Zuo Mo vigilantly watched the three uninvited guests in mid-air.

  The speaker was a yellow-faced man, unfamiliar to the left, who had crossed swords with him at the Sword Testing Conference. Behind him stood two men, one was Chang Heng and the other was Gui Feng. How did these three get together? He muttered to himself.

  And then these three people appeared at this time, what a coincidence! In all likelihood, the three of them were hiding in the dark to spy and take advantage, but since they saw him win, they had no choice but to come out and greet him.

  Zuo Mo is now at the end of his rope, and if he lets these three people in at this time, he won't dare. These three guys are individually stronger than him, and he has just obtained a windfall profit. If these three people have ulterior motives for seeing the wealth, then he himself will be in danger of losing his life.

  "My little brother has just gone through a great war, is seriously injured and urgently needs rest. No time to entertain the three of you, please forgive me!" After finishing speaking, he didn't even care about the three people and slipped away without a trace.

  How could those nimble and quick movements have any semblance of being severely injured?

  Three people in the sky were speechless, they thought Zuo Mo would make some polite remarks, and they could always find a place to get close. Who knew they underestimated the thickness of Zuo Mo's skin, such a shameless turn around and leave, they had no way at all.

  If they were to force a landing at this time, it would be taking advantage of someone's misfortune and had ulterior motives. In fact, the three people didn't care too much about this false reputation. However, when they looked down and saw the large pits one by one under their feet, they immediately lost the idea of forcing their way through.

  Witnessing the destruction of Wufeng Zei with their own eyes, the three people were deeply wary of the symbol array on Huangmu Jiao.

  Zuo Mo didn't bother with the three people. If they really dared to charge into the Desolate Wood Reef, he would fight them to the death even if it meant destroying his Vajra rings.

  When he saw the three men guarding outside the island, he slightly relaxed and secretly released the small tower to be ready at any time. The Mantra Ring was thrown into the lava fire array for re-tempering, and he also began to recover from his injuries.

  The extent of the physical damage this time exceeded his expectations. Especially when he continued to fight while injured, using medicine to suppress the injury, it seemed fine on the surface but was actually severely internally damaged.

  Fortunately, the master had prepared many spiritual pills for him before he came, and he didn't expect to use them so soon.

  He put a magic pill in his mouth and sat cross-legged in meditation.

  As soon as the elixir entered his mouth, it transformed into a cool sensation that spread throughout his body along with the circulation of his spiritual energy. The faint burning sensation between his internal organs suddenly decreased, and he felt an indescribable comfort.

  Hei Tan, forty-two people were soaking in it, their eyes tightly closed, and painful expressions occasionally appeared on their faces. Strands of black mist quietly seeped into their bodies from the water of Hei Tan, slowly spreading out.

  Pú yāo's gaze fell on the three Condensation Period Black Wind Bandits, whose bodies were completely permeated with black energy, making them look like charcoal. On each of their foreheads, a small bulge protruded, as if something was about to emerge.

  The Pú Yāo played with the white bone in his hand, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect to see a Qing Long bone here. This kid really has dogshit luck. Ah, using it on you bunch of Condensed Pulse trash is truly wasting good stuff!"

  With a sigh, he exerted a slight force in his hand, and with a crack, the white bones shattered instantly.

  With a flick of his hand, the dragon bone powder transformed into three white arrows that shot into the bodies of the three Condensing Pulse stage Black Wind Bandits.

  Three cultivators in the Condensation Period suddenly trembled all over like sieves, their dark faces twisted in extreme pain. Suddenly, their black skin rippled like waves, and a layer of scaly, non-scaly keratin emerged continuously.

  In an instant, the three people's faces were completely transformed. Their bodies were covered with a layer of extremely fine white scales, just like a layer of fine armor. The protruding part on their foreheads continued to bulge, and suddenly, a sharp black horn pierced through the skin, growing to about three inches in length before stopping.

  "White Scale Servant! The Dragon Bone is indeed a good thing." The Reed Spirit slightly revealed an unexpected expression, then became somewhat excited, tilted her head to think for a moment, suddenly chuckled and stretched out her hand to grab at the air.

  He had three more jade boxes in his hands, which were surprisingly Linglong boxes that Zuo Mo cherished the most.

  Pinching the jade box, Pu Yao blew gently, and three strands of golden crow fire flew towards the three people.

  Golden flames landed on the white scales, sizzling, and then burrowed into their bodies, disappearing without a trace. Almost simultaneously, mist rose around the three people, and the black pool water beside them churned and bubbled as if it had reached boiling point.

  The dark pool was shrouded in mist, and the excitement on Pu Yao's face grew thicker, like a mischievous child who had found an interesting toy.

  He stretched out his hand and grasped at the air again.

  Ding ding ding!

  If Zuo Mo saw this scene, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood. Pu Yao's hands were full of Scarlet Fire Stones, including three fourth-grade Scarlet Fire Stones. To know that Zuo Mo only had six fourth-grade Scarlet Fire Stones in total, and now half of them were taken away by Pu Yao at once.

  His left hand pointed into the void, a strand of red and black flames appeared in front of him.

  He recklessly threw the crimson firestone in his hand into the flames, and he stretched out his hand to grab at nothing, one piece of material after another appearing in his hand, without even looking, he directly tossed them into the flames.

  After about half a time, the flames gradually dispersed, and three bright red giant swords appeared in front of him.

  The great sword was about half the height of a person, its broad blade making it look like a small door panel. The body of the sword was a deep red, as if it were iron that had been heated to a high temperature, emitting a scorching heat.

  At this time, the mist on the top of the three people's heads in the Black Pool dispersed, revealing their figures. The scales on the bodies of the three were stained with a layer of golden yellow, making them look like they were wearing golden armor, majestic and extraordinary, the black thorn on their foreheads disappeared from view.

  The three of them used to have a hint of eeriness and terror, but now the three of them are completely devoid of any dark energy, as if they were heavenly gods descending to earth, with a sharp and powerful masculine aura that is clearly visible.

  "Dragon Bone, Golden Crow Fire, Abyssal Pool, a demon guard refined from these, is really something to look forward to!"

  Pao's demon smiled somewhat complacently: "Bai Lin servant, no, no, no, change the name to Jin Jia Wei! This name is not bad. Heh heh, who can tell that they are demon guards?"

  Stroking his chin thoughtfully for a moment, Pu Yao muttered to himself: "Hmmm, no, this is too ugly, I need to make some changes."

  He spewed out a ball of flames, the flames grew larger in the wind, and suddenly enveloped one of them. Suddenly, a sizzling sound of burning flesh and skin rose, and after a moment, the flames dispersed, and the person in the flames had changed greatly. Now he was covered in a suit of golden armor, even his face was tightly wrapped, with thick armor blocking the front, only revealing a pair of eyes. The glittering golden scales had transformed into a suit of golden fish-scale armor, majestic yet mysterious.

  The Pú Yāo finally revealed a satisfied expression, and soon after, all three were remade.

  Three crimson long swords transformed into three red lights and flew towards the three people.

  Three people simultaneously stretched out their hands and steadily caught the flying sword. Three golden-armored guards stood solemnly with their swords, a majestic and awe-inspiring aura slowly unfolding.

  The Pao demon looked at the other Wu Feng Zei who were still soaking in the Black Pool with a sympathetic gaze: "You guys are just not good enough, you can only stay here and do hard labor."

  Zuo Mo slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashing in them. His injuries had mostly healed. He only needed to rest for a while longer and he would be back to normal. What surprised him even more was that the spiritual power within his body, which had stopped growing, actually showed a thread of growth.

  Although the growth is not much, but for the stagnant Left Mo, this is absolutely an unexpected surprise.

  Just as he was happy, he saw Pu Yao with a smug face, swaggering in with three fully armored men.

  Zuo Mo was taken aback, his face wary as he pointed at the three people behind him: "Who are they?"

  Three people were shrouded in golden armor, their faces unclear, but Mo could feel the terrifying aura emanating from their bodies.

  These three people's strength is unfathomable!

  Shen's intuition was extremely keen, and the sense of danger these three people gave him even surpassed that of the leader of the group of bandits. What were the origins of these three formidable individuals? Where did they come from?

  His gaze fell on the large sword in the hands of the three men, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

  Who the hell is so extravagant!

  Red Firestone, absolutely no less than ten pieces, and there must be one or two pieces of fourth-grade or higher inside. Tianmu Silver, this thing is extremely expensive, even Luo Mo himself only has about three to four taels, and each of the three people's large swords contains at least one to two taels of Tianmu Silver. There's also Hongyan Mingzhu, it's an excellent fire-attribute material, worth thousands of crystals! Each of the three people's heavy swords contains at least three pieces.

  What a big hand! Absolutely a big hand!

  Left Mo couldn't help but drool, the three heavy swords in the hands of these three people are absolutely a big deal! If it weren't for the dangerous and fierce aura emanating from their bodies that was pressing down on him, he might have impulsively rushed up to snatch them.

  But this material looks somewhat familiar...

  Just as he was in a state of confusion, he heard Pu Yao say with a pleased tone: "They are the Golden Armor Guards! I just refined them, do you want to try one out?"

  "Golden Armor Guard?" Zuo Mo was taken aback: "Didn't you say you wanted to refine a Small Demon Guard?"

  "The Little Demon Guards are too low-level." Pu Yao said with disdain, continuing: "Moreover, their appearance is too poor. Look at this Golden Armor Guard, not a hint of evil aura, perfect for showing off, and they're fierce and unmatched in battle, the best fighters!"

  "Really?" Zuo Mo's face was full of disbelief.

  "You unsophisticated country bumpkin have probably never seen such high-class goods!" The lotus demon sneered, snapping her fingers loudly.

  Suddenly, one of the golden-armored guards behind him vanished into thin air.

  "Halt!" A loud, deep voice suddenly rang out through the air.

  Zuo Mo suddenly felt a bright light in front of him, and the dazzling red glow forced him to narrow his eyes.

  A tyrannical and majestic fiery red sword light burst forth, this one sword seemed to want to tear space apart, scorching hot, cruel, and overbearing aura filled every inch of space.

  Zuo Mo's heart was shocked, his body hair stood on end, the sense of danger was thick and heavy like a leaden cloud, pressing down on him until he felt suffocated.

  The sword light disappeared without any warning!

  At some unknown time, the Golden Armor Guard returned to the position he had just stood at.

  It wasn't until then that Zuo Mo heard a faint "hiss" sound. Unlike the dazzling sword light, the sword sound was almost nonexistent.

  Zuo was shocked on the spot!