World of Cultivation

The light in Zuo Mo's hand kept changing, and he frowned. The little magic trick slipped through his fingertips like running water, with a solemn expression on his face, not daring to slack off at all. As the storm intensified, he could clearly feel the pressure multiplying. He needs to be very alert for every step he takes. If he is not careful, he will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming attacks.

The fire magic spell performed by the other party was quite different, unlike anything he had seen before. But what caught his attention was the magic mark in Cang Lin's consciousness that he had cracked. That magic mark was sinister and vicious, completely different from the violent fire magic in front of me.

Zuo Mo stared closely at the seemingly messy fire magic spells, like a swimming fish, his consciousness firmly locked on every magic spell that passed in front of him. He was unusually calm, his mind was clear, his eyes were like a mirror lake, and the locked magic spell passed across the lake like a shadow.

Gradually, the reflections of these magic spells on the lake became clearer.

Zuo Mo's eyes were unblinking, his steps were like butterflies walking through flowers, and the little magic skills flying in his hands were extremely precise, appearing at the most suitable place! He was unaware of his changes, and was extremely focused and focused.

Time is like a line that is getting longer and longer, and the magic flow that is as fast as lightning seems to be getting slower and slower.

Every magic spell was as clear as ever before in Zuo Mo's eyes. They flew by like a snail in front of him, and every tiny feature fell clearly and completely in Zuo Mo's eyes.

The mysterious feeling did not excite Zuo Mo. He looked calm. Instead, he found clues that he was interested in in these sorcery arts! The mark of magic in Cang Lin's body is his target this time!

Although the fire magic in front of him seemed overbearing, it was not what he needed.

At this moment, the light in Zuo Mo's hand finally stabilized and shone slightly, as if he were wearing thin, shimmering gloves on his palm. This magic is called [Tactile Palm]. It is Zuo Mo's own magic. It is not complicated, but it took him a lot of thought. This witchcraft can clearly and accurately capture the various characteristics of witchcraft. It is a self-created witchcraft that he specifically used to help crack other witchcraft.

But like today, it is the first time to use [Tactile Palm] in battle.

A scarlet flame knife slashed diagonally towards his neck at a tricky angle.

Zuo Mo raised his palm and made a vain grab for the flame knife. A palm of light flew out and grabbed the flame knife!

The flame knife trembled violently, like a caught fish trying to break free from its grasp. Tsk tsk tsk! The outer layer of the flame knife melted quickly, revealing a section of blood vine inside. Zuo Mo's eyes widened and he made empty gestures with his hands, only to see the blood vine being grabbed by the light palm.

What a strange structure...

Zuo Mo closed his eyes and rolled his consciousness towards the blood vine!

Mo Ruhuo, who was extremely excited, was stunned, Xiao Mo Ge actually closed his eyes! What does this guy want to do? Does he want to surrender? snort! Could it be that he thought that he would let him go if he did this? Mo Ruhuo was so eager to kill that his fear of Zuo Mo had long been forgotten.

A cruel smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, his pupils suddenly opened and the smile froze on his face.

In the storm, with his eyes closed, Laughing Moge's figure became increasingly weird, erratic like smoke, and the overwhelming magic could not even touch the corners of his clothes!

Why……

Mo Ruhuo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Just now Xiao Mo Ge was in a state of embarrassment, but now he is as calm as if he was strolling around. Could it be that he was deliberately pretending before?

Inside the flame knife is a piece of blood vine!

Surprised, Zuo Mo became energetic. This is it! The blood vine is what interests him! When he was treating Cang Lin, he discovered that the blood vine was very strange. It could be firmly rooted in the enemy's consciousness and was extremely difficult to remove. Zuo Mo spent a lot of effort to crack the small piece of blood vine. Some of its structural features aroused his great interest. This is why he waited for Mo Ruhuo to throw himself into the trap!

It was Zuo Mo's style not to get up early without any benefit. He would not go out to find trouble for Mo Ruhuo just for Cang Lin.

That small section of blood vine made Zuo Mo's eyes light up, but it was only a small section;

Not a complete structure. Zuo Mo needs a more complete blood vine because it is related to another sorcery.

Ten breaths later, Zuo Mo crushed the small piece of blood vine that he had studied and started looking for the next target.

Light Palm is a new magic spell he just designed. It consists of twelve small magic spells, specifically designed to peel off the surface of the opponent's fire magic spell. His use of small magic arts has now become so proficient that even Pu Yao will occasionally marvel at him.

After capturing six fire magic spells in a row, Zuo Mo discovered that the blood vines in these fire magic spells were not much different. He frowned again. The blood vines in these fire magic spells were still not complete.

He raised his head and narrowed his eyes at Mo Ruhuo. It seemed that he needed to make this guy work harder!

Mo Ruhuo happened to catch Zuo Mo's glance and suddenly felt chills all over his body. His face was extremely ugly, and the other party seemed to have adapted to his phantom flame storm.

damn it!

how so? The Phantom Flame Storm is one of his trump cards, and it works repeatedly.

