MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section VIII Change

An unprecedented fog ball formed on the hands of the giant fog. This foggy ball, which is almost the size of a giant fog, is extremely visually pleasing.

The fog giant raised a foggy ball like a hill and slammed toward each other.

A sneer, floating on the cold face of the other side, he just played so much, the eye fog ball in addition to the greater strength, there is no other magic. If he talks about strength, he does not believe that someone can compare with him.

Although the foggy ball that flies in the face looks horrible, in his eyes, the other party is just a mess. The more solid the fog, the greater the power. Such a big fog is just a bluff.

He rushed toward the huge foggy ball that flew in the face.

a punch!

With just a punch, he can crush this huge fog ball!

This is the last confidence of the other party. As long as it is broken, the other party will completely collapse.

Near! Closer!

It's now!

He took a deep breath, and his power gathered in his right fist at an amazing speed. He suddenly punched a punch!

puff!

Different from the instant smashing of the fog ball, this group of fog **** screamed a strange suction. His mighty punch was like a hollow, empty, and he was almost unwilling to vomit blood.

Ok?

It’s weird!

The three words just jumped out of his mind, and the foggy ball in front of him became a bit familiar.

A huge mouth, the sign of the levy appeared in front of him, swallowed him in one bite.

The foggy ball grows out of the limbs and the torso, and it is a giant fog. The other party never imagined that the foggy ball thrown on the face is the giant of the fog.

He was black in front of him and broke into the darkness.

trap?

The shyness of the fog giant's face is more intense, so embarrassing!

His thick legs and a half legs, his eyebrows almost twisted into a ball, as if squatting strength, his body hurriedly shrinks and shrinks, and soon his body shrinks to just half the size, and no longer shrinks.

The painful expression on the face of the fog giant reached its highest point. At this moment, his **** suddenly turned back!

Hey!

Three bursts of crisp, loud air popping sounded abruptly.

I saw a small group of solid fogs like the shells of the scorpion, which spewed out from behind the fog giant's buttocks. In the past, three ring-shaped fog circles were blown up in the air.

The other party has been unconscious.

"Hey!" The black gold squadron in the distance watched the hand and couldn't bear to look at it. It seems that the pain of this move is the same.

Zuo Mo looked stunned and suddenly turned his face: "Who is this who taught him?"

Black Gold Run Bing immediately smug, slammed his chest, and looked proud: "That still says! In addition to the great black gold, who else can think of such a trick full of tactical wisdom? Hahahaha! I have long been Said to the two goods, this move out, who is fighting for the peak..."

Black Gold Fu Bing smugly laughed.

Zuo Mo looked at this glance, and suddenly pointed to the coma: "The spoils on him are yours."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and Black Gold's expression was stiff on his face.

The ten products and the sun were pretending not to see, turned around and went to clean up the spoils of the female devil.

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The change of Wan boiling pool sea, so that Zuo Mo's Wan boiling pool trip had to stop. The guy who was in a coma, left to the Yinlingwei, let them torture the other person's origins.

Zuo Mo continued to be busy repairing his body. Without the blazing destruction of the sun, the healing effect of the Ghosts of the Ghosts immediately increased. Unconsciously, Zuo Mo’s body has been repaired to eighteen layers.

Xiao Huo guards visited the door, this is the first incident from the last million boiling pool sea, Xiao Hu came over for the first time.

"Master!" Xiao Huo's face is ashamed: "The last time the villain was weakly protected, it was..."

Zuo Mo smiled: "This kind of sneak attack, if I don't have a few treasures at the bottom of the box, the same is true. Is the origin of these people detected?"

The captives were handed over to the Yinling ghost master, and Zuo Mo did not care about the matter. The meditation is for him, but the place to live, once he fixes the body, he will leave. He has no interest in the power and struggle here.

As soon as I talked about this, Xiao Hu’s face suddenly gloomy: “It’s a man of Gaman.”

"Gamman?"

"Well, one of the four lords." Xiao Hu wakes up and accepts the words. Sorry: "I almost forgot the business. The ghost master asked the master to go to the narrative."

Left Mo nodded: "Go then."

Sitting on the bone car, I quickly arrived at the main residence of the Yinling ghost. When Zuo Mo saw the ghost of the ghost, he could not help but stunned: "Is the ghost master injured?"

The main face of the Yinling ghost is expressionless, but the language flow reveals a trace of surprise: "The master's eyes are like a torch, and he has been fighting a few times with Gaman. He is also uncomfortable. The last time I was attacked by the sea, I was not well cared for. Hey."

After all, he opened the jade box in front of him, inside is a glaring and sly head.

"This is one of Garman's right arm, named Yu Wenhong. This action is his planning, taking his head and apologizing to the master."

On the same day, he heard that Zuo Mo was attacked, and he was greatly angry. He personally led the Yinling Five Ghosts and quietly sneaked into the hinterland of Gaman and won the first level of Yu Wenhong. However, the price they paid was not low, including three people, including the Yinling ghost owner.

