Mo!
The other party's demon-like fighting style shocked him, but he quickly regained his composure. His years of experience in the military had allowed him to calmly deal with any situation he faced.
Just like Zuo Mo's present position.
But … … wasn't the Great Day mo physique something only those mo with the noblest bloodlines could cultivate?
The vice commander stilled again but he quickly understood this time.
Shi Dong was silent for a moment and then said out of nowhere, "It is a pity, if it was the Mist mo physique … …"
His consciousness spread out like a spiderweb.
The Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation, the position of the mo, and not being affected by the mo grass sea shocked him.
He was ten thousand percent certain that this was the Great Day mo physique, and a Great Day mo physique that had been cultivated to an extremely high level! The difficulty of cultivating the Great Day mo physique was as terrifying as its ranking among the colonel level mo physiques. Its six transformations were even harder to cultivate!
Each hardship guard was like a wisp of candle fire. They jumped according to the rhythm of their own heartbeat! The two brightest candles should be Shu Long and A Wen. Zuo Mo seemed to understand.
Shrill screams resounded from all directions!
Ye Ling couldn't help but have a strange feeling. As a true mo, his position was not like a mo, but like xiuzhe and yao. The other was clearly a xiuzhe but he was using the most mainstream and classic mo position.
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Mo … … was the other also a mo!
"Kill!"
Wei's expression became even worse.
The black smoke that flowed like fine blades around it was the purest mo killing essence.
The dark red Day Script pulled at the air and all kinds of presences in the ling power within ten li!
Ye Ling was frightened by his own thought.
A military officer in charge of logistics actually cultivated [Mist Hand Position]. This, this was too crazy!
The mo respected directness and violence. Their battle generals were usually at the very front of the battle formation, like the tip of an arrow! This way, they could gather the power of the entire battalion to the greatest degree, and give the strongest attack!
The vice commander's nagging finally caused Shi Dong's patience to reach its limit. He impatiently interrupted, "Ye Ling, you do not need to worry about him!"
This definitely wasn't a dhyana skill!
"What is it?"
Pu Yao dragged out the last syllable as he smacked his lips. He seemed to really be thinking of the glorious past.
After cultivating shen power, the connection between the three powers became even tighter. Moving one part would cause the entire body to move.
Silently, his killing intent soared to the heavens!
Pointing straight ahead!
Demon race?
This was a rather rare position.
"Mist Hand Seat!" The pure smile on Wei's face suddenly froze, revealing a shocked expression.
Seeing the worry on his assistant's face, Shi Dong thought and decided to say something. "Do not underestimate Ye Ling, he cultivates the [Mist Hand Seat]."
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"A very interesting demonic art." Pu Yao's voice suddenly interrupted, but his tone was filled with undisguised schadenfreude. "Little Wei and I have seen it before. Tsk tsk, that period of time, it really makes one miss it!"
Zuo Mo's howl was mixed with a thread of pain as his palm slammed towards the black mist!
Mantis Blade was unsheathed!
Mist Hand Seat?
Day Pattern Palm!
"Ah!" The assistant was shocked. His mouth gaped so wide an egg could be put in it. After a long time, he came back to his senses and stammered, "The Misty Hand Position? Heavens! Ye Ling Daren cultivates the [Mist Hand Seat]! "
But Zuo Mo's attention was not on himself. His attention was completely behind him!
His position was different from Zuo Mo's. He was at the center of the entire battle formation.
Yes, the mo!
"But … …"
When he saw this dark red Day Pattern, he almost went crazy.
The Day Pattern on Zuo Mo's palm suddenly lit up.
As though he thought of something, Pu Yao roared with laughter. The crazed and wild laughter echoed in Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness.
Zuo Mo's bad feeling grew. Had he encountered a hard opponent?
"Start!"
All Hail the King!
"Kill!"
Gongsun Cha saw Shi Dong's action and his mouth couldn't help but curve. His calm eyes suddenly boiled without any warning.
Hearing Pu Yao's words, Zuo Mo suddenly had a bad feeling. "Very powerful?"
With every step he took, his aura rose by a notch. When he walked to the front of the formation, it was as though he had been unsheathed. The sharp edge was exposed in the air without any reservation.
Who was the mo?
Two thousand candle flames flickered at the same frequency.
After the other detected his intentions, he had boldly advanced and pointed his blade at Turtle Island. Just this action won Lil 'Miss' respect.
Strangely, he sighed inside. In his blood that had been cold for many years, the fighting spirit and passion of his youth was awakened. His eyes became as black as mist.
"Powerful?" The corner of Pu Yao's mouth rose slightly as he shook his head. "No no no! It is not powerful, but very interesting, haha … … "
The hardship guards shouted in unison and attacked at the same time!
Zuo Mo didn't have time to ask questions before Ye Ling attacked.
Shi Dong gripped the hilt of the mantis blade, his expression as cold as ice. His back was straight as he slowly walked towards the front of the formation.
