Even if he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ma Fan at this time was like a sword out of the sheath, and the sword intent was overflowing!

I didn't see him make any moves, and he vanished.

Xie Shan, who was cultivating "Evil Spirit", suddenly moved in his heart, stopped, and looked up at the sky. Almost at the same time, Shu Long also looked up at the sky, his face showing a look of emotion.

In the sky, Ma Fan stood quietly in the mist.

Those poisonous mist were repelled by an invisible force at this time, and they couldn't get close to the seven feet around Ma Fan. Ma Fan's whole body was drummed, but what was strange was that he looked terrifying, but everyone didn't feel much fluctuation in spiritual power.

"Sword Intent ......" Xie Shan's eyes widened, his light skyrocketed, and his expression changed slightly.

Ma Fan's arms were outstretched, like a big bird with wings, and his expression was solemn. The fog seemed to recede as if frightened, and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing around him.

With such a momentum, everyone in the Vermilion Bird Camp below was envious and admired. Boss Ma Fan deserves to be the boss of Ma Fan! In the Vermilion Bird Camp, sword cultivation is the mainstay, and everyone's cultivation and realm are not enough, but they are not lacking in eyesight, and they understand that Boss Ma Fan must have a new understanding of sword intent.

The one who sees it most clearly is Xie Shan.

The reason why the mist receded was because the space around Ma Fan was filled with countless ethereal and invisible sword intents! And these sword intents were quietly surging and flowing, as if they were giving birth to something.

Suddenly, Xie Shan was like being hit by a thunderbolt, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Ma Fan with a solemn expression in the sky, his eyes full of disbelief.

Transfiguration!

Sword Intent Transformation!

No way!

Isn't the transformation of sword intent a realm that only Jindan cultivators can achieve?, but the scene he was discovering in front of him made it difficult for him to accept. After a while, Xie Shan, who was standing still, gradually recovered his mind, his mouth was full of bitterness, his own cultivator who had cultivated to the Golden Pill had not cultivated to the realm of sword intent transformation, but it was Ma Fan, a cultivator in the condensation period, who comprehended it first.

Ma Fan's body was wrapped in dense and countless sword intents, these fragmented and transparent invisible sky sword intents.

Sky...... Sky......

Ma Fan, whose eyes were closed, was enlightened.

A majestic and vast fierce aura gathered from all directions, and Ma Fan was like a small boat, fluttering in the storm, and could be destroyed at any time!

This is......

Xie Shan immediately understood that Ma Fan was cultivating the Mingxiao Sword Technique! But he immediately frowned, showing a little worry, and glanced at the blood-stained red sky, and his heart was even more uneasy.

The sky here ...... It's not a good place to practice the "Mingxiao Sword Technique"!

The crimson sky became more terrifying, and black clouds quietly formed.

Ma Fan, who was in the middle of the storm, was in an even worse situation, and when he realized that something was wrong, there was no way back. The sky here is full of mysterious aura, which originated from the tragic war of 10,000 years ago, and after 10,000 years of formation, it can easily erode people's minds.

There are so many things in the sky here that don't belong in the sky!

The evil fog that had just been avoided suddenly surged violently, and dozens of tentacles formed by the evil fog rushed towards Ma Fan. Dozens of tentacles sealed every direction around Ma Fan, and he had nowhere to escape. These mist tentacles were as fast as arrows, and they all rushed towards Ma Fan, seeing that Ma Fan was about to be caught by them, snapping, and the mist tentacles that could fly around Ma Fan suddenly exploded one after another.

These sword intents were crushed by the sword intent that surrounded Ma Fan.

But, that's just the beginning!

Countless red-black mist tentacles flew up from the mist and rushed towards Ma Fan in the air.

The popping sound was endless, and there was too much fog that exploded, and after only a while, a thick fog formed. In the thick and thick fog, the dull pop did not stop at all. A red-black fog like a giant egg hung high in the air.

Everyone couldn't help but have a worried look on their faces, but they could only watch, helpless, and unable to help.

Mo Shui Mingkong.

Nan Yue looked at the senior who was almost paralyzed, and his eyes were full of respect. All along, in the Demon Mansion, she has been quite hardworking, but seeing how her predecessors cultivated today, she immediately felt that her hard work was nothing in front of her seniors.

"I'll come back later. ”

The predecessor dropped this sentence and disappeared.

Nan Yue was not too surprised, at this time she was full of fighting spirit, and her predecessors explained to her with practical actions how to cultivate. For "Tiannan Archery", she is not so eager, and what she learned today is enough for her to practice for a long time.

She retreated from Mo Shui Mingkong, what she learned today, she needed to digest.

Zuo Mo was very happy in his heart, very cool.

Thirty miles, it only took him five hours, one hour less than the Pu Demon requested. If you deduct the time to explain the little demon art to Nan Yue, it only took him four and a half hours. Especially when Zuo Mo caught the surprise and surprise in Pu Demon's eyes, he only felt indescribably cool.

In fact, his consciousness was almost exhausted. Four and a half hours of high-intensity cracking, the first time he tried, the reaction was naturally much stronger.

There was no time to slowly reminisce about this dark coolness, and he had to settle down immediately and regain his senses.

