Zuo Mo's face was covered in tears.
Later on, the two heard that during the sandstorm a few days ago, Daren and Teacher Wei and the other top experts had not entered the slave transporting boats. Just how frightening the sandstorm was was was vividly and vividly displayed by these fellows who were all talking at once. But when they talked about how the top experts that had not entered the boats had fought against the sandstorm, the two classic battle maniacs and thugs felt as though their bodies were going to be lit on fire.
Lei Peng did not speak. Ever since he had woken up, he had become much quieter and sat there like a block of wood. However, his gaze was frighteningly sharp, like a sword. But even this pair of eyes that were as sharp as swords had hints of worry.
"What is Daren doing?" Having woken up, Ma Fan walked out of the tent. Seeing Zuo Mo standing alone on a nearby sand dune, his face was puzzled.
He and Nian Lu had woken up three days ago, but Ma Fan had not woken up.
"Is it some method?" Ma Fan widened his eyes and almost went over.
"Cough cough!" Lei Peng wanted to remind him when Nian Lu suddenly spoke, "Aren't you going to greet Boss?"
Hearing this, Ma Fan instantly understood. He had been tricked by Lei Peng and Nian Lu. Rolling in the air, Ma Fan's figure suddenly unfurled. Like a large bird, he flew into the air and stared furiously at Lei Peng and Nian Lu on the ground.
Daren's movements looked very strange. It was as though his entire body was covered in fragile eggs, each movement slow and unhurried. Alone, he slowly spun in a circle.
In the air, Ma Fan was rolling in the air, his movements relaxed. The light of the Golden Crystal sand occasionally swept across his dazed face. The power of the collisions was not great, but it was extremely domineering.
Sounds of pursuit and howls could be heard from time to time in the camp. Cheers and laughter could be heard without end.
Ma Fan rose into the air and flew towards Zuo Mo.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "The sandstorm is coming!"
Due to Zuo Mo's influence, Golden Crow Camp liked to set up large formations. They especially liked the formation clusters that Zuo Mo had designed in the past.
Lei Peng and Nian Lu looked at the busy camp. Everyone was furiously cultivating. Having woken up, the two quickly heard a string of astounding news. For example, the sand under their feet was all fifth-grade Golden Crystal sand; the strange corpses could be ancient cultivators from tens of thousands of years ago.
Bang!
Lei Peng and Nian Lu exchanged a look and said in unison, "Run!"
To practice this kind of magical cultivation method, you need to be at least at the Gold Core stage. Don't you see that everyone is going crazy?
Everyone called it a violent collision, meaning that whether you were willing or not, the result would be the same. Of course, it also had another meaning. Regardless of whether the boss was willing or not, he had already raped others.
However, what Zuo Mo displayed right now was his strong nerves and strong resolve. Even if he was as weak as a child in front of this power, and had no power to resist at all.
That's right! This effect could be seen from Xie Shan's expression. If it wasn't effective, then why was that fellow's mouth almost reaching his ears?
Following that, this group of fellows took turns to pat the two of them on the shoulder, and sincerely comforted them to recuperate. Then, with a loud bang, all of them ran off to cultivate crazily.
Therefore, Zuo Mo had a new nickname – "Tyrant". This made him feel the helplessness of life.
"No matter, Boss is just relaxing." Nian Lu had an evil smile on his face but his tone was strangely calm.
A defensive formation had been designed for them to be a mid-sized defensive formation group.
But when a powerful force goes out of control, it means a disaster.
Everyone tried all kinds of methods but were unable to break through. Even Pu Yao was full of praise, saying that this group of people had the true teachings of Zuo Mo's turtle style.
He was already numb to the situation in front of him. Things like this had happened countless times recently. No one dared to come within thirty zhang of him.
"Ooh ooh ooh, the twentieth!"
Then someone secretly leaked "inside information." Supposedly, this was a cultivation method passed down from ancient times, and the effects were great!
Alright, he would rely on himself. In any case, it wasn't the first time. But, when would his dream of being a mistress and living off a woman be realized … …
The pitiful Ma Fan was like a rubber ball that was forcefully bounced away.
What was this … …
Zuo Mo tragically found that at the crucial moment, he still had to rely on himself.
The two of them, one left and one right, sprinted in opposite directions.
Ma Fan had woken up!
"Woah, Daren's violent collision! Overwhelming! Too overwhelming! "
Every matter was fantastical. If it wasn't that his teammates were all speaking with such conviction, and almost swearing to the heavens, Lei Peng and Nian Lu definitely would not have believed it.
It was all that damned change inside his body! Even the strange corpse could not predict what effect it would have when his consciousness, ling power, and flesh merged into one. It seemed that Zuo Mo had walked the same path as the strange corpse, but in reality, the two were completely different. After tens of thousands of years of development, the three great systems of yao, mo, and xiu had completely changed.
