MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 187 an hour

One hundred and eighty-seventh hour

Wind hunting, the sky on the Araki reef is arrogant.

The opposite hurricane thief was murderous, and Zuo Mo sighed in his heart. He had just killed five people and did not let the other party feel any fear, but instead aroused their fierceness.

But soon, he threw these thoughts behind his head, because the other team formed a good shape.

There is no doubt that the next battle will be even more brutal and fierce.

Zuo Mo felt that the pressure had increased sharply. At this time, he did not want to hide it, and raised his hand to make a light below.

Tianhuan Moon!

A round of bright moon soaring, low hanging in the air, countless filaments hanging from the moon, all over the entire wood reef, hanging on the filaments of large and small halo, like a wind chime.

It’s just this round of bright moon, dyed with a layer of orange-red, with a hint of orange-red light, with a warmth of silk, no longer as cool as before, as silky as slippery.

Left in the heart of the sigh, just a little bit, the Sanskrit ring is finished quenching. After completing the tempered Sanskrit ring, the power is bound to increase. Unfortunately, it is a little bit worse, but it is a little bit worse. The power of the Sanskrit ring is worse than a grade.

The situation in front of him is not allowed to continue to temper, and there are still more than 60 people left.

Sixty repairers, five of whom have a congested period, give him unparalleled pressure.

The only thing that can be compared with the situation at hand is probably only a large array of swords. The five-placed Jin Dan Xiu created a large array, which is naturally a small one, but in the sword, he knows that his life is innocent.

On the power, the guys in front of him are not as good as the swords, but this guy who kills people who don’t blink, will really want his life!

"Is there a good way?" Zuo Mo asked Pu.

"Kill!" Pu demon is simple and neat, **** and fierce.

At this time, Zuo Mo feels that there are some demon styles, but although the words are full of momentum, there is really no constructiveness.

"How to kill?" Zuo Mo felt that he was an idiot, and he would actually ask the idiot of Pu Yao, but he could not help but ask.

Is it nervous?

Sure enough, Pu Yao looked at him like watching an idiot: "Of course, kill one by one."

He would like to ask: "How do you kill one by one?" But he still resisted. He really didn't like the eyes of Pu Yao.

Pu Yao thought for a moment and suddenly said: "If you can kill them all within one hour, I will teach you a "Little Chiba Hand."

One hour... all killed...

This change to the left, look at the idiot with the look of idiots: "Do you really be stupid? One hour, you should kill pigs? They are..."

"You just have to say dry?" Pu Yao lazily, there is still a little bit of murderousness on his face.

"Dry!" When the words were exported, Zuo Mo felt that he was an idiot.

In an hour, all the guys who pressed the black in the sky were killed...

one two three four five six seven……

Sixty-seven people, five condensate veins, sixty-two foundations, own...Building base...

Ok, it’s been done by Pu Yao, and the last trace of tension in the left heart is gone.

Inexplicable, he felt that he was faintly expecting and excited. It seems that I am looking forward to the upcoming battle, the body is hot, the spirit is unusually lively, it will not stay with the Pu Yao for too long, and I have become a bit perverted...

The Tianhuan Moonshade enveloped the entire Araki reef, and Zuo Mo’s figure was in it, looming.

Zou Han’s eyes are cold, full of hatred and murderous, but he is strong and he is waiting for the boss’s order. Ukrainian thieves can be such a long time, their excellent tactical, is the most important guarantee. Although he was the second person in the team, although he was deeply hated, he still resisted.

Zhang Hao's pupil shrinks into a slit, and a touch of blood is shot from the eye seam, and it is cruel.

At this point, he has left all the other distractions behind, even if there are more concerns in his mind, once he decides to fight, there is only one thought left in his mind: kill them!

"Kill!" For example, the low roar of the beast bursts out of his throat.

"killing and killing!" The eyes of other people are all red, leaving only the purest killing.

Sixty-seven people are divided into several parts, like a few trickles, from all directions, to the deserted reef.

Sixty-seven people in the district actually gave birth to a fierce and brutal atmosphere, which made people feel scared.

Fu Feng, who witnessed this scene, shined and praised: "I thought that the Wufeng thief was only a fictional name. Now it seems that it is a well-deserved reputation! This momentum is the recent no-empty sword gate. It is also hard to see."

A repairer couldn't help but say: "The last time the Wufeng thief encountered the empty sword gate, but it was a big defeat." The under-repairer followed Fu Feng for a while, knowing that Fu Feng would not be dissatisfied because of disagreement. Only dare to speak.

Fu Feng smiled and shook his head: "This is not the same. The master of the empty sword is strong, the strong thief is the whole. The overall strength can not replace the master, the strength of the master can not replace the whole. Small-scale conflict, master The role is highlighted. But if it is the battle of tens of thousands of people, the role of the master is not that big."

"How could there be tens of thousands of people fighting?" The repairer was not convinced.

"Now, it doesn't mean there is no future." Fu Feng means deep and long.

Sixty-seven defenders also shot at the same time, the power is amazing!

The sky flashed and the Feijian magic weapon flew everywhere.

Zhang Hao’s strategy is very simple, and it’s broken! The hard-hitting attack is heavy, and it was a big taboo. The situation at the moment is special, because the other party can only form resistance. No matter how powerful Zuo Mo is, the attack on the 67 defenders will always be stretched.

If the island is in a dense line, if it falls into it, it will give you the opportunity to go. It is better to break the roots with brute force and lose the most to rely on the left to be slaughtered.

Zuo Mo’s feeling is terrible now.

damn it!

These guys are rushing to his head!

Sixty-seven sects also shot at the same time, madly slamming toward the bottom, completely ignoring the spiritual power, and it looked like it was necessary to razed the barren woods to the ground.

And this group of people is very savvy, just far away from the barren reef, not close.

Looking at the top of the flying sword, the law is like a rain, left Mo is a hairpin, well, brother, how many spiritual powers you have!

The empty flag on the hand was heavily inserted into the ground, and the swordsman, who was swimming around him, quietly sneaked into the ring of the moon.

Zuo Mo jumped up from the ground and began to shuttle back and forth on the Araki reef. He is like a firefighter, constantly patrolling the big array.

The size of the Tianhuan ring that he laid down was unprecedented, and the number was as high as 216, and the recent tightening of loopholes, although not unbreakable, was hard to survive under the indiscriminate bombing of the thieves. It’s down.

He knows that as long as he has survived this round, the active and passive situation of both sides will be reversed immediately.

Sixty-seven repairers, after all, are not all powerful attackers. For example, Zou Han, the poisonous fan in his hand, can release all kinds of drug lords, and the sinister poison is very incomparable, but in such a hard battle, it can not play any role.

What is really threatening is the powerful repairers like Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao's flying sword is very unique, the blade is wide, like a shovel-like axe, the number is just a violent road, the blade is covered with a layer of red light, each hit is like a heavy axe, it is like a thousand!

Among all the cultivators, Zhang Hao gave Zuo Mo the greatest threat, and every shot made him stunned.

The silky threads that are like the hairline of the ring of the moon are always beaten and trembled, bringing the aura above.

After so long tempering, the Sanskrit ring has more masculine fire. The previous ring sounds clear and clear, and today's ring sounds are violent, and even in the echo, it seems to be more hot and hot.

Zuo Mo is still relatively calm, especially after a few frightened battles, and found that the ring of the moon ring is safe and sound. He only remembered that at the time of the test of the sword, the seven-second array of the Tianhuan Moon-Ming was able to withstand the severe test. At that time, there were more meditation practitioners entering the big battle.

It is a delusion to think of relying on such a hard-hitting attack to destroy the 216-day array of the Tianhuan Moon.

He knows that the other party will soon realize this.

At that time, the battle really began.

Zuo Mo looked up at the sky, and through the silky thread, he could even see the crazy and awkward look on the enemy's face.

He bowed his head and his eyes became a bit cold.

He began to take out a piece of the array from the ring and throw it into the various arrays from time to time. With the cover of the Moon Ring Moon, he quietly dropped a block.

At this point, he did not have the idea of ​​staying a little bit. The ring in the ring was like no money, flying out of his hands.

He wants to turn the Araki Reef into a hunting ground, a hunting ground full of traps!

The public grandson and the people hid in the magma cave, which is the safest place for the Araki reef. The cave is deep into the ground, surrounded by countless arrays of left Mob, which is the heavy ground in the heavy ground.

I heard the faint snoring outside, and all the faces in the cave were floating.

Yu Yucheng sighed: "Unfortunately we can't help!"

This sentence makes many people can't help but clench their fists. Although they are all producers, they are young people. It is the age of blood. And they also know that if they are attacked by this group, they will wait for their fate.

This group of hooligans needs people who can fight, and their unskilled production slayer will be killed in the first place.

The grandson is the most calm of all. He is lying on the ground. It doesn't matter: "Don't worry, the big brother of the left brother, they want to break, it is not that easy. And I think the left brother is more powerful than before. Have you forgotten the green nail crocodile?"

When this statement comes out, everyone is a spirit!

They remembered that the left brother and the green crocodile had been hard and hard for many times, and a confidence suddenly rose, and the horrified heart settled down!

In the sky, the attack is slow.

Zuo Moyang looked up and looked down again. He continued to lay.

There was an outrageous thought in my mind.

One hour, time is not much...