Chapter 947: :black wood

The Twelve God Towers move in unison, the ancient fire burns the earth.
All this happened for the first time in this abandoned land.
The landlords of the various God Towers, and the old immortals who retreat here have begun to show up, and their consciousness is directly shrouded in them, and they want to see what is going on.
Especially in the middle of the cracked earth, what is rising?
However, this terrible smell of ancient flames is too terrible. They can only dimly see the situation in the flames, and at the same time have to rush into the sky to avoid the long flames.
"This must be the birth of a fetish!" The senior Zimu's eyes were like electricity, glanced at the flame totem, and suddenly felt a terrible swirling force of destruction.
at this time.
Mo Nan was the only one bathed in the flames. At first, he wanted to fly out to avoid these flames, but I don't know why he felt a little comfortable in the flames.
"This must be what Master Yue Yue left!"
Mo Nan felt the mystery at the center of the flame, and stepped out step by step.
Not to mention the god-like buildings of the city, the central square surrounded by them is huge enough, and Mo Nan stepped out step by step, looking like an ant in the whole sea of ​​fire.
Step by step!
If it weren't for the starfall and disillusionment, it would be impossible for him to see through the layers of flames to see what was in the middle.
When he approached the center, he found that there was a vortex of flames, as if he would fall into the vast vortex of flames before stepping on it.
"What is this?"
Mo Nan was surprised to see a black object suspended in the middle. At first, it was a black wood!
This black wood is only two feet long, and it is almost one meter in length. It has a large head and a small tail, and is somewhat like an iron pestle, or more like an enlarged embroidery needle.
It's just that it's all black and has weird patterns on it, making it more appropriate for auger.
"Black auger?"
Mo Nan's brow froze, an ancient legend flashed in his mind, but he felt too incredible to deny it. This may be a fetish suppressed by a deity.
Those oracles are strange and weird, and mortals can hardly understand their meaning. At that time, Mo Nan had also seen an oracle directly suppressing a large calamity area with a phalange.
Snapped!
As soon as Mo Nanmen reached out, he caught the black wood directly. No matter what, he must not miss it.
Bang!
With the grip of his hand, the flames of the sky suddenly burned.
The entire huge sky began to be burned by flames, and a dark wood-like scene lay across the sky. The terrible scene was overwhelming and shocked for nine days.
"Get up!"
As soon as Mo Nan gritted his teeth and closed it fiercely, he grabbed the black wood in his hands.
Strangely enough, this black wood was immediately restrained by this grasping, and all the rays of light were gathered.
In just nine breaths, Mo Nan couldn't feel any of its power.
At first glance, it was clear that it was an ordinary sharp black wood.
Mo Nan didn't worry about getting Blackwood. If they found it, it would be the end of the fight for murder.
"The fire has burned the Quartet and will soon go out. I have to find a way to protect myself."
Mo Nan thought for a while, and rushed back to the seventh floor again, and found that the body of the seventh floor owner had already been burned to ashes, but the angry atmosphere of the seventh floor owner was still swirling among the floors.
Moreover, this breath that has not been extinguished is the immortality of the seventh floor master as the "sword master".
"There is a way!"
Mo Nan captured all the breath in one hand, and took the ring of the seventh floor owner.
He used "Inverse Heaven and Yang" to cover all the breath of the seventh floor owner's sword, and at the same time opened the seventh floor owner's ring at the fastest speed, and took out a set of seventh floor owner's clothes.
"It seems that" Six Roads Without Phases "is truly against the sky, colorless and phaseless. It is not difficult to imitate the breath of the seventh floor master!"
Mo Nan immediately changed his face.
He knows that it is impossible to leave with his current ability. If it is the seventh floor owner, there may be some hope. Moreover, with the usual style of the seventh floor owner, few people dare to check his authenticity.
It wasn't long before Mo Nan became familiar, and the flames on the ground began to dissipate.
Bang! !!
There was a loud noise from the twelve divine towers, and they stabilized again.
Then, outside was the boiling voice of a million practitioners.
"Oh my God, what was born here last night?"
"It's gone. Was it taken away? Or are we dazzled?"
"This is absolutely unusual. I am afraid that it has already alerted other practitioners on the other roads. We need to be alert at all times."
Mo Nan listened to the sound of the discussion outside, and he did not step out of the Seven Gods Building, and sat inside with his knees crossed.
As he had guessed, no one had broken in all night.
But at noon, the gate of Qishen Building was suddenly opened.
A group of green mountain repairers lined up in a tidy step from the outside. They stopped at the tens of thousands on the outer layer, 20,000 on the inner layer, and thousands in the center hall.
It seems to be an extremely strict hierarchy.
"Meet Master--"
After these people settled, Qi Qi worshipped at Mo Nan.
Mo Nan didn't know how the seventh floor host treated them on weekdays. Seeing that they worshiped and didn't get up, he just learned the seventh floor host's voice: "Huh!"
Moreover, his tone deliberately added a bit of anger, even if it is not the same as usual, it can be explained.
Kneeling in front of Mo Nan were four female practitioners. One of the petite and handsome young women stood up after hearing the words, instead of giving orders: "Knee down as usual, practice with concentration!"
"Yes--"
A group of disciples all answered in unison, and then bowed their heads one by one, slowly sending out a stream of swords.
Really, start kneeling to practice swordsmanship!
Seeing this, Mo Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that no one found him to be fake.
"Master, today, are you going to instruct Qing'er to practice? Qing'er still has questions to ask the master to doubt!" The petite and handsome woman glanced at Mo Nan, and suddenly said with a trembling voice.
Mo Nan said casually: "Say it!"
These two simple words made Qing's Jiao's body tremble. Her delicate face suddenly became crimson. She looked at the three sisters kneeling beside her with shame, and asked with a little embarrassment: ,Is it here?"
Mo Nan's brow frowned. Is there any special cultivation question for this Qinger?
When Qing'er frowned at the sight of Mo Nan, he was startled, biting the pink ~ tender red ~ lip, and whispering: "I see, Master ~"
After that, she reached out to her waist and gently pulled, and a piece of Tsing Yi slipped on the ground ~ and fell to the ground. Her long black hair also fell like a waterfall.
Although wearing a veil inside, this veil is almost transparent, and there is no function to shield the senses at all.
Mo Nan's consciousness swept away, and he immediately looked at Qing Er's floating ~ convex figure and saw it all at a glance.
God, it turned out that the so-called master of the seventh floor called the mentoring practice to solve the suspicion of the mentor!
As if Qing'er hadn't tried this kind of occasion, she moved her feet lightly, took off her shoes at once, exposed her bare feet, stepped on the wooden board and walked in two steps in front of Mo Nan.
Mo Nan's heart was startled. If he continued in this way, he would definitely be exposed even if he was well dressed.
Before he could react, he suddenly saw the Qinger kneeling down and lying down, palms and knees, crawling over on his knees, and seeing her red-breasted appearance, he sent a love ~ Like ~ crawled over step by step.
Mo Nan watched her crawling over a little bit, her eyes and eyebrows, he couldn't help but reach out and stopped her.
Seeing Mo Nan like this, Qing Er suddenly acted stiff again. She looked at Mo Nan in surprise, her lips moved, she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.
Mo Nan's mind turned. He thought of the astrolabe that had been given to him by anxiety. There was a lake more than a hundred miles to the east. He said in a deep voice: "Put on your clothes, get ready, and follow me to Lake Sisi. "
Qing'er first stunned, then stood up in surprise, and said clearly: "Yes, Master! I'll prepare ..."
With that said, she stood up and grabbed her clothes. She rushed out and began to prepare.
It didn't take long for Qing'er to prepare a huge flying sword outside.
This flying sword rushed out of the billowing edge, and it was hundreds of meters long, standing in the void, very domineering.
Mo Nan saw that Qinger was already there, and waited nicely.
He stepped out one step and fell on top of the giant sword in a flash, while suppressing the surprise in his heart, he could finally leave with a sense of justice.
"go--"