He could not understand the astounding change that was occurring in Zuo Mo's consciousness.
Slender and beautiful legs stretched out from the tombstone. With the clattering of armor, the beautiful figure that appeared on the tombstone slowly walked out from the tombstone. The eyes that were as dark as the night were surrounded by a circle of beautiful and complex patterns that were filled with wildness and seductiveness. The palm colored skin that was exposed was as smooth as the best silk. Her voluptuous figure could not be concealed even by the armor.
"Oh, your freedom, no need to report," the female warrior waved her hand and said unconcernedly.
In a blink, a beautiful face that seemed to smile appeared on the gravestone.
Was this the backlash of the yao art?
"I was being merciful, giving you face in front of everyone!"
"You want me to die?" The female warrior lazily responded. She threw the enormous claw on the ground and laid on it. Then she yawned and said indistinctly, "Why am I sleepy again … …"
"Little Pu Pu, you still like to boast! Seeing that you guarded Jiejie for three thousand years, Jiejie will let you have three moves! "
Thinking of Teacher, Pu Yao forced himself to say, "Please, Daren, do not pass mo skills to him."
"Little Pu Pu, you still have such a sharp tongue!"
The faint sigh was filled with deep loneliness, sorrow, and guilt.
The female warrior immediately had an excited expression. She raised the enormous claw that was multiple times larger than her body. "Good, good, I've slept for three thousand years, I'm so bored, I've wanted to fight for a long time!"
He suddenly turned his face, his gaze as sharp as a sword as he stared at the gravestone. "It's you!"
"Hm." In the sea of consciousness, Pu Yao's expression changed and he suddenly stopped teaching Guard Camp. He carefully examined Zuo Mo. His expression quickly changed, his bloody pupil suddenly expanding as he exclaimed, "Great mo physique!"
"Little Pu Pu, long time no see!" A sweet and lazy voice filled with teasing suddenly came from the gravestone.
"Guard you? My Corps Commander who thinks so highly of himself! What I am defending is the honor of the corps! If the corpse of a corps commander lands in the hands of the enemy, it would be a disgrace to our corps! "
"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can this boy use the Great mo physique? He's clearly not a pure-blooded demon! "
The six transformations of the Great Day mo physique, Light Void Wings, Golden Crow Feet, Day Script Palm, Flame Seal Armor, Midday Blade, Great Day.
What entered the Ten Finger Prison was only the consciousness. There was no physical body here, no ling power. How could he use the six transformations of the Great Day mo physique? Could it be that what was burning now was his own divine sense?
"You miss me so much!" A charming chuckle came from the tombstone. It was so sweet that it seeped into one's bones. The figure on the tombstone, which was composed of simple lines, became more and more clear, as if there was an invisible pen that was constantly sketching it out.
Pia, without any warning, her right hand grabbed Pu Yao's neck and picked him up like he was picking up a little chick. Then she suddenly pulled him in front of her. She still had a charming smile on her face, but there seemed to be something churning in her black eyes, and her tone became very unfriendly.
Pu Yao's expression suddenly became strange. What Great Day mo physique, who wanted to cultivate that? After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, I will accept him as my student."
"Bitch, don't think that I'm afraid of you. You were able to become the corps commander because I let you … …"
A long while later, Pu Yao finally refocused. He stammered out, "Eldest Daren, you, you are still alive?"
The dumbstruck Pu Yao stared dazedly at this pair of eyes. Countless memories flooded into his mind. His eyes suddenly became warm.
The fine scales of the armor stuck closely to Zuo Mo's legs, but it seemed to have become even thicker. Five sharp claws extended out of the soles of his feet, extremely like the sharp hooks of the fiend soul leopard's toes. The five claws of the Golden Crow Feet were like hooks that tightly gripped the ground.
The dark gold armor plates the size of a fingernail were layered like fish scales. When Zuo Mo moved, they would flash with a water-like light. The helmet was perfectly round and stuck closely to the contours of Zuo Mo's face. There was a single black horn at the top of the helmet. There were circles of patterns on the horn, slightly curved forward, the tip sharp.
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The enormous claws were lifelike as though they were alive. It was hard to imagine what organism could have such terrifying enormous claws. It seemed that the entire figure of the female warrior was covered by this enormous claw.
"His Great Day mo physique is about to level up," the female warrior recovered her laziness and said unconcernedly.
Countless golden flames suddenly burrowed out of the armor and burned fiercely.
"Little Pu Pu, this is not good!" The female warrior had a smile on her face.
Pu Yao could not suppress the joy on his face. His lips trembled. After trembling for a while, for some unknown reason, his nose felt sore and tears came out. He said hoarsely, "Daren, they're all dead! Everyone is dead! "
Why not try … …
In a blink, Zuo Mo was completely covered by the golden threads except for his eyes. The bright golden threads quickly dimmed, and a dark gold armor appeared on Zuo Mo's body.
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The invisible power released by the flames was like a wave of heat that spread out in waves.
What surprised Pu Yao was that this blurry figure was gradually becoming clearer.
Fully armed, Zuo Mo felt as though he was a burning ball of fire. There seemed to be tens of thousands of burning and hot flows colliding inside his body. The destructive power they released caused even Zuo Mo's mind to waver.
Qinghua Xue's mind was not distracted. The blue flowers in her hands were not extinguished. The blue flowers floated into the air. These blue flowers that floated into the air did not blindly chase after Zuo Mo but danced in the air. There seemed to be many invisible lines connecting the blue flowers to each other.
The figure that was drawn out by simple lines had the unique grace of a female. She was dressed in tight-fitting battle armor and held an extremely strange weapon in her hand.
The Light Void Wings focused on speed, and were as fast as lightning. The Golden Crow Feet focused on power, and had the power of a thousand catties. When the two worked together, they were usually wondrous, and were the two moves that Zuo Mo was most familiar with. He had practiced the other four moves frequently, but he had never used them in battle.
"Little Pu Pu, my beloved Vice Corps Commander, you did not win against me!"
"What is going on here?" Pu Yao gaped. He felt that everything that had happened today was challenging the limits of his imagination. Everything was so unreal, everything was so incomprehensible.
When the golden threads reached Zuo Mo's waist, his legs were completely covered by the golden threads. Especially his feet, the golden threads were the thickest. The golden threads continued to spread towards his upper body. Bam, a pair of transparent golden wings suddenly shot out of Zuo Mo's back.
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Two figures fought in Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness.
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Pu Yao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, the tendons on his forehead bulging.
"Crying again, so boring." Pia, the female warrior released her hand. The vicious expression on her face disappeared as she muttered and walked to the side.
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Her heart shook and her expression changed slightly.
She lightly walked in front of Pu Yao who was like a statue. She bent down and gave an enchanting smile. "Little Pu Pu … …"
Eyes and eyebrows started to appear on the face that had been empty … …
Qinghua Xue looked with shock at Xiao Mo Ge who was being swallowed by the flames. Her hand couldn't help but shake.
"Little Pu Pu, you should also practice mo skills. I like manly men the most … …" The female warrior's black eyes had an expression of longing and infatuation.
"Little Pu Pu, your attitude just now wasn't very good!"
"You you you … …" Pu Yao paled as though he had seen a ghost and was incoherent in his speech.
Pu Yao ignored Shu Long. His bloody pupil stared hard at Zuo Mo.
On the black gravestone, a faint figure floated.
"How can he use the Great Day mo physique in the Ten Finger Prison?" Pu Yao asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.
It was endless and resonated with each other.
Zuo Mo curiously examined himself.
Zuo Mo had turned into a person of fire.
Shu Long who was receiving Pu Yao's guidance was puzzled. "Daren, what is the Great mo physique?"
This was the first time Zuo Mo had used all six transformations of the Great Day mo physique at the same time.
When this thought came out, it firmly took over Zuo Mo's mind and could not be erased.
Just as this thought came out, Zuo Mo felt a boom in his head as though something had exploded.
Zuo Mo's mind moved again. An even more daring thought suddenly came out. If … … if all six transformations were used at the same time … … what would it be like?
"Corps Commander, you are still so shameless!"
Pu Yao's heart shook and he knew it was not good. However, he still decided to argue. "Daren, please say first come first served!"
"The Great Day mo physique has some potential," the female warrior said casually. "This boy's luck is pretty good. You taught him how to cultivate the consciousness, and he accidentally walked the path of the Great Day mo physique."
"Oh oh oh, Little Pu Pu, wasn't it you who taught him the Great Day mo physique? Yao arts? So feminine. Such a good little man, how can you ruin him? "The female warrior still had a smile on her face.
An enormous claw that was much taller than she was!
His shoulders were shaped like two balls of burning flame. On his left arm, there was a small dark gold round shield. The round shield was painted with a bright red diagram of flames. His right hand held a strangely shaped blade, wide at the front and narrow at the back. The blade did not curve at all, and was as straight as a blade. The entire blade was shrouded in flames.
The golden light under his feet seemed to twist like golden threads and started to quickly spread up his calves.
"You you you … …" Pu Yao's lips started to tremble.
Pu Yao finally could not resist. He jumped up and swore, "Damned woman, you dare to curse my mother. Come, let's have a good fight … …"
The female warrior's body froze. A long time later, she sighed lightly and said, "Yes, everyone is dead, only we are left."
Suddenly, the eyes on the face blinked at Pu Yao. Pu Yao was dumbstruck as though he was petrified.
The dense golden threads spread up Zuo Mo's chest, climbed up his neck, and covered his face.
Inside the flames, that strange blade seemed to rise slightly.
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