World of Cultivation: 334th Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art
Time seems to suddenly slow down at this moment.
Sisi is like the flowing brilliance. It is like a sprout of light branches, a little bit, wrapped around Zuo Mo‘s empty right hand.
Pu Yao‘s memory seems to be drawn for a long time suddenly, some blurring scenes seem to overlap with what happened in front of them, as clear as yesterday.
“… teacher …”
In the inaudible murmur, the sharpness and coldness in the blood pupil disappeared.
Zuo Mo The mind is completely attracted by the changes in his own hands. He can feel that the strange changes have quietly formed in this short moment.
… what is this?
The two small Devilish Artss, compared to “Yang Fiendish Star Lightning” from “Little Thousand Leaf Hands“, are not only simple and low-level, they are not comparable at all. The various Devilish Artss included in “Little Thousand Leaf Hands” were created by a generation of Sky Devil. They are profound and profound. They are Pu Yao and other high-profile guys. They are also praised.
How about small Devilish Arts?
Five hundred small Devilish Artss are a required content for every demon. Before any demon enters the Devilish Arts house, he must complete the learning of these five hundred small Devilish Arts within his clan. In other words, the small Devilish Arts is just the enlightenment content of the demon Cultivate.
But …
The power that erupted between the hands …
The last glimmer of light, flowing from Zuo Mo‘s left hand, wrapped around his right hand.
Zi!
Zuo Mo just felt a sudden burst of dazzling sword-like light on the chest, a devastating force, forming in the right hand, like an ancient monster, swallowing the desolate Aura, slightly lifting his back, majestic Contempt.
All Evil Souls are as if immobilized. In the chaotic tower, time suddenly stopped.
Between extreme movement and extreme silence, Pu Yao stared at Zuo Mo‘s right hand in despair, and murmured clearly: “… Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art …”
Zuo Mo didn’t hear the slightest murmur of Pu Yao, he was shocked by the light in his hand and this horrible Aura, completely lost his ability to think. It was as if he moved his right hand subconsciously, and saw his right hand swinging lightly like a fish tail.
Countless dazzling glances, an lightly phantom flew out of his right hand, and suddenly grew large, like a monster, suddenly opening the mouth of a blood basin, swallowing all the Evil Soul in the tower.
In the mist, Lil’ Pagoda surrounded by countless Evil Souls suddenly burst into dazzling rays of light. The tower created a powerful suction out of nothing, and tens of thousands of Evil Soul were too late to escape, and was immediately sucked into the tower Inside.
At the same time, a simple and desolate Aura came out of the Lil’ Pagoda.
The Evil Soul, who was not involved, was suddenly frightened and stunned, just like Lil’ Pagoda, there was a terrible monster that made them fear. Deep in the mist, those fiend soul beast(s)s at the higher level of the hunting end could not help expressing horror in their eyes, all lying on the ground, dare not move.
Zuo Mo feels terrible right now, Evil Soul swallowed cleanly, but now he seems to have eaten too much at once, and panic. What made him even more panic was that these Evil Soul didn’t seem to die, but were tied to a layer of strange power.
Once this power gets out of control, these Evil Soul will rush out again!
“Small Devilish Arts first and 500th, use one word.”
Pu Yao‘s voice arrived at the right time, Zuo Mo‘s hand was a little stunned, first impression, this is impossible. There are five hundred types of small Devilish Arts, almost all kinds of foundations of Devilish Arts, many of which have opposite properties. The first and the 500th, but the most contradictory Devilish Arts among all the contradictory Devilish Arts comparisons.
How can two opposite Devilish Artss perform at the same time?
However, he couldn’t allow him to think carefully at this time. After a moment, his hands involuntarily spread out according to Pu Yao.
The first one … the fifth one …
Weird feelings come to mind, Zuo Mo just feels awkward beyond words. Just now, at the same time, the 76th and 313 are displayed. His already feels quite awkward. This time, compared to the last time, the awkward feeling is stronger. I don’t know how many times.
What is this game …
Zuo Mo endured an unparalleled awkwardness, barely performing two small Devilish Artss at the same time.
The Pu Yao blood pupil stared at the bright and winding brilliance in front of Zuo Mo without blinking, and held his breath involuntarily. It looked like he was afraid to startle these blurred beautiful brilliance. And he likes to hide his hands in the black sleeves, and stretches out unconsciously.
His expression is also weird, full of anticipation, and like an enemy.
The strong sense of awkwardness became stronger with the rise of Guanghua. Zuo Mo felt that the left and right sides of his body were being twisted by himself in the opposite direction.
He knows this is an illusion. At this moment, he is just a ray of mind. Where does the body say it? But he also knows that this sense of contradiction is not existence, but the real existence, which is a contradiction between laws.
Actually, he knew it was not good.
