World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo was like a wild beast at the end of his rope.

The surrounding soil mist was still flowing with great force, and his figure could not help but sway with the flow of soil mist.

The female cultivator paused, raised her face covered with blood, glanced at Zuo Mo, who had distanced himself from her again, and continued to move towards him. Those flawless bare feet, stepping on the strange purple fire, slowly moved forward bit by bit through the dusty fog that was killing Chen Ning.

Liu Donghua's face was as white as paper.

He didn't expect the two of them to be so tenacious! For the first time, he underestimated the speed of spiritual power consumption when using the second-turn power of the Nine-turn Heaven Earth Pan. At this time, he was also riding a tiger and could not get off. His spiritual power was about to be exhausted, but the two of them were still struggling to hold on.

Damn it, where did such a terrifying guy come from?

At first, he only thought that the female cultivator was inscrutable, but he didn't expect that the dark man was more powerful than he imagined. Not to mention anything else, he had gone through all the fellow disciples in his sect, but none of them could withstand the power of the second rotation of the Nine-turn Heaven Earth Pan for such a long time! Even Huang Zhuoguang would never be able to do it!

What kind of monsters are these two? He felt inexplicably panicked.

He forced himself to calm down, knowing that there was no other way but to hold on. The dark-skinned man seemed to have little fighting ability, but the female cultivator, although her face looked covered in blood, probably did not suffer serious injuries. Once he takes back the Jiuzhuanxiao Earth Plate, with the abilities of the two junior brothers, they will never be able to resist this weird female cultivator!

The purple fire was extremely strange, but Liu Donghua guessed that the consumption was not low.

The two sides are now in a stalemate to see who can survive to the end.

The feeling of emptying out his spiritual energy made Liu Donghua feel weaker than ever before. His face was as white as paper, but he knew that it was time to fight desperately. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he had an extra spiritual pill in his hand, which he stuffed into himself without hesitation. In the mouth.

The surging spiritual power suddenly exploded in his body, and a blush suddenly appeared on his pale, paper-like face.

The expressions of the two junior brothers changed dramatically. If this Lingyuan Pill goes down, the senior brother's cultivation will be damaged for at least three years. The senior brother is working hard!

The two of them held their breath together. They did not expect that the situation that they thought was a sure thing would turn into a desperate situation. But they know that the result of this desperate effort will directly determine whether they live or die.

"Senior brother, pass us over!"

The junior brother who originally planned to end the battle and go to the Tianshui Realm suddenly shouted loudly, and the other junior brother turned his face and looked at him with some confusion.

"Junior brother, let's pass our spiritual power on to our senior brother!"

The junior brother gritted his teeth and nodded: "That's right, we have to work hard together!"

Liu Donghua felt happy and quickly used the magic formula. In a flash of light, the two of them appeared beside him. He had no energy left to speak at this time. When the other two junior brothers saw this, they didn't waste any time. Each of them stretched out a palm and put it on his back.

The three of them cultivated the same mental method, and the nature of their spiritual power was the same.

The spiritual power was continuously transmitted from the two people's arms into Liu Donghua's body. Liu Donghua felt that the spiritual power in his body was unprecedentedly surging and abundant, his confidence increased greatly, and the light of the Jiuzhuanxiao Earth Plate in his hand soared!

Zuo Mo was like an endangered beast, howling and roaring instinctively. His body suddenly surged with traces of black energy, and the brown earth mist remained as calm and chilling as ever, but this hair-thin black energy did not tremble in the face of the earth mist that could crush everything.

They snaked and crawled on Zuo Mo's undulating body surface as if there was no one around, but soon, they all got into Zuo Mo's body and disappeared.

Zuo Mo's body was in chaos just now.

Now there are only two colors left, red and black!

The crimson and coquettish flames were like the twisting waist of a dancer, and the black mist was as black as ink and motionless. The two were distinct, like two greedy monsters, swallowing up all the fragments of power they encountered along the way.

In just a short moment, all the other powers that were raging in Zuo Mo's body were wiped out.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Pu Yao sat cross-legged, and his originally fair and charming face became even whiter now. Beside him, the dark clouds lingered next to the tombstone,

It also disappeared at this time.

The black cloud and the demon fire were like two ferocious beasts, entrenched in Zuo Mo's body, confronting each other.

Zuo Mo's body calmed down, and his consciousness gradually came back. Although his body was still unable to move, he could not feel the terrifying pressure of the mud and fog outside. Before Zuo Mo, who had just saved his life, had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he soon discovered that the red and black forces confronting each other in his body were almost another one. Keep your breath closed.

He knows how powerful it is.

The crimson flame should be the power of Pu Yao. In the past, the vast sea of ​​fire in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be another world. Later, I don't know if Pu Yao's power was damaged or something happened, and the sea of ​​fire disappeared.

He also recognized the black cloud, it was the black cloud that lingered next to the tombstone all year round. Compared to Pu Yao, who claims to be a heavenly demon, the origin of the tombstone is more mysterious, and Pu Yao seems unwilling to talk about it.

The relationship between one demon and one monument is quite subtle. It was both hostile and familiar, and it was always hard for him to understand.

The ferocity and strength of the two forces were undisguised, and Zuo Mo, who was surviving the disaster, once again fell into a frightening situation.

