Chapter 67: The Night Mourning Hall (Part II)
- Whoosh.
The two one-horned civet lions with green eyes and fierce light opened their bloody mouths and pounced on the landing night.
However, because these two spirit beasts were low-level spirit beasts, they couldn't use magic skills at all, and Lu Ye didn't have to worry about being counterattacked, so he gathered his spiritual power and slapped the two spirit beasts that pounced on him!
- Smack!
A violent blow sounded on the heads of the two spirit beasts, and after that, the two one-horned spirit beasts that had been knocked a few feet away were like rolling loaches on the ground before they died after a while, and the corpses then formed into stones.
- Bang!
There was another crisp sound of breaking the mirror, and the formation outside the mourning hall shattered, which proved that the two spirit beasts died under only one palm, and their lives were as thin as paper.
Is that all it takes? Won't the formation rise again?
Not.
Lu Ye's face was solemn at the moment, he was not excited about killing the two spirit beasts easily, he was afraid that the formation would be suddenly rebuilt, and the two spirit beasts would be resurrected again, jumping out from somewhere else to catch him off guard.
- Whew!
A strong wind blew through Lu Ye's ears.
Before he could take a few steps forward, Lu Ye stopped due to the perception in his heart, and a dazzling red light flashed under his feet, and countless broken red lines on the ground presented by spiritual power began to be handed over again.
Almost instantly, the scarlet blood line under Lu Ye's feet turned into a strange pattern.
Lu Ye sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly used the instantaneous step to contact the range of the formation, and he was about to start, when the two one-horned spirit lions that were shot to death were resurrected again.
Lu Ye didn't want to be entangled meaninglessly any longer, so he used his instantaneous steps to run out of the formation.
The results were unexpected.
What the?
These two one-horned greyhounds are faster than themselves!
One step ahead, the two one-horned spirit lions arrived at the edge of the formation, forcing Lu Ye to stop his instantaneous step, with Lu Ye's current first-order cultivation in the spirit realm, the Storm Palm could not be released in an instant, only in his hand in advance.
However, Lu Ye calmed down his uneasy heart in the blink of an eye, and the instantaneous step was only a third-order now, and there were still spirit beasts or monks whose martial arts speed could be above him.
Now it's just a quick fix.
Without saying a word, Lu Ye slammed his palms at a reckless spirit lion.
- Smack!
Another skull shattering.
The two unicorn spirit beasts were hit by the Storm Palm of the third order of cultivation in the same way, and they had to lie on the ground and not move.
Their strength has not improved, to put it nicely, they are just to consume Lu Ye's spiritual power and physical strength, because Lu Ye is still only at the spirit realm level, and his body can't hold it if he uses too many superb martial arts.
This array, if you can't find the eye of the array to crack it, even if it is broken, it will be restored, and there is no need to waste time here.
"I can see where the array is. ”
Suddenly, a determined girl's voice sounded over her shoulder.
It was Li Er who said this, it had been watching, and Lu Ye thought that it was locked in the mourning hall behind him.
Lu Ye replied, "Do you see that?"
"Of course, this person in the formation is too powerful, at least he is a Dharma King. Li Er looked up at the huge and bright thing in the heavenly dome, "The eye of the formation is the moon. ”
"The moon, that means that as long as the moon can be covered, the formation will be broken?"
"I thought you were going to say that the moon was extinguished. Li'er replied in a joking tone.
This big sentence, even if it was Lu Ye of the previous Saint Realm level, could not be realized.
However, there is no need to go to great lengths to get this unrealistic thing, the radius of the formation is only ten zhang, Lu Ye took advantage of the fact that the two one-horned spirit lions were in the process of repairing, and hurriedly stepped out of the formation in an instant.
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Light Flower Teaching.
Treasure Chamber.
In the middle of the night, Su Yan, the deputy head of the Light Flower Sect, dressed in purple clothes and wearing a hair drape, came here again.
Last time, that was when I came to the Treasure Pavilion to check on the spirit beast and found that the spirit beast had escaped.
Eight days, it has been eight days since I found out that the spirit beast had left Qinghua, and in these eight days, Su Yan didn't want to think about it, and all her anger was focused on Lu Ye, a disciple of the Dust Realm Rank of the Lingyun Sect.
Why would that spirit beast be with Lu Ye so desperately?
Judging from these gang battles, Lu Ye is really not an ordinary person, every game is in a state of one against five, and Su Yan, who regards the weak as a dog, treats him as a human being.
"It's time to go to sleep, deputy head ......"
A gentle concern sounded from behind Su Yan.
She was followed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with two short ponytails, a pale white dress, and beautiful blue eyes.
Her name is Tan Qing, a second-order Dharma Dao monk in the Spirit Realm, and she is also Su Yan's right-hand man.
"Let's not mention this for now, let's talk about important things, I didn't call you for anything else. Su Yan said with her hands on her shoulders.
The girl nodded her head, "At present, the intensity of the practice room of the Light Flower Sect has been greatly reduced. ”
Su Yan turned around and asked, "Is it because there is no Sect Beast?"
"Yes. The girl nodded.
The Light Flower Sect, a monk who is a woman from top to bottom, can live in Jinyang City and become the second largest gang, completely relying on that spirit beast to release his spiritual power in the painting, improve the strength of the practice room, and improve the overall strength of the Light Flower Sect.
Su Yan raised her charming chin slightly with emotion, and looked at the blank picture scroll on the ceiling, without the Zhenjiao spirit beast in this painting, no matter how precious the treasure and spiritual weapon of this treasure pavilion was, it looked dull.
The first to bear the brunt is the big head of the Light Flower Sect - Ning Xue.
It was by relying on the highest intensity of the practice room that she raised her cultivation to the Heavenly Realm level, thus gaining supreme prestige. In Jinyang City, Li Zu of the Lingwu Hall was the first, and Ning Xue of the Light Flower Sect was the second.
Almost no one could withstand the spiritual pressure of the best practice room, and Su Yan didn't think much of the two Lingyun Sect disciples who died in the practice room that day.
However, Lu Ye, who also entered this supreme practice room, was unscathed, could it be that Lu Ye did not cultivate in it to save his life?
If you didn't cultivate, how could you have risen to the ninth order of the Dust Realm in just a few days?
Su Yan has a low-level voyeuristic technique, and when she met Lu Ye for the first time, Su Yan's perception of him was just a weak person of the second order of the Lingyun Sect's dust realm.
The cultivation limit of the highest level of the Light Flower Sect is the realm level!
Su Yan lowered her head slightly, and stroked her undulating chest with one hand, and she could clearly feel the heat surging in her heart between her fingers.
Even the eighth-order self of the earth realm has considerable pressure in this practice room, but he is safe and sound in the second-order of the dust realm, will he still be his opponent in the future?
Put away all her thoughts, Su Yan should also prepare for the martial arts fight with Lingyun Sect from now on, now that Lingyun Sect's momentum is too strong, maybe it can really compete with the Light Flower Sect.
"The Beast of the Suppression Sect must be recaptured. Su Yan dropped these words and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion.