Chapter: 850
When even they got together to discuss, soon, more than two thousand people broke up and scattered in all directions.
You don't need to rescue Lu Ye, and it's not easy to attack Wandulin, so go and kill those Wanmoling monks who came to support, anyway, you can't come back empty-handed, no matter whether he has dates or not, first hit a few shots Besides.
When more than 2,000 people from the Haotian Union were scattered, the monks on the Wanmo Ridge were thinking about a problem.
Why isn't Lu Yiye dead yet?
Two days ago, Lu Yiye used an inexplicable method to summon the Vermilion Bird, the four-element holy beast, and killed more than two hundred monks in the core circle of Wanmo Ridge in one fell swoop. Such an unimaginably powerful method definitely placed an unimaginable load on the monks.
Afterwards, he had to be rescued by the giant armor, and escaped into the depths of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Forest. Everyone thought that his life was not long, and that he would die of poison in a short time.
But now two days have passed, and this guy is still alive and well, because his name is impressively listed on the Lingxi list and has not disappeared.
How can he survive!
The Wanmo Ridge side especially couldn't understand this point.
Even if he is proficient in formations and can create a suitable living environment for himself through formations, he has already been severely poisoned in the process of going deep into the forest of ten thousand poisons, and there is no reason why he can continue to linger on.
Maybe... maybe... maybe he's going to die soon?
With this expectation in mind, the cultivators gathered outside the Wanmo Ridge continued to wait.
If Lu Yiye never dies, they can't feel at ease. They have to stay here and watch this scourge die in the Ten Thousand Poisonous Forest with their own eyes before giving up.
During the waiting period, a bad news came out quickly. The Haotian Union was intercepting and killing the monks from Wanmo Ridge who rushed over from all directions, and their side had suffered a lot of losses.
This situation is expected, and the Haotian Union will definitely target such a big move by the Wanmo Ridge this time, but the number of people gathered by the Haotian Union is not as large as that of the Wanmo Ridge. act like this.
The Wanmo Ridge side sent messages to all directions, asking the monks who came to support to be careful, and at the same time dispatched manpower to respond.
Two hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, a battle had just ended. It was said to be a battle, but it was actually a one-sided massacre. On the ground were the corpses of several Wanmo Ridge monks. Next to the corpses, a woman with a quiet and dignified temperament Standing quietly, a blue light glowed on the back of the raised hand.
It was Huaci who was captured here by those heavenly cultivators from Wanmo Ridge.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Hua Ci felt quite helpless. She originally planned to follow a few people from Wanmo Ridge to Wandulin, and then enter Wandulin to find Lu Ye. Who would have thought that these short-lived The ghost was so unlucky that when he arrived here, he was killed by a team of Haotianmeng monks who were ambushing here!
Forced to do nothing, Hua Ci could only show her mark on the battlefield.
There were eight Haotianmeng cultivators who attacked and killed these people. The leader was Tianjiu. A long sword in his hand stopped only three inches away from Huaci. When he saw the blue light, he immediately withdrew his sword, surprised Said: "This junior sister, why are you with the people from Wanmo Ridge?"
Hua Ci explained: "I'm a doctor, and I was captured by them."
A group of people suddenly realized that it was not uncommon for the enemy's medical practitioners to be captured in the Lingxi battlefield. Generally, captured medical practitioners would not be treated too harshly, which led them to think that Hua Ci and those people were in the same group. .
"Junior Sister, this place is not very peaceful now, do you want to come with us?" the sword-wielding monk asked.
Although Huaci's ordinary ninth-level cultivation base is not very high, she is also qualified to enter the inner circle. The most important thing is that she is a medical practitioner.
Cultivators fight with others, and when no one is injured, there is a doctor by his side to let go of his hands and feet.
Hua Ci shook her head.
The sword-wielding cultivator didn't force it, and said upon seeing this: "Then junior sister, hurry up and leave, there might be a cultivator from Wanmo Ridge here soon to investigate the situation."
After instructing Hua Ci, the group quickly left.
