Chapter: 802
This group of people came aggressively, but they suffered heavy casualties before they got close to Lu Ye. The plan for now is to leave here first. On the premise that there are no more magic circles around, flying the imperial weapon is the best s Choice.
It is impossible to be covered by a magic circle in midair.
As the man's voice fell, many panicked monks finally came to their senses and sacrificed their flying spirit weapons one after another.
In such a dense forest, there are tall trees, towering canopies, and many obstacles. Flying an imperial weapon is not a good choice. One mistake may crash into a tree, but at this moment, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge have no better choice.
Many spiritual weapons were lifted into the sky, and many monks who were still alive in Wanmo Ridge were about to escape from the dangerous place.
However, before they could do so, the formation flag in Lu Ye's hand waved violently again, and in the next moment, bright patterns evolved and formed on the ground, and a new formation was activated.
At the same time that the magic circle was activated, all the cultivators who ascended into the air felt a feeling of a mountain pressing down on the top, and their bodies suddenly became extremely heavy. Even if they resisted desperately, they could not block the invisible force pressing down from above.
"Forbidden air?" A monk yelled in horror.
The air-forbidden magic circle is a very famous magic circle, but it is definitely not something that a monk in the Lingxi realm can arrange, so such a sudden change made everyone confused.
Lu Ye really can't set up an air-forbidden magic circle. The real air-forbidden magic circle is completely deprived of the ability to fly. The current activated magic circle is only arranged with the heavy pressure spirit pattern as the core. If there are monks who can resist Under the huge pressure, they can still fly away, but the power of a magic circle is not something that monks in the Lingxi Realm can resist.
There were exclamations and screams one after another, and figures fell down in embarrassment.
Before it landed on the ground, a powerful technique had already swept in from below. It was a flaming fire lotus. Under the fire lotus, Yiyi's figure appeared at some point, with her hands raised high, her body full of spiritual power.
Where the flames swept across, the monks from Wanmo Ridge who hadn't adjusted their posture turned into balls of fire.
The giant armor ran out, grabbed the thigh of a cultivator who fell from the sky, and then turned the man like a mace, and smashed it at the nearby enemies.
Lu Ye jumped down from the boulder, put one hand on the handle of the knife, and strolled in this purgatory-like place. There was a chirping sound from the weapon box, and the streamers of nine imperial weapons shuttled back and forth in all directions, bringing out a Fluffy and hot-blooded, the Panshan knife is unsheathed from time to time.
Beside him, Amber's main body has appeared, her vigorous figure is moving and shuttling in the battlefield, the pale golden demon is rolling around her body, and when the huge claws hit it, it is often the scene of head shattered and bone cracked.
It's not that the people in Wanmo Ridge are not strong enough. Those who dare to go deep here to pursue Lu Ye are all monks who have transferred to the heavenly level kung fu, and the lowest level of cultivation is also the level of Tianqi.
More than 70 people acted together, even if they faced Yunhe, they would be worthy.
But Lu Ye's side had already made arrangements, and the two explosion circles alone caused many deaths and injuries to Wanmo Ridge.
After using these many methods, more than seventy people suddenly became a mob, and the only thing waiting for them was to be slaughtered.
After a stick of incense, the fighting subsided.
Around the boulder, on the messy battlefield, mutilated corpses lay one after another, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt blood mixed with the smell of blood. More than 70 people died in this battle.
There were a few people who had a chance to escape, but they ran a bit late, blocked by the elusive Yiyi, and cooperated with Hu Po who rushed over to kill them all.
After cleaning the battlefield and packing up the loot, the group quickly evacuated from the place.
A while later, more monks from Wanmo Ridge gathered here, and after some investigation, the result was horrifying.
The five teams that were the first to find Lu Ye's whereabouts were killed, and the entire army was wiped out. Combining the messages sent by the dead monks from Wanmo Ridge before their death and the remnants of the battlefield in front of them, it is obvious that the leaf of Miemen was killed with the help of the formation. Wei Cai did such unimaginable things.
For a moment, the monk of Wanmo Ridge felt heavy.
Lu Yiye is strong and runs fast. So many monks from Wanmo Ridge chased and intercepted him before but failed to kill him, so he escaped into this vast and misty hidden mountain.
I thought that coming here would be a good opportunity to cut grass and roots, but this guy showed his extraordinary ability in formation.
