Zuo Mo, who was running rampant, looked like he was going crazy, and a deep roar burst out from the depths of his throat, like the roar of a violent beast.
"Dare to fight brother... Dare to fight brother..."
"...You are dead..."
"...I'll destroy you..."
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At this moment, Zuo Mo felt as if someone had tricked him. In anger, he looked for any target he could attack. He changed his previous passive defense posture and went straight to the door!
Doesn't water magic fly out of these rivers?
Then clean up all these rivers!
Plunging his hands into the river, his anger and rage did not make him lose his judgment, but filled him with beast-like keen intuition. Almost instantly, a river of magic flashed through his mind like flowing water.
Without thinking, he started to crack it.
In his eyes, the huge river was no different from the rocks, flowers and plants he usually cracked, except that it was larger in scale.
Who left the mark on the river? What is Qianming Qianliu? The battle to break the prison?
…
what is that?
The red eyes showed only raw and naked crazy fighting spirit and paranoia.
Crack, crack, crack completely!
The river is more complicated than any witchcraft he has cracked before, but Zuo Mo's combat value at this time is also far beyond the usual level. His mind is surprisingly concentrated, his reactions are surprisingly sharp, and his intuition is surprisingly accurate!
The hands immersed in the river sway gently like water plants, and the faint light shines through the crystal water, adding a hazy beauty.
The demons watching from the outside were completely shocked by Zuo Mo's actions.
Gudu!
The sound of neat swallowing was so clear and harsh in the deathly silent Mo Shuimingkong. But no one cared, their eyes were reluctant to move away from the figure in the field for a moment.
Of course they could see that Zuo Mo on the court was like an enraged lion and started to fight back crazily. Anyone who wasn't an idiot could see it.
But……
Doesn’t this guy know that this is the prison battlefield set by Senryu-sama? That’s Senryu-sama! The king of water magic known as Kongming Senryu, Senryu-sama, is famous all over the world and is qualified to enter the Council of Elders.
Lord Qianliu!
Any monster, facing the traces left by such a legend, shouldn't they be trembling with fear and full of admiration and respect?
However, the violent and angry figure in the field was so dazzling in their field of vision that they couldn't believe it.
Why is he angry? How can he be angry? That's Master Qianliu...
Arrogant!
One word jumped out in the hearts of all the demons. They couldn't believe that there would be descendants who would dare to compete with the prison battlefield set by Master Qianliu in such a posture! No, this is not a confrontation, this is a provocation!
That's right, it's a provocation!
Oh my god! There is actually a demon who dares to provoke Master Qianliu!
The demons were shocked by their thoughts and stared blankly at the venue.
Nan Yue didn't notice Teacher Chi beside her with her mouth wide open and a dull look on her face. Her bright black eyes were fixed on Zuo Mo's palms soaked in the river. Until her palms lit up with a light she was very familiar with, her eyes widened for a moment.
Boss.
Sir, this is... cracked!
After a full breath, her mind went blank. But she suddenly started to react. She had no idea how horrified the expression on her face was. She suppressed her racing heart tightly, and her lips were bitten white by her teeth.
His eyes were fixed on the adult’s hands!
It was as if those hands had a strange magic power.
If you really crack Master Qianliu's...
She didn't dare to think about it anymore, but she knew that the scene before her was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Being able to witness Master Qianliu's water magic spell with her own eyes, even if she didn't succeed, might be something she would never do again in her life.
Opportunities may arise!
The smell of blood suddenly filled her mouth, and she immediately realized that she was so nervous that she bit her lip. However, this episode also made her tense heartstrings relax a little, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone casting
Recording the magic, I suddenly realized how stupid I was, how could I forget to record the magic.
There is a special recording magic in the magic, which is equivalent to the mirage jade slip of a cultivator, but the recording magic can be stored in the demon's sea of consciousness, which is more convenient.
She quickly cast a record of the magic so that she could slowly understand it after she returned.
This series of interruptions calmed her down a lot, and she was finally able to be calmer. Through the light on the adult's hand, her mind quickly corresponded to the corresponding magic. Soon, the face that had just calmed down once again revealed a look of shock.
color.
Little magic!
They are all little magic!
Nanyue could see clearly. She could identify the corresponding little magic among the dozen or so lights that lit up. When she understood this, she was truly stunned.
Could it be that... you are planning to go to Little Magic to break Master Qianliu's water magic?
The old man used a combination of small magic arts to defeat Master Qianliu's fire magic, which she found extremely amazing. Although it shocked her, she could still accept it. After all, Master Qianliu was famous for his water magic, but no one had ever known him for his fire magic.
I've heard of it. But now you want to use a little magic to break the water magic that Master Qianliu is famous for. How to prevent Nanyue's brain from short-circuiting.
