Qinghuaxue has been secretly paying attention to the movements of Xiao Mogo. But since the last battle, it seems that the demon world has suddenly evaporated, and he has disappeared. Many of the forces interested in laughing Mogo tried their best to find no clues.

Who the hell is Laughing Mogo?

Nobody knows. This genius boy who was born out of thin air is as dazzling as a meteor and as mysterious as a meteor. No one knows where he came from, no one knows who he really is, no one knows where he learned his masterful tactics, which are full of classical flavors.

He is like a bottomless mystery.

Among the younger generation of demon clans, his strength is definitely not the top, and he is a master who is more powerful than him, and every hot-blooded demon clan teenager can report a bunch. His record so far is only one prison battle, one ring and one game of chess, which is much bleaker compared to those who have experienced a hundred battles at a young age and have a brilliant record.

But just this three battles, laughing at the name of Mogo, seems to have a strange magic, which makes countless people deeply fascinated.

Qinghuaxue, who has personally fought with him, feels much more deeply than most people.

She's been secretly keeping an eye on Laughing Mogo. Although the line she is in is a side branch of the Qinghua family, the power that can be mobilized is not comparable to that of ordinary families. And the grudge between Xiao Mogo and the Qinghua family, that is also well known, her attention to Xiao Mogo did not arouse anyone's suspicion in the clan, and the blue and white burial water even had the news of Xiao Mogo, she would get her sister.

However, as the laughing Mogo disappeared for longer and longer, gradually, many people lost patience, such as Ji Liyu.

Qinghuaxue is very patient, and she doesn't have countless other things to worry about like Ji Liyu, she is just an ordinary young man in the clan, and no one knows that she has an amazing strength, except for her brother Qinghua Burial Water vaguely guessed a little.

She waited patiently for her target.

Her waiting was rewarded, and Nan Yue, who had an unusual relationship with Xiao Mogo, led the clan to leave! This immediately caught her attention, so she immediately made an excuse to sneak out of the house and secretly follow Nan Yue and his party.

Several accidents during the trip caught her attention. Nan Yue seemed to almost notice that she was secretly following her several times, which surprised her quite a bit. Subsequently, along the way, Nan Yue's strength, especially the powerful demon technique, made Qinghuaxue, who was secretly tracking, more and more surprised.

It's no secret that Laughing Mogo possesses a large number of high-level hexes, which is one of the grounds for many to speculate that he has a distinguished background.

Although she was surprised by the power of "Tiannan Archery", she had no idea of snatching it, and her own "Blue Flower" was not inferior to the other party's witchcraft.

She secretly followed Nan Yue to the Cang clan station, and it didn't take long for the Ming Juezi clan to also arrive. All the signs made Qinghuaxue feel refreshed, it must be something to laugh at Mogo, otherwise, how could the three clans get together?

Time passed quickly, and the three clans lived next to each other, without any movement.

Qinghuaxue waited leisurely, not in the slightest hurry. She found a homestay very close to the place where the three tribes lived and rented it, and the nearby residents were full of affection for this gentle and quiet little girl, and some kind aunts and aunts came to help every now and then, but she felt much happier than when she was at home.

On this day, she woke up early in the morning as usual.

She lives on the edge of a forest, facing a river. The place where the three tribes live is on the other side of the river, and she can see the situation on the other side without going out.

On the other side of the river, a large group of people gathered in a clearing by the river.

Qinghuaxue could see clearly that it was Nan Yue and the three of them who were at the head, and they seemed to be practicing some battle formation.

Qinghuaxue's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, forming a war department?

Thinking of the identity of the golden warrior of Xiaomogo, she felt that there was nothing strange about it, but she had been staring at the three clans for a long time, and he knew exactly what was going on with the three clans. Among the three clans, the Cang clan is the strongest, but it is only a small clan, the Nanyue clan even has only eleven people left, and the Ming Juezi clan is also a small clan.

With such a few people, it is impossible to form a war department at all, but Nan Yue's training is obviously a battle formation!

Although Qinghuaxue knew very little about the battle array, she could still see the power of it, and a bold idea suddenly broke into her mind

- Laughing Mogo is back!

For some reason, deep in her heart at this time, she was so quiet that she was excited!

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Pu Demon's "grand plan", Zuo Mo didn't take it seriously at all. He felt that this was just a toss of the Pu Demon who wanted to wash away the shame after being taken away by the guard.

War Department?

How many people are there in Nanyue? What kind of war department are they formed!

He just sympathized with Nan Yue and them, and estimated that the anger on Pu Demon's face would be vented on this group of poor children. But he didn't plan to stop it, in case the anger of the Pu Demon was transferred to him, he couldn't bear it!

Tenants are in a hurry, and it's always the landlord who suffers!

Therefore, Zuo Mo shut up rationally, never interjected, and never objected.

