Camp.

Zuo Mo looked at the female cultivator and scratched his head: "You must always have a name, so that everyone can call it well." "I have a new body, my hair is still short, and when I scratch it, I feel like my hair is like a wire. Evil sect, how can the hair be so hard?

The nun turned a deaf ear.

The last time Zuo Mo checked her injuries, he found that there was a strange and strange cold power in her body. The shocking injuries in her body did not worsen, because of the existence of this strange power. This unidentified force was like a strong spider silk that spread to every corner of her body. Zuo Mo sometimes wondered if her body would fall apart if this power didn't exist.

Her aura is terrifying, and it should also be the reason for this unknown force, Zuo Mo thought to himself. No one dared to approach her. Even the stupid big sister of the stupid bird didn't dare to get close to her within three feet, let alone the two cowards of Xiaota Xiaohei.

Seeing that the nun still didn't react, Zuo Mo turned his attention back to the hair like iron wire on his head. He won't look like a monster the longer he grows, he muttered to himself.

The three golden-armored guards stood not far from him with their swords, and they also seemed to be a little afraid of the female cultivators. This made Zuo Mobai puzzled, wasn't Jin Jiawei a puppet, how could he still be afraid of people?

The nun is all over her body, and people can't understand it.

It seems that there is still no result today, Zuo Mo shook his head. These days, he insists on chatting with the nun every day, trying to pull the relationship, but so far, the results have been zero. She was like a stone sculpture, standing there motionless, and Zuo Mo had never heard her speak.

Could it be that she is mute?

Zuo Mo thought with some uncertainty, in his opinion, this woman was not like the Sect of Sects, because she was too sloppy and sloppy. Unkempt, covered with lichen-like scabies, only a pair of bare feet intact.

To be honest, Zuo Mo had never seen such beautiful feet. Symmetrical and fair-skinned, like jade porcelain, without a trace of flaws, warm and small, delicate and incomprehensible. When Zuo Mo was examining her injuries, he saw these bare feet for the first time, and he was in a trance for a moment.

It's like exuding a deadly attraction that makes it hard to look away.

It's a pity that from the knee up, it's all scabies.

She wore a mask, loose sackcloth, and stepped barefoot in the mud. The snow-white and warm bare feet form a strong contrast with the black mud, and every time he touches it, Zuo Mo always breathes involuntarily. But then there was more regret in my heart, a woman covered in scabies, it was really pitiful.

Sighing slightly in his heart, he didn't know what he was feeling, got up and flew up a mountain. Looking into the distance, the sky is like a blue wash, the white clouds are like a veil, and the mountain breeze is blowing slightly, which is extremely cool. At the foot of the mountain, Tianxing Lake is like a crystal jewel, set in the peaks.

Zuo Mo's mood suddenly opened up a lot. Although the spiritual energy of the small mountain realm is lost, it is not much different for these grass and beasts. On the contrary, because there is no activity of cultivators, the mountains become more and more lush.

For the next construction of the city, he set up camp in Tianxing Mountain. Suddenly remembering the reluctance on Senior Brother Chun Yucheng's face, he couldn't help but laugh. Cheng is really a fool!

Ji Wei and Sun Bao led their cultivators to work desperately.

The materials needed to build a city are a terrifying amount. For example, the city bricks are mostly cut from mountain stones, and each piece needs to be refined and engraved with a talisman array. It is not difficult for cultivators to mine mountain stones, but it is not so easy to refine.

In order to speed up the progress, Zuo Mobu went down to a large array and collected a large number of golden black fires again, one for each person. The cultivators under his command were naturally surprised and inexplicable, and they worked harder and harder.

Each piece of bluestone is three zhang long, one zhang wide, and one zhang high, and after being mined by Jin Jiawei, it will be refined by the cultivators. But what made Zuo Mo feel a headache was that the grade of the Golden Crow Fire was too high, and these bluestones, which were only second-grade, would melt into a pool of magma if they were not careful.

Later, this problem was solved by first engraving the talisman array and then refining it with the golden crow fire. However, the refined bluestone strips have shrunk by more than half, and they are blue-gold, with extremely fine texture and extremely hard. Zuo Mo tried, but he slashed with a flying sword, and the sparks flew without any damage. Waiting for Zuo Mo to pour spiritual power into his whole body, with a sword down, the flying sword was more than half of the stone.

Such a material is not enough to make spirit armor and the like, but it is definitely more than enough to be used as a city wall.

Fifty cultivators, all of whom came to refine bluestone strips. Zuo Mo himself, on the other hand, was busy surveying the terrain. The newly built city must be arrayed. This time, the array was to deal with the Jindan cultivators, and for Zuo Mo, this was an unprecedented test.

All the great arrays he had set up before, including the large arrays on the Arragian Reef, were not enough to contend with the Jindan cultivators. He had seen the Jindan cultivators, but he had never touched them, and he didn't know how powerful the Jindan cultivators were, but he knew that it was definitely more powerful than he thought.

There is an essential difference between the condensation vein and the golden pill, the understanding of spiritual power.

He didn't know how big the gap was in essence, he could only do what he could.

It's a tough road!

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Zuo Mo's eyes were dark and deep.

Nian Lu carried a person on his back, and the surrounding scenery kept flying backwards, and the speed was not slow at all. If you look closely, you will find that he is holding a white lotus at the bottom of his feet. The white clothes are better than the snow, the lotus flowers are delicate, they walk against the wind, they are indescribably chic, and they can see that many girls along the way have their eyes shining.

"Wow!

The nuns screamed incessantly.

