Sage of Humanity

Although Lu Ye has been promoted to Tianjiu for a few days, since he has not shown his cultivation in front of others since he was promoted, his label on the Lingxi list is still only Tianjiu.

In the entire Lingxi battlefield, no one except Hua Ci knew that he had been promoted to Tian Jiu.

The two previous departures from the Wandu Forest were both quickly revealing their whereabouts, which attracted many monks from Wanmoling to besiege them, making it extremely lively.

This time, it was much cleaner, and three streams of light swept away in the distance until the spirit boat flew hundreds of miles away.

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In the core circle, many cultivators are in high places in the air for the convenience of traveling. Generally speaking, there is not much risk, because as long as they are vigilant enough, even if they are caught by the enemy, they will still have a chance to escape unless they are hit by each other. The speed difference is too big.

Seeing those three streams of light, Lu Ye flew straight towards the other party.

The three over there obviously saw Lu Ye, so they stopped and waited.

These three people don't know where they came from, and they don't know where they are going. Lu Ye doesn't know their camp, and they don't know Lu Ye's camp.

If everyone is in the same camp, then naturally there will be no disputes. If they belong to the hostile camp, with three enemies and one, they can also take advantage of it.

The distance from each other was quickly shortened.

When they were about a hundred feet tall, one of the three suddenly had a heartbeat, looked at Lu Ye with all his eyesight, and said at the same time, "Senior Brother Li, do you think that guy looks like Lu Yiye?"

The other two were startled, and the cultivator called Senior Brother Li said, "Don't scare you as a brother."

I suddenly remembered that this place is not too far from Wandu Forest, and it is really possible to meet Lu Yiye's fellow, so I quickly used my eyesight, what caught my eye was a young man who was rapidly approaching them. The young man was still crouching on his shoulders. With a snow-white monster.

If not Lu Yiye, who is it?

"Run!" The cultivator surnamed Li shouted, and the three suddenly panicked, and they set up to escape from the place.

However, it was already too late. When the sound of breaking the air sounded, the nine streamers were divided into three groups and attacked the three of them.

The cultivation of the three of them is not too high, two Tian Ba ​​and one Tian Qi, how can they block Lu Ye's imperial power?

Short screams sounded, and blood splattered from the sky. When Lu Ye arrived at their original position, all three were dead.

After being promoted to Tianjiu, Lu Ye's strength increased greatly, and he became more and more comfortable in killing these Wanmoling monks.

Yiyi dodged out, cleaned the battlefield at will, took back the spoils, and Lu Ye hit the road again.

Along the way, whenever he encounters a monk, Lu Ye has to go forward to confirm the camp of the other party.

After a few days, none of the Wanmoling cultivators he met were spared, and they were all beheaded on the spot.

Three days later, Lu Ye's figure appeared outside the protective formation at the Wanmoling resident station called Xuanqing Palace.

Insight into the spiritual pattern to support the eyes, and observe the nodes of this great formation.

A monk with long sleeves and wide robes heard the news and shouted to Lu Ye across a large light curtain: "Who is coming?"

After asking, he looked at Lu Ye carefully, then his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice in horror: "Lu Yiye?"

The cultivator was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he never expected that the famous Lu Yiye would suddenly appear outside his residence, and looking at his posture, it was obvious that the visitor was not good.

He hurriedly activated his spiritual power and shouted, "Lu Yiye is here!"

With a roar, the station suddenly boiled, and streams of light rose into the air and rushed towards this side.

Outside the big light curtain, Lu Ye had raised his hand and threw out a few flags. With his actions, the spiritual power stopped flowing in the light curtain in the area covered by the flags.

He raised his hand and lifted a corner of the great formation like a door curtain, and Shi Shiran walked in.

At this time, several faster monks have arrived here, and more are already on their way.

The few cultivators who rushed to this place saw Lu Ye breaking into their own quarters, how could they be polite? They all urged the means to hit Lu Ye.

At the moment when the Panshan sword was unsheathed, with the blessing of Fengxing's spiritual pattern, Lu Ye's figure swayed and swayed, avoiding all attacks delicately, and rushed straight to a cultivator, raising the sword in his hand.

Blood splattered!

He kept growing and rushed towards the next one...

In just three breaths, five corpses lay on the spot, and blood dripped from the Panshan sword.

More cultivators gathered, and one Tian Jiu roared loudly: "Lu Yiye, you are courting death!"

It was unbearable for anyone to single-handedly break into his own station to kill. Looking at the figures lying in the pool of blood, the eyes of many monks in Xuanqing Palace were red.

When the words of the nine monks fell that day, a series of magic techniques and the power of the imperial weapon blasted towards Lu Ye like a rain.

There was a clatter, and when the fiery red spiritual power flowed, Lu Ye spread his wings behind him and soared into the sky, and all the attacks that hit him were all in the air.

He crossed the crowd and stared at the shouting cultivator Tianjiu. The fiery red wings on his back were only slightly flapped twice, and then he slaughtered directly in front of them.

An indescribable sense of oppression came on his face, accompanied by Sen Leng's murderous intention. The anger and humiliation on the face of the nine monks that day had been replaced by awe and terror.

Although he also has Tianjiu cultivation base, he is not even qualified to rush into the Lingxi Ranking. Being stared at by a ranking like Lu Ye, there is no sense of security.

Now if you want to kill Lu Ye, you can only rely on the advantage of the number of people.

The figure moved, and Lu Ye had already rushed forward.

Why is this guy so fast? This day, a thought popped into the mind of the nine monks.

The flying wing spirit pattern is much more flexible than the flying of the imperial equipment, not to mention that Lu Ye also blessed himself with the Fengxing spirit pattern in order to dash faster.

The two major spiritual patterns were activated at the same time, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his speed was as fast as lightning.

The fire-wrapped Panshan knife slashed towards the nine monks that day, and the other party raised the spiritual tool in his hand to block it. However, as soon as the two spiritual tools came into contact with each other, he felt an overwhelming force attacking him and held it in his hand. The spiritual weapon flew out of his hand, the tiger's mouth burst open, and his arm was sore.

The whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably under the suppression of that huge force.

Seeing that Lu Ye's second knife was about to slash, he was shocked, and hurriedly reached into the storage bag and took out a golden talisman.

Before he could slap the golden talisman on his body, Lu Ye's long knife had already been cut off.

Blood was spilled, and the corpses were separated.

There were bursts of exclamations below, mixed with a mournful roar.

Without him, what Lu Ye killed was the envoy of Xuanqing Palace!

In the Xuanqing Palace, this guardian was very qualified, and he took care of the juniors and juniors. Seeing him being beheaded, the monks in the Xuanqing Palace naturally grieved in their hearts.

Lu Ye didn't know that this was someone's guardian envoy. He was just guessing. After all, even if it was a sect in the core circle, the number of Tianjiu cultivators in each family was limited, and each one was a valuable talent. Be strong first. Killing one can relieve the pressure on oneself and deter the enemy.

But now it seems that the effect of deterrence is not large, but it has inspired the determination of this group of Xuanqing Palace cultivators to share the enemy.

Everyone looked at him with red eyes, almost overflowing with anger.

After killing the nine monks of this day, Lu Ye's body fell to the ground. When he came to the ground, he turned sharply, sticking to the direction of the ground, and slaughtered towards the place with the densest crowd.

The weapon box hummed at the waist, and the nine imperial weapons flew out, twisting and spinning around each other, as if a top crashed directly into the crowd. Lu Ye's figure followed closely behind the top of the imperial weapon, and the Panshan knife in his hand kept slashing and slashing.

Screams and roars rang out one after another.

And the roar of Amber.

Every roar slammed into the minds of the monks in front, making them dizzy, and Lu Ye took the opportunity to kill the killer.

After a round of collision, more than a dozen corpses lay on the spot, and Lu Ye's body was also stained red with blood, both his own and his enemy's.

With one enemy, it is impossible for him to be unscathed. Fortunately, he has the guardian spirit pattern that he can use, so he can protect his vital position.

Lu Ye returned to the large light curtain again, with the long knife in his hand pointing diagonally to the ground, his eyes drooping slightly, and the many monks in the Xuanqing Palace opposite had lost their anger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone looked at Lu Ye in disbelief , the scene that should be noisy suddenly became extremely quiet.

Before that, if someone told them that there is a person in this world who can single-handedly enter a sect and kill the Quartet, and it is also the sect of a core circle, no one will believe it. The so-called manpower is sometimes poor, and the power of one person No matter how powerful it is, there is a limit.

Even Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian, who were among the three major cancers, couldn't do such a thing at the beginning. First of all, how to break through the protective formation and break into the station was a problem for them.

But now, such a thing is right in front of them, right under their noses!

There was a storm in the heart, looking at the figure covered in blood in front of him, a group of monks in Xuanqing Palace wanted to ask, are you still human?

Lu Ye didn't delay, and when the nine imperial instruments hummed, he slaughtered the enemy again.

Having learned from the previous experience, the Xuanqing Palace cultivators suddenly dispersed, and at the same time withdrew to the rear, Lu Ye chased after him, rushed all the way, and kept burying corpses along the way.

They went straight to the square in front of the Heavenly Secret Hall, where nearly seventy monks were already waiting in formation.

There are not many monks stationed in the core circle. On average, there are only more than 100 people in each family. Even if the number is larger, it will not exceed 200.

The Xuanqing Palace is naturally the same. There are only about 120 people from the entire sect, including its own monks and other sects.

However, in less than a cup of tea just now, 120 people have been killed by nearly 30%!

The rest of the people gathered in front of the Tianji Temple Square.

Physical cultivation comes first, military cultivation comes second, and Dharma cultivation comes next. As for the ghost cultivators, they have all hidden their traces, looking for suitable opportunities to attack.