Chapter: 592
Lu Ye looked back quickly, and Yiyi hurriedly withdrew a few steps from him, raised her hand to take a picture, and she took the map of the Nine Realms hidden on the ground into her hand, looked down, and saw the terrain of the chaotic stone forest in the picture There is one more figure.
She hastily mobilized her spiritual power to stabilize the map of the Nine Realms, and nodded to Lu Ye. Lu Ye put down the amber on his shoulder, Yiyi flicked the map of the Nine Realms in her hand, and threw her head at Lu Ye.
After only ten breaths, she flicked the map of the Nine Realms again, and Lu Ye appeared together with a corpse.
This is a ninth-level ghost cultivator. I have to say that the ghost cultivator's lurking and concealment are really good. Lu Ye didn't even notice it before. If he hadn't arranged the Nine Realms map behind him in advance, he might have succeeded.
Be vigilant secretly, and you have to be more careful when fighting ghosts in the future, otherwise you really don't know when they will touch you.
Of course, this is also related to the chaos in the scene at the moment.
At the same time that the ghost cultivator died, Qi Ming was vaguely aware of it, checked his own battlefield marks, and confirmed that the ghost cultivator he had placed high hopes on had died, his face sank immediately.
That was the ninth-level ghost cultivator under his sect, and his concealment skills were extremely good, but now somehow, he just died like this!
Looking at the battlefield again, the Haotianmeng monks who had been completely suppressed not only had the capital to stand in a stalemate with their own side, but even had spare power to counterattack.
Since Lu Yiye brought a group of spirits into the body, more than 30 monks have been killed on Wanmo Ridge. Although the number of monks is still a little more than that of the Haotian Union, it is difficult to form the comprehensive suppression just now. , coupled with the influence of the crying spirit body, even if there were many of them, they would not have much advantage.
If the fight continues like this, no one will be able to please anyone.
Qi Ming struggled for a while, seeing that the situation was getting worse, he could only order to retreat.
If the people from Wanmo Ridge want to leave, the Haotianmeng will naturally not agree easily. They chased and killed each other for a while, hurting each other, so they stopped under Ji Yan's order.
The great battle came to an end, almost everyone in the Haotian League was injured, Lu Ye suffered a lot of losses, Liu Sanbao and Pipa girl were unharmed, but only three of the dozen or so captain-level Xianyuanwei remained. One of them was gone, and the rest of the spirit bodies that were beaten in the confrontation just now collapsed.
There was no way to do this. In such a chaotic situation, even if he and the giant armor tried their best to protect their own spirits, there would inevitably be omissions, especially since Wanmo Ridge attacked this side for a while.
If it weren't for the giant armor standing in front, all the spirits would have died.
Ji Yan brought a few monks from Shenyin Palace to this side, and clasped his fists from a distance: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your relief."
"We belong to the Haotian League, so it's a matter of our duty." Lu Ye returned the gift.
Ji Yan also recognized Lu Ye at this time. After all, he had tried to win Lu Ye in the valley before, but unfortunately he was rejected at that time.
"Haven't asked fellow Taoist how to call it?"
"Green Blood Sect, Lu Ye!"
"Jade Blood Sect?" Ji Yan raised his brows, "Is it Bingzhou Jade Blood Sect?"
The few monks who came with him were also a little surprised, obviously they all had heard of the name of Jade Blood Sect.
"Exactly!"
Ji Yan looked Lu Ye up and down, and said suspiciously: "Almost half a year ago, on the golden light roof outside the battlefield, there was a monk named Lu Yiye from the Jade Blood Sect who was fighting against the various sects of Wanmo Ridge. That..."
"it is me."
Ji Yan immediately yelled: "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Yiye, who has been admiring his name for a long time. Brother Gu also told us that fellow Daoist Yiye had done a great job of boosting the morale of our Haotian League. It's a pity that he wasn't there that day, so he didn't have the chance to see Daoist Daoist with his own eyes." You Shenzi, I didn't expect to meet fellow daoist here, Brother Gu, he..."
Speaking of this, Ji Yan seemed to have thought of something, held down the words, smiled slightly and said: "It really is a well-deserved reputation to meet fellow Taoist today."
