After leaving the undead world, Xiao Ye flew in the direction of the Wentian Willow Tree according to his memory, while constantly releasing his spiritual consciousness to explore the area ahead.
Now that the Great Sage of Time has obtained the second Time Rain Stone and has fallen into a deep sleep, unable to remind him to avoid the many dangers in the Immortal Mountain, he can only rely on himself.
Although his strength has greatly increased, he was cautious along the way, so there were no near misses.
"The realm has broken through to the late stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and even the spiritual consciousness has become much stronger!"
Feeling that everything within a thousand miles was under control, as if seeing it with his own eyes, Xiao Ye smiled slightly.
You know, this is the Immortal Mountain. If a spiritual warrior enters here, his spiritual consciousness will be suppressed.
When he was in the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his spiritual consciousness could only cover a radius of about two hundred miles at most.
As he continued to fly, gradually earth-shattering battle fluctuations swept in from the front, making Xiao Ye's face light up.
"It seems that the Wentian Willow tree has not disappeared yet. Many strong men in the second heaven are still fighting for the Wentian Willow tree!"
Although he spent a long time cultivating in the immortal world, in fact, only more than four months had passed in the outside world.
With this thought, Xiao Ye accelerated his speed and flew towards the Wentian Willow Tree.
"Made, these iron-clad spirit servants are too perverted, and their number is getting larger and larger. If we continue to fight, my life will be lost here, so we should leave quickly."
"That's right. Anyway, I heard that there are other treasures and opportunities in the Immortal Mountain. There is no need for us to fight to the death with these iron-clad spirit servants."
"Alas, the luckiest thing is that the boy who practiced the ancient scriptures of Taichu actually snatched away three pieces of the Wentian Liu."
"How lucky is he? I heard that he was chased by Long Wanhai all the way to the undead world. I'm afraid he will never come out alive again."
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In the vast immortal mountain, three warriors were flying forward and talking.
Each of them is a strong person at the peak level of the spiritual level. They are powerful, but their spiritual bodies are covered with blood stains, and their auras are also quite weak, as if they have experienced a fierce battle.
"Um?"
At this moment, one of the warriors seemed to feel something. He looked forward and was stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"It's actually him? How is this possible!"
The other two warriors looked forward and were also stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
At this moment, a tall and tall young man wearing a gilt robe appeared in their sight, flying towards their direction. Who else could he be if it wasn't Xiao Ye?
Xiao Ye had already discovered these three people and flew over with a calm expression.
He had some impression of these three people.
Although they are all at the peak of the spiritual level, their strength is probably around eighty on the world spirit list. However, judging from the appearance of these three people, it seems that they have no intention of taking action against him.
"Xiao Ye, you can actually come out of the undead alive? This is incredible!" The three warriors all reacted, with shock on their faces.
"Xiao Ye, are you still going to ask Tianliu?"
"You'd better not go. There are too many iron-clad spirit servants guarding the Wentian Willow Tree. Even the thirty-fifth strong man on the world spirit list has been killed. Now most of the warriors have been forced to leave. Dare you
Those who stayed to continue robbing Wentian Liu were almost thirty people, and Long Wanhai was among them."
One of the warriors even kindly reminded him.
"oh?"
Xiao Ye was slightly surprised when he heard this.
Have the number of iron-clad spiritual servants guarding Wentian Liu actually increased again?
"Thanks for the reminder."
Xiao Ye nodded to the three of them, flew through the air, and quickly disappeared from their sight.
"Damn, we kindly reminded him, but what's the attitude of this kid?"
"Hmph, he wants to go back and die, and we can't stop him. Let's go."
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Both warriors looked dissatisfied. Only the other warrior's eyes were a little solemn: "Xiao Ye's current aura... seems a bit unusual."
The next moment, he turned around and followed him regardless of his companions.
"Unusual?"
"It seems a bit."
The two warriors were stunned for a moment before they reacted, looked at each other, and followed.
On the other side, as Xiao Ye moved forward quickly, the huge willow tree shrouded in mist finally appeared in sight.
The soft green willow branches are hanging down one by one, as if they have evolved endless Taoist rhyme, containing monstrous murderous intent. Looking at it, the iron-clothed spirit servants with cold light flowing around are like returning yin soldiers to yang, motivating the undead mountain.
The huge Qi machine makes everything in the world tremble, guarding around the Wentian willow tree.
One after another, fresh corpses were lying in a pile near the Wentian willow tree, and the ground was dyed red with blood.
"A total of thirty iron-clad spiritual attendants!"
Xiao Ye glanced away, and although he had been mentally prepared, he still took a breath of cold air.
Last time, only ten iron-clad spirit warriors blocked many powerful spiritual warriors, but this time there were thirty. How many iron-clad spiritual warriors did this Wentian Willow tree give birth to? It was simply too terrifying.
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At this moment, there were only about twenty warriors fighting against these thirty iron-clad spirit warriors.
These more than twenty strong men each have a majestic appearance. The ancient sutras on their bodies are roaring continuously, overwhelming the heavens. All kinds of sutras are flying into the sky, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger. They are joining forces to fight against the iron-clad spirit servant, trying to rush through.
He used to snatch Wentian Liu and refused to give up.
Needless to say, these more than 20 powerful men are naturally ranked in the 30s on the World Spirit Ranking.
Although they were not many in number, they rarely gave up their arrogance and joined forces with each other to fight with thirty iron-clad spiritual servants.
After another attack was blocked, the more than twenty strong men withdrew from the attack range of the Iron-clad Spirit Attendant, preparing to rest and continue attacking.
At their level, ordinary cosmic spiritual treasures can no longer allow them to break through in strength.
However, Wentianliu can do it, so naturally they will not give up easily.
As long as they join forces to kill all the Iron-clad Spirit Servers, these Wentian Willows will belong to them, and the sacrifice will be worth it.
"Xiao Ye?"
A man wearing a purple crown inadvertently glanced ahead, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face turned ferocious, and a murderous intent erupted from his body.
"Long Wanhai." Seeing that he was discovered, Xiao Ye did not hide it, and showed up openly, attracting a series of surprised looks.
They were extremely impressed by this young man who suddenly snatched away three Wentian Liu pieces at a critical moment.
"Little bastard, you can actually come out of the undead world?" Long Wanhai rose into the sky.
"Everyone, after I deal with this kid, I will work with you to deal with these iron-clad spirit servants!" Long Wanhai said gloomily.
He didn't care too much about losing three pieces of Wentian Liu. What he cared about was that his treasure was snatched away by Xiao Ye. This was a shame for him.
"what ever."
"It's best to hurry up. I think this kid has refined the three pieces of Wentian Liu. These iron-clad spirit servants are getting ready to make a move."
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The more than twenty strong men sitting cross-legged all said indifferently, not even showing much interest in watching the battle.
