After trying his new strength, Chen Ye was very satisfied, his real combat strength was able to cross a small level compared to others.

A purple light flashed in front of Chen Ye.

Chen Ye looked up, it was a purple Flying Fire Meteor, his current bloodline power was the second stage, he was able to make his bloodline concretize into lotus flowers, and the white Flying Fire Meteor before was of no use to him.

But in the future, he still needs a lot of holy grass, using his own alchemy technique to refine the Hengyuan Pill he uses, and the Hengyuan Pill that is generally circulated is not suitable for his current cultivation system at all, so he must do it himself.

In order to exchange various sacred grass resources, especially the seeds that require various sacred grasses, it is necessary to have corresponding equivalent resources.

Spitfire Meteor is a good choice.

The white, too ordinary, purple, red and golden Spitfire meteors, are the most valuable.

Chen Ye flashed and immediately chased after him.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the purple Spitfire Meteor.

Chen Ye agitated the power of the blood veins in his body, transformed into a lotus flower, and raised his hand to grab the purple Flying Fire Meteor, which looked very simple and easy, and even Chen Ye himself was a little surprised.

On the other side, several cultivators who had turned around in the four turns of the golden pill surrounded a purple Flying Fire meteor cluster.

"Use the saint-level formation to trap him!"

"Don't let this purple Spitfire meteor run away!"

"Get him here, I've got a holy weapon to trap him!"

......

Flying Fire Meteors all have some wisdom, except for the white ones, which belong to the low level, the other purple, red, and gold ones belong to the medium wisdom.

This purple Flying Fire Meteor, facing the siege of five people, seemed calm, shuttling back and forth in the formation they arranged, easily dodging various trap forces, walking out of the formation, and bypassing the holy weapon.

"I rub, he ran away!"

"Chase, this can run!"

"Hurry up, I'm going to get it soon!"

......

The purple Flying Fire Meteor flew over from Chen Ye's side, leaving behind a long flame tail, as if to provoke Chen Ye, saying, Look, you can't catch me, you can't catch me......

Chen Ye's eyes flickered, and when the purple Flying Fire Meteor was about to pass by his side, he raised his hand and stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the Purple Flying Fire Meteor.

Chen Ye suddenly understood what was going on.

The Dao system he cultivated by himself did not belong to this world, which weakened the Flying Fire Meteor's perception of Chen Ye, and his bloodline broke through to the second stage and was able to materialize into a lotus, so that the Flying Fire Meteor was oppressed by the fire spirit.

As soon as the two were combined, Chen Ye was able to easily catch the purple Flying Fire Meteor.

Chen Ye's heart moved, since he could catch the purple ones, could he also catch the red and gold ones?

Although purple is good, it is much weaker than red and gold.

The goal in Chen Ye's mind is no longer limited to purple, but is placed on the higher value of red and gold.

"This is our Spitfire Meteor!"

"Boy, you robbed our purple Spitfire Meteor, you know!"

"Give it back to us, or we'll do it!"

......

Hearing the threatening words of a few people, a sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Ye's mouth, his strength can confront the people of the sixth turn of Jindan, how can he put it in his eyes if there are only a few people who turn four turns of Jindan.

"You want it?" said Chen Ye with a smile.

"What, you still don't want to give?" one of them, his face turned sideways, exuding a cold gaze, "You are looking for death!"

In a world where the strong are respected, there is no need to say much, you can't get used to it, just do it.

The man threw out a whip that crackled, emitting white lightning and flames.

Chen Ye was a little surprised, it was actually an explosion of two attributes, watching the whip fly, Chen Ye raised his hand and grabbed the whip in his hand.

He grabbed the whip and felt that this whip was a good Jindan three-turn or four-turn holy weapon, he thought in his heart, he just tried his refining body, and was able to withstand the attack of the fifth turn of the Jindan, now let's try his strength, can he crush the holy weapon of the fourth turn of the Jindan.

Thinking of this, the corners of Chen Ye's mouth turned up, and he pinched the whip with a fierce force.

I only heard a cracking sound, and the whip broke inch by inch and shattered into slag.

The cultivator who had just rushed over threw out his whip and was about to burst out his strength to kill Chen Ye when he heard the crisp sound of his holy weapon shattering.

His first reaction was that it was impossible! His holy weapon was the Jindan Four Turns, and the other party's strength was only the Jindan Four Turns!

But when he saw that his whip was indeed shattered, the man's jaw dropped.

The other four people, their eyes widened and their faces were full of sluggishness, and they were all thinking about the same question in their hearts, was what they saw in front of them real...... Their holy weapon, the magic weapon they were proud of, was actually crushed by a person of the same realm with his bare hands.

"Not bad...... Chen Ye said with a smile, "My strength has really increased a lot, it seems that I am not afraid at all below the fifth turn of Jindan!"

With a fierce force, Chen Ye tore off the whip.

The whip broke, and the cultivator who turned around the golden pill lost his traction for a while, immediately lost his balance, and fell backwards.

He staggered in the air, retreating backwards for an unknown number of steps, and was caught by others before stopping.

Chen Ye looked at a few people and said calmly, "This purple flying fire meteor is yours?"

Several people suddenly became dumb, stunned by fright, and could not speak at all.

Chen Ye asked again, "This is yours?"

Several people trembled as if they were struck by lightning, and a few spirits immediately came to their senses.

Especially the person who was Fang Cai, his whip holy weapon was crushed with his bare hands, but he didn't dare to complain in the slightest, and when he heard Chen Ye's question, he had to respond hard-headed: "Senior...... No...... Senior, this is not ...... This is the ...... of the predecessors"

In a panic, the man was so frightened that he couldn't speak incoherently.

Chen Ye looked at the others and asked, "This is yours?"

"Not ......"

"The seniors misunderstood, it's not ours!"

"This belongs to the seniors, how dare we take possession!"

......

The attitude of several people turned down, and there was no arrogance at all.

Chen Ye looked at it and let the purple Flying Fire Meteor go.

The purple Spitfire meteor that regained its freedom, a flash, quickly disappeared, and ran fast.

A few people saw that their eyes were straight, and the purple flying fire meteor that they had finally hit was so easily discarded? Why is that......

The usual white Spitfire meteors are not easy to get, but now that they have purple ones, they are willing to let them go!

Chen Ye clapped his hands, purple is indeed rare, but his vision is different, if he wants it, then he wants to get the best, what he wants to catch is even rarer red and gold.

Chen Ye looked at a few people and said, "The vision should be wide, the gaze should be high, and it is purple, it is not worth the effort!"