Section 334 Drawing on the Ancient Desolation Sacrifice Technique

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The silk is like the brilliance of flowing water, like the light branch of the bud, a little bit, wrapped around the left and empty right hand.

The memory of the pu demon seemed to be suddenly drawn very long, and some vague and disappearing scenes seemed to overlap with everything that happened in front of him, as clear as yesterday.

“...... Teacher ......"

In the faint murmur, the fierceness and coldness in the blood pupils disappeared.

Zuo Mo's mind was completely attracted by the changes in his hands, and he could feel that the strange changes were quietly formed in this short moment.

...... What is it?

There are only two kinds of little demon arts, compared to the "Yang Sha Gang Thunder" from "Little Chiba Hand", not only are they simple and low-level, but the two are not comparable at all. The various witchcraft contained in "Little Chiba Hand" were created by a generation of heavenly demons, broad and profound, and they are also full of praise for the guys like Pu Demons who are above the top.

But what about the little witchcraft?

Five hundred kinds of little demon techniques are a compulsory content for every demon. Before any demon enters the Demon Mansion, he must complete the study of these five hundred little demon arts in his own clan. In other words, the little demon art is nothing more than the enlightenment content of demon cultivation.

But......

The power that erupted between the two hands......

The last trace of brilliance flowed out of Zuo Mo's left hand and wrapped around his right hand.

Zila!

Zuo Mo only felt that countless dazzling sword-like lights suddenly burst out from his chest, and a destructive power took shape in his right hand, like an ancient beast, swallowing a desolate aura, raising his back slightly, and looking at it majestically.

All evil souls are as if they have been immobilized. In the chaotic tower, time seems to stop suddenly.

Between the extreme movement and the extreme quietness, the Pu Demon stared at Zuo Mo's right hand in despair, and his murmur was clearly audible: "...... Ancient Desolation Ritual ......"

Zuo Mo didn't hear the slightest whisper of the pu demon, he was shocked by the light in his hand and this terrifying aura, and completely lost the ability to think. It was as if he subconsciously moved his right hand, only to see his right hand swinging as light and agile as a fishtail.

Countless dazzling eyes in the middle of the flower, a faint phantom flew out of his right hand, and the ground became larger, like a monster, suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed all the evil souls in the tower in one gulp.

In the mist, the small tower, which was surrounded by countless evil spirits, suddenly burst out with countless dazzling lights, and a powerful suction force was born out of thin air in the tower, and tens of thousands of evil souls did not have time to escape, and were immediately sucked into the tower.

At the same time, a quaint and desolate aura came out from the body of the small tower.

The spirits that were not involved were suddenly frightened and scattered, just like a terrible monster in the small tower that made them feel afraid. In the depths of the mist, those soul beasts that were at the higher levels of the hunting end couldn't help but show horror in their eyes at this time, and they all lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Zuo Mo is feeling terrible now, and he has devoured it cleanly, but now he seems to have eaten too much at once, and he is panicking. And what made him even more panicked was that these evil spirits did not seem to be dead, but were only bound in a layer of strange power.

Once this power gets out of control, these spirits will come out again!

"The first and fifth hundredth kinds of small demon arts, with a single line. ”

The voice of the pu demon arrived at the right time, and Zuo Mo's hand was slightly stunned, the first feeling was that this was impossible. There are 500 kinds of small witchcraft, almost all kinds of foundations of witchcraft, and many of them are of opposite nature. The first and the fifth hundredth are the two most diametrically opposed of all the contradictory and opposite kinds of witchcraft.

How could two diametrically opposed little demon spells be cast at the same time?

However, at this time, he was not allowed to think carefully, and after being stunned for a while, his hands involuntarily spread out according to the words of the pu demon.

Type 1...... 500 ......

The weird and wonderful feeling came to mind, and Zuo Mo only felt indescribably awkward. He already felt quite awkward when he cast the seventy-sixth and thirty-thirteenth kinds at the same time just now, and this time compared to the last time, the awkward and weird feeling was many times stronger.

What is this way to play......

Zuo Mo endured an incomparable awkwardness, and reluctantly cast two small demon techniques at the same time.

The Pu Demon Blood Pupil stared at the light and meandering light in front of Zuo Mo without blinking, and involuntarily held back his breath, as if he was afraid to alarm these blurry and beautiful brilliance. And the hands that he likes to hide in the black sleeves on weekdays stretched out unconsciously.

His expression was also very strange, full of anticipation and like a great enemy.

The strong sense of awkwardness became stronger as the brilliance rose, and Zuo Mo felt that the left and right sides of his body were being forced to twist in opposite directions.

He knew that this was an illusion, and that at this time he was just a wisp of mind, and where did he come from the body? But he also knew that this contradiction did not exist, but really existed, and it was a contradiction between laws.

In fact, as soon as he used it, he knew that it was not good.

