MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 530

The 530th section

A dead silence, only the rustling of the monks when they move.

"Hey, hello, have something to say, have something to say." Zuo Mo, although his heart also trembled, but his face still piled up a smile, playing haha. The strength of the other party is unfathomable. Of course, it is also possible that this piece of hail has some kind of strangeness that is unknown.

"Handed over!" Like her face, her voice was cold and unusual.

"Handed over?" Zuo Mo looked blank: "What are you paying?"

"I smell the smell of the people in your body." The scorpion's pair of ice-like scorpions stared at the left, the sound was cold and there was no undulation.

"The smell of your family?" Zuo Mo was confused, when did he have a sultry atmosphere?

However, he suddenly saw the purple awning in the eyes of the ghost, and his heart suddenly moved. Since the ghost's body has gradually recovered, the body has almost disappeared, and it seems to have restored some vitality.

Moreover, the monks seem to think that the ghost has no power, and the trickle that binds her is the smallest.

Since the restoration of the ghost, she has never used her strange powers any more, but when she sees the purple awns in the eyes of the ghosts, she has raised a glimmer of hope in the center of the left heart!

His mind turned quickly and quickly said: "Ah, ah, am I a monk? I am embarrassed, my memory has been erased, hey, am I really a curse?"

He intended to delay the time, but in the end, even he even felt that he was really a curse? His life experience has always been a mystery, is it...

Inexplicably, there was a rare excitement in his heart.

"You are not." The monk replied coldly.

The silky excitement in my heart calmed down at the same time, and at the same time, there was a trace of loss.

"Then I don't know." Zuo Mo shook his head.

In the eyes of the monks, the sapphire-like scorpion also flashed a trace of doubt. She bowed her head and fell into thought.

Suddenly, a unique wave of volatility came from the ring, and the left could not help but scream.

The monk was led by the shock of Zuo Mo and raised his head.

At this time, the quiet ghost, the hail wrapped around her suddenly broke without warning! Hey, the hail stream is directly blown into a pale blue ice fog!

A ghost's right hand is slightly raised, his body shape is twisted in the same place, like a puppet with a strange posture and a strange posture.

No sound, no light, the monk in front of Zuo Mo immediately as if he was suddenly evacuated, his body was soft and fainted on the ground.

Left Movi won the control of the hail stream on them and lost control.

Both Wei Sheng and Zong Ru were relieved, but they looked at the ghosts and were full of shock. A ghost did not feel it, as if nothing had been done, quietly standing beside Zuo Mo.

Wei Sheng asked Zuo Mo: "Are the ghosts recovered?"

"I don't know." Zuo Mo spread his hand and smiled.

The shock in his heart is far more than Wei Sheng and Zong Ru, just like picking up waves and waves, he can hardly believe his eyes! This is not the first time I saw a ghost. In the past, Zuo Mo and others were generally the same. I didn’t know how the ghost was shot.

But this time, he recognized it!

Divine power!

A ghost uses the power of God!

A kind of divine power that is completely different from his sun power, but it is definitely the power of God!

In the past, Zuo Mo practiced three forces and knew nothing about the power of God. Therefore, he did not know the power of the gods. Nowadays, he is practicing divine power. Naturally, he can see at a glance that the ghost is using divine power.

Can not use the language to describe the shock of Zuo Mo at this time, the ghost is actually practicing the power of God! For a time, countless problems are like tides, and they come to my heart.

All kinds of signs indicate that A ghost and him have an unknown relationship, and she is very likely to know her own life. Including the five elements of the glass beads in my body, it seems to have some connection with the ghost.

You can cultivate spiritual power, you can cultivate the magic body, and you can enter the ten-finger prison. These signs that were always ignored by him are so clear at this time!

Afterwards, the gods of the gods, the sun power, and so on, are all in one!

Your own life, must be inextricably linked with divine power!

but……

Zuo Mo bites his lips and his face changes.

Divine power has long since died!

Suddenly remembered that Sijingtian had spared no effort to the ancient tribes, Zuo Mo subconsciously chilled!

Then think of yourself being smeared and changed, a dark and dangerous atmosphere suddenly emerges, like the faint figure exposed in the fog.

Is it...

Zuo Mo’s heart trembled and didn’t dare to think again.

All doubts, he is firmly in mind, he made up his mind, must make a splash! His eyes fell on the ghosts standing alone beside him, his eyes softened.

A ghost is desperate to stop the picture in front of him, just like yesterday.

In any case, you should also find a water cloud tire!

Returning to normal left, the eyes are re-established. I have been paying attention to Wei Mozong of Zuo Mo, and I feel relieved when I see it. Seeing the expressions of the two people, Zuo Mo did not want them to worry, smiled.

