World of Cultivation

Even sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ma Fan at this moment was like a sharp sword unsheathed, with sword intent overflowing!

No movement was seen from him and he disappeared.

Xie Shan, who was practicing "Evil Spirit", suddenly felt something in his heart, stopped, and looked up at the sky. Almost at the same time, Shu Long also looked up at the sky, with a look of emotion on his face.

In the sky, Ma Fan stood quietly in the evil mist.

The poisonous mist was repelled by an invisible force and could not get close to the seven-foot radius around Ma Fan. Ma Fan's clothes were bulging, but strangely, he looked terrifying, but no one felt much fluctuation in spiritual power.

"Sword Intent..." Xie Shan's eyes suddenly widened, the light swelled, and his expression changed slightly.

Ma Fan opened his arms like a big bird spreading its wings, with a solemn expression. The evil spirit seemed to be frightened and retreated. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing around him thirty feet away.

Seeing such momentum, everyone in the Suzaku Camp below was filled with envy and admiration. Boss Ma Fan is worthy of being Boss Ma Fan! The main focus of the Suzaku Camp is sword cultivation. The people's cultivation level and realm are not enough, but they have good eyesight and understand that Boss Ma Fan must have a new understanding of the sword's intention.

The one who could see it most clearly was Xie Shan.

The reason why the evil mist retreats is because the space around Ma Fan is filled with countless ethereal and invisible sword intentions! Moreover, these sword intentions are quietly flowing, as if they are gestating something.

Suddenly, Xie Shan seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Ma Fan with a solemn expression in the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.

Transform!

The sword's will takes shape!

impossible!

Isn't the transformation of sword intention a state that only golden elixir cultivators can achieve? But the scene he was discovering in front of him was difficult for him to accept. After a long while, Xie Shan, who had been standing there for a while, gradually regained his composure, his mouth full of bitterness. He, a cultivator who had cultivated the golden elixir, had not yet reached the stage of sword intention transformation, but Ma Fan, a cultivator in the pulse condensation stage, understood it first.

Ma Fan's whole body was densely wrapped in countless sword intentions, these tiny and transparent invisible sword intentions from the sky.

sky... sky...

Ma Fan, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to have some realization.

A majestic and fierce aura gathered from all directions, Ma Fan was like a small boat, swaying in the violent storm, and might be destroyed at any time!

This is……

Xie Shan immediately understood that Ma Fan was practicing the "Mingxiao Sword Art"! But he immediately frowned, showing a bit of worry. He glanced at the blood-stained red sky, and he felt even more uneasy.

The sky here... is not a good place to practice "Mingxiao Sword Art"!

The red sky became more terrifying, and black clouds quietly formed.

Ma Fan, who was in the center of the storm, faced an even worse situation. When he realized something was wrong, there was no way out. The sky here is filled with mysterious evil spirits, which originated from the tragic wars thousands of years ago and took shape over thousands of years, which can easily erode people's minds.

There are too many things in the sky here that do not belong to the sky!

The evil mist that had been avoided just now suddenly surged violently, and dozens of tentacles formed by the evil mist rushed towards Ma Fan. Dozens of tentacles sealed Ma Fan's surroundings in every direction, leaving him with nowhere to escape. These evil mist tentacles were as fast as arrows, and they all pierced towards Ma Fan. Seeing that Ma Fan was about to be caught by them, the evil mist tentacles that flew around Ma Fan suddenly exploded one after another.

These sword intentions were crushed by the sword intentions surrounding Ma Fan.

But, this is just the beginning!

Countless red and black evil mist tentacles flew up from the evil mist, and all pounced on Ma Fan in the air.

The sound of explosions was endless, and too much evil mist exploded. After a while, a thick evil mist formed. In the thick and dense evil mist, the dull booming sound did not stop at all. A red-black mass of evil mist, like a giant egg, hung high in the sky.

Worry appeared on everyone's faces, but they could only watch helplessly, helpless and unable to do anything to help.

****

Mo Shui Ming Kong.

Nanyue looked at the senior who was almost slumped, her eyes full of respect.

She has always worked very hard in the Magic Mansion, but today when she saw how her senior practiced, she immediately felt that her hard work was nothing in front of her senior.

"I'll come back later."

The senior dropped these words and disappeared.

Nan Yue was not too surprised. At this time, she was full of fighting spirit. The senior explained to her how to practice with practical actions. Regarding "Tiannan Archery", she is not so eager. What she learned today is enough for her to practice for a long time.

She retreated from Mo Shuiming. She needed to digest what she learned today.

****

Zuo Mo felt very happy, very happy.

Thirty miles, he only spent five hours, one hour less than Pu Yao required. If you deduct the time spent explaining the little magic to Nan Yue, he only spent four and a half hours. Especially when Zuo Mo caught the surprise and surprise in Pu Yao's eyes, he felt indescribably happy.

In fact, his consciousness was almost exhausted. Four and a half hours of high-intensity cracking was his first attempt, and his reaction was naturally much stronger.

There was no time to slowly reflect on this secret feeling, so he had to enter meditation immediately and regain his consciousness.

