World of Cultivation: The 354th quarter Wasteland Beast Chessboard
The 354th section of Wasteland Beast Chessboard
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A knock on the door awakened Nan Yue. Yesterday was too tired and I slept deeply. She opened her eyes and opened the door. When she saw the outsider, all the drowsiness disappeared immediately.
It was Chi who knocked on the door, and his face was filled with a warm smile. Behind him, there was a crowd of people, many of whom were familiar with Nan Yue. And when she saw the Palace Chief of the Purple Lotus Devilish Arts House, she couldn't help it.
"Nan Yue, didn't bother you to rest?" Chi's words were mild and full of concern. He couldn't hear the seriousness in ordinary days, just like a person.
"Oh, no, no." Nan Yue shook his head subconsciously.
She finally remembers who the elderly people who are familiar with somewhat are, the elders of Devilish Arts House!
Two, three ... twelve!
Nan Yue's scalp exploded for a while. The elders of Elders Council in Devilish Arts House of Zilian all stood at her doorstep! These elders who are high above the ground and look indifferent in these weekdays are all smiling and amiable at this time. All the high-rises of Zilian Devilish Arts House are listed, and all are absent.
As soon as Nan Yue was in place, Chi immediately understood what was going on, and couldn't help laughing: "What? Don't invite us to sit in?"
"Oh, oh!" The Nan Yue who responded was just waking up like a dream, and quickly let out the door: "Please come in!"
A group of mermaids came in.
Palace Chief glanced at the room on the four walls of the house and smiled, "The Nan Yue classmates are very simple! It is indeed the example of other students in this government. This spirit is worthy of our other classmates to learn."
Nan Yue sweats, what is she simple, just poor. For a moment, she didn't know how to interface, so she had to nah.
"But" Palace Chief's tone turned and excited: "As the principal of Zilian Devilish Arts, Nan Yue students still have to carry a heavier burden! It's too far here, it's inconvenient, alas, it's just the purple lotus in the house There is also a set of Mingshen Residence in the garden. It is much easier for Nan Yue students to move here.
Red eyes showed a bit of envy. Mingshenju is the highest-level house in Zilian Devilish Arts. There are only three sets in total. Palace Chief even gave one to Nan Yue. The most precious convenience of Mingshenju lies in the Mingshen Pond, which can inform the Cultivate speed of consciousness. Ming Shen Po is expensive to say, and can only be built on special terrain.
The elders then approached each other in warm words and exhortations.
The whole process Nan Yue is like dreaming, nah overwhelmed. It wasn't until Palace Chief's group left for a long time that she gradually returned to her senses.
Chief student? Become a Principal? I also allocated a set of Mingshenju for my own use?
Are you still dreaming?
But when she calmed down from her initial excitement, she quickly wanted to understand the key. What is the attitude of the Palace Chief and the elders is not difficult to guess.
They are for adults!
Although they didn't mention adults today, Nan Yue is 100% sure that they are coming for adults!
No, this must be report.
She suddenly remembered that today is the day when the new First Prison takes shape.
Thinking of this, she immediately got excited and checked consciousness. Although her injury was not recovered, she was still able to enter the first prison. Sit now and go directly to the first prison.
"Oh, my mother!" Zuo Mo, mournful, was mournful.
consciousness has not been injured for a long time, and the pain after a long absence appears again, and the pain seems to become more intense.
"This is the stubborn end." Pu Yao taunted sullenly.
"Oh ... oh, who the **** is me?" No, this loss cannot be for nothing, it must be returned! "Zuo Mo in pain still exposed the face of the stubborn.
"You are not your opponent." Pu Yao relentlessly.
"Not yet, how do you know? Tell me!" Zuo Mo is definitely not good enough to give up the look of murderous air/qi.
"An empty stream."
"Empty stream? What's that?" Zuo Mo was curious.
"It's nothing, just a little monster more than 300 years old."
"Cut, it's only a 300-year-old demon." Zuo Mo dismissed his face, and then whispered, "You didn't feel anything like this millennium Old Devil, only 300 years ..."
Pu Yao The forehead is blue and leaps, and he presses himself: "He understands the water."
"Water Breath?" Zuo Mo suddenly became energetic, arrogant and utterly arrogant: "Just the water Breath? Hasn't it been destroyed by my Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art!"
Your Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art ...
Pu Yao's forehead jumped again. He forced himself to hold back, pretending to be calm: "That is the imprint he left 300 years ago."
"The brand left over 300 years ago!" Zuo Mo startled: "That said, he was so powerful 300 years ago?"
"Yes."
Zuo Mo's face changed countlessly, and he shouted: "Harmony is expensive, peace is expensive, it's okay to fight and kill!"
Ignoring the contemptuous eyes of Pu Yao, he asked somewhat curiously, "Why did his brand deal with me? I didn't provoke him."
"It's not pleasing to you."
Pu Yao's answer made Zuo Mo's expression even more sloppy: "Looks like, Ten Finger Prisons is really a dangerous place, no, this kind of place should go less."
