They looked at each other and determined each other's cultivation.
On the opposite side are two seventh-level realms, with knives and swords on their waists, they look like soldiers.
Before they got close, one of the thinner people shouted, "Which camp are the two fellow Daoists from? We are from the Haotian Alliance!"
Now the distance is not enough, so the battlefield marks on the backs of each other's hands do not respond, but if the distance is close enough, then the camp to which they belong will be clear at a glance, just like when Lu Ye and Hua Ci first came here, they encountered two Wanmo Ridges. Yes, the marks on the backs of their hands are shimmering.
This is the rule of Lingxi guarding the battle, which is convenient for each other to confirm their positions.
Lu Ye looked at him blankly and did not answer.
The skinny cultivator said again, "If it is convenient for you, fellow Daoist, you might as well show the battle mark to avoid accidental injury."
Lu Ye mobilized his spiritual power silently, raised his hand, and a fat flamingo fluttered its wings and attacked over there. Follow a spell that is as green as an arrow.
It was the first time that she saw Lu Ye's urging technique, and it was still in this shape. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, she might not be able to stop laughing.
Only then did I know why Lu Ye put away the knife just now...
The two spells blasted towards the opposite side one after the other. It wasn't that Lu Ye saw that they were lying, but the people who came here had ulterior motives.
In Kyushu, on the battlefield of Lingxi, strange cultivators met each other and would not express their stance easily. This is common sense. The other party reported that he belonged to the Haotian Alliance as soon as he opened his mouth. The ghost knows whether they are not.
And even if they are really from the Haotian Alliance, that's fine, just go back and wait for the two islands to merge and apologize to them.
But if the opponent is from Wanmoling... they are fighting from Wanmoling.
Taking the lead is nothing more than taking the initiative.
The spiritual power exploded, and the thin cultivator who shouted was furious: "How dare you dare to attack, I think you are impatient!"
Although they were talking like this, their movements were not idle, and both of them were moving and dodging.
Whether it is the fire phoenix technique performed by Lu Ye or the green arrow technique of Hua Ci, the power is not large, and the speed is not fast. Under the premise of a certain distance from each other, it is not difficult to dodge. It was a lot of fun, there was a lively hiding there, and the distance between the two islands was rapidly narrowing.
Maybe it was because he felt that it was too embarrassing to be beaten like this and not fight back. The two soldiers on the opposite side had a conversation, and they put their hands into their waist storage bags, took out the magic talisman, stimulated the power of the magic talisman, and called Lu Ye and Huaci. .
For a time, the sea was extremely lively, firebirds, green arrows, golden arc cuts, ice edges, shuttles back and forth, you come and I go.
While fighting back, the skinny cultivator also grinned: "Two six-layer small Faxiu, you wait for me, I want you to take a good look soon!"
When the voice fell, all four of them were shocked, because the two small islands collided in one place.
Lu Ye and Hua Ci staggered to and fro for a while in a tacit understanding, looking extremely embarrassed, but the two soldiers on the opposite side quickly stabilized their bodies, exerting force under their feet, and quickly rushed towards the two from left and right.
As the distance got closer, the marks on the backs of the four people's hands gradually glowed.
There was a red light on the backs of the two people's hands. Where is the Haotian League, it is clearly from Wanmoling.
"You are all dead!" The skinny cultivator's voice was cold, and he avoided a few tricks of Lu Ye, and had already slaughtered not far away, while the other person stared at Huaci, and Huaci immediately threw it away. Went down to Lu Ye and fled in a hurry.
"Haha." This scene made the skinny cultivator laugh out loud, as if enjoying the scene where the husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they are flying separately when disaster is imminent.
Dodging another technique, the thin cultivator jumped high, with a long sword drawn from his waist, with an expression of victory on his face.
One level higher than the other party's cultivation base, a Faxiu was approached by him again, stable!
Then he saw Lu Ye put his hand into the storage bag and took out a long knife...
"Huh?" The skinny cultivator suddenly felt uneasy.
And when Lu Ye drew his sword and the light of the sword flashed, the unease instantly rose to the extreme and turned into panic.
With a bang, the long sword was slashed and flew out. The skinny cultivator who was in midair without any leverage, watched Lu Ye's hand cling to the fiery red spiritual power. The whole sword seemed to be on fire, and the second sword slashed !
"Oh!"
The screams came out, and the thin cultivator was splattered with blood, and was tossed aside, and one arm flew up in response.
It wasn't until then that he realized that this sixth-layer young man was not a law cultivator at all, this guy was also a military cultivator!
But how fast is Soldier's spellcasting? It's not that he didn't doubt this just now, but the speed of the opponent's spell casting dispelled his doubts. That kind of rapid spell formation cannot be achieved without long-term training.
What a treacherous little thief! The thin cultivator scolded inwardly, and the rest of his hands clenched a fist, full of spiritual energy, and the long sword that flew out turned into a stream of light with a humming and trembling.
However, before he could activate the knife streamer, the knife light flashed in his field of vision, and the vitality quickly passed away.
