Chapter: 1592

These monks could hardly see Lu Ye's figure at first, but driven by their interests and hatred, they continued to chase, and suddenly saw a figure with wings of flames rushing towards him, and couldn't help being startled.

Yunzu looked around, and someone shouted in surprise: "It's Lu Yiye!"

When the words fell, many monks sacrificed their spiritual weapons one after another, secretly stimulating their spiritual power, and gave him a good look when Lu Ye came to him.

In the next moment, the fiery red streamer, wrapped in invincible power, crashed into the camp of this group of monks from Wanmo Ridge.

The violent spiritual power surged endlessly at this moment, and the rumbling sound was endless, accompanied by screams and exclamations.

In an instant, the red light that Lu Ye turned into was like an arrow, piercing through the enemy's formation, and the blood mist exploded behind him, and there were scattered limbs and pieces of flesh.

In this instant contact, at least seven or eight people were beheaded.

The rest of the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge all showed panic expressions. No one thought that Lu Ye, a fifth-level realm, could burst out with such a powerful strength.

It is true that in the caves outside Taimang Mountain, more than 20 million Demon Ridge cultivators died at his hands, including a number of Yunhe Ninth Layer Realm cultivators, but they were poisoned to death by him, not a manifestation of his own strength.

Few people knew about Lu Ye's true strength.


Until now, everyone realized that Lu Ye's own strength should not be underestimated. After a short contact just now, none of the monks from Wanmo Ridge could stop him.

The red light that pierced through the formation changed direction again, rushing towards them again, and several monks from Wanmo Ridge were killed before they came back to their senses.

"Lu Yiye, you are bold!" There was an angry shout, but those monks at the eighth and ninth levels had already chased them back, and they all watched with tearful eyes.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, Lu Yiye would have the guts to turn around and slaughter more than a dozen people right under their noses.

Even though the dead people were not related to them, everyone still felt hot on their faces.

What Lu Yiye did was like slapping them in the face.

Sensing that these powerful pursuers were approaching, Lu Ye didn't stay any longer. After penetrating the enemy's formation for the second time, he immediately fled in one direction. distance.

The dozen or so ninth-layers chasing after him were shocked to find that in this state, Lu Ye's flying speed was not inferior to them at all, and was even faster than them!

When he came out of Tianji City, Lu Ye's speed was exaggerated enough. With a fifth-level cultivation base, his speed was comparable to that of an ordinary eighth-level. Everyone thought it was due to the flying spirit weapon he possessed.

But now?

He has put away the flying spirit weapon, all relying on his own ability, and the speed is even faster than before.

This is simply unreasonable.

At this time, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge finally understood why Lu Ye had the guts to run out from Tianji City. This was obviously nothing to fear.

"Everyone, that's the flying wing tattoo!" Someone suddenly said, "Behind Lu Yiye, there must be an extremely skilled tattoo artist."

The speaker obviously has a certain level of understanding of the way of spirit patterns. Although he knows that Lu Ye is also a spirit pattern master, he doesn't think that with Lu Ye's ability, he can build a flying wing that can allow monks to fly stably Spirit pattern, this is unreasonable, while constructing the spirit pattern, maintaining the stability of the spirit pattern, while urging the power of the spirit pattern to fly, even the Divine Sea Realm may not be able to do it.

Maybe in a short period of time, but over time, mistakes will inevitably occur.

The spirit pattern of Feiyi, which needs to be maintained for a long time, is generally used in the way of tattooing.

The man went on to say: "His power to activate the tattoos consumes a huge amount of himself. With his fifth-level cultivation base, he can only last half an hour at most, so everyone must not be thrown off by him." , must keep up with him, after half an hour, he will definitely die!"

As soon as these words came out, a group of nine-level monks suddenly became energetic.

Originally, some people were considering whether to use some speed-boosting secret techniques, but after hearing this, they stopped thinking, but anyone who involved secret techniques at this level would have a certain degree of backlash against themselves... Just like when returning to Outside Tiangu, Ying Wuji urged the secret technique to escape, but made himself extremely weak. JrNovels.com