MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The 368th section
The 368th march
"I didn't expect someone to trigger the war of imprisonment so soon, but it made me a little surprised." Qianliu laughed.
The fire-faced man grinned: "You are also interested in these low-grade goods. But" his face showed a smug expression: "My means is not bad."
"Inferior to the extreme." Thousands of streams do not hesitate to give an evaluation.
"But it is very effective." The face of the fire noodles is not lost.
Thousands of people are too lazy to talk and stare at the prison battlefield.
Hey brothers watched the surroundings with vigilance.
The deacon of the Genius Alliance was established by the world, and a deacon was set up in the border. If you are only 20 years old this year, you will be a deacon of the genius alliance. The strength and talent are beyond doubt. However, my brother did not expect that he would trigger the battle of imprisonment. There were eight deacons who entered the game board of the wild animal. On strength, he could only travel in the middle.
However, he quickly reacted and was very excited. This is a godsend!
There are not many rules in the genius league, but it is necessary to reward this point, but it is the most executed. There have been nine demon in the genius league, and five of them have left the genius alliance with magic. In addition, all kinds of wonderful works of the collections of the dynasties of the past are all collected in a tree of magical arts in the center of the enchantment. This tree exceeds the tree of the magic of any demon house.
That is where all the demon dreams, and the brother is no exception. He was born in Yingfeng, and is the first-largest family in the area. However, looking at the whole demon environment, it can only be counted as a middle stream. Ying Feng's "The Secret of the Green" is a pretty good magic, but the brother is not satisfied.
He is a deacon of the Genius Alliance at a young age, and he is ambitious. In the family history of Yu’s family, no one has ever cultivated the “Spirit of the Blues” to reach the Heavenly Demon. How can he satisfy? The family has spared no effort in his training, collecting more powerful magic techniques for him by various means, but the top of the magic, each one is precious, so for many years, nothing has been achieved.
The battle of imprisonment, in any case must win! Hey brothers made up their minds.
This credit, you can try to change a good magic.
come on!
My brother’s eyes are skyrocketing and fighting is high.
The fleet progressed silently and quickly in the mist.
Five slave ships, Jin Wuying's slave ship is at the center, and the hull's ribs release a faint glow. Akasaka Ding has continuously turned the fog into a spiritual power and introduced various symbols of the hull engraving.
Compared to the time of its completion, Akasaka is now much smaller. This is due to its endless operation day and night, no moments to stop. Akasaka Ding is a five-product magic weapon, and the spiritual power of transformation is not only abundant, but also superior in quality. Under the day and night, these abundant and pure spiritual powers are like a fine roasting of the fire, and they continue to refine their bodies.
Akasaka Ding is a collection of the entire Jinwuying force. It is an unprecedented innovation, but it is limited by Sun Baojiwei's cultivation. There are many places in Akasaka, and it is inevitable that there will be a lot of miscellaneous and long-term spiritual refining. The inadequacy of the impurities of Akasaka Ding, slowly refining, so that its texture is better than before, the body shape is much smaller.
Zuo Mo Li was the head of the slave ship, his eyes fixed on the front. The illuminating light of the hull array reflected in his tight face and was indefinite. Around him, A ghost held his chin and learned to look at the distance.
A ghost's injury has obviously improved, and her face gradually has a little more expression, although it is still very rigid.
Hey.
Constantly dressed in black armor, the shape of the body is like electricity, and they go back and forth in the periphery. They look alert, and all of them are the hard work of the soldiers. Awen ran in the forefront, the black spear was in the hand, and the bright red gun was like a flame.
These martial arts battalions are elite, and they are like a duck in the mist. They also become the main fighting force.
Gongsun’s rate of Zhuqueying and Shulong’s battalion, Xieshan’s last slave ship, and the remaining slave ship, Ma Fanpan sat on the top of the boat, Tianfengqu others scattered on board. Various places. Since the last epiphany, Ma Fan has entered the room and reached the shape of the transformation. The restraint of the fog has also been minimized.
Everyone is like an enemy, looks dignified, between the teams, a smothering atmosphere, sinking and swaying, like a giant beast does not lie on the ground slowly.
Although the heart is eager to find the man in the mist, but Zuo Mo knows that the crisis in the fog is so violent, he dare not take the slightest effort. Such a dangerous place, a little careless, is the destruction of the whole army.
The small tower and the small fire slammed into the arms of the ghost, and the little black hanged in the ghost's hair. The silly bird looked casual and the situation was as tight as the string, and did not cause its slightest reaction. Ten items float on the black tentacles of the twin-petal butterfly, and the cold-small face reveals a bit of eagerness.