Watching this group of people disappear, Hua Ci looked at the corpses lying in the pool of blood again, feeling a little bit resentful, feeling that these guys are too weak, they are invincible when facing themselves, but against Shang The cultivators of the Haotian League are so vulnerable. JrNovels.com
You don't need to rescue Lu Ye, and it's not easy to attack Wandulin, so go and kill those Wanmoling monks who came to support, anyway, you can't come back empty-handed, no matter whether he has dates or not, first hit a few shots Besides.
When more than 2,000 people from the Haotian Union were scattered, the monks on the Wanmo Ridge were thinking about a problem.
Why isn't Lu Yiye dead yet?
Two days ago, Lu Yiye used an inexplicable method to summon the Vermilion Bird, the four-element holy beast, and killed more than two hundred monks in the core circle of Wanmo Ridge in one fell swoop. Such an unimaginably powerful method definitely placed an unimaginable load on the monks.
Afterwards, he had to be rescued by the giant armor, and escaped into the depths of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Forest. Everyone thought that his life was not long, and that he would die of poison in a short time.
But now two days have passed, and this guy is still alive and well, because his name is impressively listed on the Lingxi list and has not disappeared.
How can he survive!
The Wanmo Ridge side especially couldn't understand this point.
Even if he is proficient in formations and can create a suitable living environment for himself through formations, he has already been severely poisoned in the process of going deep into the forest of ten thousand poisons, and there is no reason why he can continue to linger on.
Maybe... maybe... maybe he's going to die soon?
With this expectation in mind, the cultivators gathered outside the Wanmo Ridge continued to wait.
If Lu Yiye never dies, they can't feel at ease. They have to stay here and watch this scourge die in the Ten Thousand Poisonous Forest with their own eyes before giving up.
During the waiting period, a bad news came out quickly. The Haotian Union was intercepting and killing the monks from Wanmo Ridge who rushed over from all directions, and their side had suffered a lot of losses.
This situation is expected, and the Haotian Union will definitely target such a big move by the Wanmo Ridge this time, but the number of people gathered by the Haotian Union is not as large as that of the Wanmo Ridge. act like this.
The Wanmo Ridge side sent messages to all directions, asking the monks who came to support to be careful, and at the same time dispatched manpower to respond.
Two hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, a battle had just ended. It was said to be a battle, but it was actually a one-sided massacre. On the ground were the corpses of several Wanmo Ridge monks. Next to the corpses, a woman with a quiet and dignified temperament Standing quietly, a blue light glowed on the back of the raised hand.
It was Huaci who was captured here by those heavenly cultivators from Wanmo Ridge.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Hua Ci felt quite helpless. She originally planned to follow a few people from Wanmo Ridge to Wandulin, and then enter Wandulin to find Lu Ye. Who would have thought that these short-lived The ghost was so unlucky that when he arrived here, he was killed by a team of Haotianmeng monks who were ambushing here!
Forced to do nothing, Hua Ci could only show her mark on the battlefield.
There were eight Haotianmeng cultivators who attacked and killed these people. The leader was Tianjiu. A long sword in his hand stopped only three inches away from Huaci. When he saw the blue light, he immediately withdrew his sword, surprised Said: "This junior sister, why are you with the people from Wanmo Ridge?"
Hua Ci explained: "I'm a doctor, and I was captured by them."
A group of people suddenly realized that it was not uncommon for the enemy's medical practitioners to be captured in the Lingxi battlefield. Generally, captured medical practitioners would not be treated too harshly, which led them to think that Hua Ci and those people were in the same group. .
"Junior Sister, this place is not very peaceful now, do you want to come with us?" the sword-wielding monk asked.
Although Huaci's ordinary ninth-level cultivation base is not very high, she is also qualified to enter the inner circle. The most important thing is that she is a medical practitioner.
Cultivators fight with others, and when no one is injured, there is a doctor by his side to let go of his hands and feet.
Hua Ci shook her head.
The sword-wielding cultivator didn't force it, and said upon seeing this: "Then junior sister, hurry up and leave, there might be a cultivator from Wanmo Ridge here soon to investigate the situation."
After instructing Hua Ci, the group quickly left.
Watching this group of people disappear, Hua Ci looked at the corpses lying in the pool of blood again, feeling a little bit resentful, feeling that these guys are too weak, they are invincible when facing themselves, but against Shang The cultivators of the Haotian League are so vulnerable. JrNovels.com
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