World of Cultivation: The two hundred and sixty-eighth Nine Turns Xiaotu soil plate
The twentieth quarter of the nine hundred and eighty-eighth turn
Ming Xiao faction is a Sword Cultivator faction, but there are other branches. Liu Donghua is one of the other inheritances. He mainly studied soil line spell, but he was relatively undecided in Mingxiao school. But Liu Donghua can still stand firm, relying on a piece of treasure, Jiuzhuanxiao soil plate.
The Nine Turns Earthen Plate is a talisman handed down by an Golden Core Cultivator from his veins. The Xiaoxiao School is rich in Xiaotu. Although Xiaotu is inferior to Xiaochen, it is also a rare earth-moving material. Among many civil engineering materials, it belongs to third-grade Apex Step.
The predecessor used nine thousand kilograms of soil to retreat for ten years, and finally made a nine-turn soil plate. On the day this treasure was formed, the entire Ming Xiao school was pervasive and rustic, and the school vibrated, and this vein became famous. At that time, their veins were not like today. The predecessor in the door was a truly second expert, and his status was very important. But in the end, there is a lack of deep spell support. After this predecessor, this vein has gradually faded and has become more difficult.
To the generation of Liu Donghua, there are only four people left.
The Nine-turned Earthen Plate was also passed on to Liu Donghua. After four generations of sacrifice and perseverance by the predecessors of generations, the Nine-turned Earthen Plate gave birth to a spirituality and rose to sixth-grade talisman.
This is one of the reasons why the long-established martial arts are so powerful. It is not a long-standing sect like the Ming Xiao faction, which has a deep foundation and is far from being comparable to ordinary sects.
At this time, Liu Donghua was holding a Jiuzhuanxiao soil plate. His expression was somber and his whole body spiritual power poured into the plate like a tide.
The Jiuzhuanxiao earthen plate is brown and yellow, not eye-catching. It is covered with fine golden patterns, and there is a circle of concentric golden mark. Only open golden palm.
The brown light of lightly illuminates from Liu Donghua's Jiuzhuan Xiaotu soil plate. He bursts into a burst of light as he holds a light ball.
Zuo Mo only felt black above his head, all the starlight was covered, surrounded by tan rustic, like a mist, covering him. .
He immediately felt an invisible pressure coming to him, his face could not help changing slightly, and the seemingly fine brownish yellow dust around him was actually extremely heavy. Zuo Mo only felt that if he was on the bottom of the deep sea, the heavy pressure was permeating, and he was out of breath.
"What is talisman?" Zuo Mo was surprised.
He turned his head back hard to see the nun. The female Xiujing stood quietly in the yellow soil mist, and her eyes sparkled with purple awns that made Zuo Mo feel creepy.
In the fog, the bundle of immortal cords seemed to be fixed in the air, motionless.
Early, the soil mist begins to flow slowly, and the Zuo Mo sensation pressure doubles.
Kaka!
A slight sound came from the bones of his body, and Zuo Mo's body did not shake. Amazing invisible pressure came from all directions, and Zuo Mo felt as if he had fallen into a meat grinder.
"Pu, what is this?" Zuo Mo screamed.
"It's a local talisman, you want be careful." Pu Yao's voice sounded in his inside mind, rarely revealing a solemn dignity: "This talisman is at least fifth-grade or more, it may be sixth-grade!"
sixth-grade!
Zuo Mo almost vomited blood. When can even Pulse Condensation Cultivator come out and sway with sixth-grade talisman? Still let me meet?
Quack!
The slowly flowing soil mist has the power of Pemo Nengyu, and the Zuo Mo five internal organs and six concubines are almost in a group. Zuo Mo watched her body openly, and followed it at a very slow speed as the soil mist turned.
He couldn't move, his face deformed, as if he might burst at any time.
Ming Xiao sent the three men untouched in the fog. As soon as the fog approached them, it was like encountering an invisible wall, unable to enter.
"Senior Brother's Jiuzhuxiao soil plate is really powerful! If I say, in addition to the ancestor's Ming Xiaojian, I will count the Jiuzhuxiao soil plate in Senior Brother's hands!"
"That's it! When Senior Brother revises" Tou Ming Jue "to 5th Layer, it is Huang Zhuoguang, and it may not be an Senior Brother opponent."
They both smiled when they saw Zuo Mo's unbearable look.
"This is a terrible man. Senior Brother has always liked Junior Sister. He will never let go of this guy. He will never give up without grinding him into meat."
"Junior Sister is also dead, eh." Another person was not lonely by somewhat: "When this thing is over, I plan to go to Tianshui World."
"Ah! Why do you want to go to Tianshui?"
"The inside of the door is dark and sullen now, which is not very interesting." He laughed at himself: "Anyway, I am not a core disciple, and the martial arts will let go."
The other was silent, and he suddenly noticed the nun, surprised, "That woman is weird!"
"Huh?"
Niu Xiu is covered in a layer of purple lightly, she is nailed in the air, no matter how the surrounding soil mist flows, she is motionless.