It is also strange to say that the white tentacles of the Gemini butterfly are always a faint white mist, showing no signs of solidification.
The ten products are born from the twin-swords, and they are not only a little scared, but they feel very close. However, its intuition for danger is far more acute than the ordinary repairer, and the strong danger brought to him by the depths of the fog has made him dare not go deep. Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. These days, he followed the left and the grandson to "fish", and the ten products have a more intuitive understanding of the dangers in the fog.
Of course, the most important thing is that the unreasonable murderous bird is on the side...
The ten-eyed corner of the eye glanced at the silly bird with closed eyes and closed his neck.
"There are people in this kind of bird place?" Lei Peng sighed, some could not understand.
"Maybe it is the ancestors of the ancient masters." The green year brought together the bangs and gave full play to his imagination.
"The ancients of the ancients..."
The people around you are full of black lines, and there are so many things like this anecdote.
Lei Peng’s eyes fell on those hard-working and hard-working people, full of envy: “This broken place can really kill us. It’s really a cool camp! It’s so cool! I want to practice.” Hard work."
Although they have practiced "Yu Ling", but the time is long, it is only able to reach the erosion of the fog. The fog that is full of danger to them is not only harmless to the camp, but it is beneficial. How can this not be used to rushing to the front of the crowd?
"Don't be jealous of people!" Green is self-contained and sorts out his clothes. He said: "You can learn the captain. As long as the sword is repaired to the realm of transformation, the evil will not invade, and the area will be foggy. Naturally, it is not a problem. ""
Lei Peng is dumb.
Ma Fan seems to have an invisible wall, and the red and black fog can never enter his body. The crowd did not feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, which also indicated that the captain did not use the spiritual power, which was only formed naturally after the sword was shaped.
However, compared with the re-cultivation of "hardship", it is more difficult for the sword to cultivate into the realm of transformation. Unless they practice in the Golden Age, the meditation period will be shaped, which is not a general metamorphosis. Even from Condensation to Jindan, the difficulty...
"Grandma's!" Lei Peng vomited a bad breath.
However, although everyone feels a bit wrong about being unable to rush at the forefront, they are somewhat expecting. If there are really repairers in the fog, it means that they can all exert their full strength in the fog. They are persistently practicing "Yu Ling", but to repair to the third level, they can directly absorb the fog and turn into spiritual power.
Before that, although they can also use the fog to transform into spiritual power, but the speed is very slow, it is easy to practice, but if it is in battle, it means that their spiritual power can not be supplemented.
Many of them pin their hopes on the repairer who is deep in the mist.
Ping!
The crisp collision sound suddenly sounded in the periphery.
Everyone's face is changed, and the enemy is attacking!
This is the first attack they have encountered so far. The faces of the people are not very good. They have just gone deep into the fog for more than 50 years. They are attacked by unidentified creatures. The danger ahead can be imagined.
The enemy is Arvin.
Awen stared at the unknown fierce object in front of him. This fierce object was shaped like a tiger leopard. The slender figure was full of beauty, covered with hard, iron-like scales, layered with chilly light. In the soles of the ground, the claws are like hooks, and they are deeply immersed in the soil without any effort. The eyelids are deep and the joints are prominent, but there are no eyes in the eyelids, only a red light.
A Wen's eyes and the red light in the eyes of the fierce object, only feel tight and tight, can not help but secretly.
Zuo Mo’s eyes fell on the fierce object, remembering what the Puy had said to himself, and asked: “Is this a beast?”
"Yes." Pu Yao's tone swept away from the past and was full of dignity: "A wonderful sorrowful beast! This mist, I don't know how many years passed, mysteriousness, I have never seen it, I have never heard of it. This sorcerer is more than any sorcerer I know. You must be careful."
Zuo Mo was amazed, this kind of discreet tone is very rare for Pu Yao.
A strong sense of danger arises spontaneously, but Zuo Mo is hard to hold on to the shackles. He intends to take a look at it, and this scorpion beast suddenly becomes so powerful.
Awen is a survivor of the duel and has experienced countless brutal battles. Although the sorrowful beast in front of him gave him great pressure, he did not make him mess up.
The icy texture of the black spear came, and he suddenly had a confidence. In the duel of the year, he defeated many opponents stronger than he was at the time, and now he is stronger than before!
The delicate face of the face changes quietly, the killing is rising, the eyes are full of sorrow, and a thick black mist, from the tiger's mouth where he holds the spear, is like a black snake, wrapped in black spear.
His momentum suddenly increased sharply, his eyes wide and his mouth sighed low: "kill!"
The black spear in his hand was flat and he stabbed forward without any cleverness.
