Zuo Mo was in a bad mood.

The sword intent just now shocked him too much. Kunlun is so far away from here, that sword intent can actually spread here, even the totem field is forbidden layer by layer, but it can't stop it, how terrifying!

Zuo Mo suddenly realized that when his personal strength reaches a certain level, he can also change the pattern of the world.

To be honest, Zuo Mo didn't attach much importance to the cultivation of masters, and Mo Yunhai still took the path of developing with refining weapons. This kind of development route similar to Tianhuan does not have too direct benefits for the cultivation of masters, but the improvement of the overall level is very beneficial.

The reason why Mo Yunhai has so many thugs is just that he has taken a few opportunities at this critical juncture of the spiritual power era to the divine power era.

But as Kunlun Tianhuan quickly reacted, this opportunity was not as big as imagined.

However, even so, Mo Yunhai was still in a rather favorable position.

Although the top-level masters are more powerful than before, the overall level has also improved greatly, and the gap between the two sides has not only not widened, but narrowed. A top-level master can determine the outcome of a war, but he cannot become a strategic-level existence. And with the ordinariness of the god costume and the rarity of the god weapon costume, this gap is even smaller.

No matter how powerful a master is, he can't compete with an elite war department.

This situation has just been broken.

Such a terrifying sword intent is definitely not something that the sword cultivators of this era can have, it must be a peerless divine sword left over from ancient times. The Ghost Mist Tong said that it was the Ancient Divine Sword, and Zuo Mo was still a little suspicious, even if it was an ancient divine weapon, it was impossible for him to have such an amazing power.

Zuo Mo is not a soil bun who has never seen the world, and the god-killing blood sword in Wei Sheng's hand is also an ancient divine sword, but the power of the two sides is simply not at the same level, there must be something mysterious in it.

I don't understand it, but Zuo Mo can keenly perceive that a new node has appeared.

With such a strong power, even if Kunlun can only exert one-tenth of its power, it is enough to wipe out a war department, and if it is more powerful and directly destroys a realm, Zuo Mo will not be too surprised.

This means that a new form of warfare has emerged.

Think about it, if Lin Qian didn't know it, sneaked to the Yunhai Realm, and then destroyed the Yunhai Realm with a sword, it would be a real catastrophe for Mo Yunhai.

Zuo Mo only felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet.

It's horrible!

But this kind of thing can't be solved at all. The large-scale mobilization of the war department cannot hide people's eyes and ears, but the infiltration of a few people cannot be eliminated by any force.

What to do?

Zuo Mo got rid of the fear in his heart, and his brain spun quickly. He has a nimble mind and has always been cunning and wise, but this time, there is something he can't do. When the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, any strategy is a floating cloud.

He pulled out the Ghost Mist Boy and asked, "If the Ancient Divine Sword wants to have such momentum, how can it achieve it?"

The Ghost Mist Boy was confused, and it took a while to react, his little face wrinkled, and he thought hard, and said, "I'm afraid that I need to use an absolute spirit to raise a sword, and it is possible to reach this point." ”

Little Brother Mo's heart moved, and he suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard of the God-killing Blood Sword?"

A little horror appeared on the face of the ghost mist boy: "Could it be that the master has this sword? This sword is fierce! It is the first fierce sword! Every sword master is killed, and the master must not covet the power of this sword!"

Zuo Mo shook his head: "This sword is in my senior brother's hand, my senior brother's will is like iron, indestructible, you don't need to worry." I just wanted to ask, how is this sword better than the primeval sword?"

The Ghost Mist Boy's face was undiminished, but he still said: "The God-killing Blood Sword is known as the most fierce sword in the world, and it is full of the blood of countless strong people, which is not inferior to the ancient world. ”

"What should I do if I want this sword to be as powerful as it was just now?" Zuo Mo felt that he had found a good way.

Since your Kunlun Ancient Divine Sword is powerful, then we only need to raise the God-Slaying Blood Sword to the same level, then won't it be done? In this way, I can't guard against you, and you can't guard against me either, and the two sides can be on the same level strategically.

The Ghost Mist Tong understood what Zuo Mo meant, but shook his head and said, "If you want to raise the Divine Blood Sword to such a realm, you need the essence blood of countless strong people, not the spirit soul. However, this sword is the first fierce sword in ancient times, and its sword soul is murderous and violent, and the lord is ominous. If it becomes so strong, no one will be able to control it again, and I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm. ”

Zuo Mo Moran, the truth that Ghost Mist Tong said is not complicated. Zuo Mo had seen his senior brother's god-killing blood sword, and the killing intent of that sword was so strong that it was indeed unparalleled in the world. If the power of the God-Slaying Blood Sword really became so strong, Zuo Mo felt that he was only afraid of his senior brother, and he might not be able to control it.

There will only be one result if the soldier is strong and the master is weak, and that is to rebel against its master.

Zuo Mo suddenly realized the key to it, and suddenly asked, "Then won't the Ancient Divine Sword fight back?"

Ghost Mist Tong didn't think about it and said, "If the strength is not strong, then it will naturally be." ”

"How strong do I need to be?" Zuo Mo asked rhetorically.

