World of Cultivation: verse 506 that group of white lambs!
The flock of white lambs!
Oh!
The dull drum sound suddenly came from the depths of the temple. The drum sound was strange and anomalous. Where the drum sound passed, everyone's blood and muscles trembled uncontrollably.
A dead silence.
All movements, all sounds, disappear after this drum sound.
Everyone stops all actions involuntarily, deflects his eyes, and looks deep into the temple. The crowd was taken aback by this sudden and weird drumbeat, and the three Nascent Souls who were about to die were full of shock.
A majestic force came from the depths of the temple with this drum sound.
Their expression faded away instantly.
This mighty force, with its brilliance, is like a galloping magma, like a raging sea of fire.
Suddenly someone screamed and broke the silence.
When they heard the exclamation, everyone turned their heads, so they saw an amazing scene.
A golden beam, straight down from the top, is like a golden sword, piercing the boundless darkness.
All the brilliance of spell formation is dim in front of this golden beam.
Zuo Mo under the beam of light spreads his arms as if to embrace this beam of light. Zuo Mo shrouded in a golden beam of light, flowing a layer of golden light, under the blazing light, the bronze mask is abnormally dark and deep, like an unfathomable dark shadow.
A thick golden light sprinkles on Zuo Mo's open arms, like a sticky golden liquid, flowing and winding along his arms.
golden light gathered from the fingers of Zuo Mo, slowly gathered and grew, turned into a drop of golden liquid, and eventually fell uncontrollably. When golden liquid left his finger, during the dripping process, the outer layer of golden liquid continued to dissipate into a little golden broken mango, just like a golden comet.
A large number of golden liquids fell along the arms of Zuo Mo, bringing up hundreds of golden broken mansard belts, just like the neatly arranged golden feathers.
Everyone is stunned.
From the beginning to the end, Zuo Mo was surrounded in the middle. No one had cast a second shot on him except to attract these Cultivator first glances. No matter from which angle, this guy with a bronze mask is one of the babies, all lambs washed and placed on a cutting board to be slaughtered. Maybe the person who raised the butcher knife will be different, but the lamb will only be the lamb.
Zuo Mo is ignored and ignored by everyone.
Until this beam of light from the sky, people were shocked that things were not as simple as they thought.
Shen Wu Hai first responded, angrily: "Kill him!"
Oh!
Another loud sound trembled into the bones, interrupting the Shen Wu Hai's yelling, ignoring everyone's layers of defense, and knocking directly at the deepest part of their hearts.
The temperature of the temple rose rapidly, and the air was burning as if it were a bit.
咚 …… 咚 …… 咚 ……
The drum beats are heard one after another, becoming more and more rapid and denser.
Everyone was shocked to find that they seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force. No matter how they urged spiritual power, their fingers didn't move. With every drumbeat, the blood and blood in their bodies would shake uncontrollably. After several consecutive beeps, everyone would be swollen with blood and their faces blushed.
Everyone's eyes changed from shock to fear.
Shen Wu Hai never expected that there would be such a change, and I regret that I did n’t kill the masked guy in the beginning, and I was in such a desperate situation.
If he had a little doubt before that whether the masked guy was a descendant of the sun, now he already fully affirms the identity of the other party.
The power of drums, beams, and imprisonment are all the power of the temple.
This power is so desperate!
But Shen Wu Hai is not desperate, he is still struggling. Of all the people, he knew the temple the most. This power was powerful and unmatched, full of domineering, brilliant and fierce, without any cover.
It's like the glorious sun in the sky, which makes it impossible to look at it.
But Shen Wu Hai is not willing to fight against it. This power is indeed as hard to resist as the scorching sun, but under this vast and unparalleled hegemony, he notices the smell of burning at all costs.
This temple, which has come to an end, is burning in the last glory.
As long as ... as long as it persists ...
You will have a glimmer of life!
As long as there is a little vitality, he has confidence to be anti-passenger. Even if the other party is a descendant of the sun, he does not believe that the other party can control the temple.
Because Divine Power!
Even if it is a descendant of the sun, it cannot be Divine Power. Nowadays, there is no soil of Divine Power. All Cultivate methods of Divine Power are obliterated in the dust of history. Without Divine Power, he can be recognized by the temple, but there is absolutely no way to control the temple.
This is just the last self-struggle of this temple.
Shen Wu Hai calm down.
Suddenly, his eyes were stagnant and he was stiff.
I saw that the bronze man suddenly moved, and under the mask in the shadow, there was an obscure and quaint tone. His body, like a snake, twisted in a weird posture.
Jin Yuyu, composed of broken golden glow, swings with the hands of Zuo Mo, and draws an obscure track in the air.
