World of Cultivation

The twin butterflies slowly flapped their wings, and the mysterious evil energy continued to flow into their bodies like a whale sucking water. The little black man standing in the air on the black tentacles gradually became clearer, and his outline and face became more detailed from the initial blur.

The little black man on the tentacles is about three inches tall, with black clothes and black hair, a cold face, and evil eyes, standing indifferently.

When Zuo Mo looked up, he happened to see the little black figure taking shape. He couldn't help being surprised. These twin butterflies were indeed extraordinary!

The little black man glanced at Zuo Mo without any intention of paying any attention to him. He suddenly raised his arms high, his black hair stood straight up, his eyes dimly lit up, and he shouted: "Stop it!"

A strong whirlwind suddenly blew around the twin butterflies, causing sand and rocks to fly.

hiss! Zuo Mo gasped, extremely shocked. In his spiritual eyes, he could see the mysterious evil energy flowing crazily towards the little black man's raised arms.

The little black man made so much noise that the whole camp was alerted. Everyone thought they were being attacked and flew into the sky one after another. The first one to react was Xie Shan, and the second one to rush over was Shu Long. He was extremely sensitive to Xuan evil energy, and he immediately noticed the change.

When they ran over nervously and found that the culprit was a strange black and white spiritual butterfly in front of Zuo Mo, they were shocked on the spot.

Zuo Mo stared blankly at the little black man. All the evil spirits within a radius of five miles were pulled away. In his spiritual eyes, the evil spirits within a radius of five miles formed a huge and terrifying black-red vortex. The center of the vortex was This little black man, less than three inches tall.

The little black man looked solemn, absorbing the evil spirit wholeheartedly.

The whole process lasted for a full hour before the little black man stopped with satisfaction. He had a significant change from before. The black hair on his head was now blood red, like a ball of blazing flames, his black eyes were as deep as the night sky, his small face was even colder, and a chilling look between his brows rushed towards him.

The twin butterflies stopped absorbing the evil spirit, and the restless air gradually calmed down.

Zuo Mo was stunned. The twin butterflies flew in front of him. The little black man looked at Zuo Mo with a solemn face. When he opened his mouth, he said in a childish voice like a young child: "Master, please give me a name!"

Hmm, like alive...

Zuo Mo, whose face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, moved his face forward: "Are you alive?"

The little black man's face froze with murderous intent, his eyes twitched, his face darkened, but he was helpless: "Yes!"

"Hey, it's interesting..." Zuo Mo was so excited that he suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out his fingers, and poked the little black man curiously: "Well, it's soft..."

The little black man's face was filled with murderous intent, and his face was clouded with darkness. He said in a muffled voice: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"

It's a pity that the crisp child's voice dissipated all the murderous aura.

But Zuo Mo still retracted his fingers and pretended to touch his chin: "Name it..." His eyes suddenly lit up: "Lucky! How about this name? Is it domineering enough..."

The little black man's face twitched, he suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth: "Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..."

"Well, how about calling it Crystal Stone?"

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..." The crisp childish voice showed signs of collapse.

"You don't like crystals either? This is a bad habit. It seems that you need to cultivate your taste. As the saying goes, crystals can make grinding ghosts... Well, all wealth belongs to me. How about this name... …”

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..." The little black man resisted weakly.

"The greatest treasure in the world?"

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated..."

…

Xie Shan and Shu Long looked sympathetically at the little black man who was tortured to death by Zuo Mo, looked at each other, and quickly fled the scene.

Zuo Mo looked at the 10th grade with a slumped face and slumped on the ground with satisfaction. Yes, just now, the little black man who couldn't bear the torture finally accepted the weird name of 10th grade.

"Tenth grade, don't think this name is tacky." Zuo Mo said seriously: "Tenth grade represents the highest grade. This twin butterfly is just fifth grade. Tenth grade means the highest and strongest! The strongest in the world. ,how,

Isn't this what you are pursuing? "

A gleam of light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the slumped little black man. He stood up straight, with a high-spirited face, and solemnly said: "Thank you, Master, for the name!"

Zuo Mo's expression was meticulous, and he was smiling in his heart. Well, tenth grade, how many crystals should be...

The tenth-grade beast is no more than three inches in size, but if it reaches the fifth-grade, the fifth-grade spiritual beast will have a virtual shield. The tenth-grade virtual shield is even more strange, and it actually has a bit of mysterious evil aura. Zuo Mo had never heard of Xuansha Qi before, but after reading this, he somewhat understood the characteristics of Xuansha Qi.

For Shulong and the others, Xuansha Qi is a great tonic, but for cultivators, Xuanshaqi is nothing short of a poison. Xuan evil spirit mostly breeds in tragic battlefields. It is extremely ferocious, extremely vicious and sinister. Once it encounters other things, it will never stop until it completely destroys them.

The fifth-grade spiritual beast is as powerful as a golden elixir, and the most important thing is that the tenth-grade spirit beast is full of spirituality. But for all spiritual beasts and magic weapons, the more spiritual they are, the greater their room for growth is.

The most powerful thing about Rank 10 is that he can learn magic techniques, which Zuo Mo has never heard of, so he immediately taught Rank 10 "Bitter Guard". "Bitter Guard" can absorb Xuan evil spirit, which is suitable for tenth level cultivation. Zuo Mo secretly made a plan in his mind to get another more powerful magic skill from Pu Yao and Tombstone sometime.

Although the strength of Grade 10 is not very strong at the moment, Zuo Mo is full of expectations for the future of Grade 10.

After a short stay, the team set off again.

The vast ancient battlefield is riddled with scars. After years of annihilation, even these horrific scars have become blurred.

After advancing for more than ten days, the surrounding scenery still remained unchanged, and they found nothing. This ancient battlefield is so huge that it is unimaginable.

The twin butterflies were flying gracefully, and he was sitting cross-legged on the black tentacles of the tenth grade, practicing hard. His entry made the whole guard camp feel ashamed. In just ten days, he was able to give birth to black armor, and he could send and receive it like a heart, unlike Shulong and the others. The black armor cannot be put away.

Rank 10 is a cultivating madman, no, a cultivating beast. He doesn't like to enter the beast card. He sits on the tentacles all day long, motionless, and only knows how to practice. Xiaota, Xiaohuo and others were very curious about Shipin, and came over to take a look from time to time, but Shipin ignored him at all.

Strange to say, most of the people in the Suzaku camp stayed in the slave ship, and the strong Xuan evil spirit was quite detrimental to them, so Zuo Mo set up a talisman array on the slave ship to isolate the Xuan evil spirit and prevent the Xuan evil spirit from corroding everyone. But several children, including Silly Bird, had no reaction to the Xuan evil spirit. Xiaota and Xiaohuo are the most energetic and play crazy every day. Xiao Hei was extremely sleepy and spent most of the day lying on A Gui's head.

What Zuo Mo found incomprehensible the most was that Agui didn't react at all to the evil spirit.

Agui's expression was much better than before, and he seemed a little more angry. After Zuo Mo checked, he discovered that at some point, there was a trace of purple strange power in the ghost's body. This purple power is extremely weak, but it is extremely precious to the ghost's broken body.

A Gui's condition improved, which made Zuo Mo feel much better.

However, Zuo Mo was still full of worries. For more than ten days in a row, they found nothing, encountered no life, and saw not a blade of grass. This ancient battlefield was so desolate that it was despairing. Nothing makes people feel more frightened and desperate than this death-like emptiness, this void-like desolation. No matter what danger or monster they encounter, it is much better than what they are now.

If this continues, people will go crazy before long.

Did they really come to an empty death place?

Suddenly, Zuo Mo's feet stopped, and his eyes showed surprise.

Water...moisture in the air...

He suddenly closed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and lightly moved his fingers, "Xiao Yun Yu Jue"!

Ten breaths later, a pale white cloud the size of a baby's fist floated on Zuo Mo's palm.

This time, not only Zuo Mo, but everyone's eyes showed ecstasy. There is much more moisture in the air here than in the places they walked more than ten days ago. Where there is water, there is life.

What people fear most is not suffering, but the lack of hope.

Morale was greatly boosted, and the team's forward speed increased sharply. The evil spirit in the air became stronger, and Zuo Mo's expression became more cautious. According to Pu Yao, their direction should be towards the center of the battlefield.

After advancing for another five days, everyone saw the first puddle. The shallow puddle is only a handful, but to everyone, it is like sweet rain.

But at this moment, the team had to stop because Shulong wanted to break through.

The Xuan evil spirit is like a tonic to the "Bitter Guard" magic skill practiced by Shu Long, and it advances so quickly that it is jaw-dropping. Others in the Wei camp also entered the country very quickly, but no one surpassed Shulong.

The atmosphere in the camp is relatively tense. If Shulong can successfully break through this time, it will be the best thing for them.

The three golden armored guards were arranged in a fan shape. The dazzling golden scales were now covered with black lines, which looked quite terrifying. The black patterns on the golden armor were formed by the Jinjiawei absorbing Xuan evil spirit during this period. According to Pu Yao, this is because the blue dragon bone was used in the materials for refining the Jinjiawei.

Pu Yao also said that if you are lucky, maybe the three golden armored guards can be promoted.

However, Zuo Mo is not concerned about Jin Jiawei now, but other issues.

"Pu, is there any magic formula that can prevent cultivators from being corroded by the evil spirit? Or can it resolve the evil spirit? The kind that doesn't require practicing from scratch." Zuo Mo asked with a salivated face.

Pu Yao glanced sideways at him and said in a low voice: "Of course there is a secret."

Zuo Mo rubbed his hands and said cheerfully: "Can you give me one?"

"What do you give in exchange?" Pu Yao raised his eyebrows sideways again.

Zuo Mo cursed secretly in his heart, this damn shemale has a hot and cold attitude, so changeable, it's really hateful.

However, he also understood that this time Pu Yao would never take advantage of him in vain, and it would be impossible without cutting off some flesh. Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

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