Other people thought that Zuo Mo's hand was pressed against the Anti Dragon Claw but they did not know that the Anti Dragon Claw was covered in invisible threads. Zuo Mo's hand entered these thin threads.
The thin strands were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around Zuo Mo tightly like a rice dumpling.
The burning feeling increased. Even though Zuo Mo cultivated the Ten Crow Celestial Apparatus, he felt it was slightly taxing at this time. His hands started to tremble.
The strength of this sword intent far surpassed his imagination, and he was almost scared out of his wits.
Facing the strands that came at him, Zuo Mo did not dodge. He reached out with his left hand.
The trio was filled with murderousness. Before, the situation had not been clear and they had been slightly wary. But now that the Anti Dragon Claw was in front of them, the Mo Skill Steles were below, and the Treasure Pavilion had appeared, they did not have any more misgivings. Their murderousness could not be restrained!
Two droplets of water passed through the chest of a Kun Lun sword xiu and brought with them two drops of blood. This Kun Lun sword xiu's pupils suddenly dilated and he fell down stiffly.
The black smoke yao did not attack but leapt at the stone stele in unison. He knew that he was the weakest, but he was extremely smart and immediately found the best way to disturb his opponent's mind.
But at this time, the inhuman Zuo Mo was unmoved, as though what was burned was not his palm. His cold gaze stared at the bead without any change.
The seven flying swords contained seven different sword essences. Some were cold and dim, some were bright and burning, some were sharp, some were as heavy as a mountain. They all came from Kun Lun but their sword essences were different. However, they were all extremely fast. Almost as soon as the three moved, the seven sword lights broke through the air and gathered in front of Lin Qian.
A Wen who cultivated mo skills and had a strong body showed his advantage at this time. Relying on his strong body, he was the first to struggle out of the pile of rocks.
His speed was extremely fast, and there was no one else in his field of vision. Even with his composure, his heartbeat couldn't help but quicken. As long as he obtained the Great Peace Mo Skill Stele, he had absolute confidence that no one could take it from him!
He suddenly attacked!
No one noticed their existence other than Zuo Mo.
At this time, Zuo Mo's cold and emotionless eyes flashed with a sharp light.
He was like an experienced hunter, patiently waiting for an opportunity. When the opportunity appeared in front of him, he did not hesitate at all.
He was close!
"Kunlun!"
At some unknown time, Lin Qian's figure had turned around and faced the three. His expression was solemn. His right eye was as cold as ice, while his left eye was as blazing as fire. Seven dense sword intents gathered in front of him, forming a seven-colored wheel.
Knowing this name was of no help to Zuo Mo.
Kunlun!
The Kun Lun sword xiu answered in unison. Almost at the same time, they threw their flying swords at Lin Qian.
They were very wary of Lin Qian!
Copious Sword Insight surged and surged within the Sword Wheel Barrier, and it was like a sword beast that had opened its bloody mouth and intended to swallow its prey.
At the tip of the demonic spear, a thick black spear aura flashed and appeared not far from the Tai-Ah sword!
Without any hesitation, he exhaled deeply and bellowed, "Kill!"
His face instantly turned pale!
He touched a small bead, no, to be exact, it was a small misty transparent object. If it wasn't for his strange vision, he wouldn't have noticed anything strange when his hand passed by.
The tip of the Taia sword suddenly lit up with dazzling sparks!
The middle-aged maid's eyes were cold and gloomy. She was obviously furious. Xia's right foot stomped heavily on the ground. He raised his long spear and his presence continued to rise.
The other people present might not have noticed Lin Qian, but Zhu Ke and the other two who had fought against him kept a part of their attention on him.
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Like a great bird spreading its wings, he steadily charged towards the stone stele.
The thin threads wrapped around the Anti Dragon Claw unconsciously tightened. The Anti Dragon Claw started to tremble violently. The vicious Anti Dragon Claw could not resist these thin threads at all.
"Haha! The man on the horse is so strong! "The orange-haired yao's heartless and proud laughter came out of the rubble.
Lin Qian did not have any thoughts of subduing the Anti Dragon Claw.
A syllable came out of Lin Qian's tongue. The air in front of him seemed to be hit by a hammer and exploded!
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However, just as he sprang out, before he could understand the situation, a terrifying sword essence immediately covered his body!
However, in his field of vision, he could tell that it was a pearl.
Bam, he fell to the ground like a piece of wood. His face, covered in dust, had a slightly strained smile that slowly froze.
Otherwise, with the bodies of the yao that were not strong, they would have been crushed into meat paste.
This killing move was clearly a kind of battle formation technique. It was powerful but required great teamwork. Qi Diao Yu had originally thought that these sword xiu would take back their flying swords when their safety was threatened. Who knew that this Kun Lun sword xiu would rather die than take back his flying swords!
The seven swords spun in reverse and bloomed like a flower. They flowed like a seven colored wheel of light. In a blink, the wheel of light grew to dozens of mu in size and headed towards the trio like an enormous shield.
