.
The chance of survival will be one point higher.
Under the stimulation of death, Zuo Mo discovered amazing potential and made rapid progress.
He has now cultivated to the third transformation of the Great Sun Demonic Body [Sun Pattern Palm]. The power of this move makes him feel deeply excited. This move can condense into a golden giant palm over ten feet. With one palm strike, less than half of
A mountaintop disappeared. Even Xie Shan and Shu Long couldn't help but turn pale when they saw Zuo Mo perform this move.
Xie Shan is now full of joy. Fortunately, he did not get carried away after breaking through the golden elixir. The master does not know where he learned the weird secret skills, and each one is extremely powerful. He is sure that if he fights with the master,
, there is absolutely no half-point chance of winning.
The longer he stayed with Zuo Mo, the more awe he felt in Xie Shan's heart. In his opinion, Zuo Mo was mysterious and full of mysteries.
Zuo Mo was disgraced, his palms hurt like knives, and three golden lines were faintly visible on his palms. Proportional to the power was the difficulty of practicing [Sun Pattern Palm]. Zuo Mo needed to practice until the entire palm was covered with gold.
Threads are like a net or a weave, and only [Sun Pattern Palm] can be considered a small success.
There are six transformations of the Great Sun Demonic Body. Each transformation is extensive and profound, easy to learn but difficult to master.
Pu Yao surprisingly did not disturb him this time when he was cultivating the Great Sun Demonic Body. Could it be that this guy also knew the danger inside? Zuo Mo was reassured, if Pu Yao goes crazy, no one can stop him.
He raised his head and looked around, seeing other people practicing hard, and he was immediately filled with fighting spirit. What about the evil mist? With such a group of brothers, not to mention the evil mist, he was not afraid of any dangerous place!
Zuo Mo, who felt something in his heart, said casually to Pin 10, who was playing with Xiaota Xiaohuo: "Pin 10, you must practice hard and don't be lazy!"
The grievance felt in Shipin's heart, and his little face fell. He glanced at Silly Bird with lingering fear, and happened to see the eyes of Silly Bird, who was pretending to sleep, open a slit, and a cold light flashed past. Shipin's body froze, and he was
The tower was arched upright.
The little tower was so excited that it kept spinning around, and the little fire also squeaked happily beside it.
The stupid bird glanced at Shipin and closed his eyes again.
Rank 10 felt a chill rush up his spine, and immediately started playing with Xiaota and Xiaohuo honestly.
Zuo Mo didn't notice anything strange. In his opinion, it was normal for the 10th grader to play with Xiaota and the others. He turned around and glanced at Ah Gui with concern.
Grabbing Agui's hand, a ray of spiritual consciousness sank into his body. Zuo Mo frowned. The purple light in Agui's body was extremely weak and showed no signs of strengthening. But what made him feel reassured was that the Xuansha Qi had a strong influence on Agui.
Ghosts have no influence at all.
Zuo Mo was amazed at this. A Gui's magic and secret skills were all strange and unpredictable. Even Pu Yao, who always claimed to be well-informed, couldn't figure out the origin.
However, Zuo Mo didn't care about these.
"Agui, we can definitely get out."
Zuo Mo's voice was not loud, but full of determination.
The tenth-grade man's heart is full of grievances. For a man who aspires to become a tenth-grade strong man, succumbing to the lust of the silly bird is a helpless act, but it is a moderate blow to him.
.
He originally thought that he was the strongest spiritual beast around his master, but he didn't expect that there was someone even stronger!
To be honest, Rank 10 doesn’t like silly birds at all. This slutty guy has such a lukewarm expression towards his master, he really deserves to be killed! More than once, he has thought about taking care of this silly bird on behalf of his master.
bird.
Unexpectedly, I was dealt with first...
Not only was he punished, but he also had to play with these mentally retarded children like a fool...
What a gloomy life this is!
Xiaota didn't know the low mood of the tenth-level opponent at this time. It was having a great time, and it had just successfully reached the tenth level, which greatly boosted the fighting spirit of it and Xiaohuo. This was the first time that the two of them had successfully been chased.
To level ten.
Unknowingly, Sanxiao gradually approached the evil mist.
Rank 10 was immersed in the depressed mood after being raped, while Xiaota Xiaohuo was completely crazy.
No one noticed the danger coming.
Suddenly, a dark red light flew out of the evil mist and hit the small tower with perfect accuracy.
The little tower that was having so much fun froze up and fell down like a weight. This dark red light rolled up like a monster's long tongue. It rolled up the little tower and dragged the little tower into the evil mist.
.
This change happened without warning and with lightning speed.
Another dark red light shot straight towards the small fire and hit the small fire.
Rank 10 finally came to his senses at this time, his gloomy little face was instantly filled with murderous intent, his eyes widened suddenly, and the black crescent moon flying around his body turned into a black light and hit the red light.
The red light neighed and fled into the evil mist.
The silly bird suddenly opened its eyes, its eyes flashed fiercely, and with a neighing sound, the figure suddenly disappeared.