[69 Book Bar - www.] After two hours, they finally came to a relatively secluded place. Lin Ye stopped his movements and asked the disciples to rest here for the night before taking action tomorrow.
At this time, the magic power in the bodies of Zhang Ling and the others had just been exhausted, and there was nothing left at all. It was impossible to fly again.
Seeing Lin Ye stop, he finally felt relieved. He also knew that Lin Ye had known about his situation for a long time. He didn't expect Lin Ye to calculate his mana so accurately.
"Uncle Master, these are the space rings and tokens belonging to the damaged monks of Qingfeng Pavilion."
Yang Xin sent the ten space rings and tokens to Lin Ye and said respectfully, looking at Lin Ye, waiting for Lin Ye's reply.
"Collect it first and wait for a while before distributing it."
Lin Ye said calmly, and then he meditated and rested on the spot. Several other disciples displayed some array flags, surrounding this person with a radius of a hundred feet.
These tokens and space rings are not enough for him to look at, and he is too lazy to collect and sort out the trophies for the space rings of these monks. There will be more time here in the future, and space rings are indispensable.
It doesn't matter if you want a token or not, because even if you don't have a token after you go out, you can still challenge. The purpose of the disciples entering the space this time is to reduce some forces and eliminate too many disciples.
After a night of silence, Lin Ye never sleeps outside. Meditation can restore his energy. However, the same is true for the disciples of Tianjian Sect. Although these disciples are nothing in Lin Ye's eyes, they are all monks in the Nascent Soul Realm after all.
Within the Tianjian Sect, with a transcendent status and a super genius, he naturally understands the methods and basic requirements for survival outside, and there is no need for Lin Ye to worry.
The next day, all the mana consumed by everyone was restored. Zhang Ling and the others also understood Lin Ye's intention. The three rested for a night and tried their best to restore their physical strength and mana. After the mana was restored, their cultivation level also improved a lot.
In the morning, when the three of them looked at Lin Ye, they all looked grateful and admired Lin Ye endlessly. They were also Yuanying realm monks, but Lin Ye was countless times more powerful than them.
Moreover, he is only over 20 years old. You must know that Yuanying realm monks have a lifespan of 800 years. At Lin Ye's age, he is as young as a baby among those in Yuanying realm.
"Today, each of the three of you must kill three monks in the Nascent Soul Realm."
Lin Ye said lightly, and then used his spiritual consciousness to see everything within a radius of three hundred miles. He really believed that his spiritual consciousness was twice as powerful as those of the same class. He could see things that others could not.
Invisible.
"Kill three Nascent Soul Realm monks each?"
The nine Nascent Soul Realm disciples were startled when they heard Lin Ye's words, and then said in surprise that it was simply impossible to kill three monks of the same class in one day.
After reaching the golden elixir realm, it is difficult to kill fellow monks in a martial arts fight. Even if they cannot be beaten, they can still escape, unless there is a powerful magic weapon or an accident occurs.
Not to mention the Nascent Soul Realm. Like the Nascent Soul Realm monks killed yesterday, apart from the one killed by the Soul Devouring Beast, the others took advantage of their unprepared situation, or the other party was bent on escaping and did not resist.
ability.
"Walk."
Lin Ye ignored these disciples at all. They were just three Nascent Soul realms. Is it worth being so surprised? After saying that, he quickly spun in one direction and flew away. He already had a target in his consciousness.
Seeing Lin Ye flying away, the nine disciples smiled bitterly. With Lin Ye's strength, not to mention three, even thirty, could easily kill him in an instant, but he and others couldn't do it at all.
After a cup of tea, Lin Ye stopped quickly and looked at the monks ten miles away. The monks from the two forces were fighting.
"You see it, take a good look, be sure to be careful of the dog jumping over the wall."
Lin Ye said calmly, looking at the place in front of him. The disciples behind him had already seen the monks fighting in front of them. Two of them had already been damaged, and their whole bodies were badly damaged by the attacks.
He understood what he meant. When a monk encounters a crisis and sees no hope, he will self-destruct or cast a powerful forbidden technique. The power of the forbidden technique is okay, and there is still a chance to resist it, but the power of self-destruction, even if it is
Monks who are one or two realms higher will also suffer losses or injuries.
Lin Ye knows this best. Ping Chengtian's self-destruction would have affected him a few miles later. If he had been in the center of the self-destruction, the monks of his class would have definitely suffered losses.
Ten people watched the battle between the two forces in a hidden place. For a full quarter of an hour, the monks on both sides were injured, but if this continues, there is no telling when it will end.
There were still thirteen Nascent Soul Realm monks fighting. Lin Ye's eyes flashed with a smile, and he turned to look at the disciples of Tianjian Sect.
"You three can go." Lin Ye smiled faintly, and then said to the soul-devouring beast on his shoulder: "You can go too, don't be careless."
After he finished speaking, Zhang Ling and the three of them flashed quickly and flew towards the battle field, using all their magic power to the limit on the way.
Lin Ye also swayed casually, gradually approaching the place where the fight was taking place, so as not to be too far away and unable to take action in time. He wanted to ensure that these disciples would not be killed in the space.
"Do the people from Tianjian Sect also want to get involved?"
A Nascent Soul Realm monk from Tianming Sect saw three Nascent Soul Realm monks flying towards him and saw clearly the logo embroidered on the chest of the Tianjian Sect monks.
"Whoosh."
Zhang Ling didn't say anything. He waved the long sword in his hand and slashed at the Tianming Sect monk with a burst of sword energy. Luo Hao and Shangguan Feng also started to slash at the Tianming Sect monk.
For a moment, the actions of the three men immediately reduced a lot of pressure on another sect, the Qilian Sect. Seeing this situation, the monks of the Qilian Sect didn't know why the Tianjian Sect wanted to attack the Tianming Sect.
Given such an opportunity, the Qilian Clan would naturally not let it go, and the power to attack the Tianming Sect had increased a lot. Regardless of the Tianjian Clan's intentions, it did bring a glimmer of hope to the Qilian Clan.
"Click."
"Pfft."
"ah."
For a moment, the entire earth was trembling continuously. The three Nascent Soul Realm monks from Tianjian Sect all found their opponents and attacked them with all their strength.
Within a few breaths, the three opponents were killed. At this time, the three of them attacked the other three monks from Tianming Sect. The monks from Qilian Sect thought that Tianjian Sect was helping them.
"Bang, bang, bang."
With three violent noises, the three Nascent Soul Realm monks from the Tianming Sect fell to the ground. There was no trace of breath on their bodies anymore, and they could no longer die.
Zhang Ling and the other three also exhausted all their mana, and with a quick flash of their bodies, they retreated to a place not far away. Seeing Lin Ye and others here, they felt a little more at ease.