"I didn't expect that someone would trigger the prison break battle so soon, which surprised me a bit." Qianliu said with a smile.
The fire-faced man curled his lips: "You are the only one who is interested in these low-level goods. But" he said with a proud expression on his face: "My methods are not bad."
"Extremely inferior." Qianliu commented without hesitation.
"But it's very effective." The pride on the fire-faced man's face did not diminish at all.
Qianliu was too lazy to speak and stared at the prison battlefield.
Brother Huai paid careful attention to his surroundings.
The deacons of the Genius Alliance are set up by realms, and there is one deacon in each realm. Brother Huai is only twenty this year, so he can become a deacon of the Genius Alliance. His strength and talent are unquestionable. However, Brother Huai did not expect that he would trigger
In the battle to break the prison, there were eight deacons who entered the Wild Beast chessboard. In terms of strength, he could only be ranked in the middle.
But he quickly reacted and was very excited. This was a God-given opportunity!
There are not many rules in the Genius Alliance, but those who have merit must be rewarded, but they are implemented best. There have been nine heavenly demons in the Genius Alliance, and five of them have left sorcery to the Genius Alliance. In addition to the previous alliance leaders
The collection of various miraculous powers are all collected in a magic tree in the center of the demon realm. This tree exceeds the magic tree in any magic mansion.
That is the place that all demons dream of, and Brother Huai is no exception. Brother Huai was born in the Yingfeng Huai clan and is one of the leading wealthy families in the area. However, looking at the entire demon realm, he can only be regarded as middle-class. The Yingfeng Huai clan's
"Secret Green Thorn Technique" is a pretty good black art, but Brother Huai is not satisfied.
He can become a deacon of the Genius Alliance at a young age and has great ambitions. In the history of the Huai family, no one has ever practiced "Blue Secret Thorn Technique" and reached the level of a heavenly demon. How can he be satisfied? The family has spared no effort in cultivating him.
He used various means to collect more powerful sorcery for him, but every top-notch sorcery was extremely precious. After so many years, he still found nothing.
The battle to break the prison must be won no matter what! Huai Ge'er secretly made up his mind.
This credit can be exchanged for a good sorcery exam.
bring it on!
Brother Huai's eyes widened and his fighting spirit was high.
The fleet moved silently and quickly through the evil mist.
Among the five slave ships, the slave ship of Jinwu Camp is located in the center. The runes on the ship's hull emit a faint light. The Chisha Cauldron continuously converts the evil mist into spiritual power and introduces it into various rune arrays engraved on the ship's hull.
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Compared with when it was first built, the Chisha Cauldron is much smaller now. This is due to the fact that it operates day and night without stopping for a moment. The Chisha Cauldron is a fifth-grade magic weapon, and the spiritual power it transforms is not only abundant and majestic, but also of high quality. Day and night
Under the operation, these abundant and pure spiritual powers are like a slow fire roasting, continuously refining the body of the tripod.
The Red Devil Cauldron was made by the entire Jinwu Camp. It can be said to be an unprecedented innovation. However, limited by Sun Baojiwei's cultivation, there are many places in the Red Devil Cauldron that are inevitably a bit messy. However, after a long period of spiritual power refining,
The impurities of the Chisha Cauldron were slowly refined, making the texture even better than before, and the body shape actually shrunk a lot.
Zuo Mo stood at the bow of the slave ship, staring ahead. The light from the ship's talisman array reflected on his tense face, flickering on and off. Beside him, A Gui held his chin and followed suit.
Zuo Mo looked into the distance.
A-Gui's injuries improved significantly, and her face gradually gained some expression, although it was still very dull.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
There are constantly guards in black armor, who are like lightning, running back and forth on the outside to guard. They look alert, and they are all guards who have transformed into soldiers. Awen is running at the front, with a black spear in his hand and a bright red gun.
Tassel, like flames fluttering.
These elite guards who have completed their transformation into soldiers are like a fish in water in the evil mist, and they have also become the most important fighting force.
Gongsuncha led the Zhuque camp, Shulong led the guard camp, and Xie Shan was on the last slave ship to guard the formation. On the remaining slave ship, Ma Fan was sitting cross-legged on the top of the ship, and Tian Fengqu and others were scattered on the ship.
Various places. Since Ma Fan's last enlightenment, his sword intention has entered the room and reached the state of transformation, and the suppression of the evil mist has been minimized.
Everyone looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, with solemn expressions. There was a chilling atmosphere among the team, and it was like a giant beast walking slowly against the ground.
Although he was eager to find the person in the evil mist, Zuo Mo knew that the evil mist was full of dangers and did not dare to make any rash advances. In such a dangerous place, the whole army could be destroyed if he was not careful.
Xiao Ta and Xiao Huo nervously got into A Gui's arms, and Xiao Hei hung tightly on A Gui's hair. The stupid bird looked careless, and the tense situation in front of him did not cause it to react at all. Ten
The product floats on the black tentacles of the twin butterflies, and its cold and solemn little face shows a bit of eagerness to try.