"Excellent."
Ji Yan stretched out his hand to signal: "This is not a place to talk, fellow daoists please." JrNovels.com
She hastily mobilized her spiritual power to stabilize the map of the Nine Realms, and nodded to Lu Ye. Lu Ye put down the amber on his shoulder, Yiyi flicked the map of the Nine Realms in her hand, and threw her head at Lu Ye.
After only ten breaths, she flicked the map of the Nine Realms again, and Lu Ye appeared together with a corpse.
This is a ninth-level ghost cultivator. I have to say that the ghost cultivator's lurking and concealment are really good. Lu Ye didn't even notice it before. If he hadn't arranged the Nine Realms map behind him in advance, he might have succeeded.
Be vigilant secretly, and you have to be more careful when fighting ghosts in the future, otherwise you really don't know when they will touch you.
Of course, this is also related to the chaos in the scene at the moment.
At the same time that the ghost cultivator died, Qi Ming was vaguely aware of it, checked his own battlefield marks, and confirmed that the ghost cultivator he had placed high hopes on had died, his face sank immediately.
That was the ninth-level ghost cultivator under his sect, and his concealment skills were extremely good, but now somehow, he just died like this!
Looking at the battlefield again, the Haotianmeng monks who had been completely suppressed not only had the capital to stand in a stalemate with their own side, but even had spare power to counterattack.
Since Lu Yiye brought a group of spirits into the body, more than 30 monks have been killed on Wanmo Ridge. Although the number of monks is still a little more than that of the Haotian Union, it is difficult to form the comprehensive suppression just now. , coupled with the influence of the crying spirit body, even if there were many of them, they would not have much advantage.
If the fight continues like this, no one will be able to please anyone.
Qi Ming struggled for a while, seeing that the situation was getting worse, he could only order to retreat.
If the people from Wanmo Ridge want to leave, the Haotianmeng will naturally not agree easily. They chased and killed each other for a while, hurting each other, so they stopped under Ji Yan's order.
The great battle came to an end, almost everyone in the Haotian League was injured, Lu Ye suffered a lot of losses, Liu Sanbao and Pipa girl were unharmed, but only three of the dozen or so captain-level Xianyuanwei remained. One of them was gone, and the rest of the spirit bodies that were beaten in the confrontation just now collapsed.
There was no way to do this. In such a chaotic situation, even if he and the giant armor tried their best to protect their own spirits, there would inevitably be omissions, especially since Wanmo Ridge attacked this side for a while.
If it weren't for the giant armor standing in front, all the spirits would have died.
Ji Yan brought a few monks from Shenyin Palace to this side, and clasped his fists from a distance: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your relief."
"We belong to the Haotian League, so it's a matter of our duty." Lu Ye returned the gift.
Ji Yan also recognized Lu Ye at this time. After all, he had tried to win Lu Ye in the valley before, but unfortunately he was rejected at that time.
"Haven't asked fellow Taoist how to call it?"
"Green Blood Sect, Lu Ye!"
"Jade Blood Sect?" Ji Yan raised his brows, "Is it Bingzhou Jade Blood Sect?"
The few monks who came with him were also a little surprised, obviously they all had heard of the name of Jade Blood Sect.
"Exactly!"
Ji Yan looked Lu Ye up and down, and said suspiciously: "Almost half a year ago, on the golden light roof outside the battlefield, there was a monk named Lu Yiye from the Jade Blood Sect who was fighting against the various sects of Wanmo Ridge. That..."
"it is me."
Ji Yan immediately yelled: "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Yiye, who has been admiring his name for a long time. Brother Gu also told us that fellow Daoist Yiye had done a great job of boosting the morale of our Haotian League. It's a pity that he wasn't there that day, so he didn't have the chance to see Daoist Daoist with his own eyes." You Shenzi, I didn't expect to meet fellow daoist here, Brother Gu, he..."
Speaking of this, Ji Yan seemed to have thought of something, held down the words, smiled slightly and said: "It really is a well-deserved reputation to meet fellow Taoist today."
"Excellent."
Ji Yan stretched out his hand to signal: "This is not a place to talk, fellow daoists please." JrNovels.com
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