In the battlefield of Doom, Zhang Mo's place is on a vast river, said to be a big river, if it is placed on the earth, it is a big ocean, mighty, boundless, and between the turbid waves, from time to time you can see huge beasts hidden in the middle, such as the size of the mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression!

The battlefield of Doom is not a complete continent, corresponding to the Void Well, it is divided into independent areas, each area is an independent world, the scenes in the area are different, and the differences between different regions are even greater.

The spirit slowly escaped, and with the experience of in-depth communication with the Void Deep Well just now, Zhang Mo was very relaxed at this time, and had an intimate connection with this world, although he could not peek into the appearance of the entire world, but he also had a general understanding of this world.

"There are so many creatures who have been tested. After all, Zhang Mo's spirit is still very weak, and this world is not like a dream to help, just a little induction immediately detached, but the induction at that moment also made him feel a lot of scenes, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, the lower the base, the larger the base, the extreme martial world is boundless, and the cultivators of the martial arts realm are really the most!"

The test of the monks on the battlefield of Doom is divided into different levels according to the different cultivation of monks, low-level monks cannot enter the realm where high-level monks are located, while high-level monks can come to the realm of low-level monks, but their own cultivation will be weakened to the lowest level of cultivation at this level, this is the rule of the Doom battlefield, and no one can break it.

Zhang Mo's cultivation at this time was the most ordinary martial artist, of course, he came to the layer of the world where the martial artist was, and the short contact with the world just now made him see the boundless army of monks, which made him have to sigh at the number of monks at the bottom!

Although he was on the battlefield of Doom, Zhang Mo had no way to contact the comrades of the Prison Party, so he could only find a way to pass the test in front of him, and with the help of Rumeng, he believed that the other comrades of the Prison Party would definitely be able to stand out in this test!

Although it was said just now that it could not be used with the help of external forces, Rumeng, like him, belonged to the Qi derived from Chaos, and there was no distinction between high and low in nature, it could restrict other foreign aid means, but it could not restrict Rumeng from playing a role at all, because the battlefield of Etu itself was a special field for Rumeng, not to mention that the Rumeng used by Zhang Mo had been integrated with his own spirit, to be precise, it was not the category of external forces, but a part of his own strength!

As for the other comrades of the Prison Suppression Party, Zhang Mo was not worried at all, with the experience of living in the Ertu battlefield for a long time, even if the dream attached to them really lost its effect, it would not be eliminated so easily.

Now that he has come to the battlefield of Ertu, of course Zhang Mo has to explore it well, he has obtained the true meaning inheritance of the true mourning god in the battlefield of Ertu before, and learned the alchemy technique of the tears of the true god, which has been of great help to him, and has played a great role in the formation of the Later Prison Heart Sutra.

Thinking of this, his heart moved, and he took out a flat boat in the storage ring, stood on it, and urged his internal strength to slowly enter it, and then flew out like an arrow from Lixuan!

The entire battlefield of villains has never been so densely populated as it is now, and everyone is on guard against each other, not only to guard against possible beasts, but also to guard against the raids of other monks, so most of them have a feeling of being frightened, and no one has made such a big move to Zhang Mo, and his actions immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

One person was hiding on a small island in the middle of the river, and when he saw the flying boat flying by, he sneered: "There are people who use magic weapons, they really don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they waste their internal strength like this, and it won't be long before they will be eliminated!"

An eagle-shaped demon beast is flying in the sky, its golden hair is shining, it looks very powerful, it is the famous golden-winged Dapeng eagle in the demon clan, and it is the nobleman among the birds.

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle saw the flying boat's eyes narrowed, and the scene on the flying boat immediately came into the eagle's eye, and after a high-pitched cry, the wings turned far behind it, and he calculated in his heart: "This person is the open Son of Heaven Zhang Mo, this person is so public, there must be a certain means as a backing, but he is so wanton to squander his internal strength, there will always be a moment when it is used up, I will wait in the back, if he is not enough, I will kill him to obtain the identity of the Son of Heaven, the position of the Eight Hundred Son of Heaven, there will definitely be one of me!"

At the same time, many fowl creatures in the sky found Zhang Mo's figure, some didn't care, while some had the same idea, far behind Zhang Mo, planning to kill him at the right time, so as to gain benefits!

In the ocean, there are also living beings swimming in it, the extreme martial arts world is vast and boundless, all kinds of living beings are among the selections, there is no shortage of flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and shuttling in the air, Zhang Mo's arrogant behavior immediately attracted the attention of all the Holy Spirits.

The flying boat was speeding away, but Zhang Mo suddenly felt a sinking, as if something was pulling him downward, his spirit had been permeating constantly, but there was no other existence in front of him except water, and he had no idea where the attack was coming from!

I don't know if it doesn't matter, Zhang Mo didn't panic at all, he used a slight force under his feet, nailed the flying boat firmly in place, and at the same time operated the Hell Suppression Body, his body seemed to be an ancient sacred mountain, and it was so heavy that it was about to crush the space. And this heavy power, under Zhang Mo's skillful use, was transmitted to the river below through the flying boat.

Rumble!

As if a nuclear bomb had been sunk in the water, Zhang Mo's power was introduced into it, and immediately caused the river to explode violently, and the power was transmitted outward layer by layer, and the violent explosion sound was endless, but strangely it did not hurt the beast in the river, even a small fish was not harmed.

In the layers of agitation of the river, Zhang Mo quickly caught the dissonance in it, and found that it was actually a ball of water, and immediately guessed: "It turned out to be an aquarium?!"

The water tribe is also a very rare race in the extreme martial arts world, it is a natural psychic body, which can be cultivated, because it can be integrated into the five elements, so it is difficult to find a trace, but I didn't expect to meet the water tribe in the extreme martial arts world, this is really a difficult guy.

The more representative of the psychic body is the Five Elements Race, and among the Five Elements Race, the Water Tribe is the most difficult, because where there is water, there can be a hidden place for the Water Tribe, let alone fighting them, even if you want to find them, it is very difficult, and it has always been the most troublesome existence.

Feeling the shadow of the water tribe, Zhang Mo jumped off the flying boat, and entered the river without hesitation, as if he didn't know the natural advantages of the water tribe in the water, he flew close to him, looking like that, he actually wanted to fight the water tribe in the water!

The golden-winged Dapeng Eagle had some regrets in his heart, in his eyes Zhang Mo was already a dead man, in the same martial arts realm, no living creature could defeat the water tribe in the water, and scolded with hatred in his heart: "Fool, the water tribe is the darling of all the rivers in the world, all the water is their friend, they actually entered the river to fight with the water tribe, without the absolute suppression of the great realm, how can it be possible to win!

All kinds of creatures have different thoughts, because they are all in the realm of martial artists, there are not many people who can see Zhang Mo acting clearly in the vicinity, but most of their minds are not much different from the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, thinking that competing with the water tribe in the water is really a stupid decision.

Of course, there are still some people who see the facts clearly, but they don't know the existence of the water tribe, but they simply praise the power of Zhang Mo's attack: the huge water column that is emptied up has to be admired.

Zhang Mo, who dived into the water, didn't know his actions, he was injured stupid label, otherwise he would definitely be very depressed, he was a well-intentioned move, how could it be considered reckless?

You must know that along the way, he has been killed among many strong people, among which there are many strong people in the Yuanying realm, and what big waves can a water tribe in the realm of martial arts turn over!

Walking quickly in the water, since he has discovered the other party's whereabouts, the water tribe can no longer hide in front of Zhang Mo, even if it can be dissolved in water, but after all, he is not water, with Zhang Mo's close connection with heaven and earth, it is easy to capture his breath, no matter how the other party changes, it is impossible to confuse Zhang Mo!

Seeing that he could no longer escape, the water tribe suddenly froze in place, and then its body melted away, turning into a drop of water, in each drop of water, as if there was a spring flowing, and in the blink of an eye, a small river converged in the same place where he stayed, this small river meandered, flowing from every drop of water, and at the beginning of its appearance, it diffused into the distance: this water tribe already knew that it was invincible, and even thought of escaping in this way!

"It's too late to think about escaping!"

Zhang Mo didn't plan to let go of the other party, this kind of psychic body is extremely rare, since it has been encountered, it is a pity not to take him down, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the air in front of him immediately slapped it layer by layer, and it seemed to turn into a palm in the process, and the river along the way blended into it, and it turned out to be the blood and veins of this palm, making him lifelike.

At the same time, there was a rune at the front of Zhang Mo's palm, which quietly blended into the palm, the originally ordinary palm, after integrating into this rune, seemed to have some kind of spirituality, and the speed increased greatly for a while, just a flicker, it came to the end of this small river, and with a slight shake, the momentum of the small river was completely cut off, which can be described as a way forward!

At the same time, Zhang Mo stepped forward, and also came to the side of the river, without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed it, and the hegemonic rune in his hand flashed, and with a light press, he completely crushed the river, and then lifted it up, and even lifted the river up.

As if he was holding a ribbon in his hand, Zhang Mo carried him and shook it gently, countless water droplets fell, and he was actually thrown dry for a while, and in the end, there was only a small thing similar to jelly in his hand: this is the body of the water tribe.

"No wonder the self-proclaimed water tribe is indeed like a ball of water. Looking at the little thing that kept struggling in the palm of his hand, Zhang Mo said softly: "It's useless to struggle, what are you doing with that energy, I didn't think about what to do with you, if you didn't take the initiative to provoke me, how could I do it to you, the so-called heavenly sins are especially forgivable, and self-inflicted sins can't live, which is what you say about your death." ”

Holding it in his palm, Zhang Mo suddenly felt the blood in his whole body move slightly, as if he was attracted by an inexplicable qi machine, and he wanted to rush out of his body beyond his control, and at the same time, the liquid around his body was also moving slightly, and the fluid, sweat, and cells were all agitated, all wanting to get out of the existing orbit and let himself be deeply hurt.