Fortunately for Zuo Mo, there was no collision between the two sides. The demonic fire suddenly turned into a very thin line of fire and penetrated into Zuo Mo's eyebrows without any warning. The black cloud was like water poured into sand, quickly drying up and sinking, but Zuo Mo could clearly see it sinking into his bones.

What are these two guys doing? Zuo Mo was a little angry.

But before he could express his anger, overwhelming pressure came from all directions!

Damn it!

Zuo Mo suddenly let out a soft cry. The pressure was still irresistible, but it was not as painful as before.

Seems a little bearable...

Zuo Mo soon realized that this was not an illusion. What changes had happened to his body? This question flashed through his mind, and before he could check it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure enveloped in purple fire from the corner of his eye.

All of Zuo Mo's thoughts stopped for a moment!

His eyes were blank.

The female cultivator was not far away from him, shrouded in the shadow of fire, moving towards him little by little. What shocked Zuo Mo was that face, that face full of blood. The female cultivator's face was covered with blood, and her appearance could not be clearly seen, except for her slightly dim eyes.

Seeing the female cultivator moving towards him extremely slowly like a puppet, Zuo Mo didn't know why, but suddenly had the urge to stop her.

who are you?

Why?

Zuo Mo looked at the female cultivator blankly. For the first time, the purple light in his eyes didn't have the slightest hint of horror or gloominess. Although he didn't understand why, and although he had too many doubts, Zuo Mo suddenly understood that she had no ill intentions.

No, looking at that face covered in blood and walking at a snail's pace, it's definitely not without malice!

She must have some kind of connection with him... maybe he knew her before?

He didn't know, he didn't know anything, but at this moment, a certain string in his heart was suddenly touched.

His eyes fell on the female nun's blood-covered face, watching the blood fall down her chin into the earthy mist, and then be twisted into blood mist and dispersed into the earthy mist. As he watched, the anger in his heart suddenly came up for some reason!

Magic weapon, right?

Unspeakable anger instantly filled Zuo Mo's chest, and his eyes immediately turned red, and two flames were vaguely visible.

His body couldn't move, the pressure was like a tide, it was despairing!

Zuo Mo began to activate his spiritual power, which poured into his arms and began to move around the sky at an astonishing speed.

One week...two weeks...

Ten weeks... eleven weeks...

Eighteen weeks...Nineteen weeks...

The spiritual power that was running wildly had no intention of stopping. The anger was like a torrent, and a strong desire for destruction suddenly arose in Zuo Mo's heart!

The slowly flowing, awe-inspiring earth mist was so unsightly in his eyes, so disgusting to him, so much that he wanted to destroy it! From the moment he opened his eyes, it was the first time he had such a strong urge to destroy something!

Twenty weeks!

Twenty-one days!

The flames in Zuo Mo's eyes trembled violently, full of madness.

…Twenty-three days…

The skin on his arms cracked, and blood marks crisscrossed him.

Twenty-four days!

Bang bang bang!

A cloud of blood mist burst out from Liuli's arms!

The flames in Zuo Mo's eyes danced wildly, like a deep sea of ​​fire.

His face was twisted into a ball, every vein was bulging, every muscle was trembling, and every bone was rattling!

"stand up!"

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and roared. He used all his strength to raise his arms desperately!

Quack quack!

He heard the sound of bones, and his eyes were red, as if he were crazy.

"stand up!"

With violent trembling and a cloud of blood mist, his arms rose up little by little.

The vast sea of ​​fire deep in Zuo Mo's eyes surged, filling every corner of his eyes! He was like an enraged beast, roaring crazily and tearingly: "Get the fuck up! Ahhhhh!"

The speed of raising the arms upward suddenly increased, as if losing the restraint of the earth and fog!

The criss-crossed blood marks were densely distributed on the glass-like arms, and the raised arms were slightly bent backwards.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his fiery red eyes widened, and summoning up the last bit of strength, he punched out heavily like an ancient violent demon.

"Fuck you!"

Two fists that looked like they were carved out of glass came out! On the surface of each fist, a majestic and solemn ancient face can be vaguely seen.

Liu Donghua’s expression changed drastically!

Two balls of fist light plunged into the soil mist, flew three feet straight, and exploded violently!

"sky!"

It was as if someone was roaring in a low voice, the sound was like muffled thunder or beating a heavy drum, making people tremble in their hearts!

The soil mist that was originally flowing slowly suddenly started to roll. Liu Donghua and the three of them groaned in unison, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and their faces were pale! The three of them were as motionless as wood as if struck by thunder.

Twenty-four days of glazed sky waves!

The dusty fog in the sky disappeared immediately, and so did the all-pervasive and terrifying pressure.

The starlight fell on Zuo Mo again, and the three people not far away fell down like wooden stakes.

The female cultivator who lost her restraint took a step forward and appeared next to Zuo Mo.

All the strength in Zuo Mo's body was drained away, his eyes were empty, and he fell limp. The female cultivator picked him up with one hand.

The blood-covered face was blurry, and Zuo Mo's eyes were getting darker and darker. He raised his eyelids in vain, opened his mouth, and his voice was like a gnat.

"Who the hell are you..."

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