He reacted quickly. The Tai 'a sword in his right hand stabbed towards this figure!
Zhu Ke's expression changed slightly. He shouted, "You want to die!"
Qi Diao Yu's expression changed slightly. His sneak attack had succeeded but he had wanted to disturb these Kun Lun sword xiu.
All of the thin threads had come out of this bead.
The ground under Lin Qian's feet suddenly collapsed. A strange force field tightly covered him like an invisible rope that suddenly wrapped around him!
The Tai 'a sword that he raised pointed at the intersection of the seven sword wheels.
Pu Yao murmured dazedly to himself, "Three Thousand Threads of Worry … … there really are three thousand threads of worry in this world … …"
In the air, the red and blue eyes flashed with light, his long hair blowing in the wind. Lin Qian knew that it was time to decide victory. He suddenly shouted, "Kun Lun!"
The other end of these thin threads had been wrapped around the steles, but now that the stele forest had been destroyed and the steles had shattered, these thin threads had lost their support and floated in the air.
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The Anti Dragon Claw that had been so powerful and domineering suddenly froze!
A Wen climbed out of the rubble with a disheveled face. Just now, when the maze had suddenly collapsed, they had almost been buried alive. However, their reactions had been fast. The moment before the collapse, they had cast protective yao arts on themselves.
In his field of vision, the sky full of thin threads, as if they had encountered danger, suddenly wrapped around him.
But the benefits of Guard Camp's hard cultivation finally showed. His mind was blank but his body instinctively resisted.
In Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness.
Even if he was the only one left, he had confidence he could take the stele and return to Kun Lun!
As to the third treasure of the legendary Great Peace Treasure Pavilion, he was slightly curious but just curious. Up until now, he had not seen it.
No matter if it was the purple energy or the green-grey mist, they all had a hint of water that was hard to discern with the naked eye. Ming Jue Zi's [Water Wood Light Art]!
When Lin Qian's figure moved, the other three moved in unison.
The death of his shidi did not cause any ripple in Lin Qian. An indescribable emotion flashed through his icy right eye. His movements did not pause at all. When the sword wheel moved towards the three people that were the greatest threat to him, he had already turned around.
The light in the sky brightened and the sword light broke through the air.
However, even if he saw it, he would not attack no matter how tempting it was.
He only had one goal, the Mo Skill Steles.
A layer of faint green-grey mist rippled strangely and spread to Lin Qian's feet in a blink. Cang Ze's [Grey Scar Art]!
For some reason, Qi Diao Yu felt a thread of coldness rise.
When Zuo Mo touched this bead, all the thin threads that were floating in the air and wrapped around the Anti Dragon Claw suddenly froze.
Killing intent filled the air!
"Kill!"
In front of him was a flat path with no more obstacles.
A dot of light suddenly bloomed at the tip of the sword!
Just as a hint of uncontrollable joy flashed through Lin Qian's eyes, a figure suddenly shot out of the rubble.
In the sky, the Anti Dragon Claw trembled violently. Xiao Mo Ge seemed to be taming it. Lin Qian suppressed the incomprehensible murderousness inside. His target was still the stone stele.
With Xiao Mo Ge's present strength, taming the Anti Dragon Claw was equivalent to seeking death. Without a marshal rank or a special method, it was utterly impossible to subdue such a ferocious creature. This was not something that could be solved by geniuses. Treasures on the level of sky mo weapons had to go through many trials to take form. There were too many fortuitous encounters, too many that could only be encountered!
Everyone had been together for a long time and had a tacit understanding. This attack, no matter if it was in terms of timing or cooperation, was perfect. This was also the first battle in which their strength had increased greatly. Each attack contained all of their power. It was definitely the strongest attack they had ever made!
Pew pew!
The faintly discernible mist suddenly became extremely hot, like a red-hot soldering iron. If this was a normal situation, Zuo Mo's first reaction would be to open his hand and throw this thing away.
Zuo Mo finally tasted the power of the Anti Dragon Claw. The power of these thin threads was terrifying. Once they wrapped around him, he felt as though he was going to suffocate. Even if his Ten Crow Celestial Apparatus mo physique was ranked third in general level, it was as fragile as paper in front of such great power.
A purple arrow energy suddenly flew out of the rubble. It drew out a straight line in the air and headed straight for Lin Qian. It was Nan Yue's [South Sky Arrow Art]!
Wei's body shook when he heard Pu Yao's words. Shock quickly filled his face. He said hoarsely, "Three Thousand Threads of Worry!"
They floated in the air like weeds that rippled in the wind.
Lin Qian's pupils suddenly contracted!
The place that Zuo Mo was stabbing into was the thickest part of the thread. That was the core of the thread.
He was going to get it!
The feather armor on his body vibrated and his mo skill was channeled to the limit. With the mo spear in his hand, he instinctively stepped forward and a perfect thrust formed.
Three Thousand Threads of Worry!
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