Zuo Mo's fighting spirit was high, his blood was boiling, his body was slightly arched, his hands were placed on his chest, and his fingers were spread out, like a beast gathering momentum, giving people a sense of danger! This is the starting position of melee fighting in the body of the Great Sun Demon.
Use it subconsciously from time to time.
The surroundings were deathly quiet, forcing Zuo Mo to concentrate as never before, and all his consciousness was mobilized. Recently, his consciousness has improved by leaps and bounds. He has never mobilized so much of his consciousness at once like he did today. Normally,
His "fishing" squeezed out his spiritual consciousness every time, but Xiao Yaoshu's spiritual consciousness consumption was extremely low, and the whole consumption process was like a long stream of water.
But this time, there was no reservation in the transfer, and it was a desperate move.
Lively consciousness enveloped his body, and everything around him was quickly outlined in his mind, as clear as the reflection in a mirror lake.
The surrounding temperature gradually rose, the scorching breath became heavier, the dark and deep void became brighter little by little, and the surroundings turned red.
Zuo Mo remained motionless, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole aura was restrained, like a stone sculpture.
"How many years has it been since anyone touched the battle of breaking out of prison? He looks like he's not very old, he's really perverted!" Leng Lai said with emotion to his friend Chang Zhengdao. The two of them had just rushed to Mo Shuimingkong from the second prison.
, before he had time to take a breath, he saw Zuo Mo standing alone in the prison battlefield.
Leng Lao was dressed in a black silk robe, with a large number of complicated patterns woven from gold threads on the collar and sleeves. He was tall and upright, and extraordinary handsome. He came from a famous family and always had his eyes set high above his head, and his condescending arrogance had long since penetrated into his bones.
However, he is not stupid. Facing the pervert in the prison battlefield, he does not have the slightest bit of arrogance.
The perverts who can trigger the battle to break the prison are all perverts among perverts. If they can continue to pervert, in another hundred or two hundred years, they will even be qualified to enter the Presbyterian Church.
Chang Zheng stared intently and exclaimed: "He is indeed a pervert. I can't even feel his existence. This breath-holding technique is beyond our ability." Then he said with some doubts: "But this posture...how does it look like?
Magical power..."
After all, Leng Lan came from a famous family and had better eyesight. He looked at it for a long time before nodding: "It's a magic skill!"
"Double cultivation of demons and demons? This is too ridiculous!" Chang Zheng looked in disbelief.
Leng Lan was also full of doubts in his heart. He did not dare to jump to conclusions, so he could only say: "We will find out later."
The two demons stared at the prison battlefield intently. They had also broken through Mo Shuimingkong's prison battlefield back then, so with their strength, it didn't take much effort. They were quite curious as to whether the rumored battle to break out of the prison was really that powerful.
What?
At this moment, the first wave of attacks began on the prison battlefield.
The long red light suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. They came from all directions, drew dazzling red lines, and converged towards one point at an astonishing speed to form a dazzling red light spot.
The red light spot expanded rapidly, and in an instant, a huge fireball floated a hundred feet away from Zuo Mo. The red flames continued to spurt out into tongues of fire. The abundant power of fire spread with the heat wave. Zuo Mo only felt
Being in the great alchemy furnace, it is unbearably hot.
The dazzling red light, the red light as bright as a shooting star, the majestic burning fireball, and the surging tongues of fire made all the demons watching outside look in admiration.
"Master Qianliu, who is unparalleled in water magic, never thought that fire magic could be so domineering!" Chang Zheng looked full of admiration.
Leng Lan also had a look of reverence on his face and said full of yearning: "It is said that when Master Qianliu broke out of prison and renamed Mo Shui Mingkong, he was only twenty-eight years old. It is really terrifying to be able to rename a prison at the age of twenty-eight.
respectable."
"Hey, if someone hadn't fought to break the prison, we wouldn't have been so lucky." Chang Zheng suddenly laughed and said: "I don't know how Master Qianliu felt when he knew that his Mo Shuimingkong was challenged?"
The huge fireball burned blazingly, and its domineering and scorching breath, carrying the power of fire that hurt people's souls, swept through everything around them in waves. Zuo Mo's figure was as small as an ant under the fireball.
"He seems to be very confident." Leng Lan suddenly said.
"Of course, those who can trigger the battle to break the prison are not mediocre people." Changzheng took it for granted, but his tone immediately changed: "But similarly, the fire magic that Master Qianliu can leave a mark on the Ten Finger Prison is not
So easy to deal with."
"Who are you helping? If you say it, you haven't said it yet." Leng Lan rolled his eyes.
"Haha, let's watch the fun, watch the fun!" Chang Zheng said with an awkward smile.
The two spoke quickly, but their eyes did not move away at all, staring at Zuo Mo in the field.
Zuo Mo's narrowed eyes revealed only a narrow slit, and no one could see it. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a cold and demonic flame beating silently.
The open arms, spread fingers, and slightly arched figure gave the onlookers the illusion that he was planning to embrace this domineering and deadly fireball!
Zuo Mo didn't panic.
The deadly and fiery aura emitted by the huge fireball in front of him did not make any waves in his heart.
Among the five elements, the fire element is the one he is most familiar with besides the water element. From the original Li Shui Sword Art to the later Golden Crow Fire, he can be regarded as a master of playing with fire.
