Chapter: 807
After picking ten honeycombs, Lu Ye found embarrassingly that the storage bags were not enough. He had killed so many monks from Wanmo Ridge before, and captured a lot of storage bags, but Lu Ye basically opened the storage bags. , after taking away the contents and placing them together, the empty storage bag is discarded.
The space in each storage bag is limited, and the size is about the same. Each honeycomb has a radius of one foot, and some are even larger. It is almost enough for one storage bag to hold three honeycombs.
It is rare to come across such a good thing, Lu Ye naturally wants to collect more, not to mention that the honey in the hive can be used as a food reserve to restore physical and spiritual power, and it is brought back to the sect for disciples who have just embarked on the road of cultivation It can also speed up their growth if they take it.
It's easy to do without a storage bag, just go and kill some monks in Wanmo Ridge.
Having made a decision, Lu Ye set up a large concealment array on the spot with the hidden spirit pattern as the core, covering his figure and aura, and dormant quietly.
There is no need to deliberately look for the traces of the monks of Wanmo Ridge, these guys are like a dog's skin plaster, just wait for a while, and they can fall into their own trap.
In less than two hours, rustling sounds came from all around, and a team of more than 20 people from Wanmo Ridge appeared nearby.
These twenty people are not too concentrated, but they are not too loose. They can ensure that they will not be wiped out even if they step into the formation, and at the same time they can support each other in case of an attack.
The expressions of the group of people were very vigilant, because no one could guarantee whether Lu Yiye would suddenly come out in the next moment.
There are already many Wanmo Ridge monks who died in this dense forest, and they don't want to follow in the footsteps of those people.
In this group of people, there is one monk at the ninth level of the sky, and the rest are all monks at the seventh level of the sky.
Just as everyone was on guard, there was a chi-chi piercing sound.
That day, the ninth-level cultivator's expression froze, and a huge crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. When he turned his head hastily, he saw streamers of light attacking in front of him.
This group of people, since this guy is the strongest, Lu Ye naturally wants to deal with him first, and the distance between them is not too far, and they are within the best range for sneak attack.
In order to ensure that this person would be killed with one blow, Lu Ye released nine spirit weapons from his weapon box, using the strongest power almost instantly.
This person reacted quickly, he was obviously a Dharma cultivator from that appearance, when the spiritual power was mobilized, a thick spiritual power barrier was already in front of him, and at the same time his figure quickly dodged to the side.
There was a sound of duk duk duk, and streamers of imperial weapons slammed into the spiritual power barrier like chasing the stars and chasing the moon. The spiritual weapons blessed with sharp spirit patterns smashed the barrier into pieces in an instant, and then brought With a burst of blood.
"Enemy attack!" Na Faxiu roared angrily, but before he could speak, he fell limp and fell to the ground, a large amount of blood stained the ground.
Being attacked by Lu Ye in such a position, I am afraid that only the physical cultivation of the ninth level can survive.
The remaining cultivators of Wanmo Ridge quickly fought back, and streams of imperial weapons and magic spells blasted towards Lu Ye's place overwhelmingly.
Lu Ye had already dodged to dodge, but he suffered from the giant armor. He was not as fast as Lu Ye, so he could only raise one arm. When the spiritual power and blood energy surged around his body, it turned into a turtle shell-shaped barrier, blocking him. forward.
Intensive sounds came out, and the figure of the giant armor couldn't stop retreating. Even if he was as strong as him, he still couldn't bear being attacked by so many heavenly monks.
There were dense gaps in the tortoise-shell-shaped barrier in an instant, and even though his blood and spiritual power continued to mend it, it was still difficult to maintain.
The sound of chi chi piercing the air came out again. When a group of people from Wanmo Ridge besieged the giant armor, Lu Ye was not idle. I even slashed at the nearest enemy with a knife.
"Kill Lu Yiye!" Someone yelled, and everyone quickly changed their targets, attacking him one after another.
At this moment, not far from the crowd, Yiyi's figure suddenly appeared, and while her spiritual power was mobilizing, a huge golden roulette appeared above her head. Runes flowed on the roulette, spiritual power surged, and the roulette rotated , a series of golden arcs fell like a violent storm.
This is not over yet, Hu Po crouching on the top of the giant armor let out a roar at the most densely packed place of the crowd. The impact visible to the naked eye made a group of monks from Wanmo Ridge feel as if they had been hit hard by a hammer. Without strength, the offensive slowed down.
Even so, Lu Ye was also bleeding heavily and was forced to retreat. If he hadn't seen the bad situation and built a guarding spirit pattern in front of him, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.
The giant armor charged forward to meet Lu Ye, and the turtle shell barrier that was condensed again only persisted for three breaths before it shattered.
