Zuo Mo suddenly thought of the Black Pearl.

  Doesn't the yin bead already have yin energy? Moreover, the yin energy density of the yin bead is even more condensed than that of the yin evil. The more Zuomo thought about it, the more excited he became, so he took out a yin bead and started polishing it.

  Divine sense is extremely sensitive to divine sense, and Zuo Mo had already thoroughly understood the gray inner divine sense in his previous exploration. However, the situation with the yin bead was different from the yin energy surrounding Yin Xing's body. The degree of condensation of the yin energy in the yin bead far surpassed that of the yin energy surrounding Yin Xing's body. How to control it with divine sense required him to slowly explore and feel his way.

  He called this gray fine needle "Yin Needle".

  Zuo was immersed in deep thought. He wasn't afraid of exploring, what he feared most was losing direction. Now that he had found the direction, he had succeeded halfway.

  Pú yāo seemed to be lost in thought as he glanced at Zuǒ Mò, not saying a word, and quietly floated forward. Zuǒ Mò subconsciously followed behind him...

  Zuo Mo hadn't noticed that the road beneath his feet was sloping downward.

  A wisp of sinister smile quietly bloomed at the corner of Pao's mouth.

  Squeak!

  Zuo Mo suddenly felt a jolt, and was shocked awake from his contemplation. He lifted his head to see a dark and ominous figure charging towards him not far away!

  However, he is now familiar with the road and not surprised. He casually throws out a maze array disk. The maze array disk is the easiest to refine and does not require any good materials, so Zuo Mo has prepared the most. His waist's hundred treasure pouch is full of various low-grade array disks. If it weren't for him now having reached the Golden Armor realm with his "Golden Sword Scripture", his increased strength would be enough to crush him just with these array disks.

  As expected, his footsteps faltered under the gloomy atmosphere.

  But soon, this dark aura shocked Zuo Mo. The dark aura around its body churned restlessly, and three gray dark thorns suddenly shot out in all directions, tearing the newly formed maze array to shreds like paper.

  Zuo Mo only now noticed that this dark energy was even thicker and more concentrated than the previous one, and its body was slightly smaller. The grayish-black energy surrounding it was so dense that it seemed almost black.

  Damn it! This yin-yang is no ordinary stuff!

  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pu Yao had already retreated to one side, with a wicked grin on his face. Without thinking, Zuo Mo knew that this must be the doing of that damned Pu Yao!

  But at this time, he didn't have time to think carefully. After the dark and sinister shot out three dark thorns, it was as if nothing had happened. It was completely different from the withered appearance of the previous dark and sinister shots. Zuo Mo couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy! The array disks in the Hundred Treasures Pouch were only left with coarse goods like the Maze Array, while the fine array disks like the Dragon Trapping Array had just been used up by him.

  A flurry of activity, barely avoiding the ominous aura, the dark energy brushing past brought a chill that made all his hairs stand on end.

  Before he could pull away, swish, swish, three dark stabs suddenly shot out from the yin body!

  Too close!

  Left Mo had no time to dodge and could only urge on Luoyue's Xuanwu shield!

  Pfft!

  The sturdy turtle shell was like a fragile bubble, and one of the dark thorns disappeared with it, while the other two dark thorns were about to pierce his face.

  His soul flew and his spirit scattered, at the juncture of life and death, his mind was more concentrated than ever before, all his spiritual power and divine consciousness suddenly went crazy!

  Not in time to summon the flying sword!

  Not enough time to take out the military token!

  Not in time to take out the Dark Fire Bead!

  At present, there is only one means available.

  "Vajra's Brief Words"

  "Hmph!" Zuo Mo suddenly let out a loud shout, and his entire body was enveloped in a brilliant golden light that grew stronger by the second. In an instant, it dimmed again, with the light coming and going so quickly that it gave people a fleeting illusion. As the golden light flashed past, Zuo Mo's entire body seemed to be cast from dark gold, his eyes wide open in anger, yet without any expression on his face, as if he were a Buddha descending upon the world, both wrathful and indifferent!

  Without sparing a thought for anything else, Zuo Mo stretched out his two dark golden palms and made a sudden grab for the two dark needles!

  What's eerie is that his hands moved extremely slowly, yet a sense of heavy oppression emerged. The wrist guard's array: Thousand Scale!

  At the same time, the three pieces of Wind Walking Boots under his feet quietly lit up with a few strands of light.

  Zuo Mo's hands grasped the Dark Thorn.

  Two crisp and clear explosive sounds, the dark energy was like being hammered heavily by a hammer, suddenly bursting into dark energy, dispersing in all directions. Zuo Mo's hands were also unable to withstand it, his ten fingers aching to the bone, his entire body's circulation of the "Vajra Demon Scripture" almost collapsing. But he knew that at this moment, he absolutely could not relax the breath in his chest, gritting his teeth to hold on!

  Underfoot, three treasures, Wind Walker's brilliance shines, "Wind" and "Shift" activate at the same time. Left Mo has a ghostly figure, several consecutive turns, and opens up distance with Yin Xie!

  Panting heavily, Luo Mo stared fixedly at the ominous creature in front of him.

  The extremely thrilling changes just now had thoroughly frightened him, and he didn't even know how he had managed to get through the previous moment. His heart was pounding like a drum being beaten heavily. Previously too tense, he hadn't had time to be afraid, but now that he was gradually coming back to his senses, a wave of fear washed over him, and terror once again took hold of his body.

  What an intense yin evil!

  Yin Xie seemed to have sensed the danger of Zuo Mo and did not pounce again, instead maintaining a standoff with him. The swirling dark energy around its body stopped swirling and remained still. Zuo Mo became even more cautious, his eyes fixed on Yin Xie, which was like a bow waiting to be triggered, ready to attack at any moment with just a slight external force.

  Zuo Mo's hand touched the Water Droplet Sword, and his fear instantly dissipated, his wildly racing heart gradually calming down.

  He suddenly understood the significance of flying swords for sword cultivators.

  But this is not the time to think about these things, first get rid of this damn evil spirit in front of me!

  With the flying sword in hand, Zuo Mo's confidence suddenly increased, no longer hesitating, and as soon as he made his move, there was not a single bit of reserve.

  "Seven Whirlpools"

  A whirlpool column composed of countless sword tips tightly encircles the yin evil, cold air overflowing in all directions, with sword tips intersecting!

  The pent-up evil also launches its attack.

  Within its solid dark energy sphere, a ring of dark thorns suddenly shot out in all directions, with it as the center, like a gray flower blooming.

  Darkness and "Seven Vortex" collided with each other heavily.

  Clap! Clap! Clap!

  A string of intense explosions sounded like firecrackers being lit, incessant and deafening.

  The seven sword blades vortex was shattered in an instant, but the power of these sword blades vortex columns did not decrease after shattering, instead it increased! The seven sword blades vortex column burst into fragments, and the area surrounded by them suddenly became chaotic and turbulent. In the chaos, countless large and small sword blade fragments flew up and down, like countless knife blades, crazily cutting and slashing!

  The poor yin evil was right in the center of the chaotic flow, and at that moment, it was entwined by countless sword fragments coming and going.

  Zuo Mo was overjoyed, he hadn't expected that after shattering, the power of the Seven Winds would actually increase.

  This dark and gloomy creature was shrouded in a thick, heavy aura of darkness that seemed to take on a life of its own. The wounds inflicted by the sword's blade were far more severe than usual. Seeing the dark creature struggling in the turbulent flow, Zuo Mo's heart finally began to calm down, and it wasn't until now that he had gained the upper hand. This dark creature was truly formidable!

  Think about the previous yin evil that was killed by myself with one sword, and this yin evil in front of me is not at the same level.

  Suddenly, Yin Xiao let out a piercing scream, and the dark energy around him suddenly contracted and converged towards the center.

  Zuo Mo was shocked.

  The power of the turbulent flow had almost dissipated, and even the shattered sword tips had lost their sharpness from earlier. The dark energy surrounding its body contracted, making it more solid, and when the sword tips cut into it, they made a slapping sound, like hitting leather.

  And this hand!

  This endless stream of sinister moves left Zuo Mo stunned, and he couldn't help but secretly think that things were not going well. Although he didn't know what other tricks the enemy had up their sleeve, he decided to take the initiative and strike first.

  It's "Qī Jué" again!

  Seven sword vortex pillars reappeared around the dark and gloomy surroundings, the disordered flow of power and the fragments of sword tips were instantly sucked into the seven vortex pillars. The seven vortex pillars suddenly expanded to twice their size, the high-speed rotation cutting out a hissing sound that was even clearer, captivating the heart and soul.

  In the midst of the seven whirlpools, the yin evil was still compressing the yin energy by itself. At this time, its body had transformed into a bamboo basket size, with a grayish-black color all over, resembling a wriggling ink droplet.

  Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and forcibly reversed the flow of spiritual energy!

  "Explode!"

  Bang!

  Seven massive vortex columns burst and shattered simultaneously, countless sword shards shooting out in all directions with a loud crash!

  The position where the dark evil is located is also the place where the sword tip fragments are most densely packed and subjected to the strongest impact. In an instant, hundreds of sword tip fragments slammed onto the dark evil's body.

  Pffft!

  Only to see the dark and gloomy body like ink being beaten up with countless ripples, the dark and gloomy body undulated.

  A thread of fresh blood overflowed from the corner of Zuo's mouth. Just now, he had forcibly reversed his spiritual power, injuring his meridians. However, his eyes were extremely excited. This move, Seven Whirlpools, was absolutely the strongest one he had used since he started practicing swordsmanship!

  Originally, sometimes a broken sword move can increase its power, and he had an epiphany.

  The second round of "Seven Vortex" caused huge damage to the dark evil, which can be seen from its stabilized physical form. Previously, its compressed body was like a lump of thick ink, floating in the air, very stable. After being hit by countless sword fragments and violent storms, its ink-like body showed signs of instability, with drops of dark energy falling from it like thick ink. However, before they reached the ground, these dark energies dissipated into the air.

  Yin Xie was thoroughly enraged by this wave of attacks!

  Zuo Mo could clearly feel its anger, the anger that its divine sense conveyed!

  At this moment, a small cluster of dark energy like ink liquid detached from the body of Yīn Xiǎo. What left Zuǒ Mò feeling surprised was that after detaching, this small cluster of dark energy did not disperse into the air.

  Suddenly, Luo Mo's heart skipped a beat!

  He sensed that a wisp of Yin evil spirit was drilling into this small cluster of Yin energy!

  Ouch!

  Think of the previous dark thorns' mighty power, and look at this thick, ink-like dark energy. If such a dense dark energy were used to refine the dark thorns, their power would be...

  How can you bear the cold and yet shiver!

  Which move will you use? Li Shui Huo Tian? Or Fu Bing? Or Yin Huo Zhu?

  Yin Fire Pearl... Left Mo suddenly thought of himself, thinking about how to use the yin energy of the Yin Pearl to bring out the yin needle. Wasn't he just now having a headache because the yin energy of the Yin Pearl was too dense and solid, making it difficult for him to control with his divine sense?

  Staring at the small cluster of dense yin energy floating in front of the gloomy face, carefully feeling the changes that are taking place.

  Zuo Mo suddenly had a kind of illusion, the yin energy in front of him was like the best teacher, teaching himself step by step how to use yin energy and spiritual consciousness to refine yin needles.

  He unexpectedly took out a yin bead and learned from the yin evil spirit, slowly pouring his divine consciousness into the yin bead.

  The Pú Yāo watching from the side was now stunned, staring at Zuǒ Mò with a dumbfounded expression.

  What... what does this guy want to do?