The fireball in front of him was somewhat similar to the fireball when Pu Yao demonstrated it to him. Zuo Mo had encountered difficulties in comprehending the Li Shui Sword Art, and when Pu Yao gave him instructions, he also created a huge fireball.
This familiar scene made him feel a little dazed. But it was just a little dazed, and his body naturally entered a fighting state. He was no longer a disciple of the Wu Kong Sword Sect without actual combat experience. He had experienced hundreds of battles and was keen.
sense the opportunity.
He took the initiative.
In the void, he stepped forward and disappeared from the sight of the monsters.
The strange steps aroused awe, and what made the demons even more amazed was his behavior. If he rushed directly towards the fireball, wouldn't he be seeking death? This fireball was formed by mobilizing almost the power of the entire prison battlefield, and the fire contained in it
The power of the movement is so intense that it has reached an extremely terrifying level. As long as it is affected by any tongue of fire, it is impossible to escape unscathed.
The fireball seemed to feel threatened, and the tongues of fire exploded, and red fire whips swept towards Zuo Mo. In the void, the intensity of the power of fire suddenly reached a terrifying level.
Sweat beaded on his red forehead, and the concentration of fire power in the prison battlefield made him, who was proficient in fire magic, feel frightened.
Zuo Mo stepped out of the void, without stopping at all. He stepped forward, as if he had stepped into the void again.
Unconsciously, his legs were shrouded in a faint golden light.
The gushing tongues of fire rushed toward Zuo Mo crazily, and almost missed him several times, with just a hairsty difference. Seeing such a thrilling scene, Nan Yue's face turned pale, and she almost screamed several times.
Zuo Mo's expression was indifferent, as if he was unaware of anything, and his feet were as if he were strolling in a leisurely courtyard, without any trace of panic.
Among the monsters watching, there were many knowledgeable people, and their expressions all changed. None of them had seen such a strange pace. The two monsters, Leng Lai and Chang Zheng, felt their bodies stiffen, and their eyes looked horrified.
Just when the demons were shocked by Zuo Mo's steps, no one noticed that there was a faint light in Zuo Mo's hands.
With every step, the light on Zuo Mo's hands became stronger.
When Zuo Mo took the twelfth step, the light in his hands was as rich as substance, almost flowing like liquid.
What's this?
The eyes of the demons were unconsciously attracted by the light shrouding Zuo Mo's hands, and while their hearts were awe-inspiring, they were also full of curiosity.
Everyone knows that this is Zuo Mo's killer move. No matter how mysterious his steps are, he can't break the fireball. He still has to rely on offensive magic. The colorful light shrouded in his hands brings up a rainbow during Zuo Mo's high-speed movement.
Like an afterimage. As Zuo Mo flickered in and out, it also turned into sections of broken rainbow.
Killing move!
It must be a killer move!
Everyone's eyes widened and they didn't dare to blink.
Nanyue suddenly covered her mouth and suppressed the exclamation that was coming to her lips. Her eyes were full of disbelief.
Oh my god, how... how is it possible?
That is……
Zuo Moji's almost cold calmness continued to heat up with every step he took and every time he got closer to the fireball. His momentum continued to rise with his steps.
His figure paused slightly, almost contrary to convention.
Thirty feet away, the domineering and hot flames hit him, as if they were going to burn him.
He squatted down slightly, his hands hanging sideways by his side.
The slightly closed eyelids were completely opened, and the calmness deep in the eyes was like cold grease being thrown into the fire, and the flames suddenly surged. The boiling fighting spirit burned every nerve of Zuo Mo.
All the tongues of fire in the fireball rushed towards Zuo Mo. In front of Zuo Mo, countless tongues of fire intertwined into a raging sea of fire.
The rising momentum reached its peak at this time, and he suddenly raised his face.
"kill!"
The wanton and violent killing intent burst out with Zuo Mo as the center.
Zuo Mo, who was flying into the air, was like a flying sword suddenly unsheathed, raising a dazzling and colorful light, and slashing towards the sea of fire in front of him!
In the sea of fire that covered the sky and the sun, a streak of color cut out a straight and dazzling straight line, and sparks flew like rain.
Among the sparks, colorful fireballs hit!
All the domineering and violent aura and all the fighting spirit seemed to be submerged into the fireball with this slash.
The prison battlefield paused.
Everything came to a halt.
Time seemed to suddenly stop.
Snapped.
Like the sound of an eggshell being cracked, the domineering and terrifying red fireball exploded gently and turned into a cloud of sparks.
Sparks scattered like rain and fog, and Zuo Mo's figure loomed, his whole body's aura was gone, and the colorful light on his hands disappeared.
Silence, dead silence.
For ten breaths, no one made any sound. It was not until ten breaths later that the demons who were watching seemed to suddenly wake up, and the sounds of uproar suddenly started one after another.
"Who has seen clearly what kind of witchcraft that is?"
"so amazing!"
"I've never seen it before, it must be a secret witchcraft! What a monster! I don't know which hidden family it came from!"
"It's worth it! It's not in vain! It's so worth it..."
No one among the demons watching could remain calm, and the crowd was agitated.
Among the demons, Nan Yue tightly covered her mouth, having only one thought over and over again in her mind.
That is……
The arguments around her reached her dazed ears as if they were far away. No one expected that among so many monsters, she was the only one who understood the trick.