World of Cultivation

Boom!

The dull sound of impact struck people's hearts directly. There was no explosion as expected, no splash of light as imagined. The two golden glows were like two firelights, colliding together and being annihilated at the same time.

Nanmen Yang trembled all over, his golden pupils became even more angry, and he shouted loudly: "Go to hell!"

The golden light of the big sword in his hand became even brighter, like the blazing sun. In the blink of an eye, even the crescent moon above the formation lost its luster and became dim!

"Mountain-Breaking Sword"!

The sword tip had just cut downwards, and the whistling sound of the golden sword tip cutting through the air was faint at first. Suddenly, it was like a monster being torn apart, and it suddenly let out an extremely miserable scream!

The golden sword light formed by slashing was like a golden crescent moon, carrying a tearing scream, and slashed diagonally towards the talisman soldiers!

The runes all over the body of the talisman soldier became brighter, like insects swimming around. In the blurry face, the eyes became extremely distant and deep, with the usual indifference.

"I am born to fight!"

Jian Ning's four deep words came out of Fu Bing's mouth one by one, and he lunged and punched!

Another punch!

The golden fist-shaped light ball came out of the hand, and the roaring sound was like the magma surging and rolling from the depths of the ground. With irresistible power, it rolled over with a roar!

Boom!

There was another extremely dull boom, and the ground suddenly trembled, making people panic!

Some cultivators who were watching the battle changed their expressions and began to retreat.

Nanmenyang's huge body trembled again, and the upright hair on his head undulated like a random wind.

The two swords had no effect, and the fighting spirit and madness in Nanmen Yang's chest reached its peak! The golden pupils suddenly burned, almost turning into two golden flames. The golden light all over his body began to shrink inward. A thin layer of golden armor appeared on his body, and the body of the giant sword in his hand was wrapped with a rich golden glow. Hesitating and hesitating, like a flame beating!

As if realizing that the decisive battle was coming, the silent rune soldier's dazzling and bright runes came to life, like insects, twisting and swimming along its armor, and quickly swarmed towards its right fist once again placed on the side of its chest.

Fu Bing's majestic eyes became deeper and deeper, until they were nothing but empty!

"Go to hell!" The explosive roar was like thunder on the ground, and the blue mist around him suddenly exploded in all directions, clearing a blank area with a diameter of one foot with him as the center. The power of a drink is so powerful!

He slashed out slowly! No whistling sound at all!

However, every muscle in Nanmen Yang's body seemed to be beating with the sword. As soon as the sword fell into the air, the suffocating power was already crushing the ground and cracking inch by inch!

"I am born to fight!" The deep voice was not loud, but it carried a different kind of power that pointed directly at people's hearts. With these four words, a firm belief filled everyone's heart.

All the runes all over the body poured into its right fist, and its entire body became dim. Except for the fist, which was more dazzling than before, other parts of the body began to fade, like golden mist that could dissipate at any time.

Its movements are exactly the same as before!

Lunge and punch!

A transparent fist boomed from his right fist, like a fist carved from transparent crystal!

The fist did not hit Nanmenyang. It flew halfway, and when Nanmenyang's sword fell slowly, it exploded with a bang!

Boom!

This muffled sound was deeper than the previous two muffled sounds. However, all cultivators who witnessed this punch and sword trembled uncontrollably when they heard this muffled thunder!

Kick, kick, kick! Nanmen Yang took three steps back, his golden armor turned into golden light again, and his expression became a little sluggish.

Opposite him, where the Talisman Soldier was standing just now, there was nothing, nothing left!

"Good opponent!" Although Nanmenyang looked a little slumped, he couldn't help but cheer loudly, looking at the place where the talisman soldiers disappeared with some regret.

At this moment, Yu Bai's angry and hateful voice reached Nan Menyang's ears.

"Nan Menyang! I will fight with you!"

In a corner of the Tianhuan Yueming Formation, Zuo Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, and bright red blood stains fell on the ground in front of him, which was shocking. He controls the talisman,

Nanmenyang's last sword was far beyond his ability to bear. He just controlled the talisman soldiers to deal with Nanmen Yang, but he was also injured by one blow. He couldn't help but be deeply shocked by Nanmen Yang's strength!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bared his teeth expressionlessly.

Savage! Just have fun with Xiaobai!

Forced to control the chaotic spiritual power in his body, he gritted his teeth and continued to lay out the talisman array.

Nan Menyang and Fu Bing fought three times, making the cultivators in the Fu formation dizzy and confused. This is a completely violent direct collision, without any tricks or dodges!

Many people were greatly awestruck. Although Nan Menyang's strength is well evaluated, many people still don't think highly of him due to his grassroots background. Most people just think that he has a good future. No one expected that he has such terrifying strength.

Thinking of Nanmenyang's appearance like a god of war just now, many people couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

But what they didn't expect was another person, that was Zuo Mo!

Although Talisman soldiers are rare, they are difficult to detect by these people. Most sword cultivators would scorn the talismans consumed like this. Of course, the most important thing is the power. None of the talisman soldiers they have seen before has such power!

The key is that the one who controls the talisman soldiers is a cultivator who is only in the foundation building stage!

This almost overturns many fixed concepts in their minds.

The gap in realm cannot be changed by relying on one Talisman Soldier. However, Zuo Mo did it. Although he only failed to fall behind in three moves, this was already a miracle in the eyes of everyone.

So far, the weakest player in this sword trial has still not shown up.

This undoubtedly reveals a message

——Zuo Mo still has means!

The formation remained motionless, and the halos gathered above Nanmen Yang's head all dispersed, and he was wandering freely as before.

Zuo Mo's surprising performance aroused the interest of many people. Like Chang Heng, he only entered the Talisman Formation because he found it interesting, but Zuo Mo's strong performance aroused great interest in him.

He was very curious, what could Zuo Mo do?

There is not only one person who thinks this way.

In the sky, Wuling Sanren exclaimed with some surprise: "Not bad, I can fight with Nanmenyang for three times, the talisman is good."

Wei Fei also had a strange look in his eyes: "His spiritual consciousness seems to be quite powerful, which is rare. Is the Wukong Sword Sect good at cultivating spiritual consciousness?"

"Without spiritual consciousness, I can't afford the talisman formation." Wuling Sanren said with a natural expression.

"That's true." Wei Fei nodded.

The small mouth behind the plain black gauze could hardly be closed. The impact of the three strokes just now was too strong for her!

Unlike others, she had seen Senior Brother Wang of the Lingying Sect use Talisman Soldiers when Zuo Mo provoked the Lingying Sect. It looks like the same talisman soldier, but its power is completely different. She even suspected that this single talisman soldier could kill the three talisman soldiers she had seen last time.

Maybe he really has some means and doesn't need his own help...

For the first time, she was shaken by her thoughts.

Suddenly he remembered what senior brother Lin Qian had said to him, and he held an extra copper coin in his slender hand tucked into his sleeve. In the center of the copper coin, an eye is clearly carved. The eyes on the copper coins lit up slightly.

At the same time, the face of the yellow-faced man changed slightly, and his whole body remained motionless. It was as if his whole body suddenly turned into a stone, without any human breath.

The copper coin in Su's hand lights up and goes out.

A stone fell into Su's heart. Senior Brother Lin was fine with everything, but he was a little suspicious. To this day, she still half-believes what Senior Brother Lin said. If Senior Brother Lin hadn't taken out the sect's token, she would have passed by with a sword.

"Someone just used "Candle Eye" again." Pu Yao suddenly appeared.

Zuo Mo had no time to pay attention to him: "As long as you stay safe, no one will be able to find out."

"You seem to be in trouble." Pu Yao asked with interest. In his eyes, Zuo Mo was greedy for life and fearful of death, and always put his own safety in the most important position. He had never seen Zuo Mo's tone like this when talking about safety issues with Zuo Mo.

"These bastards are adding insult to injury!" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth without slowing down his movements at all.

"You want to fight them desperately?" Pu Yao was obviously gloating.

Zuo Mo was too lazy to pay attention to this perverted transvestite who had nothing to do.

"You have a magic core, why don't you try to remove the magic core and mobilize your spiritual consciousness to control the talisman array?" Pu Yao found out like a conscience this time.

Use magic core to mobilize spiritual consciousness to control the talisman array? Zuo Mo shook his head subconsciously: "The Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation cannot be controlled until the completion of seventy-two sub-formations."

"You don't just have the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array." Pu Yao said disapprovingly.

yes! Why didn't I think of this?

Zuo Mo only felt his eyes light up. He had fallen into a huge misunderstanding. He was only thinking about completing the seventy-two sub-arrays of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array. He completely forgot that he had laid out more than just the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Array.

This is a huge talisman array!

"Actually, besides increasing the speed of your consciousness growth, the demon core is also used to distract your mind!" Pu Yaojin was surprisingly good. It was very rare to see someone take the initiative to teach Zuo Mo like this without having to pay crystal stones.

"Distracted?" Zuo Mo rolled his eyes angrily: "At this time, you still want me to be distracted?"

"The so-called distraction means dividing your consciousness and mind into several parts, and each performs its own duties at the same time." Pu Yao said lightly: "Most demons will be distracted, and some demons will even be born. And with this ability, a truly powerful demon can even subdivide its spiritual consciousness into tens of millions of memories, which is extremely powerful!"

But Zuo Mo didn't think about why Pu Yao was so uncharacteristic today. He was shocked by Pu Yao's words!

It was like a bolt of lightning hitting his brain.

Distracted!

Separate the spiritual consciousness and perform their respective duties at the same time...

He has always regarded his spiritual consciousness as a whole, and has never thought of dividing his spiritual consciousness to do different things at the same time.

He suddenly thought of spiritual power. Spiritual power can be broken down into whole parts. Could it be that spiritual consciousness is the same as spiritual power and can also be broken down into whole parts?

Is it really possible...

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