The cultivators who were chasing after them heard the screams, and their faces suddenly became even more ugly.

Nian Lu didn't hide it at this time, he picked the most direct route, a straight line!

Not only him, but the other nine people were all in a straight line, and they swept towards the gate of Nansheng Town from all directions in the town! If you look down from the sky of Nansheng Town, you can see ten figures, drawing ten straight lines, which are about to intersect at the town gate. Behind them, there were a total of fifty or sixty cultivators, who were dragged and rushed towards the town gate.

Many cultivators flew into the air, and they were watching the excitement. I was also very surprised in my heart, who dared to be so presumptuous in the land of the Mingxiao Sect?

Lei Peng was the first to reach the town gate, and he even had the leisure to look back at the other companions who were hurrying closer. grinning proudly, he turned around and carried the man on his back in a moment's time, and walked leisurely through the town gate.

The other nine people saw Lei Peng's smug expression at the same time, and the nine people rolled their eyes at the same time. There is no need to say hello, everyone snorted coldly, and exerted force at the same time!

A sharp whistling sound suddenly resounded through Nansheng Town!

Nine figures, like nine sharp arrows, carried a sharp whistling sound, straight to the town gate!

The town gate of Nansheng Town was just a symbolic building, and He Xiang never thought that anyone would dare to fight the idea of the Mingxiao faction. Dare to go wild on the territory of the Mingxiao Sect, unless you don't want to mix in the small mountain realm. Because of this, Nansheng Town's defenses were pitifully weak.

Nine figures swept by at high speed, and the poor town gate was suddenly torn to pieces by the strength of the knife!

The town gate is dusty and sawdust is flying!

The cultivators who were chasing behind came one after another, and when they saw this, they didn't slow down, the light of the spirit armor flashed all over their bodies, and the spirit shield opened, and they were directly ready to pass through the town gate!

"I knew they were going to want us to eat the ashes. ”

In the dust, there were complaints.

Countless swords burst out of the dust, like bats hidden in the night, sticking out their blood-sucking fangs.

"There's an ambush!"

The pursuing cultivators were shocked.

Puff puff!

The cultivator who was chasing after the front didn't have time to react at all, and the spirit shield was like paper paste, and it was pierced in an instant, and there were a few more blood holes on the cultivator's body. The expression on the cultivator's face immediately froze, and his body lost control, like a sandbag, relying on inertia, and fell headlong into the dust.

Not only him, but the few cultivators in front of him, none of them survived.

"Sword Intent!"

The cultivators in the back were shocked, there was only one possibility for such a devastating sword light - sword intent!

Only a sword cultivator who has comprehended the sword intent can release such a terrifying sword ray, and can pierce through the spirit armor so easily, and a sword is deadly!

There are not many sword rays, with different colors, obviously released by different sword cultivators!

More than one sword cultivator who comprehends sword intent!

The faces of this group of cultivators changed drastically, and sword cultivators who comprehended sword intent were extremely rare. The sword cultivation in the condensation period, the comprehension of the sword intent, one out of a hundred, is already rare. Why did the sword cultivator tirelessly want to comprehend the sword intent?

It is because once the sword intent is comprehended, the power of the sword is much greater. This increase varies from person to person, because of the sword technique, but one thing is for sure, the sword cultivator who comprehends the sword intent is far more terrifying than the sword cultivator who is a fellow practitioner but does not comprehend the sword intent!

Seven sword cultivators died in the first sight.

While the others were frightened, they were glad in their hearts, at least they were chased so tightly just now. What made them even happier was that the impact of the collision between the two sides swept away the dust, and the other party also revealed its true face.

Five people!

There are only five of them!

They felt a little at ease in their hearts, even if these five people had comprehended the sword intent, but the number was too small. There were fifty or sixty of them.

Zong Ru stood on the street with his eyes closed, holding the cross King Kong demon pestle, with no joy or fear in his heart.

His hand bead was destroyed in the battle with the Blood Horn Python, Zuo Mo felt quite guilty in his heart, so he had the idea of finding a magic weapon for Zong Ru again. However, Zong Ru is a rare meditation, and the magic weapon of meditation is even more difficult to find, and he suddenly thought of the half-crippled cross vajra demon pestle in his ring.

That cross vajra demon pestle is an authentic meditation magic weapon, and the last time Zong Ru's hand bead was fully activated, it also gave Zuo Mo a glimpse of the mystery of the meditation magic weapon, so he spent a lot of thought to re-refine this cross vajra demon pestle and gave it to Zong Ru.

As soon as the cross vajra demon pestle arrived in Zong Ru's hand, Zong Ru knew that this was a meditation magic weapon of no low grade. The pestle body contains extremely abundant Zen thoughts, I don't know which predecessor can hold this pestle for a long time from Zen, over time, this cross vajra demon pestle will precipitate and accumulate a large number of Zen thoughts.

This cross vajra demon pestle in Zuo Mo's hand can play a role less than one percent of Zong Ru's hand.

The Zen thoughts precipitated in the pestle body are of great benefit to Zongru's cultivation, but the most precious thing is that it contains many fragments of meditation perception of predecessors.

Zongru, who has been suffering from no one to guide him, is like a treasure, and he enters the country for thousands of miles.

In addition to fist intent, even the supernatural power that he thought he would never be able to cultivate in his lifetime was unintentionally cultivated!

Feeling a gentle and cool breath coming from the cross vajra demon pestle, just when the sword was about to disappear.

Zong Ru, whose eyes were tightly closed, opened his eyes suddenly!My QT room is opened!Fang Xiang's official QT room number[9177]