World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo frantically set up restrictions, and the magic light in his hands poured down like water. Beautiful and complex magic patterns and runes appeared, bloomed, and spread on the ground with a heart-stopping light!

When Zuo Mo entered the state, he forgot about all external factors. His eyes were extremely focused and his mind was extremely ethereal.

Various runes and magic patterns slipped through his heart like running water, and then flew out from his fingertips.

The mountains and terrain, the rivers, the fire, and the fluctuations of Yin Qi, all within a radius of fifty miles, are all in his heart, all in the palm of his hand.

Zeng Lian'er woke up from recovery. Although she had the sun seeds Zuo Mo gave her on hand, she was reluctant to use them. What can be used to restore divine power now is definitely the treasure among treasures.

She raised her head and looked up at Zuo Mo in the sky, her eyes solemn.

That figure exuded extremely powerful confidence, and radiated light without any pause or sluggishness. Unknowingly, Zeng Lian'er's eyes became more remote and deep, as if shrouded in mist, no one knew what she was thinking.

Qinghuaxue's gaze was much simpler. Her admiration and admiration did not make her gaze become fanatical, and she remained as quiet as water.

Kuai An's face turned pale. He was probably the most shocked among the others. The identities of Xiao Moge and Xiao Yunhai are no longer secrets now, but even if he witnessed the spectacular scene in front of him, he could not put these two completely different identities and names on the same person.

Suddenly, he shuddered.

a little cold.

This unfamiliar feeling stunned him for a while, and it took him a moment to react. He was seriously injured and his demonic body became extremely thin.

He couldn't help but glance behind him from the corner of his eye, his eyes widening suddenly.

Suddenly, it started to snow. Pieces of gray snowflakes are scattered one after another, and the sky and earth are gray.

This is……

He stretched out his palm, and a gray snowflake fell into his palm. The biting cold made him shiver, but then the gray snowflake quickly melted in his hand, and a wisp of pure Yin Qi dissipated in the air.

Yin energy!

A look of horror appeared in Kuai An's eyes, and he turned back suddenly, staring closely at the selfless figure in the sky.

He, he can actually condense Yin Qi into snowflakes!

But soon, as Kuai An tried his best to calm down, more doubts came to his mind. It started to snow in the entire fifty-mile radius, with large tracts of gray snowflakes like goose feathers falling slowly.

What exactly do these snowflakes do?

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Just when everyone was shocked by Zuo Mo's unpredictable methods, no one noticed that A Gui disappeared at some point.

The ghost appears at the entrance of the Yin Qi Cave where the ghost will appear. Beside her, the black gold talisman appeared out of nowhere and was beating his metal chest with his metal fist.

The black gold talisman soldier looked majestic and majestic: "Don't worry, ghost, what kind of ghost general, come and I will kill each one, kill each one and eat each one!"

Noticing that the ghost turned to look at him, he quickly changed his tone and said flatteringly: "Kill one and let the ghost eat one! I'll be nice to you when the ghost is full." At the end of the sentence, a He hugged his stomach with an aggrieved face and looked at A Gui pitifully, with tears welling up in his eyes: "Sister A Gui, Xiao Hei is so hungry..."

Agui turned his face indifferently and ignored it completely.

Seeing that the cuteness was ineffective, the black gold talisman soldier had no choice but to turn towards the entrance of the cave, and immediately became murderous and salivating: "Starve the timid to death, starve the bold to death, in order to survive..."

Snap, a bare foot stepped on his back, and the black gold talisman fell into the hole. A series of screams came from the bottom of the hole.

Agui jumped down.

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Outside the ghost graveyard, experts gathered.

Commander Di looked at the ghost graveyard in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "This Laughing Mogo is really a powerful character. No matter where he goes, he is always a storm.

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Qin Ming also nodded and said: "Well, it is unwise to be the target of public criticism. A hero does not stand under a dangerous wall. Although the situation in front of him is not a dead end, it is a dilemma, and it is difficult to find a way to break it."

Hearing this, Tang Chen smiled and said, "You guys are really free-minded. Let's think about how we can get the divine power first."

The smiles on several people's faces disappeared, and their expressions became serious.

They have received news that the other two demon gods in the Demon Temple are rushing here with all their strength, and they will arrive as soon as tomorrow. The Demon Tribe Council of Elders is another big mountain standing in front of them. This mountain is even bigger than the Demon Temple.

Looking at the demon clan elders, all of them couldn't bear to look away from the straight golden line of fire. Mingyue Ye's public statement further revealed their covetousness for the inheritance of Laughing Mogo's magical power.

"What the hell is Xiaomo Ge doing in the Grave Ghost Gang?" Zhong Wentian asked in a muffled voice.

Qin Ming thought thoughtfully: "Yes, what is he doing inside? Lao Tang, do you know this place called Fenguigang?"

Tang Chen shook his head: "I don't know."

