Once this crazy idea came up, it firmly occupied Zuo Mo's mind.
All distracting thoughts were put aside by him. In fact, at such a critical moment, he could find a possible way that would allow him to put all his bets on it. He had no choice!
The Five Elements Glazed Bead is in danger and may be swallowed by the Great Sun Pattern Flame at any time. The Five Elements Glazed Bead is his last barrier. Once it is swallowed by the Great Sun Pattern Flame, the crazy Great Sun Pattern Flame will immediately overwhelm him.
Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly turned red.
He summoned up all the remaining strength in his body and simultaneously displayed the six transformations of the Great Sun Demonic Body!
The out-of-control large sun pattern flames suddenly swelled up, completely covering his figure. The circles of golden flame patterns were distinct, but beating at the same frequency, like a golden rainbow, extremely charming.
But Zuo Mo was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the big sun pattern flame, and his power was fading quickly.
The intertwined consciousness and spiritual power suddenly dispersed into countless strands, like a waterfall, and spread into every corner of his body. They were like rain threads, quickly seeping into Zuo Mo's flesh and blood.
boom!
Zuo Mo felt as if something suddenly exploded in his body, and his mind went blank!
At the same time, the big sun pattern flame covering Zuo Mo stopped beating strangely, and the Five Elements Glazed Beads in his body also stopped rotating. At this moment, all the activities in Zuo Mo's body disappeared, and time seemed to stand still.
Snapped!
A slight explosion broke the eerie silence. The inside of his left foot suddenly exploded without any warning. However, the blood mist that burst out was bound by an invisible force and formed a blood droplet the size of a rice grain.
.
Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions were heard, and explosions continued to occur in many places within Zuo Mo's body. A series of blood drops spread rapidly upward along Zuo Mo's legs.
Meridians, joints, organs...
Bang bang bang bang...
Zuo Mo's spine rang like fried beans, and his body trembled, but Da Ri Wenyan seemed to be frozen at this moment, motionless.
When the last drop of blood appeared between Zuo Mo's eyebrows, his body became quiet again.
There was neither sadness nor joy on Zuo Mo's face, and his expression was indifferent.
hiss!
The extremely violent large sun pattern flames were quickly inhaled into the body. Once inhaled into the body, they turned into thirty-six wisps and dispersed into thirty-six blood beads.
The bright red blood beads seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold powder, giving them an extra golden glow.
The six transformations of the Great Sun Demonic Body dissipated like an avalanche, and the spiritual armor and various magic weapons on his body turned into fly ash at the same time. The only thing that remained was the ring on his hand.
Zuo Mo in the sandstorm was like an ordinary person who had not practiced cultivation at this time, with no breath in his body. The only thing that could make people feel frightened was his eyes, which were indifferent and without any fluctuation.
The violent and ruthless sandstorm could not get closer than a foot around him.
It's one foot in diameter and as quiet as death.
The monster corpse stared at Zuo Mo closely, as if there were flowers on Zuo Mo's face. His gray eyes rarely showed a thoughtful look.
I don't know how long it took, but when Zuo Mo regained his clarity, he saw countless eyes full of concern.
"Why are you looking at me?" Zuo Mo said subconsciously. Suddenly he felt a chill on his body. He looked down and his face turned red. With lightning speed, he quickly took out a set of clothes from the ring.
Cover your body.
What is this scenario?
His mind was dizzy, what happened? Suddenly he recalled the previous scene, his face changed suddenly, sandstorm! That's right! He was in a sandstorm just now!
Aren't you in trouble?
How is this going?
Zuo Mo's face changed slightly and he quickly checked his body.
His body was empty and seemed no different than usual. But when Zuo Mo tried to mobilize his spiritual power, his expression couldn't help but change again!
how so?
Spiritual power, consciousness and flesh and blood are completely integrated into one!
This this!
In the past, his spiritual power was like water flowing in a stream, which could be mobilized extremely freely. However, now his spiritual power was like an oil film stuck to his flesh and bones, thick and thick, and flowing very slowly.
But the consciousness that used to be like an invisible mist is now like a large net that runs through his body, with countless small branches extending into every piece of flesh and blood in his body.
The weirdest thing is his body!
The overbearing and overbearing sun pattern flames were not suspended in the Dantian like before, but penetrated into the flesh and blood all over his body. This made his flesh and blood seem to be plated with a layer of gold.
This... what is going on?
Zuo Mo was stunned!
"Junior brother, are you okay?" Wei Sheng saw Zuo Mo's surprised expression and asked quickly. They had benefited a lot from this sandstorm, but Zuo Mo's situation seemed to be wrong, and everyone was worried.
Zuo Mo came back to his senses and saw the worries on all the faces. He forced a smile and said: "It's okay, it's okay!"
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when Zuo Mo said it was okay.
