World of Cultivation

Not a word was said between the two sides.

Zuo Mo could feel the other party's hostility without asking, but the Squid Thief didn't think it was necessary at all.

I am just a foundation builder, do I need to waste my time?

Although he knew that Zou Han was eager for revenge, Zhang Hao decided to send a few people from below to test it first. What's so magical about that empty flag will be revealed once you try it. Zhang Hao has experienced countless battles and knows that he cannot be careless. It is quite normal for a core disciple of a sect to have one or two life-saving magic weapons.

Most of these life-saving magic weapons are given by the elders in the sect, and they are extremely powerful. If one is not careful, it is not uncommon for the boat to capsize in the gutter. Since our side has the advantage, there is no need to take risks. Zou Han is his right-hand man. If he is accidentally tricked, Zhang Hao will be reluctant to part with him.

There are currently seventy people in the Black Wind Pirates, and five of them have reached the Pulse Condensation Stage. These five people are the backbone of the Black Wind Pirates. The people below can be supplemented at any time, especially in today's increasingly chaotic situation.

He called five of his men in the foundation-building stage to come forward. Even if the opponent holds a heavy treasure, his cultivation level is limited. With one against five, he is at an absolute disadvantage.

"Quick victory." He said casually, then turned to comfort Zou Han: "Don't be anxious, brother. When they catch this kid, whether to extract the marrow or peel the skin, I can do whatever you want!"

Zou Han said gratefully: "Thank you, boss!"

Zhang Hao burst out laughing: "Don't say such outlandish things. I've made a lot of great contributions over the years. It's no big deal about trivial matters."

The five of them did not dare to be careless. The flag above the opponent's head was flashing with brilliance. It was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary person. If it was one-on-one, they knew they were no match for those disciples from the sect. But if it's five against one, they have enough confidence. If you want to gain a foothold among the squid thiefs, especially foundation-building cultivators, you must learn how to cooperate with your companions.

This is also the reason why the cuttlefish has been able to live happily all these years.

The cooperation between them is very skillful, which is especially obvious during group battles. Fighting the strong with more and fighting more with more are their best fighting methods.

For the disciples of those sects, what they pay attention to is personal cultivation. This also destined them to have no advantage in group battles.

Five cultivators approached, their positions were staggered, and they vaguely echoed each other.

Zuo Mo stared at the five people without any nervousness. The sword light surrounding him was flying steadily and orderly.

There are five cultivators, three of whom are sword cultivators, one holding a black flag and the other holding a chain hook. The cultivation level of the five people is not much different from that of Zuo Mo, and they are all at the end of foundation building. The cultivator holding the black flag waved the black flag, and saw a black cloud as dark as ink covering Zuo Mo.

The three sword cultivators also launched an offensive. Three flying swords of different colors turned into three rays of light, changing in the air and shooting straight towards Zuo Mo.

A sneer appeared on the lips of the cultivator holding the chain hook. The black chain hook in his hand swayed gently, and a thin buzzing sound sounded rhythmically. The front end of the chain hook is a sickle hook, the chain is slightly thicker than the thumb, and the end of the chain is a drip-shaped pointed cone. The dark chain hook has a hint of blood, which shows that it drinks a lot of blood. It is a murder weapon!

Zuo Mo naturally didn't dare to neglect. The empty flag above his head fell into his hand and he waved the flagpole.

Hiss!

Countless sword lights flew out from the flag body and flew straight into the black clouds.

The sword light effortlessly penetrated the black clouds, which were churning endlessly and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Zuo Mo stared closely at the black cloud. Among the five people, the black cloud and the man holding the chain hook gave him the greatest sense of threat. On the contrary, the three sword cultivators posed the least threat. None of these three sword cultivators understood the meaning of the sword. In Zuo Mo's eyes, the three sword rays were just superficial.

This black cloud gave Zuo Mo a feeling a bit like the blood evil in the sect's sword cave, gloomy and dirty.

With clear consciousness, Zuo Mo clearly understood the origins of the three flying swords. Zuo Mo moved his feet and the three flying swords flashed past him. He was still staring at the black cloud, thinking quickly about how to deal with it. The guy wearing the banner was hiding behind a few people and wanted to attack him directly, which was a bit unrealistic.

The cultivator holding the chain hook remained motionless, like a seasoned hunter.

Full of patience, just waiting for Zuo Mo to show his flaws.

The speed of the black cloud is not fast, but its range is huge, making it difficult to dodge. The sword light that whizzes through does not block it for a moment.

Difficult guy!

Zuo Mo felt a little dizzy.

In the distance, Fu Feng and others were watching from the wall with a leisurely expression. But when Fu Feng saw the black flag, he looked slightly surprised: "Black Blood Flag? Is there anyone else refining it?" He looked at it carefully and felt relieved. Said: "It turns out that it is incomplete, no wonder."

"What is the Black Blood Flag?" Gui Feng asked suddenly. The Black Blood Flag was mentioned in the "Nine Ghost Nail Curse" that Fu Feng gave him, but it was not detailed.

"A kind of side magic weapon, which is refined from filthy things. It can defile people's flying swords. It is quite effective." Fu Feng did not hide it and answered very readily: "This kind of magic weapon is mostly seen in cultivators." It’s just that it’s not easy for cultivators like Guimingyin Shen to refine it. The pole flag is made of black dog blood, and its grade is low. The refining method is incomplete, and its power is very limited.”

Gui Feng listened very attentively. Although he practiced sword techniques, they also belonged to the category of ghosts, ghosts and gods. There are many practitioners of Gui Ming Yin Shen among casual cultivators, but in sword cultivators, it is difficult for him to enter the hall. He usually has no one to ask for advice.