Under the effect of the two extreme laws, if you are not careful, you may be crushed at any time. Under the violent conflict between the two basic laws, his own divine consciousness is as fragile as paper paste. His soul is pinned on this wisp of divine consciousness, and if it is destroyed, the end is no different from death.

The most wounded wound to be treated is the wound of the soul.

A ghost is a soul injured, like a puppet, does he want to become like this?

Under the stimulus of death, Zuo Mo didn't know where to give birth to a lot of strength, and he forced himself to calm down.

However, how can these two diametrically opposed little demon techniques be used to perform them in a single way?

No way...... Completely impossible......

In the flash of light, countless thoughts flew through his heart, but the two little demon spells in front of him still made him helpless. The two little demon techniques are simple and direct, and every trace of change in both is in his insight. But because of this, he felt even more impossible.

How is it possible that the two are like two carriages that are running away from each other, and now they want to pull them together?

There is no possibility...... There is no possibility......

Zuo Mo's heart was extremely anxious, and the two little demon techniques began to clash, and he could feel the conflict between the two even if it was a slight force. The danger in his heart grew stronger, as if a sword was hanging above his head, and he couldn't move, and now there was a rat desperately gnawing at the rope from which the sword was hanging.

Calm down, be calm!

Zuo Mo's breathing was almost stagnant, and he told himself over and over again to calm down, forcing himself to calm down.

What to do...... What to do......

Suddenly, a spiritual light pierced the sky like a bolt of lightning. He suddenly remembered that the last time he tossed out the magic tricks into the formation, among those various magic and sword techniques, there were also many contradictory magic and sword techniques, but he successfully kneaded them together.

That set of chaotic spells entered the battle, which he used to make a bet with the Pu Demon and win the six changes of the Great Sun Demon Body.

It's a pity that since he got his hands on the six changes of the Great Sun Demon Body, he threw this set of magic into the formation and concentrated on cultivating the six changes of the Great Sun Demon Body.

Zuo Mo didn't have time to regret why he didn't toss the magic trick into the formation again, he racked his brains, trying his best to think about how he kneaded the opposite nature of the magic sword technique into the formation at that time.

He remembered how he had controlled these opposite techniques.

His heart moved, and despite the growing sense of danger, he patiently felt every bit of conflict between the two little witchcraft.

Suddenly, his divine consciousness turned into two strands, like two thin whips, with two diametrically opposed powers, probing into the brilliance of the two little demon arts.

Strange changes were born.

The two forces that were originally in conflict and fierce turned in opposite directions in a strange way.

A flash of light suddenly burst out in Zuo Mo's eyes, and the friction and conflict between the two little demon techniques became smaller and smaller, and the distance between the two kinds of light was getting closer and closer. At this point, they can no longer see the hostility and conflict that they had before, they are like twin twins, clinging together.

Naturally, Zuo Mo's hands seemed to be driven by something, and the ghost made a single line.

A force that is not very powerful, and it penetrates through the very center of the two hexels with incomparable accuracy.

Zuo Mo suddenly realized something.

The light of the Pu Demon's blood pupils was as deep as the sea, and he looked at Zuo Mo in a daze, the strange and familiar power, and gently spit out three words.

"Divine Induction!"

The mass on Zuo Mo's chest was shaped like a grinding plate, and the black and white light suddenly gave birth to a powerful and incomparably powerful suction. This suction is so strong that even the Pu Demon cannot be spared, dressed in black, and is torn to the point of hunting. The red light in the Pu Demon's blood pupils lit up, and his body did not move at all.

And the strange power that shrouded the evil souls before, like a cat smelling the smell of scarlet, couldn't wait to carry countless evil spirits into this strange black and white grinding plate.

The black and white light was like the upper and lower parts of the millstone, silently crushing countless evil souls at an astonishing speed.

The demon didn't even have time to wail before it was completely shattered.

A little white light, escaping from the grinding disc.

Zuo Mo's heart moved, and he picked up the "Fetal Breath Refining God", and a little white light gathered from all directions like raindrops, and submerged into his body. At the same time, the white light that had not been absorbed by Zuo Mo had submerged into the five groups of five elements essence.

Zuo Mo was shrouded in white light, and he couldn't see his figure clearly.

The pu demon was covered in black and hunting, and his blood pupils stared at Zuo Mo for a moment. And he stood there silently, not saying a word.

The stupid bird who rushed left and right in the fog suddenly turned his head, and his fierce eyes softened little by little, until he returned to his usual lazy and arrogant appearance, turned around leisurely, paced the bird's step, and could see the murderous appearance just now.

Riding a black crescent moon like a heavy axe, Shipin's murderous little face was suddenly stunned, and he felt a sense in his heart, and he drove the black moon without hesitation, the direction folded, and the speed suddenly increased to the extreme, splitting the heavy fog, and screaming and flying.

In the mist, the small tower was shrouded in a layer of faint white light, and the surrounding fog was far apart.

At this moment, Ta Nei Zuo Mo opened his eyes. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]