Nanyue, you guys, when my brother is developed, my brother will compensate you well......

So, Zuo Mo rejoined his cultivation with peace of mind.

Everything was going well on the island, there was nothing for him to worry about, and he could finally cultivate with peace of mind. This is not easy for him.

After the three forces are combined, his three powers can be converted into each other, but there are also strong and weak ones. There is no doubt that his demon body is the strongest, followed by divine sense, and spiritual power ranks last.

And now, he finally realized the trouble that the shortcomings of spiritual power brought him. The three forces are like a bucket made of three large planks, and the amount of water that can hold in this bucket does not depend on the longest plank, but on the shortest plank.

His poor spiritual power is undoubtedly the shortest plank.

If he can't make up for this shortcoming, then no matter how high the other two planks are, they won't have any effect.

In fact, his demon body and divine consciousness were almost completely stagnant and growing, and Zuo Mo knew very well that the original culprit of this situation was his spiritual power.

Poor Zuo Mo was holding a black refining futon in his right hand and a handful of spars in his left hand. I have been cultivating my spiritual power day and night, just hoping to improve my spiritual power as soon as possible.

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Etherealism.

"What?" Lu Zhen's face changed drastically, and his voice was hoarse: "How did the news leak out?"

Huang Jie's face turned pale, his eyes were full of horror, and he said with a hint of trembling: "I don't know! We have kept it a good secret! The people below have no chance to contact the outside at all......"

"How did that leak out?" Lu Zhen interrupted him angrily, his forehead was unconsciously covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and his neck was bruised.

"I don't know...... I don't know ......" Huang Jie's face was as pale as paper, and he lost his soul like a dream.

At this moment, a disciple stumbled over.

"Oh no! Oh no! Boss! Li San was killed......

Thump.

Huang Jie's legs were weak, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face full of despair.

At this time, Lu Zhen regained a trace of calm, he knew that the most important thing at this time was not to do other remedies, but to report to the higher authorities immediately!

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Zong Ru walked barefoot on the streets of Void Spirit City with his eyes closed, like an ordinary meditation practitioner. Those who knew him along the way all showed respect and saluted him silently.

In a short period of time, Turtle Island has become the most respected force among low-level cultivators in Void Spirit City.

Compared to the indifference of the Ethereal Spirit Sect and the exploitation and oppression of other forces, Turtle Island's friendliness to low-level cultivators was something they had never seen before.

Among the many cultivation classes on Turtle Island, there are several sects that are the most attentive.

Meditation is a very special group of practitioners, and their dedication to promoting the Zen path far exceeds that of other practitioners. Sword cultivators only ask about swords, and many sword cultivators have no heirs in their lives, and will only leave their mantle to people before they die. Fu Xiu was obsessed with the rune array and had no interest in teaching apprentices. Most of the scattered cultivators are passed from father to son, and from son to grandson.

Meditation is about purifying sentient beings, who are more willing to pass on what they have learned.

Zong Ru's first practice of "Tianbo Fist Technique" was taught for free by an old meditation practitioner he encountered. Although the training class charges a fee, in fact, the number of people who come to each class far exceeds the number of people in the class.

He never drove away, just explained quietly.

With that deep and quiet temperament, even Yi Zheng, who was born in a famous family, had to be respected.

Yi Zheng still can't understand why a wild meditation cultivator is even more powerful than those senior brothers in the temple! It's not his strength, but his meditation temperament!

Zongru preaches Zen for a very long time, often for several days at a time.

More and more people come to the lectures, and many other cities are also coming to meditate.

After the lecture, Zongru likes to walk the streets. For some reason, every time he walked among the bustling crowds, he could feel an inexplicable throbbing. The throbbing pounded against his mind, as if trying to tell him something.

Walking became one of his lessons.

But today......

Zongru stopped.

On the opposite side of the street corner, a group of people covered in precious light talked and laughed unscrupulously.

"Yo, this Void Spirit City is quite prosperous!" The man in red who spoke, he looked like a hanger, and he looked around with his eyebrows, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "That girl is good!"

"Where?" "Where?"

A few people next to him suddenly became energetic and hurriedly came up.

"Oh, that, see it, it's the one in the blue armor! This spirit bone ......" The man in red drooled.

Several others were also staring at each other.

"Alright, be honest with me!"

The few people who were still drooling just now suddenly wilted, like frosted eggplants.

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, his tone was cold, and his gaze slowly swept around.

Strangely, his gaze was like the ice underground, with an astonishing coldness, and everywhere he passed, the temperature plummeted, freezing to the bone, and a puddle of water stained frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surrounding pedestrians were all shocked and scattered in a hurry.

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Zong Ru.

Silently, Zong Ru had an extra layer of hoarfrost all over his body, especially his eyebrows, which were covered with frost.

His eyebrows suddenly shook twice, the frost fell, and Zong Ru slowly opened his eyes. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]