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757 Frozen Miles

The words of the escaped monk made all the monks present excited, and even the disciples of the Golden Pill stage were ready to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

But they just thought about it.

It is a great blessing to be able to enter this place safely and soundly. They will never dare to enter the abyss beast.

Just the group of Yuanying ancestors in front of them would not be able to let them grab food, let alone, there are countless monsters that exceed the ninth level in the abyss beasts. These Jindan stage disciples, even if they have combat power.

Gao, there is only one result in killing him.

It’s a pity that they have not reached the Nascent Soul stage, otherwise they would have such good things.

When they thought of this, many Jindan-stage monks couldn't help but look envious on their faces, and secretly jealous. They were extremely talented, and they were all seedlings that could become ancestors. Such rare things in spiritual paste were about to fall into this place.

How could they not be jealous in the hands of the group of waste ancestors?

"Take me to find spiritual ointment immediately, so as not to be terrible if other monks take the lead."

A monk from the Sea Demon Sect looked excited and ordered to the escaped monk.

Ye Mo glanced at the monk and said indifferently: "You go and look for this spiritual ointment, but I won't go to a certain family. However, if this person wants a portion of the spiritual ointment in his hand, he will keep it himself.

One, please don’t make any decisions.”

"When is it time for the Nanmo Continent to be the turn of the Sect Master of the Celestial Box? Are you ordering me to wait?"

Among the monks, the Blood Demon Sect monks sneered, trying to arouse the anger of the sect monks in front of the Corpse Ba Sect.

There are many people who are dissatisfied with Ye Mo's words. The fleeing monk only has two spiritual ointments. The monk from the Corpse Sect had to go one as soon as he opened his mouth and left one for the fleeing monk. Who did he think he was?

"You don't have to say who is in charge of the Southern Demon Continent, and what a certain family says doesn't matter. But here, in this area of ​​a thousand miles, how dare you question a certain family's words?"

Ye Mo looked over coldly, showing murderous intent.

Ye Mo's cultivation is unfathomable, so naturally no monk is willing to be the first bird. He was glanced by Ye Mo's murderous gaze. The monk from the Blood Demon Sect stopped talking. The abyss beast is the big head. Ye Mo took it to

So what if you have a portion of spiritual ointment? There is no need to offend such a cruel person for a portion of spiritual ointment.

Seeing that the Blood Demon Sect cultivator did not speak, Ye Mo continued, "Some family gives you two choices. One is that a family takes away the spiritual ointment from this person, and then a family immediately leaves this place and leaves the abyss, and will never be able to do so.

Intervene in the affairs of the Abyss Beast.”

"One is that you can take the spiritual ointment on this person's body. Some family will fight with you and have done a battle to see if you can take away the spiritual ointment on this person. Not only that, even if some family has obtained it,

Two spiritual ointments will still enter the bodies of the abyss beasts and compete with you for spiritual ointment. How much you can get? Humph, it depends on the will and opportunity."

As soon as these words came out, the demon cultivators frowned and started to discuss.

There is no doubt that in the eyes of the demon cultivators, Ye Mo is very difficult to mess with. It is likely that he is a core monk of the Corpse Sect who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. Such a powerful monk is not a problem for one of them to beat three ordinary monks at the same time.

The key is that even if you can fight, they will never be able to fight. After all, there are people from all sects, no one is stupid, no one is good at it, and they all want to let others take the lead. In this case, some people

It’s strange to be a big shot.

In other words, they could not stop Ye Mo.

"Didn't you just say you only need one?"

The female monk of Shayin Sect frowned.

"A certain family has changed their minds. Just a portion of spiritual ointment makes you feel so distressed, so please ask for one more."

Ye Mo sneered.

As soon as these words were said, the demon cultivators had nowhere to come out, and they started to discuss the divine consciousness between them.

After a long discussion, Ye Mo said impatiently: "Have you agreed? A certain family just experienced the Holy Golden Beetle tide. He was shocked and did not want to continue taking risks. When a certain family recovered, the spiritual ointment and the abyss wonder on the monk's body

Some family has collected all the spiritual ointment from the beast."

