World of Cultivation

The few cultivators who were the first to bear the brunt of the attack had already fully opened their spirit shields, and their spirit armors were radiant and beautiful. But these lights that usually bring them a sense of security are now reflected on their faces, clearly showing their fear.

Many people couldn't help but look up.

In the violently shaking field of vision, a fireball suddenly grew in size and appeared in front of him instantly.

boom!

Zuo Mo hit the middle of this group of people hard.

The three people who were the first to bear the brunt were like stone balls that had been kicked out hard. They didn't even have time to groan, and were nailed into the soil. Under such an impact, except for the body-refining cultivators, other cultivators had no chance of survival.

The spirit shield released by the spirit armor was as fragile as paper, cut into pieces by the knife-like turbulence.

The powerful impact made Zuo Mo feel uncomfortable. The flames surrounding him collapsed on the spot, and a cloud of blood mist spurted out at the same time. Blood mist sprayed on the red flames, and the flames surged.

Several cultivators who were unable to hide were swept away by the soaring flames, and their expressions changed drastically on the spot.

Empty fire! Terrible empty fire!

Zuo Mo didn't understand the power of his move, but there were many knowledgeable people in this group. Meteor Sky Fire, in addition to being as powerful as a meteor and irresistible, half of its strength comes from Sky Fire.

Air fire is a very special kind of flame. It is born when the air is agitated, as if it comes out of thin air. Empty fire is extremely difficult to extinguish, especially when the power of water is useless. Another characteristic of it is that it is extremely strong. Although the temperature is not high, it can corrode people's minds.

The mouthful of blood foam that Zuo Mo spurted out contained its own essence. The blood increased in intensity, and seven or eight cultivators suffered a secret loss on the spot. Injury to the mind is extremely painful, and several people screamed on the spot.

Zuo Mo, who still had his remaining momentum, penetrated the group's formation and rushed toward the ground.

After receiving such a violent impact, the boiling blood in his body slowly cooled down, and Zuo Mo suddenly woke up. When he saw the surrounding situation clearly, his scalp suddenly became numb and he complained endlessly.

It's terrible! Are you crazy?

Why did you rush over here...

He looked pale and murmured unconsciously. He glanced at the ground approaching quickly from the corner of his eye and quickly adjusted his posture. Boom! He landed on the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he ran away.

Everything that just happened was like a dream. But the only thing that is clear is that although the force of the random collision is good, the consumption of spiritual power and spiritual consciousness is huge, both of which have dropped below the danger line.

If you don't run away, when will you wait?

The results of this period of physical training finally came into effect. Without the support of spiritual power, he could run very fast on just two legs. But just now, his extremely gorgeous Meteor Sky Fire move shocked everyone, and no one dared to chase him.

After running for a long time, Zuo Mo finally stopped and breathed heavily when he saw no one chasing him. In the collision just now, he was seriously injured, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

Why did I just rush over...

Evil law...must be some kind of evil law...

Zuo Mo was thinking hard about this problem in his mind. The female cultivator must have cast some evil spell on him! Otherwise, I would never rush over, how could I do such a thing to risk death?

has a problem! There must be something wrong!

Breathing heavily, no one was chasing him, especially when he saw three Jinjiawei and Yiququwei leading people to kill him.

Seeing that Zuo Mo was okay, Qu Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, are you okay! The other Qu is recovering his spiritual power and will be here soon."

Zuo Mo waved his hand and put his other hand on his knee, breathing heavily: "I'm fine, you go help that woman who is desperate for her life!"

"Yes!" Qu Wei responded. He just raised his head and froze in place: "Boss..."

Listening to Qu Wei's strange voice as he murmured in his sleep, Zuo Mo felt a little strange. He raised his head and saw Qu Wei's strange face, staring blankly behind him.

He quickly turned around, followed Qu Wei's gaze, and suddenly froze on the spot.

In the sky, the female cultivator was like a weightless female ghost, wandering lightly in the enemy's mind. She's not fast;

The movements are not sharp, and there is no light of spiritual power.

But wherever they passed, the enemies kept falling down like dumplings, and they were smashed into pulp.

Evil!

A chill suddenly rose in Zuo Mo's heart!

Too... too evil! What kind of magic is this? What technique?

In just a short while, there were only a few thirty cultivators left in the sky.

Gudu!

Zuo Mo's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he swallowed his saliva subconsciously! In the scene before my eyes, there was no dazzling brilliance, no awe-inspiring sword intent, no booming sound, nothing.

She was walking barefoot among the people, and the fierce cultivators were like sandbags, hitting the ground one after another. The pair of bare feet that Zuo Mo secretly admired were exuding a strong aura of death.

The bone-chilling chill made Zuo Mo feel as if his bones were frozen. He stood there like a sculpture, with his mouth wide open. Beside him, the other cultivators also had fearful expressions on their faces and did not dare to express their anger.

This was the weirdest and most terrifying scene Zuo Mo had ever seen.

Even they found it strange and terrifying. How could the fear in the hearts of those cultivators who were in the midst of the war stop at this?

