World of Cultivation: Struggling forty-fifth

Struggling in the 45th quarter

Cold Mist Valley, beside the cold lake.

Zuo Mo looks horrible. He looks like cooked shrimp. His blood is red and bloodshot eyes are scary.

When he was in the courtyard, there seemed to be a fire in his body. He now felt that his entire body was like a well-dried wood firewood, lit and crackled.

He looked at somewhat blankly, everything in the vision was like it was distorted by burning at high temperature. His consciousness somewhat was fuzzy and hot! He was like struggling in a sea of ​​fire, and the rushing waves of fire nearly choked him, as if he might be burned into a pile of ashes at any time.

"Eat the pitaya."

A very distant voice, flickering to Zuo Mo's ears.

Subconsciously, Zuo Mo shoved the pitaya in his mouth. A stream of heat fell from his mouth into his throat.

Boom!

It's like pouring a pot of hot oil on the fire! Zuo Mo Kanma felt that the sea of ​​fire crashed and shattered, innumerable pieces of hot flames scattered into his internal organs, and that hot stream of molten iron, running along the meridians of the Zuo Mo, ran into it!

"Ah!"

Zuo Mo couldn't help hissing and howling, a hot current rushed into his head, and the fragile head was burned by a soldering iron.

Oh! A flame blew up from his clothes, and the flames quickly expanded. In a blink of an eye, his whole clothes turned into ashes. Surprisingly, the flame did not hurt Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo The whole person is naked in the air, his body is red like an iron skull just coming out of the stove, and the heat wave of the air near his body is visible to the naked eye.

"AAAHHH AAAHHH!"

The howling sound is deep and tearing, like a beast, the blood vessels of Zuo Mo bulge all over the body, like red iron wires covering the whole body.

"It's beautiful." Pu Yao watching from the side was intoxicated and admired: "Even the soul is in pain. It has been a long time since I heard such a charming voice."

"AAAHHH!" Zuo Mo is completely unconscious. He is like a wild animal with a burning flame, howling insanely. The flame seemed unsatisfied with raging inside him, digging out of his skin, and dangling around him, he became a fire man. If Zuo Mo is awake at this time, he will be shocked to find that his burning flame, crimson and glamorous, is very similar to the flame in his Sea of Con­scious­ness.

Looking at the crimson flames of Zuo Mo, Pu Yao's eyes suddenly gloomed, but the corners of his mouth swept away. I didn't know what was happening.

Zuo Mo's howl is getting deeper and more torn, and the flames around him seem to be getting stronger.

Pu Yao's expression changed. After a while, his eyes calmed down and he mumbled to himself.

"The person you choose, I give him a chance."

Stop, he stretches his fingers and points towards Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo The whole person seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, flew up, and plunged into the cold pool.

Zuo Mo is like a stone, sinking quickly. Strangely, he is covered with these crimson flames and is still beating madly without being affected by the water.

At this moment, the glacial river of Zuo Mo Sea of Con­scious­ness suddenly rustled, and the dense ice crystals in the glacial river were pushed by an invisible force, slowly accelerating. Quiet and straight glacier moments of Jianmang vertical and horizontal, countless large or small Jianmang rushed along the wide river surface.

Hisse!

These sword-mongers flared towards the river, facing the river.

Ice cold swordsman, when it touches the flames of the wild dance by the river, it turns into a sudden change! The fire was soaring. In Sea of Con­scious­ness, I saw flames covering the sky. It seemed that even the star in the void above him would be swallowed up by flames. Only the tombstones in the sea of ​​fire are still dark clouds, without any reaction.

In the glacial river, the ice crystals flow more and more violently, the swordsman is endless, and the white cold air is carried into the sea of ​​fire.

Zuo Mo's body also shows amazing changes. His flushed body surface has even a thin layer of ice. But in a blink of an eye, this thin layer of ice disappeared. But after a while, a thin layer of ice appeared again and again.

The cold pool is not deep. Zuo Mo quickly sinks into the bottom of the pool. The water at the bottom of the pool is several times colder than the top, and the fish and shrimp are extinct.

It seems to be affected. Every time the thin ice appears, it takes longer. However, the flames of Zuo Mo's entire body have not weakened at all, and they are still burning strangely in the water. On the chest of Zuo Mo, the rays of lightly suddenly emitted. These rays run along the meridians of Zuo Mo. Wherever it flows, the flames will be slightly darker, but soon, the crimson flames will return to the crazy dancing posture again.

Zuo Mo seems to enter a very strange place, he completely lost control of his body, fluttering suddenly, he felt himself suddenly roasting in the stove, and suddenly was thrown to the polar, but no matter how tossing, he didn't have any Room to move.

"Don't forget ..."

"Don't forget to die ..."

The voice reappears. The Zuo Mo stumbled like a pot of cold water, and a brief soberness appeared in consciousness. This sober, burning pain and biting coldness poured into him like a tide.

"Ah ..." He couldn't help but open his mouth, and the cold water poured into his mouth all at once.

Unable to describe his feelings at the moment, the whole body is burning madly, the bones and flesh are burning a little bit of pain, almost let him pass out. It poured into the pond of his mouth, but almost frozen him into an ice cube, and his sober mind was suddenly blurred.

