Humanity’s Great Sage

Outside the Wandu Forest, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge looked solemn, ready to fight.

All parties kept sending messages, and all Wanmo Ridge knew Lu Ye's movements like the back of their hands.

"Senior Brother Wu, Lu Yiye is already a hundred miles away and will be here soon." Qin Zheng of Qianyu Sect walked to a man.

The one he called Senior Brother Wu was none other than Wu Beihan, who was ranked thirty-three on the Lingxi list. This person came from a first-rank sect, and was much stronger than Qin Zheng.

Wuyin Mountain's pursuit of Lu Ye was led by Qin Zheng, who suffered heavy losses and shamed himself and the Qianyu Sect behind him.

Now there are a lot of strong men dispatched from Wanmo Ridge, and there are more than ten strong men on the Lingxi list here alone, so it is naturally not Qin Zheng's turn to issue orders.

"How many people are there around him?" Wu Beihan looked in the direction of Lu Yelai. For the monks in the inner circle, Bailidi was already very close.

"About three or four hundred."

"Only three or four hundred..." Wu Beihan snorted softly, "It's nothing to be afraid of."

There are three or four thousand people gathered here in Wanmo Ridge. Although a large number of people are scattered to surround Wandu Forest, there are more than 700 people in Wanmo Ridge in this direction.

Only three or four hundred people from the Haotian League came here, no doubt looking for their own death.

Qin Zheng wanted to remind Wu Beihan not to underestimate the enemy, but after thinking about it, the difference in the number of the enemy and us was nearly double, and it was impossible for Wanmoling to lose this round anyway, so he pressed down and said nothing, so as not to be ridiculed for being timid and fearful again.

Because of Wuyin Mountain's defeat before, he was complained by many people both openly and secretly, saying that it was because of his wrong decision-making that caused heavy losses to Wanmo Ridge and a great loss of face.

But in fact, in such an environment, he was ordered in the face of danger, how could he make a good decision? The entire Wuyin Mountain chased and killed, almost being led by the nose by Lu Ye.

Wu Beihan was undoubtedly a prudent person. Even though his side had the upper hand and said there was nothing to be afraid of, he still cautiously ordered people to check the surrounding layout.

They have arranged many formations in this area, and some people bought spiritual weapons from the treasure house of heavenly secrets to capture and restrain people.

It is a kind of spiritual weapon in the shape of a big net, which requires the joint efforts of several people to cast, and is usually used to capture some huge and difficult monsters.

Every spirit net is worth a lot, but this time Wanmo Ridge bought more than a dozen spirit nets to deal with Lu Ye. If Lu Yiye didn't show up, that's all.

Wu Beihan looked at a certain place in the crowd. There was a small and unremarkable monk. His life was ordinary, and he belonged to the type that no one would take a second look at him when he was thrown in the crowd. The aura is only at the level of Tianba.

But few of the cultivators gathered here in Wanmo Ridge knew that this person was the ninth ghost cultivator on the Lingxi list, Ghost Shadow.

It is no secret that Lu Ye can kill monks at the ninth level with his cultivation base of Tianqi. Therefore, if he really wants to deal with Lu Ye, the ghost cultivator's attack and kill is undoubtedly a sharp blade that can be expected. The arrival of the powerful ghost cultivator and ghost shadow also made Wu Beihan full of confidence in this operation.

Everything was ready, hundreds of monks held their breath and concentrated, just waiting for the people from the Haotian League to show up.

Time passed, until at a certain moment, someone whispered: "Here we come!"

At the end of the field of vision, a large stream of light rushed towards this side. It was the monks of the Haotian League who were escorting Lu Ye, and the leaders were more than a dozen sword cultivators from the Beixuan Sword Sect.

There was an uproar on the Wanmo Ridge side.

Hundreds of people from the Haotian League rushed over so blatantly, which undoubtedly made them feel slighted, and at the same time they were a little puzzled. What the hell is the Haotian League going to do? These people are monks in the inner circle, so there is no reason for them .

In the distance, in the camp of the Haotian Union, looking in the direction of Wandulin, Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice, "Friend Lu, there are still twenty miles left!"

"knew."

Lu Ye, who had been sitting cross-legged behind Lianzhou, stood up slowly, and said in a clear voice: "All fellow Taoists, Ye is very grateful for your support all the way. The next thing is left to me. Please play it by ear."

A cultivator of Tianjiu laughed loudly: "Brother Yiye, I don't know what method you are going to use, but Wanmo Ridge is very powerful now, and it may be difficult for you to accomplish things alone. Since we are here, I am not afraid to accompany you." You go for a while, but as you said before, if you can’t do something, you still have to run, so as to keep the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood, Brother Yiye.”

"Yes and yes and!"

"Ten miles!" Yu Lianzhou shouted heavily. From this position, he could already feel the fluctuation of spiritual power urged by the cultivator at Wanmo Ridge on the opposite side.

Lu Ye sacrificed his own spirit boat, jumped down from Lianzhou's flying sword, raised his hand to drink a bottle of prepared squirrel wine, and at the same time, the spirit boat swayed slightly, and rushed to the forefront.

The next moment, with thousands of pairs of eyes on both sides, Lu Ye's body was suddenly enveloped by a bright red spiritual power.

