World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Throughout the war, there was a very brief silence, and everyone was stunned by the changes before their eyes.

Boom boom boom!

Countless balls of fire rose up from the camp and continued continuously, and the huge camp was enveloped in a sea of ​​fire. Many soldiers were caught off guard and were blown away by the blast of air, leaving the entire battlefield in chaos.

Zuo Mo took a breath, he finally knew who the old man was.

Great Elder Tianhuan!

Except for the old man Tianhuan who is almost mature and has unparalleled attainments in runes, who can detonate all the restrictions placed in the enemy's camp in an instant?

The great elder's move frightened Zuo Mo. The level of Xixuan's talisman array is not high, and the level of restrictions placed in the camp is also not high. However, it takes such a terrifying level to detonate all the restrictions in an instant!

As expected, he is indeed the number one person with divine patterns today!

This move made Zuo Mo sigh to himself, he would definitely not be able to do it.

The Yuanlao War Department was not good at restraints, and the restraints they set were not of a high level. They were successful, but they did not cause too many casualties. If it were Mo Yunhai, all the restrictions on the position would explode...

Zuo Mo shivered and shuddered!

The sea of ​​​​fire formed by the simultaneous explosion of the ban also completely disrupted the Yuanlao War Department, and the camp was a sea of ​​​​fire.

Someone in the fire shouted at the top of his lungs: "Protect your lord!"

Soon, roars came one after another from every corner of the position.

"Protect your lord!"

"Protect your lord!"

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In the flames that fill the sky, those tenacious figures are emitting a faint light, and the divine clothing on their bodies resists the flames. Without any hesitation, they advanced instead of retreating and rushed towards the center of the camp.

Running, running in the flames, their faces were smoky, their hair began to burn, their scarred faces showed no trace of fear. They quickly formed formations along the way, and even at this time, their superb tactical qualities were fully demonstrated.

The soldiers who were blown away by the blast wave got up as soon as they landed and rushed into the flames without hesitation.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of them. Yuanlao War Department, elite!

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

boom!

In the firelight, a dazzling blood-red light pillar as straight as a sword rose into the sky. The beam of light was about ten feet thick, reaching straight into the night sky. Even the sky full of firelight could not cover up its brilliance.

Sword intent!

What a strong sword spirit!

Sang Dong stopped. He raised his face, like a wild animal, and could not help but show a bit of panic at this time.

The blood-red beam of light was like a peerless giant sword with sharp edges, as if it was about to pierce the sky. Its unparalleled sword intent eclipsed everything in the world!

Around the light pillar, countless dazzling sword lights raged, and even the flames were cut into pieces by the terrifying and sharp sword lights.

that person……

Sang Dong never thought that there would be people in this world who would give him such a terrifying sense of oppression. He had only experienced this level of oppression from the Great Elder.

Within the light pillar, a figure holding a sword slowly floated up.

Wei Sheng!

For most people, they have known this name for a long time, but have never seen it in person. Mo Yunhai Wei Sheng, one of the strongest men in the world, the strongest swordsman outside Kunlun! His name is a legend.

Only such a strong man can have such grace!

However, at this time, everyone in Tianhuan had no time to sigh. Almost all of them changed their expressions. Everyone seemed to have an illusion that Wei Sheng was looking at him!

Those who are slightly weaker think that they are locked by Qi.

Only Sang Dong and others knew that this was just an illusion caused by the opponent's oppression. However, their faces were also extremely ugly, which showed how terrifying Wei Sheng's strength was!

In the bloody light pillar, Wei Sheng slowly raised the God-killing Blood Sword in his hand.

Almost instantly, the cold and sharp blood-red light beams continued to converge towards the blood sword in Wei Sheng's hand, giving people the illusion that the entire light column collapsed and shrank sharply.

When the last bit of light is sucked into the blood sword, the blood sword seems to be burning red, showing a strange and blazing light.

It's so bright that you can't look straight at it.

The killing sword intent that was originally surging in the air seemed to be suddenly drained away by the bloody sword in Wei Sheng's hand. However, it did not make everyone feel relieved. Instead, they felt an unusual sense of emptiness, giving everyone a strong premonition that the next attack would be like a violent storm!

Wei Sheng, who was in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like blood glass, reflecting everything in the world.

With a flick of his wrist, a sword swung out.

A dazzling blood-red sword light suddenly lit up in everyone's field of vision.

All the light in the world seemed to have been taken away by this sword.

The blazing flames in the camp were extinguished simultaneously and silently under this sword. Everyone in the Yuanlao War Department in the flames opened their eyes wide at this time, and they were a little unable to react.

The target of Wei Sheng's sword was clearly directed at the Great Elder.

The great elder raised his head, his expression still as calm as usual, stretched out a finger, and made a dot in the air.

