Mo Ye mobilized the spiritual power in the spiritual sea, one percent, two percent...... When he mobilized fifty percent of the spiritual power in the spiritual sea, a layer of white light also appeared on the sword body of the Fire Sword.

"Slash!" Mo Ye's eyes sharpened, and he swung his sword in the direction of the black-faced monk.

An extremely bright white light flashed in an instant, and the eyes of the black-faced monk and the four monks beside him suddenly widened. The next moment, a long line of blood appeared on their waists, and then the whole person split in half and fell from the air.

After doing this, Mo Ye said indifferently: "Whoever wants to find death, you can give it a try!"

Seeing the five monks of the Spiritual Realm die tragically in front of them, the eyes of the remaining seven monks flashed with horror. They looked at each other for a moment, and then hurried back to the ground, not daring to fight the young man in the sky again.

But they didn't see that the moment they turned around, the pale color on the face of the young man they regarded as the devil flashed.

Mo Ye ventured to urge fifty percent of the spiritual power in his body to release the instant thunder slash, and finally shocked these monks. If they are allowed to form a coalition situation, no matter how great his ability is, he will inevitably die after all.

Mo Ye took out a bottle of spiritual milk, swallowed half a bottle, and the rich spiritual energy suddenly dissolved in his body. Under his desperate refining, the spiritual power consumed before was quickly replenished.

Mo Ye looked up and looked down, and after seeing that the remaining seven monks really didn't dare to fight his idea again, he came to the second ball of light on the top layer with confidence and began to attack it.

Three balls of light, the first one brought him a long sword with extremely strong spiritual rhyme, and what could the remaining two bring him?

With an expectant expression, Mo Ye broke open the second ball of light, and a silver inner armor appeared in his sight. The whole body of the inner armor is covered with dense spirit patterns, and just by looking at it, it feels extremely complicated.

Putting away the inner armor, Ink Night came to the third ball of light and broke it open.

This time, a ball of blue light fell out of the ball of light, exuding a spiritual charm that was richer than the long sword and inner armor, but no matter how Mo Ye observed, he couldn't see what this blue light was.

"What the hell is this?" Mo Ye grabbed the cyan light in confusion, and the moment his hand touched the blue light, the light turned into a stream of blue light, wrapping his body. At the same time, an extremely vast aura emanated from his body, even alarming the seven monks below.

I saw a pair of cyan wings of light stretching out from his back, making his whole life emit a divine aura.

"It's ...... Flying magic weapon?" Mo Ye said with some surprise.

Feeling the pair of flesh-and-bone wings of light, Mo Ye adapted to it, and quickly manipulated it freely. He tried to inject spiritual power into it, the light wings vibrated slightly, and the whole person instantly appeared three zhang away.

If he can skillfully apply it to battle, then he is equivalent to an infinite teleportation move, such a powerful function, it will definitely allow him to save the day in some dangerous moments.

Mo Ye's mind moved, and the light wings instantly retracted, turning into a cyan mark on his back. If he wanted to, he could re-summon the wings of light through this mark at any time.

Mo Ye didn't break the rest of the light balls, what he got from the top three light balls was enough for him to benefit for a long time, there was no need to covet more.

Mo Ye fell back to the ground, and the seven monks also subconsciously retreated. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Mo Ye was not attacking them, but sitting cross-legged on the ground.

However, they didn't dare to disturb Mo Ye, who had entered the cultivation state, for fear that after angering him, they would end up with the five people before.

Mo Ye did not cultivate as they had guessed, but quietly comprehended the Wind Wing Escape Method in his mind. After retracting the light wings, he suddenly had an idea, if he used the wind wing escape method to cooperate with the light wings, would it be able to play a greater role?

As soon as this thought appeared, it gradually grew in Mo Ye's mind, and one thought after another appeared in his mind. However, these things will not be able to be carried out until he successfully comprehends the Wind Wing Escape Method.

As a high-grade spiritual skill, the Wind Wing Escape Method is far from the imagination of the dark night. An hour had passed, and he probably hadn't comprehended a thousandth of the content. In this way, even if he realized to the point where he could barely perform it, it would take a long time.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took, Mo Ye slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of realization flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he finally succeeded in comprehending the basic part of the Wind Wing Escape Method. Like a lightning slash, he could easily use it now, but he couldn't wield his maximum power.

The wings of light instantly stretched out from Mo Ye's back, and he shook slightly. The next moment, Mo Ye appeared out of thin air ten zhang away, and in the same place, the afterimage he left behind also began to slowly dissipate.

"It's so strong!" a look of horror flashed in Mo Ye's eyes.

The teleportation of ten zhang, no matter what time it is, can bring him a huge effect. It seems that the power of the Wind Wing Escape Method and the Light Wing is still above his imagination. If he fully comprehended the Wind Wing Escape Method and completely refined the Light Wing, then how high would this teleportation go?

Thinking of this, Mo Ye faintly had a hint of anticipation.

Mo Ye got up from the ground and looked around. I saw that three of the seven monks had disappeared into this Spirit Weapon Pavilion, and the remaining four were leading the monks who had just arrived in this place, concentrating on attacking a ball of light.

"The four of you come here, I want to ask you something!" Mo Ye looked at them and said lightly.

After hearing Mo Ye's voice, the four monks' faces changed slightly, and then they came to Mo Ye's side and said with a flattering smile: "I don't know what the seniors want to ask us, we will definitely do our best to answer for the seniors!"

"Where are those three people?" asked Moye.

"We've got the exit to this Artifact Pavilion, they've already left, and we're trying to make a fortune in this place. The four monks replied one after another.

"Where's the exit?" Moye asked again.

"It's on the wall over there, it's really just a camouflage, and attacking it will make the passage visible. The four monks pointed to one place.

Mo Ye followed the direction they were pointing, and sure enough, he saw some residual traces of attack.

"Senior, this is a little bit of our heart, what happened before, please forgive me for my ignorance!" Seeing that Mo Ye was about to leave, the four monks hurriedly stopped Mo Ye. When Mo Ye turned around, each of them had an extra storage bag in their hands and respectfully handed it to Mo Ye's hand.

"Hmm!" Mo Ye took the four storage bags and nodded to the four of them. Putting them away, he walked towards the passage to which the men had pointed.

"Four seniors, why are you afraid of this person whose cultivation is equal to you?" a monk from the peak of the Spirit Realm came to them, looked at the departing person, and asked suspiciously.

"Once, twelve of our Spiritual Realm monks besieged him, and with just one swing of his sword, five of us were killed in an instant. If it weren't for his good temper, the remaining seven of us would have become the souls of his sword long ago!" they said with a hint of joy as they looked at Mo Ye's back as he faded away.

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