MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 876

If it weren't for that face, Zuo Mo could never recognize the corpse in front of him. The body of the corpse, as if it had been split from it, has a colorful side, but now his body is as warm as jade, releasing amazing fluctuations. Only the dry face is still so familiar.

The corpse seems to be stronger.

But I don't know why, but there is an ominous premonition in Zuo Mo's heart. The more powerful the person, the more control the power will be, and the power will never be easily released. At this time, the corpse is like a burning flame. Although it is blazing, it does not give a lasting impression.

When Zuo Mo’s gaze inadvertently swept the legs of the corpse, suddenly slammed, the legs of the corpse were below the knees, and the air was empty.

Left and stayed, stuttering and asking: "The corpse, how is your body..."

In Zuo Mo’s mind, the corpse is omnipotent, no one is stronger than the corpse, and even the elders of the Tianhuan are not. How can such a peerless power become like this?

The corpse saw Zuo Mo, showing a smile, which made his gray face look strange and terrible: "I have lived long enough."

"but……"

Zuo Mo opened his mouth, but did not know what to say, he suddenly realized that it took tens of thousands of years to seal the battlefield, and the life of the corpse is hard to come to an end.

It has been more than a decade since the encounter of the closed battlefield. When the corpse gave him the sun seed, he saved him many lives, he can cultivate to the realm of today, the sun seeds are the most powerful.

He remembered that when he was separated, the corpse said that he was going to find his hometown.

It seems that I saw the sadness of Zuo Mo, and there was a soft glow in the eyes of the corpse. He smiled and said: "No matter how strong the strong, it is impossible to resist the fate of time. I have lived much longer than them, and there is nothing unsatisfied. You don't have to be sorry for me."

Left Momoran, after a moment, he looked up: "The corpse, have you found your hometown?"

"This is my hometown." The corpse smiled.

Zuo Moyi said: "Ah, here is your hometown?" After a moment, he reacted abruptly, his expression stiffened on his face, and he stammered again: "You, you... is Pluto?"

The corpse saw the appearance of a sinister look at the left, laughing and laughing: "Is this strange?"

Zuo Mo completely lost the ability of language, he did not think that the corpse turned out to be Pluto! But when he recovered from the shock, he took it for granted. In such a short period of time, silently unifying the environment, Zuo Mo feels that, except for the corpse, no one can do it.

The corpse was so shocked that he could make Zuo Mo so happy. He looked up and down and looked at him with some eyes. Some of them were surprised: "You are progressing very fast. It is already God level. Is it wrong? Are you injured?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the brow's brow wrinkled: "Do you still have such a strong strongman?"

Zuo Mo will put it in detail with the elders of Tianhuan. After listening to the corpse, nodded: "No wonder, your luck is good. You don't need to worry, it is very suitable for rehabilitating. You can see that you have some understanding in this respect. The true meaning of meditation is not death, but life. This is the **** that I practiced in the past. I have already gone to my hands and have perfected it. You take it and look at it, which will help you to recover your wounds. But you don’t have to cultivate, the spirit of God and your sun power, there are conflict."

Immediately sweeping through his **** Muxi, said: "You can find Wansheng Shenmu, this luck, really good! A few of them, I can help you wake up."

“Really?” Zuo Mo’s heart was ecstatic, his eyes wide open: “Can you wake them up?”

"In fact, you have already touched the door." The body explained: "However, your understanding is still shallow. If you want to wake them up, it will take only ten years to study the gods I have given you."

"Ten years..." Zuo Mozhen, quickly said: "Come on or come!"

The corpse's eyes burned with a smile, but the look became serious: "But you have to promise me a few things."

"As long as I can finish, you say it!" Zuo Mo squeaked his chest. In fact, even if the corpse can't help him, he needs his help, and he won't frown.

The corpse sinks and says: "When your injury is good, you are the real **** level. Although you have just stepped into the **** level, you are barely able to inherit my position."

"Ah!" Zuo Mo stayed like a chicken, after a long while, he was late, Ai said: "You are talking about Pluto?"

"Yes." The corpse nodded. "I spent so much effort to unify them. I don't want to die, they split."

After that, the body looked like a smile and laughed at the left: "You make a big profit. If Mo Yunhai goes to the meditation, you already have the capital to dominate the world."

Left Momo scratched his head: "It is reasonable to say that I am a big bargain. But why is it?"

"Why?" The corpse laughed and immediately said: "There are several reasons. First, you have this ability. There is a god-level strength, and there is Mo Yunhai support. You have the ability to sit on this throne. I don't. I hope that after I die, the meditation will be in turmoil. Second, you are good. Mo Yunhai is quite good under your rule. You are not prejudiced against the Mozu, I am very relieved. Third, you are lucky."

