"My lord, this is the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Ponds. ”

The guard said respectfully. He has been by Zuo Mo's side these days, and Zuo Mo's every word and deed is in his eyes.

In front of the ghost master, the master gets along calmly and equally, without the slightest restraint, and in the face of those low-status demons, the master also waits calmly and calmly as always.

No pride, no condescension, willingness to explain, willingness to help.

Humility without strength is only the instinct of self-preservation, while humility with strength is noble character and strong self-control.

Of all the people he had met, only the master was like this.

What a respectable person!

Zuo Mo didn't know what the guards were thinking, and he was completely fascinated by the sight in front of him.

Large and small pools of dead air, large or small, are dotted, and at a glance, you can't see the edge. The gray dead air gushing out of the pool of dead air was diffuse and churning, and from a distance, it looked like a gray ocean. And these gray mist, churning from time to time, like boiling, the name of the sea of ten thousand boiling ponds, also came from this.

"It's spectacular!" Zuo Mo muttered to himself.

Rich as boiling dead air, boundless, vast and unfathomable, Zuo Mo stood on the edge of the sea of boiling pools, and a feeling suddenly rose in his heart, how small he was in front of such a vast existence. But Zuo Mo is a god-level powerhouse after all, and his heart is extremely firm, and this feeling is only for a moment, and then it dissipates invisibly.

That sense of confidence and that everything was under control came back to him.

Zuo Mo was very curious about what kind of situation was under such a spectacular Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea. Where such a rich and vast death qi came from and why it was born, Zuo Mo couldn't imagine.

Could it be that this leads to the legendary Yellow Spring?

As soon as this idea jumped out, Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, he really thought too much.

What kind of yellow springs and the like, there is nothing in the sky, it must be made up by others.

In the sea of boiling ponds, you can see people everywhere. Yin Lingwei's divine technique can absorb dead qi and transform it into divine power, and the vast and rich sea of dead qi is undoubtedly one of the best places to cultivate.

"Let's go, go inside. "Zuo Modao.

"Yes!" the guards followed Zuo Mo's side, looking vigilant and looking around from time to time.

"Is it not safe here?" Zuo Mo couldn't help but ask when he saw the guards like this.

The guards were vigilant, and while on guard, they explained: "There is a strong dead aura here, which is very helpful for cultivation, and everyone likes to cultivate here." When there are too many people, friction will inevitably arise. Someone had suggested to the ghost lord before that it was better to take down the entire Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea and pay for it. But the ghost lord didn't agree, and there were no guards around here, so it was a bit chaotic. But don't worry, most of the cultivators here are people from the Yin Tomb Guard, and they will be fine. ”

The guard was right, the two didn't go far, and the few people they met along the way all saluted the guard.

"I can't see it, you're very popular. Zuo Mo said with a smile.

The guard was a little embarrassed: "I've been with the ghost master for a long time, and I have a familiar face." His grade is not low, and in a short period of time, he has gathered many people by his side, and the vigilance on his face has also relaxed.

He smiled and said to Zuo Mo: "If the master likes any place, draw it out directly, and I will send someone to guard it." ”

Zuo Mo smiled, did not speak, and walked through the dead air.

These are all dead air spewed out of the dead air pool, and because there are too many dead air pools and they are too dense, they will cause such a scene. Human figures can be faintly seen in many dead qi pools, and the rich dead qi is of great help to the cultivation of these demons. Zuo Mo had to sigh that the style of the ghost lord of Yinling was very predictable, and if he changed any force, there was such a treasure land, and he would definitely take it for himself.

But this ghost lord of the Yin Tomb regarded it as abandonment.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out, Zuo Mowu shook his head, and suddenly thought of a question, so he asked the guards: "Aren't these guards worried about being disturbed when they are cultivating?"

"Wouldn't bother. The guard smiled: "Master doesn't know, these dead qi pools, once you enter the state of cultivation, will gather a large amount of dead qi around you. This layer of dead air shield is very strong, and it will dismantle other forces. ”

Zuo Mo was a little surprised when he heard this, this dead qi pool was really a little wonderful.

"Master, is it the master refiner?" asked someone beside the guard curiously.

The guard's expression was cold, and he shouted displeasedly: "Lao Wang, Hugh is presumptuous!"

Lao Wang's neck couldn't help but shrink, he was very afraid of the guards.

Zuo Mo waved his hand: "It's okay, that's right, I'm the refining master." ”

Ordinary people would never call themselves "refining masters", but when Zuo Mo said it, he was understating, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. But Zuo Mo's indifferent expression immediately convinced the people around him.

These guys are all old fritters and have a lot of experience, and when they saw that Zuo Mo was better at talking, they immediately beat the snake and put it on the stick. Lao Wang said respectfully: "Master, can you help me refine a divine costume?" No matter what the conditions, as long as I can complete it, there is absolutely no problem." ”

The guard glared fiercely at the old king who spoke, and was about to open his mouth to scold.

Lao Wang also knew that he would definitely scold, but such an opportunity was too rare, and once he missed it, it was absolutely impossible to come again. He shrunk his neck, but he still looked at Zuo Mo expectantly.

Zuo Mo smiled and said, "God costume, I have a lot." I ask you one thing, and if you know, I'll give you one. ”

Lao Wang's eyes immediately lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "What's the matter, the master just ask!"

"If anyone can tell me where the death qi is strongest in the Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea, I will give him a god costume. Zuo Mo was still smiling.

"I know. Lao Wang was very clever and said quickly: "The most dead qi in the Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea, of course, is the dead eye." ”

The others all showed annoyance, and they were half a beat slower. They didn't expect the master to ask such a simple question.

As soon as Zuo Mo looked at the expressions of the others, he knew that what this person said was true, and said briskly: "I'll give you a god costume, wait a while." ”

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, he had an extra god costume in his hand.

This Mo Yun Divine Costume was left behind by him back then, but it was not suitable for using the power of the Underworld. Zuo Mo made a move, hissed, and a large stream of dead qi suddenly surged towards the god suit in his hand.

Gray spread rapidly along the costume.

Where the gray sweeps, complex magic patterns take shape at a speed visible to the naked eye. The god's costume is like a living thing, constantly wriggling, changing shapes, and growing many spikes.

Where had everyone seen such an unbelievable refining method, they were all stunned and speechless. Even the guards were wide-eyed at this time, staring at the god suit in Zuo Mo's hand, speechless.

About a pillar of incense time, the god costume on Zuo Mo's hand had been modified. The god costume that had been tempered with death qi looked completely different from just now, with a more rugged appearance and dense spikes, which looked a little ugly.

Zuo Mo threw the god costume to the old Wang who spoke just now: "Here you go." ”

Lao Wang couldn't put it down, he quickly put it on, the original ugly gray god costume, but it was more unspeakably fierce and hideous. The dense spikes are intimidating.

Lao Wang was overjoyed, he urged the divine power, only to see that suddenly the spikes on the surface of the god costume suddenly seemed to come to life.

The gray spikes turned into fingertip-sized gray snakes, which came alive and hissed from time to time.

"[Dark Serpent Divine Technique]!"

"Isn't the old snake that has never been able to form?

……

Everyone began to talk about it, and the eyes of the people looking at Zuo Mo became fiery.

Zuo Mo didn't plan to waste time here, so he turned his face and asked the guard, "Do you know where the dead eye is?"

The guard showed a look of hesitation: "The master doesn't know anything. Dead Eye is indeed the place where the dead air of the Ten Thousand Boiling Pond Sea is the thickest, but the dead air in that place is so thick that there is no way to enter it. ”

"Oh, you can take me to see it, just see it from afar. Zuo Mo saw the guards hesitate, so he said.

"Good. The guard did not hesitate, turned to the others, and shouted: "Let's all disperse, see what is the excitement!" He then said to Lao Wang: "Lao Wang, you have made a profit this time, you will lead the way." ”

"Okay!" said the old king, leading the way.

The guard turned his face and explained to Zuo Mo: "Master, the death here is too thick to fly, we can only walk. ”

"Good. Zuo Mo nodded.

The underworld is still a demon race, and although the Yin Ling Wei is a little weird, the demons here are still physically strong. The cultivator's set of divine patterns, they can't learn, but the divine power quenching is not difficult for them.

Zuo Mo had already discovered that the Yin Ling Ghost Lord's body was extremely strong, even stronger than him. Even Gu Wushuang's skeleton, Zuo Mo was sure that the bone frame on his body, the flying sword slashed on it, couldn't even burst a spark.

The secret of Yin Ling Wei's cultivation contains extremely strong death qi, and the more difficult the cultivation becomes, the more strange their bodies will become, just like the Yin Ling Ghost Lord and Gu Wushuang.

However, Zuo Mo had just removed the blazing currents in his body, and it was when his body was at its most relaxed, and it was effortless to follow it.

"A master is a master, I didn't expect even my body to be so strong!" Lao Wang couldn't help but say.

The others were also surprised, judging from Zuo Mo's refining weapon just now, almost everyone thought that Zuo Mo was a cultivator. The refining weapon has reached such a point, and the underworld does not have it.

Everyone felt that the master was unfathomable, neither affected by death qi, nor did his body look strong, but he was full of power like a demon, and the level of refining weapons was even more useless.

Zuo Mo smiled and didn't explain, and suddenly, he felt a sense in his heart, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He stopped and said lightly: "Friends in front, come out!"

The guards and others were all extremely experienced in combat, and when they heard Zuo Mo's words, their faces changed slightly, and they quickly protected Zuo Mo in the middle, as if they were facing a great enemy!

The cowardly old king, who was still cowering and cowardly just now, opened his eyes angrily and stood at the front of the team, brave and fearless.

In the gray dead air ahead, a vague figure emerged. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]