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date="2021-11-10"

title="Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four"

weight="146326"

series = ["The Great Sage of Humanity"]

mode = "manual"

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With the killing of the black streamer, the pressure on Cangming Mountain dropped sharply. The guardian of Cangming Mountain immediately saw the opportunity and shouted: "Open the battle, kill the enemy!"

It's no good to be beaten and not fight back. This is a good time to fight back.

The huge array opened, and the resentful Cangming Mountain monk rumbling out, at the same time, many Haotianmeng monks who were watching the situation nearby also swarmed in. Under the front and back attack, they would come to attack in only half a day. The Wanmoling monks at the Cangming Mountain resident retreated.

With the help of Cangming Mountain, many Haotian League monks entered the Cangming Mountain resident together, and the protective formation was reopened. For a while, the resident's defensive force greatly increased.

In this way, if Ten Thousand Demon Ridge came to attack the resident, Cangming Mountain would have the power to resist.

And not long after the battle started, the black streamer was already wrapped in the power of the purple thunder and quickly went away.

Until now, the two guards of Cangming Mountain didn't know who had come.

After some subpoenas and inquiries, the answer was obtained.

"This is this one?" The guard made a dazed expression, "But... isn't this a medical practitioner?" He remembered that he was seriously injured a few years ago. This healer is coming. The uncle's healing methods are extremely good. After the injury, she recovered in only three days. It is said that in the entire military state practice circle, her medical skills can be ranked first. Yes, the resurgent medical skills have saved many people.

He was really confused!

In the black streamer, beside the graceful figure, the purple thunder continued to flicker, turning into countless tiny thunder whips, whipping her body.

Although she has tried her best to control the number of murders, is the punishment of Heaven's Mystery a joke? The purple thunder is extremely destructive and corrosive. Ordinary monks will feel unhappy if they get a little bit of it, but at this moment, she is wrapped in the thunder. But as if there was nothing wrong with people, there was no slight pain in the face.

She looked forward and flew with all her strength, hurry up, hurry up!

At an unknown distance in front of her, Lu Yezheng rode Amber and fled in embarrassment. A figure leaped into the air to chase him. He was in mid-air, and the person pointed a finger and ran towards Lu Ye's direction.

The other person's expression is relaxed and free, as if he was running over an ant.

A huge spiritual finger appeared on the top of Lu Ye's head and quickly pressed it down. He was the ant that was crushed!

Humber moved left and right, still unable to avoid the opponent's attack range. When his spiritual power finger pressed down, Lu Ye screamed and urged the guard spirit pattern, pressing it on the top of his head.

Even if he kept urging his spiritual power to maintain this defensive spirit pattern, he could not resist the opponent's attack, and the sound of a click came out, and the guard was broken.

Lu Ye instantly felt as if he was being held down by a large mountain, and Amber under him roared and fell to his knees.

He couldn't breathe, and his chest was dull. Just when Lu Ye felt that he was bound to die, he suddenly heard the sound of clanging swords, and then there was a roar: "Sword lunatic of the Northern Profound Sword Sect?"

The pressure on the top of his head immediately disappeared. Lu Ye turned his head and looked around. don’t know when there was a man in Tsing Yi beside him. He couldn’t see the appearance of that person because he was holding a long sword with his back facing Lu Ye. .

"Does the Northern Profound Sword Sect also intervene?" The cultivator Wanmoling who was pursuing him shouted angrily, his voice clearly a little jealous.

"Go!" The man in Tsing Yi was obviously not a talkative person, and he said to Lu Ye softly.

"Thank you brother!" Lu Ye thanked him and hurriedly fled.

Beixuan Jianzong, if remember correctly, is one of the top ten first-tier sects in Bingzhou, Yu Xiaodie told him this before.

Not long after running, there was a fierce confrontation behind him, and the sound of swords roaring and whistling was endless!

The investigation is very picture, and the distance to Cangmingshan station is getting closer, but the further forward, the greater the resistance he encounters. Lu Ye doesn't know if he can reach Cangmingshan station smoothly, but now he has no choice. , Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames in front of him, he can only bite the bullet and rush into it.

Fortunately, the Haotian League is very strong. Whenever there is a strong person that Lu Ye can't resist, there are always people from the Haotian League to take over and resist.

After half a day, Lu Ye was forced to stop at a peak. This peak was extremely weird, as if someone cut it from the middle with a single knife. The entire peak was cut flat, and the peak was barren without any vegetation, all trees. The flowers and plants only grow to the position below the peak, as if there is an invisible boundary there, blocking all vitality.

On the tenth map, the golden light top is marked here.

This is a mountain with a name. It is difficult to calculate the number of such mountain peaks in the wilderness. Generally, there is no exclusive name. At most, it is marked with the name of an entire mountain, such as Qingyun Mountain where Lu Ye first settled. There are many peaks, as well as the Baifeng Mountain passing by.