Is this Foundation Establishment?

Is this the power of pitaya?

That dream ...

In the vagueness, Zuo Mo's fist that has been relaxed suddenly clenched, the whole person arched the body, the whole body's strength gathered in an instant, his eyes were glaring with anger and eyes wide and red.

Who?

Who wants to control me?

Who changed me?

Who ... who did it ...

Fuck who did it!

Countless thoughts flew uncontrollably in his mind. The flesh and blood from the depths of his body burned sharply and the needles were piercing and cold. In his angry eyes, the flames were swallowed by blood!

Who did it ... who did it ... who did it!

Asshole!

The Blood Qi in his chest surged, and the anger and sorrow suddenly burst from the deepest bottom of his heart, gushing like a volcano, instantly engulfing the flames and cold.

Zuo Mo is like a demon, gathering his whole body strength and waving his fist in a bang!

Holding a crimson monster flame, his fist slammed against the stone wall by the pond.

Boom!

Taking Zuo Mo's fist as the center, a cobweb-like crack appeared on the stone wall, and there were scorch marks in the center.

Boom!

Another punch! Wow, the rubble flew across the water, a few scratched the body of Zuo Mo, brought up a few scratches, blood leaked out, and quickly turned into water in the pool.

Boom boom boom!

Zuo Mo is completely crazy, his eyes are red, his muscles are protruding, his fists are waving wildly. The calm bottom of the lake was chaotic and muddy.

Pu Yao at the edge of the pond noticed the vibration on the ground and looked at the vortex appearing on the surface of the pond. He looked as usual, raised his hand, and caught the small water drops splashing at him from the waterfall. Opening his hand, the water droplets floated over his palm, round and transparent, reflecting his blood pupils.

"Aren't you going to shoot? Do you still stupidly think that he can suppress the Sky Devil fire?" The lightly smirk floated on his face and said leisurely: "You always do this, don't listen to me. Three thousand years have passed, You're still so stubborn. Don't you know that your choice will always be so stupid? "

He breathed softly, and the perfect drop of water floating on the palm of his hand turned into a mist of water and scattered into the air.

"I'm tired of your suit." Pu Yao clapped his hands often, looking indifferent.

The vibrations on the soles of the feet disappear, and the puddles return to quietness.

"It's over." Pu Yao brushed his blade-like lips and shrugged: "Haha, it just confirms your stupid choice again."

He just wanted to turn around and suddenly stopped.

Void Mountain, Xin Yan suddenly opened his eyes during meditation. He stood up horribly, disappeared from his place, and appeared on the top of the mountain in an instant. For a moment, Pei Yuan Ran, Yan Le, Shi Feng Rong flew over and appeared beside him.

The four looked at each other, all looking up at the sky in astonishment.

Dongfu, Tian Songzi is browsing the list written by Yu Bai.

"This Ming Yan is Zuo Meitian's apprentice." Tian Songzi said, "In Dongfu, if you say strength, Zuo Meitian and Xin Yan are between Bozhong. Zuo Meitian killed fiercely. It is also a person who is afraid of others. This is quite similar to Xin Yan. I just do n’t know how his disciples are. "

Yu Bai respectfully said: "The disciple has met that Ming Yan, and although he did not fight, the disciple observes his demeanor, and he is not weak."

"Oh, not many young people who can be called weak. You heard that Zuo Meitian spent a lot of effort on his disciple, naturally he will not be weak." Tian Songzi laughed and said: "Dongfu In the future, I'm afraid of you, Zong Mingyan, and Wei Sheng of Void Sword Sect. "

"The disciples will not disappoint the master's high hopes," Yu Bai said respectfully.

Tian Songzi waved his hand: "Don't care about things like false names. I just hope that you can protect yourself in troubled times. Although I can't bear this foundation, your safety is more important."

Yu Bai was touched, and he answered: "Yes!"

Seeing Yu Bai's anxiety, Tian Songzi couldn't help but reassured: "Being a teacher is just a precaution, you shouldn't be too worried. If something happens, haha, we old guys are also in front of me." Yu Guang glanced at a name on the list , somewhat was surprised: "Well, when did Void Sword Sect have a Zuo Mo? What's so special about him?"

"The disciple also heard this name for the first time. He was in conflict with Zong Mingyan and another Dongqi disciple at that time, because he was ling plant farmer, and the disciple wanted to come forward to stop drinking. I did not expect to find that he actually appreciated sword essence! "Yu Bai added:" He hasn't Foundation Establishment yet. "

"Oh!" Tian Songzi shook his head and said, "Void Sword Sect has such a great character? You can enjoy sword essence without Foundation Establishment. Such a talent for sword repair is quite rare! I really love Void Sword Sect!"

In words, he was quite envious.

At this moment, his expression changed slightly, and he swept out of the window. Yu Bai stunned, followed immediately.

I saw Tian Songzi looking up at the sky above her head.

At the same time, a man in black with long hair stood in the wind at Mei Feng, the highest point of Dongqi Jianmen, looking up in the air, looking up at the sky.