Chapter: 487
In the mirage, Lu Ye was surrounded by two streamers of imperial weapons, holding a Panshan knife, killing all directions, one after another seven-layer Zerg fell to the ground.
In his spare time learning the way of spirit patterns with Mrs. Yun, Lu Ye found another spiritual weapon from Hua Ci that was suitable for imperial weapons.
Right now, he is driving two spiritual weapons, both of which have similar shapes and similar powers.
Although he doesn't have the talent of Li Baxian and other monsters in the way of imperial weapons, he is definitely not bad.
Because he is a spirit pattern master, he has far more control over his own spiritual power than a monk of the same level.
And because of the talent tree, his spiritual power is extremely pure, so if Lu Ye is willing, he should be able to control three or even four weapons!
But the imperial weapon is extremely mind-consuming, why do most monks in the Lingxi realm only have one imperial weapon? It is because there is no way to distract and control the second one. If you do something forcibly, it will only greatly reduce the power of your imperial weapon, so it is better to specialize in one.
At this stage, Lu Ye feels that two spirit weapons are enough for him to drive, and if there are more, it may cause some burden to himself.
The two spiritual weapons flew back and forth, and it was difficult for the seventh-layer Zerg to get close. Even if they broke through the blockade of the imperial weapon and rushed to Lu Ye, they were only here to die.
After a while, the streamer of the imperial weapon returned, and there were nine Zerg corpses lying neatly all around...
The ninth level is over!
The corpse suddenly disappeared, and the front was thick and surging, as if something was about to rush out.
I'm coming!
Lu Ye looked up expectantly.
When he was at the sixth level of Lingxi, he once killed through the Nine Passes of the Zerg, and then rushed out of a monk from the thick fog, but after that he was promoted to the seventh level, and after entering the mirage, he started killing again. Zerg.
Although the killing insects can also temper their own fighting skills, it is not as effective as fighting monks.
So Lu Ye has always wanted to kill the Nine Levels of the Zerg, and wanted to see if there would be another monk jumping out. His strength hadn't improved much before, and he didn't come to waste his meritorious deeds.
Now that he is able to drive two spiritual weapons, his strength has increased, and the insecticide has gone much smoother.
In the dense fog, a figure rushed out of the fog. The man was holding a long spear with spiritual light lingering on it, and stabbed straight at Lu Ye's front door.
Lu Ye was delighted, it seemed as he had guessed, as long as he could kill all the Zerg at once, then he would be a monk to greet him.
Of course, this is not a living person, but the mystery inherent in the mirage. He can't even see what the monk looks like, nor can he tell the gender of the man. He is covered in thick fog.
After a stick of incense, in the practice room, Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his face was a little pale.
He raised his hand and rubbed his head. Mirage is a good place. The only fly in the ointment is that every time he dies, his brain seems to be pricked by a needle, which is extremely painful.
He just killed several monks in a row in the mirage. The way the monks came out was not the same as that of the Zerg. The number of the Zerg increased gradually, from one to nine, and the cultivation level remained the same.
The cultivator gradually increases his cultivation base, and there is only one number.
But those monks who were surrounded by thick fog, unable to see their faces or even their gender, fought like living people. They would activate the power of the imperial weapon and some extremely delicate skills.
The cultivation base gradually increased from the seventh level to the eighth level, and then to the ninth level...
Because Lu Ye is fighting with wheels, there is no chance to breathe at all. After each enemy dies, stronger enemies will rush out of the thick fog, so even if he goes all out, he can't hold on for too long. When he was at the ninth level, he was cut to pieces by a flying sword.
Lu Ye didn't feel depressed at all, but thought it was worth it!
The feeling of death in the mirage is very real. This kind of tempering method can make him constantly familiar with the fighting styles of monks of various schools. response. JrNovels.com
In his spare time learning the way of spirit patterns with Mrs. Yun, Lu Ye found another spiritual weapon from Hua Ci that was suitable for imperial weapons.
Right now, he is driving two spiritual weapons, both of which have similar shapes and similar powers.
Although he doesn't have the talent of Li Baxian and other monsters in the way of imperial weapons, he is definitely not bad.
Because he is a spirit pattern master, he has far more control over his own spiritual power than a monk of the same level.
And because of the talent tree, his spiritual power is extremely pure, so if Lu Ye is willing, he should be able to control three or even four weapons!
But the imperial weapon is extremely mind-consuming, why do most monks in the Lingxi realm only have one imperial weapon? It is because there is no way to distract and control the second one. If you do something forcibly, it will only greatly reduce the power of your imperial weapon, so it is better to specialize in one.
At this stage, Lu Ye feels that two spirit weapons are enough for him to drive, and if there are more, it may cause some burden to himself.
The two spiritual weapons flew back and forth, and it was difficult for the seventh-layer Zerg to get close. Even if they broke through the blockade of the imperial weapon and rushed to Lu Ye, they were only here to die.
After a while, the streamer of the imperial weapon returned, and there were nine Zerg corpses lying neatly all around...
The ninth level is over!
The corpse suddenly disappeared, and the front was thick and surging, as if something was about to rush out.
I'm coming!
Lu Ye looked up expectantly.
When he was at the sixth level of Lingxi, he once killed through the Nine Passes of the Zerg, and then rushed out of a monk from the thick fog, but after that he was promoted to the seventh level, and after entering the mirage, he started killing again. Zerg.
Although the killing insects can also temper their own fighting skills, it is not as effective as fighting monks.
So Lu Ye has always wanted to kill the Nine Levels of the Zerg, and wanted to see if there would be another monk jumping out. His strength hadn't improved much before, and he didn't come to waste his meritorious deeds.
Now that he is able to drive two spiritual weapons, his strength has increased, and the insecticide has gone much smoother.
In the dense fog, a figure rushed out of the fog. The man was holding a long spear with spiritual light lingering on it, and stabbed straight at Lu Ye's front door.
Lu Ye was delighted, it seemed as he had guessed, as long as he could kill all the Zerg at once, then he would be a monk to greet him.
Of course, this is not a living person, but the mystery inherent in the mirage. He can't even see what the monk looks like, nor can he tell the gender of the man. He is covered in thick fog.
After a stick of incense, in the practice room, Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his face was a little pale.
He raised his hand and rubbed his head. Mirage is a good place. The only fly in the ointment is that every time he dies, his brain seems to be pricked by a needle, which is extremely painful.
He just killed several monks in a row in the mirage. The way the monks came out was not the same as that of the Zerg. The number of the Zerg increased gradually, from one to nine, and the cultivation level remained the same.
The cultivator gradually increases his cultivation base, and there is only one number.
But those monks who were surrounded by thick fog, unable to see their faces or even their gender, fought like living people. They would activate the power of the imperial weapon and some extremely delicate skills.
The cultivation base gradually increased from the seventh level to the eighth level, and then to the ninth level...
Because Lu Ye is fighting with wheels, there is no chance to breathe at all. After each enemy dies, stronger enemies will rush out of the thick fog, so even if he goes all out, he can't hold on for too long. When he was at the ninth level, he was cut to pieces by a flying sword.
Lu Ye didn't feel depressed at all, but thought it was worth it!
The feeling of death in the mirage is very real. This kind of tempering method can make him constantly familiar with the fighting styles of monks of various schools. response. JrNovels.com
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