MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Eighty-seventh and seventy-three dead eye beads [second more]

The five ghosts in the Yinling are like wooden chickens.

Although it is not the horn of the king, it is enough to be awkward. The demon king, the name of light, is enough to scare them out.

“Isn't it true?” Si did not stutter.

The eyes of the other four people stared at Zuo Mo, and it looked like a flower on his face.

"Of course it is true." Zuo Mo smiled and glanced at the ink, and handed the long horn to her: "If you are remorse, then I will pick another one."

Ink is desperately waving: "This thing is too hot, only the master can afford it!"

The other four people nodded, and it’s really not a flattering ink. Don't look at the Yinlingwei and you will start playing with the Dongwu House. No matter which side wins, you won't offend the master. In the rare meditation of the refiner, to offend a master who can refine the soldiers, it is absolutely the head of the door. Anyway, in their view, the four lords will not do such stupid things.

Not to mention a long horn, the true horn of the king, the master wants, it is estimated that the four lords will not hesitate.

And this is the beginning of the long horn, really speaking only to the deceased, want to refine it into a real [Wang horn], it seems that only the master has this ability.

This year, everyone believes in the strength of the war department and the master. A horn can command the world, and the five ghosts in the Yinling are absolutely unbelievable.

Pluto adults have no horns, and they have not unified the meditation!

To talk about it, still see who is a big fist. However, if the ink is waiting for others, I still don't want to be infected with such troubles. Although I can't help but feel the heart, there is no idea in my heart.

If it was before, if this thing was dedicated to the Pluto, perhaps it would still be rewarded, but now the king has not appeared for a long time, life and death are not clear, and staying in the hand will only be a disaster.

Zuo Mo put away the long horn, he has a lot of interest in the long horn, the legendary [Wang Zhi horn] is a god, this long horn itself must have something extraordinary. He is now a god-level realm, and he lacks the applicable treasures. The former magic weapon, although quite good, is still a lot worse for him now.

The power of the god-level powerhouse is by no means a common magic weapon.

Lin Qian has a sword of Taikoo, and the master has a **** sword, but he does not use the gods. Although Zuo Mo has already assigned Lin Qian to his master in the heart, he did not fully grasp the time when the master woke up. If Lin Qian really broke out and the master did not wake up, then only he could have a battle.

Zuo Mo secretly remembered the matter, his eyes swept through the collection of Si Duo.

Si Dui later took out a few pieces, which allowed the guy to press the bottom of the box. It was really a good thing. Zuo Mo’s eyes swept over a stone man, and his heart jerked. This stone is about the size of a palm. There are countless black rings and white rings on the surface. These rings are different in size and suddenly gather together.

Yin and Yang ring stone!

Left did not hesitate to pick it.

Although the division is also a bit painful, it is still a sigh of relief. Although the yin and yang ring stone is unique, it is far less practical than the other ones.

Everyone takes what they want.

"I don't know how long the master's costume is?" The Secretary couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Moluo said: "The five paths are completely different and the time is different. But it will not be later than one month."

When I heard that Zuo Mo gave a one-month deadline, the five people were very satisfied. The Dongfu government planned to attack the Nether Wan Tomb, and it took time to assemble the army. Moreover, the Yinling Guardian is in danger, and they do not need to worry about the early battles.

"Then I will wait for the first time." Si Duo left to leave, he urgently needs to find the place to refine the sand that has just arrived, to raise the injury as soon as possible, is the right way.

Several other people have also said goodbye, and there is a lot of things they need to prepare for the war. They each commanded the war department and were busy.

Zuo Mo did not retain, and he has many things.

He intends to refine five people who are like the angels of the same age. With his current realm, it is very difficult for him to refine the quasi-swords.

The success rate of his technique of applying the squadron is now astonishing, which is the advantage of the realm.

Three hundred pieces of gods are naturally unable to meet the needs of the ghost owners, but the problem now is that the material transportation cannot keep up with the speed of Zuo Mo refining. Almost all the warehouses are desperately transporting materials to the fire cemetery.

Zuo Mo is going to go to the sea.

This time he went alone and did not alarm other people.

The boundless sea of ​​boiling water is shocking, and Zuo Mo quietly sneaked into it. Follow the direction of the last direction and walk towards the dead eye.

He noticed that three hundred pieces of gods have been put into the sea of ​​the boiling water, and each piece of gods is constantly drawing dead. There is a small whirlpool in the sea of ​​the boiling pool, and every piece of the gods is guarded.

Left Mo carefully avoids the crowd, quietly moving forward in the gray dead air.

Soon, he could clearly feel that the deadness in front was much richer, and his spirit was alive and his eyes were coming. When I was about to take a fragrant time, Zuo Mo felt that the surrounding dead air was seven or eight times more intense than before.

The dead air here is so rich that it is so amazing that the left heart is secretly confused.

If it is not his god-level realm, the ordinary strong, in such a strong dead air, I am afraid that there will be illusions, life and invade. It is no wonder that no one dares to come to the dead eye, but it is Zuo Mo, and feels stale and stabbed.

The speed of Zuo Mo has slowed down, about ten miles away, and the surrounding dead air has become thick and thick as solid.

Every step forward, as if moving in front of the mountain, countless evil spirits, whistling, illusion.

Zuo Mo’s face became dignified and he felt great pressure.

call!

The sun **** fire emerged from his body, and the evil spirits touched the sun **** fire, and suddenly screamed and disappeared. However, the sticky dead air seems to be irritated by the sun **** fire, roaring and roaring, and a wave of dead air flutters to the left.

Zuo Mo's face is slightly changed, what is this ghost place in the dead eye, how can there be such a strong dead air?

He has never heard of any place where the death is so strong.

Feeling the power of the tumultuous death of the sea, Zuo Mo shook his head, this place is not what he can now come. Unless his body is repaired completely and the power is restored, it is possible to move on.

It seems that only next time.

However, Zuo Mo does not intend to return empty-handed, and these thick and sticky dead air are very good materials in themselves.

Zuo Mo’s hands were caught in the air.

In a moment, he had more than fifty beads in his hands, and the beads were dark gray. If the eyes were on the top, they would be involuntarily attracted.

These deadly beads are extremely rare in quality.

Continuously condensed into 50 dead air beads, Zuo Mo's face flashed a trace of tiredness. He was shocked in his heart, and the deadness in this place was so rich that it was so incredible! He condensed fifty dead beads, even more than the consumption of his three hundred pieces of costumes!

It’s a weird place!

Left Mo is secretly in mind, and the dead beads are collected into the ring, and they follow the same path. This cockroach is still rewarding, and 50 capsules of excellent quality are not small incomes.

After withdrawing from the sea of ​​Wan boiling pool, Zuo Mo will return to his residence.

He meditated for a full twelve hours before he recovered. Open his eyes, he played with the dead beads in his hands. Suddenly thinking of the previous thoughts, he got up and walked toward the backyard.

Before coming to the five gods, I was sure that the five-eyed gas pool had a faint stagnation.

Left Mo did not think about it, took out a dead air bead and put it into one of the dead pools.

boom!

The raging dead air spewed out.

The gods of the scorpion are suddenly bright, and they continue to pick up the stagnant air. Zuo Mo touched the sacred scorpion, closed his eyes, and quickly infiltrated into the coffin. Because of the very strong dead air, and the fusion of the sacred scorpion itself, the original divine power of the breeding was more than three times stronger than before.

Zuo Mo is excited.

These days, he repeatedly scrutinized and finally concluded that as long as there is enough original power, it will make everyone wake up. The original power is very strange, able to penetrate into everything, and fundamentally nourish everyone's body.

Everything is developing in the right direction, and the future is full of hope.

Zuo Mo put the harvest today. This baby of spotted poisonous stone can only return to Mo Yunhai to give them flowers. The dragon heart gives the master, and the jade gives it to you.

The wildfire jumped in his palm, and he was silent. When he picked the WISP, he only had an idea in his heart, but the idea was still very vague.

At this moment, suddenly the figure of the woman in the wildfire suddenly appeared. When she saw Zuo Mo, Yingying bowed down: "Master!"

Left to a glimpse, returned to God: "What?"

"Can the master give a slave to a dead air bead?" The female film said calmly: "If the master can give a dead air bead, the slave can stabilize the figure and go one step further. The slave is willing to let the master drive!"

"Oh!" Zuo Mo’s eyes flashed a trace of color, and for a moment, he lost a dead air bead: "Give you!"

The ghost fire woman was overjoyed, only to see the wildfire jump, and the death of the beads.

The green wildfire immediately added a layer of gray.

"Slaves need a few days to absorb the dead, the master forgives sin." The female figure is erratic.

"Go." Zuo Modao.

The female shadow worshipped again and disappeared.

Left Mo thought about it, put the ghost fire in the ring, pick up another thing, yin and yang ring stone! When Zuo Mo saw this thing, the first thought was Luo. This stone yin and yang are alternate, if it can be used to make this stone into a flying sword, it is best to have a chain of double swords, the most suitable for Luo and I use it.

Today's Zuo Mo, the deeper the understanding of life and death, the relationship between me and Luo Li, also invented. I am not dead, Luo is inseparable, and the two are truly living together. If it can be refined into a yin and yang chain, when the two wake up, the strength will certainly be able to go up a step.

Carefully put the yin and yang ring stone away, Zuo Mo picked up the biggest harvest of today's harvest, that long horn, that is, the beginning of the king horn.

Zuo Mo’s palm rubbed the pattern on the surface of the first king’s magic horn, taking a deep breath and sinking his heart into it.

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