Ma Fan, who had just woken up, was confused. Nian Lu and Lei Peng were crouching on the ground and laughing as they furiously slapped the sand away. Seeing this scene, whistles and cheers rose and fell in the camp.
Out of consideration for safety, Zuo Mo found a batch of immortal tying chains and had them tie one end around his waist, the other end inside the formation. He knew the power of the sandstorm. Even Wei Sheng and the others could only protect themselves. If something happened, the only one that could save them was the strange corpse. Zuo Mo did not dare to guarantee that the strange corpse would act, so he had to make these protective measures.
Suddenly, Lei Peng's expression froze on his face. A moment later, he showed an expression of ecstasy and disappeared from his spot.
He was not discouraged, not discouraged.
Nian Lu was beside him with a joyful expression.
Ji Wei and Sun Bao were both experienced people. After making the plan to forge the large ship, they did not immediately start work but first set up defensive formations. They knew that forging the Golden Crystal sand ship was not a simple matter and would take a lot of time. Ensuring everyone's safety was the most important step. Even though they had the help of the strange corpse last time, Daren had said that relying on oneself was the most reliable.
This directly caused there to be more people outside than last time. There were not many ningmai third stratum xiuzhe, but there was a small group.
Everyone ran over to greet them and pat their shoulders. All of this made Lei Peng feel warm inside. But this group of fellows, after a brief greeting, ran off to cultivate madly, looking as if they wanted to cripple themselves.
But even more people's gazes were tightly locked onto Zuo Mo. All of them gaped, their mouths gaping as though they had seen a ghost.
Lei Peng and Nian Lu stared at each other. High intensity cultivation had always been a good tradition of the camp. However, it was the first time they had seen someone play with his life like this.
The most direct problem he faced now was that his actions were always a thread faster than his thoughts. For example, Ma Fan's situation was that if someone came within three zhang of him, his body would automatically react. This kind of reaction was faster than his consciousness. Usually, he would only react after he had sent someone flying.
Or should he use a different method? Sitting down again, Zuo Mo furiously thought of a way to help himself.
However, there were a few people that did not enter the defensive formation. Other than Wei Sheng and the other jindan people, people close to jindan like A Wen and Ma Fan were still outside and refused to go in.
"This guy really knows how to sleep, he still hasn't woken up!" Nian Lu muttered, a thread of worry flashing through his eyes.
The defensive formation lit up with golden light and steadily blocked the sandstorm outside. The people inside the formation nervously stared at the taut immortal tying chains. If there was anything wrong with their teammates outside, they would pull them into the formation together.
The situation inside his body was filled with a power and dominance that he could not understand. His body did not lack for power at all. Every piece of muscle, every drop of ling power, every thread of consciousness was filled with power.
And Zuo Mo, the instigator of all this, was carefully pulling himself out of the sand.
Ma Fan felt that Nian Lu's words were reasonable but he shook his head. "Let's wait for Boss to finish practicing."
Lei Peng and Nian Lu's expressions instantly became strange.
"As expected of Ma Fan. This roll, this posture, the difficulty level is definitely three point zero … …"
Training in the sandstorm could quickly increase one's strength. This saying quickly spread through the camp. For people like Ma Fan who were just a step away from jindan, this kind of training was even more important. It was even possible for them to comprehend and enter jindan. A Wen had recognized that his strength was not enough in the battle with the sand puppet last time and persisted in facing the sandstorm.
"That's good." Ma Fan, who did not see Nian Lu's expression, felt that Boss' actions were slightly strange, but knowing that Boss was not practicing, he did not have any more worries. Also, in his view, when had Boss ever been normal?
Lei Peng glanced at the righteous Nian Lu, his face twitching. He closed his mouth and did not make a sound.
… …
When he flew to a place three zhang away from Boss, his vision suddenly blurred. Boss had disappeared from his spot!
After the twentieth explosive strike, he finally understood that the methods he had thought of in the past few days had no effect at all. — — —
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What would be the result of the merging of the three powers that had developed and changed? The strange corpse did not know, Pu Yao and Wei did not know. Of course, Pu Yao's disdain and mockery could not be avoided.
You don't believe it? An heard it from the strange corpse's own mouth!
Ma Fan and the others also knew the power of this and obediently put it on.
At the same time, a feeling of danger rose. But before he could react, he felt as though he was being hit head-on by a furious slave transporting ship.
The sandstorm came quickly and swallowed them in an instant.
Without any warning, Boss disappeared!
On the distant horizon, a black line was growing thicker at an astounding rate. However, compared to last time, everyone was much calmer in the sandstorm this time. The camp was completely protected by formations. Golden Crow Camp had used Golden Crystal sand to set up new formations.
The present Golden Crow Camp had a strong academic atmosphere. The jade scrolls that Zuo Mo had given them were like seeds that had started to germinate and grow. It could be seen from the setting up of the formations this time. Even though they were not as fast as Zuo Mo, they were organized and organized. They had found a solution to the Golden Crystal sand that was hard to process.
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