As if the sun was falling, when the fireball hit the protective formation, the entire station shook with a bang, and the spiritual power exploded. Although the protective formation blocked the power of this spell, the fanatical power penetrated in, and for a while
, the temperature inside the station has increased a lot.
"Tell all of you to get back, otherwise I will go on a killing spree!" Feng Yuechan stood on her flying spiritual weapon and shouted loudly.
The guard who was stationed here didn't dare to be careless and quickly summoned his senior brother and sister. He saw that Feng Yuechan was not joking.
For a moment, some Bailian Valley monks who were rushing towards the outer circle from all over the inner circle of the battlefield cursed and retreated one after another.
The Lingxi battlefield has been very lively in recent days, much more lively than before, especially the sects in the inner circle. Several sects from the Haotian Alliance camp have chosen to declare war on the nearby Ten Thousand Demon Ridge forces.
What is particularly outrageous is that a Haotian Alliance sect called Dading Palace crossed the territory of several sects and declared war on Zhaotian Sect, which was thousands of miles away from them...
When the war was declared, the low-level monks of Zhaotian Clan were all confused. They were thousands of miles away from each other, and their territories were not close to each other. Although they were in different camps, there was no enmity between them. They didn't know how they got into trouble with Dading Palace.
Only a few monks with higher cultivation levels understood what was going on, because they had received some orders from the Jiuzhou sect, which ordered them to immediately rush to the outer circle of the battlefield to search for traces of a person.
They naturally didn't want to pay attention to such a declaration of war, but they couldn't ignore it. The monks from Dading Palace actually came all the way to their door, blocking the low-level monks from going out. In desperation, those from Zhaotianmen
The monks at the eighth or ninth level of Lingxi can only return to their base to stabilize their hearts.
There were only a few such declarations of war in the first two days, but as time went by, more and more people were declared. According to statistics from the Tianji Merchant Alliance, in just five days, hundreds of people were declared war between the two camps.
Sects of all sizes must know that this was something that was impossible in the past.
This is the first large-scale head-on confrontation between the two camps of Haotian Alliance and Ten Thousand Demon Ridge in the Lingxi battlefield after decades. There are too many sects involved in this matter, and even the sects in the core circle are paying close attention to it.
, such a confrontation is related to whether the flag that once commanded the Kyushu Haotian Alliance can be retained!
Originally, this flag would completely fall down in two months. However, during this sensitive period, a small figure suddenly appeared who could maintain the continuity of this flag. How could the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side endure this? For more than thirty years,
After waiting for a long time, no one wants to cause trouble, so no matter what, the little monk at the fifth level must die, and the flag must fall!
This is related to the face of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp.
At this time, in a deserted mountain ridge, Lu Ye shook off the blood on his long knife, and several monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp fell around him, frowning.
He had a vague feeling that something was not quite right!
After killing Dong Shuye a few days ago, he set off again towards the direction of the Blue Blood Sect's headquarters, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.
However, since the encounter three days ago, something strange seemed to have happened.
Three days ago, he was walking leisurely when a group of monks suddenly came towards him. It was normal to meet monks in the wilderness. Lu Ye met too many monks along the way.
However, under normal circumstances, both parties will take the initiative to stagger each other to avoid any misunderstandings.
When he met this group of monks, Lu Ye wanted to avoid them, but the other party rushed straight towards him, and the other party's expression was obviously very surprised, as if he had picked up money.
The other party was so rude, so Lu Ye had nothing to say. He just rushed to kill him while riding Amber.
Although there was a fifth-level monk in this group of monks, how could they be Lu Ye's opponent? They were all killed in a short while.
After cleaning up the loot, we hit the road again.
As a result, something unexpected happened to Lu Ye, and he soon encountered a group of monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge...
In just three days, he had killed six waves of people, collected more than 20 storage bags, and gained more than 100 meritorious deeds.
Lu Ye was a little unhappy because this would delay his schedule.
What made him feel even worse was that there was something wrong with his spiritual power.
His spiritual power seems to have some impurities...
The reason why he can take drugs and practice without any hidden dangers is all because of the talent tree. He has carefully observed the talent tree. Whenever he takes the spiritual pill to practice, the erysipelas in the spiritual pill will be burned by the talent tree and then excreted from the body, so
His spiritual power has always been extremely pure, and he has never experienced the accumulation of erysipelas that the headmaster mentioned before.
