Zou Han weathered in the air little by little, leaving only a few magic weapons, and the poisonous fan and the poisonous mist were frozen into ice slag by the yin fire beads, and then weathered. Zuo Mo didn't feel a pity, the poisonous fan was quite disliked. However, there are a few magic weapons left, and the texture and luster are excellent.

It's a pity that now is not the time to appreciate them one by one, Zuo Mo swept them all into his ring.

Zuo Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what he sighed was not the power of the Yin Fire Bead, but the emotion No wonder the head of the sect likes to put that sentence: "We are sword cultivators, what we want, we only need to use the sword to get it!"

Fighting is one of the fastest ways to accumulate wealth!

He just killed the two Condensation Stage cultivators, and the magic weapon spar he obtained made him feel that his waist bag was directly bulging in the 192nd Sanskrit Sound Ring [First Shift].

With the powerful Yin Fire Bead as the confidence, and the huge benefit stimulation, Zuo Mo's eyes turned red.

He looked at the other cultivators as if he were seeing a flock of fat lambs!

That's a lot of spar!

At this moment, a Brahma sound suddenly sounded, and a golden light suddenly lit up in the big array, piercing the sky!

Zuo Mo's eyes showed a look of ecstasy, and the Sanskrit sound ring was successfully refined!

The fiery red Sanskrit ring has completely turned into golden, without the texture of copper, like a golden ring. There was a faint flow of electricity around his body, could it be that the thunder in the ball of light was also absorbed by the Sanskrit sound ring? Zuo Mo was not only surprised, but also even more delighted.

Every time there is an electric light flowing through the ring, the Sanskrit sound ring will emit a trace of Sanskrit sound, low or high, but it is majestic and solemn!

At this time, the weather suddenly changed dramatically, and a brilliant tomorrow hung high in the sky. The golden warm light sprinkled down, and the hanging filaments were all dyed golden yellow, like golden filaments. The halo on the gold filament has also changed from a cool moonlight to a golden orange.

The previous coolness was swept away like water, and now the big array, the sun is shining, and the group of evil spirits is easy to dispel the 192nd Sanskrit sound ring [first update]!

The remaining black wind thieves in the big array had a completely different feeling, as if they were in the wilderness before, the night was like water, and it was treacherous and gloomy. At this time, the scorching sun was like fire on his head, and he suddenly ran from the cold wilderness to the hot desert.

The black wind thieves in the formation are all vicious people who have been licking blood for a long time, and their minds are naturally not so fragile, but they still feel waves of strong pressure!

The previous Heavenly Ring Moon Roaring Array made people guard against possible attacks at any time, but now the large array makes people need to use spiritual power all the time to compete with that ** Sanskrit sound. Now the big array is more aggressive!

It's no wonder that Zuo Mo is so ecstatic, it's like someone sent a pillow just after dozing off!

There are Yin Fire Beads, coupled with the large array that is now rejuvenated, and the odds of winning against this gang of thieves have greatly increased.

Zuo Mo quickly changed his mind, just now he tried to kill as much as possible, but now he doesn't let go of any of them. Each one of them is a lot of spars!

These evil people with blood on their hands, let my brother come to Chaodu!" Zuo Mo thought righteously.

At this time, Zuo Mo, like a seasoned hunter, was not in a hurry to immediately collect the hunting nets laid down. His divine sense connected to the small tower, carefully comprehending every bit of change in the new formation. The Sanskrit ring has changed so much that he needs to re-adapt.

The black wind thieves in the formation began to panic, and the boss was silent, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. After falling into the rune array, they were like a swarm of flies, at a loss.

The pressure on them from the new great array has increased dramatically, and the pervasive Sanskrit sound must use spiritual power to resist, and the consumption of spiritual power has doubled. They are not ignorant novices, and what they are most afraid of is the current situation in which they need to constantly consume spiritual power.

On the battlefield, spiritual power is a cultivator's greatest reliance, and experienced cultivators will carefully control their spiritual power consumption.

The small tower really deserves to be the natal magic weapon, and the insight is subtle, and the new changes in the Sanskrit sound ring flash in Zuo Mo's mind like flowing water. Zuo Mo subconsciously praised it, but unexpectedly, a wave of joy and smugness came from the small tower.

Zuo Mo was stunned for a moment, and then froze.

Could it be that Xiaota really has his own emotions and thoughts?

The process of the formation of the small tower is amazing, and now that he thinks about it, Zuo Mo still feels that there are too many incredible places. But in his eyes, the small pagoda is a magic weapon, which only comes from his divine sense and is connected to his heart. In plain life, Xiaota often reveals a human side, but Zuo Mo just thinks it is very spiritual, but he didn't expect that Xiaota will really have a sense of self.

The self-consciousness of the Dharma weapon is called spiritual consciousness.

The consciousness that came from the small tower just now made Zuo Mo suddenly realize that the small tower has spiritual sense!

God! How is this possible?

The magic weapons that can possess spiritual consciousness are all the top magic weapons. The natal magic weapon had already made him feel that he had hit a big luck and fell into the heap of hedrons.

A natal magic weapon with spiritual sense!

Oh!

The sudden happiness made Zuo Mo tremble with excitement, and his eyes were shining as he looked at Xiao Ta, who seemed to want to stuff Xiao Ta into his mouth! Xiao Ta suddenly shrank back timidly, and his five-story body trembled.

"Come on, come on, good son, let Daddy take a good look!" Zuo Mo drooled and beckoned to Xiaota, looking indescribably obscene.

The little tower could indeed be regarded as half of his son, and its spiritual consciousness came from his divine sense.

Xiao Ta's body was crumpled and trembling.

After careful inspection for a long time, he couldn't see the reason. In desperation, he had no choice but to let the small tower go.

He wondered when he would remember how he had refined the small tower last time. Think about the fact that you are full of radiant light, and you have a natal spiritual knowledge magic weapon behind you with a long tail in tow, what a wind it should be!

Specializing in robbing bandits, who dares to resist, all the natal magic weapons are smashed down!

Fantasizing about his majestic posture sweeping in all directions, something suddenly hit him on his waist, and when he looked down, it was a small tower, Zuo Mo came back to his senses, and reached out to wipe the saliva on the corner of his mouth.

Little Tower reminds him that the bandits want to escape.

Want to escape?

Zuo Mo let out a series of hehey sneers. He was still jealous just now, but now the remaining bandits are all regarded by him as fish and meat on the board, waiting for him to slaughter.

The Sanskrit sound ring had been upgraded to the fourth grade before, and the refining level had not changed this time, but the power was not the same. With the three natures of fire, sound, and thunder, fire is the golden black fire that can be ranked in the top ten among the four-grade flames, and thunder is the four-grade yang gang thunder. The only regret is probably the Sanskrit note array engraved by the ring sound seal, and the grade is only three grades. Otherwise, this Sanskrit sound ring is definitely a rare four-grade top-level magic weapon!

But even so, the current Sanskrit sound ring can definitely be regarded as a fourth-grade high-level magic weapon.

After the magic weapon reaches the fourth grade, due to the great increase in the magic nature, it needs to be divided more carefully. The four-grade magic weapon is the best at the top, and it is the best and most outstanding four-grade magic weapon. Further down are the upper, intermediate, and lower. But the natal magic weapon and the spiritual magic weapon like the small tower are all located on the top of the stairs.

The fourth-grade Sanskrit sound ring, plus the small pagoda of the natal spiritual consciousness magic weapon, can instantly kill the Yin Fire Bead of the cultivators of the Condensation Period, and the third-grade runic soldiers that Zuo Mo has never used......

Zuo Mo was full of confidence, and he realized at this time that he had so many killing moves in his hands!

When there is such a great opportunity, how could Zuo Mo let these black wind thieves escape?

The small tower flew into the sky, regaining control of the large array, the light and shadow of the large array changed, the Sanskrit sound ring shook slightly, and the Sanskrit sound spread like a tide.

The black wind thief in the formation only felt that the surrounding scene had changed again, and the pressure that had been there just now suddenly became stronger. The constant Sanskrit sound seemed to ring in their ears, and the strong tingling sensation made them want to stop involuntarily. It's as if a voice is desperately whispering in their heads: "Sleep, just sleep......"

The eyelids were surprisingly heavy, the vigilance and vigilance in the heart wore off little by little, the heart gradually calmed down, and the drowsiness became more and more intense.

The black wind thieves knew so well that everyone was terrified, so they had to use their spiritual power more quickly to resist the pervasive Sanskrit sound.

They finally realized that the longer they delayed, the worse it would be for them.

They launched their killing moves almost at the same time!

Countless swords and magic weapons shot up into the sky, shooting in unison towards the brilliant scorching sun in the sky!

The counterattack of this group of black wind thieves before they died frightened Zuo Mo, and the pride in his heart just now suddenly disappeared. If the target of their move is themselves, they are afraid that they will not even have a little ash left.

Boom!

The Sanskrit sound ring shook violently!

The golden light around the body soared, the sound was like rolling thunder, and the majestic and solemn Sanskrit sound changed, like the Buddha's angry roar, fierce and fierce! The black wind thief in the formation only felt a shock all over his body, and the spiritual power in his body was out of control. Everyone's faces changed in unison, but when they looked up, their faces suddenly turned like dirt. I saw countless fist-sized thunderbolts rolling down the hanging filaments like balls.

The large array is running at full strength, the weather is strict, and the domineering aura is diffused and dispersed, carrying the power of crushing everything, and it cannot be resisted.

Zuo Mo was dumbfounded, and was shocked, so powerful! The counterattack of the Sanskrit sound ring is in no way inferior to the "Moon Singing Crashing Sound" during the sword test meeting!

Sanskrit sound is like anger, thunder is like rain!

The black wind thieves were all frightened, although these fist-sized thunderbolts were not as powerful as Zuo Mo's time, but this was a veritable yang gang thunder! The domineering Sanskrit sound had not yet dissipated, their spiritual power was out of control, and the thunder happened to kill!

For a while, the screams and angry rebukes were endless.

Heavy casualties! Under the blow, there were less than thirty black wind thieves left who could still stand. Many of the black wind thieves fell in a pool of blood wailing and moaning, and those who were still standing were also desperate with frightened eyes.

Domineering!

Zuo Mo was amazed and shocked, but he couldn't help but feel very distressed, the Sanskrit sound ring was surrounded by golden light and thunder, which was obviously much dimmer than just now. He hurriedly raised his hand to take back the Sanskrit sound ring, if he did it again, the Sanskrit sound ring would probably be reimbursed. Even if you don't get reimbursed, the grade will definitely drop.

Finally, there is a fourth-grade upper-level magic weapon, where is Zuo Mo willing to let it be reimbursed?

Besides, the rest of these bandits who have no fighting spirit don't need the Sanskrit ring at all.

He and the little tower will be able to do it!

The harvest was about to begin, and he turned his gaze back to the formation, gearing up. The small tower that is connected to each other is also eager to try and excited.

At this moment, the Pu Demon suddenly came out.

"Wait. ”！！！