"I heard that Luo Daoyou has great powers, and when I saw it today, it really opened the eyes of the concubine. A woman in white stepped forward and smiled at Luo Ping.

"No matter how vast the supernatural power is, isn't it stopped at the last pass?" Facing the woman's praise, Luo Ping smiled bitterly.

"Luo Daoyou doesn't have to be modest, I believe that with your strength, you will soon break through that last hurdle. The woman in white said, and a token appeared in her hand.

The token flashed with a light, and the next moment, the protective array that enveloped the entire Qingling City began to dissipate rapidly.

"Luo Daoyou, can you go into the city for a while?" the woman in white sent out an invitation.

Their Qingling Sect was very grateful for the assistance of the Wentian Academy Palace, and if it were not for the timely assistance of the monks of the Wentian Academy, their sect and city would probably be spared.

"No, the Academy has given me other tasks, and I can't stay here for long. Luo Ping politely declined her invitation.

"Oh well. The woman in white was a little pity, but she didn't insist any longer.

She knew that Yunzhou was experiencing a huge catastrophe at this moment, and a strong man like Luo Ping had to come forward to solve the problem.

It's a pity that the ancestor of their Qingling Sect has been closed for decades in order to hit that last level. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so embarrassed when they faced the invasion of the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance.

In the entire Yunzhou, there are only a few palms that have reached this realm, and most of these powerhouses have already entered the life and death level for the sake of the last level. Now, there are only two of these levels of combat power that can appear outside in Yunzhou.

Seeing Luo Ping ask the monks of the Heavenly Academy to go away, the woman in white immediately led everyone back to the interior of Qingling City.

The huge protective array rose again, but at this moment, the fluctuations emitted by this protective array were much weaker than before.

Having suffered this attack, the entire Qingling City must always maintain a high degree of vigilance, and must not relax in the slightest, lest it be taken advantage of by some people with ulterior motives.

Soon, Luo Ping drove the flying boat to a high mountain twenty miles away from Qingling City.

A hundred Spiritual Realm monks were released from the flying boat by him.

"The task I gave you has been successfully completed, and the next time will be up to you to act on your own and do your best to kill more evil cultivators!" Luo Ping finished speaking, controlling the flying boat to turn into a streamer of light and quickly disappear into the sky.

The hundred Spiritual Realm cultivators glanced at each other and began to choose a direction to move forward.

As they were leaving, several monks invited Mo Ye to go with them, and these monks had all been in the battle formation formed before Mo Ye, and they had also learned something about each other during the battle, but Mo Ye still refused their invitation.

"Isn't it just luck to be chosen by Elder Luo? What's the big deal?" Looking at Mo Ye's distant back, one of the monks smiled disdainfully.

His cultivation also has the pinnacle of the Spiritual Realm, and in terms of cultivation, he is not inferior to Mo Ye, who controlled the core of the battle array before.

"Let's go!" he said to the two monks beside him.

The three of them immediately chose a certain direction and began their actions.

Mo Ye went all the way, choosing a relatively remote route on the way, and did not meet any monks on the way.

Suddenly, as he passed through a valley, Mo Ye's progress suddenly stopped.

Just now, he felt a strange aura.

This breath came from that valley.

Mo Ye immediately changed his original plan, used the secret method to collect the aura on his body, and then began to gradually approach the valley.

After entering the valley, he immediately felt the strange aura that became even richer, and these breaths seemed to envelop the entire valley.

Mo Ye fixed his eyes and found that on the rock walls around the valley, there were small formations carved one after another.

"Actually turned the entire valley into a furnace!" Mo Ye's eyes instantly became solemn.

Mo Ye immediately retracted his aura to the extreme, and after confirming that there was no more aura emitting from his body, he gradually advanced towards the depths of the valley.

The deeper you go, the more strange the aura that pervades the ink night becomes. At the same time, Mo Ye also felt that there was some more gloomy atmosphere in the surrounding space. And, a faint white mist began to appear around him.

At this moment, Mo Ye's ears faintly heard some voices. The voices seemed to be the screams of the monks.

Mo Ye moved closer in the direction from which the sound came, a tall building, silhouetted in the mist.

At the same time, Mo Ye also saw several figures moving around constantly.

A conversation began to come to him.

"Liu Qi, how are the materials on your side?"

"They have already assimilated into Yin Qi for seven years, and in a few days, their bodies will be able to smoothly transform into Yin bodies. ”

"Okay, keep an eye on them, these are valuable materials that the members of the alliance have worked so hard to catch alive. ”

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Listening to their conversation, Mo Ye also understood why this valley was the way it was.

