World of Cultivation

The five ghosts in Yin Ling were dumbfounded.

Although it is not the king's horn, it is still terrifying enough. The first king of the demon clan, just this name is enough to scare the shit out of them.

"It can't be true, can it?" Si Du stammered.

The other four people stared at Zuo Mo closely, looking like a flower growing on Zuo Mo's face.

"Of course it's true." Zuo Mo smiled, glanced at Mo Ru, and handed the horn to her: "If you regret it, then I will choose another one."

Mo Ru waved his hands desperately: "This thing is too hot, only a master can bear it!"

The other four people nodded in unison. Mo Ru's words were really not flattering. Regardless of the fact that Yin Lingwei is about to start a fight with Dongming Mansion, no matter which side wins, they will not offend the master. In the underworld where weapon refiners are extremely rare, to offend a master who can refine magic weapons is definitely to get your head caught in the door. Anyway, in their opinion, none of the four Hades Lords would do such a stupid thing.

Not to mention the horns of the First King, it is the true horn of the king. If the master wants it, the four Hades Lords will probably not hesitate.

Moreover, the origin of this horn of the First King is really terrifying. If you want to refine it into a real [Horn of the King], it seems that only a master can have this ability.

These days, everyone believes in the strength of the War Department and the masters, and that they can rule the world with just one horn, but the Five Ghosts of Yinling absolutely do not believe that.

Lord Hades doesn’t have a horn, so he hasn’t unified the underworld yet!

After all, it depends on who has the bigger fist. However, Mo Ru and others still did not want to get involved in such troublesome things. Although they were frightened by the news, they had no idea of ​​getting involved in it.

In the past, if this thing was presented to Lord Hades, he might even get a reward, but now that the king has not shown up for a long time, his life and death are uncertain, leaving it in his hands will only be a disaster.

Zuo Mo then put away the horn. He was very interested in the horn. The legendary [King's Horn] was magical, and the horn itself must have something extraordinary. He is now in the god-level realm, and he lacks suitable treasures. Although the previous magic weapons and weapons are quite good, they are still far behind for him now.

The divine power of a god-level powerhouse is definitely not something that ordinary magic weapons can withstand.

Lin Qian had the Ancient Divine Sword, and his eldest brother had the God-killing Blood Sword, but he had no magic weapon that he could use. Although Zuo Mo had assigned Lin Qian to his senior brother in his heart, he was not entirely sure when the senior brother would wake up. If Lin Qian really breaks through and his senior brother doesn't wake up, then he will be the only one who can fight.

Zuo Mo noted this down secretly and glanced at Si Du's collection.

Si Du later took out a few more items, and they were really good things that could keep this guy at the bottom of the box. Zuo Mo's eyes glanced at a stone man, and his heart skipped a beat. This stone is about the size of a palm. There are countless black and white rings swimming on the surface. These rings are of different sizes and come together and disperse.

Yin Yang Ring Stone!

Zuo Mo picked it without hesitation.

Although Si Du felt a little pained, he still breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Yin-Yang Ring Stone is unique and wonderful, it is far less practical than the other items for Si Du, who mainly deals with poison.

Everyone gets what they need.

"I wonder how long the master's magical costume will last?" Si Du couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Mo pondered for a moment: "The five of them took completely different paths, and the time was also different. But it will not be later than a month."

The five of them were very satisfied when they heard that Zuo Mo had given a one-month deadline. Dongming Mansion planned to attack Netherworld Ten Thousand Tombs, and it would take time to assemble the army. Moreover, the Yin Ling Guards are defending according to the danger, so they don't need to worry about the early battle.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Si Du said goodbye to Zuo Mo. He urgently needed to find a place to refine the dark sand he had just obtained. The right way to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Several other people also said goodbye. The war was imminent, and they had a lot to prepare. They each command the war department and are busy with affairs.

Zuo Mo didn't try to stay, he had many things to do.

He planned to refine five quasi-divine weapons for five people, similar to angel equipment. With his current level, refining quasi-divine weapons would be difficult for him.

The difficulty is very small.

His current success rate in using the art of stacking troops is astonishingly high. This is the advantage of Realm.

Naturally, three hundred pieces of magical equipment cannot meet the needs of the ghost master, but the problem now is that the transportation of materials cannot keep up with Zuo Mo's refining speed. Almost all warehouses were desperately transporting materials to the Fire Cemetery.

Zuo Mo then planned to go to Wanbochi Sea first.

This time he went alone without disturbing anyone else.

The boundless sea of ​​boiling water was shocking. Zuo Mo sneaked into it quietly. Follow the direction last time and walk towards Dead Eye.

He noticed that three hundred divine costumes had been placed in the Boiling Pond Sea to maintain their temperature, and each divine costume was continuously absorbing death energy. Small whirlpools appeared one after another in the Boiling Pond Sea, and each piece of divine clothing was heavily guarded.

Zuo Mo carefully avoided the crowd and moved forward quietly in the gray deathly atmosphere.

Soon, he could clearly feel that the death aura ahead was much stronger. He was refreshed and knew that the Death Eye was almost here. After walking a stick of incense, Zuo Mo felt that the death energy around him was seven or eight times stronger than before.

The death energy here was so strong that it made Zuo Mo feel awe-inspiring in his heart.

