MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Seven hundred and twenty-sixth yin hole

"In the next moonlight night, I don't know how Master Xiao Yunhai can be?" The beautiful woman smiles, although her attitude is friendly, but she has a strong atmosphere, making it difficult for people to give up the heart of rebellion.

A faint voice, as if floating in the night: "Masters don't have time, why don't you come back in three days?"

When the time was near dawn, the sky was lit up and the night was dispelled, but the place where the child had been pity was like a deep void. Her pavilion is secluded, and the long red dress and the ground are different from the strong temperament of the moonlight night, but it is ethereal and difficult to ponder.

There was some fever on his face. He was a handsome man, and he was so embarrassed that he was embarrassed by the momentum of the other party.

"I have heard that Miss Zeng is a famous show. Today, I saw it, and it really deserved the name." Ming Yue night show Yan Yixiao, Ming fangs, Fenghua generation.

Once pity, but a smile: "Where is the way to compare with my sister, under one person, above the people, the power is in the grip. With a word, there are countless heroes willing to go through the fire."

The moonlight night, stunned, turned his face, looked at the blue-and-white snow, and his eyes flashed a different color: "But the blue-and-white snow?"

"Blue and white snow has seen the elders of the Ming." Blue flowers and snow are slightly stunned.

"The blue-and-white family has no eyes, but it is a pity." The moonlight night sighed and immediately stared at the blue-and-white snow: "I don't have an assistant around me. If you want, you can follow me to do things later."

Blue and white snow calmly said: "Thank you for the elders to value, the ability of blue and white snow is low, and it is overwhelmed."

"Hey! I don't know how to be good!" A arrogant old man next to the moonlight night said: "No wonder the blue-and-white home has fallen, deserve it!"

Blue and white snow smiled gently, just like I didn't hear this sentence.

Suddenly, the shadow of the sky flashed!

The old man only felt a flower in front of him, and he did not know what suddenly appeared in front of him. In amazement, he yelled: "It’s so bold!"

The old man must be angry, the right palm is five fingers, and the green light is like the arrow from the string. At the same time, a layer of glazed glaze keeps him in the middle.

Hey!

When the green light hits the shadow, it instantly smashes into a fog.

The old man's face changed greatly and he wanted to move again. However, the virtual shadow suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but squint, but the next moment, the virtual shadow suddenly burst out of the hood.

He didn't have time to react, and watched the shadows hit the mask.

Ping!

The crisp cracking sound is not thundering in his ears. The amazing power is like a raging sea. He is like a broken kite, flying out dozens of feet!

Formerly pity children are like no ones, the wrists turn, take back the sleeves, and faintly say: "The master is retreating, everyone is snoring."

Lou An's eyes wide open, almost unbelievable!

She dared to go directly to the demon elders...

The blue and white snow is slightly stunned, but the expression on the face is still the same, and the heart lake is like a mirror.

Dead, dead!

"Shenli!" Another demon elder's voice was low and hoarse. His eyes were fixed on Zeng Pity: "The rumored Ms. Zeng's cultivation of the moon's divine power, the change is unpredictable, today's eye-opener. However, Miss Zeng actually told us The hostility is so strong, it is beyond our expectation."

Once pity, a smile, like a night flower bloom: "Are you coming to drink tea?"

This demon elder has a glimpse. When Luan woke up like a dream, he looked dignified and slowly took out the magic soldier. It was a blue dragon that was just made by Zuo Mo!

On the moonlight night, I ignored the confrontation between the two sides, which means profoundly: "Whether it is Xiao Yunhai or laughter Mogo, our goal is only [angels]. As far as I know, many people are a few gods. inherited."

Once pity, the child smiled faintly: "Look at whether they have this ability."

"That's right." The moonlight night did not refute, she suddenly reached out to the palm, and saw a few water-like beams growing from her palm, swaying.

The faint voice of Zeng Perry echoed in the ears of everyone: "Understood, you have mastered the power of God."

"If the master is willing to sell [angels] to us, we will ensure the safety of the master. We only need [angels]." She looked at her on the moonlight night.

Once upon a time, Liu Hai, who had gathered his forehead, whispered softly: "Just with a few of you, I’m afraid it’s not enough."

"I dare say this, naturally it is a bit of a grasp." The moonlight night meets the suspicion of the pity of the child, does not evade, the tone is not high, but full of strong confidence, leaving no doubt that she can do it.

"Who is not selling to whom?" Zeng Pity said with a grin: "But with the master's temper, the price of the quasi-defense is not cheap."

Quasi-god soldiers!

These three words obviously provoked the nerves of the demon elders. They looked as usual, but the changes in their eyes could not escape the eyes of those who had pity.

"The quasi-defense soldiers, the gods are also good, there is always a price." The moonlight night looks as usual: "I don't know if you can offer the master on behalf of the price?"