The crowd dispersed, and from the corner of his eye, Zuo Mo suddenly caught a glimpse of the indifferent corpse standing by. His heart moved and he hurriedly ran towards him.
I exerted my strength under my feet as usual, but unexpectedly the scenery in front of me suddenly faded away!
He was startled, and before he understood what was going on, there was a bang, as if he hit something, and his vision went dark.
Zuo Mo was stunned!
Countless fine sand got into his mouth, and he finally realized where he was!
I am actually in the sand!
There was no need for him to mobilize his consciousness at all, everything around him came into his mind with incomparable clarity. He was really in the sand! He actually fell into the sand!
How is this going?
He couldn't figure it out, but he subconsciously used his hands to break free from the sand. Who knew that before his hands exerted any strength, his body was like a rocket, flying dozens of feet high.
In mid-air, Zuo Mo let countless golden sands fall from his body, his face was blank.
Who can tell him what's going on?
Zuo Mo, who was bewildered, fell from the air like a stone. When he was still about ten feet above the ground, although he still didn't understand what was going on, he knew that it must be the change in his body.
Let’s go down first and talk later.
Just as this thought emerged, another flower appeared in front of Zuo Mo's eyes. When he saw clearly again, he was already on the ground!
There's a ghost!
Zuo Mo is so excited!
"My lord, you have gained a lot this time!" Xie Shan raised his face with admiration.
"Sir, God has given you talent!" Zong Ru clasped his hands together with a pious expression: "I couldn't even see clearly what you looked like just now! It's really terrifying!"
"I didn't see clearly either!" Xie Shanshen felt the same way. He turned to Wei Sheng and asked: "Master Wei, did you see clearly just now?"
Wei Sheng shook his head. He said nothing. Thinking back to Zuo Mo's actions just now, a flash of horror flashed through his heart! In his field of vision just now, there was only a faint shadow!
This is impossible!
Wei Sheng almost exclaimed. You must know that he does not rely solely on his eyes to capture the opponent's position, but on his sword intention! In his knowledge, nothing can be faster than the sword intention!
But just now... his sword intent couldn't keep up with his junior brother's speed!
What does this mean? Wei Sheng broke out in cold sweat! Once the sword intention cannot keep up with the opponent's speed, it will not be able to lock on the opponent. If the lock cannot be completed, let alone attack!
What happened to junior brother? What happened?
Zuo Mo arched his back, carefully lifted his feet, and placed his steps even more carefully, as if the sand under his feet was a fragile treasure.
Everyone around him looked at him strangely, and the adult looked like a lame duck at this time!
Zuo Mo didn't notice anyone else's gaze. All his attention was on his legs, so focused that he could almost embroider.
Just like this, Zuo Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he walked up to the monster corpse with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"What's going on with me?" Zuo Mo asked immediately.
You have deceived them all and dragged me into the water, and now it's like this, you can't even have an explanation!
The monster tilted its head: "What's going on?"
Zuo Mo's eyes widened: "My body! What happened to my body?"
The monster corpse glanced up and down and said: "Your body is very normal."
Zuo Mo almost vomited blood. Is that normal? Is this normal? So what was my previous body? Abnormal?
Seeing the appearance of the strange corpse, Zuo Mo couldn't help but sigh. Thinking about it, he was such an idiot for placing his hopes on an antique that was tens of thousands of years old! Tens of thousands of years is enough to damage his brain for several reincarnations!
But Zuo Mo thought that there were still two antiques in his body. The antiques from thousands of years ago were more normal than the antiques from tens of thousands of years ago!
He suddenly remembered that when the fire burned his body, he seemed unable to call Pu Yao. Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly called Pu Yao in the sea of consciousness.
When Zuo Mo saw Pu Yao with a stinky face, he suddenly felt indescribably friendly.
However, Pu Yao's words left him in no mood to feel emotional at all.
"I know what you want to ask." Pu Yao looked solemn: "The changes in your body are extremely rare phenomena. This is the first time I have seen it. Spiritual consciousness, spiritual power, and flesh and blood can coexist, but a blend like this,
I have not seen."
Zuo Mo's heart suddenly went cold.
Wei's face was also solemn: "I'm sorry, this is my first time seeing you."
Zuo Mo's face turned pale.
However, Wei is an antique who is older than Pu Yao after all. He hesitated and said: "I suspect that your current situation seems to be somewhat similar to that of ancient practitioners."
Pu Yao was startled, then suddenly showed a look of surprise: "That's right! Isn't your situation the same as that of ancient cultivators? Ancient cultivators have no distinction between spiritual power, spiritual consciousness and demonic bodies!"
Ancient times...
Although Wei and Pu Yao were just guessing, Zuo Mo couldn't help but think of what the monster corpse said just now, and his face turned pale!
An antique from tens of thousands of years ago said he was normal...
That means - in the eyes of the monster, I am just like him!