World of Cultivation: Calling Mark Master in the 541st quarter

Calling Mark Master in the 541st quarter

I saw that the finger calling Mark Master suddenly lit a slight obscure light, wrist flickered, and the whole long needle was like a silver light, immersed into the skin of the boy!

The boy's body trembled slightly and he moaned.

Almost at the same time, the Demon Pattern of lightly suddenly appeared. Although it is not very clear, the outline of Demon Pattern can be clearly seen.

Call Mark Master with a sigh of relief, and pat Demon Pattern lightly, the long needle seems to be slowly pulled from the boy's body by an invisible thread. Put away the long needle and call Mark Master to stand up and laugh: "Good luck, I succeeded."

The teenager was so excited, the parents beside him were relieved, and his face was filled with joy. To wake up Demon Pattern, as long as Cultivate has not stopped, he will usher in a new period of rapid growth after a while.

No matter where, strength is the most important, let alone Demon Race.

Dong Zi looked at the boy with envy, the opponent's talent was not as good as him, but how far his final level can reach depends on the unsuccessful calling of Wenwen.

Zuo Mo stared at the long needle calling Mark Master, thoughtfully.

Just when he saw that the long needle was submerged in the boy's body, he was startled, but when Demon Pattern appeared, he immediately grasped the key.

Zuo Mo has studied Demon Pattern for a long time, and he has his own understanding of Demon Pattern. In his opinion, Demon Pattern is a natural formation composed of flesh, flesh, fur, and essence. It is more complicated than those of formation of Cultivator. In addition to its structural complexity, there is a heavy reason, that is, whether it is blood or meat , Essence, and so on, they are not dead.

Demon Race has a sentence, there is no two identical Demon Pattern in the world.

Because the flesh and blood of each Demon Race cannot be completely consistent.

Looking at the whole process, he finally has the most intuitive perception of awakening Demon Pattern. Calling Mark Master is to repair the original incomplete Demon Pattern to a certain extent. No, exactly, it is adjustment. Adjusting the young man's essence and flesh in a small range, although it cannot make Demon Pattern more complete, it can also make Demon Pattern work to a certain extent.

Wake up Demon Pattern, this is a true statement.

Zuo Mo pondered, he stared at the long needle called Mark Master, he was very interested in that needle.

The Demon Races on the sidelines gradually dispersed, and they are no stranger to this scene. However, a group of young Demon Race was still in place, asking curiously about various questions about Mark Master. The middle-aged calling Mark Master was very kind and explained all kinds of questions to the boys very patient.

Zuo Mo listened for a while, and immediately looked at the caller Mark Master. The other party was very knowledgeable.

"Call Mr. Mark Master, can you show me your needle?"

Zuo Mo suddenly raised his voice, his tone sounded no different from other curious naive boys.

"Huh?" He called Mark Master and turned his face. When he saw Zuo Mo and A'Gui, he couldn't help but smile: "Ha ha, young man, it's not a good habit to start eating soft rice at such a young age!" "

Eat soft rice?

Zuo Mo for a moment, for some reason, the plumpness and softness from the arm instantly became clear and crisp, the feeling of crispy electricity ...

Illusion is here again!

It's so soft ... isn't it ... is this the so-called soft rice?

Zuo Mo suddenly realized.

The taste is actually ... actually pretty good ...

Zuo Mo was stunned for a while, but he quickly calmed himself: "Sir, I'm sorry I can't move."

He's like a harmless young man at this time, and he can't see the demeanor of the Lord who has swept the Quartet and the Realm at all.

"Mr. Mark Master, A'Zuo is in poor health and cannot move. A'Gui cannot hear and cannot speak." The kind Dong Zi explained to Mark Master.

"Oh!" The middle-aged call to Mark Master showed a little wonder, looked at the two for a moment, and said to himself, "Is it a strange disease, let me see."

Don't wait for Zuo Mo to promise, they stepped forward and picked up a hand of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo was shocked in my heart, and somewhat regretted it in my heart. I shouldn't be so early. If the other party checks their body and finds something, it is dangerous!

But he didn't have time to refuse, and the middle-aged caller Mark Master started to check. He put one hand on the arm of Zuo Mo.

A gentle force, drill your fingers into Zuo Mo's arm.

As soon as this force entered Zuo Mo, it is almost like the ground of the ground meat. It was suddenly turbulent by the force of madness, instantly dismembered and shattered!

The middle-aged call Mark Master looks pale!

Zuo Mo laments in my heart, it's over!

The middle-aged call Mark Master retracted his arm, his face somewhat pale, although his face tried to keep calm, Zuo Mo still noticed the slightest horror in his eyes.

"What's the result of the sir inspection?" Zuo Mo's voice smiled, it sounded as if the innocent boy was expecting an answer. Anyway, it was found. At this time, the strong point makes it difficult for the other party to find out the details.

