Ye Mo sneered, a mere catastrophe cultivator dared to do this to him, and he also had to pretend to be the real master of the cultivator. wWw,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,CoM
Only the True Yuan monks can do this. And this monk who was on the first level of the calamity transformation obviously didn't know how to do this. He could only use a special technique to extend his hand to catch Ye Mo.
Ye Mo had a very strange feeling. Before, he must have tried every means to escape, but now he seemed to be watching a monkey. At the same time, he felt a sense of emotion in his heart. In the world of cultivation, there is no dignity without strength.
It's just that the catastrophe cultivator's hand just stretched out a little, and then suddenly stopped. He seemed to have remembered something very important, and then he retracted his hand and stared at Ye Mo and asked, "How did you come in just now?" ?”
The calamity transformation cultivator remembered that his formation was a defensive formation that barely reached the seventh level. The female cultivator was able to force her way in because she was at the seventh level of the cauldron. And at Ye Mo's age, even if it was a hidden skill No matter how high he is, how can he enter his own defensive formation? Is he still a formation master or has some other knack
No matter how Ye Mo came in, he had to ask this question clearly. Otherwise, Ye Mo would be crushed to death by him. Who would tell him this answer
Although they knew that Ye Mo would not end up well under the hands of this catastrophic cultivator, the two female cultivators had no intention to look at it. At this time, they themselves were in danger, so how could they have the intention to care about Ye Mo?
Ye Mo didn't care about his words at all, and didn't even stop. Instead, he walked towards the altar of the catastrophe monk in the middle of the hall.
When the calamity monk saw that Ye Mo dared to ignore him like this, he became furious. He stretched out his big hand again, trying to grab Ye Mo's neck and lift him up.
But a look of horror soon appeared on his face, and he found that his transformed hand could not move at all. At this moment, he knew something was wrong. Even if he is just a catastrophe cultivator, he still knows the domain. Even if it cannot be cast. But I also understand what a domain is. It was clear to him at the moment. He is already in the opponent's domain, and killing him is like killing a chicken.
At this time, the calamity monk no longer had the high-spiritedness he had a moment ago, saying very fresh words, and the dominating expression. All he had on his face was panic and fear. At this moment, he would no longer think that Ye Mo was using a concealment technique, which caused him to be unable to clearly see the other party's cultivation level. The other party was young. But he is an out-and-out true cultivator.
Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead and back automatically, and he couldn't control it at all.
The female cultivator with a broken arm had not noticed the current situation of the calamity transformation cultivator. She suddenly said in a cold voice: "Sis, please let us go. Today's matter will be over. We will each suffer a little loss. Otherwise, I will die. In the end, our Chu family will destroy all your soul scum."
Ye Mo was a little amused after hearing this. This woman hasn't figured out the situation yet. Will she let you go because of these words? It was just a dream. As soon as you hear this woman's words, you can tell that she is not a monk who often wanders in the world of cultivation.
But then the female cultivator felt something was wrong, and the calamity cultivator surnamed Si didn't care about her at all. Moreover, the hand he grabbed for the monk who had just entered also stopped midway, neither retracting nor moving forward. What does this guy want to do? The female cultivator looked at the white-haired and white-bearded calamity cultivator in confusion. Immediately he noticed a look of horror on his face. His face was already sweating profusely.
Before she could think of the reason, Ye Mo's real hand of true energy had already stretched out. His big hands of true energy easily pinched the white-haired tribulation cultivator, and at the same time he picked him up like a chicken.
The broken-armed female cultivator and the young girl were now as stunned as the calamity cultivator who was picked up by Ye Mo.
"Are you Senior Transformation?" The female cultivator with a broken arm finally understood and subconsciously asked Ye Mo. If it were not Senior Huazhen, how could he have picked up a calamity monk so easily, or with his big hands of Zhenyuan
Ye Mo ignored the words of the broken-arm female cultivator and directly used his big hands to pinch the calamity transformation cultivator's neck, picked him up and threw him to the ground, then walked over and asked coldly: "What about Nanshanfang City?" What is the gray-white mist? Is it caused by you?"
The catastrophic transformation monk was thrown to the ground by Ye Mo, his bones were broken inch by inch, and he made the sound of grinding his teeth. But he didn't dare to resist at all.
At this time, he fully understood that he was just an ant in the opponent's hands. He couldn't figure out why a master like Ye Mo would come to a place like Hanyuan City, and he was also a real master who had never heard of it in Beiwangzhou.
He once thought that after he advanced to the catastrophe, he should be able to walk sideways in Beiwangzhou, but now he realized how unlucky he was. After he advanced to the Catastrophic Transformation, before he even stabilized his cultivation, he provoked the Transformation monk, and he had even threatened to strangle the Transformation monk to death.
