Humanity’s Great Sage

They looked at each other and confirmed each other's cultivation.

On the opposite side are two seventh-level realms, with knives and swords on their waists, which look like soldiers.

Before approaching, one of the thinner ones shouted: "Which camp are you two friends from? We belong to the Haotian League!"

Now the distance is not enough, so the battlefield imprints on the backs of each other's hands do not respond, but if the distance is close enough, then the camp they belong to will be clear at a glance, just like when Lu Ye and Hua Ci first came here, they met two Wanmo Ridge Yes, the imprints on the backs of their hands are shimmering.

This is the rule in the Lingxi garrison battle, which is convenient for each other to confirm their positions.

Lu Ye looked at him expressionlessly, but did not answer.

The thin monk said again: "If it's convenient for fellow Taoists, you might as well show the mark of the battlefield to avoid accidental injury."

Lu Ye mobilized his spiritual power silently, raised his hand, and a fat fire bird fluttered its wings and rushed towards that side. This fat and somewhat bloated fire bird made Hua Ci stunned for a moment. Followed by a green arrow technique.

It was the first time she had seen Lu Ye activate the spell, and it was still in this shape. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, she might not be able to help but laugh out loud.

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's not that Lu Ye saw that he was lying, but that the visitor himself had ulterior motives.

In Kyushu, on the battlefield of Lingxi, when strangers met, they would not reveal their position easily. This was common sense. The other party claimed to belong to the Haotian League as soon as they opened their mouths. God knows if they are.

And even if they really belong to the Haotian League, that's okay, just wait for the two islands to merge, and just apologize to them.

But if the opponent is from Wanmo Ridge... the one who hits is from Wanmo Ridge.

Taking the lead is nothing more than taking the initiative.

The spiritual power exploded, and the skinny monk who shouted was furious: "How dare you dare to sneak attack, I think you are impatient!"

Even though he said so, his movements were not idle, both of them were moving and avoiding.

Whether it is Lu Ye's fire phoenix technique or Hua Ci's green arrow technique, they are not very powerful, and the speed is not fast. Under the premise of a certain distance from each other, it is not difficult to avoid them. It's a joy to hide there, and the distance between the two small islands is rapidly getting closer.

Maybe it was too embarrassing to be beaten all the time without fighting back. After some exchange, the two military cultivators on the opposite side put their hands into their waist storage bags, took out the talisman, aroused the power of the talisman, and called at Lu Ye and Hua Ci .

For a moment, the sea was extremely lively, with Fire Bird, Green Arrow, Golden Arc Slash, and Ice Edge, shuttling back and forth, you coming and going.

While fighting back, the skinny cultivator smiled grimly: "Two small practitioners of the sixth level, just wait for me, I want you to look good right away!"

When the words fell, the four people on both sides were shocked, because the two small islands collided in one place.

Lu Ye and Hua Ci staggered from side to side in a tacit understanding, looking extremely embarrassed, but the two military repairmen on the opposite side quickly stabilized their bodies, exerted strength on their feet, and rushed towards them from left to right.

As the distance approached, the imprints on the backs of the four people's hands gradually glowed.

The backs of the two people's hands were glowing red. Where did they belong to the Haotian League? It was clearly from the Wanmo Ridge.

"You're dead!" The skinny monk's voice was chilly, he dodged a few spells from Lu Ye, and killed him not far away, while the other man stared at Hua Ci, and Hua Ci threw him away immediately. Going down to Luye, he fled in a hurry.

"Haha." This scene made the skinny monk burst out laughing, as if enjoying the scene where the husband and wife are originally birds of the same forest, and when disaster comes, they fly separately.

Avoiding another spell, the skinny monk jumped up high, with the long sword unsheathed at his waist, and an expression of victory was on his face.

One level higher than the opponent's cultivation level, a Dharma cultivator was approached by him again, stabilized!

Then he saw Lu Ye put his hand into the storage bag and took out a long knife...

"Huh?" The skinny monk suddenly felt uneasy.

But when Lu Ye drew out the knife and the light of the knife flickered, the anxiety rose to the extreme in an instant and turned into panic.

With a clang, the long sword was sent flying, and the thin monk who was in mid-air with no leverage watched helplessly as the fiery red spiritual power clung to the long knife in Lu Ye's hand. The whole knife seemed to be on fire, and the second knife struck down. !

"Oh!"

There was a scream, and a puddle of blood gushed out from the thin monk's body. He was knocked aside, and an arm flew up in response.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that this six-layer boy was not a magician at all, this guy was also a soldier!

But how fast is Bingxiu's casting speed? It's not that he didn't doubt this just now, but the speed of the other party's spellcasting dispelled his doubts. The rapid formation of spells cannot be done without long-term training.

