Even sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ma Fan at this moment is like a sharp sword unsheathed, with sword intent overflowing!
I didn't see him making any moves, so he disappeared.
Xie Shan, who was practicing "Evil Spirit", suddenly felt something in his heart, stopped, and looked up to the sky. Almost at the same time, Shu Long also looked up to the sky, with a look of emotion on his face.
In the sky, Ma Fan stood quietly in the evil mist.
The poisonous mist was repelled by an invisible force and could not get close to the seven-foot range around Ma Fan. Ma Fan's clothes were bulging, but what was strange was that he looked terrifying, but everyone was
I didn't feel much fluctuation in spiritual power.
"Sword Intent..." Xie Shan's eyes suddenly widened, the light swelled, and his expression changed slightly.
Ma Fan opened his arms like a big bird spreading its wings, with a solemn expression. The evil mist seemed to be frightened and retreated. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing around him thirty feet away.
Seeing such momentum, everyone in the Suzaku Camp below was filled with envy and admiration. Boss Ma Fan is worthy of being the Boss Ma Fan! Sword cultivation is the main focus in the Suzaku Camp. The people's cultivation and realm are not enough, but they have good eyesight. They understand that Boss Ma Fan must have some knowledge of the sword.
Got a new understanding.
The one who could see it most clearly was Xie Shan.
The reason why the evil mist retreated was because the space around Ma Fan was filled with countless ethereal and invisible sword intentions! Moreover, these sword intentions were quietly surging and flowing, as if they were gestating something.
Suddenly, Xie Shan seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Ma Fan with a solemn expression in the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.
Transform!
The sword's will takes shape!
impossible!
Isn't the transformation of sword intention a state that only golden elixir cultivators can achieve? But the scene he was discovering in front of him was difficult to accept. After a long while, Xie Shan, who stood there blankly, gradually recovered his mind, and his mouth was full of bitterness.
The practitioners of elixir did not reach the stage of transforming sword intention into form, but Ma Fan, a practitioner in the pulse condensation stage, understood it first.
Ma Fan's whole body was densely wrapped in countless sword intentions, these tiny and transparent invisible sword intentions from the sky.
sky... sky...
Ma Fan, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to have some realization.
A majestic and ferocious aura gathered from all directions, Ma Fan was like a small boat, swaying in the violent storm, and might be destroyed at any time!
This is……
Xie Shan immediately understood that Ma Fan was practicing the "Mingxiao Sword Art"! But he immediately frowned, showing a bit of worry. He glanced at the blood-stained red sky, and his uneasiness became even more serious.
The sky here... is not a good place to practice "Mingxiao Sword Art"!
The red sky became more terrifying, and black clouds quietly formed.
Ma Fan, who was in the center of the storm, faced an even worse situation. When he realized something was wrong, there was no way out. The sky here was filled with evil spirits, which originated from the tragic war thousands of years ago and took shape over thousands of years.
, can easily erode people's minds.
There are too many things in the sky here that do not belong to the sky!
The evil mist that had been avoided just now suddenly surged violently, and dozens of tentacles formed by the evil mist rushed towards Ma Fan. Dozens of tentacles sealed Ma Fan's surroundings in every direction, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
These evil mist tentacles were as fast as arrows, and they all pierced towards Ma Fan. Seeing that Ma Fan was about to be caught by them, the evil mist tentacles that flew around Ma Fan suddenly exploded one after another.
These sword intentions were crushed by the sword intentions surrounding Ma Fan.
But, this is just the beginning!
Countless red and black evil mist tentacles flew up from the evil mist, and all pounced on Ma Fan in the air.
The explosions were endless, and there was too much evil mist that exploded. After a while, a thick evil mist formed. In the thick and rich evil mist, the dull explosions did not stop at all. A red and black evil mist ball like a giant egg
, hanging high in the air.
Worry appeared on everyone's faces, but they could only watch helplessly, helpless and unable to do anything to help.
Mo Shui Ming Kong.
Nan Yue looked at her senior who was almost slumped, her eyes full of respect. She had always worked very hard in the Demonic Arts Mansion, but today when she saw how her senior practiced, she immediately felt that her hard work was in front of her senior.
, nothing counts.
"I'll come back later."
The senior dropped these words and disappeared.
Nanyue was not too surprised. At this time, she was full of fighting spirit. Her senior explained to her how to practice with practical actions. As for "Tiannan Archery", she was not so eager. What she learned today was enough for her to practice.
A long, long time.
She retreated from Mo Shuiming. She needed to digest what she learned today.
Zuo Mo felt very happy, very happy.
Thirty miles, he only spent five hours, one hour less than Pu Yao required. If you deduct the time of explaining the little magic to Nan Yue, he only spent four and a half hours. Especially when Zuo Mo
Catching the surprise and surprise in Pu Yao's eyes, he felt indescribably happy.
In fact, his consciousness was almost exhausted. Four and a half hours of high-intensity cracking was his first attempt, and his reaction was naturally much stronger.
There was no time to slowly reflect on this secret feeling, so he had to enter samadhi immediately and regain his consciousness.