Since he slaughtered at Lu Ye, it has only been three breaths before and after...
After Lu Ye killed the man, he raised his feet and chased back. Another monk was chasing Huaci. Although Huaci was not slow, he was nowhere near as fast as a soldier, and he was about to be chased. The screams from behind shocked the man.
When he turned his head to look back, he saw that Lu Ye had aggressively killed him.
Your partner died? How did you die? Also, isn't this young man a Faxiu? What does it mean to have a knife in hand
At this moment, one question after another that was difficult to answer popped into his mind.
He hesitated for a while between turning to meet the enemy or continuing to chase and kill. Before making a decision, he suddenly felt dizzy.
Under his feet, a gray mushroom was crushed, and spores that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye lingered around him and were inhaled into his lungs.
Although he didn't know what happened, he instinctively urged his spiritual power to dispel the uncomfortable feeling.
With such a blink of an eye, Lu Ye had already rushed to the front, facing the knife he slashed, the cultivator could only face it.
There was a tinkling sound, and sparks splashed around during the clash of the spirit tools.
Hua Ci, who fled, didn't run away either. She turned around, spiritual energy surging all over her body, and with her actions, the aura that appeared on the surface of the seventh-layer monk began to become obscure and dim.
Lu Ye felt that his opponent's moves were getting weaker and weaker. At the beginning of the battle, the opponent's performance was no different from the other seven-layer realm, but after the two moves, the opponent's strength seemed to be greatly suppressed. The force fluctuations were even with him.
He can kill the seventh-layer, let alone a sixth-layer? He deliberately wanted to see Huaci's methods, so he didn't kill the killer, but kept pestering him.
Another moment, the other party's spiritual power fluctuations dropped again, and fell to the level of the fifth-layer. Not only that, but what happened in Yingshan happened again. The monk's seven orifices began to grow small mushrooms, which looked horrifying. Extremely human.
The other party obviously sensed something was wrong, and after one move forced Lu Ye back, he stood still, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "What did you do?"
"Is this the limit?" Lu Ye looked at Hua Ci and asked.
"That's about it."
"Then kill it."
"Am I coming?"
"Well, killing one has fourteen points of merit."
"My hands are used to save the dead and heal the wounded, not to kill people." Hua Ci was a little aggrieved.
"I'm fighting with you!" The monk from Wanmoling roared and rushed towards Lu Ye. Neither of the two enemies looked down on him and discussed the value of his life in front of him. No one could stand such humiliation.
However, just as he was running towards Lu Ye, the little mushroom in his seven orifices grew rapidly, and then burst open. After a series of sounds, the man's face seemed to be corroded, and he fell to the ground with two red lights. They drifted towards Hua Ci and Lu Ye, and the blood flowing out from under this man was not normal red, but green.
What Huaci received was meritorious deeds, and what Lu Ye received was the blessing of the Heavenly Secret Pillar.
Lu Ye raised his eyes to look at Hua Ci.
The woman smiled kindly: "What does the mushroom kill have to do with me?"
Lu Ye was speechless and packed up the spoils.
When investigating the mark of the battlefield, he found that the blessing of the Heavenly Secret Pillar was not one, but two...
In this way, these two Wanmoling monks had also killed a group of people before, took away the blessings of others, and ended up sending them here again.
After realizing this, Lu Ye raised his brows. In this way, the further back he went, the greater the benefits of killing the enemy.
In the end, perhaps killing a group of people will bring unimaginable benefits, because as those who participated in the Lingxi Guard War continue to die, the blessing of the Heavenly Secret Pillar as a bargaining chip will converge on a small number of people.
Investigating the small island, the two small islands are not really fused together, just like two magnets, sticking to each other, firmly adsorbed, and fluttering in a certain direction together.
Hua Ci walked towards the opposite island with joyful steps. She wanted to grow mushrooms there, and she wanted to turn all the islands that gathered together into an undetectable trap. In this way, no matter who dared to There will be no good fruit to rush over.
Lu Ye didn't follow, the enemy was killed, and there was no danger there.
He found that after the size of the island became larger, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also became more intense, but he did not consume much in the battle just now, so he just needed to adjust it casually.
An hour later, Hua Ci returned, not knowing what song she was humming, and seemed in a good mood.
"The power of your mushrooms seems to have increased." Lu Ye asked his doubts. When he was in Yingshan, although Huaci planted mushrooms for the seventh-layer, the power was not so great, and there was no attack. So fast.
"Second Senior Sister pointed." Hua Ci explained.
Lu Ye was surprised: "Second Senior Sister understands this?"
"She doesn't understand, but she has eyesight and experience. It's okay to give pointers to a little monk like me."
This is true.
Seemingly seeing what Lu Ye was thinking, Hua Ci said with a smile, "Every medical practitioner is a master at using poison, it just depends on whether you want it or not, if you don't know about poison, how can you treat it? Those soft and cute medical practitioners should not feel that they are easy to bully."
"I never despise anyone, enemy!"