Only mo could cultivate the mo physique. Ye Ling had always paid attention to the news from the front lines and had never found any xiuzhe starting to cultivate the mo physique. The only thing that was close to the mo physique was the Dhyana xiu of the xiuzhe, but there was still a fundamental difference between the two.
Who was the mo … …
Power and killing essence continued to pour in. Zuo Mo felt his body was like an inflated balloon. The cold killing essence and destructive power continuously smashed at his mind.
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His body turned into a ball of smoke and melted into the air.
This really was a good opponent!
Yes … … he hadn't seen it wrong!
Mo respected power. From a young age, they were instilled with the concept of battle. Status, wealth, mo skills, the hope of the family, all of these had to be obtained through battle. This was a long battle that started when they were youths. It was cruel and covered in blood. Those that survived this battle and had some achievements were the elites of the mo.
However, he quickly calmed himself down. Wisps of power were calling out to him. Everything in the surroundings suddenly became unprecedentedly clear. The feeling of power that he had never felt before was like a seed that quickly sprouted and grew in his heart!
Zuo Mo was facing a great enemy. Pu Yao and Wei's reactions just now showed how powerful the other was.
After discovering Vermillion Bird Camp's advantage in speed, the other advanced at full speed without holding anything back. This seemingly risky action greatly weakened Vermillion Bird Camp's advantage in fighting on their own territory, and forced Vermillion Bird Camp to fight a decisive battle.
Almost at the same time, the eyes of every mo soldier under his command turned bright red as though they had been dyed with blood!
It was such a familiar feeling!
Woosh!
Oh, All Hail the King!
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"Day Script Palm! Great Day mo physique! "
A mo that had been stranded in the xiuzhe world?
Day Script Palm … … this … … this really was Day Script Palm … …
Suddenly, Shi Dong raised his head. His blue eyes narrowed slightly as he put his hand on the mantis blade at his waist.
However, when the battle started, Zuo Mo threw all other thoughts to the back of his mind.
But when he saw this Day Script, he completely sank into chaos.
It was not the usual blinding gold light, but a terrifying deep dark red!
Woosh woosh!
It might have been due to Pu Yao and Wei's stimulation that Zuo Mo's mind was abnormally focused. The power of the Great Day mo physique was restless inside his body. At the same time, his ling power and consciousness flowed on their own.
In front of them, an army was silently floating in the air.
The smile on Wei's face became even more stiff.
It was as though he was in the void, the countless candlelight behind him like stars.
Looking down from the sky, the entire mo army had stopped without any warning. The entire process was orderly and without any hint of chaos.
Day Script Palm, one of the six transformations of the Great Day mo physique!
When the dark red Day Script left Zuo Mo's palm, it furiously pulled at the air and ling power within ten li. The sky seemed to be dyed in a layer of dark red and the temperature in the air quickly rose.
Staring at the grey mist like he was staring at prey, Zuo Mo's eyes were vicious. Focusing on the battle, Zuo Mo did not have any more fear or hesitation.
The black smoke formed from killing essence gathered in Zuo Mo's right palm like ten thousand streams returning to their source.
Ye Ling was an elite like this. Even though he was only responsible for logistics, even though he had not participated in battle for many years, this instinct would not regress.
The wind blew the messy hair on his forehead. Under the rush of the excitement and pleasure of meeting his match, Gongsun Cha's neck blushed.
Zuo Mo did not dare to be careless. In the blink of an eye, the other's troop seemed to suddenly expand. The monstrous presence and killing essence gave him a great feeling of pressure.
A ball of grey mist exploded among the mo army. It expanded as it came into contact with the wind and spread out in a blink to cover the sky. Thousands of mo soldiers were quickly swallowed by the grey mist and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Ling was so shocked he almost shouted. Zuo Mo knew nothing about mo skills and mo physiques, but as a true mo, Ye Ling was familiar with all kinds of famous mo skills and mo physiques.
"How is Ye Ling Daren?" The vice commander was full of worry. "The other bet on Ye Ling Daren, the troop they sent definitely will not be weak … …"
Ye Ling was shocked by this crazy and daring idea that suddenly popped up. He seemed to be struck by lightning!
Strands of power gathered between them.
Wait!
Since when could even xiuzhe cultivate the Great Day mo physique? Had it become popular for xiuzhe to cultivate mo physiques?
A mo that had been stranded in the xiuzhe world, possessed noble bloodlines, and had worked hard to create a mo army!
His shy and bashful smile suddenly had a hint of craziness, as well as undisguised admiration.
Ye Ling's main responsibility was to manage logistics but he was not unfamiliar with battle. In reality, in the mo army known for its cruel competition, people that did not know how to fight could not survive.
This absurd thought flashed through his mind.
Great Day mo physique, ranked second among colonel mo physiques!
The gray fog churned endlessly, as if a huge monster was squirming.
Little Wei … …
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