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Seeing Qinghan wanting to speak, another senior sister from Qingmengzhai quickly grabbed Qinghan. WwW, QunabEN, coM Ye Mo smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart. Qingmengzhai's ability to stand aside was beyond his expectation. He would not even expect Qingmengzhai to come to die with them at this time.
I only have the ninth level of condensation here, and my Dantian has been destroyed. Once a conflict breaks out, no one in this place will care what kind of Alchemy King you are. What's more, Ye Mo is still being secretly hunted by the Wuji Sect
Ye Mo did not look at the three Taoist nuns from Qingmengzhai, but looked at the remaining dozen people and said, "So, you all want to rob our spiritual marrow pool?"
"You are right, we want the Spiritual Marrow Pool. But we are not robbing you. Anyone can take this Spiritual Marrow Pool that everyone has discovered." Hu Jiming said coldly.
But not all of them were like Hu Jiming. There were seven or eight monks with average strength or who didn't want to be enemies with Ye Mo. They stood aside again. Maybe they thought that even if they killed Ye Mo, they wouldn't get the spiritual marrow pool. It's just that he can't get the Spiritual Marrow Pool, and he still has the reputation of killing the seventh-grade Dan King.
"I am He Gang of the Hehuan sect. I don't want to be an enemy of King Ye Dan. I just want a spiritual marrow pool. Everyone has a share of the treasure." A monk at the ninth level of condensation stood up and said.
Yi Jing from the Tianyan Sect looked at Ye Mo, then at the Spiritual Essence Pool, and actually hugged Ye Mo with his fists, and then retreated.
Yi Jing of the Tianyan Sect was a condensation cultivator. If he had not withdrawn, he should have been allocated a spiritual marrow pool, but no one expected that he had withdrawn.
However, Yi Jing's retreat does not mean that others are willing to retreat as well. Except for He Gang and Ye Mo from the Hehuan sect who said they only wanted the Spiritual Essence Pool, the rest of them didn't even say anything. Obviously in their eyes, Ye Mo would definitely be killed by Pu Cheng.
When Ye Mo saw that there were two False God cultivators standing opposite and wanted the Spiritual Marrow Pool, he immediately sneered.
Opposite were seven monks, two of whom were in perfect form. There are two others who are at the ninth level of condensation. The remaining three people are in the middle stage of condensation. The two of them are virtual gods.
Ye Mo has always been wondering how these people found this place.
It took a lot of effort to find it myself, and I even had to advance to the seventh level of the formation before I could barely get in. If everyone came in so easily, the person who set up the formation in the first place could die. The person who set up the formation must have made sure that no one could find this place, so he dared to place the spirit marrow pool here to prepare it for the soul-eating insects to advance. How could he let so many people find this place
But Pu Cheng couldn't wait any longer, and a pair of flying cymbals once again brought out the harsh sound of '咭咭'. The pair of flying cymbals instantly turned into two cymbals with a radius of about ten feet, and they were clamped towards Ye Mo, trying to crush Ye Mo into meat paste.
Ye Mo felt the real energy collapse caused by the flying cymbals. People with slightly weaker strength could only fight back under the simulated collapse of the real energy field, let alone fight back.
Ye Mo didn't care, the real energy in his body was stirring. The feeling of collapse has been completely resolved, and the Eight Great Cauldrons were sacrificed at the same time.
If this fat man was alone, Ye Mo was even sure that he could kill him without using the Eight Great Cauldron, but the opponent had four late-stage condensation and one mid-stage condensation. As for the two False God cultivators, they were directly ignored by Ye Mo.
"Bangdang... 咭 (sound ji) 咭 (sound qia)..." The pair of flying cymbals hit Ye Mo's Eight Great Cauldron, making an extremely unpleasant and harsh sound. People with low cultivation levels even covered their heads. ears.
Pu Cheng's pair of flying cymbals were blocked by Ye Mo's Eight Great Cauldron. I was immediately shocked. He then subconsciously exclaimed: "Have you already cultivated your body through condensation?"
Ye Mo hid his cultivation just to sneak attack him, so how could he answer his words. He raised his hands, and seven or eight black thunder swords as thick as a baby's arms were struck out.
"Ah..." Pu Cheng never thought that Ye Mo would have such a terrifying thunder sword, which was just like the thunder calamity, and it came out of the blue. He was hit hard immediately, and he was seriously injured in an instant. The skin and flesh were torn all over his body, and even the bones were beaten out.
"Wait a minute, I give up, give up the Spiritual Essence Pool..." Pu Cheng shouted in a panic as he tried to forcefully take back the cymbals.
Before the pair of flying cymbals reached his head, two more thunder swords struck down. They were two lightning arcs as thick as an adult's arms.
Pu Cheng groaned and was immediately broken in half by the thunder sword. Before his soul could escape, Ye Mo's 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' had already been swept out.
In just an instant, Pu Cheng was no longer in this world, and he disappeared without a trace.
Before anyone around him could even react, Pu Cheng was killed by Ye Mo. A monk with perfect condensation in Pu Cheng would not be so easy even if he underestimated the enemy and was about to be killed.
But within a moment, the other six monks had already understood, their expressions changed drastically, and they were about to retreat immediately, but how could Ye Mo let these people retreat.
Both hands were raised one after another, and countless lightning arcs fell densely, all black lightning arc swords. Even if it is a thunder tribulation, it is impossible to have such dense lightning arcs, nor can there be such powerful thunder arcs, let alone a thunder arc sword
At this time, no one dared to hold back anymore, and all kinds of magic weapons were thrown at Ye Mo.