It turned out that this valley had already been carefully arranged by the evil cultivators of the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance, and it had become a secret place for them to make corpse soldiers.

With such an important place, the Ten Thousand Evil Alliance should send powerful monks to defend it. However, in addition to feeling the breath of the Spirit Realm for more than a dozen or so here, Mo Ye did not feel the existence of a breath of the Spirit Liquid Realm.

Mo Ye didn't take it lightly, who knows if there was a certain Spiritual Liquid Realm cultivator hiding his own aura and secretly guarding somewhere in this valley.

In this way, Mo Ye hid here for a day and a night. In this whole day, he also learned a lot of things from the idle chatter of these Ten Thousand Evil Alliance cultivators when they were bored.

When he heard one of them say that the monks of the Spiritual Liquid Realm had temporarily left the valley, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

Without the existence of a monk in the Spiritual Liquid Realm, he could act without hesitation.

Another hour passed, and Mo Ye had adjusted his aura to its peak. At this moment, he began to stop hiding his breath.

Mo Ye urged his body method and quickly rushed in the direction where these evil cultivators were.

As soon as the aura of the ink night appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of these evil cultivators.

However, there was no surprise on the faces of these evil cultivators, but an expression of success in their treacherous schemes.

"After waiting for so long, it can be regarded as luring this person out!"

A huge formation appeared in an instant, completely enveloping the area.

Seeing this change, Mo Ye was shocked, but the movements under his feet did not stop, and he still rushed towards those evil cultivators.

But at this moment, this formation that had just appeared began to change.

In the area shrouded by the formation, gray blades began to condense in the space, and these sharp blades were extremely sharp, with a cold light, firmly locking the aura of the ink night.

Mo Ye's body shook slightly, and the wind and cloud wings behind him also quickly expanded, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, avoiding the attack of these sharp blades.

Mo Ye's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of one of the evil cultivators, and a fist slammed into his face.

In the fist, the starry sky spiritual power kept circulating, and Mo Ye's fist also seemed to carry a thousand powers, pressing towards the person with an incomparably terrifying momentum.

"Boom!"

Hit by Mo Ye's fist, this evil cultivator quickly flew backwards under the action of great power, and his face began to bleed even more.

When he fell to the ground, his eyes were wide and lifeless.

Mo Ye's sudden attack, as well as the instant death of one of his companions, caught the remaining cultivators off guard.

At this time, Mo Ye flashed again and appeared beside another evil cultivator.

When the evil cultivator saw Mo Ye who was close to him, his face changed greatly, and one by one the treasures of defense were sacrificed, and he instantly protected his whole body.

And the moment these defensive treasures appeared, Mo Ye's fist had already bombarded in front of him. However, due to the obstruction of these defensive treasures, Mo Ye's fist did not fall on him in the end.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The other evil cultivators immediately reacted and began to jointly launch an attack on Mo Ye.

In the face of the attacks of dozens of Spiritual Realm cultivators, Mo Ye was not arrogant enough to think that he could block all of these attacks. The wind and clouds behind him shook slightly, and the whole person had disappeared in place.

The attacks launched by many evil cultivators naturally failed.

"Mobilize the power of the formation!" one of them immediately reacted, and a formation disc appeared in his hand.

The array disk activated, and the formation began to emit a strong roar. One gray light after another condensed in the air, exuding incomparably terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.

With a burst of breaking sounds, these gray rays swept through the various areas of the formation.

All the evil cultivators took out a formation disk, and after the array disk was activated, those gray rays that were scurrying around irregularly would quickly turn around after rushing towards them, and they did not cause any damage to them at all.

However, Mo Ye, who was in the dark, was in an extremely troublesome situation.

Each gray ray contained a power that could seriously injure him. In the face of these ubiquitous gray rays, he could only push his body to the extreme, constantly dodging.

In the eyes of the outside world, in the dense gray light, a blue light flashed from time to time.

"You can't go on like this!" Mo Ye's spiritual power began to deplete rapidly in such a situation. If he continued like this, there would always be a time when his spiritual power would run out.

During the dodge, Mo Ye's afterglow swept towards the tall building he had seen earlier.

The tall building is made of stout iron pillars. On each iron pillar, a monk is bound. These monks were naked, and their bodies had already turned gray under the erosion of yin qi.

"They're still awake. After Mo Ye felt the faint fluctuations coming from within their spirits, he immediately had a plan in his heart.

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