Chapter Seventy-Two: It's not that enemies don't get together

The moment he stepped into the small world, there was a smile in Ye Li's eyes, although it was said that breaking through here was a forced choice, but the aura of heaven and earth here was at least dozens of times that of other places.

It's just that when he stepped into the small world, Ye Li was almost slightly stunned, because in front of him, there were actually three people standing, and these three people he had met not long ago.

These three people were Sikong Jing and Xuanyang Sect's Lu Wuchen and Mo Yu who were taught by Ye Li in the inn, but Lu Wuchen and Mo Yu, who were originally only at the peak of martial arts, have now become martial spirit level existences.

Ye Li's gaze fell on the two newly promoted martial spirits, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that in just ten days, you broke through directly, it's really interesting, it seems that this one should be a source master!"

Saying that, Ye Li's gaze finally fell on Sikong Jing's body, a martial artist level 7 really has no qualifications to arouse Ye Li's interest, and a source master can barely be regarded as having such qualifications!

At this time, Sikong Jing's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said slowly: "Aren't you very arrogant? In the realm of martial arts, I admit that you are already very strong, but these two Dao brothers are masters of the martial spirit level, and they have the ability to continue to be arrogant!"

While speaking, Sikong Jing actually withdrew directly, although he did have confidence in the two people around him, but he never thought that he could fight against this monster whose strength could be called terrifying.

"I can't imagine that I was soft-hearted for the first time and brought trouble to myself, although this is nothing, but this feeling of being troubled is still uncomfortable, so you better die!"

As he spoke, Ye Li slapped his palm directly, ignoring the two Xuanyang Sect disciples who had now reached the martial spirit level, and went straight to Sikong Jing, who was retreating.

Ignored by the existence of a martial artist at the peak, Lu Wuchen was furious on the spot, a mirror appeared in his hand, without any hesitation, the vitality on his body was directly and frantically injected into the middle of the mirror, and a firelight rushed out directly!

"It's just the first level of martial arts, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

For Lu Wuchen's angry shot, Ye Li seemed to be indifferent, and waved his palm very casually, gathering terrifying vitality in his hand, which was not inferior to martial spirits at all.

And Mo Yu, who was relatively calm on the tip of his nose, was also full of anger, a martial artist at the pinnacle, who dared to make such a move on the existence of the martial spirit level, and completely ignored his existence.

So after a little hesitation, Mo Yu still made a move, and his bracer was a pair of magic weapons at the martial spirit level, which could make his current cultivation at the first level of martial spirit directly exert the power of the third level of martial spirit.

However, Ye Li no longer had the hand to deal with this guy, he just glanced at it very casually, and then a golden ocean appeared, but the difference was that there was only a golden lotus in the middle of the golden ocean.

Just like what the Devouring Demon Saint said before, each vision has its own particularity, and it is the existence that is most in line with the Great Dao, and before Ye Li changed the appearance of the Bitter Sea Seed Golden Lotus in order to pursue power, it can be said to be a kind of progress, or it can be said to be a kind of regression.

And after seeing the Xuanyang Sect Master's move, Ye Li finally recognized this fact, and fused the nine green lotuses in the middle of the wheel sea into one, and the vision that was cast naturally returned to the original appearance.

When he saw the vision, Mo Yu was already panicking, he was the Tianjiao of the quasi-holy land, so he naturally knew what level of existence this thing was, but even Wu Yunxia, the current first person of the younger generation of Xuanyang Sect, had not cultivated his own vision.

And Mo Yu is only a martial spirit level existence after all, although he can barely be regarded as the Tianjiao of this generation, but he has no ability to resist at all when facing the vision.

When he saw that the two martial spirit level masters who were relied on were suppressed together, Sikong Jing really panicked, he was a disciple of the Sikong family, and there was a grandfather at the peak of the Martial Emperor, he should have a bright future, he didn't want to fall like this.

So when Ye Li's palm fell, he shouted without hesitation: "You can't kill me, I am a disciple of the Sikong family, I am a source master, if you kill me, the Sikong family will not let you go!"

If he was outside, Ye Li would really be a little afraid in the face of such a threat, after all, although he said that there was Mengchenxuan behind him, it was impossible for Mengchenxuan to follow him all the time, and it was impossible for him to face the Sikong family at all.

But this is a secret realm, there may be countless opportunities in it, and at the same time, there will be countless dangers, it is normal to kill people here, let alone a common family, even if it is a holy place, I am not worth fearing.

So Ye Li's movements didn't stop at all, and he shot it directly, even a martial spirit didn't dare to have a hard time with Ye Li's palm. Not to mention a little martial artist.

Although there are still a few defensive magic weapons on Sikong Jing's body, it is really a little worthless in front of Ye Li's strength, and when a palm falls, Sikong Jing's body is directly shattered.

On the other side, Lu Wuchen and Mo Yu also had no way to resist Ye Li's power, and they were directly killed after a simple fight, and the storage bags of the three of them fell into Ye Li's hands.

Lu Wuchen and Mo Yu were both ordinary disciples of the Xuanyang Sect, and they had just reached the level of martial spirits, and almost all of the extremely limited resources in their hands were consumed when they broke through the martial spirits.

But Sikong Jing is different, although the power of the Sikong family is only comparable to the quasi-holy land, but the wealth is not inferior to the ordinary holy land.

And although Sikong Jing said that his talent for cultivation is not good, he still has some talent in the source technique. Barely a source master, that accumulation is not inferior at all even compared to some senior martial arts powerhouses.

In Sikong Jing's storage bag, Ye Li directly turned out more than thirty catties of source stones, as well as a few books on source techniques, which were obviously practiced by Sikong Jing.

In the face of the source stone, Ye Li can still remain calm, but in front of the classics about the source technique, Ye Li has no way to remain calm, after all, he has mastered the true eye, as long as he can learn the source technique well, the source stone can be said to be more or less in the future.

And in another corner of the small world, Sikong Yu, a genius of the Sikong family who was with Jiang Chen before, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at a broken piece of jade in his hand, and said with a frown.

"It's strange, this is just entering the small world, and that guy is protected by two martial spirit level Xuanyang Sect disciples, how could he fall so quickly, could it be that there is something abnormal there?"