Fu Feng glanced at it and said in a relaxed tone: "However, if you don't know how to deal with it, this thing is not easy to deal with."

The others in the Black Wind Thief looked very relaxed. From their point of view, there was no suspense in this battle.

Zhang Hao smiled and said to Zou Han: "The Xuanyin Banner this guy is holding is a good thing! It can have the effect of a surprise weapon every time, but it is a pity that it is not easy to refine. Otherwise, if we can match a few more banners, our strength will be great It’s increased a lot.”

Zou Han felt much better at this time and his face calmed down. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Boss is too greedy. We are lucky to have one in our team. Apart from us, I haven't heard of anyone in the same industry who has one. The boss actually wants to add a few more shots."

"Haha!" Zhang Hao laughed: "That's right, I'm too greedy!"

He was extremely proud. Although the number of the Black Wind Thieves was not large, there were many strange people, and their strength was second to none among their peers in the Sky Moon Realm.

Just when Zuo Mo was in a panic, he suddenly heard Pu Yao snorting disdainfully: "It's embarrassing to bring out such rags!" Then he said to Zuo Mo with contempt: "You can't even defeat such rags. It's really too much. Embarrass me!"

Zuo Mo was immediately upset. What time had this happened? He couldn't help but yelled: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Tell me what to do?"

"The methods of meditation are very effective."

"Zen practice?" Zuo Mo was speechless for a while as he looked at the black clouds flying closer and closer. When did this happen...

"Oh, I forgot that you don't understand. You only have a half-baked knowledge of "King Kong Wei Yuan", which is useless." Pu Yao said slowly.

On purpose, this guy definitely did it on purpose! Zuo Mo felt his teeth itching with hatred.

"Oh, I remembered, this thing is afraid of fire."

Zuo Mo cheered up, he was afraid of fire, that would be easy to do!

The most indispensable thing in his hand is fire!

With a flip of his palm, an exquisite box appeared in his hand.

Zuo Mo's movements attracted everyone's attention.

what is that?

Just when everyone was curious, Zuo Mo raised his hand and threw the jade box towards the black cloud.

The cultivator holding the black flag snorted coldly, and his spiritual energy immediately rushed towards the black flag. The black cloud became thicker and darker, like thick ink, and a disgusting smell suddenly escaped.

His Xuanyin flag was refined using a secret method based on a fragment of a scrap. It is a magic weapon that has been tried and tested repeatedly.

Seeing the other party throwing a jade box, he sneered in his heart. The Wu Kong Flag releases only sword light, not physical objects, so it is not affected.

I am not afraid that you will use the magic weapon, but I am afraid that you will not use the magic weapon!

There was a glimmer of success in his eyes.

The small jade box rolled in the air, attracting everyone's attention.

Zuo Mo's power was so great that in the blink of an eye, the jade box flew into the black clouds.

The cultivator holding the chain hook shook his head, a little regretful that he didn't have a chance to make a move. He knew the black flag of his companion very well. No matter what magic weapon it was, if it was even slightly tainted by this black cloud, it would look like scrap metal. I don’t know how many practitioners in the pulse condensation stage have stumbled on this inconspicuous black cloud.

As soon as the jade box flew into the black clouds, it was quickly eroded. The surface of the jade box was dark, with patches of rotten white spots appearing.

A proud smile appeared on the face of the cultivator holding the banner.

Suddenly, a ray of sword light penetrated into the black cloud and hit the jade box with perfect accuracy!

This is……

The smile on the face of the cultivator holding the banner suddenly froze.

Snapped!

The eroded jade box was extremely fragile and was immediately shattered by the sword light.

A ray of pure golden flame broke out of the box.

Golden Crow Fire!

Tsk!

The thick, ink-like black cloud was like a ball of black oil, which was suddenly ignited, and the weak wisp of Golden Crow Fire exploded in intensity. The fire spread from the middle of the black cloud to the outer layer at an alarming speed.

The cultivator holding the flag showed a look of horror in his eyes.

Fu Feng, who was watching the battle from a distance, his eyes widened and couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "Golden Crow Fire! It turns out to be Golden Crow Fire!"

Golden Crow Fire!

Chang Heng and Gui Feng both felt a chill in their hearts. Their eyes were fixed on the black cloud, not daring to move away even a little bit. The foundation-building cultivators under his command looked confused.

"Hey, what's going on?" Zhang Hao was stunned. There was a faint golden light in the thick black clouds.

Could it be that the magic weapon that the little kid just threw was not affected?

Zou Han couldn't help but stare at the black cloud.

The two looked at each other and found that each other's eyes were extremely hot. There are very few magic weapons that can not be affected by black clouds. That is definitely a good magic weapon!

The golden light in the black cloud became more and more powerful, and all the cultivators noticed the strangeness of the black cloud. However, their thoughts were exactly the same as those of Zhang Hao and Zou Han, and no one noticed the deep despair on the face of the flag-holder cultivator.

A ray of golden flame finally burned through the black clouds and came out.

In the blink of an eye, the surface of the thick and substantial black clouds was covered with a layer of blazing flames.

In the sky, a huge golden fireball hung like a scorching sun.

The golden flame is extremely pure, and its domineering power suddenly spreads out, like a hurricane sweeping across!

"Ah!" The heart-rending scream made everyone's hearts jump.

Those who practice by holding flags have become golden flaming people.

With just enough time to let out a scream, the cultivator holding the flag and the black flag turned into a pile of ashes.

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