Under the influence of the two extreme rules, if you are not careful, you may be crushed at any time. Under the fierce conflict of the two basic laws, this strand of consciousness is as fragile as paper. His heart and soul are pinned on this strand of consciousness. If it is destroyed, there is no difference between ending and death.
The most injured injury is the soul injury.
A’Gui is a wounded soul, shaped like a puppet, should it be like this?
Under the stimulus of death, Zuo Mo didn’t know where to develop a force, he forced himself to calm down.
How can these two Devilish Artss, which are opposites, be used in a consistent manner?
It’s impossible … it’s impossible …
Countless thoughts flew across his mind, but the two small Devilish Arts in front of him still made him helpless. The two small Devilish Artss are simple and straightforward, and every change in both is in his insight. But because of this, he feels even more impossible.
The two are like two carriages running away from each other, but now they are going to pull them together. How is that possible?
It’s impossible … It’s impossible …
Zuo Mo was so anxious that the two small Devilish Artss began to conflict, and he could feel the conflict between even the slightest forces between the two. The sense of danger in his heart grew stronger, like a sword hanging from his head, he couldn’t move, but now a mouse is desperately holding the rope that hangs the sword.
Be calm, be calm!
Zuo Mo‘s breathing was almost stagnant. He told himself to calm down over and over again, forcing himself to calm down.
What to do … how to do …
Suddenly, an aura of light pierced the sky like a lightning. He suddenly remembered that he had tossed out the spell last time. Among the various spell Sword Scriptures, there were many contradictory spell Sword Scripture, but he managed to knead them together.
The messy spell entered the game, which he used to bet against Pu Yao to win six changes in Great Sun Demon Physique.
Unfortunately, since Great Sun Demon Physique changed from hand to hand, he has thrown this set of spell into the sideline and focused on the changes from Cultivate to Great Sun Demon Physique.
Zuo Mo didn’t have time to regret why he didn’t toss spell into the game. He racked his brains and tried his best to think about how he combined spell Sword Scripture with the opposite nature into the spell.
He remembered how he controlled these opposite spell.
In his mind, regardless of the growing sense of danger, he felt every conflict between the two small Devilish Artss in patient.
Early, his consciousness turned into two strands, like two thin whip, with two opposite forces, into the glory of two small Devilish Arts.
Strange changes suddenly occur.
The two forces that were violently conflicted, but in a strange way, they are turning in opposite directions.
Zuo Mo‘s eyes suddenly burst a bright light, the friction conflict between the two small Devilish Arts is getting smaller and smaller, and the distance between the two Guanghua is getting closer. At this moment they can no longer see the hostility and conflict before the slightest point, they are close together like twins.
Naturally, Zuo Mo‘s hands seem to be driven by something.
A force that is not very powerful and runs through the very center of the two types of Devilish Arts.
Zuo Mo suddenly realized.
Pu Yao‘s blood pupils are as deep as the sea. He stared at Zuo Mo in a weird and familiar force, and spit out three words gently.
“Spirit of God!”
Zuo Mo‘s chest is shaped like a grinding disc, and the black and white bright and clear brilliance gives birth to a powerful suction. This suction is so strong that even Pu Yao cannot be spared. Once in black, it was smashed. Pu Yao has a bright red light in the blood pupil, and its body shape remains motionless.
The strange power that shrouded Evil Soul before, but like a cat smelling a gorilla, can’t wait to put countless Evil Soul into this weird black and white grinding disc.
The black and white light is like the upper and lower parts of a grinding disc. It crushes countless Evil Soul silently at an amazing speed.
Evil Soul didn’t even have a time to mourn before it was completely shattered.
A little white light, escaping from the disc.
Zuo Mo moved in his heart, picked up the “Breath Breathing God”, a little white light, gathered from all directions like raindrops, submerged in him. At the same time, the white light that was not absorbed by Zuo Mo was submerged into the five groups of Five Elements essence.
Zuo Mo is shrouded in white light.
Pu Yao is hunting in black, his blood pupil staring at Zuo Mo momentarily. He stood there silently, without a word.
Silly Bird, which suddenly rushed to the right in the mist, suddenly turned his head, and his fierce eyes softened little by little, until he returned to the usual lazy arrogant and pampered look like usual, turning around leisurely, walking on the steps of birds. You can see what the murderous air/qi looks like just now.
Driving a black crescent like a heavy axe, Tenth Grade‘s small face full of murderous air/qi suddenly stunned, feeling instinctive, without hesitation, driving the black moon, the direction was folded, the speed suddenly mentioned peak, split the heavy Fog, howling and flying.
In the mist, Lil’ Pagoda is shrouded in a layer of lightly white light, and the surrounding mist is separated by a distance.
At this moment, Zuo Mo in the tower opened his eyes.