Pu Yao greedily absorbed the golden soul. In the fight between him and Wei, although he had the upper hand, the losses were also huge. The two rays of golden soul sent by the Cang clan chief elder were like timely rain, and he left without hesitation.
Mo grabbed it from his hands. Zuo Mo didn't stop him either, probably because he expected that he couldn't stop it.
The golden mist penetrated into Pu Yao's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Pu Yao showed a satisfied expression on his face. However, part of the golden mist floated towards Wei. Although the number was only a quarter, Pu Yao was still a little unhappy.
However, he was helpless about the situation in front of him, just like no matter how much he disliked this hypocrite, he could not kill him. The fact that he could endure for three thousand years in the Demon Refining Tower was directly related to this weird armor-piercing weapon.
relationship. Wei is an armor-breaking armor spirit, and Pu Yao's nature is similar, except that he is not bound by armor.
For three thousand years, he has been using his brain to take possession of this tombstone armor, but this tombstone armor has its own system and is full of evil.
But when he thought that this hypocrite couldn't shrink back into his turtle shell, Pu Yao couldn't help but feel proud. After all, he was also a generation of heavenly demons. He knew countless heresies, and he always found a few useful methods.
In a sense, he and Wei are now symbiotic. Neither of them can destroy the other. Even Pu Yao cannot absorb all the golden souls. Some of them must be absorbed by Wei. Although Pu Yao is obviously stronger now.
status, but this obviously does not make him feel happy. Even if the hypocrite has an extraordinary background, in the eyes of Pu Yao, who has a higher eye than the top, this is really a low price.
A piece of armor is on an equal footing with me... This is so damn upsetting to me!
After absorbing the golden soul, Pu Yao's hair became even blacker and shinier, and his blood pupils became even more lustrous. His tongue like a snake's letter inadvertently licked his lips, with some unfinished thoughts. He glanced at Wei who was sitting cross-legged,
Naturally, it can be seen that the golden soul is also of great help to Wei.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Pu Yao's lips. After three thousand years of dealing with him, he knew the character of his neighbor quite well. Even if this guy had promised not to teach Zuo Mo magic skills, he couldn't give up so easily.
However, Wei probably never imagined that he could only speak a few words that day, but he would bring great inspiration to Pu Yao.
For a pervert like Pu Yao, even the smallest hint or inspiration can change too many things.
Just wait and see!
Pu Yao narrowed his eyes.
Zuo Mo looked at Mo Ruhuo and was a little surprised. A guy with such a rough appearance could use such strange magic. He was indeed a monster beyond his appearance.
Mo Ruhuo felt nervous because Zuo Mo was staring at him, especially because Zuo Mo didn't say a word, which made him feel even more stressed. What should he say at this time?
"I'm sorry, I got the wrong person"? Or "Brother, I have admired my name for a long time, please let me live!" Or simply run away...
Poor Mo Ruhuo's mind was full of distracting thoughts, and all kinds of strange thoughts came to him. He never thought about resisting. Even if he faced Yuzizhou, he would never be so nervous. Yuzizhou was stronger than him, but he
He believed that as long as he gritted his teeth and was not afraid of death, he might not have no chance of victory. He felt that if he were to compete with others, most of the so-called geniuses would not be able to compare with him.
However, with Xiao Mo Ge in front of him, whether it was a competition of strength or ruthlessness, he thought that he would never stand a chance.
What made him want to cry the most was that he had instigated this incident himself! He was really impatient! He wanted to slap himself twice, such a stupid thing happened to him! Everything
The thugs from all walks of life in the demon world are all avoiding this murderer, and they take the initiative to deliver it to the other person's mouth...
Even he knew that the bounty offered by the Monster City to Laughing Mogo was constantly decreasing. The monsters who originally had the mentality of just watching a joke were truly frightened this time. They were so ferocious and murderous that they had such a momentum.
, there is no way to fake the divine consciousness that cannot be formed by a demon with clean hands.
On this point, almost all demons are surprisingly consistent.
Laughing Mogo is a desperado with blood on his hands!
The elders of the students ordered them to stop all kinds of actions against Laughing Mogo. Some students who went too far were even banned from going out by their families. The Ji family and the Qinghua family also kept a low profile, obviously not wanting to cause any more trouble.
The genius alliance, which has always been arrogant, also collectively lost its voice.
They have enough power and strength, but no one is willing to provoke such a desperado. What's more, he is also a desperado with amazing strength at a young age? Some demons with some experience secretly secretly
Discussion, if Laughing Mogo can live another twenty years, there will be another butcher in the demon world.
Just when Mo Ruhuo was thinking wildly and not knowing what to do, Xiaomo Ge suddenly spoke.
"Did you leave the magic mark on Cang Lin's body?"
Mo Ruhuo's heart trembled. This was a typical attack on the enemy! Zuo Mo's words shattered all the luck in his heart. Mo Ruhuo was a ferocious character after all. The desperate situation only aroused his ferocity.
