(Shan, two chapters were missed when the chapter was updated. Behind the little lord of the Warcraft Hunting 784 - 784 (middle) Warcraft collapse, 784 (secondary) the second treasure. After these two chapters, Chapter 785 gathered in the abyss.)
Although the battle won 50% as long as the Warcraft lords lose their minds, this has nothing to do with Ye Mo. He came here not to have a melee, but to find someone, or to kill and seize treasures.
There were still several days before the demonic energy filled the abyss again. Without the interference of the demonic energy, everyone's spiritual consciousness was not disturbed. Ye Mo directly launched the spiritual consciousness and searched everywhere.
After a while, Ye Mo found another target.
Speaking of which, this goal will be found by Ye Mo, and it is also attributed to the God Transformation Venerables.
If it weren't for the war between the God Transformation Venerable and the Warcraft Lords, countless Yuanying were frightened and avoided, Ye Mo would not be able to find the target that should have been at a very distant place.
"The Lord of God Transformation and the Lord of Warcraft have helped me a lot. When they start a war later, they will inevitably be unable to control the scope of the impact. Once they have problems, the battlefield on the ground will immediately become in chaos. When it gets messy, I will take action.
Chance."
Ye Mo's mind flew quickly, and soon made a plan, then raised his eyes and looked into the sky.
"Well, where are you going?"
Xiahou Siyu grabbed Ye Mo who was about to set off, and his beautiful eyes showed worries.
If "六" did not return the bracelet to her, she would not ask more questions, but the problem is that the bracelet has been returned to her, and she cannot watch him take risks. Moreover, the Venerable and the Lord are about to go to war, she will be even more
There is no reason to let him leave.
"Do something, wait for me in the fort."
After rubbing the girl's head, Ye Mo's strength exploded almost 500,000 kilograms before he broke the girl's bare hands away from his arm, and then rushed into the flesh-and-blooded beast crowd without looking back.
Xiahou Siyu looked at the direction where "六" disappeared without hesitation, as if he could never come back after "六".
She didn't want to know who "王中" was, nor did she want to expose it, she just wanted to deceive herself like this.
However, as she saw "Zhu Qi" leave, she didn't even know what he was going to do. Maybe it was just a small thing or it might be very dangerous. But no matter what, she couldn't think of a reason to stop him.
Because she knew better than anyone else that this "solidity" is not the same as that, she has her own ideas, her own style, and her persistence is not the same as before, when and what will happen?
The earth is silent and mortals of all origin.
"Yu Qi, you must come back. I don't want to lose you again. Just let me continue to live in my own dream."
Xiahou Siyu talked to himself in his heart.
...
After stepping into the battlefield, Ye Mo looked down at the left arm. The long sleeves had been cut off by Xiahou Siyu's tiger's mouth and fingers. Through the cracked cuffs, you could see the bleeding arms inside.
There is also a layer of black blood stasis, which was captured by the girl's grip!
"well."
Ye Mo did not blame Xiahou Siyu. If he had not discovered the target, he would have a crucial thing in the promotion of the immortal city, such as the treasure, and Ye Mo would not have wanted to take risks.
It is not her fault that Xiahou Siyu is so worried. Only those who have experienced the loss know how precious it is.
Ye Mo understood what Xiahou Siyu meant very well. She grabbed so tightly that she wanted to tell him how worried she would be. Her heart was like the arm she was caught at this time; So tight, I have to tell him that if he has the strength to break free, she will be relieved.
If it were the former Miao Qi, Ye Mo would definitely not use this hint, Xiahou Siyu would not use this kind of hint, and would directly stop it, and it would definitely stop it.
The former Miao Qi... was just an ordinary person, and his good luck was already at the peak of his cultivation of the Nascent Soul.
"But……"
Ye Mo suddenly remembered something, his heartbeat suddenly missed, and he suddenly remembered that at the moment when Mu Qi died, although his eyes were a little shocked and unwilling to accept it, but in the depths of those eyes, a slight slight flashed. Check the light.
Eyes are best at expressing a person's thoughts, and they can be easily expressed regardless of hatred, love, sorrow, longing, etc.
Ye Mo did not have the mind reading technique, nor could he find a dead person to search the soul. He could only look for the emotions represented through his eyes? Then he tried to understand the meaning.
"That look...relaxed? Yes, it seems to be comforting, but... I killed him, he comforted? This doesn't make sense."
While Ye Mo was distracted from the spirit and entangled with other monks of the Ziba Sect, he thought about Miao Qi's gaze when he was dying.
"Don't worry? Bastard! It's this kind of inexplicable feeling. If I kill him, will he feel at ease?"
Ye Mo cursed, and the two consecutive feelings were far from what he thought, but he didn't want to give up. Such a complicated gaze was hidden deep in the depths. What must be the secret? What exactly was it?
"Super smug?"
Suddenly, Ye Mo was shocked and suddenly felt another emotion. This emotion finally came closer to what he expected: "Perk, yes, that look no matter how you look at it, you should be proud. His emotions are inside. Did he set up some tricks?"
"The backhand... Blood Soul Jade! But it can't be explained again. Xiahou Siyu had no intention of murderously towards me, but instead regarded me as Miao Qi himself... Even if he knew that I was fake, maybe... the reason might be this. ”
"What did Miao Qi leave in the blood-soul jade? He neither asked her to avenge him, nor did he let her monitor or do anything. Could it be that she and me..."
Thinking of this, Ye Mo didn't dare to think about it anymore, and there was already cold sweat behind him, and a piece of water flowed.
But thinking about it seems possible. After all, every monk knows what qualifications he has. Maybe he feels that he is not worthy of Xiahou Siyu. Ye Mo comes to take over this hot potato, so he is so relieved? Don’t worry?
Pooh!
It doesn't make sense again.
Ye Mo no longer thought about it. After this time, he didn't want to worry about such things anymore. It was even more tiring than practicing small magical powers. It was the same sentence, just take one step at a time, and if there was a answer, it would eventually be revealed.
The monster Ye Mo is dealing with now is a huge earth fire swallowing flame monster. Its body is 30 miles long and 50 miles long. She likes to hide in places with rich earth fire, and practices by swallowing the essence of earth fire, and looks like a turtle and tortoise, growing so much. It's too big, I've lived for at least 20,000 years.
Two or thirty thousand years old, the peak of the Nascent Soul can be said to be able to have the Nascent Soul realm, and it is purely a living.
However, it is precisely because of his long life that this big guy has extremely rich combat experience. Ye Mo and his group of people have been entangled with it for a long time, but they have not hurt it much.
Of course, this is because it has tortoise shells, full of hot hard rocks, which makes people dare not approach or attack with all their strength. And its defense is outrageous, so everyone can't do anything about it.
This is exactly the result Ye Mo wants.
Ye Mo first looked for a few people, and at the same time he was hiding on the earth fire-swallowing flame monster. A string of seal techniques was quickly played out. Ye Mo shouted softly: "The Stars and Sky Art."
In a moment, an identical self appeared beside Ye Mo. He had half of his strength and could exist until his magic power was exhausted. Ye Mo's true body used the "Thousand Changes of Face" to change another way, wearing a black cloak.
As soon as the breath subsided, it quickly disappeared into the abyss of darkness.
Ye Mo had a long plan for this, and his figure, which was almost hidden in the boundless darkness, quickly shuttled through the tide of humans and beasts.
At this moment, Ye Mo dared not use his spiritual sense to search for the location of the target anymore. A person's appearance can be changed, but a person's soul breath cannot be changed. As long as others have a little contact with his spiritual sense, they will know who it is.
"boom!"
At this moment, the battle broke out in the sky.
It is said that it is the sky, but it is actually in the abyss, just relative to the demon cultivators.
Accompanied by the deafening roar, the terrifying gale wind that followed, the deceased magic weapon, the broken bones, teeth, eyes, etc., under the gale wind, they all became killing weapons in a rapid rush.
.
"Do not quickly!"
Someone roared loudly, and his magic power mixed with sound, trying to spread further, but soon, his magic power was washed away and the sound was also annihilated in the strong wind and fierce aura.
Although the venerables have tried their best to keep the decisive battle away from the battlefield, the battle is uncontrollable, and the battles in the sky are undoubtedly very fierce. The colorful magic weapons are constantly blooming with the blazing light, the ghost mist is covered with the earth, the demonic energy is blue and thick, covering the sky
Covering the sun.
Under the interweaving of divine light, ghost energy, corpse energy and demonic energy from magic weapons, the ground below was quickly submerged, and the divine consciousness was severely disturbed, and countless demon cultivators and monsters fled one after another.
In the midst of chaos of people and beasts, Ye Mo remained motionless, like a magic monument standing on the ground, and the black cloak kept rolling against the strong wind, revealing the black long sword around his waist.
"Find the target."
It was true that he chose to die. Under the cover of demonic energy and ghost energy, everyone ran around like headless flies. Ye Mo did not move to death but waited for the target of walking around.
"Zhang Tingwei, the deacon of the Demon Saint Pavilion, has a fifth-level Nascent Soul cultivation. He is a cousin of Zhang Ziyao, and he is also the closest and trusted person Zhang Ziyao has the most."
Zhang Tingwei's information flashed through Ye Mo's mind, and he walked to Zhang Tingwei a few steps and blocked the road: "Zhang Tingwei, I am the elder brother of the Yin Ghost. Today I will get back the four-system treasure for him."
Zhang Tingwei was too arrogant and seriously injured by the monster. He was killed by the gods and was injured again. He was only trying to leave here at this moment. He was unable to find a way out with his fellow disciples. Suddenly he met someone and scolded: "
Get out, I don’t know any Yin Gui Ancestor.”
Zhang Tingwei was seriously injured and injured. He was no match for any stronger Nascent Soul monk. He dared to be arrogant. Ye Mo was not polite to him. He slapped him cleanly and slapped in the miniature that had been waiting for a long time.
world.
...
He quietly returned to the Earth Fire Swallowing Fire Demon Beast, Ye Mo changed back to his original appearance, and his clone directly disappeared.
At this moment, the monsters began to retreat, and the demon cultivators naturally refused to let go easily. They chased for more than 10,000 miles and killed hundreds of monsters before returning.
In the sky above the abyss, the battle between the God Transformation Venerable and the Warcraft Lord was also over.
This is not the final battle, so naturally I don’t want to win any results. That’s unrealistic, and the monsters cannot fight to the death. Therefore, as long as they can be defeated, it’s enough.