Thin and bright beams of light like spider webs exploded from his fingertips. These dense beams of light, like wildly growing vines, expanded outward at an alarming speed.

Divine pattern!

Zuo Mo's pupils couldn't help but shrink again. What grew on the fingertips of the great elder was a divine pattern!

sky!

What a means!

It was the first time that Zuo Mo saw someone who could draw a divine pattern in the air. Zuo Mo was simply stunned. Not only did he sketch it in the air, but he even sketched it in his mind. It was extremely difficult!

A divine pattern formed in the air.

The moment the divine pattern took shape, thunder rolled in the sky and dark clouds pressed down, as if it was the end of the world.

The blood-red sword light swayed by Wei Sheng suddenly arrived and struck the divine mark!

The divine patterns buzzed and trembled slightly!

Suddenly a thousand-foot-long light shone, the light was like a sword, piercing the thick clouds above his head. Countless thunderbolts wandering among the clouds seemed to find a cathartic point. Dozens of lightning bolts as thick as arms struck hard on Wei Sheng's sword light.

The sword glowed with a strange luster, struggled for a moment, and then collapsed!

The divine pattern is still growing!

The beam of light, like a vine, continues to grow. It grows along the body of the great elder, and the beam of light continues to penetrate into the body of the great elder. There is no look of pain on the face of the great elder.

In the blink of an eye, the great elder was wrapped heavily in divine patterns, and his figure was blurred.

The thunder in the sky was even more astonishing, with thick bolts of lightning constantly striking the divine patterns. However, those slender beams of light seemed to be able to absorb lightning without any change.

Wei Sheng was shocked and moved. The sword he had just struck had almost reached his peak state after the previous preparation, but he was still helpless against the opponent.

So strong!

Wei Sheng's eyes were fixed on the great elder wrapped in divine patterns, and he could feel that the other person's eyes were also falling on him.

Not only did Wei Sheng feel no fear in his heart, but he felt the fighting spirit burning in his body!

How lucky you are to meet such a powerful opponent!

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Zuo Mo was also deeply shocked!

He never thought that someone's attainment of divine patterns could reach such a terrifying level. The senior brother's sword, after the previous preparation, was like a surprise. He already felt amazing. However, such an amazing sword could not shake the opponent in the slightest.

The two sides stand out!

There was no room for him to think too much at this time.

The battle that will decide Mo Yunhai is today!

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his fighting spirit reached its peak, and roared: "Kill!"

He took the lead and rushed towards the great elder, followed closely by Agui, but the others immediately flew downwards, each looking for their opponent. The battle at that level is not something they can interfere with. The chief and ring master on the ground are their targets.

The fighting situation immediately came to a stalemate.

This was the largest master melee that broke out after the Sky-Splitting Disaster!

In this small battlefield, almost all the masters from Mo Yunhai and Tianhuan gathered together. The Yuanlao War Department is constantly being squeezed out of the battlefield, and their strength can no longer be used in this level of battle. The aftermath of each collision of these masters' attacks was beyond their ability to withstand.

It has nothing to do with will.

In the small camp, the concentration of masters reached an astonishing level, and the fighting was extremely fierce. The air waves were as solid as steel, plowing the ground over and over again like iron plows. All the larger rocks were shattered and then shattered.

The constant sound of explosions was like raindrops without stopping at all.

There was only one place in the entire camp where it was so quiet that there was no sound.

Right in the center of the campground!

In the sky above the center of the camp, three figures formed a glyph shape, surrounding the great elder whose whole body was hidden in divine patterns.

The four of them just faced each other without saying a word.

Zuo Mo's whole body was filled with divine power. The divine armor could not withstand the intensity of the sun's divine power. It suddenly turned into a ball of flame and peeled off Zuo Mo's body. Zuo Mo's upper body was exposed, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gold liquid. His dark golden muscles had sharp edges and corners, full of powerful beauty. Dark golden sun patterns appeared in his eyes, and he looked majestic and indifferent.

The chain mark on Agui's forehead emitted a faint light, and the purple light in his eyes was as rich as substance. The gray crystal-like [Undead Ghost] tightly wrapped around the body was covered with a layer of faint purple flames, burning silently. She seemed to be hiding in the deep darkness, apparently floating there, but no one could pinpoint her specific location.

Wei Sheng still stood holding the sword as before, but the God-killing Blood Sword in his hand looked like a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and breathing powerfully.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The strange breathing sound has a heart-stopping power.

Only Wei Sheng could clearly feel the bloody sword in his hand and became excited. Obviously, the enemy in front of him made him excited.

It was as if an extremely strong bloodthirsty impulse emerged from deep in his heart, impacting Wei Sheng's soul over and over again.

There was still no flaw in Wei Sheng's mind. His palm was tightly holding the excited God-killing Blood Sword.

The peerless fierce sword in his hand could not shake his mind at all.

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