After eating the 'Bamboo Shooting Pill', Ye Mo didn't have time to look at the situation outside and directly locked onto the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' he had just refined. WWw!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!comAt this time, the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' has been completely refined by Ye Mo, turned into the size of a bean, and quietly suspended above Ye Mo's Dantian.
Ye Mo thought, and a ball of orange flame with white mist appeared on his finger. The flame seemed gentle and demure at this time, not at all violent as it was about to burn Ye Mo to death. It even danced in Ye Mo's fingers like a thread of cotton.
Ye Mo put away the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' with satisfaction, and then began to check the situation on his body. Just now, under the double attack of 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' and 'Winter Solstice', he was almost completely injured. Not only was his body completely scorched black, but even his hair turned into fly ash.
There is no more 'Liansheng Pill', but Ye Mo is not in a hurry. He is an alchemist now and has many healing pills. After swallowing a few 'Fuzhen Pills', I took a bath with the Qingshui Jue, and then I took out a set of clean clothes and changed into them. Finally, he touched his burnt black hair and simply shaved his head.
After finishing all these, Ye Mo had the energy to check his monitoring formation.
With a "boom", Ye Mo had just focused his consciousness on his monitoring formation, and a loud sound shook his monitoring formation to its core.
Through the monitoring array, he discovered that there was not just one person coming, but a black-faced monk standing in the middle of the long tomb. This dark-faced monk's hair was very short, but he had a black mole on his face, and his face was extremely cold. Ye Mo felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart when he saw it.
Ye Mo forced the uncomfortable feeling away, and he had already confirmed in his heart that this black-faced monk was the guy who came over on the flying car. And Ye Mo is sure that this guy's cultivation should be more than the Nascent Soul stage, and it is very likely that he is a virtual god monk.
He could feel the discomfort by monitoring the formation. Once facing this monk, Ye Mo even thought that this guy's momentum could even prevent him from resisting.
Opposite the black-faced monk was a thin old man. The old man had a white face and no beard, and his hair was also white. The old man narrowed his eyes and seemed harmless. But Ye Mo felt that this old man was just as dangerous as the guy with the black face.
The two people were tens of meters apart, and there was a ravine more than ten meters deep between them. Ye Mo estimated that the ravine was made by the two of them just now.
"Old Sima Zhu, I haven't seen you for decades, and you are already in the middle stage of False God. It's beyond my expectation." The black-faced monk had no expression on his cold face, and even his words made people laugh. It didn't feel like the sound came from his mouth.
The thin, beardless old man chuckled and said, "Both each other. Tong Wusheng, aren't you in the middle stage of Virtual God?"
"Sima Zhu. Stop talking nonsense. Where are the things?" The black-faced Tong Wusheng said coldly and expressionlessly.
The thin, beardless old man snorted coldly, took out half of the incomplete book, put it in his hand and said, "Of course you brought your things. Now they are here with me, where are your things?"
When Tong Wusheng saw Sima Zhu take out half of the book, his eyes showed a trace of heat. At the same time, he moved his hand, and half of the incomplete book appeared in his palm.
Both of them looked at the incomplete book in each other's hands passionately, but they both smiled, and then each took out a jade box and put the incomplete book in it. After the two people put the incomplete book into the jade box, they did not speak. Instead, they walked thousands of meters away at the same time, set up a defensive restriction together, and then placed the jade box into the restriction.
Ye Mo clearly noticed that the two jade boxes were also covered with restrictions, which meant that even if the other party grabbed the jade boxes. The person who placed the restriction can turn the jade box and its contents into nothingness with just one thought. As for the common defense restriction outside the jade box, Ye Mo estimated that this was when the two of them were going to fight, to prevent the jade box from being damaged by the fight.
After listening to their words and their actions, Ye Mo roughly guessed some reasons. It should be that these two virtual god monks got the same ancient book. In the end, the two fought for it. This ancient book became two halves, and in order to make the two parts of the ancient book merge into one, the two decided to decide who belonged to them through a battle.
I don't know how long these two guys have been fighting, but the two False God monks were fighting for a book, and Ye Mo could easily guess that this book was not simple.
At this time, Ye Mo also understood why the black-faced monk had to arrange a hidden trap formation and several attack formations. The black-faced Tong Wusheng was probably afraid that he was no match for Sima Zhu, so he arranged a formation to help. Sure enough, he was prepared.
"Tong, I hope you won't disappoint me this time." The white-haired old man Sima Zhu said with a sneer. Without waiting for the other party to reply, he waved his hand and a black mist appeared. The mist suddenly became several feet in size in an instant and faced Tong Wusheng head-on.
Moreover, this black mist is very spiritual. Not only is it very fast, it can also automatically expand and move according to Tong Wusheng's position.