"I don't need this." Zuo Mo became more and more aware that the Yinling ghost owner is a good person, happy and envious, has a role, and acts aggressively.

The Yinling ghost master Shen Sheng said: "Galman this person, the heart is deep and forbearing, the heroic posture. Wang Shang is in a bad state, Jiaman is ready to move. This conflict, between Yinlingwei and Dongxifu, no more fortunate, war Must start."

Left Mo listened quietly.

"The East Hades have been lingering for the Netherland tombs for a long time, but the Kings are not assured of them, so I am stationed here."

Zuo Mo curiously asked: "Why is he squatting in the cemetery?"

"This is the land of the ancestral home of the king!" The Yinling ghost explained: "The king is mysterious and has been searching for the land of ancestral home. This is the only way to find the tomb of the secluded 10,000. The rumor of the cemetery, the possession of the sacred inheritance of the king. ""

Zuo Mo’s interest in the Pluto suddenly rose, and the mysterious graves were indeed mysterious. Whether it is Yi Bingfeng or Wan boiling pool, it is puzzling.

"Gamman is so big?" Zuo couldn't help but ask. Although Pluto is not in a good condition, the Netherland Tomb is the land where Pluto was the ancestral home. It is also a taboo to attack the land where Pluto was ancestral.

"Galman is very clever, he will not swallow it alone." The ghost owner shook his head: "An Mo is loyal to Wang Shang, but unfortunately, the cultivation has a problem, Xibaofu itself is difficult to protect. Yuzhe of Nanyuan House is a wall grass, Beiyuan ice The Haixin Bing of the government has a complaint with my Yin Lingwei. If she wants to clean up the mess, it must be after our war with Garman."

"Who are you strong?" Zuo Mo asked directly.

"Gamman is strong." The ghost master said calmly: "Gamman's East Habitat is the strongest of the four lords. The Yinlingwei is weaker than the four houses, and the gap is even greater than that of the East. But Gaman certainly can't think of it. Ten years ago, I was guarding him, how could I not be prepared."

“Where is there any need for me to help?” Although Zuo Mo did not want to intervene in the civil war, but the ghosts of the ghosts still fell on the Yinling ghost, he did not want Yin Lingwei to lose.

"Thank you for the master! If you can, I would like to ask the master to refine a batch of used gods, and the things of the gods can be put down first." The ghost master does not care, directly asks.

"Good!" Zuo Mo quickly agreed to come down.

Leaving from the ghost owner, Zuo Mo said to Xiao Huodao: "Go to the fire cemetery."

Since Zuo Mo taught those refiners to practice the wildfires, the fire cemetery was immediately cold and cold, and almost no figures were seen, leaving only the blazing fire pillars.

Since Zuo Mo promised the Yinling ghost to refine a group of costumes, he decided to complete it as soon as possible.

Various materials, like flowing water, continue to gather in the fire cemetery.

Soon, the news that the master had to start the refining machine spread in the tomb of the Nether, and the refiners who were busy looking for the wildfires and purging the wildfires stopped their work and came from all directions.

On the surrounding peaks, almost full of people, they are curious to see the fire cemetery at the bottom of the valley. I can see the master refiner with my own eyes.

One after another, the bone car filled with materials, has not stopped for these days, like running water, constantly transporting all kinds of materials.

“Ming Hong, how many cars?” someone asked.

"One hundred and twelve cars." Ming Hong immediately gave an accurate figure.

"Master, what do you want to do, get so much material? With so much material, how can he use it!"

"Shut up! Look at it!"

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All kinds of arguments and speculations have not stopped between the people. No one can understand them. What does the master want to do? Ming Hong did not participate in the discussion of these people, his eyes fixed on the master.

The figure of the master is constantly moving between the pillars of fire.

The material is not far away and piles up like a mountain.

When Zuo Mo looked at the entire fire cemetery, he had to admire it, this is really a good place. The ground fire level here is not low, and the ground fire is full, beyond imagination. Below the fire cemetery is a sea of ​​fire, the only drawback is that there are too many impurities.

However, this shortcoming is for Zuo Mo, it is just a little effort.

In his eyes, the fire cemetery is simply a superb furnace created by God, ample ground fire, and a large number of fires, enough to make it an excellent refining field.

However, before that, we must first arrange it.

Zuo Mo has a belly case, no longer hesitate, and he has a hand, and many materials are immediately flying out of the piled materials.

These flying materials are arranged in a straight line in the air, like a bird, and put into the flame in the hands of Zuo Mo.

With the power of the sun **** fire, refining these materials is almost indiscriminate and can be done in the blink of an eye.

They passed through the fire of the sun at a very fast speed, passing through the fire of God, and the appearance changed dramatically. They are like the phoenix of the fire in the fire, from the gloom to the crystal, shining with dazzling light. They crossed the bright and colorful light marks in the air and did not enter every corner of the fire cemetery.

The flame in the hands of Zuo Mo seems to be able to turn into a magic.

The beam of light, like rain, blooms from his hands.

Fire tree silver flower, gorgeous and dazzling!

The people on the four sides of the mountain were shocked by this scene.

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