Even without the sharpness and guarding spirit patterns, just based on the purity of his spiritual power, his strength can be better than any monk of the same level, because the purer the spiritual power, the more destructive power the monk can cause by stimulating the spiritual power.
big.
With the same sword slash, monks with different levels of spiritual power and purity will erupt with different powers.
But now, his spiritual power actually has some impurities!
When he was resting last night, he carefully checked the situation of the talent tree, and was shocked to find that the talent tree seemed to have lost its ability to burn erysipelas. This was the root cause of impurities in spiritual power.
He was able to grow from a newly enlightened monk to the fifth level in less than half a year, and the talent tree played the most important role. If the talent tree loses its function of burning erysipelas, then his future cultivation speed will be greatly reduced.
This discovery made Lu Ye feel quite heavy. Today he met the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who blocked his way again. He was not polite and killed them all in three strokes.
However, he also thought a lot. This situation may not be unchangeable. The talent tree needs to absorb some fire attribute or scorching power. This power can not only make the leaves on the talent tree burn, but also serve as fuel for the talent tree.
, burning erysipelas.
If the fuel previously drawn is used up, it will naturally no longer be able to function in burning the erysipelas.
Lu Ye didn't know if his guess was correct. If he wanted to verify it, he had to look for energy that the talent tree could absorb.
The first time the talent tree absorbed was the orange flame sealed in a piece of ore, and the second time it absorbed the scorching heat underground of the barrier-breaking fruit tree, the energy it absorbed was roughly at this standard, but Lu Ye didn't know where to find it.
The first two times were by chance.
Fortunately, his previous spiritual power was pure enough, and even a little impurity would not have any impact on him. Now he just can't swallow spiritual pills as unscrupulously as he used to practice. He can only take one pill a day, and then
Use the spirit-gathering patterns to enhance your strength.
He still had a lot of spirit stones in his hand, and he originally planned to go to the Tianji Merchant Alliance to ask if he could buy something that could be used as fuel for the talent tree.
But he couldn't go now. He had encountered several waves of monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp in the past few days, and every wave had fifth-level people stationed there. He felt as if he was being targeted.
While Yiyi was cleaning the battlefield, Lu Ye raised his head and saw an eagle circling in the sky, seemingly looking for prey.
At the same time, three miles away from Lu Ye, under a big tree, several monks gathered together. Several corpses were lying around them. In front of them was a spiritual weapon that looked like a shrunken shadow moon disk, with the reflection of Lu on it.
The silhouette of leaves.
It was clearly a perspective from a high altitude.
Several people were quietly watching the scene in the small shadow moon disk.
A man swallowed his saliva: "Is this the fifth level?"
They saw with their own eyes how Lu Ye was chopping melons and vegetables and knocking down the group of monks from Wan Mo Ridge to the ground. His technique was crisp and quick, killing many people at a glance, and the speed at which he killed the enemy was as fast as an ordinary six
No level can compare to it.
"You got it right?" Another person said, "Don't make a mistake."
"Fifth-level cultivation, riding a snow-white tiger, starting from Fengyun Mountain, heading towards the Blue Blood Sect. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, who else but him?" The first woman with a plump figure spoke, and the little shadow moon
It was Pan who was urging her spiritual power to maintain, and looking at this woman's cultivation, it was clear that she was a seventh-level monk. There were three sixth-level and several fifth-level monks traveling with her.
Such a small team would normally be impossible to see outside the battlefield.
They were originally setting off from their home station to the junction of the outer circle and the inner circle, because their strength was suitable for training in that position, but they received the order from the teacher halfway and hurried here.
They didn't know much about the grievances of the previous generation. They only knew that the Blue Blood Sect was kind to their sect. So when the news began to spread out of control, the elders of the sect ordered them to come and rescue the young man riding the white tiger.
Keep him safe.
Not only one of their sects has taken such actions, the entire Lingxi battlefield is now surging with undercurrents and surging waves. Many sects want to protect this young man, and more sects want to kill this young man. This is a game between the two camps.
, and the life and death of that young man will determine the final outcome.