Seeing that the white-haired monk didn't answer his words at all, Ye Mo suddenly threw out a ball of blue flame and said in a cold tone: "Do you want me to burn your soul with heavenly fire?"
The catastrophe cultivator who was thrown to the ground by Ye Mo saw the flames that Ye Mo sacrificed and screamed in horror, "Blue Mist Lotus Heart Fire..."
Then he could no longer restrain his trembling. He was a catastrophe cultivator, but he had practiced catastrophe in Beiwangzhou. How difficult was it? Almost every moment is spent in cultivation, and almost the entire Si family's resources are concentrated on him alone. But now he has provoked not only a real-life cultivator, but also a heaven-defying real-life cultivator with heavenly fire.
"I said, I accidentally got a ring in Changfenqiu a few years ago. Inside the ring was a ninth-level heavenly skill and a seed..."
When the white-haired monk from the Si family talked about the ninth-level heaven-level technique, even the female cultivator with a broken arm almost burst out in surprise again. Heaven-level ninth-level skills may not be available in the entire world of cultivation, but he was able to obtain heaven-level ninth-level skills.
Ye Mo had a sullen expression and said nothing. The ninth-level Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique was indeed unique in the world of cultivation, but to Ye Mo, this thing was just rubbish compared to the 'Three Life Art', so he was not even surprised. shock.
When the white-haired monk saw that Ye Mo was indifferent after he mentioned the ninth level of heavenly skills, he was even more frightened. He thought that after he said this technique, the other party would immediately show a greedy look, and he might be able to use this in exchange for his life.
Now Ye Mo was sullen and silent, so he had no choice but to continue: "The introduction to the book said that the essence and blood of pure female cultivators are needed when starting to practice, and the essence and blood infected with the sky-devouring gray mist has the best effect. Jian introduced that the seed is the origin seed of the sky-devouring gray mist. As long as I bury the seed in a place with the most people, within ten years, that place can become a resource for me to practice my skills."
Ye Mo already understood in his heart that the gray-white fog was indeed caused by humans and was not natural fog at all.
Then he continued to ask coldly, "Does the technique you practice have the effect of swallowing up space?"
The white-haired monk surnamed Si shuddered. He didn't understand why Ye Mo knew it. Now that Ye Mo asked, he didn't dare to hide it at all. He quickly said: "Yes, it has that effect..."
Ye Mo said calmly: "Go with all your strength and try it on me."
"Ah..." When the calamity monk heard Ye Mo's words, he felt ecstatic, but his face turned slightly red and he said: "Senior, I don't dare."
Ye Mo sarcastically said, "There are still three breaths left. If you don't do it, then you don't have to do it."
After hearing this, the calamity transformation monk didn't even say a word nonsense. He flew up from the ground without even thinking about it. Even if the broken bones creaked, he didn't care at all.
Before the calamity transformation monk could stand completely, he raised his two palms, and after making several gestures, he pulled them to both sides, and at the same time, he opened his mouth wide and bit.
It's obviously a very small mouth, but once this technique is used, it seems to turn into a basin of blood.
"Kaka..." As the catastrophe monk pulled and bit, the originally dull space suddenly fluctuated, as if something was about to be bitten off.
Ye Mo felt a huge suction force, sucking him into the mouth of the tribulation cultivator. But at this time, the eyes of the calamity cultivator were flashing with bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, as if he could devour Ye Mo whole as long as he exerted a little more force.
Ye Mo's face darkened. He was sure that this technique was exactly the same as the one he met twice before. It's the kind of technique that devours space, but the cultivation level of the calamity transformation monk in front of him is still a little too low.
After knowing this, Ye Mo no longer had the intention to watch the performance of the calamity transformation monk. The big hand of true energy came out again, easily destroying the space that the calamity transformation monk wanted to bite off, and turning the calamity transformation monk into a Hold it in your hand. Before the catastrophic monk begged for mercy, Ye Mo's 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire', accompanied by his true energy hand, turned the catastrophic monk into ashes.
It wasn't until there was no longer the breath of the catastrophe cultivator in the main hall that the female cultivator with a broken arm realized what she was doing and looked at Ye Mo in shock and disbelief. After a while, she pulled the girl and bowed to Ye Mo and said: "Beiwang Chu family's junior Chu Yun and niece Chu Yulan have met the seniors. I have offended the seniors before, and please forgive me."
This female cultivator with a broken arm is also depressed. There are only a few senior cultivators in Beiwangzhou. She, the Chengding cultivator, dare not say how powerful she is. However, it is not easy to meet someone more powerful than her in Beiwangzhou. But today she has... Met two. One of her arms was chopped off for no reason, and now she has no place to take revenge.
Before, she thought Ye Mo was hiding his cultivation, but now it seems that her cultivation is simply too low to see through others.
(Thanks to Yun Bai and Ye Xinghen for the 10,000-coin ticket gift!)
... ... (To be continued.)