Outside the Wandu Forest, the Wanmoling cultivator looked solemn and waited.
All parties kept sending messages, and all Wanmoling knew Lu Ye's movements like the back of their hands.
"Senior Brother Wu, that Lu Yiye is already a hundred miles away and will be here soon." Qin Zheng of Qianyu Sect walked over to a man.
The one he called Senior Brother Wu was Wu Beihan, who ranked 33rd on the Lingxi Ranking.
Wuyinshan pursued and killed Lu Ye, led by Qin Zheng, and the result was heavy losses, which also shamed him and the Qianyu Sect behind him.
Nowadays, there are a lot of powerhouses dispatched here in Wanmoling. There are more than ten powerhouses on the Lingxi list here alone. Naturally, it is not Qin Zheng's turn to issue orders again.
"How many people are around him?" Wu Beihan looked in the direction of Lu Yelai, Bailidi, for the monks in the core circle, the distance was already very close, I'm afraid they would be able to get there without a stick of incense.
"About three or four hundred."
"Only three or four hundred..." Wu Beihan snorted softly, "It's not enough to be afraid of."
There are three or four thousand people gathered here in Wanmoling. Although the Wandu Forest is to be surrounded, so a large number of people are scattered, but in this direction, there are more than 700 people in Wanmoling.
Only three or four hundred people from the Haotian Alliance came here, and they were undoubtedly seeking their own death.
Qin Zheng intentionally reminded Wu Beihan not to underestimate the enemy, but on second thought, the difference between the number of enemies and us is nearly double, and Wanmoling could not lose this time anyway, so he pressed down and said nothing, so as not to be ridiculed and timid again.
Because of the previous defeat of Wuyinshan, he was complained by many people, saying that it was because of his wrong decision-making that Wanmoling suffered heavy losses and lost face.
But in fact, in such an environment, he was ordered in danger, how could he have made a good decision? The entire Wuyin Mountain was chased and killed, almost led by Lu Ye's nose.
Wu Beihan is undoubtedly a prudent person. Even if he has an advantage in the number of people on his side, he says that he is not afraid, but he still carefully orders people to check the surrounding arrangements.
In this area, they have arranged many formations, and some people have specially bought spiritual tools to capture and restrain people from the treasure house of heaven.
It was a kind of large net-shaped spiritual tool, which required several people to use it together. It was generally used to capture some large and difficult monsters.
Every piece of spirit net is worth a lot of money, but this time, in order to deal with Lu Ye, Wan Moling bought more than a dozen pieces of spirit net, and if Lu Yiye didn't show up, it would be fine, if he really dared to show up, it would be hard to fly!
Wu Beihan turned to look somewhere in the crowd, where there was a small, unremarkable cultivator. His life was unremarkable, and he belonged to the type that no one would give him a second look when he was thrown into the crowd. Spiritual light is only the level of Tianba.
But few of the Wanmoling cultivators gathered here know that this person is the ninth ghost cultivator on the Lingxi Ranking, Ghost Shadow.
It's no secret that Lu Ye can kill a ninth-level cultivator with Tian Qi's cultivation, so if he really wants to deal with Lu Ye, Ghost Xiu's attack is undoubtedly a sharp blade that can be expected. The arrival of the powerful ghost repair and ghost shadow also made Wu Beihan full of confidence in this action.
Everything was ready, and hundreds of cultivators held their breaths and waited for the people from the Haotian Alliance to show up.
Time passed, until at a certain moment, someone whispered: "Come on!"
At the end of the field of vision, a large stream of light rushed towards this side. It was the cultivators of the Haotian League who escorted Lu Ye, led by more than a dozen sword cultivators from the Northern Profound Sword Sect.
The Wanmoling side was suddenly in an uproar.
Hundreds of people from the Haotian League rushed over so blatantly, which undoubtedly made them feel despised, and at the same time a little puzzled, what the hell is the Haotian League doing? .
In the distance, in the Haotian Alliance camp, looking in the direction of Wandu Forest, Yu Lianzhou said solemnly, "Friend Lu, there are still twenty miles left!"
"understood."
Lu Ye, who had been sitting cross-legged behind Yu Lianzhou, stood up slowly, and said loudly, "You fellow Daoists have supported you all the way. Ye is very grateful. The next thing is left to me. Please act accordingly."
A Tianjiu cultivator laughed loudly: "Brother Yiye, I don't know what means you are going to use, but Wanmoling is so powerful now that it might be difficult for you to do things alone, so since I'm here, I'm not afraid to accompany you. You go for a walk, but I have to say it before, if the real thing is impossible, you still have to run, leave the green hills, and don’t be afraid of running out of firewood, Brother Yiye.”
"Yes and yes!"
"Ten miles!" Yu Lianzhou sighed, from this position, he could already feel the fluctuation of spiritual power urged by the monk Wanmoling.
Lu Ye sacrificed his spirit boat, jumped down from Lianzhou's flying sword, raised his hand and drank a bottle of the prepared wine, the spirit boat swayed slightly and rushed to the front.
In the next instant, with thousands of eyes on both sides, Lu Ye's figure was suddenly shrouded in a dark red spiritual power.