Ye Mo carefully went through the monitoring array and realized that the mist turned out to be a net-mounted magic weapon, and it was a real weapon. Ye Mo has never seen a virtual god master fight against an enemy, but that doesn't mean he has no vision. The power of this web-shaped magic weapon must have exceeded the category of a spiritual weapon, and it must be a real weapon.
Although Ye Mo couldn't feel the strong real energy fluctuations through monitoring the formation, he could tell from the scene that Sima Zhu's black network was definitely not simple. Because that black network gave Ye Mo a strange feeling, even as cold as Tong Wusheng's face.
Ye Mo had an illusion. He even felt that Sima Zhu's gloomy black net seemed to be more powerful in Long Tomb Mound. If this was really the case, why did that Tong Wusheng agree to duel here
Ye Mo pays for it at his own risk. If he encounters this black network, he won't be able to think of a good way except running away.
Just when Ye Mo was about to see how Tong Wusheng could deal with this black net, the robe outside Tong Wusheng's body actually swelled up. His eyes turned blood red, and his hands continued to cast spells. Almost instantly, dozens of flying swords flew out of his robe, and these flying swords quickly turned into a sword formation. , directly facing Sima Zhu’s Black Mist Realm.
Not to mention, in addition to these dozens of flying swords, there are still a steady stream of flying swords flying out of Tong Wusheng's robe, as if the flying swords inside his robe will never run out.
"Bang bang..." After several loud noises, Tong Wusheng's flying sword and Sima Zhu's black net were entangled together, flying away countless dead bones on the ground, but those dead bones quickly stirred in the two people's true energy. It turned into fly ash.
Such great power, Ye Mo secretly marveled.
"Sima Zhu, you are so scheming. You actually got a real weapon of the Mingyin Network. No wonder you chose the place of Long Tomb Mound to decide the winner." Tong Wusheng saw that there was nothing he could do about his sword formation. Sima Zhu said sarcastically.
The thin Sima Zhu sneered disdainfully: "Tong Wusheng, you are not a noble person. You should have arranged the trapping and killing formations beside the long tomb. It's a pity that after so many years, you The level of formation has not improved at all, which makes me really disappointed.”
Ye Mo was speechless after hearing what these two guys said. None of these two guys were easy to get along with. However, since Sima Zhu saw the formation arranged by Tong Wusheng, it should not have any effect.
But what Ye Mo is confused about is that based on Tong Wusheng's understanding of Sima Zhu, he shouldn't use formations that Sima Zhu can see as help. This was definitely not the first time the two of them had fought. Although the formations Tong Wusheng had arranged were hidden, why did he think that Sima Zhu couldn't see his formations
Ye Mo stared at Tong Wusheng with concern and found that Tong Wusheng's expression changed immediately after hearing Sima Zhu's words. It seems that he did not expect that his formation would be seen by Sima Zhu, so it would not be able to function as a sneak attack at all.
Perhaps because his formation was seen by Sima Zhu, Tong Wusheng's face was very ugly, and at the same time he desperately urged the sword formation to besiege Sima Zhu's net. It seems that because his assassination method was discovered, he has never activated his trap formation and killing formation. And Ye Mo discovered that the Dark Yin Net was really at home in Changfenqiu, and even had the upper hand.
No, Ye Mo always felt that something was missing from his ideas. Tong Wusheng could not be so naive and use this siege formation and attack formation to deal with Sima Zhu, a master of virtual gods who knew formations. Maybe he knew before setting up the formation that this formation would definitely not be able to hide it from Sima Zhu.
But since he couldn't hide it from Sima Zhu, why did he arrange such a formation? Ye Mo was confused and found that the place where Sima Zhu and Tong Wusheng were fighting was already covered in gray. Even if he had the monitoring formation, he couldn't tell how the two men were fighting.
Ye Mo controlled the monitoring formation to check the formations arranged by Tong Wusheng again. He already had doubts. The formations arranged by Tong Wusheng were not designed to deal with Sima Zhu at all.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ye Mo to figure out something was wrong. These formations turned out to be better than he imagined, one trapping formation and three killing formations.
The outermost killing formation actually had hidden secrets in it. Once Tong Wusheng activated the outermost killing formation and attacked Sima Zhu, the other three formations would immediately change their formations. Instead, it turned into a superimposed killing formation and a transfer trapping formation.
The superimposed killing formation can still deal with Sima Zhu, but the transfer trap can actually transfer the two jade boxes on one side to his hands in an instant.
Ye Mo suddenly realized that Tong Wusheng had arranged these four formations not to deal with Sima Zhu, but to steal Sima Zhu's half of the incomplete book. Since he dared to do this, he should have a way to prevent Sima Zhu from destroying the book.
I just didn't know if the little white-haired old man Sima Zhu also noticed this, but Ye Mo was actually looking forward to it.
(Recommend a book: The Supreme Genius of the City (ISBN: 2614632), Lao Chou’s book, Urban YY series. I won’t talk about the debauchery of the ugly god. I believe friends who collect it will not be disappointed.)