Judging from the traces of the magic circle left here, there are no less than seven kinds of hairs arranged by the leaf of Miemen here, and there are still many broken flags and formation foundations left in the battlefield. JrNovels.com
It is impossible to be covered by a magic circle in midair.
As the man's voice fell, many panicked monks finally came to their senses and sacrificed their flying spirit weapons one after another.
In such a dense forest, there are tall trees, towering canopies, and many obstacles. Flying an imperial weapon is not a good choice. One mistake may crash into a tree, but at this moment, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge have no better choice.
Many spiritual weapons were lifted into the sky, and many monks who were still alive in Wanmo Ridge were about to escape from the dangerous place.
However, before they could do so, the formation flag in Lu Ye's hand waved violently again, and in the next moment, bright patterns evolved and formed on the ground, and a new formation was activated.
At the same time that the magic circle was activated, all the cultivators who ascended into the air felt a feeling of a mountain pressing down on the top, and their bodies suddenly became extremely heavy. Even if they resisted desperately, they could not block the invisible force pressing down from above.
"Forbidden air?" A monk yelled in horror.
The air-forbidden magic circle is a very famous magic circle, but it is definitely not something that a monk in the Lingxi realm can arrange, so such a sudden change made everyone confused.
Lu Ye really can't set up an air-forbidden magic circle. The real air-forbidden magic circle is completely deprived of the ability to fly. The current activated magic circle is only arranged with the heavy pressure spirit pattern as the core. If there are monks who can resist Under the huge pressure, they can still fly away, but the power of a magic circle is not something that monks in the Lingxi Realm can resist.
There were exclamations and screams one after another, and figures fell down in embarrassment.
Before it landed on the ground, a powerful technique had already swept in from below. It was a flaming fire lotus. Under the fire lotus, Yiyi's figure appeared at some point, with her hands raised high, her body full of spiritual power.
Where the flames swept across, the monks from Wanmo Ridge who hadn't adjusted their posture turned into balls of fire.
The giant armor ran out, grabbed the thigh of a cultivator who fell from the sky, and then turned the man like a mace, and smashed it at the nearby enemies.
Lu Ye jumped down from the boulder, put one hand on the handle of the knife, and strolled in this purgatory-like place. There was a chirping sound from the weapon box, and the streamers of nine imperial weapons shuttled back and forth in all directions, bringing out a Fluffy and hot-blooded, the Panshan knife is unsheathed from time to time.
Beside him, Amber's main body has appeared, her vigorous figure is moving and shuttling in the battlefield, the pale golden demon is rolling around her body, and when the huge claws hit it, it is often the scene of head shattered and bone cracked.
It's not that the people in Wanmo Ridge are not strong enough. Those who dare to go deep here to pursue Lu Ye are all monks who have transferred to the heavenly level kung fu, and the lowest level of cultivation is also the level of Tianqi.
More than 70 people acted together, even if they faced Yunhe, they would be worthy.
But Lu Ye's side had already made arrangements, and the two explosion circles alone caused many deaths and injuries to Wanmo Ridge.
After using these many methods, more than seventy people suddenly became a mob, and the only thing waiting for them was to be slaughtered.
After a stick of incense, the fighting subsided.
Around the boulder, on the messy battlefield, mutilated corpses lay one after another, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt blood mixed with the smell of blood. More than 70 people died in this battle.
There were a few people who had a chance to escape, but they ran a bit late, blocked by the elusive Yiyi, and cooperated with Hu Po who rushed over to kill them all.
After cleaning the battlefield and packing up the loot, the group quickly evacuated from the place.
A while later, more monks from Wanmo Ridge gathered here, and after some investigation, the result was horrifying.
The five teams that were the first to find Lu Ye's whereabouts were killed, and the entire army was wiped out. Combining the messages sent by the dead monks from Wanmo Ridge before their death and the remnants of the battlefield in front of them, it is obvious that the leaf of Miemen was killed with the help of the formation. Wei Cai did such unimaginable things.
For a moment, the monk of Wanmo Ridge felt heavy.
Lu Yiye is strong and runs fast. So many monks from Wanmo Ridge chased and intercepted him before but failed to kill him, so he escaped into this vast and misty hidden mountain.
I thought that coming here would be a good opportunity to cut grass and roots, but this guy showed his extraordinary ability in formation.
Judging from the traces of the magic circle left here, there are no less than seven kinds of hairs arranged by the leaf of Miemen here, and there are still many broken flags and formation foundations left in the battlefield. JrNovels.com
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