World of Cultivation: Section 7: Grandpa is waiting for you (below)
Section VII: Grandpa is waiting for you (below) ("")
Zuo Mo has a wax figure with a weird posture. The expressionless face is ridiculous.
Only the eyes, the eyes full of fear, despair, and anger, and his stiff and thin body, and ridiculous face are incompatible!
Continually in vain, the icy Aura that made him scared easily pushed him to the extreme and retreated.
The unwillingness and anger in my heart suddenly ignited.
Go to death!
Crazy operation [Aged Gold Energy Tip], all spiritual power, holding all his mind, blasted towards this cold Aura!
This is his only means.
The only one who can experience the battle is the first time to use [Aged Gold Energy Tip] for Spirit Grain. He still remembers the violent Aura at that time, which hit his mind. But the spiritual knowledge gathered by the thousands of aphids is weaker than the cold Aura.
At this moment he is like a lunatic, holding a sickle and rushing towards a heavily armed enemy.
[Aged Gold Energy Tip] It looks like a pale golden cloud, which immediately caused this Aura attack.
In between, Zuo Mo seems to see countless flying sword dragging its dazzling tail, flying towards him with a whistling! Mori Han's sword essence crisscross, he can't avoid it!
The clear pupil is completely turned into a raging sea of flames. It stretches to the edge of the eye socket of peak and cracks.
He doesn't feel.
The whole body of spiritual power began to show signs of losing control under crazy operation. He did not pause and continued to speed up the operation of spiritual power.
[Aged Gold Energy Tip] seems to have become extremely crazy with full urgency. It does not retreat and rushes towards the cold Aura.
If someone walks into the Zuo Mo room at this time, they will see a strange scene. A cloud of pale golden clouds, tumbling tumbling, it seems that something invisible is constantly eroding it, and its volume is constantly shrinking.
The pale golden clouds rolled more violently, but firmly protected Zuo Mo.
The battle is getting more and more fierce. [Aged Gold Energy Tip] Faced with Sword Qi's icy cold Aura, there is no retreat. Like the spiritual knowledge of treating aphids, [Aged Gold Energy Tip] regards this Aura as the spiritual knowledge released by a huge aphid!
Zuo Mo has no time to pay attention to [Aged Gold Energy Tip], he only has one thought in his mind-hurry up, hurry up!
The speed of spiritual power, already, reaches an appalling level. He never tried to make spiritual power run at this speed, and he didn't dare. But at this time, Zuo Mo, who has red eyes, only hates that the spiritual power is not running fast enough, and he continues to speed up the operation of spiritual power!
Zuo Mo's head banged, as if something had been breached, his consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.
spiritual power is like a runaway wild horse, completely out of control. [Aged Gold Energy Tip], which was already very volatile, suddenly became more violent. Like boiling water, the shape of the cloud was extremely unstable. If cultivation's deep Cultivator sees such a scene, it will be astounded, spiritual power loses control, and then it will explode!
Suddenly, a heat flow enters the meridians from the heart of Zuo Mo.
The irritable spiritual power suddenly became tamed, the running speed increased without decrease, and [Aged Gold Energy Tip] the violent fluctuation disappeared without any sign and calmed down.
It's amazing that the cold Aura seems to notice something different, and it turned back for the first time.
The quiet [Aged Gold Energy Tip] cloud cluster changes and regenerates, it quickly recovers to the middle. The cold Aura also changes.
A pale golden seven-section cone shaped like a pagoda!
A moon-shaped flying sword with a small bell hanging in water blue!
Silent confrontation, but in the blink of an eye, both parties started at the same time.
One cone and one sword, converted into a gold and a blue stream of light, hit each other with great precision.
Ping!
A cracked voice of glazed glass bursts into the sky. Like fireworks, blue and gold are beautiful.
Zuo Mo 恍 恍惚 惚 Opening his eyes, his body was in pain, and his skin was cracked. He could not help moaning. The moaning suddenly made his consciousness clear.
I can move!
That **** Aura already is gone!
He first froze, and then an indescribable breeze sprang up. He wanted to laugh upright, but before the corner of his mouth could move, his muscles moved the wound, and immediately turned into a scream. Although I don't know what just happened, there is no doubt that I won!
He also had pink paper with two words on it.
"Bad guy!"
The handwriting is still beautiful, and the tone of speech does not seem to be very old, but the dying Zuo Mo heart involuntarily grows deeply disgusted.
Vicious woman! Actually want his life!
These words must have been consciousness attacks. Being able to release such a horrible attack through two words is definitely not someone who can provoke it. Zuo Mo knows this very well. Whether Sect Master and Martial Uncle can do this, he doesn't know, but the inner door Senior Brother, absolutely no one can reach this situation.
In other words, the strength of a ruthless woman is far beyond this door Senior Brother.
But after walking around the gate, he didn't have much fear, even if the opponent's strength was far better than him.
He has heard of those powerful Cultivators, who are indifferent to Low-level Cultivator. But I never thought that the other party would be murdered because of two words!
Brother is simple!
Zuo Mo took a deep breath and touched the pain from the wound, struggling to get up, moving his teeth to the table.
Still bright and thick cinnabar, or the wolf, Zuo Mo slammed it several times.
The whole right hand seems to be broken several times. If you gently move it, it hurts into the bone marrow. Gritting his teeth and holding the wolf effortlessly, a few drops of bright red cinnabar dripped from the nib and landed on the powder paper. There were blood stains and a little bit of red.
Because of the pain, Zuo Mo gasped subconsciously in his mouth, holding the wolf in his right hand, leaving the crooked three words on the fan paper seriously.
"My grandfather is waiting for you!"
Throw away the pen on your hand and glance at it. Zuo Mo makes a few strange sounds. The right hand didn't listen to the call, it took one hour, and he barely folded the fan paper into paper crane.
Unfortunately, Zuo Mo somewhat is regrettable.
While hissing and gasping, he instilled the last bit of spiritual power into paper crane.
Looking at the pink little Qianhe disappearing in the sky, he repeatedly cursed this cruel woman countless times.
After doing this, he couldn't hold it anymore, the whole thing was dark, the whole figure cut wood and planted it on the ground, and passed out.