Everyone stayed where they were, their brains blank.

Don't talk about the victory or defeat, but at least in the eyes of everyone, it should be a fierce fight, you come and go, the battle is stalemate, and finally it ends in a miserable victory. But as a result, he defeated three people in one move, and as a result, everyone's jaws almost fell to the ground. Even the disciples of the Wukong Sword Sect, who were full of confidence in Zuo Mo, lost their ability to speak for a while.

Xiaoguo looked at Zuo Mo blankly.

The appearance of the senior brother who scavenged from the other party just now......

Hmm, why did you use the word "search"? No, no, no, senior brother, this is seizing the spoils of war! Xiaoguo subconsciously defended his senior brother.

"Here you go. Zuo Mo threw the thousand-year-old peach hairpin that had just been picked from Tao Shu'er's head to Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo subconsciously caught it. The female disciples suddenly gasped, their eyes turned red and red, staring at the peach hairpin in Xiaoguo's hand, like a group of rabbits staring at a carrot fiercely.

"It's a pity that the spirit armor on her body was damaged, otherwise, it would be appropriate to peel it off for you. Zuo Mo muttered with some regret. He hadn't thought about how inappropriate it would be for a woman to peel off a female cultivator's spiritual armor in public.

After a while, Xiaoguo came back to her senses, looking at the peach hairpin in her hand, her hand shook, like an electric shock, and almost threw it away: "Senior brother, this is too precious!"

Although she didn't know how good this peach hairpin was, she could feel its extraordinaryness when she held it in her hand. This peach hairpin is too valuable!

This kind of good thing, senior brother should keep it for himself!

Zuo Mo's eyes glanced at the unconscious three people, and said impatiently: "If you give it to you, what are you talking about." ”

Xiaoguo was most afraid that Zuo Mo would be impatient, and suddenly he didn't dare to say anything.

Zuo Moqiang pressed the urge in his heart to strip the unconscious three people to the brim, turned his face, and looked at Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan.

"Do you want to fight again today?" the voice was as gentle as Grandma Wolf.

Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan shivered in unison, and their heads shook like rattles.

"Really don't fight?"

The two of them hurriedly nodded like chickens pecking rice, clasped their hands on their chests, and subconsciously took two steps back. In their eyes, Zuo Mo had completely transformed into the most terrifying demon.

"It's disappointing. When Zuo Mo said such a sentence expressionlessly, the deep regret revealed in his words made Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan's hearts beat violently again. Zuo Mo waved his hand: "Take them away, don't bother me in the future." ”

The two of them looked at each other as if they had been pardoned, quickly picked up the unconscious three, and ran away. That look, it's like only hating my father and mother for having two legs.

When the figures of the two disappeared, Zuo Mo couldn't hold back anymore and sat on the ground. Seeing this, Xiaoguo was immediately shocked, ran over and asked anxiously, "Senior brother, are you injured?"

Looking at this apple face full of concern, Zuo Mo's heart felt warm.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a little off. Zuo Mo waved his hand, pretending to be disapproving, and then took out a pill from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to meditate cross-legged.

Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan didn't stop until they couldn't see Wukong Mountain at all, and the two of them were out of breath.

"Is that guy human?" Yan Mingzi said weakly: "This is too far from the intelligence." ”

"Thankfully, we were fast. Hu Shan looked happy.

Yan Mingzi also had palpitations: "But isn't it? If you don't see the way he looks at us, you want to strip us all naked!"

The two couldn't help but think of Zuo Mo's eyes, like no clothes in the ice and snow, they couldn't help but shiver again, and said in unison: "It's terrible!"

After a while, the two of them gradually came out of Zuo Mo's shadow, and Yan Mingzi pointed to the unconscious three: "What should they do?"

Hu Shan thought of carrying them to the sect, and gritted his teeth: "Wake them up." ”

After a while, three extremely terrible screams came out in the distance.

"Zuo Mo, I am inseparable from you!"

"Give me back my shoes......"

"The old lady fought with you!"

......

Zuo Mo is extremely proud, from the line, he is an out-and-out shotgun for gun.

Holding a dripping sword, hanging fire at the waist, pointing to the blue water ring, and wind boots under his feet, how can he be coquettish?

This outfit is Su Yixia, who is known for his wealthy family in the door, and when he saw it for the first time, he was also dumbfounded. I muttered in my heart, could it be that Senior Brother Zuo Mo went to rob which magic treasure store?

Proud and proud, life has to be passed, and Zuo Mo needs to spend time taking care of the rented spiritual garden. In addition, his daily cultivation could not be delayed, and his days were quite fulfilling. It's only been a few days, but no one has come to challenge him, which makes Zuo Mo very disappointed.

In these years, any planting and alchemy are not as fast as grabbing. This is simply a profitless, empty glove white wolf! Zuo Mo was very sorry, he knew that the last sword of that day should not have knocked all three of them unconscious at once. A long stream of water is king!

