Ever since Guard Camp was established, it seemed to be fated to have an indistinct competitive relationship with Vermillion Bird Camp. Even though the great majority of the camp guards of Guard Camp were captives of Vermillion Bird Camp. At the time, Vermillion Bird Camp was peerlessly sharp, and had dominated Little Mountain Jie. In reality, for a long time after it was established, Guard Camp was in an extremely awkward state. Their offensive capabilities were weak, and not only could they not fight for Daren, they were burdens at many times.
Pu Yao started to habitually mock the group.
The elders in the room burst into an uproar, and many elders could not help but stand up. These elders were so emotional that they naturally forgot to restrain their power. All of the furniture in the room cracked and exploded into pieces.
Zuo Mo ignored him and looked seriously at A Wen in the field. A Wen's speed was peerlessly fast and did not lose to those sword xiu that rode on swords. His agility was even better than sword xiu.
"Kill!"
Hearing this, Zuo Mo finally noticed the other people in Guard Camp. As expected, they were all large. Each person had exaggerated muscles, and their bodies were generally half as large as the average person. Adding on the thick armor, they were like moving steel fortresses.
Everyone else sighed in shock. They widened their eyes in fear of missing a detail. Many of the techniques that A Wen was displaying were inspirational to them, especially those camp guards that had broken through to weaponization.
When Zuo Mo saw A Wen, he asked with a smile, "A Wen, how is your cultivation?"
"Hee hee, Daren, look." A Wen held his black spear as though he was presenting a treasure. "I also weaponized! And comprehended some fun things! "
Shu Long tightly gripped the long halberd in his hand. A cold feeling came from his hand as though a wave of power had burrowed into his body. His chest was filled with fighting spirit.
Zuo Mo's interest was also slightly piqued. "Come come come, show me."
"Haha, Little Monkey, if you can't do it, you should change people!"
The completely black long spear did not have any patterns, but it gave people the feeling that it had been carefully polished. The lines were smooth and natural, and there was a blood groove on each side of the spearhead. A bright red necklace hung at the spearhead, but it caused the originally cold and murderous black spear to have a burning and flamboyant presence.
A sound of metal clashing. Many long black gold feathers suddenly shot out of his black armor.
Shu Long suddenly saw Zuo Mo and A Gui at the gates of the camp and hurriedly bowed.
The surrounding people immediately jeered. A Wen was even more embarrassed. He scratched his head and stood at the side. Seeing him like this, the others laughed even louder.
So fast! Zuo Mo's pupils contracted slightly. His eyes were extraordinary but he could only see a black shadow. He was shocked. With A Wen's present speed, unless Zuo Mo used the Light Void Wings, he could only eat the dust behind A Wen.
A Wen cursed back. His smiling face suddenly became stern as he stood with his spear.
When the blast dissipated, a deep pit about five feet wide appeared in the corner of the camp.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Cang Ze buried his head even lower, grimacing inside.
"Yo, little monkey, are you shy again?"
Even many people in Vermillion Bird Camp could not understand why Daren would create such a weak Guard Camp.
A Wen's face flushed red and he became slightly embarrassed. "Daren has seen a joke."
…
Moreover, this pit was like a knife cutting tofu. The bottom and the top of the pit were the same width. This could only mean one thing. The power of A Wen's attack was concentrated and evenly distributed.
Zuo Mo rubbed his chin and said straightforwardly, "Not bad, not bad! This fast, we don't need to use the turtle method in the future. I wonder if we can fly? It's good that we can fly! "
"How can he know how to cultivate Grey Scar Art? He definitely is a liar! "
"Little Monkey, don't lose face in front of Daren!"
Zuo Mo was very shocked.
The way out could be slowly found, but if they didn't even have ling energy to cultivate, for xiuzhe, it was like there was a sword hanging over their heads.
Clang!
It wasn't as simple as them having an extra weapon!
"This boy's talent isn't bad." Pu Yao couldn't help but come out. "Look, this is the difference! He can cultivate to this level with a tattered [Hardship Guard], don't you feel ashamed? "
A Wen acknowledged the order. With a flip, he flew back more than twenty zhang. Seeing this, the other people in the camp stopped what they were doing and encouraged A Wen.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but roar with laughter.
Finally, after Shu Long became armor, the situation gradually changed. After becoming armor, Shu Long didn't just regain his youthful appearance, his combat abilities had quickly jumped to the level of the top subordinates under Daren's command. The destructive power of the Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation started to provide combat power, but the main force of the battle was still Vermillion Bird Camp.
"No." A Wen scratched his head and said, "The black spear is made from fiendish energy. If it leaves the hand, it will dissipate."
Thirty zhang in front of him, a spear tip suddenly appeared out of thin air!
… …
In the air, A Wen seemed to have completely broken through the restraints of space. The spear tip that he stabbed out could appear at any place within one hundred zhang of him.
A Wen shouted, a red and black light tearing through the air.
※ ※ ※
In the air, A Wen flipped, the black spear in his hand suddenly stabbing out.
Zuo Mo, who could be considered an old bird, knew just how much of an advantage he would have in battle with such astounding speed.
