The light in Zuo Mo's hand kept changing, and his brow furrowed. The little demon technique slid through his fingertips like flowing water, his face was solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. As the storm intensified, he could visibly feel the pressure multiply. With every move, he needs to be mentally minded, and if he is not careful, he will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming attacks.

The fire demon spell used by the other party was quite different, and it was different from what he had seen before. But what caught his attention was the demonic mark in Canglin's divine consciousness that had been cracked by him. That demonic imprint, treacherous and vicious, was completely different from the violent fire demonic spells in front of him.

Zuo Mo stared at the seemingly chaotic fire demon spells, like swimming fish, his divine sense firmly locked on every demon spell that swept in front of him. He was unusually calm, his mind was empty, his eyes were like a mirror lake, and the locked magic swept past the lake like a shadow.

Gradually, the reflection of these sorcery on the surface of the lake became clearer.

Zuo Mo's eyes did not blink, his steps under his feet were like butterflies piercing flowers, and the little demon magic flying in his hand was extremely accurate, just in the most suitable place! He did not realize the change in himself, his mind was unprecedentedly concentrated, and his concentration was incomparable.

Time is like a line that is getting longer and longer, and the lightning speed of the magic and fire seems to be getting slower and slower.

Every demonic technique was unprecedentedly clear in Zuo Mo's eyes, they flew like snails in front of him, and every subtle feature fell clearly and completely in Zuo Mo's eyes.

The incomparably mysterious feeling did not make Zuo Mo feel excited, his face was calm, but in these demon arts, he found the clues that he was interested in! The demon mark in Cang Lin's body was his goal this time!

The fire demon technique in front of him, although it seemed domineering, was not what he needed.

At this moment, the light in Zuo Mo's hand finally stabilized, slightly shining, as if wearing a thin shimmer glove on the palm of his hand. This demon art is called [Touch Palm], it is Zuo Mo's own demon art, it is not complicated, but it took him a lot of thought. This hex, which can clearly and accurately capture the various characteristics of hexology, is his own hexology specially designed to help crack other hexism.

But like today, this is the first time to use [Touch Palm] in battle.

A scarlet flame knife slashed diagonally at his neck at a tricky angle.

Zuo Mo raised his palm and grabbed towards the flame knife. A light palm, flying out of the palm, grabbed the flame knife!

The flame knife trembled violently, like a fish that had been caught, trying to break free from its palm. The outer layer of the flame knife quickly dissolved, revealing a piece of blood vine inside. Zuo Mo's eyes skyrocketed, and his hands were scratched, only to see the blood vine snapping and being grabbed by his bare palm.

The structure of the curiosity......

Zuo Mo closed his eyes, and his divine sense rolled towards the blood vine!

Mo Ruhuo, who was extremely excited, was stunned for a moment, and laughed at Mogo and closed his eyes! What does this guy want to do? Does he want to disarm and surrender? Hmph! Could it be that he thinks that in this way, he will let him go? Mo Ruhuo has risen to the top, and his fear of Zuo Mo has long been thrown out of the clouds.

A cruel smile appeared on his face, and suddenly, his pupils suddenly opened, and the smile froze on his face.

In the storm, the smiling Mogo with his eyes closed, his figure became more and more weird, as fluctuating as smoke, and the overwhelming witchcraft could not even touch the corners of his clothes!

Why......

Mo Ruhuo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he was still embarrassed just now, but now he was calmly strolling in the courtyard, could it be that he was deliberately disguised before?

Inside the flame knife turned out to be a piece of blood vine!

Surprised, Zuo Mo's spirit was greatly lifted, it was it! The blood vine was what he was interested in! When he treated Cang Lin, he found that the blood vine was very peculiar, it could be firmly rooted in the enemy's divine consciousness, and it was extremely difficult to get rid of. Zuo Mo spent a lot of effort to crack that small section of the blood vine, and some of its structural features aroused his great interest, which is why he would wait for Mo Ruhuo to throw himself into the net!

No profit and no early getting up, it is Zuo Mo's style, he will not go to Mo Ruhuo's trouble for Canglin.

That small piece of blood vine made Zuo Mo's eyes light up, but it was only a small section, not a complete structure. Zuo Mo needed a more complete blood vine, because it was related to another hex.

Ten breaths later, Zuo Mo crushed the small piece of blood vine that had been studied, and began to look for the next target.

The Light Palm was a new hexatic he had just designed, consisting of twelve small hexels specifically designed to be able to peel off the surface of the opponent's fire hexatic. His use of the little demon technique is now perfect, and even the Pu Demon will occasionally admire.

After capturing six fire demon techniques in a row, Zuo Mo found that there was not much difference in the blood vines in these fire demon techniques. He frowned again, these blood vines in the fire demon technique were still not complete.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes at Mo Ruhuo, it seems that he has to make this guy work harder!

Mo Ruhuo happened to see Zuo Mo's glance, and suddenly felt cold all over his body. His face was extremely ugly, and the other party seemed to have adapted to his phantom flame storm.

Damn it!

How could this be? Phantom Flame Storm was one of his killer features, and it was tried and tested.

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and at this point, either you die or I live! He gritted his teeth and plunged headlong into the storm.

Mo Ruhuo's actions made Zuo Mo slightly stunned, but soon, he showed a vigilant look.

The phantom flame storm that was raging violently just now suddenly stopped without any slowdown, and the various fire demon spells in the storm flew upside down at an astonishing speed. Mo Ru Huo is like a powerful magnet, attracting all the fire demon magic to fly towards it.

A strange and dangerous aura enveloped Zuo Mo's heart.

Zuo Mo remained motionless, looking up at Mo Ruhuo in the sky.

Mo Ruhuo was surrounded by all kinds of fire demon techniques, he stared at Zuo Mo deadly, and a touch of madness flashed in his eyes! All distracting thoughts disappeared at this time, and all his divine consciousness was violently running. The fire demon that floated beside him suddenly released a bewitching red light.

Syllable!

The two fire demons are like two magnets, sucking together.

Bang Bang Bang!

Mo Ruhuo's floating fire demon technique, three or three in twos and twos into a ball, re-forming a larger fire demon technique.

The strong coercion, like a wind, impacted Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo squinted his eyes, his hands bloomed like flowers, and the [Touch Palm] was exerted to the extreme, and a trace of light floated up from between his hands. Like a silk mist, it formed a glass-like ball of light above Zuo Mo's dancing palms. He used the superposition method of [Glass Sky Wave] to the [Touch Palm] to form such a glass ball of light.

Constant light flew out from Zuo Mo's dazzling ten fingers and submerged into the glass ball of light.

The ball of light slowly rotated, gradually melting into a glazed palm.

Zuo Mo's eyes narrowed, but they became brighter and brighter. The space around the glazed palm, every subtle change, appears in the eyes. Even the hair-thin strands of divine consciousness that brushed past the palm of the glass hand, Zuo Mo could capture it with incomparable precision.

For the first time, he had pushed the [Touch Palm] to such an extent!

Mo Ruhuo is like being in a red light, a bewitching red light, with the breath of blood. The fire demons floating around him were unrecognizable, and their bodies were five or six times larger than before!

Zuo Mo's eyes skyrocketed.

In these swelling fire demon techniques, there were waves of evil divine thoughts! Zuo Mo suddenly had the illusion that there seemed to be a life in each fire demon technique!

Zuo Mo thought of one of his demon arts-the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique!

Up to now, he had seen a lot of demonic arts, but this was the second demonic technique like the Ancient Desolate Sacrifice Technique! Demon magic was demonic magic, no matter how powerful it was, how terrifying the coercion it generated, but it was only these two demonic techniques that produced the breath of life!

When Zuo Mo cracked the demonic imprint in Canglin's divine sense, he sensed the faint life life contained in the blood vine. It made him very curious, but the feeling was not as strong as it was now!

The wisps of divine thoughts in the fire demon technique were full of evil and obscure feelings. Compared to the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique, the life breath contained in these fire demon techniques in front of him was much weaker, and it was also incomplete. But that wisp of divine thought full of life still made Zuo Mo feel unprecedentedly excited!

The Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique is his current trick to press the bottom of the box, and it is used to save his life at a critical time! Pu Demon told him that the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique is not a move, but a set of demon arts. But no matter how Zuo Mo knocked on the side, the other tricks of this set of demon arts, Pu Demon never mentioned a bit. Even what the origin of the wild beast was, the pu demon didn't talk about it.

And what made Zuo Mo feel even more helpless was that he couldn't find a similar reference for witchcraft at all. He wasn't afraid that the Pu Demon wouldn't tell him, but if he didn't even have a demon technique that he could refer to, then he would be helpless!

Until today!

This was the first demon art that Zuo Mo had encountered that had similar characteristics to the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique, how could he let it go?

There were five huge fire demon spells floating around Mo Ruhuo, and the five fire demon spells had different shapes, one of which resembled an axe, the other like a snake, and the remaining three shapes were difficult to distinguish. Mo Ruhuo was shrouded in a bewitching red light, and his hideous face was a little more wicked.

"Die!"

Mo Ruhuo shouted violently, and five red lights tore through the space and slammed into Zuo Mo!

Zuo Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, but his hand seemed to wave softly and weakly, and the glazed palm was like a catkins blown by the wind, just holding a red light!

In an instant, countless pieces of information poured into Zuo Mo's mind.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Zuo Mo's brain was running at an unprecedented speed, digesting this huge amount of information that had suddenly poured in! In order to be able to digest this information, he stopped all his movements, and his whole body was completely still.

He suddenly transforms into a puppeteer.

Zuo Mo, who was shaped like a puppet, suddenly lit up with a faint bewitching red light.

The other four red lights flew in front of him in an instant, and the bewitching red light was reflected on Zuo Mo's face. There was a wild laugh in his ears, and Zuo Mo was motionless, without the slightest intention of dodging.

No one noticed that the red light in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed!

The red light instantly drowned Zuo Mo.

Mo Ruhuo, who was laughing madly in the sky, didn't notice it, and a wisp of gray light as thin as a hair quietly imprinted on his back, quickly penetrated and disappeared. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]