This road is not easy to walk, although with the spiritual power of the earth on the Qilin Banner, it is hard to open a road on the edge of Zeguo, but the wooden thorns that keep drilling under the soles of your feet also have to be careful, if you don't pay attention, you have to be pierced by these wooden piercings into a string of sugar gourds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you are careful, the tide of spiritual power will not change, and you can slowly dodge it, but the sobriety at this time does not allow Lao Mo to waste time.

Because the tide of spiritual power was heading towards the previous central Wuji soil, and when they gathered together, it would be an earth-shattering explosion, so Lao Mo had to leave here before they converged.

In the face of these annoying wooden thorns, Lao Mo has long been prepared to deal with it, the Xuantian Thunder Sword is a magic weapon with the two attributes of thunder and fire, although when he usually walks the world, he uses the power of thunder to fight the enemy, but in the final analysis, the Xuantian Thunder Sword also has the power of flames.

There was not much mana left in Lao Mo's body, but now that the situation was critical, he had to squeeze his body and force out the mana that was integrated into his flesh and blood.

This practice is naturally going backwards, and the integration of spiritual power into the body is for the sake of one's own body, so that one's physical body lasts longer.

But Lao Mo was forced to do this, I saw that the spiritual power was constantly converging on the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword, the sword body was full of fire, and even there were sparks flying, which looked very strange, but Lao Mo's own breath declined rapidly, and that face looked obviously unchanged, but it gave people an old state.

At this time, Lao Mo didn't care about this, after he poured all the aura in his body into the sword body, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword shuffled like a big fireball.

Lao Mo knew that the time had come, he raised the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword high with both hands, and then slashed down with all his might, only to see a wave of fire rushing out of the sword, and the wave of fire was like a fire dragon, rolling all the way away against the edge of Mu Xing's spiritual power.

Things are not over at this point, when the fire wave is moving forward, there is constantly heavy rain falling, although the fire wave can hold on for the time being, but it is not easy to say how long it can last.

Therefore, Lao Mo took out two more magic talismans from his arms and put them on his legs, then ran up and galloped away with the waves of fire.

The heavy rain failed to hit the fire wave before it was blocked by the Qilin Phantom, and the spiritual power of the water line was dispersed from the new, and the wooden stakes that kept coming out were also burned clean by the fire wave.

Although the fire overcame the wood, the fire wave continued to burn the stakes, but there was still a certain consumption, so it didn't take long for the fire wave to weaken.

Fortunately, the top of the stone is not big, Lao Mo rushed out after a short while, and saw that he had rushed out of the spiritual tide, and the edge of the stone was in front of him, Lao Mo was about to stop, but suddenly found that he couldn't stop, so he stepped on the air and fell directly.

The top of this mess of rocks is not high, and it is not short, there is a total of more than one zhang high, that is, more than three meters, Lao Mo fell from the top and smashed directly on the ground.

All of a sudden, the two divine talismans attached to his legs shook down, and just when Lao Mo was about to stand up and stay away from here, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, as a cultivator, he could naturally judge the changes in the aura here.

Therefore, with all his might, he pressed his body as low as he could, leaning himself against the edge of the stone next to the top of the rock.

Just when Lao Mo hid himself, he saw that on the top of the rock, all kinds of brilliance shone non-stop, and finally turned into a huge ball of light, and the next moment, a loud sound like a landslide and a crack came, and at the same time, Lao Mo was shaken by the ball of light and couldn't open his eyes.

The entire rocky roof was basically lifted up, whether it was large or small, and the stones were thrown in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the top of the rocks, which was still steep and rugged before, was completely gone, leaving only some stubborn rocks below.

Due to the power of the aura explosion, the stone was collapsed and flew far away, but it was Lao Mo, because he hid below, but he escaped a catastrophe.

Hou Tu Man Shan didn't know if he ran away or not, if he didn't escape before the explosion, then, even if Hou Tu Man Mountain was a witch clan with extremely high physical fitness, it was unlikely that he would survive the explosion just now.

And on the top of the rocks, in addition to Lao Mo and Hou Tumanshan, there were also four scaly monsters and a villager, and at this time, these people were also buried in the huge explosion just now.

After the explosion, the entire group of mountains was constantly shaking, and Lao Mo wondered if the mountain was going to collapse, but fortunately, after a while, the earth shook and the mountain calmed down.

After everything calmed down, Lao Mo stood up in the midst of the ruins.

'Something is wrong!' Lao Mo thought with his eyes closed, the aura collided with each other, which led to an explosion, but according to Lao Mo's estimate, the impact range of this explosion was really low.

But then Lao Mo thought about it again, no matter why, this time he can be regarded as picking up a life, so it's better not to think so much.

After Lao Mo stood up, he lifted the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword in his hand and looked at it, only to see that the original sword body was full of spiritual light, but at this time, it was dim, and there were cracks like spider webs on the sword body.

Seeing that the spiritual sword that had been with him for a long time was greatly reduced at this time, Lao Mo's heart was as uncomfortable as a knife.

But what made him even more uncomfortable was still behind, the unicorn flag had been held by him all the time, Lao Mo was just about to put this thing away, and with a slight force in his hand, he saw that the unicorn flag instantly turned into a puff of sand and disappeared.

This can make Lao Mo feel distressed, five magic flags, the most precious of which is this unicorn flag, originally four magic flags were damaged, the spirituality of the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword was greatly reduced, Lao Mo's heart was very uncomfortable, and now the Qilin Flag was also destroyed, Lao Mo's heart was even more uncomfortable.

Just when Lao Mo felt sorry for his magic weapon, there was a tall black shadow in the distance, and he touched Lao Mo's back silently.

This black shadow is not a bystander, it is Houtu Manshan, this person did not die in the explosion just now, but even so, the injuries on this guy's body are not light, one arm has disappeared, there are countless large and small scars on his body, one eye has also become a blood hole, and he doesn't even know where to go with half an ear.

Even the big knife he had been carrying in his hand did not know where it had flown to, and at this time, he was holding a waist drum, which had been hung by him on his waist before, but he had never taken it out to use.

Hou Tu Manshan was staring at Lao Mo with the only remaining eye at this time, this kind of strong hatred, ordinary people would be frightened when they saw it.

Then, Hou Tumanshan slapped this waist drum on himself, and a long loud sound came from the drum surface. (To be continued.) )