It is strange to say that the white tentacles of the twin butterflies are always a faint white mist, with no sign of solidification.
The tenth grade was born from the twin butterflies absorbing the mysterious evil energy. Not only was it not frightened at all by the evil mist, but it felt extremely close to it. However, its intuition of danger was far more acute than that of ordinary cultivators, and the depth of the evil mist brought to him
The strong sense of danger kept him from going deep. Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. These days he had been "fishing" with Zuo Mo and Gongsun Cha, and the tenth grade had a more intuitive understanding of the dangers in the evil mist.
Of course, the most important thing is that the unreasonable and vicious bird is standing by...
From the corner of his eye, Shipin glanced at Silly Bird, who was resting with his eyes closed, and subconsciously shrank his neck.
"How can there be people in this kind of bird place?" Lei Peng asked, somewhat incomprehensible.
"Perhaps they are descendants of ancient cultivators." Nian Lu smoothed his bangs and gave full play to his imagination.
"The descendants of ancient cultivators..."
Everyone around me is full of black hair. I must have read too many anecdotes about this guy.
Lei Peng's eyes fell on the agile guards, full of envy: "This wretched place really killed us, but the guard camp is so cool! It makes me want to practice"
"Ku Wei"."
Although they have practiced "Evil Spirit", it is only a short time, and they can only reach the erosion of the evil mist. The evil mist that is full of dangers to them is not only harmless to the guard camp, but also of great benefit. How can this not be done early?
Are you used to being jealous of everyone who rushes to kill you?
"Don't be jealous of others!" Nian Lu was arranging his clothes and said, "You can learn from the captain. As long as your sword intention reaches the stage of transformation, all evil will not invade, and only the mist will be no problem.
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Lei Peng was speechless.
There seemed to be an invisible wall around Ma Fan, and the red and black evil mist could never enter his body. No one felt any fluctuations in spiritual power, which also meant that the captain did not use spiritual power. This was only formed naturally after the sword intent transformed.
However, compared to re-cultivating "Bitter Guard", it is more difficult to practice the sword intention to the realm of transformation. Unless they practice to the golden elixir stage, the sword intention will be transformed at the pulse condensation stage. This is not an ordinary abnormality. But even from
Condensing the pulse to the golden elixir, the difficulty involved...
"Grandma's!" Lei Peng exhaled heavily.
However, although everyone felt a little aggrieved that they could not rush to the front line, they had some expectations. If there are really cultivators in the evil mist, it means that they can also exert their full strength in the evil mist. They are persisting
They practice "Evil Spirit" unremittingly, but only after reaching the third level can they directly absorb the evil mist and turn it into spiritual power.
Before this, although they could absorb the evil mist and convert it into spiritual power, the speed was extremely slow. It was easy to do during practice, but in battle, it meant that their spiritual power could not be replenished at all.
Many of them place their hopes on the cultivator deep in the evil mist.
Ping!
A crisp collision sound suddenly sounded in the periphery.
Everyone's expressions changed, the enemy attacked!
This was the first attack they had encountered so far. Everyone's expressions were not very good. They had just penetrated more than fifty miles into the evil mist when they were attacked by an unknown vicious creature. The danger ahead was huge.
Just imagine.
The one who encountered the enemy was Awen.
Awen stared closely at the unidentified beast in front of him. This beast was shaped like a tiger and leopard. Its slender and muscular body was full of beauty. Its whole body was covered with scales as hard as iron, layered on top of each other, glowing with a cold light. It touched the ground.
In the soles of his feet, sharp claws were like hooks, sinking deeply into the soil effortlessly. The eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the joints were protruding, but there were no eyes in the eye sockets, only a red light.
Awen's eyes came into contact with the red light in the eyes of the vicious creature, and he felt his whole body tense up, and he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.
Zuo Mo's eyes fell on the evil beast, and he remembered what Pu Yao had said to him, and asked, "Is this the evil soul beast?"
"Yes." Pu Yao's tone disappeared from his usual disapproval and was full of solemnity: "What a powerful evil soul beast! I don't know how many years have passed in this evil mist. I have never seen or heard of such a strong evil spirit.
.This evil spirit beast is stronger than any evil spirit beast I know. You have to be careful."
Zuo Mo was surprised. Such a cautious tone was very rare for Pu Yao.
A strong sense of danger arose spontaneously, but Zuo Mo suppressed it. He planned to see first how powerful this evil soul beast suddenly became.
Awen is a survivor in the duel field and has experienced countless cruel battles. Although the evil soul beast in front of him put great pressure on him, it did not make him lose his position.
The cold texture of the black spear came to him, and he suddenly felt a sense of confidence. In the duel field back then, he defeated many opponents who were stronger than him at that time, and now he is stronger than before!
The expression on his delicate face quietly changed, murderous intent rose, his eyes were filled with evil spirits, and a thick black mist emerged from the mouth of the tiger where he held the spear, like a black snake, winding around the black spear.
His momentum suddenly increased sharply, his eyes widened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Kill!"
The black spear in his hand was held flat, and he stabbed forward without any tricks.