An unfamiliar force, like ripples, spreads out suddenly.
The Shen Wu Hai who just calmed down looked at Zuo Mo like hell.
This ... this ... this ...
Divine Power!
This is Divine Power!
Divine Power ... how is it possible ... how is it possible!
The immovable Shen Wu Hai has a blank brain at this time. This amazing discovery is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Zhi La La exploded in his mind!
This is his last thought.
A ray of light descended from the sky, covering him, he felt only snow in front of him, and then lost consciousness.
Dozens of beams shot down from the temple, everyone was covered by a beam of light, Cultivator covered by the beam, regardless of the height of cultivation, the expression was frozen at this time, like a puppet.
Zuo Mo stopped his body, golden glow on his body was much darker, and was almost faint.
"Hmm ... hiss!"
The hoarse laughter came from under the mask, but it turned into a chill in the blink of an eye. Zuo Mo twitched his mouth hard, he wanted to laugh, but every muscle was sore, and even the muscles of his cheeks were sore. A slight pull was painful.
But even if his whole body is almost falling apart, and the soreness is everywhere, he can't reduce the pride and joy in his heart.
What is more ecstatic than a reversal in despair?
Looking at the guys like clay figures in front of him, Zuo Mo couldn't help but sigh of pride and regret.
These beams are the protective power of the temple. They can hold the enemy's body shape and deprive them of their consciousness. Zuo Mo felt the wave from the altar, and involuntarily thought of those obscure things obtained from the altar. The Zuo Mo in despair didn't have a choice between the four, holding the idea of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and began to try to communicate with the altar.
Unexpectedly, he was successfully communicated!
Zuo Mo, who successfully communicated, immediately understood why there was a fluctuation in the altar.
The temple that has been sealed for tens of thousands of years is re-opened, and the original remaining power is directly consumed at a faster rate.
The temple has one last strength left.
Without Zuo Mo's intervention, this last trace of power will turn the entire temple into ashes in flames. The wave of the altar is the last sign before the death of the temple.
But Zuo Mo, who successfully communicated with the altar, used the last strength of the temple to launch a fatal blow!
The power of the temple is unmatched. Even this last trace is far from Shen Wu Hai.
These beams, called "Golden Crow Restriction Light", are an extremely powerful attack on the temple. As long as it is shrouded in Golden Crow Restriction Light, it will lose all consciousness, like a puppet.
But Golden Crow Restriction Light is not able to kill the enemy directly, and once the opponent's body is injured, he will wake up from imprisonment. Nascent Soul like Shen Wu Hai, at this moment of waking up, is enough to let him kill Zuo Mo. Sun Shrine deals with the enemies that were shot by Golden Crow Restriction Light. Generally, they are directly thrown into Burning Divine Boundary, and they are tortured by flames and burned to death.
Can't kill these guys ...
Zuo Mo somewhat Regrets, but as soon as he turned his eyes, he soon laughed, of course, accompanied by some gasping sounds.
He tolerated his sore body and moved to Shen Wu Hai.
Seeing the puppet's Shen Wu Hai, his eyes were greedy and hot immediately, without hesitation, he began to explore on Shen Wu Hai.
ling armor, ring, talisman ...
The enthusiasm and joy of the harvest directly let Zuo Mo forget the pain of the body. He used the skillful method to strip Shen Wu Hai cleanly.
It's really clean ... Zuo Mo didn't leave even the last piece of shame.
This material is so good!
The Zuo Mo, whose eyes are very hot, immediately shines.
Luxury, luxury!
fifth-grade's tassel blended with crying bird feathers are carefully woven. There are three types of formation: "nourishing", "Strong" and "Long-lasting". Just sell two hundred fifth-grade Crystal Stone.
Two hundred fifth-grade Crystal Stone!
I really can't blame you!
Zuo Mo grinned, his technique became more and more sharp.
These people are either famous expert or a big hero. Which one is not rich? Zuo Mo can't take a closer look, only caress about stripping and removing nails.
Dead sea bamboo, Yin-Yang Everlasting Bead ...
His actions are extremely fast, and he is not the first time to do similar business. Natural efficiency is amazing.
The poor masked assassin failed to escape. He didn't escape when he was injured, but quietly approached, lurking in the dark, intending to get a shot when it was critical.
Naihe Temple recognized everyone in the entire temple except Zuo Mo. The mask Assassin was too late to escape and was also shot by Golden Crow Restriction Light.
For this guy who almost killed himself, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and stripped him aside. The mask on the other side's sign did not fall naturally.
Soon, there are only a group of white, unmoving puppets in the temple, clean, like a group of shaved white lambs.
"It's spectacular!"
Zuo Mo fled with emotion and pride. Golden Crow Restriction Light will not last long.