He didn't know that because of the strong strength he displayed, the Lingying faction was shocked up and down. Especially the heroic posture of his final "capture" of the trophies, under the vigorous rendering of Yan Mingzi and Hu Shan, spread throughout the Lingying faction.

The nickname "Skinning Zombie" just went away.

Skinned zombies are undoubtedly the last opponents they want to be tainted with. They have always relied on expensive magic weapons and countless spars to fight, but if they provoke the skinned zombies, wouldn't they send money to the other party? According to the detailed description of Yan Mingzi, a magic weapon identification expert, and compared with the magic weapon lost by the five people, it proves that the skinned zombie is extremely old-fashioned and knowledgeable. If you lose, what you lose will definitely be the most valuable and expensive magic weapon on your body!

But if you bring some junk goods to challenge, the already pitifully low win rate will be infinitely close to zero.

The gentlemen of the Lingying faction are all human spirits, and they are all handsome men who know the current affairs, and no one dares to provoke this "skinning zombie" anymore.

The elders of the Wukong Sword Gate were not there, and Zuo Mo lived happily. In particular, no one cares about his alchemy.

He would refine a batch of gold Karasuma every few days, which was a very stable source of income. However, he doesn't plan to spend too much energy on this right now. Although the golden black pill is quite profitable, it is only a first-grade elixir after all, and the profit is limited. Zuo Mo is now being nourished by the vision of this superb magic weapon on his body. If he only relied on refining the golden black pill, it would take him at least half a year to afford any of these magic weapons.

The price of ordinary three-grade magic weapons is not too expensive, and Zuo Mo can afford it. But the price of a superb product like this will reach an unbelievable level.

Zuo Mo began to pick up again what he had tried some time ago. With the essence of the sun as the mainstay, supplemented by the fire rune array, a spirit pill was re-refined.

The previous failed attempts to regain it weren't entirely for the sake of the hedrons.

He's going for the Golden Crow!

The Golden Crow Fire is a four-grade fire, if he can have it, the low-grade spirit pill he refines, the grade can be raised by one level. Moreover, the golden black fire is one of the sources of all fires in the world, and it can be blended with many fires. If you can encounter a better fire in the future, you can also incorporate it into other fires.

Of course, for Zuo Mo at this stage, the Golden Crow Fire is already the best fire in the world! What's more, it is possible for him to rely on his own strength to obtain the Golden Crow Fire, what makes him more full of fighting spirit?

He almost went headlong into his master's book room and began to browse carefully to find the spirit grass that could withstand the essence of the sun and neutralize its domineering power.

Just as Zuo Mo was ready to concentrate on it and start tackling the problem, the pink paper crane fell from the sky.

"Master, what about the answer to the last game?"

Zuo Mo suddenly slapped his head and secretly exclaimed, these days, he is addicted to alchemy every day, and he has long forgotten about the so-called game. In desperation, he had no choice but to reply: "I'm sorry, I'm a little busy these days." ”

"The master doesn't pay attention to the slave, and the slave is sad. ”

Left Mo's head is intimate, threatening, this is definitely a threat.

"How about you in two days?" Zuo Mo decided that even if he didn't eat or sleep for the past two days, he must solve this game. He knows how ruthless this paper crane girl is!

However, he once again underestimated the ruthlessness of the paper crane girl.

When Zuo Mo nervously folded the pink paper crane that had just flown in, he only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the surrounding scene changed.

"Dead woman!" Zuo Mo was angry and scolded!

It wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a situation, and it wasn't the first time this dead woman had used this tactic.

"Hehe, don't scold me, who told you not to pay attention to others? I don't want to play with the slave, so the slave has to have some fun by himself. Hee-hee, this is the maze that the slave learned when he was seven years old, it's very fun. Take your time and enjoy it. ”

There was a sweet and charming voice in the air, with a bit of laziness and carelessness.

"Dead woman!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words from between his teeth. If the other party was in front of him, he would definitely pounce directly and chop her into meat sauce with a dripping sword. This dead woman who is careless, bored and empty!

The scolding did not get any response, and the angry Zuo Mo gradually calmed down.

Maze?

He looked around, and inexplicably, he panicked. At his feet, there were countless lattices. Each lattice is one foot square, or pure black or pure white, arranged at a distance, looking far away, with no end in sight.

Hallucination, this is an illusion! Zuo Mo told himself desperately in his heart.

Since the other party said that it was a maze, it must be an illusion.

However, all this was so real that Zuo Mo could even feel the hardness coming from the lattice under his feet. Empty, with nothing, Zuo Mo was like standing in a vast wilderness, isolated and helpless.

But fortunately, at least there is nothing dangerous, Zuo Mo is a little at ease.

He began to think about it, and he walked out of this maze. The formations he knows are already pitiful, and the maze in front of him is obviously not among them. This dead woman will be lost at the age of seven......

Zuo Mofu began to grit his teeth again.

Suddenly, a cloud of mist drifted out of nowhere.

But the fog comes and goes as fast as it comes.

But when the fog cleared, Zuo Mo saw the scene in front of him and was stunned.