There was a fierce look in his eyes. To this point, either you die or I live! He gritted his teeth and dove into the storm.

Mo Ruhuo's move made Zuo Mo slightly stunned, but soon he showed a vigilant expression.

The phantom flame storm that was raging violently just now suddenly stopped without any slowdown, and the various fire magic spells in the storm flew upside down at an astonishing speed. Mo Ruhuo is like a powerful magnet, attracting all fire magic to fly towards it.

A strange and dangerous aura enveloped Zuo Mo's heart.

Zuo Mo remained motionless, looking up at Mo Ruhuo in the sky.

Mo Ruhuo was surrounded by various fire magic arts. He stared at Zuo Mo with a flash of madness in his eyes! All distracting thoughts disappeared at this time, and all the consciousness was moving suddenly. The fire magic floating around him suddenly released a coquettish red light.

Snapped!

The two fire magic arts are like two magnets, attracted together.

Bang bang bang!

The fire demons floating around Mo Ruhuo were sucked into a ball in twos and threes, forming larger fire demons again.

Strong pressure, like a strong wind, struck Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo narrowed his eyes, his hands bloomed like flowers, [Tactile Palm] was used to its extreme, and wisps of light floated from his hands. Light like silk mist formed a glass-like light ball in the sky above Zuo Mo's dancing palms. He used the superposition method of [Glazed Sky Wave] on [Tactile Palm] to form such a glazed ball of light.

Continuous light flew out from Zuo Mo's dazzled fingers and disappeared into the glass ball of light.

The light ball rotates slowly and gradually melts into a glass palm.

Zuo Mo's narrowed eyes became brighter and brighter. Every subtle change in the space around Liuli's palm appeared in his eyes. Zuo Mo was able to capture even the hair-thin ends of his consciousness that brushed past Liuli's palm.

This is the first time he has activated the [Touching Palm] to such an extent!

Mo Ruhuo felt like he was in a red light, a coquettish red light with the smell of blood. The fire demons floating around him were beyond recognition, and their shapes were five or six times larger than before!

Zuo Mo's eyes widened.

There are waves of evil spiritual thoughts in these expanding fire magic arts! Zuo Mo suddenly had the illusion that there seemed to be a life in every fire magic!

Zuo Mo thought of one of his witchcrafts - the Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique!

So far, he has seen many magic arts, but this is the second one like the Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique! Black magic is magic. No matter how powerful it is and how terrifying the pressure it produces, these two magics are the only ones that produce the breath of life!

When Zuo Mo cracked the magic mark in Cang Lin's consciousness, he noticed the faint life force contained in the blood vine. This made him feel extremely curious, but the feeling was not as strong as it was now!

The wisps of spiritual thoughts in the fire magic are full of evil and gloomy feelings. Compared with Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique, the life breath contained in these fire demon techniques in front of them is much weaker and incomplete. But those wisps of spiritual thoughts full of life still made Zuo Mo feel more excited than ever before!

The Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique is now his ultimate trick, it can be used to save lives at critical moments! Pu Yao told him that the Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique is not a single move, but a set of magic techniques. But no matter how Zuo Mo made innuendo, Pu Yao never mentioned the other tricks of this set of magic. Pu Yao also kept silent about the origin of the wild beast.

What made Zuo Mo even more helpless was that he couldn't find any similar reference for sorcery. He wasn't afraid that Pu Yao wouldn't tell him, but if he didn't even have any magic to refer to, then he would be helpless!

until today!

This is the first magic that Zuo Mo has encountered that has similar characteristics to the Jiguhuang Sacrifice Technique. How can he let it go?

There were five huge fire demons floating around Mo Ruhuo. The five fire demons had different shapes. One of them resembled an axe, the other resembled a snake, and the remaining three shapes were difficult to distinguish. Mo Ruhuo's whole body was shrouded in a seductive red light, and his ferocious face looked a little more sinister.

"go to hell!"

Mo Ruhuo shouted loudly, and five red lights tore through the space and blasted towards Zuo Mo!

Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, but he waved his hand softly and feebly. His glazed palm was like catkins blown by the wind, catching a ray of red light!

In an instant, countless information poured into Zuo Mo's mind.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, Zuo Mo's brain was working at an unprecedented speed, digesting the sudden influx of information! In order to be able to digest this information, he stopped all movements and became completely still.

He suddenly transformed into a puppet man.

Zuo Mo, who looked like a puppet, suddenly had a faint and alluring red light in his eyes.

Four other red lights flew in front of him instantly, and the alluring red light reflected on Zuo Mo's face. Mo Ruhuo's wild laughter could be heard next to his ears. Zuo Mo remained motionless, showing no intention of dodging.

No one noticed that the red light in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed!

The red light instantly overwhelmed Zuo Mo.

Mo Ruhuo, who looked like he was laughing madly in the sky, didn't notice that a gray light as thin as a hair quietly imprinted on his back, quickly penetrated and disappeared. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter