MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section VIII Wanted?

Pu Yao’s left eye floated with a black mist, and in the fog, it seemed as if there were tens of thousands of ghosts crying and screaming. However, regardless of the Pu Yao or Wei, they are indifferent to the screams that are endless.

The black fog flew out and fell into the tombstone.

The tombstone trembled fiercely, and the black mist floated from the bottom of the tombstone, lingering around the Pu Yao and the guard. The tombstone rises slowly, revealing a quaint altar.

At this time, before the armored guard, he raised the thick sword in his hand and slammed it toward the tombstone.

boom!

The tombstone was divided into two by the defender.

Inside the tombstone that was opened, a black mist was slowly rising, and the mist of the tumbling faintly revealed a vague outline of the face. In an instant, a strange force shrouded the audience.

There was a desolation in the fog, as if it had lasted forever, with indescribable vicissitudes and direct power to the heart.

"Giving the ritual of the sorrow, the heart of the swearing, the oath of the swearing, will you?"

“Original?”

"Would it be?"

......

The last two words, like the Thunder rolling, are endless.

However, Pu Yao and Wei, it seems to turn a blind eye to this sound.

Wei has caused emotion: "I don't know when this kid can save us? I didn't expect that you are so cool and cool, you will save yourself, hey, I can't think of it..."

Pu Yao cold and cold road: "The rent owes too long, always have to pay."

"Yes." Wei nodded. "This kid is not good this time. Anyway, it is also a death. I think it is better to die there. It is not so painful. I have always been afraid of pain."

"Don't talk nonsense, work." Pu deer cold and cold.

"Good!" Wei is no nonsense, standing beside the demon.

The two faced the fog, solemnly standing, and the voice of the sky "willing to" is endless.

The two looked at each other and said the same thing: "Will!"

The "willing no" voice came to an abrupt end.

Two black lights flew in the dark fog and fell into two people.

The bruises on the body of the body immediately became completely new, and the Pu Yao had more armor. The armor of the Pu Yao looks slim and delicate, and the flames of the silk come out from the armor.

On the armor of the two, there are many red triangles. If they are proficient in ancient sacrifices, they can be recognized. These triangles often mean sacrifices.

Pu Yao and Wei have made themselves sacrifices.

Powerful power, filled with two people, in all the sacrifices, as a sacrifice, the power that can be obtained is undoubtedly the most powerful. Both of them are tombstones, because the two are only souls, and there is no entity. Once they sacrifice themselves, they will be detained in the tombstone, the tombstone of Yongzhen.

Unless the peerless strong can break the tombstone's imprisonment, they can save them.

"Come on!" The defending screamed and he raised his sword.

"Come on!" Pu Yao's cold voice is like a knife, and the black fire line is released from his hands.

The black fire line hits the big sword raised by the central defender.

The flame immediately clung to the big sword, and in a blink of an eye, the flame immediately covered the big sword.

A steady stream of flames was released from the hands of the Pu Yao. When the last flame was away from the hands of the Pu Yao, the Pu Yao’s feet were barely sturdy, and the body’s armor was faint and covered with creases.

Pu Yao stared at the big sword in the guard.

The armor of the whole body suddenly puts a ray of light, and the light flows like a flowing water to the big sword in his hand.

Hey!

The cracking sound, starting from the armor of his foot, continued to spread upwards, calves, knees, thighs, waist... until he gripped the wrist of the sword.

The armor of the body is not gray.

The defending screamed and shouted at the top of the head, the big sword that ran with countless rays and flames, and slammed into the ground!

boom!

Zuo Mo’s knowledge of the sea was instantly divided.

The sun gods that capture the blazing sun, as if they lost their last bondage, they began to grow to the left!

The silky sun gods, like the roots tied to the soil, enter the left Mo's head and support the roots to make a qualitative change.

The golden seedlings grow rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye in the original position of the sea.

The growing seedlings make the sun in the roots a breakthrough. The blazing sun in the body of Zuo Mo, at an alarming rate, is constantly drawn from the full body of the gods and sent to the brain of Zuo Mo.

A golden seedling is constantly growing.

Under the seedlings, a tombstone stands silently.

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Zuo Mo felt that the surrounding temperature was falling rapidly, and his consciousness immediately became awake.

I don't know how long it took, he opened his eyes.

The body that bursts with violent desires finally calms down, and when Momo explores his body, he is not surprised. The sun in the body is reduced by nearly one-half.

When Zuo Mo saw the golden sapling, he was almost dumbfounded, the sun tree, isn't this the sun tree?

what happened?

Know the sea?

Pu Yao and Wei?

Zuo Mo quickly discovered the tombstone under the sun tree. On the smooth and flat tombstone, two figures emerged, one covered in flames and the other covered in armor.

The left is like a thunder!

Pu Yao and Wei!

He is very familiar with the two, and the two are burnt to ash, he also recognizes. The two figures on the tombstone are not clear, but they will recognize Pu Yao and Wei at a glance.

In a blink of an eye, he understood what was going on.

Tears flow out uncontrollably.

However, the tears just turned away from the eyelids, turned into a group of water vapor, leaving only a very short trace on his cheek.

Zuo Mo suddenly saw a small black fire on the sun tree.

His face flashed a surprise color, he is very familiar with this black fire, the black fire on the Pu Yao! This is the stay of the Pu Yao!

Is it...

He resisted the joy of his heart and attracted black fire.

When the black fire did not enter his body, his body could not help but tremble.

"After becoming stronger, save us."

A few words, but let the left Mo heart ecstasy. Pu Yao is not dead, Wei is not dead!

In an instant, hope filled his heart, he clenched his fist, secretly vowed, I will come to save you!

Zuo Mo suddenly turned his head, over there!

He ran away in the direction of the battle.

The abundant sun in the body allows the sun **** tree to grow wildly, from the seedlings to adulthood, and then to the small sun. At this point it finally stopped taking the sun and it has reached its limit.

At the moment, Zuo Mo left about half of the sun in the body.

Losing the capture of the sun **** tree, the temperature in the body of the left is rising again, and the painful feeling of pain is once again coming from all over the body.

Zuo Mo did not lose consciousness, this degree of pain, he can bear it. Even if half of the sun is blazing, it is not that Zuo Mo can now withstand it. Zuo Mo feels that his body is almost bursting at this time.

But Zuo Mo still noticed the change. Although the pain is still on the verge of collapse, the feeling of exploding is as good as just now, but now Zuo Mo has found that there is a force in his body, in his own grasp.

This power comes from the gods.

Perhaps, to be exact, the little sun from the tree of the sun god. The Sun God Tree now occupies the position of Zuo Mo’s original knowledge of the sea. The violent sun blazes through the godlike lines of the roots, to the sun **** tree, and then to the small sun.

These little suns can release the pure power of the sun, and this part of the sun's power is like the general practice of Zuo Mo, which means the arm.

This part of the power is not repelled by the blazing sun. They are homologous and can coexist well.

The strong pain has made Zuo Mo more focused, and he knows what kind of desperation he is at this time. The weak-minded person is afraid of being struggling in pain at the moment, but Zuo Mo has not given up, racking his brains in pain, looking for even a little chance.

He is very clear that even if this little chance is, everyone exchanges for life.

Master, A Ghost, Pu Yao, Wei...

I am not qualified to squander and I am not qualified to give up!

Can die, but can not make everyone's sacrifice worthless!

He turned and ran towards the battle.

Zuo Mo, who runs all the way, the war in his heart is like a burning flame. His face is firm and quiet, his voice is shining, his fist is tight, and he is moving forward.

The speed of the left-hand running is amazing, faster than flying, and the strong figure pulls the golden flame long.

The surrounding lines continued to fly toward him. He didn't stop, wrapped his fists in flames, and smashed everything that blocked him!

A **** pattern blocks the front, sharp red light, and rains like a burst.

Zuo Mo did not stop, he violently held his arms in front of him, the whole person continued to run forward.

Hey!

The red light of the raindrops hit the body of Zuo Mo, and the flames of Zuo Mo’s body suddenly went up.

The red light of the raindrops was swept by the sun **** fire and disappeared without a trace.

Almost instantaneous, Zuo Mo appeared next to the gods, and punched on the gods!

Zuo Mo’s hand suddenly lit up a bright red light.

The sun is burning!

The order of this **** pattern is not high, and a little bit of the sun is enough to destroy it, and the gods are turned into ashes.

There is no stop at the left foot, continue to rush forward!

However, Zuo Mo’s gaze fell on the red halo of his fist.

This is the sun!

Just a punch, he just poured his power into his fist as usual, but he did not expect that there would be a rush of the sun, which was mixed in the power of God.

Divine power can mobilize a little sun!

The power of this punch is suddenly multiplied!

Zuo Mo’s eyes are bright, the sun is blazing, and there is nothing to stop. Isn’t that the best weapon?

The more you want to be left, the more excited you are. Any drop of the sun is blazing, and there are countless sun **** fires, even if the elders are on a little bit, they can't afford it.

Just at this time, there was another **** pattern in front of me.

Do not say anything to the left, like the one just now, it is a punch!

A dragon whistled and thundered.

The gods suddenly sprayed countless rays and hit the fire dragon. However, the golden dragon did not collapse. It was nothing to do, and it directly hit the gods.

A very fine red light in the fire dragon is slightly invisible.

boom!

The gods are broken on the spot.

Zuo Mo shouted, the flames soared and rushed forward.

He is like a very unreasonable flame dragon, crushing everything in front of him.

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