It was a very simple matter to create a pit that was fifty zhang wide with one blow. However, this pit seemed to be slightly deep. Zuo Mo flew to the edge of the pit and looked at the bottom. His heart instantly shook. This pit was probably more than twenty zhang deep!
The elders of the Grey Clan all spoke at once, their faces red and their necks thick. They looked as though they were going to kill someone.
Pu Yao finally remembered that the person in front of him had thick skin and was immune to this level of mockery.
Zuo Mo thought that even if it was him, he would have lost more than half of his life after being hit like this.
Pu Yao's tone was slightly regretful. "Actually, Shu Long's talent isn't bad. It is a pity that he started cultivating at a slightly old age."
The enormous elder room was deathly silent.
Hiss!
A Wen's figure was thin and slender to begin with. With the addition of these long black gold feathers, he was even more agile. A Wen's feet bent slightly and then his figure disappeared from his spot.
The heavy and cumbersome armor caused their movements to be slow. This caused them to be in a more defensive position.
"What is this?" Zuo Mo's expression changed.
Shu Long had a gratified expression. He was the oldest, and his personality was steady and steady. His competitive nature was not strong to begin with. He had basically taught A Wen everything. Seeing the other improve rapidly, he was very happy.
"Capture? What if he really knows how? If we offend him, then our losses will be great! "
A Wen was much stronger than when he had just been rescued. The exquisite black armor did not seem cumbersome at all, but light and delicate.
Cang Ze's scalp prickled. He didn't dare to make a sound. "That's what he said."
"That's enough. All of you, shut up!" A deep voice rang out, and all the other voices disappeared.
At this time, the red necklace on the black spear in A Wen's hand suddenly turned to a thread of flame and wrapped around the tip of the spear.
"Ten Golden Souls, every year."
When A Wen had been rescued, his body had been very thin and small. Even though he was much stronger now, but in this Guard Camp that was full of strong males, his figure was on the thin side. Adding on that A Wen's personality was lively and energetic, and he was clever, everyone called him Little Monkey.
A Wen's expression was solemn. The air around him flowed and sped up. In an instant, it hissed like a spear.
A Wen's figure flashed and he appeared next to Zuo Mo.
Now the situation had finally changed.
"Don't think so well." Pu Yao could not bear to see Zuo Mo feel good. He smirked coldly and said, "This boy is extraordinarily talented. Other people are far lacking compared to him. They can only be heavy armor hardship guards. " Then, his tone changed. "So many cultivation sects are blind. How could they turn a blind eye to such a good seedling?"
Boom!
"Ashamed? Why should I be ashamed? "Zuo Mo's eyes did not move away as he responded," The stronger he is, the better. "
It was not hard to make a pit that was five zhang wide, but a pit that was twenty zhang deep was a very difficult matter!
"Pah, just be jealous!"
"Haha, Little Monkey's skin is thin!"
"Little Monkey, give me one!"
Chief Elder still spoke. Cang Ze wiped his cold sweat and rejoiced inside.
"Not bad, Little Monkey," Zuo Mo praised. "You have broadened my horizons."
A Wen saw Zuo Mo and hurriedly ran over. "Daren, Daren."
"Can the spear leave the body?" Zuo Mo asked.
Before, he had been worried about the problem of morale. Seeing the bustling scene in the camp, his heart instantly relaxed slightly. In reality, the morale of Guard Camp had always been good. The black fiendish energy that filled this place gave Guard Camp hope of surpassing Vermillion Bird Camp. They worked even harder to cultivate. Vermillion Bird Camp's morale had been greatly affected. However, after Zuo Mo threw over a [Fiend Ling], they had settled down.
"What conditions does he have?" The wrinkled Chief Elder opened his eyes.
Everyone felt their vision suddenly light up. A burning and vicious wave of energy swept through all of Guard Camp.
The noisy Guard Camp instantly quieted. The smiles on everyone's faces faded and their expressions became serious. A Wen was young but his talent was exceptional. He sat stably in the second position of Guard Camp, his combat ability just below Shu Long. They were all very curious what A Wen had comprehended after meditating for such a long time in the fiendish mist.
"Void Cleaving, a little technique, don't make a fuss." Even though he said this, Pu Yao could not disguise the smugness on his face. "To comprehend Void Cleaving at such a young age, it is rare among the mo guards."
Every person in Guard Camp held their breath. They furiously cultivated without sparing their energy. They never asked what they were cultivating, or why they were cultivating like this. They only buried their heads in cultivation. Hardship? They were xiu slaves and were not afraid of hardship.
Zuo Mo looked around. Seeing everyone was cultivating, he gave a slight smile. "Not bad."
"Who cares if he is a swindler or not, if we catch him, everything will be clear!"
In a good mood, Pu Yao instantly started to show off. "Actually, hardship guards like this boy are rare. The greatest responsibility of a mo guard is to protect their master, and not to kill enemies. So the most common mo guards are big guys. These guys in Guard Camp are too weak. The best mo guards are the Mountain Ridge Bull mo and the Stone Rhinoceros mo. If they cultivate [Hardship Guard], tsk tsk, they are a moving little mountain. If a mantis mo cultivates [Hardship Guard], it is easier to produce shadow mo guards that are skilled in speed. But a mantis mo is something that will die with a touch. Who would use it as a guard? Do they not want to live long enough? "
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