Record of Chaos - Chapter 975

　　　　 Fortunately, after the cold wind passed, the fire licked again, and these profound irons became soft again.

　　 Ao Zang has been waiting for a while, but he hasn’t made any moves. And Mu Shi was probably not a strong sense of God because it was a tree, so he didn’t notice his existence, and the two were in peace.

　　His plan is that he won’t make any move with the wood. Because he knows that the practitioners of the Qingmu Longevity Kungfu are extremely difficult to kill. Now the blood in this person’s body is surging, and the mana is surging, even if he is cut to pieces, he can be perfectly resurrected.

　　 Rather than tossing hard, it is better to wait for this guy to constantly repair himself in the fire and consume almost the same mana, and then give him a complete stop.

　　 Of course, Ao Zang’s plan also has a premise, that is, the Xuantian Ratchet cannot be cut off. He planned to make a shot before the Xuantian Ratchet was cut to an irreparable state.

　　He has a huge advantage in the sea of ​​fire. Huoyun jacket is an immortal weapon with spirituality, which can recognize him as his own, and keep him safe in the fire.

　　 So he used a water concealment technique, and he was surrounded by a “drop” of “stray water” that could refract light. Only a slightly distorted transparent area can be seen up, down, left and right, and there is nothing in it. His own breath was also covered up.

　　He was waiting quietly for Mu Shi to exhaust his mana to the limit. Then he thought about how to concoct the opponent’s body.

　　 This is a rare hybrid between an abnormal dragon and a human. It is an excellent experiment for him to study how to combine the body of the monster with human magic.

　　 But what he didn’t expect was that suddenly there was a waterfall flying down above his head, and the big water washed away the drop of “sly water” that had wrapped him, and disappeared in an instant.

　　 This is not just washing away, but under the strong current of this powerful current, breaking this drop of tricky water from his spiritual consciousness, and since then he will never be able to find his important invisible magic weapon.

　　 His embarrassed figure was immediately revealed.

　　 Mu Mu suddenly glanced at him, only to find that there was a person here, slightly surprised. However, his mind was all about cutting the Xuantian ratchet, so he immediately turned his eyes back.

　　 “It’s ridiculous, I ignored the old man!”

　　 Ao Zang couldn’t help being furious, and a sharp golden light appeared in his hand.

In fact, he is not good at the golden escape technique, but the “diamond hairpin” in his hand was left before the degeneration of a powerful practitioner who specializes in the golden escape technique in the East Sea. , Comparable to a true spirit of gold.

　　 If this object is thrown out to be able to center the nucleus of the woody tree, although it may not be able to penetrate it, it will certainly be able to suppress the power of the woody tree to its limit. When he took off the opponent’s head with a single claw, he would definitely be able to make merit.

　　 The waterfall just passed by, and then another sharp and cold sword light hit it.

　　 Ao Zang is too late for either avoiding or casting another spell. In desperation, he had to throw the “Vajra Hairpin” in his hand to resist the sword light.

　　 The two golden and white rays of light met in the air, bursting out a dazzling light, almost overshadowing the surrounding fire.

　　 Ao Zang’s heart was dripping blood. What flew from the sky was just a sword aura, there was no damage at all. What he threw out was a magic weapon. With such a violent crash, I really don’t know how much it will cost to repair it.

　　 What’s even worse is that Mu Shi is still intact, but the sword energy above his head is still falling like a rainstorm. He quickly took back the extremely damaged diamond hairpin, moved this area away, and said:

　　 “The old man is Ao Zang, the elder of Donghai Chuan Gong, who will come?”

　　 A peerless woman with an arrogant face and a plain white skirt, with a beige bamboo umbrella suspended above her head, holding a long sword, coiled by the cold wind around her body, floating down in the sea of ​​fire.

　　 She glanced at Ao Zang, then glanced at the wood that was cutting the Xuantian Ratchet, confirming that neither of these were the tricks she was looking for.

　　 Mu Mu had been working and ignored her, and her cold and arrogant personality would not take the initiative to respond. Old Long Aozang asked, and her icy eyes cast over again, spit out a few words coldly:

　　 “Go away, don’t get in the way!”

　　 After finishing his figure, he disappeared with the cold wind flying in the flames.

　　 In normal times, Ao Zang was reprimanded so, of course it was impossible to just forget it. But at this time, he could not make more enemies with his heavy responsibility, so he could only set the target on Mu Shi first, and swallowed his breath to let the female sister go.

　　 Nanwan’s resignation instantly fell down with the hook. But the battle in this place is more complicated than the high-altitude battlefield.

　　 The hanging ratchet spinning in the air, the flames rising from the fire cloud jacket, and the ubiquitous burning prohibition, all confuse her vision and spiritual sense.

　　 So she noticed that someone was there, so she stabbed it without hesitation. When she found out that it was not a deception, she stopped and continued to find someone.

　　 And everyone sitting around the battlefield high in the sky looked at each other a little. Obviously everyone sat around and watched the Dao, only to start beating and disappearing?

　　Theoretically, the two sides of the Daoist discussion cannot leave the Daoist forum where everyone is sitting around. Whoever voluntarily leaves or is beaten off the court loses.

　　 But no one knows how to define the range when the dojo is at high altitude. Because there is neither a roof nor a ground here~www.mtlnovel.com~ If you just consider the circle they are sitting in, the deceit is actually not out of the circle. As far as the Ninth Layer of Ling Xiao, and decreed 18 levels of hell, as long as they were still in the cylindrical shape they surrounded, they couldn’t be said to have gone outside.

　　 Although He Wuji’s face was obviously ugly, he just tapped his finger. An aura suddenly appeared in the empty discussion hall, reflecting Nan Wanci’s figure and the situation near her, so that everyone could continue watching.

　　 No one knows where the hook is going.

　　 Nan Wanci knew that Gou Zhu did not fly far away. That huge amount of water has now been broken into pieces and turned into countless streams. Therefore, in the flames of the fire cloud jacket over the Cuiyu Peak, there are countless water currents running wildly.

　　 Nanwan’s speech unfolds the divine consciousness of the golden core three flowers, like the sun shining all around, searching for a hiding place. There is a gap in her three-flower golden core, as if a sunspot can be seen in the morning of a newborn.

　　 This is the price she paid for achieving Sanhua in the Beiming Ice Cave with a serious injury. It is a Sanhua with permanent defects. If she does not try to make up, she will be hopeless for life.

　　 But this flaw itself pointed out the direction for her. Because this defect was injured by the retention monument, the defect always faintly pointed in the direction of the retention monument. That’s how she came along.

　　 At this time, her sense of consciousness suddenly moved, and at the same time as her eyes were cast, the light on the long sword in her hand also flickered.

　　 A clear figure appeared in her eyes in a stream of water passing like a wind in the raging fire a hundred steps away.

　　 While the sword light in her hand flickered, the whole stream of water instantly froze and shattered into countless sesame-sized ice foams, and then splashed away. The figure in the mysterious robe also disappeared without a trace!