After listening to Pu Yao, I thought to myself, no, if Zuo Mo is afraid in the future, I won't go to Ten Finger Prisons. That would be troublesome. He is extremely familiar with the character of Zuo Mo. If there are enough benefits, this guy will rush forward.
"The danger is a bit, but the benefits are also a lot." Pu Yao looked indifferent, and looked at everything: "You extinguished his imprint, swallowed his water beads, didn't you feel a little?"
Remind by Pu Yao, Zuo Mo remembered the bead that had been swallowed before coma, and quickly checked it. Upon inspection, he immediately found water droplets.
In his Sea of Consciousness, a crystal dew floats in the air. Sea of Consciousness, the original flame dance, has a lively and full of moisture. lightly's water vapor escaped from the dewdrops, and when the water vapor passed, the consciousness that was originally injured seemed to be moisturized and rejuvenated. Zuo Mo just felt unspeakable.
Good stuff!
Zuo Mo As soon as EE moved, dewdrops flew in front of him, and the moist water rushed towards him.
"Can water bead heal?"
In order for Zuo Mo to understand the value of water-bearing beads, Pu Yao naturally said endlessly: "Not only is healing, after you have it, it will be easier for you to understand it. Once you understand it, it will be integrated into you Among the comprehension of the water. Most of the water Devilish Arts, water line spell, it is easier for you to perform, and the power is greater. "
"So powerful?" Zuo Mo was very excited. He knew the value. With this water-bead, it meant that he had a hydrophilic body, which improved a large class of Devilish Arts and spell.
Water line spell, brother will! His somewhat proudly performed "Little Art of Cloud and Rain", and a big cloud appeared in the palm of his hand.
Well, he immediately noticed that the cloud of "Little Art of Cloud and Rain" was different from before.
The cloud seems to have life. The raindrops sprinkled with strong vitality. Once it falls into the palm of the Zuo Mo, it penetrates into the skin of the palm and disappears. Zuo Mo just feel refreshed.
The sixth layer of "Little Art of Cloud and Rain"!
Zuo Mo's eyes are wide and his face is unbelievable. With such an extra water bead, my "Little Art of Cloud and Rain" went straight up to the sixth floor!
The "Little Art of Cloud and Rain" on the sixth floor is very useful!
Zuo Mo is ecstatic.
Baby! Good baby!
"What is this baby?" It seemed to know Zuo Mo's thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Pu Yao's mouth, and continued to stimulate him: "Water is just the battle to break the first prison. Every Ten Finger Prisons prison There is something good, and the baby behind is called a baby. "
"Every prison has it?" Zuo Mo's eyes brightened.
"How? Are you interested?" Pu Yao pretended to glance at Zuo Mo indifferently.
"Interested! I'm so interested!" Zuo Mo nodded again and again, eagerly said: "Pu Yao, let's get them all! So many treasures, can't be wasted!"
"It depends on your ability." Pu Yao declined to comment: "The battle to break the prison is even more powerful than this."
Countless Crystal Stone circled in Zuo Mo's eyes, and he drooled and smirked: "It's okay, let's grind them slowly and kill them!"
The water beads are really amazing. It didn't take long for Zuo Mo's damaged consciousness to heal. Let Zuo Mo be more amazed, more eager for the baby in each prison behind.
"Let's go, you haven't named your prison battlefield." Pu Yao can't help but pull Zuo Mo into Moshui Mingkong again.
Zuo Mo looked at the strange environment in front of him, opened his mouth wide, and looked dull.
In the past, the crisscross river channels disappeared, and the debris under the feet disappeared. Instead, there are squares of different colors. The squares of different colors can't be seen at the end. Huge chessboard.
"What is going on here?"
"It's no big deal." Pu Yao was surprised in his heart, saying normally: "If you break the first prison set by your predecessors, the first prison will be re-established."
"Oh, this is it." Zuo Mo suddenly realized.
He stepped forward arbitrarily and stepped into a green box. Without any change, he went forward again and stepped into another wide block, and there was no change.
It just changed.
The surprise in Zuo Mo's heart also disappeared, the big feeling was not interesting, and the look returned to nature.
Suddenly, his vision changed again.
He seemed to fly to a very high place and looked down to see a huge chessboard and scattered squares, forming a strange shape. This pattern Zuo Mo somewhat is familiar, he quickly understood what the pattern is, Wasteland Beast, that is Wasteland Beast!
"Name it." The voice of Pu Yao lightly sounded in the ears of Zuo Mo.
"Wasteland Beast Chessboard." Zuo Mo blurted out in his heart.
Boom!
The sound of thunder was so loud that the Wasteland Beast pattern in the chessboard at your feet seemed to come alive, a grey smoke rising from the chessboard, and in a blink of an eye, turned into Wasteland Beast.
The red eyes of the lantern are fierce, and the desolate momentum rolls over the illusory body.
It glanced at Zuo Mo and suddenly plunged into the chessboard.
The chessboard at your feet is restored.
Xing Chong rushed into the minds of the demon of the first prison, and four words appeared at the same time-Wasteland Beast Chessboard!