The demon cultivators cursed inwardly. The dignified Nascent Soul monk was frightened by a group of insects. What about the trick?

Unfortunately, they have no choice but to make their strength inferior to others? If they have this strength, they can also take two spiritual ointments and have a good start.

"We have already discussed and decided to treat the two spiritual ointments as asking you to give up the remuneration for the fight, but people must stay."

As a representative, the monks of the True Demon Sect stood up and said seriously.

“Very good.”

Ye Mo nodded slightly, and then he untied the storage bag on the waist of the escaped monk. The escaped monk naturally refused, but his magic power had been blocked by Ye Mo. How could he be able to defeat Ye Mo with his physical strength alone?

He was thrown to the disciple of the True Demon Sect by Ye casually.

After checking the storage bag, Ye Mo laughed, turned around and flew back to the warship, and drove the warship into a gray-blue rainbow light, disappearing into the rolling demonic energy in the blink of an eye.

The disciple of the True Demon Sect looked at the escaped monk in his hand, sneered, turned around and glanced at the many demon cultivators, and said coldly: "Don't you think there are too many people on this trip? Do you want to clear your mind?

A field?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk from the Heart Demon Sect stood up, and there were four monks in the three palaces. Among them, the Yin-Yang Demon Palace was a pair of Taoist couples, with his eyes showing murderous intent to scan the other eight sects of monks.

However, they made the wrong idea.

He was just strongly oppressed by Ye Mo, and at this moment he was bullied by the True Demon Sect and the Inner Demon Sect and the Three Palaces of Cultivators. Many demon cultivators were not easy to save money. They immediately joined forces, and even if they were defeated, they would not be able to leave.

The scene suddenly lost control, and the eight demon cultivators spread all their anger towards Ye Mo on the True Demon Sect, the Heart Demon Sect and the Three Palaces cultivators.

Everyone is the bottom ancestor of their respective sects, and no one is much better than anyone else. The eight sects of monks united, and even the three palaces, the inner demon sect, and the true demon sect cultivators felt afraid and sighed secretly.

In desperation, the monks of the True Demon Sect and the inner demon sect and the monks of the Three Palaces decided that each sect could only send one ancestor into the body of the strange beast to find spiritual ointment, and the rest of the people would all leave this place. If they were discovered, they would definitely be

Kill.

"I, the Zibu Sect, are not convinced, why are there no quota for my Zibu Sect?"

A crisp and beautiful female voice sounded. The demon cultivators turned their heads and couldn't help but lit up their eyes. The one who spoke was a young girl who looked only seventeen or eight years old. Her dress was white, her gauze was bright red, and her skirt was on her skirt.

Embroidered with strange spiritual flowers.

Next to this girl is a girl of sixteen or seven years old and a woman of about twenty years old.

The former dress is embroidered with poems about dragons and phoenixes dancing, and the posture of the willows is extremely shy; the latter dress is yellow and the clouds are folded, which is much more mature than the two girls, and a crescent-like divine moon is embroidered behind the gauze.

"I didn't expect that it was the three courtesans of the Qingmo Sect. They also came here? Why didn't anyone notice it?"

While amazement, some people were puzzled.

However, although the names of the three courtesans were famous, the monks of the True Demon Cultivation, the inner demon sect, and the monks of the Three Palaces did not buy it. The monks of the True Demon Cultivation said lightly: "The sect has already obtained two spiritual ointments, so what do you want? There is no need to be more

I said, please go back."

"you……"

Ruhua was still angry, and wanted to go forward to argue, but was held back by Rushi and Ruyue, and returned to the warship.

Soon, the quota for entry was determined, and the monks who were not qualified to enter could only drive the warship and take the Jindan disciples away from the place.

When the other monks left, the disciples of the True Demon Cultivation and other Nascent Soul cultivators ordered the Jindan stage disciples on the warship to drive the warship themselves and leave.

The warship can be controlled by the Jindan stage disciples, but in this case, all the Jindan stage disciples will be locked on the control token and will never be able to leave the warship to hunt monsters.

