MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section VIII, the first battle

The other party apparently did not think that they did not even call and greeted them. The task they received was to harass and delay the speed of their line.

Especially when Zuo Mo appeared in the forefront of the war department, it caused them to exclaim. What does this guy want to do? The camp suddenly rioted.

Zuo Mo Lian's eyelids were not lifted, and the high sword was lifted and pressed down!

"kill!"

Zuo Moyi took the lead and rushed toward the other side.

The crowd will scream in unison: "Kill!"

The war department that has long been ready to go, like the flood of the opening gate, followed by Zuo Mo, and slammed out!

Like a thunderous roar, the opposite war department is more flustered.

Zuo Mo’s face was cold and ruthless, and he raised the sword in his hand again.

The people almost subconsciously raised the magic soldiers in their hands. The king was like a powerful whirlpool. Their power was brought to the king at an amazing speed!

An indescribable feeling is in their hearts. When they are usually, they send their power, but this time, they seem to feel that the power is sucked away.

It was this unique suction that even if they didn't think about it, they passed the power of the past.

These Xihoufu masters have rich experience in combat and are extremely quick to respond. Many of them have noticed another problem and their faces have suddenly changed!

The power of each of them just sent out is almost twice the usual!

not good!

They almost jumped up in shock.

The Mozu's tactics are different from the other two races. In the Mozu War Department, every player sends power to the war, and the divine power gathers in the war, and then the war will attack. Due to the concentration of power, the attacking power of the Mozu War Department is extremely strong.

However, every Mozu warfare department has strict restrictions on the amount of power they transmit. This is the key point of a warhead level. Take a thousand people's warfare as an example. If everyone's power is reduced by a little, then the power of the final gathering on the war will be sharply reduced. But if everyone sends a little more power, it will be a disastrous result for the war. Exceeding the power of the body and the body will cause the war to explode.

This warfare has followed An's long history, and the body of Angol has a strong body, which allows him to withstand the amazing power. The power of their usual transmission has exceeded a lot of warfare.

However, just as they have become evil, the power of transmission is twice as high as usual!

Even if it is an Anyang adult, it is absolutely impossible to bear such a terrifying power!

These Ximen House masters, who were very experienced in combat, were scared to the blank of their brains. They seemed to see the horror of the king’s horrible powers blasting and bursting into countless pieces.

However, the next scene, let them stay alive.

The pictures in front of them will be deeply imprinted on their minds, and they are destined to be unforgettable. When they talk to their descendants about the legends of the past, this picture will always make them lose their hearts, and they will always let their bodies not tremble.

On the back of the King of the Bone Bird, the king of the horrible power of the gods, because the power is too strong, so that the back of the king becomes blurred.

As if they were just their illusion, the blurred back instantly became clear.

The richness is like the power of the spirit, the big sword that frantically poured into his hands.

The high-spirited sword releases a dazzling golden glow, like a blazing sun, and the blade is completely invisible. The king raised the sun and his back was straight, as if overlooking the entire land.

Zuo Mo’s face is as cold as a hard rock carving, and his eyes are so bright that he can’t look straight, full of domineering and aggressive.

The golden sword in the hand is melted into molten iron when it enters, and it cannot bear the power of God. However, Zuo Mo did not seem to be aware of the same, his eyes, not moving to stare at the enemy in front.

The high right hand, even the posture of the sword has not changed.

He can clearly see the panic and fear on the enemy's face. He can see the flaws in the opponent's battlefield due to chaos. He can see the other side's jealousy and war.

His heart is not fluctuating.

He is the king!

No one can stop him!

"kill!"

The low humming sound blew directly in the hearts of everyone, like the thunder of the clouds, the low but the shocking power.

The light in the hands is like a beam of light from the sun!

Divine power and hot metal mixed light flew to the enemy war.

The enemy's war will finally wake up, and his face is pale without a trace of blood.

Oh shit!

He desperately wanted to marry her, all the news said that the new king was weak. He really wants to say to those people, look at your eyes, is it still weak?

But he knows that if you don't block this blow, everyone will die here today!

He screamed and rushed toward the light.

Seeing that he was about to collide with the light group, the light group exploded in front of his eyes.

No one can describe this blow!

The dazzling and bright light blasted open, and everyone only felt that the eyes suddenly turned into a white one. When their vision was restored, the golden light of the sea instantly swallowed the other part of the war, and the molten iron of the golden sword melted like a fire tree. , turned into a myriad of deep red silk thread, swept across the golden sea of ​​light.

Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene. They didn't even notice the instinctiveness of their bodies.