But it fell into the ears of middle-aged call Mark Master, but was not frightened by a thunder. The young man who was held by the little girl in front of his chest and looked harmless to humans and animals instantly turned into a dangerous young man hiding in the shadows. .

Hanging Zuo Mo's A'Gui without expression, like those high-end Demon Race personal guards. Middle-aged call Mark Master has seen some high-end Demon Race, they always have one or two such special existence, even the cold Aura is exactly the same.

This kind of personal guard often has extremely high strength, killing people like ants, and being ruthless ...

Is this boy actually a high-end Demon Race?

Sudden cold sweat wet his back.

In his eyes, the eyes of the young man seemed to smile, but even the tone seemed to be a bit ridiculous.

"Ahaha, I'm so sorry, my level is too bad, I have never seen this kind of disease." The middle-aged call Mark Master is haha, no matter what the other party ’s identity, for any purpose, disguised as this, or really sick He is determined to stay in touch.

After saying this, he turned to walk away.

"Dear Mr. Mark Master, you haven't shown me that needle yet." It sounded innocent voice from behind him.

The middle-aged call Mark Master stagnates, his expression is stiff on his face.

The other party has no fear or fear ... It seems that his own guess is not to leave ten ... Such a dangerous guy cannot afford to offend!

Turning around, his face was immediately filled with a kind smile: "Oh, I forgot this, I'm really sorry." After that, he took out the long needle.

"Call Mr. Mark Master, can you please put it in my hands? I'm sorry I can't move it." Zuo Mo was still very polite.

Hao Mark Master put this long needle into the palm of Zuo Mo very be careful.

Dong Zi They widened their eyes, but they had seen a naughty guy who wanted to touch the long needle called Mark Master, but was called Mark Master to scold him very severely. Calling Mark Master is really a kind Demon Race. He must be so pitiful to see A'Zuo to be so good to him!

They think so.

As soon as the long needle is started, Zuo Mo notices the mystery in this needle.

"Horizontal silver, zero-light black sand, iron horn rhinoceros, Asaka water ..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, quickly analyzing the ingredients of this silver needle.

Call Mark Master like a chicken if it is thundered!

Zuo Mo immersed in the exploration, did not notice that the silver needle in his palm suddenly glowed slightly.

The middle-aged caller Mark Master eyes narrowed and couldn't believe, staring at the silver needle in the hands of Zuo Mo in disbelief, his expression was shocked, and he looked like a ghost.

This ... this is impossible!

Only that silver needle can be used by him, and only he can excite its power!

This boy ...

Zuo Mo didn't notice it at all, and the severe pain in his body hit his nerves all the time. He needs to be more focused!

"Hmm ... this formation, no, it's Demon Pattern, I remember it, it's part of black water 蛭 Demon Pattern. It turned out to be so useful and interesting ..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself, unaware of the reaction of everyone around him.

The middle-aged call Mark Master feels that his brain is almost blank, he feels that he is stripped to the ground in an instant, and everything is out of reach! This silver needle was made by his secret method. The Demon Pattern inside the silver needle is the core secret of his past teachers. It was even and unexpectedly told by a boy!

Zuo Mo Cultivate Devil Physique is the power of Cultivate. Now the power of flesh is broken up, mingling with spiritual power, consciousness, and raging around. However, the Demon Pattern on the silver needle immediately attracted the flesh and blood in the body of Zuo Mo, which allowed the Zuo Mo to explore the mystery of the silver needle.

However, his body was messed up early, and his whole body was moved by a blow. The force of this flesh and blood that was attracted was like a little spark thrown into the oil pan, which instantly attracted the potential of Ebara.

Three forces of chaos poured into the silver needle frantically!

Slap!

Where can the silver needle in the hand of Zuo Mo withstand such a powerful force, it directly explodes into a puff of silver smoke.

This explosion startled everyone, including Zuo Mo.

The middle-aged call Mark Master stands there with a pale look like wood, staring blankly at the empty palm of Zuo Mo. Dong Zi they are also dumbfounded. When Zuo Mo was talking to themselves just now, although they did not understand, they still had a sense of reverence-those words of A'Zuo sounded very powerful!

But when the silver needle in the palm of Zuo Mo burst into fly ash, their first reaction to Dong Zi was: bad! A'Zuo broke the silver needle calling Mark Master!

Worried about whether I can wake up Demon Pattern's Dong Zi, and worry that Zuo Mo cannot afford the silver needle.

"I'm sorry, I broke your silver needle!" Seeing the middle-aged callus silk pale and bloodless face, Zuo Mo really feels guilty. Less effort, but was broken by myself!

He can appreciate this feeling very much. If anyone broke his paper crane then, it would definitely be desperate!

However, he can't use spiritual power right now, otherwise he would just pay the other party directly. He has a rich family, and naturally he does not lack this.

But now ...

The middle-aged caller Mark Master with a dull and stunned chicken, nervous Dong Zi, and Zuo Mo who don't know what to do, everyone's eyes are wide and small, a dead silence.

A'Gui doesn't look so prominent at this time.