What a treacherous little thief! The skinny monk cursed inwardly, made a tactic with his remaining hand, and frantically urged with his spiritual power, the flying long sword turned into a stream of light amidst a buzzing and trembling.

However, before he activated the saber streamer, a saber light flashed in his vision, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

Since he rushed towards Lu Ye, it was only three breaths...

After Lu Ye beheaded this person, he raised his foot and chased after him. Another monk over there was chasing and killing Hua Ci. On the way, the screams from behind startled the man.

When he turned his head and looked back, he saw that Lu Ye had already killed him aggressively.

His companion died? How did you die? Also, isn't this young man a law cultivator? What does it mean to have a knife in your hand?

At this moment, one unanswerable question after another burst into his mind.

He hesitated for a while between turning around to meet the enemy or continuing to chase, before making a decision, he suddenly became 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 stimulated his spiritual power to dispel the uncomfortable feeling.

With just such a blink of an eye delay, Lu Ye had already rushed to the front. Facing the knife he slashed, the cultivator could only fight it.

There was a tinkling sound, and sparks splashed in all directions as the spiritual weapons collided.

The fleeing Huaci did not run away either. She turned around, her body surging with spiritual power, and following her actions, the aura that glowed on the surface of the monk at the seventh level began to become 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 that of other seventh-level realms, but after two moves, the opponent's strength seemed to be greatly suppressed. The force fluctuation was equal to his own.

He can kill even the seventh level, let alone a sixth level? He deliberately wanted to see Huaci's methods, so he didn't kill him, but kept pestering her.

After another moment, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations dropped again, falling to the level of the fifth level. Not only that, what happened in Yingshan happened again, and the monk's seven orifices began to grow small mushrooms, which looked terrifying. Extremely human.

The other party obviously sensed something was wrong, and after forcing Lu Ye back with one move, he stood still in panic, 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 lives and heal the wounded, not to kill people." Hua Ci felt aggrieved.

"I'll fight with you!" the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge roared and rushed towards Lu Ye. Neither of the two enemies took him seriously and discussed the value of his life in front of him. No one could bear such humiliation.

However, on the way he was rushing towards Lu Ye, the small mushrooms in his seven orifices grew rapidly, and then exploded. After a series of noises, the man's face seemed to be corroded, and he fell to the ground, two red lights Floating toward Hua Ci and Lu Ye, the blood flowing out from under this person was not the normal dark red, but greenish.

What Huaci got was meritorious service, and what Lu Ye got was the blessing of Tianji Pillar.

Lu Ye looked up at Huaci.

The woman smiled kindly: "What does the mushroom kill have to do with me?"

Lu Ye was speechless and packed up the spoils.

When checking the mark on the battlefield, he found that the blessing of the Heavenly Mystery Pillar this time was not one, but two...

In this way, these two Wanmo Ridge monks also killed a group of people before, took away the blessings of others, and finally sent them here again.

After realizing this, Lu Ye raised his brows. In this way, the further you go, the more benefits you will get from killing the enemy.

In the end, killing a group of people may bring unimaginable benefits, because as those who participated in the Lingxi garrison battle continue to die, the blessing of the Tianji Pillar as a bargaining chip will gather on a small number of people.

Checking the small island, the two small islands are not really fused together, but are just like two magnets, sticking to each other, firmly adsorbed, and floating together in a certain direction.

Hua Ci walked towards the small island opposite with joyful steps. She wanted to plant mushrooms there, and she wanted to turn all the small islands that gathered into undetectable traps. In this way, no matter who dared to There will be no good fruit to eat if you rush over.

Lu Ye didn't follow, the enemy was killed, and there was no danger there.

He found that after the scale of the island became larger, the spiritual energy of the world became stronger, but he didn't consume much in the battle just now, so he only needed to modify it casually.

An hour later, Huaci returned, humming some song, and seemed in a good mood.

"Your mushrooms seem to be more powerful." Lu Ye asked the doubts in his heart. When he was in Yingshan before, although Hua Ci planted mushrooms in the seventh-level realm, the power was not so powerful, and the seizures did not occur. So fast.

"Second Senior Sister pointed it out." Hua Ci explained.

Lu Ye was surprised: "Second senior sister understands this?"

"She doesn't understand, but she has eyesight and experience, so it's not a problem to give advice to a little monk like me."

That's true.

Seemingly seeing what Lu Ye was thinking, Hua Ci smiled and said: "Every doctor is a master of poison, it just depends on whether he wants to or not, and if he doesn't know poison, how can he heal? Those soft and cute doctors should not think that they are easy to bully."

"I never looked down on anyone, enemy!"