A group of monks in Wanmo Ridge perfectly performed what it means to be killed by ants. JrNovels.com
The space in each storage bag is limited, and the size is about the same. Each honeycomb has a radius of one foot, and some are even larger. It is almost enough for one storage bag to hold three honeycombs.
It is rare to come across such a good thing, Lu Ye naturally wants to collect more, not to mention that the honey in the hive can be used as a food reserve to restore physical and spiritual power, and it is brought back to the sect for disciples who have just embarked on the road of cultivation It can also speed up their growth if they take it.
It's easy to do without a storage bag, just go and kill some monks in Wanmo Ridge.
Having made a decision, Lu Ye set up a large concealment array on the spot with the hidden spirit pattern as the core, covering his figure and aura, and dormant quietly.
There is no need to deliberately look for the traces of the monks of Wanmo Ridge, these guys are like a dog's skin plaster, just wait for a while, and they can fall into their own trap.
In less than two hours, rustling sounds came from all around, and a team of more than 20 people from Wanmo Ridge appeared nearby.
These twenty people are not too concentrated, but they are not too loose. They can ensure that they will not be wiped out even if they step into the formation, and at the same time they can support each other in case of an attack.
The expressions of the group of people were very vigilant, because no one could guarantee whether Lu Yiye would suddenly come out in the next moment.
There are already many Wanmo Ridge monks who died in this dense forest, and they don't want to follow in the footsteps of those people.
In this group of people, there is one monk at the ninth level of the sky, and the rest are all monks at the seventh level of the sky.
Just as everyone was on guard, there was a chi-chi piercing sound.
That day, the ninth-level cultivator's expression froze, and a huge crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. When he turned his head hastily, he saw streamers of light attacking in front of him.
This group of people, since this guy is the strongest, Lu Ye naturally wants to deal with him first, and the distance between them is not too far, and they are within the best range for sneak attack.
In order to ensure that this person would be killed with one blow, Lu Ye released nine spirit weapons from his weapon box, using the strongest power almost instantly.
This person reacted quickly, he was obviously a Dharma cultivator from that appearance, when the spiritual power was mobilized, a thick spiritual power barrier was already in front of him, and at the same time his figure quickly dodged to the side.
There was a sound of duk duk duk, and streamers of imperial weapons slammed into the spiritual power barrier like chasing the stars and chasing the moon. The spiritual weapons blessed with sharp spirit patterns smashed the barrier into pieces in an instant, and then brought With a burst of blood.
"Enemy attack!" Na Faxiu roared angrily, but before he could speak, he fell limp and fell to the ground, a large amount of blood stained the ground.
Being attacked by Lu Ye in such a position, I am afraid that only the physical cultivation of the ninth level can survive.
The remaining cultivators of Wanmo Ridge quickly fought back, and streams of imperial weapons and magic spells blasted towards Lu Ye's place overwhelmingly.
Lu Ye had already dodged to dodge, but he suffered from the giant armor. He was not as fast as Lu Ye, so he could only raise one arm. When the spiritual power and blood energy surged around his body, it turned into a turtle shell-shaped barrier, blocking him. forward.
Intensive sounds came out, and the figure of the giant armor couldn't stop retreating. Even if he was as strong as him, he still couldn't bear being attacked by so many heavenly monks.
There were dense gaps in the tortoise-shell-shaped barrier in an instant, and even though his blood and spiritual power continued to mend it, it was still difficult to maintain.
The sound of chi chi piercing the air came out again. When a group of people from Wanmo Ridge besieged the giant armor, Lu Ye was not idle. I even slashed at the nearest enemy with a knife.
"Kill Lu Yiye!" Someone yelled, and everyone quickly changed their targets, attacking him one after another.
At this moment, not far from the crowd, Yiyi's figure suddenly appeared, and while her spiritual power was mobilizing, a huge golden roulette appeared above her head. Runes flowed on the roulette, spiritual power surged, and the roulette rotated , a series of golden arcs fell like a violent storm.
This is not over yet, Hu Po crouching on the top of the giant armor let out a roar at the most densely packed place of the crowd. The impact visible to the naked eye made a group of monks from Wanmo Ridge feel as if they had been hit hard by a hammer. Without strength, the offensive slowed down.
Even so, Lu Ye was also bleeding heavily and was forced to retreat. If he hadn't seen the bad situation and built a guarding spirit pattern in front of him, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.
The giant armor charged forward to meet Lu Ye, and the turtle shell barrier that was condensed again only persisted for three breaths before it shattered.
A group of monks in Wanmo Ridge perfectly performed what it means to be killed by ants. JrNovels.com
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