Zhang Mo was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, the use of magic weapons from the foundation building period to the qi refining period does not need to be dripping blood to recognize the master, only the magic weapon will need to drip blood to recognize the master.

When he looked at the ancient bow again, Zhang Mo found that the bow was extremely smooth and did not have the slightest spikes.

Zhang Mo tentatively held the Mangu Bow in his hand and poured the spiritual power in his body into it, and a milky white light the size of an egg began to appear on the bowstring of the Mangu Bow.

However, with the continuous injection of spiritual power in Zhang Mo's body, the milky white light on the bowstring never became larger or turned into an arrow, but only became more solidified.

Then Zhang Mo pulled the bowstring, and after releasing it, the milky white ball of light was ejected by the bowstring and shot towards a rock more than one person high in front of Zhang Mo.

Burst!

The milky white ball of light pierced through the rock without hindrance, leaving a hole of equal size on it.

Rumble!

Then there was a roar behind the rocks, and a light suddenly lit up on the ground, and then a milky white mushroom cloud rose in place.

Zhang Mo stepped forward with a flying sword to take a look, and a large pit with a diameter of three or four zhang was smashed on the ground.

"The destructive power of this blow is equivalent to the full force of a Qi Refining Eighteenth Layer Cultivator!" "Ten Thousand Poison Venerable said with emotion, "But you need to expend most of the spiritual power in your body to perform this blow." ”

"If I use the Green Smoke to match this Brute Ancient Bow, then even if I don't use the Poison Realm, I can still have the power to fight!" Zhang Mo said confidently.

"Have you already cultivated the second layer of Qingyanshu?" Ten Thousand Poison Venerable rarely spoke, and immediately asked Zhang Mo about Qingyanxi's progress.

"Master, I have been able to do it in the first layer's 'body as light as a swallow', but the second layer's 'Ten Thousand Flowers Have Been Won and Do Not Stain a Leaf' is still lacking some heat. Zhang Mo said with embarrassment.

Once the first layer of Qingyan's body is as light as a swallow, although the body method can be faster than that of a monk of the same level, the difference is not big, but once the second layer is practiced, the gap is immediately obvious, then Zhang Mo will be able to double his strength with a flying sword or other attacks with Qingyan, and even face the realm of the foundation building period monks who do not use poison.

And with the improvement of the monks' strength, after the Jindan period, many monks can not only clear the valley, but also control the absorption of external poisons from the pores, and Zhang Mo's poisonous realm is a little stretched.

Of course, if Zhang Mo can find some strange poisons with higher rankings on the Ten Thousand Poison List in the future, he will also be able to exert the power of the poison realm.

Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons was silent for a while and said, "What the second layer of the Green Smoke Pavilion needs is that you can feel the movement of each flower when you pass through the sea of flowers, avoid those tiny flowers, feel the movement of each flower, and feel it with your heart!"

"Footwork is dead, and the method of practicing footwork is also dead, but the person who uses footwork is alive. The most important thing you need to do is to let go of all the rules and regulations I taught you before, take your heart as your eye, and completely release yourself!"

Zhang Mo put away the Barbarian Ancient Bow, closed his eyes and began to savor the words of the Ten Thousand Poison Venerable, there was a breeze blowing around, and the grass swayed in place with the wind, Zhang Mo stretched out his divine sense, covering all the places within a radius of more than ten miles.

A gust of wind blew, Zhang Mo's figure fluttered with the wind, he was like a human-shaped leaf, with the strong wind swirling in mid-air, after this strong wind, Zhang Mo fell to the ground like a feather, and then the whole person moved quickly on the ground like the wind blowing through the forest.

This speed was so fast that only a figure could be seen flashing, but the person who couldn't see Zhang Mo clearly could only see a vague figure.

The most important point is that Qingyanxi does not need to consume spiritual power, only needs to consume physical strength, for immortal cultivators, if the footwork does not consume spiritual power, then when fighting with people, they can have an extra point of spiritual power, and the odds of winning will be greatly increased.

Zhang Mo only relied on his divine sense to explore the way, sometimes shuttling through the forest, sometimes walking through the grass, and after passing through the grass, the grass was not damaged at all, but it seemed to be blown away by a fresh wind.

It took about a cup of tea before Zhang Mo recovered from this state.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a strong wind, with a cliff under his feet, a bright moon in the sky, and Zhang Mo stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands.

Although the Big Three and the Alliance were constantly fighting, Zhang Mo smelled a hint of conspiracy in it, because although the two sides seemed to be fighting very fiercely, it was actually the low-level monks who really consumed the most.

There are not many monks in the foundation building period who have fallen, there are almost no monks in the Jindan period, and there are not even in the Yuan infant period.

There are all kinds of indications that there may be a hint of disagreement between the Big Three and the Alliance.

Although Zhang Mo is not aware of the transactions between the Big Three and the Alliance, he has always been vigilant and strives to improve his strength.

Whew!

At this moment, a terrible roar resounded through the sky.

Then a group of roars responded, Zhang Mo only thought it was an ordinary spirit beast in the forest roaring, and didn't care, after a whole day of tossing, Zhang Mo was really tired and couldn't open his eyes, and reluctantly urged the flying sword to rush back to Wuling County.

Behind him, a black eagle suddenly spread its wings and flew, reflecting particularly clearly on the huge bright moon.

After a glimmer of light flashed in the black eagle's eyes, he suddenly said, "It's really fate, I met him here." ”

Just after Zhang Mo entered the city of Wuling County, the ground outside the city of Wuling County suddenly began to shake, as if a large number of cavalry were hurrying away.

A woman dressed in white was stepping on the back of a black rhinoceros looking at the distant Wuling County City, and next to her was a very lean old man, who actually had fiery red hair.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, ahead is the county town of Wuling. The old man with fiery red hair said respectfully, "This time we dispatched an army of 100,000 to kill that 'lackey'!"

"About this 'lackey' Hu Lao, has he ever received clear instructions from the upper realm?" the woman asked with a slight frown.

"Because the two realms are isolated, and there are originally laws of heaven and earth blocking it, so the old man did not get clear instructions, and only got a vague order to kill the 'lackeys' to maintain the stability of this realm. The old man's face changed slightly.

"Well, in that case, let's kill them all, so you don't have to bother looking for them. The woman said a little lazily, her face expressionless, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet, looking extremely bewitching, and then the woman stretched out her tongue and licked her lips lightly, "I haven't drunk the blood of a human monk for a long time, it seems that this time I will definitely be able to drink it." ”