MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 15: Little Demon

Section 15: Little Demon

The night falls, and the empty mountains are quiet.

Because of the distance from the East Ring, the life in the mountain is quite boring, and most of the outside disciples will gather together to chat and entertain at night. The inner disciples, most of the time, are placed on cultivation. To some extent, the inner disciples' life pressure is not smaller than that of the outside disciples. They need to work hard to cultivate and be able to participate in the slayer.

In a decade, no one in the door participated in the sword demon sect of the slayer, and it will die out quickly. This is common sense.

This is the characteristic of the sword repair sect. They tend to prosper quickly, but again, they die faster. There are only a handful of swordsmen and sects with a long history. They are nothing but giants.

These things are not related to the left, he and the slayer can not have anything to do with.

In the night, he walked alone on the mountain road. After several generations of operations, the fierce beasts of the empty mountains have long disappeared, so there is no need to worry about safety.

From the moment he opened his eyes to the present, the bits and pieces of life flashed in his heart, his eyes became more and more firm, and the pace at his feet was also a little faster.

The martial art did not have much favors for him, but he was used to life here, and he had some hardships but a comfortable life.

The only knot in his heart is his personal experience. The recurring dream, this face that never has an expression, seems to want to tell him something. However, he has not touched any clues until now.

In addition to this knot, he is quite satisfied with his current life, and he is immediately likely to face the fate of being driven out of the sect.

Maybe one day he will leave this, but at least not now.

There is another reason that drives him to make up his determination. It is the impulse that he is eager to move. He doesn't understand why, it seems that since the first two encounters, the fighting desire in the bones has suddenly activated.

Zuo Mo did not know that this is not a "battle", but in his mind, the feeling of confrontation not only did not make him afraid, but his heart was faintly expected.

The level of the eight layers of refining is as white as night and is not affected.

Soon, he came to his own fifty acres of Lingtian.

The spread of wilting is fast, and it is more serious than when you left this afternoon, and a large number of Linggu began to show signs of withering.

Going to the nearest Linggu, smelling the stench of the scent, he suddenly thought of the scene of Guo Lu’s vomiting and coma during the day, and he could not help but hesitate. But this hesitant flashed away, and disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a blazing light!

Geng Jinqi Mang shines golden and glamorous light in the night, they are like a golden elf.

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his right hand licked Geng Jinqi Mang, and placed it on the stem of the Linggu in front of him.

boom!

He is like being suddenly pulled into another world.

Countless black seeds like dandelions flutter in the air, forming a black ocean. This black sea is gently swaying, and every time it sways, it gives off a great atmosphere.

Each of them is so small and weak, but the breath released by this black sea, even Zuo Mo is difficult to give birth to resistance.

He suddenly faced this vast black sea, and he was at a loss, and the violent and fierce Geng Jinqiang had been retreating for the first time.

In the old black-headed Lingtian, three people stood at this time.

The man with a long face in the middle of the three looks majestic and not angry. And another old man who is as thin as an iron, with his eyes open, the cold is a little bit, and the sword is aggressive. The rest of the body is fat, and there is always a smile on his face, happy.

If there are disciples here, they will be scared.

It is the head of the door that is not angry and self-defeating. The thin and iron-like is the uncle of Xin Yan, and the smiling fat man is happy. Among the generations of the empty Jianmen, four people came to the three. If they were sent out, the door would surely cause an uproar.

"The two younger brothers have already recognized this thing?" This strange disease is so embarrassing, there is no half omen. The momentum was fierce, and in a few days, almost half of Lingtian suffered.

This has already been destined to suffer heavy losses in Lingtian this year, with losses of more than half. For small sects like the empty sword gate, such losses are enough to affect their operation.

So when the disappearance passed to them, the plains never asked the head of the Lingtian issue and other uncles, even to see.

However, the situation is worse than they think, and the three people are in a bad mood.

Xin Yan shook his head: "I have never seen it, but it can be devouring, it should be a demon, when it is!" The last two words are murderous, Sen Han!

"The second brother said it well." Even Yule, the old man who usually puts his smile on his face all day, is also sinking in the water: "Just, I have no sky, I have never had a demon," How did the little demon come to my empty mountain?"

"There is something wrong with this." 裴元然沉吟, there is a slight worry between the look: "Since the sorcerer and the two families retreated to the circumcision band three thousand years ago, in the past millennium, I have never heard of the demon in the sword river. It’s really puzzling.