"No." Zeng Shier smiled faintly.

"That let the master come to the offer." Ming Moon night direct.

"I am sorry, the master is in retreat, it takes three days. After three days, everyone will come again."

"Three days?" He shook his head on the moonlight night: "We can't wait that long."

"There is no way." Zeng Shier shook his head.

On the moonlight night, I smiled on my face: "That is to teach Miss Zeng’s moon power, Xu Elder, and work."

The old elder who had a low voice nodded and slowly walked out of the team. Shen Sheng said: "The Moon Tribe was also a famous tribe in ancient times. The moon is unique and can be taught today. It is a privilege."

Once pity was trying to speak, a voice suddenly sounded: "Mr. He Lao Zeng, let me take the lead."

Diane carries [Blue Dragonfly], the face of indifference, the look is chilling.

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Zuo Mo’s hands are extremely fast, like a shadow, flying from time to time. A dazzling ray of light, pouring from his hands like a flowing water, fell into the ground.

The layout of such a complicated ban is extremely demanding, and the number of quotations and magic patterns involved is countless, that is, Zuo Mo, and has to play a 12-point spirit.

If other people see him in this scene, they will be shocked and stunned.

The ground has been completely unrecognizable, and complex and fine patterns and magic lines can be seen everywhere. The yin around them began to be affected, and some small cyclones formed from time to time.

Zuo Mo looked at the focus, did not dare to have the slightest distraction. He knows the preciousness of time. [Wang is forbidden by the sky] is his biggest card against the masters. The sooner he finishes, the sooner he can own the hole.

[Wang banned the sky] In the original design, it was a radius of five hundred miles, but Zuo Mo compressed them within a radius of 50 kilometers, which greatly enhanced its power, but correspondingly, its layout difficulty also increased.

Zuo Mo’s forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

But he didn't feel tired at all. His eyes sparkled with amazing light. The strong pressure made him concentrate, invest, and courage like never before. He completely entered the state.

His mind was more active than ever, and his mind was unprecedentedly ethereal.

His tactics have quietly changed, and his ban has gradually changed.

Zuo Mo, who was too invested, didn't realize it. His technique was almost as fast as his thoughts, just like instinct.

The ban is now in its infancy.

The yin gas was stirred more intensely, and a lot of yin gas poured out from the depths of the graves, filling the area where the left Mob set was banned.

Zuo Momin sharply noticed this, but at this time, all his minds were in the ban, and the first reaction in his mind was how to use these amazing concentrations of yin.

Instinctively, his technique changed again.

More and more yin, from the depths of the graveyard, they went on and on, one wave after another, as if there is never an end.

The sharp increase in yin makes Zuo Mo become more excited.

The rich yin is originally an excellent power that can be used, and the concentration of such an yin is so difficult to find on weekdays that it is very rare.

A slight undue vibration was seen in the depths of the grave.

The left Mo did nothing, but the ghost suddenly looked up, and the purple mans in the eyes moved, and she disappeared silently in the yin.

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A ghost flew for about twenty miles and stopped.

There is a deep pit to the bottom of the ground not far from her, and the strong yin is spewing out from here. The yin of the hole is almost full of black like ink.

The vibration of the ground becomes more apparent here.

The frequency of each tremor is about ten points apart.

Suddenly, the purple mans flashed in the eyes of the ghost, and the figure rushed forward.

A devil, just drilled out of the hole, his body shrouded in black smoke, and it is extremely difficult to detect in the strong yin. A ghost suddenly appeared behind it, covering the palm of the purple mang, and was not in the body of the ghost.

If the ink is generally rich in yin, there is no influence on the ghost.

The devil's body is stiff in place, and the purple mangling is like a flame, spreading rapidly along its body. In a blink of an eye, the body of the devil is shrouded in purple fire.

The purple fire is extremely fierce, and the devil can't even make a scream, and it turns into ashes.

There is only a smoldering smoldering smoldering smoldering, and the singer sighs into her body. After a while, the ghost opened his eyes and his eyes were bright.

Another devil, drilled out of the murmur of the hole.

A ghost is like this.

A ghost is like a ghost, and his movements are as fast as lightning. He is not affected by yin. He often hits her without any notice.

Each of the devils was inhaled by the ghost after the burning of the undead power. A dozen dozens of times, the purple mans on the hands of the ghosts gradually changed into a purple flame.

And before, in general, the ghost shape disappeared again, and the palm of the purple fire shattered into the yin.

However, the next moment, the ghost of a ghost flashed.

boom!

Huge power came from the palm of the hand, and the ghost's body flashed, and it slid backwards, and the purple fire flashed in the eyes, staring at the hole.

The bang of the air blew the yin of the cave to reveal the true appearance.

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