No matter the incredulity of the monsters outside the court or Nan Yue's blank mind, they did not have any impact on Zuo Mo inside the court.
He did not use small magic on purpose, but just because he only knew how to use small magic to crack the magic. At the beginning of cracking the magic, Pu Yao taught him only one kind of magic, and that was to use small magic. And Pu Yao used Xiao Yao to
There are so many rumors about magic that any kind of magic can be broken with little magic.
This directly gave Zuo Mo a misunderstanding that he should use small magic to crack it.
In his opinion, these rivers lying in front of him were just more complicated sorcery, so he did not hesitate to start cracking them according to his usual habits.
As everyone knows, Pu Yao in the sea of consciousness also opened his mouth wide at this time, his handsome face that usually looked cold and evil looked stupid, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
There was only one thought left in his mind, this guy used little magic to crack it...
The structure of this river is much more complex than anything Zuo Mo has encountered in Mo Shuimingkong before, and the profound rules of water magic can be faintly seen in it.
But in Zuo Mo's eyes, there is no essential difference, it's just more complicated.
Zuo Mo, who was in a rage, encountered complicated problems, and his reaction was once again beyond Pu Yao's expectations. Not only did he not become more restless, on the contrary, he was like a lion meeting a rival.
The fighting spirit and fighting spirit suddenly expanded!
He took the initiative and took the initiative unintentionally.
The light in his hands kept changing, and the frequency of changes became faster and faster, almost indistinguishable. The speed of the small magic spells performed by his hands continued to increase, and in a very short period of time, it exceeded his usual fastest speed.
Zuo Mo was unaware of anything.
But he knew very well that this speed alone was not enough to break the river in front of him.
Zuo Mo continued to use small magic to attack, which immediately caused the river to counterattack. The river in front of him suddenly lit up with a faint light, and it seemed like a crystalline light belt floating in the void.
Zuo Mo groaned, and his red eyes became even redder.
Just now, five consecutive water magic spells quietly approached from the river, and he almost suffered a secret loss. Zuo Mo, who was in a rage, became even more furious. Without saying a word, the frequency of changes in the small magic spells on his hands further increased.
The speed at which he was performing little magic at this time was twice as fast as his usual fastest speed!
The effect is immediate!
The calm river fluctuated violently. In the eyes of the onlookers, the river in front of Zuo Mo suddenly trembled violently, like a snake twisting its body in pain and struggling desperately.
The river's counterattack also increased sharply.
I saw countless transparent fish schools suddenly appearing in the river. These fish schools have different shapes, their whole bodies are transparent, and their entire bodies are made of water. It is extremely difficult to detect if you don't look closely in the river.
These fish were densely packed and numerous. As soon as they were born, they rushed towards Zuo Mo's palms thrust into the river.
Zuo Mo, who was extremely focused, noticed the changes in the river for the first time, but his feelings were completely different from those of the bystanders. In his consciousness, these schools of fish that rushed towards him were just created by the magical structure of the river.
New changes.
Not only did he not feel the slightest fear, but he was extremely excited, because this showed that his cracking direction was correct. He had already made the river aware of the danger, and that was why he launched such a crazy counterattack.
You are so despicable!
Zuo Mo's blood surged to his head, and his fighting spirit reached its peak. He used his hands to perform little magic tricks even more crazily, and his speed increased again!
His hands turned into a mass of phantoms, and it was impossible to see his fingers clearly. At this time, his spiritual consciousness and fingering techniques were surprisingly consistent. Even the slightest change in his fingers would automatically make corresponding changes in his spiritual consciousness.
I saw rays of light flying out from between his flying hands at an astonishing speed. Some of these rays of light rushed towards the fish one after another, while others echoed each other in three or five, and there were even dozens of rays of light.
, like a net facing a school of fish.
Zuo Mo felt indescribably happy, and the little magic seemed to have become his body's instinct, and there was no hindrance in performing it!
But he was not immersed in the hearty pleasure. He only had one goal in his eyes, crack! Complete crack!
He wants to completely crack this damn river!
Dare to hit me!
Dead, dead!
All dead, dead!
Faster! Faster! Faster!
The speed of his hands suddenly dropped a bit. If you slow down and look, you will find that the previously mature movements seem to be a little more sluggish. But this pause is very short, so short that it is almost imperceptible.
And after this very brief stagnation, the hands that had been wrapped in a ball suddenly slowly separated.
Two phantoms, two crazily changing light groups!
The river that was originally trembling violently suddenly stopped. This long crystal snake that was constantly struggling seemed to freeze at this moment!
The surrounding rivers were rushing, and the flying waves were frozen in the air.
Time seemed to have suddenly stopped, and all the rivers in the entire prison battlefield were frozen and motionless at this moment.