At this point, he suddenly remembered that the strange fluctuations were heard in the ring.

He quickly rummaged through the ring.

It is it!

Zuo Mo’s pupil suddenly shrank!

The pile of bones in the corner of the ring, I don’t know when it turns dark red, like a red iron!

Mo Yu bone!

I just gave birth to that strange wave of volatility, it turned out to be a jade bone!

Surprisingly, Zuo Mo took all the ink bones out. As soon as the dark red ink bones were taken out, the hail that was moving around them was like a shark that smelled like a scent, and madly rushed toward the ink bones!

The pile of ink bones in front of Zuo Mo, like a powerful whirlpool, is more like a bottomless pit, constantly dragging the hail.

Hey!

The speed of the hail that was dragged turned into a stream of tricks, and the whistle sounded.

Zuo Mo, they were shocked by the scene!

Wei Sheng, they are okay, although they are horrified, but after all, they don’t know all kinds of temples in the sun. They only think that the jade bones are what baby. Zuo Mo is really scared, no one is more clear than him. That was what he found in the burning of the Temple of the Sun. At the beginning, he saw that the color of the jade bones was delicate, the texture was specific, and he could experience immortality for thousands of years. He thought that it was a treasure, and he has kept it until now.

I remembered the "scent of the tribe" that the deaf had just said, and then looked at the spectacular scene in front of me. This sacred bone is the ancestor of the monks. I don’t know why he was arrested by the Sun Temple for what reason, and he was in the burning of the gods.

The stunned monk suddenly woke up at this moment.

The three faces of Zuo Mo suddenly changed, and they only reacted. I just forgot to check if the monks died! I don't know if the ghost is not completely restored, or the strength of the monk is too strong. This is the first time that Zuo Mo has seen the ghost and the live!

At this time, the ghost of the ghost was lost, and the rest of the day was restored, and the screaming of the monk was indifferent!

Damn it!

The three are about to start, especially Zuo Mo, he is preparing to use the power directly!

But in the next scene, let them stay on the spot!

The monk suddenly burst into tears like a dropped pearl. As soon as the pale blue tears left her eyes, they condensed into pale blue beads and fell to the ground, making a burst of noise.

Zuo Mo, the first time they saw someone can cry like this, all on the spot.

"The tears of the monks! You don't know how good luck this kid!" In the mind, Pu Yao shook his head and felt.

"Luck?" Zuo Mo did not understand, all that happened in front of him seems to be incompatible with good luck anyway.

"Oh, life is cold, and most of the people will not lose a tear in their lives. The tears of the monks are in the air, and they are called tears. It is a very rare water to treasure! More importantly, Once the monks shed tears in front of others, this person will win his friendship!"

Pu Yao is knowledgeable and talks.

"Really fake?" Zuo Mo did not quite believe. In case the woman suddenly goes crazy, give them a person, they can't eat.

"It's true." Wei secluded, his voice with a different kind of emotion, can see the descendants of the ancient tribes with his own eyes, making him five miscellaneous.

Zuo Mo only let go of his heart, Pu Yao and Wei have always been wrong, the two said the same is true, it should be true.

He quietly gave Wei Sheng and Zong Ru a look, let the two do not do it, although the two are not clear, but still do not move.

The monk only cried for a while and stopped.

I don't know how many hail is absorbed by the cheekbones. The color changes from dark red like a soldering iron to light blue. The most amazing thing is that it turns out to be crystal-clear.

There was a rustling sound in the surrounding, and the figures of countless monks loomed in the hail.

Zuo Mo and others face a big change!

The monks, like the tides, came round from all sides, encircling Zuo Mo and his entourage in the middle.

Zuo Mo is desperately praying in his heart that the "winning love of the deaf" that Pu Yao said is true, or else...

The dense scorpion made his scalp numb!

But then the movements of these monks, let Zuo Mo surprised, but also breathed a sigh of relief! I saw that the monks worshipped on the ground like the tide, and they were all excited on their faces.

Zuo Mo is self-aware, knowing that the monks are not worshipping themselves, and sure enough, they are worshipping the crystal bone that turns into a blue and clear!

He quickly pulled Wei Sheng and Zong Ru to flash aside. At this time, he still knows what to know.

It’s okay!

A strange noise rang in the back of the left Mo, left Mo quickly turned his head, and in an instant it was like being struck by lightning, staying alive!

The crystal bone is windless and automatic, one root stands upright, one bone flies on the other bone, and a bone shelf is constantly raised and formed. It seems that there is an invisible hand, like building blocks, to restore the bones to their original shape.

The indescribable creeps rise from the bottom of the heart, and he is sweaty and straight!