Su suddenly moved to Luo Li's side, and Luo Li was secretly vigilant.

"Are you Zuo Mo's senior brother?" Su decided to do it himself, and the soft rice zombie hadn't reacted at all yet. Soft rice zombies can be indifferent to victory, but she can't.

"Hmm. Luo Li hummed in surprise.

"One for each person. Su's speed of speech was extremely fast: "I pick on ghosts." ”

Luo Li was even more surprised, could it be Zuo Mo's friend? Is it true or false? His mind spun quickly, weighing the gains and losses.

He secretly defended himself, but he didn't hesitate to say, "Okay, I'll pick the yellow-faced man." "Although it is impossible to tell whether it is true or not, it is not harmful to him from any point of view.

The two sides are open at the touch of a button.

In verse 151, the conversation between the two was heard clearly by the other three.

Chang Heng was indifferent, the yellow-faced man smiled, and the ghost wind disappeared directly in place.

Everyone has a tacit understanding in their hearts, and they are looking for a place to catch the right fight, but Chang Chang Heng stayed in place, looking up at the halos above his head and falling into thought.

Zuo Mo didn't pay attention to what was happening in the array, and after making up his mind, he didn't waver.

The injuries in his body had a great impact on him, and the spiritual power in his body was a little sluggish, and since he cultivated the "Fetal Breath Refining God", he had not tasted the pain of being injured in his divine consciousness for a long time. But in the previous two battles, even his best divine sense could not be spared.

This was the result of the battle across the realm, and even with the help of the power of the rune array, he would still inevitably be injured.

But if it were just from the surface, no one would have thought that he had injured the meridians and internal organs. His gaze is focused on peace, clear and serene, without a trace of distraction, and although his fingering is not as fast as lightning before, it is also like flowing water, giving people another sense of beauty.

In the sky, Wuling Sanren couldn't help but sigh: "This son will become a great weapon!"

Wei Fei also showed appreciation: "The one hundred and fifty-first enlightenment "To be able to build a foundation and cultivate, block the three swords of Nanmen Yang with all his strength, and seriously injure Zong Mingyan, it is enough to be proud! God really loves the Wukong Sword Gate, one Wei Sheng, one Zuo Mo, a hundred years worry-free!"

For some reason, Wuling Sanren suddenly sighed: "It's a pity, I was born at the wrong time! Under the nest, how can there be eggs? Such a talent, if you die young, it is a pity!"

Wei Fei laughed: "I disagree with the Sanren. It is precisely because of their outstanding talent that they need to be tempered even more. Heroes come out of troubled times! Without troubled times, it is difficult to see heroes!"

When the people of Wuling Sanren heard this, they laughed at themselves: "Brother Wei is right, I'm old, I'm really old." ”

There are no distractions in his heart, no heart of victory or defeat, and he is as peaceful as one, and the speed of Zuo Mobu's formation has unconsciously increased greatly. With little to think about it, the material slips through your fingers and the recipe takes shape and blends freely.

In a short time, the Heavenly Ring Moon Roaring Array of the Seventy-two Sub-Arrays was unexpectedly completed!

He looked at the completed large array in front of him in a daze, a little incredulous, and a little thoughtful.

Seriously injured in a hard battle, he woke up in a coma, and his mood changed from agitation to peace. At the beginning, he was full of expectations and strong desire to win, to the disillusionment of hope and only to hurt the enemy, and then to the current focus on nothing else, no idea of winning or losing, in a short period of time, he seems to have experienced a long time.

He stood in the middle of the formation, like a clay sculpture, motionless.

At the top of the main peak, the battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping was still going on.

Wei Sheng's vision was blood-colored and blurry. He was covered in countless sword wounds, and the blood that flowed soaked his clothes, blurring his face, as if he had become a bloody man!

Many viewers who watched the competition couldn't bear to watch it at this time, and even Tian Songzi couldn't help but run over and ask if they wanted to stop the competition. Pei Yuanran didn't stop competing, but he clenched his fists, and his nails sank deep into the flesh without realizing it.

Gu Rongping was not happy, he had three sword marks on his body, the three sword marks were not deep, but the blood was still wet on his chest. His sword intent was still as whimsical as before, and there was no trace to follow, but the onlookers could still easily detect his weakness.

No one would think that Gu Rongping's strength was not good, and it was natural for him to be weak after fighting for such a long time.

Gu Rongping also knew that his situation was getting worse and worse, but he couldn't help it. An hour ago, Wei Sheng was already covered in bruises and crumbling, but an hour passed, and Wei Sheng was still struggling to support himself. He seemed to be about to fall at any moment, but he didn't fall. Every time Gu Rongping felt that if he used more force, he would be able to defeat the other party, but when he exerted his strength, he found that except for leaving a sword wound on the opponent's body, there was no gain, and the other party could still block it.

Without waiting for Wei Sheng to fall, Gu Rongping found himself unknowingly in a predicament.

The three sword wounds on his body are proof of this.

His sword technique is like peeling off a cocoon, spreading a large net to trap the opponent, and then slowly draining the opponent's strength, causing the opponent to lose all the space and suffocate to death. He managed to trap his opponent, but he didn't stop struggling.