It's a pity that Zhang Mo, who has already begun to cultivate the Hell Suppression Body, has extremely strong control over his body, and after comprehending the runes of the Jiwu Emperor on the rules of the operation of the essence of life, his understanding of life changes and physical body evolution is even higher.

"The natural affinity and control of water? This really lives up to your psychic name, and it really does a bit of Taoism. The hegemonic rune suddenly manifested, condensed into the form of a chain, and merged into the body of this [jelly]-like aquarium, and said softly: "Since you are in this form, then call you [Xi Zhilang], this name sounds familiar and festive, which is very good." ”

"What did you do to me?!" The jelly-like water tribe - from now on it will be called [Xi Zhilang] - finally spoke up, but there was a kind of horror in his words that could not be concealed: "It is impossible for us psychic beings to be recognized, I admit that I shouldn't have done anything to you just now, but it is no good for you to hold me like this, why don't you let me go? If you release your previous suspicions, you can reap the friendship of our psychic water tribe, which is a treatment that many great powers can dream of." ”

Zhang Mo didn't expect that the psychic body actually had this kind of supernatural power, obviously the cultivation was not yet in the realm of practicing qi, and there was no magic sense like a sound and a witty word, but it could also cross the language barrier and let others hear what they said, this can be regarded as a kind of natural supernatural power, but I don't know if this kind of supernatural power is only available in the psychic body, or if other beings also have it.

"I am not unfamiliar with your kindness and friendship, this thing is ethereal and of little use to me. Zhang Mo was unmoved, but he no longer restricted Xi Zhilang's actions, and said bluntly: "It is true that your psychic body cannot recognize the Lord, but you are not uncontrollable, and I don't need you to recognize me as the Lord, I just need to control you." ”

"Do you think that you can control our water tribe with some unknown means? It's really too simple!" Xi Zhilang couldn't sense what Zhang Mo had done to him at all, but he saw a rune enter his body with his own eyes, felt Zhang Mo's firm attitude, and knew that he couldn't be good, and at this time, Zhang Mo actually put down his suppression, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "I'll let you know that our water tribe is not a waste of fame as a psychic body, you don't want to scare me!"

Syllable!

Xi Zhilang burst open, the body turned into fine particles, and there was a trace of water vapor in the void, condensed, and those water vapor was light, heavy, dark, noble, colorful, or dull and depressed, and each drop of water showed a different form, each with its own characteristics, as if all the water in the world gathered here, which can be described as a great spectacle.

Zhang Mo never knew that there were so many distinctions in water, although he had seen some mortal materials, and there was no lack of water attribute materials in them, but after all, he was not a specialist, and his understanding of this aspect was still very shallow, and he felt that it was really eye-opening.

In fact, Zhang Mo has only been in the past two years since he woke up, his age is not more than eighteen years old, and his shallow knowledge is inevitable, in such a short period of time, it is already a great thing to have the current knowledge and achievements.

Although the breath of these water vapors is very weak, Zhang Mo saw their essence from this faint breath, and what they represent is one side of water, which made his comprehension and understanding of water rise out of thin air for a while.

After all, the breath contained in these different waters is limited, and what Zhang Mo has realized is also relatively shallow, and he quickly digested the gains, and thought happily in his heart: "The psychic body is really worthy of its name, just by looking at it, there is already this kind of harvest, if you can take it with you from time to time, you will be able to feel the true meaning and mystery of water more clearly, this happy man is really a great gift from the sky." ”

He was happy here, but Xi Zhilang was very depressed, he had used the ultimate means he could use, to show the mystery of the water line he had comprehended, to examine himself, but he still didn't find the means used by the other party in the body, which made him more worried, he didn't think that the other party was bluffing to scare himself, judging from the contact just now, it was definitely not easy to subdue himself cleanly.

Moreover, when he fled in the form of a stream, he clearly saw Zhang Mo pushing the air to condense into a giant palm, and then absorbing the river water to condense flesh and blood, merging into the runes to act as a soul, and intercepting himself in an instant, the power of the runes has already had a personal experience, how can he be lucky?!

"We can actually talk about it, you don't have to be so afraid. Zhang Mo felt Xi Zhilang's panic, and said: "I don't want to do anything to you, I don't want to restrict your freedom, and I don't want to force you to do anything for me, I'm just a little curious about your psychic body, and your special physique happens to be helpful to my cultivation, I want to study it." ”

"The psychic body is a rare race in the extreme martial arts world, although it is rare, it is nothing special, what do you have to be curious about?!" The more Xi Zhilang heard Zhang Mo say this, the more uneasy he became: "If you have anything to know, just ask me directly, I promise to tell you everything, make up for the mistake I just made, and you can take the rune from my body!"