MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The one hundred and forty-seventh day

The 147th day of the natural war

A repairer has just tasted the flying sword to attack the round of the moon in the sky.

Unexpectedly, this behavior seems to anger those seemingly gentle and aura! First, a halo enveloped him, and the halo fell on him, and it tightened. No one thought of these auras that seemed to be broken by a thorn, and this time there was such an amazing power!

Under one leh, the sword repaired a scream, and his eyes turned, and he was quite comatose.

Just as everyone was stunned, suddenly a roll of black gold rope fell in the sky, accurately entangled in the stunned past.

"Coma, judgment failure, exit test."

An indifferent voice rang in the ears of everyone, and it was silent.

Everyone knows that this is a judge who is hiding in the dark and saves the repairer. This last round of trials will not be all the players in the Jindan period, and the one shot is unmistakable. The people still can't figure out the characters. They are like a no-man, and come and go.

Everyone is stunned and can't help but yearn for. In the realm, although the Jindan period and the meditation period are only one level, the strength of the two is not much different!

For these meditation practitioners, the achievement of Golden Dan is their dream, but this is difficult, but they also know. The coagulation period is considered to be the backbone in the Tianyuejie, and only the achievement of Jindan can be considered a master. Every year, countless people go back and forth at this level, but no one will back down. If you can pass this level, then you can fish the dragon gate, Tian Gao Ren Xiangxiang. After that, there is still no life, and everyone wants to live longer.

But they can only be jealous now, they are young, after all, even if the talent is excellent, the repair is still shallow. Among the hundred repairers, those who entered the middle of the veins were only a few. Moreover, the more the repair is made, the harder it is to get to the back. Before the age of 50, it is extremely difficult to achieve Golden Dan.

Zuo Mo also heard the words of the judge, but he did not have the idea of ​​envy at this moment, he almost screamed! The voice of the appraisers just came out, and he was scared that he almost trembled with his hand and almost broke the sub-array.

Fortunately, he was strong and powerful, and he barely stabilized.

Everything in the array is under the cover of his gods, and the repairer is attacked. He is naturally clear.

Hey, this is just the beginning!

But he didn't look up, he couldn't be distracted.

There are also six sub-arrays, and he will be able to complete the seven-second sub-array of the Ring of the Moon!

Once he completes the seventy-two sub-array, the power of the big array is multiplied, and there is one more feature that is of great interest to him, that is, control. *** Controlling the array, he has not done it, but it is just a simple array of characters, such a complex and huge array of characters, he has never been controlled. Some people control the array, and the uncontrolled array, the power is different.

The key is that if you can control such a big battle, how fun it is!

In the array, the masters are not stupid, they all have their own small abacus.

As a result of agitation, the magnetic force forms a tiny magnetic cover around her to protect herself. Luo Wei continued his waiting for the rabbit, although his empty space was compressed into a small range in the big array, but he still did not move. And his mind has begun to think about how to expand his own spacelessness in the matrix.

The idea of ​​the two men playing defensive counterattacks is just a move.

Succeeded in a hurry, where did the **** guy hide?

And Chang Heng, leisurely and curious to stroll around in the array, like him, there is a yellow face man.

The ghost winds are secret and faint.

Only the South Gate Yang roared, the sword and the sword were like a sword, slamming into the aura. No one is close to him, hey, look at the south gate Yang Wei's fierce appearance, and the madness to the mad look, anyone close to the estimate will be hesitated.

And Yu Bai is like a gust of wind, and his face looks like a trace of Nanmenyang in the array.

It is also strange to say that this large array is only a dozen acres, but the people in the array are like being in the vast wilderness, sometimes meeting each other, but more can not be hit.

However, compared to the ease of these repairers, the killing between other practitioners in the array is much more tragic.

In the sky above the big array, the two judges talked and laughed with ease, only occasionally glanced at them. Two judges, one dressed in a blue robe, the head is a square scarf, the name is Wuling Sanren. Another person dressed in the armor, prestige, his name is Wei Fei, is a long-time master of the Tianyue world.

"Don't say, this is nothing to my appetite. He is playing with the idea of ​​the seventy-two sub-array, hey, counted as a decision." Wuling scattered people laughed: "This layout is still very rough, but When he built the base period, he could insist on laying it down, but it made me look at it."

"Ha ha!" Wei Fei heard the words and joked: "Unfortunately, they are not going to give this apprentice to you. It is a pity that if he can learn from you for a few years, he will not be able to show his younger generation." right."

The Wuling scattered people are very rare in the sword repair, and Wei Fei has this one.

Wuling scattered people shook their heads: "Which talented disciple, which martial art will ignore the treasures?" In the words, the look is rather lonely. He had long wanted to find a disciple who was satisfied, but he had not been successful. His current disciple, learning the sword, is hard, but there is no interest in the array. The school of Fu Zhe has always been a proud stunt of Wuling San, and now there is no one to pass, how to make him not trouble?

If there is no empty sword door to allow left Moby to be under his door, he will be willing to spend more. But he knows that this is not a trivial matter, it is an ordinary martial art, and will never agree, let alone a free-spirited sword that is determined to restore the sects of the sects?

The reputation of the Hail Sword is not loud in the ears of the ordinary monks in the Tianyue world, but no stranger to them.

"Ha ha! Scattered people also need to worry! This left Mo will not vote for him, but there is no headache but also a headache!" Wei Fei's words are full of gloating.

Wei Fei’s words are not wrong!

Zhai Yuanran now feels a lot of headaches, and in this situation, he has not thought about winning or losing. In his opinion, there is not much relationship between winning and losing, but how can he adjust this kid?

Undoubtedly, after this battle, Zuo Mo’s reputation in the field of characters will reach a new height.

In their eyes, Zuo Mo was originally a problem teenager, very tricky.

Now the problem teenager will become very famous and very famous! When I think of a teenager with a great reputation, a very rich family, and a very high talent, Qian Yuanran feels like a mouse dragging a tortoise, nowhere to start!

He still doesn't know that Zuo Mo is already too poor. The spar that Zuo Mo won last time is really a huge fortune. Even the head of such a party is not expected, and the left will be crazy and generally squander them!

Zuo Mo was shocked and jumped, and the array was under tremendous pressure. He did not expect that the South Gate Yang would be like a madman, a sword and a sword, a sword slammed a sword!

Brother has a hatred with you?

Zuo Mo has left the anger, if it is like this again, it will not last long, this day, the ring of the moon is estimated to be really ruined by this savage!

He knew that he couldn't bury himself as he did just now. If it is broken now, then he does not make any sense.

In the ring of the moon ring, Nanmenyang has already played a real fire! He went on for seven or eight swords, and he disappeared into the invisible. It didn't seem to have any effect on the array.

His idea is very simple, not able to break this broken thing, that is, the strength is not enough.

Nanmenyang completely ran away!

His whole body of golden light skyrocketed, shrouded in thick golden light, and even the big sword was wrapped in the thick golden light of the essence, and the roots of the hair stood upright, looking like an angry golden lion.

His eyes turned into a gleaming gold, staring at the aura of the sky above his head.

It seems to feel the threat of Nanmenyang, and the halo that was originally swimming is gathering in the south door.

The power released by Nanmenyang is too strong, like the sun in the night.

Yu Baitie's blue face is even more blue, and the twins are twinkling with a chilling chill. He does not hesitate to turn around and head toward Nanmenyang!

Feel the amazing warfare and powerful momentum of Nanmen Yang, everyone knows that his next blow is bound to be shocked!

"Oh, is it going to break?" Zong Mingyan thought with some boring thoughts, shaking the plum branch in his hand, maybe he should find an opponent.

Who are you looking for? That is always very strong...

There is no such thing as Zong Mingyan who has such an idea. The momentum of Nanmenyang is so amazing that even the casually casual guy can't help but move.

And Su even has a big change!

Finished!

The next sword of Nanmenyang is her, and she will never dare to beat her front!

It is any repairer in the array that does not dare to harden the sword of Nanmenyang!

But if you lose, you can fly your own sword...

The battle is going to break...

Her heart is full of despair!

At this time, the situation was suddenly changed.

Roar!

A roar of the same violent and inferior voice rang in the array of characters, and a golden armor with a vague face descended from the sky and fell heavily in front of Nanmenyang.

Fu Bing!

Nanmenyang lifted the golden hazelnut, grinned and couldn't tell the embarrassment! At this time, he was completely immersed in fanaticism, and anyone who appeared in front of him would be torn and shattered in the first time!

"Go to death!"

The sound is like a griffin, and the south gate is full of anger and anger, and the golden light is suddenly more prosperous. The two hands clench the giant sword and go to the soldiers.

Fu Bing felt the war and threat of Nanmen Yang, the vague face, revealing a pair of eyes.

Indifferent, oppressive eyes!

Fu Bing's body armor is countless like a sly-like rune illuminating, the thick left leg is heavy, the ground is shaking, the right leg is silently retracted, the right fist does not know when, to the chest side. ***The lunge is formed, and the right fist ready to be sent is like a bow and arrow that shoots, facing the golden sword, and slamming!

"Heavenly war!"

The majestic and low voice is like a thundering rushing through the low clouds.

A group of solid golden light fists came out of the hand, if the hammer is heavy, it is like a thunder!

Golden Sword Mans vs Golden Light Fist!