Knife, who had a fierce face just now, now looked like he had seen a ghost, and the flesh on his face was trembling constantly. He turned around to escape, but found that he couldn't move, not even his fingers.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the cultivators descending were all frozen in mid-air, motionless, like puppets.

Bare feet as delicate as porcelain, every time a person passes by, someone falls from the air.

In the blink of an eye, the huge battlefield in the sky was empty except for the female cultivator.

Dead silence, dead silence.

The wind blew and the female cultivator floated quietly in the air.

There was a sound of teeth chattering in Zuo Mo's ears. He turned around and saw that all the cultivators around him were trembling and their teeth were chattering. Zuo Mo, whose heart was beating wildly and was feeling cold all over, suddenly felt relieved when he saw everyone's appearance.

Jiang Wei and Jiang Hao looked pale and their whole bodies were shaking involuntarily, as were the other cultivators around them.

The female cultivator suddenly turned her face and glanced this way.

"Ah!" A scream filled with fear suddenly sounded in everyone's eardrums, but they saw a cultivator's face was distorted, his eyes were protruding, and a few blood stains were slowly flowing down from his mouth and nose. He remained in this position and fell limply to the ground.

The scream just now made Jiang Wei almost stop his heartbeat. He was just about to yell and curse, but when he saw this person's miserable state, he was even more horrified! This subordinate has been following him for a long time and has seen countless battles. Today he was scared to death!

Looking at the others, he also knew that if he said he would fight again at this time, he would be the first to be hacked to death by everyone's swords!

He glanced in horror at the strange woman wearing a mask who looked like Hanako in the distance. He knew that he would never forget this strange figure for the rest of his life.

"Get out!" He suppressed the wild beating in his heart and shouted in a low voice, shocking everyone, and he turned around and ran away first.

The others were startled, their faces turned a bit paler, and they turned around and ran away like a frightened bird.

The female cultivator did not chase, but just watched quietly. Under her thrilling bare feet, there were a hundred corpses scattered everywhere.

Zuo Mo didn't even know how he got back to the city in the end. He was in a daze. The scene just now gave him too much impact and shock. Not only him, but all the cultivators in the city seemed to have lost their souls. They all witnessed the mysterious battle of the female nun with their own eyes. No one dared to look up at the female nun, no one dared to touch her gaze.

The female cultivator stood silently not far from Zuo Mo as usual.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Pu Yao in front of Zuo Mo had a solemn face. This was the first time he saw such solemnity on Pu Yao's face.

"What kind of magic formula is that?" Zuo Mo said in a difficult tone.

"I don't know." Pu Yao was obviously frightened by the female cultivator. He said solemnly: "I can't think of any magic formula or secret technique related to it."

"When I checked her body, I found that there was a very strange power in her body. Her body was almost broken, and there were many old wounds." Zuo Mo thought for a while, hoping to give Pu Yao some clues.

"If this is the case, it should be a self-injury magic formula or secret technique. This kind of magic formula and secret technique is powerful, but it will damage the body and longevity." Pu Yao said cautiously: "You have to be careful, her origin is not simple. .”

"Be careful..." Zuo Mo's face was more bitter than bitter gourd, and he spread his hands: "Why should I be careful?"

Pu Yao didn't know what to say. His expression was no better than Zuo Mo's. Meeting a guy whose origins he couldn't figure out and who was no match made him, who was once a heavenly demon, feel deeply frustrated.

"I wonder if we can ask her to help deal with Patriarch Mingxiao?" Zuo Mo said suddenly.

"She is too young." Pu Yao shook his head: "Even if it is a self-injury technique, the time she has practiced is too short. Although she is very strong, she has not reached the golden elixir. She can deal with pulse condensation, cut melons and vegetables, but Dealing with golden elixir is another matter.”

"Golden elixir and pulse condensation are not differences in types of power, but differences in the essence of power." Pu Yao continued: "The essential gap cannot be solved by taking a slant."

Zuo Mo thought about it too.

"Tell me, did she use a magic trick to confuse her mind?" Zuo Mo suddenly asked: "Why did I rush out? I shouldn't have! I remember her eyes seemed to have a purple light."

"She is definitely useless, I still know that." Pu Yao answered firmly, but then his tone was full of doubts: "But I am also surprised, why did you rush out? You are most afraid of death. "

"I think so too." Zuo Mo felt no shame and nodded in agreement: "She didn't give me the half-crystal stone, so why should I try so hard? It's really evil!"

"She's not beautiful, but it would be fine if she was a beauty..." Pu Yao touched his chin and thought about it.

"Beauty?" Zuo Mo glared and subconsciously raised his voice: "I won't give you the crystal! Not even the beauty!"

"Why?" Pu Yao was puzzled.

"Why..." Zuo Mo frowned, looking troubled.

This question was so strange and confusing to him that he felt uneasy until he understood it. If you rush forward in such a daze next time, your life will be lost.

While Zuo Mo was worrying here, there was a quiet cave not far from Nansheng Town.

Ma Fan and Xie Shan opened their eyes at the same time. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter