World of Cultivation: 184th Mantis Oriole

The 184th Mantis Oriole

Zuo Mo said nothing, raised his hand to play the Void flag.

Dark black iron flagpole, carrying a black ink flag, the two red letters "Void" stroke like a sword, struggling to fly out of the flag body!

As soon as the Void flag comes out, sword essence surges like a big invisible hand, stirring a pool of calm spring water. The surrounding air was icy and cold, and undercurrents surged.

Zuo Mo watched the sky getting closer to Cultivator, he quickly hit various spell with both hands.

The Void flag above the head suddenly emits a dazzling light, and countless swordsmanships of different colors fly out of the flag body, like countless and different colors of fish, circulating around the Zuo Mo.

The Zuo Mo in the protection of Jianmang can't help it.

Void flag is a token of this gate. It is made by several Golden Core Stage elders, and various Golden Core expert swordsmanships are sealed in it. Limited to cultivation, he could not exert the maximum power of the Void flag, but the swordmang of Golden Core expert is still extremely dangerous and horrifying for Pulse Condensation period Cultivator.

Fortunately, there is no Golden Core expert in this group!

Zuo Mo staring at the Cultivators who are flying closer and closer in the sky, can't help somewhat nervous. For the first time, he faced so many Cultivators alone, and the other party was obviously bad intentions.

However, despite his nervousness, he didn't have much thoughts in his heart. His mind was very clear, and he would not hesitate to launch a thunder attack only when the other party changed a little!

The Cultivators in the sky stop *** and confront each other.

Zhang Hao stared at the black flag hesitantly.

Zou Han's face is twisted and twisted, and his one-handed eyes show the bitter hatred, and his fists are squeaky.

Wei Rong's face is pale, and her bamboo-like body is shivering. Others saw the flag as if they were seeing a ghost, with a deep fear on their faces, and could not help but shrink back slightly.

For a while, a group of more than 70 people suddenly fell into a weird silence, silent.

"Boss, my brother has been with you for ten years, you also know the temper. I don't want to drag down everyone, my brother's revenge, my brother will end it, the boss will not stop it!" Zou Han's voice appeared from the depths of Nine Netherworlds Everyone heard that his face changed greatly, and those who were as timid as Wei Rong were indifferent.

Some time ago, the brazen black wind thief happened to meet Void Sword Sect, and the team led by Wei Sheng was immediately beaten down and suffered severe damage. One eye and one leg of Zou Han was injured by Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng's Void Sword Scripture is now small accomplishment, sword essence, Zou Han tried all spirit pill, can not be cured, and the hatred of Void Sword Sect also penetrated the bone marrow. He has been thinking that the idea can be revenge, but the only thing that can be achieved is to meet the Void Sword Sect disciples who have placed orders and kill them.

I didn't expect to meet a disciple of Void Sword Sect.

Staring at the banner, Zhang Hao didn't speak. This banner is extraordinary, and he can naturally see that this disciple is undoubtedly the core disciple of Void Sword Sect. If this Void Sword Sect disciple is really killed today, Void Sword Sect will never give up.

I was almost killed by Void Sword Sect. Wouldn't Zhang Hao be resentful? But he knew the situation clearly, it was the strength of the black wind thief, and the trouble of finding the Void gate was a self-death. If you can bear this tone, nothing will happen. He was very clear. In the eyes of Void Sword Sect, he did not take the black wind thief seriously. As long as he did not provocate, Void Sword Sect couldn't remember them.

But if you let Zou Han go to seek revenge alone, what do other brothers think? Zou Han is the veteran of the black wind thief. He has followed him for ten years and has made numerous contributions. If they are so cold, the other brothers will be completely chilled.

The mind is gone, and the black wind thief is gone.

Also, mystery ...

The mystery is like a heavy weight. The balance in Zhang Hao's heart suddenly tilts.

Here is Jiehe, killing this disciple, far away from Little Mountain Jie, no matter how powerful Void Sword Sect is, they ca n’t help them. It's just that these brothers are there, wherever they go, there is a way to live.

He never thought about whether he would lose. It's such a long time, the other party came out alone, still Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.

The Void flag is more powerful. If such a large group of people can't get rid of an Foundation Establishment Cultivator, go back to milk.

Unfortunately this flag ...

Knowing that the Void flag is extraordinary, but he dares not. Such a martial art talisman will definitely leave a unique mark on it, and holding it is equivalent to telling others where they are. Void Sword Sect only needs one Golden Core elder to dispatch, which is enough to kill them all.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his eyes flashed fiercely, and said fiercely: "What is this, we, the wind and the rain, the **** is a family! Void Sword Sect is awesome! We ca n’t mess with them! But we ca n’t **** seduce it! We were so miserable last time. If we want to have a little baby, let ’s go around. Who the **** can afford this person? "

Zhang Hao looked around, many people showed shame. Yeah, Void Sword Sect is so powerful. If they even go around a disciple of the other side, it will be too shameful to spread it!

Zhang Hao's voice was slightly slower: "Where is this? This is Jiehe! As long as it crosses Jiehe, it is Little Mountain Jie! He is Void Sword Sect and is even better? Can he go to Little Mountain Jie to go wild? Which cat can they find us? "

Everyone else nodded.

Zhang Hao continued to add fuel to the fire, full of incitement: "Mystery! Brothers! As long as we catch those three guys, we will be fat! With Crystal Stone, where can we go? Where do we go? All men! "

A few words of effort, a group of people were immediately provoked by Zhang Hao, all eyes were fierce, murderous air/qi turned up, can only wait to raz the Araki reef to the ground immediately!

I feel that the murderous air/qi of the other party is getting stronger and stronger. Zuo Mo knows that a war is inevitable, and there is no luck at all. He does not know who the other party is, but he is not afraid of seeing the Void flag. It is definitely not ordinary Cultivator.

With a pair of seventy, he knows that the odds of winning are extremely small.

But in the middle of the vast ocean, there is nowhere to run. And the Junior Apprentice he brought were all producing Cultivator. If they abandoned them, they would only have one end.

He broke all other thoughts, staring at the group of murderous air/qi rising Cultivator in the sky, his heart suddenly raised a pride.

Isn't it just fighting!

Brother, you're so full of blood!

He just feels full of blood, and his heart is full of war.

As he prepares to launch the Skyring Moon Chime array, he suddenly whispered, showing a little surprise in his eyes.

Skyring Moon Chime array ...

The disciples of Void Sword Sect are gathered together, everyone is indifferent, except for the calm and general number Gongsun Cha, even Chunyu Cheng, his face is somewhat whitish.

"What is the origin of this group of people? How dare they attack our Void Sword Sect! Are they not afraid of their pursuit?" Chunyu Cheng trembled.

Gongsun Cha grinned: "This guy must be a bandit, so I don't know which one. Hunting? How to hunt? When they run to Little Mountain Jie, the martial arts have no way."

"How can this be good ... how can this be good ..." Chunyu Cheng Six Gods have no master.

Gongsun Cha shrugs and spreads her white palms: "Look at Senior Brother Zuo 喽."

"There is only one person in Senior Brother Zuo ..."

"No way, let's do it."

A few dozen miles away from Araki Reef, a group of people also stared at Araki Reef in the distance.

"Hehe, there is something worth watching now. Who do you think has a chance of winning?" The yellow-faced man laughed.

Next to him stands a black Cultivator, with a skinny figure and dark eyes, which is a ghost wind that has appeared in the test sword meeting. On the other side, she looked indifferent, her hair stood up like iron wire, and her collarbone copper ring was always horizontal.

The other Cultivator looked at the three in awe and kept their distance from the three subconsciously.

Guifeng's eyes are green and green, cultivation is obviously deeper than before. His voice was hoarse: "He doesn't have a Pulse Condensation." The implication is self-evident. The origin of the yellow-faced man, he still has no clue, mysterious and abnormal. He only knew that Huang Hanzi called himself Fu Feng.

He is the "Little Ghost Sword", which is Sword Scripture, which is extremely partial. Although he is very talented, "Little Ghost Sword" is incomplete and would like to make it even more difficult. Just at this time, Fu Feng took out a mentality to solicit him. "Nine Ghosts Curse", a mind he never heard of a name, made him choose to join without hesitation.

But when he saw Changheng, he couldn't help but be surprised. He estimated that Changheng should be similar to his own situation, but he didn't know what Fu Feng gave Changheng.

As for the other Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he didn't pay attention to it. In fact, he felt that it was quite unnecessary. He and Chang Heng were here. The 36 Foundation Establishment Cultivator would not have any effect at all. The problem that the three of them couldn't solve, together with the 36 Foundation Establishment Cultivator, could not solve it, but it would slow down their speed.

But the thirty-six Foundation Establishment Cultivator are all solicited by Fu Feng. Ghostwinds will not ask themselves to touch this mold.

"What do you think?" Fu Feng turned his face and asked Changheng.

Changheng lightly said: "Zuo Mo wins."

"Well, you are so confident in him." Fu Feng somewhat laughed unexpectedly. Fu Feng is not good at all, it can't be too ordinary, but it has a deterrent power in its demeanor.

The ghost wind heard the words, and it was quite disapproving. This is not a sword-testing session. Zhang Hao's black wind thieves are all extremely wicked. This is a deadly battle. One Foundation Establishment Cultivator, not to mention winning, being able to resist several double hour is enough to be proud.

But he didn't snor, and Changheng was still very jealous. There was no need to worry about this insignificant problem and the other side. During this period of time, his strength has soared, and Changheng's strength has risen, but I am afraid that he will never be worse than himself.

Fu Feng did not entangle this issue, he glanced at the two sides facing each other in a calm tone: "No matter what they win or lose, we also need to get the exact information of the secret world from Zhang Hao."

The undeniable share in the words made everyone simultaneously stunned.