Humanity’s Great Sage

The initial scale of the small islands in the sea of ​​chess is small, only about the size of a square, but as time goes by and they are attached to each other, the scale will become larger and larger.

The larger the island, the stronger the enemy's strength and the greater the number, because in the merger and elimination of the islands again and again, the party with little ability or fewer people has been killed.

Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the two sixth-level realms of Lu Yehuaci occupy a large island.

As the two small islands approached rapidly, Lu Ye noticed some abnormalities there.

On the small island opposite, there seemed to be someone fighting, and from time to time, the light of spells lit up from there.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the movement of the battle has become more obvious.

If there is a fight, it means that there are not only people from Wanmo Ridge on the opposite side, but also people from the Haotian League, but I don't know what the current situation of the two parties is fighting.

The fight on the opposite side was in full swing, and they obviously didn't notice that the two small islands were approaching, so maybe they could take advantage of it.

Lu Ye pondered for a while, and said to Hua Ci: "I'll go over and have a look, you stay here."

"careful."

Lu Ye mobilized his spiritual power, and immediately spread a pair of wings with fire spiritual power flowing from his back, turning into a stream of light and sweeping towards the small island in front of him.

After flying out of the small island and coming to the sea, Lu Ye felt that the spiritual power in his body was flowing out like a flood from a floodgate. The degree of this consumption was not much worse than that of his guarding spirit pattern of the same height.

Secretly startled, in the sea of ​​chess, it is really impossible to fly casually, or it is impossible to fly on the sea surface, the consumption is too great, and I don't know the reason for this.

Fortunately, the distance between the two small islands is not very far at the moment. After only a few breaths, Lu Ye landed on the opposite small island, retracted the wings behind his back, tried his best to suppress the flow of his own spiritual power, and swept towards the direction of the battle.

He didn't have much time, the two small islands were about to collide, and the people here would definitely be vigilant.

Fortunately, the size of the small island is not very large at the moment. After only a moment, Lu Ye arrived at the periphery of the battlefield. Looking around, there are five monks from Wanmo Ridge besieging two Haotianmen.

There were also three corpses lying on the ground, which showed that the battle was brutal.

Among the five Wanmoling cultivators, there are two Dharma cultivators, one body cultivator, one military cultivator, and one suspected ghost cultivator.

The two Haotianmeng monks, a man and a woman, were covered in blood and scars, and it seemed that the situation could not last long.

After all, he is two enemies and five, so he is definitely not an opponent. The reason why he can last until now is because the male cultivator of the Haotian League is an individual cultivator. The big shield has blocked a lot of attacks, and both of them are sure to win on Wanmo Ridge. They don't want to take too many risks, which really pushes others into a hurry. The other party may not have the means to die together. A companion lying on the ground is a lesson from the past.

They were not five against two at first, but six against four! After successfully beheading one person, a companion acted too hastily, and ended up being dragged away by a monk from the Haotian League.

In the current situation, they only need to trap these two people, break the big shield spirit weapon of the soldier, and there is no room for them to resist.

The three people in Wanmo Ridge except Faxiu gathered around the man and the woman, constantly harassing, while the two Faxiu stood a little farther away, and kept urging the magic spell on the premise of ensuring that they would not accidentally injure their companions. The method, bombarded on the large shield of the spiritual weapon, the aura on the large shield has been extremely dim, and may be annihilated at any time.

Under such a situation, it was as difficult for the two of Haotianmeng to get out of the predicament, and judging from the expressions of the two, it was clear that they had a will to die. They didn't want to ask for mercy, because they knew that begging for mercy was useless. There will be more humiliation, especially for female cultivators, if it really falls into the hands of the enemy, it must be a situation that life would be worse than death.

They are now waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to die with the enemy.

The opportunity comes in an instant!

There was a bang, the ground shook, the two small islands collided, and everyone was unable to stand firmly.

All the cultivators from Wanmo Ridge changed their faces. They encountered these Haotianmeng half an hour ago, so no one expected to encounter other islands so soon.

"Be careful!" One person shouted, but at the moment when the small island collided, two Haotianmeng monks rushed towards the soldier repairer together. Forward, the determination and fierceness in the eyes of the two made the soldier who was targeted flustered for a while.

"ah!"

The screams did not come from the targeted Bingxiu, but from another direction, and everyone was shocked.

A few Wanmo Ridge cultivators looked in the direction of the source of the sound, only to see a knife point protruding from the chest of a Faxiu standing outside the battlefield. Behind that Faxiu, there was a faint figure standing there got there.

How come so fast? Several people were startled.

When the islands collided, they realized that someone else might come. If it was a monk from Wanmo Ridge, everyone would be happy, but if it was from the Haotian League, the situation here would change.

What they didn't expect was that just as the small islands collided, one of their Faxiu was attacked and killed! Has the other party been hiding nearby?

No time to think about it, the war has begun.

