MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 438 Victory

438th victory

The arms raised by Zuo Mogao are like the lights that guide the direction in the darkness. His shouting shouting is the horn that ignites the deep desires of the macho men.

Thunder is a fire!

The savage men with straight waists squirted a heavy sniff, dragged the door and heavy axe chopper, took the pace, opened his arms and started trot!

The small piece of nails on the heavy armor made a squeaking sound as they ran, but as the sprint of the fierce men accelerated, the sound changed.

哐铛哐铛

Every sound is like a steel giant to trample on the ground, making people feel uncomfortable. But when these heavy and heavy armor crashes are getting denser and denser, they quickly gather into a torrent of steel. When the face is crushed, the power can't resist!

Rumble!

The ground under the feet trembled violently, and the pebbles were bounced up and shaken!

Just rushed out of less than five feet of Ming Lie hard life to stop the body shape, his face pale, horrified to see the face of the rushing steel torrents, the mouth squatting!

Repeat

Fucking is actually a heavy slap!

Ming Lie's hands and feet are cold, his feet are soft, his face seems to cry like a smile.

Repeat! This kind of antique that has been lost and disappeared for many years has appeared in front of you! And myself, even by such an ancient elimination of arms attack!

In the legend, those meditation workers who are full of enthusiasm are not brave and brave true brave? Doesn't it mean that they are always the most powerful attacking force in the frontal battlefield? Doesn't it mean that they have only attacked the enemy's will from the front? Doesn't it mean that they don't bother with any intrigues and disdain any battles?

But what about the giant men who just had their cats on their waists, their hands and feet, their eyes flashing with green oil and their weights, but also heavy ones?

Ming Lie was awkward.

In his day, the macho men led by Zuo Mo rushed to them!

From the very beginning, Zuo Mo did not leave the other's boss, it was his prey! Without saying anything, by rushing the momentum, the Ming dynasty suddenly made a force, and the Ming dynasty went straight away!

The pines next to Ming Lie were shocked and stunned, and the pines and swords were squirted, and a round sword was placed in front of them!

The left Mozambique is fierce, like a falling meteor!

The round sword is smashed and smashed, and the stalks are broken, and its fast and incomparable figure rushes toward the two!

I know that the ability of the pine circle is indeed true. He also knew that his circular sword could not stop the left, and the seemingly ordinary pine sword in his hand seemed to have a life-like trajectory. The sword is flowing, and it is a snake!

hiss!

The white snake spits out the tongue.

Zuo Mo saw this snow snake, the pupil suddenly shrank, and the sword was shaped! This lively snow snake makes Zuo Mo think of the snowman of Xin Yan Shishu!

Compared with the snow scorpion of Xinshi Shishu, this snow snake is much smaller, but it is only three or four feet long, but it is not too big, but its look and momentum are exactly the same as that of the uncle!

Master!

Almost subconsciously, the midnight knives appeared in the hands of Zuo Mo, along the momentum, slanting!

Ding!

The sharp impact sounds a pain in the left Mo's membrane, and the giant arm came in, and the whole arm was hot.

I don’t want to think about it. Zuo Mo takes the noon knife as the fulcrum, the body turns like a gyro, the right leg is like a whip, and the squatting of the snow snake!

The snow snake is in a stiff shape, and the golden arm is the most powerful. The strength of this foot is far beyond imagination!

The combination of the three forces in Zuo Mo, brought him a lot of trouble, but it is also very beneficial. When the three forces are combined, when he uses the big magic body, the gods and spiritual powers are also pulled. At this moment, the nuances of his insights are several times more than before.

Zuo Mo immediately realized the benefits of this change for himself. He subconsciously made some adjustments to his golden foot.

A golden foot shadow flashed on his right leg!

This leg is solidly pumping the snow snake! The pine face changed, and the pine sword in the hand was a circle. A little dazzling light swam from the hilt to the tip of the sword!

The snow snake's eyes suddenly brightened, and the two red lights pointed to the left!

Just the one that was so golden, let Zuo Mo fall into the unspeakable comfort, every part of the whole body seems to have come alive at once, a strong confidence that everything is grasping, but born!

This fascinating feeling makes Zuo Mo almost want to scream!

The warning sign is suddenly born!

Zuo Mo’s body reacted with lightning, and the Ming Yi wing gently lighted him and he disappeared into the air. Two red lights passed the position where he disappeared, and he appeared like a ghost after the snow snake head!

In the palm of his right hand, there seems to be something flashing to flow out.

The right palm is in the air towards the snakehead!