The weaker enemy was burned to the ashes by Jinguang in the first time, and the golden light was overwhelming. But what is really deadly is the bright red filament. The melted gold sizzling iron is fried into numerous mung bean-sized iron droplets. These iron droplets are amazingly fast in the golden light, and there is nothing to stop. They can even penetrate several people in an instant.

The other side of the war, like a comb combed again.

When the light is exhausted, the opponent's battle, can stand, only less than three hundred people. They stood alone in isolation, their looks stunned, as if they hadn't figured out what was going on.

Everyone knows that these people are finished and the war department is over.

There was a brief silence on the battlefield.

The remaining enemies have not recovered from the blows just now. The Xihoufu masters behind Zuo Mo were also shocked and shocked by such a shocking blow.

"An Mo!"

The cold voice broke the silence of the battlefield.

An Mo's a spirit, back to God, his face remains unbelievable. If he said that he had been following the king's follow-up to Zuo Mo, then now he is really surrendering to Zuo Mo.

He was on the magic bike and took a life with a trembling tone: "In!"

"Give you fifteen, clean up the battlefield!"

Zuo Mo’s tone is unquestionable, and the decision is to kill.

Anmo did not have any dissatisfaction, he did not hesitate to lead: "Yes!"

He turned and counted dozens of rides and rushed toward the enemy war. They rushed to the enemy, and these surviving enemies seemed to be unaware of the arrival of death, and they stood there in despair.

An desert was in a cold, he knew that the attack on Wang just had completely destroyed the fighting spirit of these people. Even if these people live, they will not be able to go to the battlefield.

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Ferre screamed at him, and his eyes widened, staring at the battlefield of the other side, and he did not know that he was bursting into tears.

king!

This is the king!

He finally witnessed the birth of the new king of the Mozu!

Everyone was completely overwhelmed by a hegemonic blow. The power of a blow, powerful, this is the king! Even if they face this blow, there is no way.

He was convinced, and he suddenly felt that being able to participate in the journey was a kind of luck and glory.

The cold mouth was wide open, and there was no sound at all. The blood on his face faded. His fists were involuntarily tight, and even his nails licked into the flesh, and he was unaware.

Although he is modest, his heart is still proud, and this pride stems from strength. His current level is already the level of the top-level warrior. Even if he faces any situation, he will not be helpless. This is the source of his self-confidence.

However, Zuo Mo’s attack gave him an unparalleled impact and shock.

He found that no matter what method he used, he could not compete with this blow.

In the face of absolute strength, his strategy, his tactics, there is no room for change. Such a conclusion is a great blow to him.

How can it be……

How could there be such a rather unreasonable attack in this world?

Yes, quite unreasonable!

No matter how you respond, no matter what battle you make, no matter how you get back, the other party only needs this shot!

The feeling of powerlessness that has never existed before, from the bottom of my heart.

There was a smile on the cold face.

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"This is the **** level! So strong!" Pu Yao muttered to himself, he was a little lost.

Although Zuo Mo rescued them, the process of salvation is far less spectacular and so shocking.

Instead, it was Wei, and he quickly recovered. He noticed the cold smile: "Huang Wei has been hit harder this time."

Zuo Mo’s unreasonable offense has almost subverted the system of warfare that has been studied for so long, and it is unparalleled in his attack.

Pu Yao returned to God, he regained his calm: "This level, others can not help him. He can overcome this demons, in order to truly reach the height of the difference between the public and grandchildren."

"He is now at a good level." Wei Dao.

"The peerless warfare, there must be a big heart." Pu Yao disappeared.

"A Zuo is really amazing now!" Wei couldn't help but praise, his tone is full of sense of accomplishment, even if they did not think that Zuo Mo will grow to this point.

"He is destined to be king!" Pu Yao said seriously.

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The battlefield was quickly packed up, and with the strength of Anmo, dealing with these defeats was like a ruin.

There is no one living in the battlefield.

Everyone looked at Zuo Mo’s eyes, full of fanaticism. Nothing is more convincing than the facts. From this war, everyone is convinced that this will be a legendary journey, no one can stop them!

Hit the Pluto Palace!

On the back of the King of the Bone Bird, the left Mo is still cold and sits like a rock. The victory of the battle just did not change his expression.

In the eyes of everyone's enthusiasm, Zuo Mo re-extracted a golden sword.

There is no fancy, the tip of the sword points to the front, and the cold command is injected like a blaze of flames, which makes the people's warfare suddenly rise.

"go ahead!"

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Foresee, three more tomorrow.

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