World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo's fighting spirit was high, his blood was boiling, his body was slightly arched, his hands were placed on his chest, and his fingers were spread out, like a beast gathering momentum, giving people a sense of danger! This was the starting stance for melee combat in the Great Sun Demon's body, and he subconsciously used it at this time.

The surroundings were deathly quiet, forcing Zuo Mo to concentrate unprecedentedly, and all his consciousness was mobilized. His spiritual consciousness has been improving by leaps and bounds recently. He has never mobilized so much spiritual consciousness at once like he did today. The usual "fishing" squeezed out his spiritual consciousness every time, but Xiao Yaoshu's spiritual consciousness consumption was extremely low, and the whole consumption process was like a long stream of water.

But this time the transfer was carried out without any reservations and was a desperate move.

The lively consciousness enveloped his body, and everything around him was quickly outlined in his mind, as clear as the reflection in a mirror lake.

The surrounding temperature gradually rose, the scorching breath became heavier, the dark and deep void became brighter little by little, and the surrounding turned red.

Zuo Mo remained motionless, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his whole aura was restrained, like a stone sculpture.

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"How many years has it been since no one touched the prison breakout battle? He doesn't look very young. He's really perverted!" Leng Lan said to his friend Chang Zheng with emotion. The two of them had just rushed from the second prison to Mo Shuimingkong. Before they could take a breath, they saw Zuo Mo who was independent in the battlefield of the prison.

Leng Lao wore a black silk robe with a large number of intricate patterns woven from gold threads on the collar and sleeves. Her figure was tall and upright, and she was extraordinary handsome. He comes from a famous family and has always looked higher than his head. His condescending arrogance has long been embedded in his bones. However, he is not stupid. Facing the pervert in the prison battlefield, he didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance.

The perverts who can trigger the battle to break the prison are the perverts among perverts. If he can continue to pervert, in another hundred or two hundred years, he will even be qualified to enter the Presbyterian Church.

Chang Zheng stared intently and exclaimed: "He is indeed a pervert. I can't even feel his presence. This breath-holding technique is beyond our ability." Then he said with some doubts: "But this posture...how does it look like? Magical power..."

After all, Leng Lan came from a famous family and had better eyesight. He looked at it for a long time before nodding: "It's a magic skill!"

"Double cultivation of demons and demons? This is too ridiculous!" Chang Zheng's face was full of disbelief.

Leng Lan was also full of doubts. He didn't dare to draw any conclusions, so he could only say, "We'll find out later."

The two demons stared intently at the prison battlefield. They had also passed through Mo Shuimingkong's prison battlefield back then. With their strength, it didn't take much effort. They were quite curious, was the rumored prison-breaking battle really that powerful?

At this moment, the first wave of attacks began on the prison battlefield.

The long red light suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. They came from all directions, drew dazzling red lines, and converged towards one point at an astonishing speed to form a dazzling red light spot.

The red light spot expanded rapidly, and in an instant, a huge fireball floated a hundred feet away from Zuo Mo, with red flames continuously spurting out into tongues of fire. The abundant fire power spreads as the heat wave spreads. Zuo Mo just felt like he was in the great alchemy furnace, and it was unbearably hot.

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The dazzling red light, the red light as bright as a shooting star, the majestic burning fireball, and the surging tongues of fire made all the monsters watching outside look in admiration.

"Master Qianliu, who is unparalleled in water magic, never thought that fire magic could be so domineering!" Chang Zheng looked full of admiration.

Leng Lan also had a look of reverence on his face and said full of yearning: "It is said that when Lord Qianliu broke the prison and renamed Mo Shui Mingkong, he was only twenty-eight years old. It is really terrifying to be able to rename a prison at the age of twenty-eight. respectable."

"Hey, if someone hadn't fought to break the prison, we wouldn't have been so lucky." Chang Zheng suddenly smiled and said: "I don't know how Master Qianliu felt when he knew that his Mo Shuimingkong was challenged?"

A huge fireball, burning blazingly, with a domineering and scorching breath, carrying the power of fire that hurts the soul,

Wave after wave sweeps across everything around it. Zuo Mo's figure was as small as an ant under the fireball.

"He seems very confident." Leng Lan said suddenly.

"Of course, those who can trigger the battle to break the prison are not mediocre people." Chang Zheng took it for granted, but his tone immediately changed: "But similarly, the fire magic that Master Qianliu can leave his mark on the Ten Finger Prison is not So easy to deal with.”

"Who are you helping? If you say it, you haven't said it yet." Leng Lan rolled his eyes.

"Haha, let's watch the fun, watch the fun!" Chang Zheng laughed awkwardly.

The two spoke quickly, but their eyes did not move away at all, staring at Zuo Mo in the field.

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Zuo Mo's narrowed eyes revealed only a narrow slit, and no one could see it. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a cold and strange flame beating silently.

The open arms, spread fingers, and slightly arched figure gave the onlookers the illusion that he was planning to embrace this domineering and deadly fireball!

Zuo Mo didn't panic.

The deadly and fiery aura exuded by the huge fireball in front of him did not make any waves in his heart.

Among the five elements, the fire element is the one he is most familiar with besides the water element. From the original Li Shui Sword Art to the later Golden Crow Fire, he can be regarded as a master of playing with fire.