A golden yellow day pattern came out and was printed on the snow snake snake head!

The snow snake suddenly showed painful color!

The round and round face is covered with sweat, and the pine sword in the hand doesn't know when, it is covered with spiderweb cracks! His mung bean-like small eyes are all in vain!

Magic body!

This is the magic body!

The second-order magic body of the school's magic body!

How can this be?

How can humans cultivate magic? Loose is like a ghost.

In Kunlun, the demon is the object that every Kunlun disciple must focus on. Kunlun knows that the war between the repairer and the demon will never end unless one party disappears. Kunlun, the first sect of the repairer, bears the brunt! Because of this, the Kunlun disciples know much more about the demon than the other sects.

At the beginning, Song He didn't think about the magic body. The guy in front of him was abhorrent, but he was an uncompromising human. It is common sense that human beings cannot cultivate magic power! But Zuo Mo's series of powerful attacks, especially the big day, appeared, and he finally realized what he was experiencing.

Ranked second in the school's magic body! Only the big magic body, it is possible to be so fierce, so overbearing!

Moreover, the other side is not only refined into a magical body, the realm is not a familiar! But two cooked!

This judgment almost completely subverts the common sense he knows!

All along, the three camps of the demon cultivators are distinct. Mo said that like the big day magic body, it is also the rare magic body in the devil world, it is the ordinary magic body, and has never heard of any human being.

This amazing discovery made him realize that he glanced at the heavy armor behind him!

His pupil suddenly shrinks!

wrong!

They are not at all meditation! They are heavy armor killing!

His face was pale and not a trace of blood.

The most fundamental difference between meditation and heavy armor is their heavy weight. Re-emphasizing the meditation on the body is a kind of armor, and the heavy armor of the heavy armor is the smashing of the killing!

Heavy armor

Distant and secluded Mozu, they are the most brutal killing machine, the most ferocious hangman, the most powerful hammer in the hands of the Emperor!

In front of the heavy armor and demon, although still a little young, but they are indeed heavy armor killing!

At the thought of these heavy armor killing and maturing, with their huge weapons, sweeping countless **** hurricanes, pines chilling!

However, he did not have time to distract, Zuo Mo's attack was like a tide, wave after wave, his pale golden figure, looming around the snow snake!

The bitterness in the round mouth, the big day pattern of the snow snake's head, constantly eroding it! But he has no way, the big magic body can rank second in the school's magic body, because it is just to the sun, there is no haze, which is extremely rare in the magic body!

The law of restraining the big-day magic body is not without, and the law of the yin to the cold can be. As a sword repairing holy land, Kunlun does not have any laws. There are at least three kinds of swordsmanship methods that meet this point.

However, none of them have been cultivated in the pine circle.

Can not restrain, it can only be hard to see, it is his sword sharp, or the other party's magic body is more powerful.

Ming Lie stayed at the team that was defeated at an alarming rate.

This group of shameless guys, like a lion that broke into the flock, ran rampage! Their giant weapons are real murderers, and the swordsmans under their swords are in front of them, fragile like chopsticks.

They are crazy in the battle, left and right, their speed is not fast, but when a tall man with a height and a big arm, when the rumbling rushes over, it is impossible to rise up the courage to resist.

What makes Ming Lie even more desperate is that these big men never act alone, they are in groups of three, even if they encounter a sword repair, they are also rushing!

Five or six heavy axe choppers smashed.

Ming Liemu looked at it all.

He knew that he had lost.

However, why did you lose?

He is still full of sorrow.

Song Yuan was struggling under the violent storm-like attack of the left, and the last trace of his heart was extinguished a little.

The other person's figure was shrouded in a layer of pale gold, and he could not see the face. The other side is more and more brave, and the pine can clearly see the feeling that he is under increasing pressure.

From small to large, he has never been so suppressed from beginning to end!

Is it going to die here today?

There was a strong fear in his heart, and he never felt that death was so close to himself.

Hey!

In a series of intensive crashes, the snow snake that has been struggling to support has finally reached its limit, crashing into pieces, turning into countless pieces of swords, and splashing all over!

Hey!

A **** mist was mixed with fragments of the armor, and it flew away.

A palm with a large Japanese pattern, revealing from the loose chest!

The loose pupils are stiff, and the light is a little scattered until there is no life!

Solve the loose left, no hesitation, appearing in the air by the Ming Lie, who lost his soul, just a sharp blow, ending his life!

No one knows that this sudden battle has directly disrupted the rhythm and arrangement of the three parties.

The "blood flesh" that shocked the later generations began to kick off without any warning.