Qin Ming was a little surprised. We had fought together and were very familiar with each other. Although Tang Chen later returned to the family due to family reasons. In Qin Ming's view, Tang Chen was meticulous and cautious. The ghost hillock was only a few hundred miles away from Buzhou City. It couldn't be any closer. Tang Chen didn't figure it out clearly, which surprised him!

Tang Chen smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't want to, but there's something evil about this place."

"Evil door?" Everyone's attention was immediately attracted. If a commander can call it an evil place, then it's probably a bit evil.

"I sent a lot of people there before, but not many came back, so I went there myself." Tang Chen looked solemn: "The yin energy inside is extremely strong, and there are souls and evil ghosts. Keep going deeper, the yin energy is strong To the extreme, I didn’t expect the Yin Qi to suddenly boil. If I hadn’t experienced it personally, it would be really hard to imagine that scene. All the Yin Qi around me was boiling, and the slightest use of magic power would cause the Yin Qi to explode. That time, I almost escaped Don’t come out.”

Speaking of this, Tang Chen showed an expression of lingering fear.

Everyone looked at each other with shock.

"Is there another master living in seclusion inside?" Qin Ming couldn't help but ask.

Tang Chen shook his head: "I don't know, but since then, I have never been there again. I didn't expect Xiao Moge to run in. I don't know what he was tinkering with inside."

At this moment, suddenly there was a strong wave in the ghost graveyard.

Everyone was shocked and quickly turned their faces.

I saw that the ghost graveyard seemed to be coming alive, and the mountains and rivers were constantly moving. A rumbling sound came in the distance, and the dark red and hot ground fire spurted out pillars of fire.

What's even weirder is the vast field of gray snowflakes flying in the sky over the graveyard.

Indescribable fluctuations passed through everyone's hearts.

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The main peak of Xuankong Temple looked no different than usual, but the panic and fear on the faces of the disciples could not be concealed. The group of elders was almost completely wiped out. At this time, the blow to the Hanging Temple was fatal.

If it had been silent for decades in normal times, it would be possible for the Xuankong Temple to recover. But now the world is in great turmoil, with all the heroes rising together, people can see the weakness of Xuan Kong. Friction continued around the Hanging Temple, and various wars intensified. Those forces were like a pack of cunning and cruel wolves, biting off the flesh piece by piece from the huge body of the Hanging Temple.

All the disciples of Xuankong Temple realized that the sect was at a critical stage of life and death!

"Kunlun joins the war!"

When the news came back, everyone looked ashen. They knew exactly what this meant. Once Kunlun joins the war, it will be the last straw that breaks the Hanging Temple's back. Moreover, this is not a straw, but a big mountain.

Sure enough, that afternoon, Tianhuan, who had always maintained restraint before, captured the four realms of the Hanging Temple like lightning!

Kunlun and Tianhuan, the two allies of Xuankong Temple back then, showed their bright butcher's knives.

All forces understand that the climax of this feast is coming! Almost all the forces exerted their strength at the same time. They were red-eyed and attacked desperately.

The battle was extremely brutal.

When life and death were at stake, many of the war corps in the Xuankong Temple almost thought of dying with the enemy, and battles involving death were everywhere. The brutal and desperate counterattack broke out in an all-round way, showing the foundation and courage of the thousand-year-old Xuankong Temple sect, but also showing its weakness and end of the road.

At this time, there were only some disciples left on the main peak doing daily chores. Disciples with a little bit of fighting ability were sent to the front lines to resist the enemy's attacks.

People are in panic, and disciples with a little knowledge understand that the current predicament is irreversible, even if there are several masters of the Void Return Stage.

When the whole world comes to carve up the Hanging Temple, the demise of this thousand-year-old sect is doomed.

No one can stop the whole world, not even Kunlun.

Once a momentum is formed, it has power and inertia!

The participation of Kunlun and Tianhuan in the battle extinguished the last trace of luck in the hearts of the Xuankong Temple disciples. But the most fatal thing was that they did not expect that Kunlun and Tianhuan would be so impatient!

These two deadly butcher knives came so quickly!

Ming Xing was in an extremely bad mood, and he didn't want to be buried with the sect. The best prospect at the moment was to join another Ming master. In addition to the Xuankong Temple, there are also nine other Zen sects in the Xuankong Realm, which are all good ways out.

However, at this juncture, if you want to defect to another faction, you can't do it with nothing.

Thinking of the Sutra Pavilion and Zen Treasure Pavilion, a bold idea emerged uncontrollably. A stern look flashed in his eyes. If you want to do this quickly, there are probably many people who have the same idea as him. As long as you catch one or two good things, you will naturally have a place to live in the future.

Having made up his mind, Ming Xing did not hesitate and took advantage of the darkness to quietly visit the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is unusually quiet today.

There was a flash of uneasiness in Mingxing's heart, but he gritted his teeth and sneaked in quietly. Normally, there are senior uncles guarding here, but now all the senior uncles have been transferred away, leaving only the restriction here. But he is very familiar with these restrictions.

Carefully avoiding all the restrictions, he finally entered the Sutra Pavilion, and he was extremely excited.

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