It took a full day before Zuo Mo woke up from his trance, and his consciousness was only half restored. Unfortunately, there were no stars in the sky here, and he could not absorb the power of the stars. His consciousness had skyrocketed last time,
Although the number of stars in the void of the sea of consciousness has not increased, each star has become brighter, dazzling, and twinkling in the void.
Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness has long been changed beyond recognition.
The old sword river was almost disappearing, which made Zuo Mo feel ashamed. Those alluring black fires were no longer as raging as before. Especially around the tombstones, the black fires completely disappeared, exposing the shiny black ground like metal.
, the black air surrounding the tombstone is also more intense than before.
According to Pu Yao, he is following the path of star refining, and there is star consciousness sand in his divine consciousness, which contains the power of stars.
Zuo Mo had no idea what the power of the stars was. However, as the ten stars grew stronger, his consciousness recovery was much stronger than before. Each star shed its light, and the sea of consciousness was bathed in the faint starlight.
Zuo Mo was shocked when he saw the huge evil mist in the sky. He quickly grabbed Xie Shan and asked. When he learned that Ma Fan was practicing the "Mingxiao Sword Art", he couldn't help but worry. But he didn't have anything to do.
Method, among all the things he has cultivated, sword art is currently the weakest.
His strongest one now is the Great Sun Demonic Body, followed by black magic. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. As a cultivator, there is really nothing to be proud of. Ma Fan's movement will not end in a short time.
Don't bother with it.
He turned around and was surprised to find that Agui was looking at him. Normally, Agui and he were almost inseparable.
"Are you okay?" Zuo Mo asked tentatively.
Agui didn't respond. Zuo Mo shook his head. He was really whimsical. He grabbed Agui's hand, penetrated his body with his consciousness, and examined it carefully.
His brows quickly furrowed.
The ghost's body was in a mess, withered and lifeless. From this point of view, it seemed to be no different from usual, but Zuo Mo discovered that there was a tiny purple spot on the ghost's heart. Zuo Mo updated every three or two days
I need to check the ghost once. The situation in the ghost's body is extremely familiar.
The last time he checked, there was no such purple spot, so it can be seen that the purple spot formed in the past few days.
Zuo Mo's heart sank suddenly, which meant that Agui's body had undergone new changes these days, and he couldn't help but worry. If it was a good change, it would be a blessing, but if it was a bad change, he didn't
What measures can be taken to deal with it.
Zuo Mo suddenly felt a strong sense of urgency.
He has to find the Shuiyun Fei as soon as possible! But he also knows that if he enters the depths of the evil mist rashly, he is afraid that no bones will be left. Everyone is practicing desperately, and now is not a good time to enter the evil mist.
Zuo Mo felt inexplicably irritable and walked out of the camp.
The camp was located on the edge of the evil mist, and from time to time, wisps of evil mist of varying thickness could be seen slowly drifting by. His eyes were cast into the depths of the evil mist. What would be the scene there?
"You can fish!" Pu Yao suddenly said.
"Fishing?" Zuo Mo asked in shock.
"Well, if you take a spiritual magic weapon, it will naturally attract many evil spirits." Pu Yao explained: "It's just a good time to practice with small magic, and"
"And what?"
"Don't you remember that you swallowed those soul essences? If you want to strengthen your consciousness in a short time, this is a good way." Immediately, Pu Yao sighed: "You are lucky!"
Zuo Mo suddenly became energetic. In his opinion, the evil soul is a tonic. The main reason why he wants to learn Jiguhuang Sacrifice is to use the evil soul to strengthen his consciousness. With his current strength, he can penetrate deeply into the evil mist.
too dangerous.
Sure enough, Pu Yao is still treacherous!
Zuo Mo was filled with emotion. After thinking about it, he took out a magic weapon, which was the only sixth-grade magic weapon in his hand, the Nine-Turn Heaven Earth Plate. He didn't dare to let the small pagoda act as a bait. The movement last time was too big.
.The Jiuzhuanxiao earth plate has a hint of spirituality. Although it is not as full of spirituality as the small tower, it is perfect for use as bait.
The Jiuzhuanxiao Earthen Plate, which made countless people jealous, was thrown to the ground, while Zuo Mo stood guard not far away, eyes wide open.
Not long after, a red light suddenly rushed out from the evil mist and hit the Jiuzhuanxiao soil plate on the ground.
Zuo Mo smiled and threw out the little magic spell he had prepared.
Zhila!
The power of the little magic was not very strong, but the magic was designed to restrain the evil spirit. The evil spirit disappeared without even letting out a scream. Zuo Mo took his time, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the extremely thin strand of origin,
Then it flew into his mouth.
Evil spirits kept coming out.
Zuo Mo soon discovered that small magic arts were perfect for dealing with evil spirits. Now he was very familiar with small magic arts, and he almost didn't even need to think about it, and he fired them in succession.
On the contrary, he needs to be careful about the essence sources slipping through the net. This time, the feeling is clearer than last time. The essence essences inhaled into the body have penetrated into the stars in the void of his sea of consciousness.
Compared with last time, the number of evil souls this time was much smaller, and Zuo Mo was quite relaxed.
"Brother, what are you doing?" At some point, Gongsun Cha came over and asked curiously.
Zuo Mo shook his hand, and a few strands of his soul essence floated towards Gongsun Cha.