At this moment, the two Haotianmeng monks had already charged in front of the Wanmoling Bingxiu, regardless of their care, as if they were going to drag him to death, they almost succeeded.

It's a pity that the two of them were seriously injured, and the soldier who was targeted was able to respond with his own body repair, and narrowly escaped death after being slashed.

The four of them immediately fought into a group, and the ghost cultivator of Wanmo Ridge was not idle, his breath suddenly became erratic, and he entered the battle group from the side. For a moment, the two of Haotianmeng were in danger.

At the same time, after Lu Ye dealt with one of the opponent's Dharma repairs, he exerted force on his feet and ran towards the second Dharma repairer, while shouting: "Hold on!"

Hearing the voice, the body cultivator holding a large shield didn't react yet, but the female cultivator holding two short knives showed a look of shock, because she felt that the voice sounded familiar... It's just that there is no time to check the identity of the person right now, she There are purple lines on her fair neck, even her eyes have turned purple, and the purple lines are still climbing up, making her look strange and beautiful.

Ghost Xiu is good at attacking and killing, and this kind of frontal confrontation is not her strong point, but at this moment, she has no other choice but to use her own strength with all her strength.

On the other side, Lu Ye moved around flexibly, avoiding a series of spells from the Faxiu.

As the distance quickly narrowed, Faxiu's eyes showed a trace of panic. He had never seen such a flexible Bingxiu before, and he easily dodged every spell of his own.

Seeing that Lu Ye was about to pounce on him, Faxiu gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power surged all over his body, and a huge repulsive force swept towards the four directions.

Lu Ye staggered from the impact, and taking this opportunity, Faxiu hurriedly approached the monks from Wanmo Ridge.

However, after running a few steps, a scorching breath came from the side, and when he turned his head to look, what caught his eyes was a fat firebird with flapping wings.

He hastily waved his hand, and a spiritual barrier stood in front of him.

With a bang, the Firebird hit the barrier, and its spiritual power exploded. The impact made him shake for a while, and amidst the disordered spiritual power, Lu Ye blatantly rushed out with a knife.

The Panshan knife was raised, and the flaming red light flashed, and a forearm flew out in response to the sound, and the long knife was drawn back and stabbed straight, piercing several bloody holes in Faxiu's body amidst Faxiu's screams.

Boom... Before Faxiu died, a magic spell hit Lu Ye's chest, but was blocked by the guardian spirit pattern. The huge impact made Lu Ye fly out and fall to the ground.

He hurriedly got up, looked up, and saw that Faxiu had already knelt down on the ground, threw himself down, and a little red light flew over from there.

Lu Ye tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. He had sworn a long time ago that if he sees a Faxiu who is not pleasing to the eye, he will kill him first!

Without delay, he went to meet the two Haotianmeng monks without stopping.

It seemed that Lu Ye's arrival had given them hope of survival, or perhaps their plan to die with the enemy had been thwarted. The man and woman were fighting and retreating at the moment, moving closer to Lu Ye.

But the injuries of the two were too serious, and they were two against three, obviously they couldn't hold on for too long, they walked along the road, leaving one bloody footprint after another.

The attack of the three people in Wanmo Ridge became more and more fierce.

It wasn't until Lu Ye joined the battle group that the situation stabilized. At this time, the female cultivator finally knew who it was, and she was in a complicated mood. She never thought that they would meet again here.

"Let's go!" Lu Ye waved the Panshan knife to block the attack of the opposite person, and shouted.

Even with him joining, the situation is still at a disadvantage. If the fight continues like this, Lu Ye will not be afraid, but the two of them will surely die.

The female cultivator and the physical cultivator were still a little hesitant, and Lu Ye yelled again: "Go!"

Without hesitation, the two of Haotianmeng immediately turned and fled.

Lu Ye's pressure increased sharply. With one person fighting against three enemies, and they were all at the seventh level, even he couldn't resist.

A desktop-sized guardian spirit pattern appeared in front of him. As Lu Ye's spiritual power frantically passed, the attacks of the three people on the opposite side continued to fall.

After only holding on for three breaths, Lu Ye couldn't hold it anymore. He felt his internal organs vibrate, and his throat was full of bloody smell.

At the same time as he removed the guarding spirit pattern, he slashed horizontally with his saber, and while forcing the three of them back, he turned and ran away.

When the three people from Wanmo Ridge looked up again, Lu Ye had already run ten feet away. He was amazed at how fast this kid was. The three of them urged the way of the imperial weapon together, and the three spiritual weapons turned into streamers He came to attack and kill Lu Ye.

Sensing the murderous intent behind him, Lu Ye soared into the sky without even thinking about it, with fiery red wings spread out behind him.

He didn't activate the guarding spirit pattern, because he felt that he couldn't stop it, and even if he couldn't stop it, the huge impact would cause him to be seriously injured in an instant.