Zuo Mo still feels stepping on the cotton pile, this happiness comes too fast, too sudden.

"Power doesn't make sense to me. The reason why I unified the meditation is just because it is my hometown." The corpse is faint.

Zuo Mo quickly woke up, and he was incredible: "The outside Dongfu and Yinlingwei are playing in full swing. Do you look at it?"

"There is no kind of happiness, it is not painful." The corpse was faint, and he looked at the left and said: "I have my own arrangements."

Zuo Mo suddenly realized: "I understand, this is simply the bureau of your cloth. You just want to see who is going to jump out, right?"

The corpse smiled, but did not answer, and said to himself: "You should raise your wounds first, and raise your wounds early, maybe, when you want to come out."

"Good." Zuo Mo felt that too. If all is restored, the help for the corpse must be greater.

In fact, he still has a lot of words. The corpse's knees are gradually dying out. It is like having an invisible mouth and swallowing the body of a corpse. Zuo Mo knows that the life of the corpse is really coming to an end. There is no way to recover it.

It is Zuo Mo, who has a realm of God, and he is also afraid of this complete annihilation that cannot be stopped.

Zuo Mo’s heart is very sad.

Although I know that a strong and powerful person will have a day of death; although I know that I have lived for tens of thousands of years, my heart is calm and serene, and he has already seen the world.

However, why are you still sad? Why are you still upset?

The returning corpse is probably the most powerful time of his life, because his life is burning at the end. The corpse did not wait calmly for the arrival of death, but chose to burn the only remaining life in the last time.

What do the corpse want to do?

Does he have any wish to complete it?

I don't know clearly, but he can clearly feel that the corpse has an indescribable deep feeling for this land.

Hometown?

The left silently thought that the word was strange to him.

But whatever it is for, he will go all out to help the corpse complete the last wish.

The key to the refining of the dead body was left. He did not listen carefully to it. He only listened for a while, and Zuo Mo felt that he had benefited a lot. The corpse's accomplishments in this respect are much more profound than those of the left Mo, and often the words are directed at the essence, and the left is intoxicated.

The corpse was explained in three days.

During these three days, the whole person's luster became brighter, his breath became stronger, and the whole person was like a blazing flame, which made people unable to look at it.

However, the knees of the corpse disappeared in vain.

Zuo Moqiang endured the sorrow in his heart and tried to repair his body.

The dead pool in the dead eye, after countless years of accumulation, those dead and pure as water. After the instructions of the corpse, Zuo Mo quickly found the essentials. Soon he discovered that the vitality of the water from the pool of the dead pool was even more pure than the vitality of the ghosts.

His injury will soon recover.

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The corpse sat on the throne and was so stunned.

"Don't you be afraid?" The corpse suddenly asked the sand doll.

Sha Yu’s voice: “Not afraid.”

"I am dead, you will die too." Corpse.

"Then die."

"Iron, how many years have you followed me?" The corpse turned and asked.

The metal rhinoceros was thinking about it, saying: "Twelve thousand and forty-two years."

"For more than 10,000 years, time flies very fast." The corpse said with emotion, he suddenly said: "If I want you to survive?"

Five eyes glanced at him, and the temperature in the hall plummeted and murderous.

The corpse laughed: "Well, if you are alive, you will certainly feel bored and bored. If so, let's do one thing together."

The murderousness disappeared.

"He is coming." The black fog suddenly said.

"Let him come in." The corpse faintly said that at this moment, he was like the majestic Pluto.

When the visitor saw the corpse, he was immediately excited and inexplicably, and worshipped on the ground: "Wang Shang!"

His voice choked and he was very excited: "Great! Great! Wang Shang! It’s okay for the king! Nothing is fine!"

"Get up." The corpse is faint.

He stared at the big man in front of him. In front of this tattooed big man, he is one of the four great lords, who are in charge of the desert of Xi'an.

"An Mo, this time is hard." The corpse looks calm.

"The subordinates are not working hard." An Moe shook his head. He immediately worried: "Wang Shang, Dong Hafu and Yin Lingwei played very fiercely. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. Should we not intervene?"

When he said this, his eyes were full of light, and there was a half-faced unhealed appearance.

"Gamman's ambition, I already knew." The corpse said faintly: "Youzhe is so, and within my expectation, Haixin Bing disappointed me."

An desert is in a cold, he knows that Wang Shang has already sentenced the death penalty of Jiaman and Haixin Bing. As long as the king is still alive, no one can compete with the king, and the four meditations are impossible.

"Wang, you ordered it! Xishoufu up and down, pillows and treats, you can attack at any time."

"After a few days, you will see the next Pluto." The corpse was unmoved, and then he took a look at Anmo: "I hope that you can help the next Pluto like you."

An desert tiger body shocked, exclaimed: "The next Pluto?"

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