It took a whole day for Zuo Mo to wake up from his trance, and his consciousness was only half restored. Unfortunately, there are no stars in the sky here, so he cannot absorb the power of the stars. His Divine Consciousness Sutra surged last time, and although the number of stars in the void of the Consciousness Sea did not increase, each star became brighter, dazzling, and twinkling in the void.

Zuo Mo's sea of ​​consciousness has long been changed beyond recognition.

The former Jianhe was almost disappearing, which made Zuo Mo feel ashamed. Those bewitching black fires are no longer as raging as before. Especially around the tombstone, the black fire completely disappeared, exposing the shiny black ground like metal, and the black air surrounding the tombstone was more intense than before.

According to Pu Yao, he is following the path of star refining, and there is star consciousness sand in his divine consciousness, which contains the power of stars.

Zuo Mo had no idea what the power of the stars was. However, all ten stars have grown stronger, and his consciousness recovery is much stronger than before. Each star sheds its light, and the sea of ​​consciousness is bathed in the faint starlight.

Zuo Mo was shocked when he saw the huge evil mist in the sky. He quickly grabbed Xie Shan and asked, and when he learned that it was Ma Fan who was practicing the "Mingxiao Sword Art", he couldn't help but feel worried. But there is nothing he can do. Among all the things he has practiced, the sword art is the weakest now.

His strongest power now is the Great Sun Demonic Body, followed by black magic. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. As a cultivator, there is really nothing to be proud of. Ma Fan's commotion would not end anytime soon, so Zuo Mo ignored it.

He turned around and was surprised to find Agui looking at him. Normally, Agui and him were almost inseparable.

"Are you okay?" Zuo Mo asked tentatively.

A Gui didn't respond. Zuo Mo shook his head, he was really whimsical. He grabbed Agui's hand, penetrated his body with his spiritual consciousness, and examined it carefully.

His brow quickly furrowed.

The ghost's body was in a mess, withered and lifeless. From this point of view, it seemed to be no different from usual, but Zuo Mo discovered that there was a tiny purple spot on the ghost's heart. Zuo Mo has to check up on A Gui every three or two days. The situation inside A Gui's body is extremely familiar.

The last time he checked, there was no such purple spot, so it can be seen that the purple spot formed in the past few days.

Zuo Mo's heart suddenly sank, which meant that Agui's body had undergone new changes these days, and he couldn't help but feel worried. If it was a good change, it would be a blessing, but if it was a bad change, he had no measures to deal with it.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt a strong sense of urgency.

I have to find Shuiyun Ti as soon as possible! But he also knew that if he entered the depths of the evil mist rashly, he would be afraid that no bones would be left. Everyone is practicing hard, and now is not a good time to enter the evil mist.

Zuo Mo felt inexplicably irritable and walked out of the camp.

The camp is located on the edge of the evil mist, and from time to time you can see wisps of evil mist of varying thickness drifting slowly past. His gaze was cast into the depths of the evil mist. What would be the scene there?

"You can fish!" Pu Yao suddenly said.

"Fishing?" Zuo Mo asked in shock.

"Well, if you take a spiritual magic weapon, it will naturally attract many evil spirits." Pu Yao explained: "It's just a good time to practice with little magic, and"

"And what?"

"Don't you remember that you swallowed those soul essences? If you want to strengthen your consciousness in a short time, this is a good way." Immediately Pu Yao sighed: "You are lucky!"

Zuo Mo suddenly became energetic. In his opinion, evil spirit is a tonic. The main reason why he wanted to learn Jiguhuang's ritual technique was to use evil spirits to strengthen his consciousness. With his current strength, it is too dangerous to go deep into the evil mist.

Sure enough, Pu Yao is still treacherous!

Zuo Mo was filled with emotion, thought for a while, and took out a magic weapon. It was the only sixth-grade magic weapon in his hand, the Nine-Turn Heaven Earth Plate. He didn't dare to let Xiaota act as a bait. The noise last time was too big. The Jiuzhuanxiao earth plate has a hint of spirituality. Although it is not as spiritual as the small tower, it is perfect for use as bait.

The Jiuzhuanxiao Earthen Plate, which made countless people jealous, was thrown to the ground, while Zuo Mo stood guard not far away with his eyes wide open.

Not long after, a red light suddenly rushed out from the evil mist and went straight to the Jiuzhuanxiao soil plate on the ground.

Zuo Mo smiled and threw out the little magic spell he had prepared.

Zhila!

The power of the little magic is not very strong, but the magic is supposed to restrain the evil spirit. The evil spirit disappeared without even screaming. Zuo Mo took his time, opened his mouth and sucked in, and the extremely thin wisp of the essence flew into his mouth.

Evil spirits kept coming out.

Zuo Mo soon discovered that little magic was perfect for dealing with evil spirits. Now he is very familiar with the little magic, and he almost doesn't even have to think about it before he sends out a series of words.

On the contrary, he needs to be careful about the essence sources slipping through the net. This time, the feeling is clearer than last time. The essence essences inhaled into the body have penetrated into the stars in the void of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Compared with last time, the number of evil souls this time was much smaller, and Zuo Mo was quite relaxed.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" At some point, Gongsun Cha came over and asked curiously.

Zuo Mo shook his hand, and a few strands of his soul essence floated towards Gongsun Cha. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter