As if the sun was falling, when the fireball hit the protective formation, the entire station shook and the spiritual power exploded. Although the protective formation blocked the power of this technique, the fanatical power penetrated into it. , the temperature in the station has risen a lot.
"Tell all of you to come back, otherwise this girl will start a massacre!" Feng Yuechan stood on her flying spirit weapon and shouted crisply.
How dare the guard envoy sitting here dared to neglect, and quickly called his brothers and sisters. He saw that Feng Yuechan was not joking.
For a time, all over the inner circle of the battlefield, some Bailiangu cultivators who were rushing towards the outer circle yelled and retreated.
In the past few days, the Lingxi battlefield has been very lively, much more lively than before, especially the sects in the inner circle. Several sects of the Haotian League camp chose to declare war on the nearby Wanmoling forces.
Especially outrageous is a sect of the Haotian Alliance called Dadinggong, which has crossed the territory of several sects and declared war on Zhaotianmen, which is thousands of miles away from them...
When war was declared, the low-level cultivators of Zhaotianmen were all stunned. They were thousands of miles away from each other, and the sites were not next to each other. Although their camps were different, there was no hatred inside, and they didn't know how to provoke Dading Palace.
Only a few cultivators with a higher level of cultivation understood what was going on, because they had already received some orders from the main sect of Kyushu. In that order, they had to rush to the outer circle of the battlefield to look for a trace of one person.
For such a declaration of war, they naturally do not want to pay attention to it, but it is not enough to ignore it. The monks from the Dading Palace have come all the way to their door, blocking those low-level monks who dare not go out. In desperation, those from Zhaotianmen The monks in the eighth and ninth layers of Lingxi can only return to the station to stabilize their hearts.
There were few such declarations of war in the first two days, but as time went on, more and more, according to the statistics of the Tianji Business Alliance, in just five days, the declaration of war between the two camps has swept hundreds of conflicts. Sects, big and small, must know that this was impossible in the past.
This is a large-scale head-to-head confrontation between the two camps of Haotian League and Wanmoling in Lingxi battlefield after decades , such a confrontation is related to whether the banner that once commanded the Kyushu Haotian League can be retained!
Originally, the flag would fall completely in two months. However, in such a sensitive period, a little person who can maintain the flag has suddenly appeared. How can Wanmoling endure this? After waiting for more than 30 years, no one wants to make a new branch after seeing the ripe fruit, so no matter what, the little cultivator of the fifth layer must die, and that flag must fall!
This is about the face of the Wanmoling camp.
At this time, in a wild country ridge, Lu Ye flicked the blood on his long knife, and he threw down several monks from the Wanmoling camp all around, his brows furrowed.
He faintly felt that something was not quite right!
After killing that Dong Shuye a few days ago, he set off again in the direction of the Jade Blood Sect's station, relaxed in body and mind.
However, since the first encounter three days ago, something strange seems to have happened.
Three days ago, he was on his way leisurely and contentedly when a group of cultivators suddenly approached him. It was normal to encounter cultivators in the wilderness. Lu Ye encountered too many cultivators along the way.
However, under normal circumstances, both parties will take the initiative to stagger to avoid any misunderstanding.
When he met this group of monks, Lu Ye wanted to avoid them, but the other party rushed towards him, and the other party looked very surprised, as if he had picked up money.
The other party is so rude, Lu Ye has nothing to say, riding on Amber is a round of rush kills.
Although this team of cultivators has a fifth-layer in charge, how can they be Lu Ye's opponent? Killed in no time.
Clean up the loot and hit the road again.
As a result, something unexpected happened to Lu Ye, and soon he met a team of Wanmoling monks...
In just three days, he has killed six waves of people, collected more than 20 storage bags, and added more than 100 merits.
Lu Ye was a little unhappy, because this would delay his travel quite a bit.
What made him feel even worse was that there were some problems with his own spiritual power.
There seems to be some impurities in his spiritual power...
The reason why he can practice medicine without any hidden dangers is entirely due to the talent tree. He has carefully observed the talent tree. Whenever he takes a spiritual pill to practice, the erysipelas in the spiritual pill will be burned by the talent tree and then excreted from the body, so His spiritual power has always been extremely pure, and there has never been a situation where the headmaster said that the erysipelas had accumulated before.