It took a full day for Zuo Mo to wake up from his meditation, and his consciousness was only half restored. It's a pity that there are no stars in the sky here, and he can't absorb the power of the stars. His Divine Consciousness Sutra skyrocketed last time, and although the number of stars in the void of the sea of consciousness did not increase, each star became brighter, dazzling, and shimmering in the void.

Zuo Mo's sea of knowledge has long been unrecognizable.

The previous Sword River was almost gone, which made Zuo Mo a little embarrassed. Those bewitching black fires have long been not as raging as before. Especially around the tombstone, the black fire disappeared completely, revealing the black and bright metal ground, and the black qi surrounding the tombstone was even more dense than before.

According to Pu Demon, he walked the path of refining gods with stars, and there was star sand in his divine consciousness, which contained the power of stars.

What is the power of the stars, Zuo Mo doesn't feel anything. However, the ten stars had grown, and his divine consciousness had recovered much stronger than before. Each star is sprinkled with brilliance, and the sea of knowledge is bathed in a faint starlight.

When Zuo Mo saw the huge fog in the sky, he was taken aback. Hurriedly grabbed Xie Shan and asked, and when he learned that it was Ma Fan who was cultivating the "Mingxiao Sword Technique", he couldn't help but be a little worried. But he didn't have much to do, among all the things he cultivated, the sword technique was the weakest now.

His strongest now is the Great Sun Demon Body, followed by demonic arts, he can't help but smile bitterly in his heart, as a cultivator, this is really nothing too to be proud of. Ma Fan's movement will not end in a while and a half, and Zuo Mo will not care.

He turned his face, but was stunned to find that Ah Ghost was looking at him. Usually, Ah Ghost and him are almost inseparable.

"How are you?" asked Zuo Mo tentatively.

Ah Ghost didn't respond, Zuo Mo shook his head, he was really whimsical. He grabbed Ah Ghost's hand, and his divine sense burrowed into his body, and examined it carefully.

His brow furrowed quickly.

The ghost's body was in a mess, and it was lifeless. From this point of view, it seems to be no different from usual, but Zuo Mo found that there was a very small purple spot on Ah Ghost's heart. Zuo Mo has to check on Ah Ghost every three or two days, and the situation in Ah Ghost's body is so familiar that he can't be more familiar.

The last time he checked, he didn't have this purple spot, so it can be seen that the purple spot was formed in the past few days.

Zuo Mo's heart sank suddenly, which meant that Ah Ghost's body had undergone new changes these days, and he couldn't help but be worried. If it is a good change, it is naturally a fortunate thing, but if it is a bad change, he has nothing to deal with.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt a strong sense of urgency.

He had to find the Shui Yun Fetus as soon as possible, but he also knew that if he rashly entered the depths of the mist, he was afraid that there would be no bones left. Everyone is cultivating desperately, and now is not a good time to enter the evil fog.

Zuo Mo's heart became inexplicably irritable, and he walked out of the camp.

The camp was on the edge of the fog, and wisps of different thicknesses of fog could be seen drifting slowly from time to time. His gaze was cast into the depths of the fog, what would be the situation inside?

"You can fish!" said the Pu Demon suddenly.

"Fishing?" Zuo Mo asked in amazement.

"Well, if you take a spiritual magic weapon, you will naturally lure a lot of evil spirits over. Pu Demon explained: "It's just a good time to practice with little demon arts, and"

"And what?"

"Don't you remember that you swallowed those spirit origins, if you want to strengthen your divine consciousness in a short period of time, this is a good idea. Immediately, Pu Demon sighed: "You are lucky!"

Zuo Mo suddenly came to his senses, and in his opinion, the soul is a tonic. The main reason why he wanted to learn the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique was to be able to strengthen his divine sense. With his current strength, it was too dangerous to go deep into the fog.

Sure enough, it's still a treacherous demon!

Zuo Mo felt extremely emotional, thought about it, and took out a magic weapon, which was the only six-grade magic weapon in his hand. He didn't dare to let the small tower act as bait, the last time it was too big. There is a trace of spirituality in the Nine Turns of the Sky Plate, although it is not as full of spirituality as the small tower, but it is very suitable to be used as bait.

The Nine Turns of the Earth Plate, which made countless people's eyes red, was thrown to the ground, and Zuo Mo was not far away, his eyes widening.

It didn't take long for a red light to rush out of the mist and hit the Nine Turns of Heaven Disk on the ground.

Zuo Mo smiled, and threw out the little demon spell that had been prepared in his hand a long time ago.

Zila!

The power of the little demon is not strong, but the demon magic originally restrained the evil soul, and this evil soul disappeared without even screaming. Zuo Mo was not in a hurry, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the extremely thin trace of origin flew into his mouth.

There are constantly evil spirits rushing out.

Zuo Mo soon discovered that the little demon technique was perfect for dealing with the evil soul. Now he is so familiar with the little witchcraft that he almost doesn't even have to think about it.

On the contrary, he needed to be careful that those spirit origin sources slipped through the net, and this time the feeling was clearer than the last time, and the spirit soul origin that was inhaled into his body drilled into the stars in the void of his sea of consciousness.

Compared to last time, the number of evil souls this time is much less, and Zuo Mo is also quite relaxed.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" I don't know when, Gongsun Cha came over and asked curiously.

Zuo Mo's hand shook, and a few wisps of essence soul origin floated towards Gongsun Cha. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]