This discovery surprised Lu Ye to the extreme, but after careful consideration, it made sense.

For a long time, the talent tree has been able to incinerate energy that invades the body and is harmful to oneself. Many toxins are like this, so as long as the talent tree has enough fuel, Lu Ye can be immune to all poisons. Punishment cannot be avoided, but if you look deeper, it has the same nature as toxin. For Lu Ye, both are energy that invades the body and is harmful to oneself.

That being the case, the talent tree can naturally burn it.

It's just that in comparison, the movement of burning the Soul Extinguishing Thunder is much larger than that of burning the toxin, and it seems to consume more fuel.

In just a short moment, Lu Ye felt light all over, and the purple thunder that wrapped around his body disappeared.

Originally, he had some scruples about making a move, because he didn't dare to kill too many people, and only made up his mind to kill a few key figures to scare off the other monks of the New Moon Gate.

At this moment, he found that the talent tree could even be burned by the Soul Slayer God Thunder, so he no longer had any worries.

A stream of light flashed above the nine imperial weapons, and under the blessing of the spirit pattern, both the speed and the power were much stronger than before.

There was another scream, and several figures were bloodied and fell from midair.

The purple thunder that was about to disappear once again clung to Lu Ye's body and swam away like a spirit snake.

The seriously injured woman was still yelling angrily: "Lu Yiye, you are looking for death!"

The killing of his junior brother certainly made him heartbroken, but if Lu Yiye continued to go his own way like this, there would be no good end for him.

If Lu Yiye can be killed here today, no matter how big the loss is, it will be worth it, provided that Lu Yiye is not allowed to escape.

At this point, ** shouted: "Don't let him run away! He won't last long."

Originally, under the siege of many monks, Lu Ye had beheaded several people in a row, which made the Xinyuemen monks jealous. He only had one life, who wouldn't cherish it? However, seeing that the purple thunder on Lu Ye's body was getting stronger and stronger, and he was ordered by the master, the cultivator of the New Moon Gate immediately mustered up his courage and continued to fight with Lu Ye.

The flowing light of the imperial weapon was criss-crossing, and the blade was slashing across. Lu Ye's figure was even more like a fluttering butterfly, fluttering among the crowd, setting off bloody storms wherever it passed.

The figure of the New Moon Gate cultivator fell down like a dumpling.

In such a fierce battle, one person fights against one sect alone, and Lu Ye can't resist all the attacks, but he has the defensive spirit pattern, so he can protect his vitals, and the other attacks on him will at most cause him some minor injuries , at the same level of cultivation, Lu Ye's physique is comparable to that of a physical cultivator who specializes in the physical body.

But if the New Moon Gate cultivator asked Lu Ye to slash, it would not be a question of whether he was injured or not, but a question of his life.

Cultivators continued to fall and die, and Lu Ye almost turned into a purple thunder, shuttling through the battlefield.

Someone really couldn't stand the pressure and couldn't help shouting: "Brother Tan, we are no match for you!"

If someone had told them before today that there was a person in this world who could single out the monks in their entire residence, they would not have believed it, but at this moment today, such an incredible thing happened right under their noses!

And that person was the famous Miemen Zhiye, who was still killing people under the punishment of Miehun Shenlei.

**Looking gaze**, seeing his own monks fall and perish one by one, his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe, but he has already paid such a huge price. If he gives up at this time, wouldn't the people who died just now die in vain?

The purple thunder on Lu Yiye's body was so intense that it couldn't be melted away. He must also be enduring unimaginable torture and pain.

"He can't hold on! You must stop him!" ** roared.

Lu Yiye's endurance was beyond imagination. At first he thought that he could only kill a few people at most, but by this time, nearly thirty people had died in Lu Yiye's hands.

There are less than 200 monks in the entire New Moon Gate resident, and 10 to 20% of them died in one fell swoop. What a heavy loss? If Lu Yiye wasn't left behind, he wouldn't be able to explain to the sect.

The guardian envoy of his family had already spoken, and even though the monks of the New Moon Gate were frightened, they could only bite the bullet and continue to besiege Lu Ye.

However, Lu Ye didn't seem to be bothered by the soul-destroying thunder, but became more and more courageous in the battle, pointing a long knife in his hand, there must be a cultivator. JrNovels.com