Even without the sharpness and the guarding spirit pattern, his strength can surpass that of any monk of the same level based on the purity of his spiritual power, because the purer the spiritual power, the more destructive the monk's spiritual power will cause. big.
With the same knife, the power of the monks with different spiritual power and purity will be different.
But now, his spiritual power has actually produced some impurities!
When he was resting last night, he carefully checked the situation of the talent tree, and was shocked to find that the talent tree seemed to have lost the effect of burning erysipelas, which was the root cause of impurities in spiritual power.
He can grow from a cultivator who had just awakened to the fifth-layer realm in less than half a year, and the talent tree is the most important. If the talent tree loses the effect of burning erysipelas, then his future cultivation speed will be greatly reduced.
This discovery made Lu Ye feel a little heavy, and today he encountered the Wanmoling cultivator blocking the way again.
However, he also thought about it a lot. This situation may not be unchangeable. The talent tree needs to absorb some fire attribute or scorching power. This kind of power can not only make the leaves on the talent tree burn, but also can be used as the fuel of the talent tree. , burning erysipelas.
"King Kong Is Not Bad Dazhai Master"
If the fuel drawn before is used up, then naturally there is no way to play the role of burning erysipelas.
Lu Ye didn't know if his guess was correct. If he wanted to verify it, he had to find the energy that the talent tree could absorb.
The first time the talent tree drew the orange flame sealed in a piece of ore, the second time was the scorching heat from the underground of the barrier-breaking fruit tree. The energy drawn was roughly this standard, but Lu Ye didn't know where to find it. The first two were coincidences.
Fortunately, his previous spiritual power was pure enough, and if there was only a little impurity, it would not have any effect on him. Now he just can't swallow spiritual pills as recklessly as before. He can only take one pill a day, and then Improve your strength with the help of spirit gathering patterns.
He still has a lot of spirit stones in his hand. He originally planned to go to the Tianji Business Alliance to ask if he could buy something that could be used as the fuel for the talent tree.
But it is impossible to go now. In the past few days, he has encountered several waves of monks from the Wanmoling camp, and each wave has a fifth-layered state. He feels as if he is being targeted.
Yiyi was cleaning the battlefield, Lu Ye raised his head, there were flying eagles circling in the air, as if looking for prey.
At the same time, three miles away from Lu Ye, under a big tree, several cultivators gathered together. Several corpses were lying on the side, and in front of them was a spiritual weapon that looked like a shrunken shadow moon disk, with a reflection landing on it. silhouette of leaves.
It is a kind of perspective from a high altitude.
Several people are quietly watching the scene in the small shadow moon.
A man swallowed his saliva: "This is the fifth layer?"
They saw with their own eyes how Lu Ye overturned the group of Wanmoling monks on the ground like chopping melons and vegetables. The technique was neat and swift, and at first glance, there were no fewer killings, and the speed of killing the enemy was an average six. Levels are not comparable.
"Isn't it wrong?" Another said, "Don't make a mistake."
"Five-layer cultivation base, riding a snow-white tiger, starting from Fengyun Mountain and heading towards the Jade Blood Sect, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, who else can be except him?" The head of a fertile woman said, the little shadowy moon Pan is precisely what she is urging her spiritual power to maintain, and looking at this female cultivation base, she is a seventh-level cultivator. There are also three sixth-level and several fifth-level monks walking with her.
Such a team is impossible to see on the outer circle of the battlefield at ordinary times.
They were originally going from their home station to the junction of the outer circle and the inner circle. Because of their strength, they are suitable for training in that position, but they received the teacher's order on the way and hurried here.
They didn't know much about the grievances and grievances of the previous generation, they only knew that the Jade Blood Sect was kind to their own sect, so when the news began to spread uncontrollably, the elders of the sect ordered them to come to receive the boy riding a white tiger. keep him safe.
Not only one of their sects has such actions, the entire Lingxi battlefield is now surging with dark tides and bright waves. There are many sects who want to protect this young man, and more sects want to kill this young man. This is a game between the two camps. , and the boy's life and death will determine the final outcome.