The rich spiritual power flowed, gushed, gathered, and turned into the shape of an egg, wrapping Lu Ye tightly.
The violent fluctuations of spiritual power are transmitted to the four directions, and on the surface of the egg, all kinds of mysterious patterns evolve rapidly, and people who see it are dazzled.
The Haotian League group had long felt that Lu Ye was holding on to some powerful means on the road. At this moment, they naturally widened their eyes and wanted to see clearly, but they were at a loss.
Because no one can see what Lu Ye's means are.
Also puzzled were the monks in Wanmoling. Lu Ye suddenly rushed out and condensed the shape of an egg with his own spiritual power. The whole person hid inside, and it seemed that he wanted to force the formation
But what if you protect yourself so tightly? The monks in the core circle of more than 700 attacked with a round of concentrated fire, even if the real lake realm came, they had to weigh it.
The tide-like spiritual power surged wildly, and the lines on the spiritual power egg that wrapped Lu Ye became clearer and brighter.
The spiritual power stored in the Spirit Storage Spirit Rune built in front of the chest was completely consumed in less than three breaths, followed by the Spirit Power stored in the second Spirit Storage Spirit Rune, followed by other The spiritual power in the storage spirit pattern, and finally the spiritual power flowing in Lu Ye's spiritual aperture.
There has never been such a serious consumption of spiritual power in Lu Ye's body.
Outsiders only see various changes on the surface of the spiritual power egg, but in fact there are more changes inside the spiritual power egg. The spiritual pattern fragments carried in one or two hundred leaves of the talent tree were consumed by Lu Ye in a very short period of time. The spiritual power is constructed, and then pieced together.
It consumes not only spiritual power, but also spiritual power.
The cultivators of the Haotian League who followed Lu Ye were the first to notice that something was wrong, because the spirit energy eggs wrapped around Lu Ye conveyed an extremely dangerous aura, which made their skin tingle.
Under the leadership of Yu Lianzhou, the cultivator of the Haotian League who had entered the Wandu Forest with Lu Ye and planned to rush into the formation, stopped his body and looked at the one that quickly approached the Wanmoling camp. 's psychic egg.
They didn't dare to follow. Although they didn't see what method Lu Ye was using, it was obviously a powerful and dangerous method.
Once cast, it is very likely to accidentally hurt them.
Recalling what Lu Ye said before, the cultivators of the Haotian Alliance finally understood his confidence.
At this moment, everyone was only three miles away from the Wanmoling cultivator.
Even these three miles are quickly being drawn closer.
The Wanmoling party finally realized that it was not good, because the surface of the approaching spiritual power egg was burning red, as if it was about to burst.
Wu Beihan's eyes were fixed on the spiritual power egg, and the warning signs in his heart told him to escape as soon as possible, but the dignity of the monk prevented him from moving.
Hundreds of people faced one person, if they escaped like this, what kind of behavior would it be
He didn't notice that the ghost shadow in the crowd had already disappeared for the first time, and had gone somewhere.
Such a powerful ghost cultivator, such as Ghost Shadow, has a very keen perception of crisis, and the horror of the imminent disaster makes him dare not stay here again!
Two miles, one mile...
Wu Beihan's angry shout sounded: "Kill!"
The moment the words fell, many formations were stimulated, and the overwhelming spells and imperial tools blasted towards the spiritual energy eggs that were swept in the face. Covered over.
clack clack...
There were cracks on the surface of the red spiritual power egg, and at the moment when it shattered, a clear and loud cry resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Orange-red flames spread out and swept in all directions, and a huge flamingo appeared out of thin air.
The flamingo is more than ten feet long, with long feathers dragging behind it, with a wingspan of nearly twenty feet, a graceful posture, a lively expression, and the feather lines covering its body are clearly visible, like a living creature.
Its wings vibrated, and wherever it passed, the space was scorched and distorted. The many spells that hit it hit it like a stone sinking into the sea, and many imperial weapons lost their spirituality in an instant, and the restrictions were completely destroyed. The dozen or so spiritual nets that melted and fell to the ground and covered it were even more difficult to stop its graceful posture.
On this day, a divine bird appeared in the world, and the world shook!
All the cultivators who saw this scene looked at the huge firebird with dull and trembling eyes.
"Four-image holy beast, Suzaku!"
Yu Lianzhou murmured, even if he is an extremely good sword cultivator, at this moment his heart is shaking and his scalp is numb.
He has only seen records of the Four Sacred Sacred Beasts in the sect classics, and has never seen it with his own eyes.
And today, here, he saw it.
After a while, I was afraid that if I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and didn't continue to follow Lu Ye, when Suzaku appeared, I would have suffered heavy losses.
Not only him, the cultivators of the Haotian Alliance are one of them, and they are all heartbroken.
They all guessed that Lu Ye was going to use a powerful method, but now I know that this method is a bit too powerful.
Moreover, what kind of method is this, and even the four elephants and holy beasts have come out.
Of course, everyone knew that this was not the real four-image holy beast. The real four-image holy beast might just vibrate its wings, and the entire Lingxi battlefield would collapse.
This is just condensed by Lu Ye with his own spiritual power. The key question is, can a monk in the Lingxi realm mobilize such a method