That situation was the same as that after he sent the sixth-level cultivator flying with a single blow in the safe passage.

Thirty miles around the Baizhen Tower, except for the safe passage from the Baizhen City, and the Baizhen Tower itself, all other places are covered with various formations.

These formations are left over by the formation cultivators who came to the Baizhen Pagoda to practice throughout the ages.

Because of the unique resonance of the Hundred Formation Pagoda and the accumulation of time, even if these formations were arranged by monks in the Cloud River Realm, the power they erupted was far beyond the normal formations.

There are many fierce places in the entire Yunhe battlefield, such as those places occupied by overlord level monster generals, or some natural dangerous places.

But if all the fierce places are ranked in the list, then the surrounding area of ??the Hundred Arrays Tower will definitely be ranked in the top three.

The person who attacked Lu Ye in the safe passage before was thrown into this fierce place by Lu Ye, and now he does not know whether he is dead or alive.

After a few days, Lu Ye followed in his footsteps.

Xia Liang held the knife in his hand, frowned, and watched Lu Ye's figure disappear, but he was powerless to stop him, unless he was willing to chase and kill him.

But he is not a formation cultivator, so how dare he venture into such a fierce place rashly, even among the formation cultivators present, few have the courage to enter such a place.

The sudden change surprised everyone present. Although there are formation cultivators from the two camps who come to the Baizhen Tower all the year round to practice and practice, no one has ever done anything here.

After all, they are all here to improve the attainments of the formation, and it would be too shameful to do it, so the atmosphere here has always been relatively harmonious. Even if the camps belong to different camps, the formation practitioners can learn from each other and prove what they have learned.

However, on this day, the perennial peace and harmony were finally broken.

Fortunately, the battle was over soon.

A formation cultivator who came out of the Baizhen Tower was blasted into the fierce place by four Yunhe ninth-level realms.

"That's... Lu Yiye?" Someone in the crowd suddenly asked.

Affected by the huge information on the soul, when Lu Ye came out of the Baizhen Tower this time, he just instinctively put the amber into the spirit animal bag, completely forgetting to wear the mask.

When he appeared, many people saw him, and naturally someone recognized his identity.

With one word, the audience was in an uproar.

The incident of killing 20 million Moling cultivators by poison in the mine caused a lot of noise. After all, this fact is too appalling.

Although a period of time has passed, the turmoil still hasn't subsided. Even the formation cultivators who have been cultivating here all year round have heard about it, and know that the Wanmoling side is now chasing Lu Ye's whereabouts everywhere.

But he didn't expect that he would appear on the side of the Baizhen Tower, and he would be killed as soon as he appeared.

Thinking back to Lu Ye's figure wrapped in flames when he fell into the fierce place at the end, no one thought that he still had hope of surviving in such a situation.

After all, it was the two Yunhe ninth-level law cultivators who made the move.

Xia Liang turned his head to look at Chu Yun and Zhou Pei. The two of them knew best if Lu Ye was dead or not, because they were the two who succeeded in the end.

After a moment of silence, Chu Yun shook his head, and Zhou Pei followed suit.

If Lu Ye died, their feats would inevitably change, and the blue fluorescent marks of the battlefield would float towards them, but none of this happened.

In other words, Lu Ye is not dead!

"Dog's life is really hard!" Xia Liang gritted his teeth.

Each of the four people who took the shot hurt Lu Ye, and they were wrapped in such two spells, and the whole body turned into a ball of flames. Isn't this dead? JrNovels.com