The strong will naturally focus on the better-quality spirit lottery, while the weaker ones can only adhere to the principle of proximity, and fight for the most easily snatched spirit lotuses that are closest to them.

This time, the number of monks attracted by the spiritual lotus from heaven was extremely large, so the scene was bound to be chaotic.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, streamers of light drifted in all directions, and soon revealed various colors. In an instant, almost all the monks moved and rushed towards their targets.

Some people were in groups, some were fighting on their own, the scene was extremely lively, and in an instant, most of the spiritual lottery had been settled, and the rest were still in contention.

Several monks beside Lu Ye also rose into the sky, taking advantage of this opportunity, he moved quickly.

The hidden spirit pattern is still maintained, so the speed is very slow, which is roughly equivalent to a person's normal walking speed. It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, but if it is too fast, the hidden spirit pattern will fail. Under the premise, this is already the fastest speed.

All kinds of chaotic spiritual power fluctuations came from behind, occasionally mixed with curses and roars, as well as exclamations and screams.

No need to look back, Lu Ye also knew that the fight over there was intense and the scene was lively.

Normally, monks would not fight desperately if they were gifted by God, but the situation in the hunting ground is different. It is easy for each other to judge whether the other party is in the same camp as them. .

While absconding, suddenly a scream came from far and near, and quickly spread to his ears.

Lu Ye immediately turned his head, and saw a monk falling from the sky covered in blood at a glance. This guy obviously lost in the battle just now, and he didn't know who was injured. Just judging by the amount of bleeding, the injury was obviously not serious. If not, it would not be impossible to maintain the figure.

Coincidentally, the place where this person landed was exactly where Lu Ye was standing.

If this hit was real, Lu Ye thought to himself that even if his physique was comparable to that of a physical practitioner of the same level, he would definitely not be able to resist.

Without any hesitation, he quickly flashed aside.

With this action, the hidden spirit pattern that had been maintained was broken by itself, and the figure was revealed.

With a sound of hitting the ground, the dirt on the ground flew, and the person who fell from the sky fell heavily on the ground, and barely stopped after rolling several times. He tried to get up with his body, but failed twice after trying hard. A mouthful of blood spurted out, half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, his face pale as paper.

His almost distracted eyes suddenly fixed on the back of his hand, where a bright red light bloomed!

someone! And it belongs to the Haotian League!

The person immediately raised his head and saw Lu Ye standing not far away with a slightly helpless expression.

Lu Ye, who just wanted to leave this place quietly, obviously did not expect such a thing to happen to him.

At this moment, a faint blue light bloomed on the back of Lu Ye's hand. The light was not strong, but it was extremely conspicuous in the environment covered by the blood curtain.

With a helpless look on his face, his eyes lowered slightly, Lu Ye exerted strength with his feet, and he pounced like a cheetah, and the Panshan Knife came out of its sheath with a bang!

He didn't know how high this unlucky ghost's cultivation base was, but the other party obviously looked seriously injured, and since he broke his whereabouts, it was impossible to pretend that he didn't see it.

Seeing that Lu Ye was coming, the man gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but he was severely injured, and fell from mid-air just now. Not to mention his spiritual power was slackened, how many bones were broken in his body, how could he stand still? get up.

Before he got up, Lu Ye passed him by, and the fiery red saber light made an arc, cutting across the opponent's neck.

The figure of the man froze in place, his mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

A little red light flew out and landed on the back of Lu Ye's hand.

Another figure descended from the sky, and the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power on his body showed that this person was a strong person in the ninth layer of Yunhe!

Lu Ye turned and stared at the other party, looked at the back of the other party's hands, and relaxed his nervousness.

Everyone's battlefield imprints did not respond, indicating that they belonged to the Haotian League. JrNovels.com