The rich spiritual power flows, gushes, gathers, and turns into the shape of an egg, tightly wrapping the land leaf.

The violent fluctuations of spiritual power spread in all directions, and the surface of the egg, all kinds of complex patterns evolved rapidly, dazzling the viewers.

The group of Haotianmeng had already sensed that Lu Ye was holding back some powerful means on the road, and at this moment they naturally widened their eyes to see clearly, but they were confused.

Because no one could see what Lu Ye's method was.

Also puzzled were the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge. Lu Ye suddenly rushed out, using his own spiritual power to condense the shape of an egg, and hid himself inside. Looking at that posture, it seemed that he wanted to forcefully charge?

But what if you protect yourself so tightly? More than 700 monks in the core circle came down with a concentrated fire attack, even if it came to the real lake, they had to weigh it.

The tide-like spiritual power surged crazily, and the lines on the spiritual power egg that wrapped the landing leaf became clearer and shone with dazzling luster.

The spiritual power stored in the spirit storage pattern built in front of the chest was completely consumed in less than three breaths, followed by the spiritual power stored in the second storage spirit pattern, and then other The spiritual power in the spirit pattern of Chu Ling, and finally the spiritual power flowing in Lu Ye's spiritual aperture.

Never before has Lu Ye's spiritual power been consumed so severely.

Outsiders can only see the various changes on the surface of the spiritual power egg, but in fact there are more changes inside the spiritual power egg. The fragments of the spiritual patterns carried in one or two hundred leaves of the talent tree were consumed by Lu Ye in a very short period of time. The spiritual power was constructed, and then pieced together and fused together.

It consumes not only spiritual power, but also mental power.

The Haotianmeng monks who were following Lu Ye were the first to notice something was wrong, because the extremely dangerous aura emanating from the spiritual power egg wrapped around Lu Ye made their skin tingle.

Originally planning to follow Lu Ye into the battle, the Haotianmeng monks who entered the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, under the leadership of Lianzhou, all stopped their figures, and the corners of their eyes twitched as they watched the one quickly approaching the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge camp. spiritual eggs.

They didn't dare to follow any longer. Although they didn't see what method Lu Ye was using, it was obviously a very powerful and dangerous method.

Once displayed, it is very likely that they will be injured by mistake.

Recalling what Lu Ye said before, the cultivators of the Haotian League finally understood his confidence.

At this moment, everyone was only three miles away from the cultivator at Wanmo Ridge.

Even these three miles are rapidly being drawn closer.

The Wanmo Ridge side finally realized that something was wrong, because the surface of the approaching spiritual power egg was scorching red, as if it was about to burst, and the palpitating aura made their hearts tremble even after a few miles.

Wu Beihan stared fixedly at the spiritual egg, and the warning signs surging in his heart told him to escape from this place as soon as possible, but the dignity of the monk prevented him from moving.

Hundreds of people face one person, if they escape like this, what's the point?

He didn't notice that the ghostly figure in the crowd had already disappeared for the first time, and went somewhere.

A powerful ghost cultivator like Ghost Shadow has an extremely keen sense of crisis, and the sense of horror of the imminent disaster makes him dare not stay here anymore!

Two miles, one mile...

Wu Beihan shouted angrily: "Kill!"

The moment the words fell, many formations were activated, and the overwhelming spells and imperial weapons blasted towards the oncoming spiritual eggs. covered the past.

Kachacha...

Cracks were cracked on the surface of the scorching red spiritual power egg, and the moment it shattered suddenly, a clear and loud cry resounded through the world.

Orange flames spread and swept in all directions, and a huge firebird appeared out of thin air.

The fire bird was more than ten feet long, with long feathers trailing behind it, with a wingspan of nearly twenty feet. It had a graceful posture and a vivid expression. The feather patterns covering its body were clearly visible, just like a living thing.

Its wings vibrated, and wherever it passed, the space was distorted by burning, and many spells hit it, like a stone sinking into the sea, and many imperial weapons lost their spirituality in an instant, and the prohibition was completely destroyed. The dozen or so spiritual nets that fell to the ground melted and covered it, and it was even more difficult to stop its graceful figure from moving forward.

On this day, a divine bird appeared in the world, shaking the world!

All the monks who saw this scene stared at the huge firebird with dull and trembling eyes.

"Four Elephants Holy Beast, Suzaku!"

Yu Lianzhou murmured, even if he is an excellent swordsman, the heart of the sword is shaking at this moment, and his scalp is numb.

The four elephant holy beasts, he has only seen records in the sect classics, and has never seen them with his own eyes.

And here today, he saw it.

After a while, I was afraid that if I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and hadn't continued to follow Lu Ye, the moment the Suzaku appeared, my side might have suffered heavy losses.

Not only him, but the cultivators of the Haotian League are counted one by one, and all of them are in palpitations.

They all guessed that Lu Ye was going to use a powerful method, but only now did they realize that this method was a bit too powerful.

Moreover, what kind of method is this? It even managed to get out the Four Elephants Holy Beast.

Of course, everyone knew that this was not the real four-image holy beast. The real four-image holy beast might just shake its wings, and the entire Lingxi battlefield would collapse.

This is only condensed by Lu Ye with his own spiritual power. The key question is, can monks in the Lingxi Realm activate such a method?