Humanity’s Great Sage

Following the killing of the black streamer, the pressure on Cangming Mountain dropped sharply, and the guardian of Cangming Mountain immediately saw the opportunity and shouted: "Let's fight, kill the enemy!"

It's okay to be beaten all the time without fighting back, and this is a good time to fight back.

The big formation opened, and the resentful monks from Cangming Mountain roared out. At the same time, many Haotianmeng monks who were watching the situation nearby also flocked to attack. The Wanmoling monks stationed at Cangming Mountain fought back.

Receiving support from Cangming Mountain, many Haotianmeng monks entered the Cangming Mountain garrison together, and the protective formation was reopened. For a while, the defensive strength of the garrison increased greatly.

In this way, if Wanmo Ridge came to attack the garrison again, Cangming Mountain would have the power to resist.

And not long after the start of this battle, the black streamer was already wrapped in the power of purple thunder and quickly disappeared.

Until now, the two guardian envoys of Cangming Mountain did not know who it was.

After some interrogation, I got the answer.

"It's this one?" The guardian envoy had a dazed expression on his face, "But... isn't this a doctor?" He remembered that he was seriously injured a few years ago, and the headmaster took him to the Jade Blood Sect in a hurry, looking for This is healing, this uncle's healing methods are extremely good, she only took three days to recover from such an injury, it is said that in the entire Bingzhou practice circle, her medical skills can be ranked first Yes, the medical skill of bringing the dead back to life with one hand has saved many people.

He is really confused!

In the black streamer, next to the graceful figure, the purple thunder kept flashing, turning into countless tiny thunder whips, whipping her body.

Although she has tried her best to control the number of murders, the punishment of Tianji is not a joke. The purple thunder is extremely destructive and corrosive. Ordinary monks would be overwhelmed by any contamination, but at this moment she was wrapped in that thunder. But as if nothing happened, there was no sign of pain.

She looked forward and flew with all her strength, hurry up, hurry up!

At an unknown distance in front of her, Lu Ye was fleeing in embarrassment on Amber. A figure behind him chased after him.

The other party's expression was relaxed and freehand, as if he was crushing an ant.

A huge finger of spiritual power appeared on top of Lu Ye's head and quickly pressed down. He was the ant that was crushed!

Hu Po moved left and right, but still couldn't avoid the opponent's attack range. When the finger of spiritual power was pressed, Lu Ye roared and urged the guarding spirit pattern, and pressed it above his head.

Even if he kept urging his spiritual power to maintain this defensive spirit pattern, he couldn't resist the opponent's attack. There was a cracking sound, and the defensive pattern shattered.

Lu Ye instantly felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain, and Hu Po under him roared angrily and fell to his knees with a plop.

He couldn't breathe, and his chest was heavy. Just when Lu Ye felt that he was going to die, he suddenly heard the sound of clanging swords, followed by a roar: "Sword lunatic from Beixuan Sword Sect?"

The pressure on the top of the head disappeared immediately. Lu Ye turned his head to look, and saw a figure of a man in Tsing Yi beside him at some point. He couldn't see the man's appearance clearly because his back was facing Lu Ye and he was holding a long sword. .

"Is the Beixuan Sword Sect going to intervene too?" the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge who came after him shouted angrily, his voice obviously a little apprehensive.

"Go!" The man in Tsing Yi was obviously not a talkative person, so he said softly to Lu Ye.

"Thank you, brother!" Lu Ye thanked and fled in a hurry.

Beixuan Sword Sect, if I remember correctly, is one of the top ten first-rank sects in Bingzhou, Yu Xiaodie told him this before.

After running not far, there was a fierce confrontation behind them, and the sound of swords whistling and whistling could be heard endlessly!

After a very thorough investigation, the distance to the Cangming Mountain station is getting closer and closer, but the further you go, the greater the resistance you encounter. Lu Ye doesn't know if he can reach the Cangming Mountain station smoothly, but he has no choice now , Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, you can only bite the bullet and rush through.

Fortunately, the Haotian League is very strong. Whenever there is a strong person that Lu Ye can't resist, there will always be people from the Haotian League to take over and resist.

Half a day later, Lu Ye was forced to stop at a peak. This mountain was extremely strange, as if it had been cut off in the middle by someone with a single knife. The flowers and plants only grow to the position below the peak, as if there is an invisible boundary there, blocking all vitality.

On the map of Shifen, the golden light roof is marked here.

This is a mountain with a name. It is difficult to count the number of such mountains in the wilderness. Generally, they do not have their own names. There are many peaks, as well as the Baifeng Mountain passing by.

In such a comparison, such a very special mountain seems a bit extraordinary.

It is rumored that the terrain here was created by a peerless strong man with a knife, but the strongest in the entire Lingxi battlefield are those who have practiced the heaven-level exercises. Even if these people are ten times stronger, they will not It is possible to create such a spectacular spectacle.

How the Golden Light Dome was formed has always been a mystery.

At this moment, more than a dozen monks from the Haotian League surrounded Lu Ye, and the monks from Wanmo Ridge gathered in all directions.

There is nowhere to escape.

Although the strength of the cultivators of the Haotian League is not weak, there are so many people on the other side. After the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge surrounded this place, they were not in a hurry to act, but kept sending messages.

As the information spread, the news that Jade Blood Sect Lu Ye was trapped in the Golden Light Dome spread, and the monks from the two nearby camps rushed over here one after another, and fighting broke out halfway.

"Everyone, I can't wait any longer. I'm afraid no one will be able to leave if I wait any longer." A burly physique yelled loudly.

"Then kill it!" Someone echoed.

"It's not difficult to just kill it, but I'm afraid this little fellow Taoist who wants to protect the Jade Blood Sect will not be able to."

"Then what should we do, wait here to die?"

"It's impossible to wait for death. Before you die, you must drag a few of them on the road together."

"Boy, are you afraid of death?" someone asked Lu Ye.

"Afraid!"

The person who asked the question was at a loss for words for a moment, and was confused by Lu Ye as to how to answer.

"But I don't want to wait here to die." Lu Ye slowly drew his sword: "Lu Ye is grateful for the support of all senior brothers today. Wanmo Ridge is targeting me. Senior brothers, please break through, and I will try my best to keep up with you." , if you can't keep up, you don't have to pay attention to my life or death."

A slap was slapped on the back of Lu Ye's head, and the burly body repaired: "A fifth-level realm, what a prestige to show off, it's not your turn to die before we die!"

He took a deep breath, and his originally burly body suddenly swelled up. His muscles were well-defined, his body was raised high, his blood was boiling, and the heat was rolling. Hurry up!"

Someone told Lu Ye: "Don't die. If you die, Wanmo Ridge will win this match. If this is the case, I will not rest in peace when I die."

This dispute has continued to this day, and many cultivators of the Haotian Union are no longer bothered to pay attention to the grievances and grievances of the previous generation. In their minds, they simply cannot let Wanmo Ridge win. As for the price they have to pay ...Will no one die on the battlefield of Lingxi? Even without this conflict, Haotianmeng and Wanmoling would still be fighting each other every day.

"Kill!" With a roar, everyone, led by the body repairer, broke through in one direction. In that direction, many monks from Wanmo Ridge retreated immediately. At the same time, a Dao spell came from there.

The leader's body resisted the attacks of those spells, and rushed forward like a mad cow. The numerous Haotianmeng monks who followed him tried their best to break through.

However, this time the breakout failed after all, because what everyone had to face was not only the pressure ahead, but also other directions.

After a while, the people who had rushed more than a dozen feet were suppressed and came back. Almost everyone in the group was injured, but Lu Ye, who was surrounded in the middle, was unscathed.

"Come again!" Ti Xiu roared, and broke out in another direction. In that direction, a group of Haotianmeng monks were coming. As long as they can join them, there is a high chance of escaping.

However, with the passage of time, more and more monks gathered from Wanmo Ridge, and the group of monks from Haotianmeng who killed them were also divided, and they fought on their own!

Lu Ye and the others were even more suppressed in place, unable to move. There were less than ten of the original dozen people left!

The raging flames were burning, but it was a few Dharma cultivators standing in mid-air that activated the spells. Although those Dharma cultivators were dressed in different clothes, they all had a flame on their foreheads that seemed to be burning ragingly, obviously from the same family. , Following their actions, one after another fire dragons rushed down from the air, and attacked the leader Ti Xiu. Although the Ti Xiu fought hard, he was still burnt and bruised all over his body.

Desperation appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the body repair was seriously injured, so they had no hope of breaking out.

The fire dragon started again, barking its teeth and claws. Those Dharma cultivators obviously wanted to completely solve the physical cultivation. Without the physical cultivation in front of them, Lu Ye and others were fish on the chopping board.

"What do you... want to do to my little junior brother...?"

At this critical moment, a suppressed and angry voice suddenly came, even in this extremely noisy battlefield, it was still clearly heard by everyone.

At the first two words, the voice was still quite distant, but when the last word fell, the man had already approached.

The black streamer rushed, wrapped in the power of lavender thunder, and rushed directly in front of the Faxiu who performed the fire dragon technique, the speed was beyond imagination.

Faxiu's expression changed, he quickly turned around, and shot a fire dragon at the person coming.