The two sides are at a stalemate. The opponent's tenacity was far beyond his expectations, his spiritual power was rapidly draining, his sword was gradually losing its sharpness, his movements began to become sluggish, and the opponent grabbed his flaws and counterattacked!

The more time passed, the heavier the fear in Gu Rongping's heart.

Wei Sheng is like a tireless beast, more like a lifeless soldier who knows no pain. The sword flashed past him, and apart from hearing his muffled snort, except for the splashes of blood, he could no longer see that it had any effect on him.

A war between the hunter and the beast, and the hunter gradually loses his advantage.

Zuo Mo's rune array made everyone feel gorgeous and dazzling, which was surprising. And the battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping shocked everyone, a shock from the depths of their souls!

Time passed little by little, the discussion became quieter and quieter, and the unbearable in the eyes of many people became more and more intense.

Watching a bloody man covered in blood silent, fighting and struggling in embarrassment. The figure flying in the air was crumbling, and the blood flowing all over his body was spilling from the air.

No one is still in the mood to speak.

Although Wei Sheng has not yet won, in the eyes of everyone, there is only this figure covered in blood.

The battle for Shoto Pavilion is still going on. The Celestial Ring Moon Formation attracted the vast majority of the masters, causing many people to cheer and cheer, and many people thought that their battle in the top ten would increase dramatically. However, things turned out exactly the opposite of what they imagined.

Without the deterrence of the masters, many cultivators who had originally planned to hide their bodies lost pressure and patience, they no longer hid in the corners, and the battle became more intense.

However, no one dared to approach the Heavenly Ring Moon Roaring Array, and no one dared to approach the main peak.

The Heavenly Ring Moon Roaring Array was like a mysterious demon beast, with its mouth wide open, and no one knew what was going on inside. And the tragic battle between the two people on the main peak made all the cultivators in the Songtao Pavilion who witnessed it feel terrified, deeply afraid!

Even the judges in the Songtao Pavilion were all focused on these two places, wishing that all the other battles would end immediately.

Zuo Mo felt as if he had fallen into a huge gray bubble, and he was filled with strange gray matter up and down, left and right.

Although he was wearing a spirit armor, the spirit armor did not give him any sense of isolation, as if he was naked and soaked in gray substance. It's not warm, it's not cold, it's a strange feeling, the only thing he can accurately describe is familiarity. He seemed to be very familiar with this gray substance, and he was no stranger to it at all.

What is this gray matter? He seems to understand everything, and he seems to understand nothing.

He reached out and grabbed it, but found nothing.

Where is this? What is this?

He felt he should know, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't. He was a little dazed, everything around him didn't give him any hints, and his only clue was that sense of familiarity.

What the hell is this? Zuo Mo couldn't help frowning and pondering, he felt that he had to find out the answer.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed another handful of gray matter, again without moving anything.

This thing is like air, formless and substantial, Zuo Mo thought to himself.

And so on, formless and insubstantial......

Zuo Mo shook suddenly, he knew what it was!

This is Divine Consciousness!

The moment he told himself that this was his consciousness, the familiarity in his body suddenly intensified, and at the same time, the scenery around him changed abruptly.

Far away beneath our feet was a place that resembled an island, a sea of fire, and countless bright red flames danced. A tombstone on which sits a man dressed in black. There is also a straight river, which is very muddy and can only be faintly seen in two different colors.

This is the sea!

Zuo Mo could see that the pu demon on the tombstone looked very surprised, and he couldn't help but shout, but no matter how hard he shouted, the pu demon couldn't hear it.

He had to give up and began to look around.

The entire sea of knowledge was wrapped in this gray substance, which was completely different from what Zuo Mo had imagined before. He remembered that in the sea of knowledge, he saw that all around him was a dark and silent void, except for the stars in the sky.

That's right!

He remembered that above the void, there were four stars!

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw stars.

There are a total of four stars in the sky, one of which is the brightest and the other three are slightly darker.

In the past, every time he entered the sea of consciousness, he felt that the four stars were very far away, and only then did he realize that the four stars were four small boats, floating on the outer wall of the divine consciousness.

He realized.

At this moment, the four stars suddenly began to shed a little starlight. The starlight is like silver sand, slowly falling into the gray divine consciousness, but the gray divine consciousness is too big, and the little starlight is pitiful. But the four stars, spraying starlight continuously, are not fast.

Zuo Mo didn't know what the use of this little starlight like silver sand suddenly was, but it was clear that his divine sense seemed to be beginning to change.

Wei Fei and Wuling Sanren watched the battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rongping with great interest, not only them, but the entire Songtao Pavilion commentators were all paying attention to this tragic battle. Suddenly, Wuling Sanren seemed to notice something, and couldn't help but turn his face and subconsciously glanced at the big array under his feet. At this moment, his gaze froze.

In the talisman array, Zuo Mo opened his arms, as if he wanted to hug something, and stood in place like a puppet, his eyes empty and withdrawn.

Around him, the air was like burning wood, with a slight crackling sound from time to time!!!