Both were shocked and silent on the spot, stunned. It's hard to see that these fine soil mists are made by refining nine thousand kilograms of soil. It is impossible for any living thing to resist in this soil mist. Jiuzhuanxiao soil plate is sixth-grade talisman, talisman used by Golden Core Cultivator, should not appear in the hands of a Pulse Condensation.
This woman can resist the Nine Turns!
Liu Donghua also noticed the nun, and a hint of surprise flashed in her heart. Jiu Zhuan Xiao Tu Pan usually used very little. First, he was worried about being seen and greedy. On the other hand, the power of this treasure was naturally great, but it was too much than his cultivation, which was too difficult to motivate. But it was a few times in this area, and none of them were not captured, and never encountered any one who could hold it down.
The outermost circle of the Jiuzhuanxiao earthen plate in his hand is flowing endlessly. This is the first turn of the Jiuzhuanxiao earthen plate.
Waiting for a while, the nun was still still, so the swarthy man, although looking embarrassed, was also struggling to support it.
Liu Donghua flashed an unpleasant hunch in his heart, but he didn't believe that they could carry the power of the second turn hard. In a short while, spiritual power in his body consumed one third. He knows that he must start the second turn immediately, otherwise, if he wants to start again, spiritual power is not enough!
I saw that he closed his eyes, and the second circle of golden mark on the nine-turn soil plate lit up suddenly.
The soil mist suddenly thickened. It was just a thick layer of soil mist. At this time, it was immediately thicker several times, and the color turned dark immediately.
The two Junior Apprentices were both shocked, and their countenances calmed down. The two knew that Senior Brother launched the power of the second turn of the Nine Turns!
The soil was extremely dense, with no fingers in sight. The dust around the Aura was very sniffing. The power of the earth was strong and truthful. Zuo Mo only felt the pressure surge again.
"Ah!"
He couldn't help screaming, wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out. As soon as the blood fell into the soil mist, it was smashed into a puff of tiny blood mist mixed in the soil mist.
There is a scary red in the middle of the brown mud.
The terrifying power of terror flows slowly, his body is instantly pressed into two mountains, the pressure of terror makes people unable to escape, and makes people desperate.
Under amazing load, every blood vessel, every muscle, every bone in the whole body is shaking!
Death, so close to him, as if holding his face, coldly is watching him!
Zuo Mo The brain was blank, and pain and despair filled all corners of his body. All calmness and any thoughts disappeared. It is the only thing Zuo Mo has, but the most instinctive desire to survive!
"AAAHHH AAAHHH!"
Zuo Mo is screaming frantically, what spell, what tactics, at this moment, do nothing!
spiritual power and consciousness are running wildly. The strength of each muscle is mentioned subconsciously at the highest point!
The soil mist felt the resistance of Zuo Mo. The surrounding soil mist rushed to Zuo Mo, the speed of operation increased sharply, and the pressure increased again.
Zuo Mo already is completely unconscious. He is doing the final instinct to resist, but his body is imprisoned by the mist and cannot move. I saw the light flowing on him, one time was sword essence, one was flame, one was boxing, one was Star Lightning ...
The color of his body is constantly changing, once it is pure golden, like gold casting, and once it is like black jade, it becomes more black and bright, more crystal clear, and there will be a trace of black gas. Get out.
In the body of Zuo Mo, Five Elements glazed beads are also aware of the danger at this time, spontaneously flowing endlessly, the power of Five Elements spreads into the whole body of Zuo Mo.
"AAAHHH AAAHHH!"
enraged ’s Zuo Mo completely, the face twisted, like a wild beast struggling in the jail in the last fight, wild and violent!
Zuo Mo's body became a chaotic battlefield. His body could not move even a finger. All spell could not be sent out. All kinds of power flowed and raged in his body, plus outside. The terror forces are in a mess.
"Damn!" Pu Yao's face changed dramatically.
The entire Sea of Consciousness continues to tremble, and there are some signs of collapse.
The bundle of celestial cord originally stopped in the mist could not withstand such a powerful force, and simultaneously was twisted into powder.
The female nun also noticed the Zuo Mo, and the purple veil enveloping around her looked upwards, as if the whole person was enveloped in a purple fire. The magical purple fire does not suffer from the influence of dirt and mist, and swayes ghostly!
The delicate and flawless jade feet lifted up at a very slow speed.
The mask couldn't withstand such a strong pressure, it smashed into a mass of fly ash, exposing that ugly face with scabies. Nu Xiu was still expressionless and slappy, and the dense scabies on her face could not bear it, bursting one after another.
A cloud of blood bloomed on her face.
In the blink of an eye, her face was completely intact, and her face was covered with blood. She ignored it, and let the blood on her face shed slowly, drip from her chin, and be scattered into the mist by the mist. The purple fire rose, and the eyes of Zimang originally shone, but at this time they dimmed.
She is expressionless, and every movement requires her to use all her strengths, only moving little by little.
The two are just a few feet apart. On weekdays, you only need one step.
Amidst the smoky brown soil mist, a figure veiled with purple fire, approaching another figure little by little at the speed of a snail.