I thought I could finally see Lu Ye's death this time, but in the end the prey turned into hunters, the soldiers were strong, and the Wanmo Ridge side, which had a large number of people, suffered heavy casualties.

why?

Lu Yiye is only a fifth-level realm, how can he achieve this level?

The poisonous fog billowed in front, and accompanied by a shrill and short cry, a figure broke through the fog. Although the face could not be seen clearly, Mingzhe, the familiar figure, could not be forgotten no matter what.

Lu Yiye!

The other party obviously also spotted them, and without any hesitation, they killed them with a knife.

Mingzhe shouted angrily, and stepped forward to meet them, two figures crossed past, Mingzhe's neck spurted blood, and his body fell to the ground, the last moments of his life, what came to his ears were those who had been hiding behind him all this time. The screams of the monks in Shengyu Lingdi behind him.

If it was in its prime, Mingzhe's cultivation at the eighth level would be enough to fight Lu Ye, but the power of Wan Poison Pearl weakened his strength by more than half, and in the end he couldn't even catch Lu Ye's blow.

So far, all the monks who left Shengyu Lingdi have been wiped out, and there is not one left.

In Shengyu Lingdi, Tu Guanxiong felt the successive disappearance of the brand marks of the battlefield, and his face was ashen...

Not long ago, Mingzhe had sent a message to inform him of the situation here. He never expected that he was only using others to avenge Huo Liaoyuan, but in the end, Shengyu Lingdi suffered even greater losses!

Ning Zizai hid behind a boulder, tried his best to restrain his breath, even though he wanted to vomit blood because of the severe poison, he didn't dare to make any movement.

He is not a ghost cultivator, so he has no way to hide himself, but in this environment where the poisonous fog is flooding the mine, doing so will undoubtedly reduce the risk of his exposure.

He even felt that as long as he was careful enough, Lu Ye would not find him.

However, he was thinking too much after all.

In the poisonous fog, everyone's vision was greatly affected, and they could only rely on perception, and perception was what Lu Ye was best at.

Even ghost cultivators like Ying Wuji couldn't get close to him at will, let alone other people who weren't ghost cultivators.

When Lu Ye killed the enemy, some guys who thought they were smart lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, trying to trick him.

But there is no way to cover up the vitality, those who pretend to be dead are really dead.

Scattered screams gradually approached his position, and finally Ning Zizai saw a figure bursting out of the green mist, rushing straight towards his position.

He knew he had been exposed!

Without any hesitation or luck, he sacrificed his spiritual weapon to meet Lu Ye, but after only three breaths, his vision began to tilt, and the last scene that came into view was a headless corpse.

Lu Ye found out that among the monks from Wanmo Ridge who came this time, there were really a few ninth-level monks, and not only the ones that appeared on the display.

There are at least three or four people who hide their cultivation and hide among the crowd.

Originally, they probably had some plans, but after the power of Wan Poison Pearl exploded, all plans fell through.

They couldn't get to Lu Ye's side in the first place. With the passage of time and the outbreak of toxicity, the strength they could display became weaker and weaker, and they were eventually killed by Lu Ye one by one.

The huge mine was extremely noisy two hours ago, but at this moment, the sound of needles falling can be heard in silence, only the heavy breathing of Lu Ye.

Although most of the cultivators in Wanmo Ridge did not die by his sword, even some of them made him feel tired. The spiritual power in the spirit storage ring had been exhausted, and even the spiritual power in his body was exhausted. There are only about 30% left.

It can be imagined that without the spirit storage ring, even if Lu Ye activated three Ten Thousand Poison Pearls this time, he would definitely not have the capital to drive all the monks out of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

Compared with the consumption of spiritual power, the consumption of physical strength is more serious. The right arm holding the knife has become numb, and the whole person has an indescribable sense of weakness, as if he might fall down at any time. JrNovels.com