"Boom, boom..."
"I quit, King Ye Dan..."
No matter how miserable the monks on the opposite side screamed, Ye Mo showed no mercy. His Thunder Arc Sword was cultivated against the Thunder Tribulation Thunder Arc, and its power was astonishing. The two False God cultivators didn't even cry out in pain before they were killed by Ye Mo. The monk in the middle stage of Condensation was not much better. He begged for mercy but was killed by Ye Mo's Thunder Arc Sword.
Two ninth-level condensed bodies were seriously injured by Ye Mo, and their true energy collapsed. This is different from the Thunder Tribulation. After being injured by the Thunder Tribulation, the cultivation level will increase, but after being injured by Ye Mo's Thunder Sword, only the true energy will be destroyed. Before they could make any move, Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' had already been slashed out, bringing up a puff of blood mist. Since it was a sneak attack, Ye Mo would not give them a chance to breathe. Once several late-stage condensation monks come to take a breath and join forces to deal with him, even if he can be killed, it won't be that simple.
In just dozens of breaths, Ye Mo had already killed six monks. The occasional attacks from these six monks were only blocked by Ye Mo's Eight Great Cauldrons. Various explosions and sounds continued in the hall.
When the dense lightning arcs stopped, Hu Jiming was the only one standing opposite Ye Mo. At this time, Hu Jiming was like a devil, his whole body was extremely charred. Drenched with blood. His hair was scorched like straw by Ye Mo's lightning arc. But he just mechanically summoned up his true energy and waved a round shield in front of him, he was completely like a madman.
Ye Mo did not continue to use the lightning arc. The lightning arc just now consumed almost all his true energy. He swallowed a few 'Sheng Yuan Dan' and was still recovering his true energy. Although the grade of 'Sheng Yuan Dan' was too low for him, it was better than nothing.
There was silence all around, and Hu Jiming also woke up at this time. He looked at Ye Mo with horror on his face. I even wondered if it was a dream just now. At this time, he had clearly seen Ye Mo's cultivation level, which was in the early stage of condensation and definitely not in the middle stage of condensation.
A monk in the early stage of condensation is so powerful. Is this justified? Then he thought about Ye Mo's previous use of the Virtual God level to kill the late Virtual God cultivators in the Xuan Bing Sect, and thought that this was true. Not to mention that a monk from the first level of Virtual God advanced to the second level of condensation in a short period of time, his combat prowess is still so abnormal
Although he is not that powerful among the Condensation Perfection cultivators. But it was barely good, and the opponent's lightning arc hit them so hard that they couldn't even fight back.
The surrounding monks who did not choose to be enemies with Ye Mo were secretly afraid. If they did not stand up at that time, they would have become a ball of charred ashes. This Ye Dan King is simply too perverted. Even a Condensation Perfection cultivator cannot kill so many late-stage Condensation cultivators in such a period of time, let alone Ye Mo, a cultivator who has just advanced from Virtual God to Condensation Condensation. . He is actually a monk with Lei Linggen, which is too surprising.
The Dan King of Leilinggen has never been heard of since ancient times. Lei Linggen is such a rare spiritual root. Who else would rely on the Thunder Spirit Root to make elixirs? This is simply crazy behavior.
But no one dared to speak at this time. Because everyone understands Ye Mo's terrifying lightning arc. To kill these people, it's just a matter of waving.
Even Ye Mo himself was secretly amazed that his thunder sword was too powerful. If his true energy and consciousness could keep up, this thunder sword would be a great killing technique for group killing.
Ye Mo held the 'Purple Sword' tightly and slowly walked towards Hu Jiming. So what if the condensation was perfect? He was also hit by his own thunder sword and was unable to fight back.
"Don't come over." At this time, Hu Jiming had not fully recovered from the lightning strike just now, and a condensed monk actually said such nonsensical words.
But then he reacted, and immediately retracted the flying sword that was still floating above his head and shouted: "King Ye Dan, it was my fault before, I quit. I am a monk from Kamikaze Valley, you can't do anything to me. ”
Ye Mo stopped, and Hu Jiming finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it. He softened his tone again and said, "King Ye Dan, our Kamikaze Valley also sent an elder Chengding to escort you before. Speaking of which, you and our god Our relationship with Fenggu is still very good. What happened today is that I, Hu Jiming, have been reckless. I ask King Ye Dan to forgive me. Hu Jiming will pay double compensation until King Ye Dan is satisfied.”
Ye Mo smiled coldly, "Is Kamikaze Valley great? I'm still the honorary city lord of Dan City, so I'm not that great. Don't say you are an ordinary monk in Kamikaze Valley, even Yuan Guannan and Min Wujian of Wuji Sect , and Tian Aofeng of Leiyun Sect, I will kill you even if I want to. So what if I kill you, a grasshopper from Kamikaze Valley?"
The people around were secretly frightened after hearing Ye Mo's words. King Ye Dan was probably crazy. He had offended Wuji Sect and Leiyun Sect to death, and now he wanted to kill the disciples of Shenfeng Valley.
Hu Jiming was stunned. He thought that Ye Mo just killed him in anger. Now Ye Mo should have calmed down. Why didn't he let him go? What confidence did he have
But just as he thought of this, a brilliant purple rainbow that looked like it came from the sky had already reached the top of his head.
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... ... (To be continued.)