The fireball in front of him was somewhat similar to the fireball when Pu Yao demonstrated it to him. When Zuo Mo encountered difficulties in understanding the Li Shui Sword Technique, Pu Yao also made a huge fireball when he gave him some guidance.

This familiar scene made him feel a little dazed. But with just a hint of trance, his body naturally entered a fighting state. He was no longer a disciple of Wu Kong Sword Sect without actual combat experience. Having experienced many battles, he is keenly aware of opportunities.

He took the initiative.

In the void, he stepped forward and disappeared from the sight of the demons.

The strange steps aroused awe, and the monsters were even more amazed by his behavior. If you rush directly towards the fireball, isn't that looking for death? This fireball was almost formed by mobilizing the power of the entire prison battlefield. The power of fire contained in it was so rich that it had reached an extremely terrifying level. As long as it is affected by any tongue of fire, it is probably impossible to escape intact.

The fireball seemed to feel threatened, and the tongues of fire roared, and red fire whips swept towards Zuo Mo. In the void, the intensity of the power of fire suddenly reached a terrifying level.

Sweat beaded on his red forehead. The concentration of fire power in the prison battlefield made him, who was proficient in fire magic, feel frightened.

Zuo Mo stepped out of the void, without stopping at all, and stepped forward, as if he had stepped into the void again.

Unconsciously, his legs were shrouded in a faint golden light.

The gushing tongues of fire rushed towards Zuo Mo crazily, narrowly missing him several times, only by a hair's breadth. Seeing such a thrilling scene, Nan Yue turned pale and almost screamed several times.

Zuo Mo's expression was indifferent, as if he was unaware of anything, and his feet were as if he were strolling in a leisurely courtyard, without any trace of panic.

Among the monsters watching, there were many knowledgeable people, and their expressions all changed. None of them had seen such strange steps. The two demons Leng Yan and Chang Zheng felt their bodies stiffen and their eyes showed horror.

Just when the demons were shocked by Zuo Mo's steps, no one noticed that there was a faint light in Zuo Mo's hands.

With every step, the light on Zuo Mo's hand became stronger.

When Zuo Mo took the twelfth step, the light in his hands was as rich as substance, almost flowing like liquid.

What's this?

The eyes of the demons were unconsciously attracted by the light shrouded in Zuo Mo's hands, and while their hearts were awe-inspiring, they were also full of curiosity.

Everyone knows that this is Zuo Mo's killer move. No matter how mysterious the steps are, you can't break the fireball, you still have to rely on offensive magic. The colorful light shrouded in his hands created a rainbow-like afterimage during Zuo Mo's high-speed movement. As Zuo Mo disappeared and appeared, it also turned into sections of broken rainbow.

Killing move!

It must be a killer move!

Everyone's eyes widened and they didn't dare to blink.

Nanyue suddenly covered her mouth and suppressed the exclamation that was coming to her lips. Her eyes were full of disbelief.

Oh my god, how... how is it possible?

That is……

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Zuo Moji's almost cold calmness continued to heat up with every step he took and every time he got closer to the fireball. His momentum continued to rise with his pace.

His figure paused slightly, almost contrary to convention.

Thirty feet away, the domineering and hot flames hit him, as if they were going to burn him.

He squatted down slightly, his hands hanging sideways at his sides.

The slightly closed eyelids were completely opened, and the calmness in the depths of the eyes was like cold grease being thrown into the fire, and the flames exploded. The boiling fighting spirit burned every nerve of Zuo Mo.

All the tongues of fire in the fireball rushed towards Zuo Mo. In front of Zuo Mo, countless tongues of fire intertwined into a raging sea of ​​fire.

The rising momentum reached its peak at this time, and he suddenly raised his face.

"kill!"

The wanton and violent killing intent burst out with Zuo Mo as the center.

Zuo Mo, who was flying into the air, was like a flying sword suddenly unsheathed, raising a dazzling ray of light and slashing towards the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him!

In the sea of ​​​​fire that covered the sky and the sun, a streak of color cut out a straight and dazzling straight line, and sparks flew like rain.

Among the sparks, the colorful fireball hit!

All the domineering and violent aura and all the fighting spirit seemed to be submerged into the fireball with this slash.

The prison battlefield paused.

Everything paused.

Time seemed to suddenly stop.

Snapped.

Like the sound of an eggshell being cracked, the domineering and terrifying red fireball exploded gently and turned into a cloud of sparks.

Sparks scattered like rain and mist, and Zuo Mo's figure loomed, his whole body's aura was gone, and the colorful light in his hands disappeared.

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Silence, dead silence.

For ten breaths, no one made any sound. It was not until ten breaths later that the demons watching seemed to suddenly wake up, and the sounds of uproar suddenly started one after another.

"Who has seen clearly what kind of witchcraft that is?"

"so amazing!"

"I've never seen it before, it must be a secret witchcraft! What a monster! I don't know which hidden family it came from!"

"It's worth it! It's not in vain! It's so worth it..."

No one among the demons watching could remain calm, and the crowd was agitated.

Among the demons, Nanyue covered her mouth tightly, and she had only one thought over and over in her mind.

That is……

The arguments around her reached her dazed ears as if they were far away. No one expected that among so many monsters, she was the only one who understood the moves.

That is

——Little magic!

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