If he were not in the god-level realm, an ordinary strong man would probably have hallucinations and death energy invade his body if he was surrounded by such strong death energy. No wonder no one dared to come to Death Eye. Even Zuo Mo felt the death aura so cold and biting.

Zuo Mo's speed slowed down and he traveled about ten miles. The death energy around him was so thick that it was as thick as substance.

Every time he took a step forward, the ground seemed to be shaking before his eyes, countless evil ghosts and evil thoughts were roaring toward him, and illusions abounded.

Zuo Mo's face became solemn, and he felt great pressure.

call!

The sun fire came out of his body, and as soon as those evil spirits and evil thoughts touched the sun fire, they screamed and wailed and disappeared. But the sticky death energy seemed to be angered by the sun's divine fire. It roared and rolled, and waves of death energy rushed towards Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo's face changed slightly. What the hell is this dead eye? How could it have such a strong death aura?

He had never heard of a place where the aura of death was so strong.

Feeling the overwhelming power from the churning death energy, Zuo Mo shook his head. This place was not something he could come to now. Unless his body is completely repaired and his spiritual power is restored, it is possible to move forward.

It seems that I will only come again next time.

But Zuo Mo didn't plan to return empty-handed. The rich and sticky death energy in front of him was a very good material in itself.

Zuo Mo repeatedly grabbed hold of his hands in the air.

In a moment, there were more than fifty beads condensed from death energy in his hand. The beads were dark gray in color. If you stared at them, you would be involuntarily attracted to them.

These death energy beads are of extremely rare quality.

Fifty death energy beads were condensed in succession, and a look of fatigue flashed across Zuo Mo's face. He was secretly shocked that the death energy here was so strong that it was so incredible! He condensed fifty death energy beads, which actually cost more than the three hundred pieces of divine equipment he spent refining!

What a weird place!

Zuo Mo kept this in mind, put the death energy bead into the ring, and returned along the original path. This trip was still fruitful. Fifty death energy beads of excellent quality were quite a bit of income.

After exiting the sea of ​​Wanbochi, Zuo Mo returned to his residence.

He meditated for a full twelve hours before he recovered. Opening his eyes, he played with the death energy beads in his hands. Suddenly thinking of his previous thoughts, he got up and walked towards the backyard.

Arriving in front of the five sacred wooden coffins, sure enough, the death energy gushing from the five-eyed death energy pool had been reduced by half.

Zuo Mo thought for a while, took out a death energy bead and threw it into one of the death energy pools.

boom!

The raging death energy spurted out.

The sacred wooden coffin suddenly lit up, continuously absorbing the death energy that spewed out. Zuo Mo touched the sacred wooden coffin, closed his eyes, and the death energy quickly seeped into the coffin. Because the death energy was very strong, after merging with the vitality of the sacred wooden coffin itself, the original divine power generated was more than three times stronger than before.

Zuo Mo became excited.

Over the past few days, he had repeatedly thought about it and finally came to the conclusion that as long as he had enough original divine power, he could wake everyone up. The original divine power is very strange, able to penetrate into all things and fundamentally nourish everyone's body.

Everything is moving in a good direction and the future is full of hope.

Zuo Mo laid out today's gains. This treasure, the Colorful Poison Stone, can only be returned to Mo Yunhai and handed over to Flower Demon and the others. The dragon heart is given to senior brother, and the jade skull is given to Lan.

The will-o'-the-wisp jumped in his palm, and he was silent. When he selected the will-o'-the-wisp, he only had a vague idea in his mind, but this idea was still very vague.

At this moment, the figure of the woman in the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared. When she saw Zuo Mo, she bowed down and said, "Master!"

Zuo Mo was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"Can the master give me a death energy bead?" The female figure said calmly: "If the master can give me a death energy bead, I can stabilize my body and reach a higher level. I am willing to let the master control me!"

"Oh!" A strange color flashed in Zuo Mo's eyes. He pondered for a moment and then threw out a Death Qi Bead: "Here you go!"

The will-o'-the-wisp female shadow was overjoyed. The will-o'-the-wisp jumped and rolled over the death air beads.

The green will-o'-the-wisp immediately gained a layer of gray.

"It will take a few days for me to absorb the death energy. Master, please forgive me." The female figure was erratic.

"Go." Zuo Mo said.

The female figure bowed again and disappeared immediately.

Zuo Mo thought for a moment, put the will-o'-the-wisp back into the ring, and picked up another item, the Yin-Yang Ring Stone! When Zuo Mo saw this thing, the first thing he thought of was Luo Li. This stone is a combination of yin and yang. If this stone can be made into a flying sword, it would be best to use a pair of chain swords, which is most suitable for Luo Li and Wo Li.

Today, Zuo Mo has a deeper understanding of life and death, and the more he understands the relationship between Wo Li and Luo Li. I am immortal and Luo Li is immortal. The two of them truly live and die together. If they can refine the Yin and Yang chain swords, when the two of them wake up, their strength will definitely reach a higher level.

Carefully putting away the Yin-Yang Ring Stone, Zuo Mo picked up the biggest harvest of the day, the long horn, which was the Demon Horn of the First King.

Zuo Mo rubbed his palms against the patterns on the surface of the King's Demonic Horns, took a deep breath and let his mind sink into it little by little. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter