World of Cultivation: The 260th horrible female nun

The 260th horror female nun

The first few Cultivators that have been fully opened have their hoods fully open, and their ling armor Ambilights are really beautiful. But these weekdays can bring them a sense of security, but at this time they are reflected on their faces, clearly showing their terror.

Man can't help raising his face.

In the field of vision shaking violently, a fireball suddenly became large and appeared in front of it instantly.

Boom!

Zuo Mo smashed among these people.

The three people who bear the brunt of the attack, like a stone ball that was hit hard, didn't even have the time to send out a hum, and nailed it into the soil. Under this kind of impact, except for Cultivator and other Cultivator, there is no possibility of half survival.

The mask released by ling armor is like fragile paper, cut into pieces by a turbulent flow like a knife.

The powerful impact made Zuo Mo uncomfortable. The flame surrounding the body was collapse on the spot, and at the same time, a cloud of blood sprayed out. Blood mist sprayed on those red flames, and the flames skyrocketed.

Some of the Cultivators that were hiding behind were swept by this soaring flame, and their faces changed greatly on the spot.

Empty fire! Fatal empty fire!

Zuo Mo doesn't understand his power, but there are many people who know the goods. Meteor Sky-fire, in addition to the meteor is irresistible, it has half of the power, to be placed on the air fire.

Air fire is a rather special kind of flame. It is born when the air is turbulent, as if it was obtained by nothing. Air fires are extremely difficult to extinguish, especially as the power of water is useless. Another characteristic is that it is extremely tough. Although the temperature is not high, it can erode people's minds.

The blood spit from Zuo Mo contains its own essence, and the blood is rising, and seven or eight Cultivator ate on the spot. Injury was extremely painful, and several people screamed on the spot.

The unending Zuo Mo penetrated the formation of this group and rushed towards the ground.

After such a violent collision, the boiling blood slowly cooled down, Zuo Mo suddenly woke up. When he saw the situation around him, his scalp became numb and he was in distress.

Damn! Are you crazy?

Why did you come here ...

His face was pale, his mouth murmured unconsciously, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the rapidly approaching ground, and quickly adjusted his posture. Boom! He landed in a terrible manner, and as soon as he landed, he ran away.

What just happened is like dreaming. But the only thing that is clear is that although the impact of the bluffing and collapsing is good, the consumption of spiritual power and consciousness is huge, and both of them fall below the danger line.

Why not run again?

At this time, the results of refining finally came into play. Without the support of spiritual power, he could run fast even with two legs alone. And his gorgeous Meteor Sky-fire just now shocked everyone, and no one dared to chase.

I ran for a long time, and when no one was behind, Zuo Mo finally stopped and panted. He was not too injured in the collision just now, and he was about to fall apart.

How come I rushed over ...

Evil law ... it must be an evil law ...

Zuo Mo is thinking hard about this problem in her mind, it must be what female nun has done to her! Otherwise, I will never rush over, how can I do this kind of death?

There is a problem! There must be a problem!

Panting, no one came after him, especially when he saw three Golden Armor Guard and a Qu Wei lead someone to kill them.

Seeing that Zuo Mo is all right, Qu Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, are you okay! Another song is being restored to spiritual power, and you can come right away."

Zuo Mo waved his hand, his other hand was on his knees, panting heavily: "I'm fine, you go and help that **** woman!"

"Yes!" Qu Wei answered, just raised his head and froze in place: "Boss ..."

Listening to Wei Wei's weird voice, Zuo Mo somewhat was strange, looked up, and saw Qu Wei's weird face covered, looking at him dullly.

He turned around quickly and looked at Qu Wei's gaze, suddenly stiffened.

In the sky, Nu Xiu is like a weightless female ghost, wandering softly around the enemy. Her speed is not fast, her movements are not sharp, and she does not see any spiritual power light.

But wherever I go, enemies are like dumplings, they keep falling down, and they are smashed into mud.

Evil Gate!

Zuo Mo suddenly felt a chill in my heart!

Too ... too evil! What is this spell? What exercises?

For just a while, there are only over 30 Cultivators left in the sky.

Coo!

Zuo Mo was pale, without a trace of blood, and swallowed subconsciously! In this scene, there is no dazzling and glorious brilliance, no sensational sword essence, no boom explosion, nothing.

She walked barefoot through the crowd, a fierce Cultivator, like a sandbag, hit the ground one after another. The pair of Zuo Mo secretly admired the barefoot, but at this time exuded a strong Death Qi.

The coldness of the bone makes Zuo Mo freeze his bones. He is like a sculpture, with his mouth wide open, standing there. Beside him, the other Cultivators are also afraid, and they dare not show up.

This is the weirdest and most terrifying scene I've ever seen since the Zuo Mo notes.

Even they feel weird and terrible. The Cultivator in the war situation, the fear in their hearts is more than that?

The knife was full of horror just now. At this moment, like a ghost, the cross flesh was trembling constantly. He turned to try to escape, but found that he couldn't move, not even his fingers.

Time seems to freeze at this moment. The downward Cultivator and simultaneously freeze in the air, motionless, like a puppet.

A barefoot that is as delicate as porcelain. Every time a person passes by, a person falls from the air.

In the blink of an eye, the huge battlefield in the sky was empty, except for the nuns.

Dead silence, dead silence.

The wind blows, the female nun floats quietly in the air.

Zuo Mo heard a sound of teeth bumping in his ear. He turned his face and saw all the Cultivator around him, all shaking and his teeth trembling. Originally, my heart was jumping wildly, and the Zuo Mo, whose body was cold, saw the appearance of everyone. Suddenly, my heart immediately dilute a lot.

Jiang Wei and Jiang Hao are indifferent, shaking involuntarily, all other Cultivators around them are the same.

Niu Xiu turned her face suddenly and glanced at this side.

"Ah!" A scream of fear suddenly sounded in the eardrums of everyone, but saw an Cultivator face twisted, eyes protruding, and a few bloodstains slowly flowing from his mouth and nose. He kept this position and fell to the ground softly.

The scream just now made Jiang Wei almost stop her heartbeat. I just wanted to drink and scold. When I saw this person's misery, my heart was even more shocked! This man has followed him for a long time. He has seen countless battles in various battles. Today he was scared to death!

Looking at other people, he also knows that if he says to fight again at this time, he will be the first to be hacked to death by everyone!

He glanced in horror at the weird woman wearing a mask in the distance. He knew that this weird figure could not be forgotten all his life.

"Retreat!" He jumped violently in his heart, drank with low power, awakened everyone, and turned around and ran.

The others were startled, and their faces were a little whiter, like a bird of surprise, and turned to run away frantically.

Niu Xiu did not chase, but just watched quietly, under her thrilling barefoot, there were one hundred bodies horizontally and vertically.

Zuo Mo didn't know how to get back to the city in the end. He was stunned. The scene just now gave him too much shock and shock. Not only him, the entire city's Cultivator, all like a lost soul. They all witnessed the unpredictable battle of Nu Xiu, and no one dared to look up at Nu Xiu, and no one dared to touch her eyes slightly.

As usual, Nu Xiu stands silently not far from Zuo Mo.

In Sea of Con­scious­ness, Pu Yao in front of Zuo Mo is dignified, this is the first time he has seen such dignity on Pu Yao's face.

"What is spell?" Zuo Mo said in a tough tone.

"I don't know." Pu Yao was obviously also startled by the female practitioner, he said in a deep voice: "I can't think of any spell or secret technique related to it."

"When I examined her body, I found that there was a strange power in her body. Her body was almost almost broken and the old wounds were dense." Zuo Mo thought for a while, hoping to give Pu Yao some clues. .

"If this is the case, it should be a self-harm spell or a secret technique. This type of spell and secret technique is powerful, but it hurts your life." Pu Yao said cautiously: "You want be careful, her origin is not simple . "

"be careful ..." Zuo Mo face is bitter than bitter gourd, spreading his hands: "How do I be careful?"

Pu Yao doesn't know what to say, he looks no better than Zuo Mo. When he encountered a guy who could not understand the history, he was not an opponent, and he was frustrated that he was once a Sky Devil.

"I don't know if I can ask her to help against Xiaoming Patriarch?" Zuo Mo suddenly said.

"She is too young." Pu Yao shook her head: "Even if she hurts spell, her time for study is too short. Although she is strong, she hasn't reached Golden Core. She deals with Pulse Condensation, cuts melon and chops vegetables, but deals with Golden Core, that's another matter. "

"Golden Core and Pulse Condensation are not the difference between the types of power, but the difference in the nature of power." Pu Yao continued: "The essential gap is not something that can be solved by the sword."

Zuo Mo Think about it too.

"You said, did she use spell to confuse the mind?" Zuo Mo suddenly asked, "Why did I rush out? No! It shouldn't! I remember her eyes seem to have purple light."

"She must be useless, I still know this." Pu Yao answered affirmatively, but then the tone was full of doubts: "But I was also surprised, why did you rush out? You are most afraid of death Ah. "

"I think so." Zuo Mo didn't feel ashamed, and thought that she nodded: "She didn't give me half Crystal Stone, what am I trying to do? Really evil!"

"She isn't beautiful, if only she was beautiful ..." Pu Yao pondered her chin.

"Beauty?" Zuo Mo glared, subconsciously increasing the volume: "No to Crystal Stone! Beautiful women are not OK!"

"What the **** is it?" Pu Yao was puzzled.

"Why ..." Zuo Mo frowned, his face distressed.

This question is so weird that it leaves him scratching his head. Before he can figure it out, he is not at ease. The next time I want to be so sparse, stupid will rush up, and my life will be gone.

Just when Zuo Mo was troubled, a quiet cave not far from Nansheng Town.

Ma Fan and Xie Shan open their eyes at the same time.