In such a comparison, such a very special mountain seems a bit extraordinary.

Rumor has it that the terrain here was created by a peerless powerhouse with a sword, but the strongest in the entire Lingxi battlefield is the nine-level realm who has practiced the Heaven-level Cultivation Technique. Even if these people are ten times more powerful, they are not. May create such a spectacular spectacle.

How Jinguangding was formed is always a mystery.

At this moment, more than a dozen cultivators of the Haotian League surrounded Lu Ye, and the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators gathered from all directions.

Has reached a dead end, there is no escape.

Although the strength of the cultivators of the Haotian League is not weak, but there are many people on the other side, after the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators surrounded this place, they did not rush to do anything, but kept sending messages outside.

As the information spread, the news that the Jade-Blooded Sect Lu Ye was trapped in Jinguangding spread, and the two nearby cultivators rushed towards this side, and fighting broke out while still halfway there.

"You guys, can't wait any longer, I'm afraid no one can leave." A burly body repairer shouted.

"Then kill it!" Someone agreed.

"It's not difficult to just kill out, but the little daoist who wants to protect the Jade Blood Sect may not be successful."

"What should I do, wait here for death?"

"It's impossible to wait for death. You must drag a few on the road before you die."

"Boy, are you afraid of death?" someone asked Lu Ye.

"afraid!"

The interrogator was speechless for a while, and Lu Ye made it difficult to answer the conversation.

"But I don't want to wait for death here." Lu Ye slowly drew his sword: "I have all the seniors' support today. Lu Ye is grateful. Wanmoling is aimed at me. Please break through, and I will try my best to keep up. If you can’t keep up, don’t care about my life and death.”

With a slap on the back of Lu Ye's head, the burly body cultivator said, "A five-layer realm, what kind of majesty, you won't be able to die before we die!"

He took a deep breath, and his burly body suddenly swelled in a circle. His muscles were well-defined, and his blood boiled from a high grave. The heat wave was tumbling. Two hot air blasted from his nostrils: "I'm going to break through. Hold tight!"

Someone told Lu Ye: "Don't die, you die, Wanmoling will win this game. If that's the case, I won't be stunned by death."

This dispute continues to this day. Many monks in the Haotian League are too lazy to pay attention to the grievances of the previous generation. In their minds, they simply cannot let Wanmoling win the victory. As for the price that must be paid for it. ...Which day will no one be dead on the battlefield of Lingxi? Even if there was no conflict this time, the Haotian League and Wanmoling would still fight every day.

"Kill!" With a roar, everyone broke through in one direction under the leadership of that body. In that direction, many Wanmoling cultivators immediately retreated, and at the same time, a Dao magic spell came from there.

The head of the body stubbornly withstood the attacks of those spells, rushing forward like a mad cow, and the many Haotianmeng monks behind him displayed their methods and desperately broke through.

However, this time the breakout was ultimately unsuccessful, because everyone had to face not only the pressure from the front, but also other directions.

After a while, all the people who had rushed out were suppressed and returned. Almost all of them were injured, but Lu Ye, who was surrounded by them, was unscathed.

"Come again!" body cultivator roared and changed a direction to break through. In that direction, a group of Haotian League cultivators were coming to kill. As long as they can meet with them, there is a high chance that they will be able to escape.

However, with the passage of time, more and more cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridges gathered, and the group of cultivators from the Haotian League who had been killed were also divided up, fighting each other!

Lu Ye and the others were even suppressed in place, unable to move. There were only a dozen of them, but fewer than ten were left!

The raging flames burned, but it was a few magic cultivators standing in mid-air that urged the magic. Although those cultivators were dressed differently, there was a flame on their foreheads that seemed to be burning, obviously from the same power. , With their actions, fire dragons pounced from the air and attacked directly at the headed body repair. Although the body repaired hard to resist, it was still burned all over.

The eyes of the crowd showed despair, and the body training was seriously injured, so they had no hope of breaking out.

The fire dragon rises again, spreading its teeth and dancing claws. Those practitioners obviously want to completely solve the physical training. Without physical training, they are in front. Lu Ye and others are the fish on the chopping board.

"You...what do you want to do to my junior brother...?"

At this moment of crisis, a depressed, angry voice suddenly came, even on this noisy battlefield, it still clearly spread to everyone's ears.

In the first two words, the voice was still quite distant, but when the last word fell, the person had already killed him close.

The black streamer rushed, wrapped in the power of lavender thunder, directly rushed to the magic practitioner who used the fire dragon technique, and the speed was beyond imagination.

Na Faxiu's face changed, and he quickly turned around and shot a fire dragon at the incoming person.