The ghost fog boy was a little afraid of offending Zuo Mo, but he didn't dare to lie, hesitated for a while, and nodded and said, "Yes." However, he added: "If the master's strength increases a little more, then it will not be." ”

Zuo Mo directly ignored the sentence behind him, although Lin Qian's strength was stronger than him, it would never be much stronger than him. Then Lin Qian will also be counterattacked!

Zuo Mo's heart moved: "If you want not to be counterattacked, what should you do?"

The ghost mist boy was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Unless his relatives are willing to sacrifice his soul into the sword to help him suppress the sword." However, this is not realistic, with the soul to raise the sword, the soul will inevitably suffer a lot, and it will not be able to be liberated, and it will not be able to live forever. ”

Zuo Mo was silently speechless, and couldn't help but glance at the ghost beside him.

Isn't that the ghost's immortal punishment?

He had seen Kunlun's fanaticism, and for these madmen, this kind of thing was by no means impossible. However, he couldn't do it, and he would never agree to it.

He finally figured out what was going on in Kunlun. However, after figuring it out, he didn't have much to do. It is not a pleasure for anyone to have an enemy who is a bunch of crazy people with faith.

At this moment, suddenly, two figures flashed out of the corner of his eye.

Zuo Mo is like waking up from a dream, this is not the time to think about these things. A strong sense of danger emerged in Zuo Mo's heart, and he was even more determined to get this divine weapon embryo.

A divine weapon equipment could not fundamentally change Mo Yunhai's disadvantage in the strategic master, but it could shorten the gap between the two sides.

In a moment, Zuo Mo made a decision in his heart, and the killing intent in his eyes became a little heavier.

The person who came is not his own person!

Zuo Mo didn't hesitate at all, and his figure flashed, and he appeared on the side of one of them.

The other party didn't expect that as soon as he came out, he would be attacked. And Zuo Mo launched without warning, without a sound, like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, suddenly bursting out with a fatal blow!

Layers of thin layers of sun divine power enveloped his palm, and a small light axe transformed into shape. If it was said that the Sun God Axe that Zuo Mo fought with the Ghost Mist Boy before was a thousand-pound heavy axe, then now in his hand, it was a flat and small flying axe.

The dark golden axe is the size of a palm, unusually light and small, but the sun pattern on the axe surface is delicate and delicate, representing the thorn pattern of the sun's rays, which occupies almost the entire axe surface.

Zuo Mo shook his hand.

The small axe silently turned into a streamer, pointing directly at the waist of the comer.

By the time the other party reacted, Kankan mustered up his divine power, but it was too late. The sun divine power is so sharp, this person was caught off guard, and the weak divine power was like paper paste, which could not be stopped at all, and the small axe submerged into his body.

The comer's body stiffened.

A moment later, he let out a terrible howl, and a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed from his body, and a golden flame emerged from his body, and in an instant, he turned into a burning man.

Ah Ghost's movements are also neat, at the same time as Zuo Mo moved, Ah Ghost's palm had already pinched the other person's neck, and with a click, the other party didn't even have time to scream, so he died.

The Ghost Mist Boy was dumbfounded, and when he reacted, he felt a cold breath that suddenly rushed up from the soles of his feet.

What a ruthless method!

Kill without blinking!

Zuo Mo squatted on the ground, looting the loot, while Ah Ghost picked up the body and threw it in front of Zuo Mo.

It is the people of Vedic Temple.

Zuo Mo's expression did not change, and he searched the things on the two of them in a moment. The goods on both of them were very ordinary, except for a broken Vetuo pestle, which was a little old and looked like an ancient thing. Zuo Mo checked it, half of the pestle, but it was extremely heavy, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

But there is a bit of family background, Zuo Moru thought.

The split of the nine Zen sects has been unstoppable, and the nine Zen sects will be split into two factions in the future, with the faction headed by Leiyin Temple being the pro-Mo Yunhai faction. However, Weituo Temple, Xinye Zen Sect and other sects are controlled by Kunlun and Tianhuan.

Therefore, for Weituo Temple, Zuo Mo does not need to have any scruples.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo felt that this was a wonderful battlefield.

Since everyone is going to be here, they undoubtedly have an absolute advantage when they arrive first.

Just do what you did......

Zuo Mo suddenly became a little excited, and he asked the Ghost Mist Boy, "Can you use it here?"

The ghost mist boy came back to his senses from the shock just now, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes!"

Zuo Mobi stroked: "You use the fog to fill this place." We've set it up as a fog array. ”

Ghost Mist Tong cheered up, this was the first battle under the master's hands, and he had to show his face to make the master impress him. Without saying a word, he immediately puffed up foggy eyes.

I saw a thick white mist erupted from the foggy eye, and it didn't take long for the fog to fill the entire hall. There are only four palace gates within three zhang in front of the gate, and there is no fog. As soon as the white mist approaches the palace gate, it will be dispelled.

Zuo Mo didn't care, and took the black gold rune soldier and the small tower out of the ring. Xiao Huo, who has no combat ability, is stuffed back into the ring.

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