On the warship of the three courtesans of the Qingmo Xiaosect, Rusi, Ruyu and Ruhua, three people drove the warships separately, and were talking in the air.

"It's so annoying. The spiritual ointment was taken by the monk who came out of nowhere. It actually came to our heads and deprived us of our qualifications. They bullied people too much."

Ruhua complained indignantly.

Ruyue and Rushi listened quietly to her complaints, neither of them said anything. They felt that Ruhua’s complaints were meaningless. Being bullied like this was nothing more than lack of strength.

If the three of them had the strength, they would first seize two spiritual ointments from the cultivator, and then enter the abyss beast to seize other spiritual ointments. However, if they are not strong enough, they will naturally not be able to imagine anything.

Ruhua's mood is not as calm as Rusi, as the moon, full of resentment, and her mind is full of thoughts of pleaseing the "master".

"Sister Ruyue, Sister Rushi, that monk made us unable to find spiritual ointment. Why not join forces with other monks to surround him and kill him? At least we need one, right?"

Ruhua's eyes showed a vicious light, and the confrontation was like poetry and the moon's way.

"How dare you think so? That monk is also from the Cirrus Sect. You are harming your fellow disciples."

Rushi looks like she is the youngest last year, and her little face is shocked. She didn't expect Ruhua to be so vicious and bold.

"Even if we don't do it, other practices will do it. Why should we give the opportunity to others? The three of us join forces is a considerable force, and are you still afraid that they will not succeed?"

At this moment, Ruhua could not hear other words, and said impatiently.

The three of them are like sisters. Seeing Ruhua so persistent, Rusi and Ruyue had no choice but to join forces with other warships that left one after another. What surprised them was that Ruhua guessed was right, and these monks were also unwilling to give up and were thinking.

He is planning to seize the spiritual ointment from Ye Mo's body.

All the monks had this idea, so they naturally hit it off. Nearly ten warships were heading together, turning the speed to the maximum and chasing Ye Mo's warship.

After more than an hour, the warships of the demon cultivators gradually caught up with Ye Mo's warship. Because of the strong interference of the demonic energy, the demon cultivators could not see Ye Mo's warships, so they could only

He barely sensed his position and flew forward all the way.

After breaking through the heavy demonic energy, at some point, heavy snow fell in the sky, and the ground was filled with ice crystals and snow. A layer of ice about a foot thick appeared on the ground suddenly.

"What's going on? This is the abyss of the Demon Realm, with demonic energy soaring into the sky, and the changes in the celestial phenomena cannot affect this place at all. How come heavy snow falls for no reason?"

Some monks were surprised and looked solemn.

The demonic energy soars into the sky in the Demon Abyss, which is a top-notch demon land in the Southern Demon Continent. Ordinary celestial phenomena cannot affect this place at all. In other words, there are only demon clouds above the Demon Abyss. It is difficult for ordinary clouds to condense into the sky.

Since it is not because of the celestial phenomena, it is because some monks have cast their magic. For the sake of caution, the demons and cultivators have all reduced the flight speed of the warships.

"This is an advanced ice-type magic - Frozen Wanli, Fengtian and Xuedi, I don't know which force's ice-type monk is targeting us."

Ruyue is the oldest and has many experiences, such as flowers and Ruyue. At this moment, a trace of bad premonition suddenly arises, and her eyebrows are slightly frowning.

The warships continued to move forward until they traveled more than two thousand miles. At this moment, the snowflakes were no longer falling lightly, but accompanied by the bitter ice wind, the biting cold swept through thousands of acres of heavy snow and hit them.

"Your speed is so slow. I have been waiting for two incense sticks."

In the intense blizzard in the sky, Ye Mo's indifferent voice came.

Hearing this voice, the demon cultivators' faces changed wildly. Through the thick snow curtain, Ye Mo was wearing a black cloak, sitting on the throne of the ice crystal sculpture with his legs raised. Two

The palm was gently placed on the handrail of the throne, and the eyes under the brim of the cloak showed a cold murderous intent.


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