He rubbed his neck and said forcefully: "That's right! I kept it!"
Zuo Mo was sure of it, and he didn't waste any time at the moment. He hit Mo Ruhuo with a few small magic spells on his head and face.
Now that he had taken action, Mo Ruhuo calmed down and steadily caught Zuo Mo's attack. After a few back and forth, he quickly discovered that Laughing Mogo didn't seem to be recording the unstoppable momentum and attack in the sorcery.
It's not that strong. However, Mo Ruhuo has rich experience in actual combat. Although he usually has a strong murderous intention, he is very cautious when fighting.
After persisting for more than twenty breaths, Xiao Mo Ge was still as warm as water and did not pose much of a threat. But by this time, Mo Ruhuo also completely let go of his hands and feet, and his offensive gradually became stronger.
Mo Ruhuo's magic is very strange. Countless flames are flying around him. His hands are constantly moving in the void in front of him. The traces of the flames flying in the sky are extremely weird and erratic. It's like there are wireless threads in front of him.
with these flames around him.
Zuo Mo casually used a small magic spell to block a wisp of flames, and a warning sign suddenly appeared on the back of his neck. He lowered his head without hesitation, and saw a flame blade passing by his scalp. He had no time to dodge, and a flame spear flicked to the ground.
Lift it up and point directly at his lower abdomen.
Zuo Mo moved his feet, flicked his left hand, and accurately hit the flame gun with a small magic spell, causing it to deflect. But Mo Ruhuo's attack did not end there. On the contrary, it became more and more fierce! He was flying around.
The flames can not only fly and attack at will, but can also transform into various attack forms, making them difficult to defend against.
Zuo Mo encountered this kind of weird magic for the first time, and he was immediately in a panic and a little embarrassed.
Mo Ruhuo saw this and his morale was greatly boosted. He estimated that Laughing Mogo's set of golden armor had some special restrictions, or else Laughing Mogo might have been injured in the last arena.
Otherwise, I definitely wouldn’t have used it until now.
Thinking of this, the fear in Mo Ruhuo's heart became even greater. The situation of Laughing Moge was not uncommon. Those extremely powerful sorceries often had strict restrictions, or they had to pay a high price.
If this is the case, Mogo is undoubtedly at his weakest now!
Is it a God-given opportunity?
When he thought of the murderer who was famous in the demon world, being tortured to death by himself, unprecedented pleasure instantly filled his whole body, and his body even trembled slightly due to excessive excitement! What a wonderful thing! He didn't even dare to think about it.
The thing he was thinking about suddenly happened in front of him. The extreme fear and despair deep in his heart suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the excitement and pleasure produced swallowed him up like a tide. It was in this wonderful moment.
In this situation, his state has reached its peak in history. The magic skills he has just broken through are not unfamiliar at all in his hands, and he can pick them up with ease. Every magic skill is like his instinct, so perfect that he enjoys it!
Zuo Mo felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a flaming hurricane. All kinds of fire magic were overwhelming and sweeping toward him. What was even worse was that he had no room to dodge. The other party's magic was spreading out.
, the momentum was beyond Zuo Mo’s expectation.
But Zuo Mo was not panicked. His figure looked miserable, but his expression and eyes showed no signs of disturbance.
The light in his hands never stops, and small magic spells are as simple as breathing to him. Sometimes it is one ray of light, sometimes it is several rays of light, and 500 kinds of small magic spells form countless combinations in his hands.
.These little magic spells combined together can pull or block, and Zuo Mo will often keenly catch the slightest gap. It is precisely by using these tiny gaps that Zuo Mo escapes time and time again.
The flame hurricane continues to intensify, and it continues to grow!
Looking at Xiao Mo Ge who was in a state of embarrassment under his own sorcery, Mo Ruhuo felt extremely proud. The longer his [Fantasy Flame Storm] lasted, the more powerful it would be. It would continue to grow on its own, and the gods he needed to consume
Consciousness has not changed much.
The longer this battle drags on, the better it will be for him.
Sure enough, Laughing Moge became more and more embarrassed, with several wounds on his body.
Although it was just a few small wounds, Mo Ruhuo couldn't help but laugh: "Laugh Mo Ge! Struggle! Enjoy such a wonderful magic! Haha! Oh, another injury, how pitiful!
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Mo Ruhuo played his favorite cat-and-mouse game and watched Laughing Mogo struggling in the hurricane. He didn't want to miss a single scene.
"Tsk tsk! You are so tenacious! You are indeed the Laughing Mogo! What a beautiful movement! Come on! One more! Haha!"
Mo Ruhuo laughed wantonly.
Zuo Mo remained silent in the storm, struggling to hold on. But Mo Ruhuo didn't notice that the light shrouded by Zuo Mo's lowered hands was changing little by little.