"Why should the brothers care more, killing is." Xin Yan said coldly: "Do not say that a little demon that has not yet become a climate, it is a big demon, hey, die under my sword, no less! ”

Yan Le revealed his memory and smiled: "I remembered that the three of us were hunters, and the two brothers were [Ice Sword], but they were shocking and horrible!"

The other two people could not help but reveal the color of memories.

"First clean up this little demon, this is a good moonlight, we return to the hospital to boast tea, it is also a great thing in life." Yan Yuanran must laugh.

阎乐抚掌笑笑: "This is a great word. Second brother, we will give you a battle."

Xin Yan did not quit, and his eyes flashed, calling out Feijian.

A snow-white sparkling flying sword appeared in the sky, and the whole body was filled with bright and cold light, which forced the moonlight to faint, swaying in the night sky and screaming. This is Xin Yan's famous flying sword [Ice Sword].

"go with!"

A clear drink, full of sound.

The hail sword trembled slightly, and turned into a snow-white hail. The eyes were fierce and flashing, and a low-pitched sound was made, which was straightened into a streamer and flew toward Lingtian!

When you look at the streamer, you have to hit Lingtian.

Every wilted Linggu releases a black smoke. These tiny black smokes are long and windy. In the blink of an eye, Lingtian is covered with a black smoke like black ink.

The three people were shrouded in black smoke, but they did not panic.

They did not know that, not far away, there was also a foreign disciple who was also shrouded in black smoke.

Zuo Mo was awakened by the sound of Xin Yan, but at this time he suddenly found out that he could not withdraw his knowledge.

What he can see is still countless black dandelion seeds flying in the sky!

But this sound does not know where to clean up, disturbing the vast calm. The black dandelion seeds flying in the sky stirred up like a vast expanse of sea, suddenly bursting into the storm.

Anger, contempt, helplessness, sadness...

Many kinds of emotions emerged in the mind of Zuo Mo. He is like a puppet, filled with countless emotions that are not his own. These emotions are boundless and turbulent, raging in the sea.

Can be biased, Zuo Mo's own consciousness is sober.

Is there anything more sad than being controlled?

Suddenly, he felt like something was touched, and an unprecedented disgust and hatred suddenly rose!

damn it!

Zuo Mo’s body is shaking, every joint in the body is shaking, the tremor is getting more and more intense, and the scene is very different.

In the sea, he struggled wildly and roared wildly!

"roll!"

The tearing roar, like the thunder of the thunder, echoed over the vast black sea.

The emotions raging in his heart suddenly disappeared with his screaming. He can still feel the emotions from the black ocean, but these emotions will no longer occupy his knowledge.

Then he saw an unforgettable scene.

A snow white sword light, falling from the sky!

Only one sword!

He believes that the vast black ocean is so hard to be split in half! Unable to describe the vastness and power of this sword, Zuo Mozhen lived, and his knowledge of the sea, at this moment, was frozen by this stunning sword.

Fear, instinctively occupying every corner of his heart.

Everything seems to have slowed down, and after the destruction of the sword, countless shredded swords, like fierce sharks, chased those black dandelion seeds, wherever they passed, nothing.

Anxious, fearful emotions from the black ocean...

Zuo Mo smiled. The black ocean just manipulated his emotions and completely angered him.

The battle ended very quickly, and no second sword appeared. This sword has completely erased the black ocean. The recovery in Linggu was as usual, but it was severely damaged and it took time to nourish. His control of the gods also returned to his own hands. Retired from the Linggu, he could not help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

The sinister tonight is far more than his imagination. Now think about it, I can’t help but be afraid.

He was soft and sat on the ground, his body was soaked with sweat, and the night wind blew, and suddenly he was awkward.

He lost his soul and returned to his small courtyard.

What are the black dandelions in Linggu? Who is the sword light that appeared out of thin air later?

That sword, the shock that brought him is too strong! The ice and the bones, the murderous swordsmanship, deeply branded in his heart. Suddenly he understood why so many will choose sword repair, the pursuit of power is human nature!

What's more, it is still such a powerful and so horrible force!

The 50-mu Ling Valley was finally saved. Although the output this year will be greatly reduced, the part of the rent should be enough.

At this moment, he relaxed and sat down to check his own knowledge. He has never experienced this experience tonight, and he is worried about any bad influence on himself.

Just entering, his face suddenly changed dramatically!

In his knowledge of the sea, there is a black dandelion seed floating!