The dozens of Heavenly Dome Origin Realm monks who were fighting with the Spirit Frost Cultivators on the Gobi Plateau saw Amu Meng hurriedly summoning them to retreat, and they were all confused, not understanding what was going on.

Not long ago, they had seen Amumeng chase a spirit mist monk who was manipulating skeletons and rushed into the Spirit Mist Grand Canyon, and in their opinion, it should be something that could be captured. Now when their battle is fierce, Amu Meng suddenly rushed out of the Dazheng Valley in a panic, saying that he would retreat, and he would retreat, and he would not delay at all~ without delay.

However, since the leader of the team, Amumeng, had retreated, they did not dare to stay here for long. Without this super-powerful Evil Rank Cultivator, they wouldn't be able to take down this group of Spirit Mist Cultivators, and they wouldn't be able to get much benefit, so in that case, it was better to simply withdraw to avoid a loss.

Suddenly, the magic weapons on the Gobi Desert shone brightly, and all the Heavenly Dome Primordial Monks retreated, leaving only a few corpses of the Heavenly Dome Primordial Monks who had no time to take away.

There was only a group of Lingwu monks left in the same place, and when they saw the Heavenly Dome Origin Monk running away, they were all stunned and looked at each other. The monks hesitated, wanting to catch up and intercept them, but they didn't dare.

In the end, their courage was so frightened by Amumeng that there was not much left.

"Don't chase after the poor, !; and took up their tricks. Zhou Hongyang, the white-bearded old man of the Ancient Artifact Gate, shouted loudly to stop the impulse of the spirit mist monks to try.

He became the leader of the monks, and the safety of the monks was the most important thing.

It happened in such a hurry, and he, like those Tianlan Yuan monks, didn't have time to figure out what was going on. Out of fear of Amumeng's strength, he didn't dare to catch up easily, so as not to provoke Amumeng's evil star again and suffer heavy losses. The fact that their group of monks were able to save their lives was already the best result.

Soon, the clouds and mist of the Lingding Grand Canyon rolled, and another golden light broke through the fog from the fog of the Lingwu Grand Canyon, it was Ye Qin.

Ye Qin took the skeleton demon with him, and the sword flew and landed on the canyon, with no scars on his body, but he looked a little tired.

When the Linglan monks saw Ye Qin coming out of the Grand Canyon, they suddenly understood one thing, that is, it was Amu Meng who was likely to suffer a loss at Ye Qin's hands, so he was defeated. Otherwise, with Amumeng's strength, he would definitely have to kill them before he was willing, and he would not retreat easily at all.

Although the monks didn't know what means Ye Qin used to force Amu Meng away, Amu Meng came out of the Grand Canyon and fled in a hurry without saying a word, and then Ye Qin appeared unharmed, which in itself is enough to explain the problem.

They looked at Ye Qin's gaze with a little more awe.

Being able to fight against the Heavenly Dome Primordial Eighteen Evil Star Level Foundation Cultivators without falling into disadvantage is something that only the top Foundation Cultivators in the Spirit Mist Realm can do.

However, Ye Qin did much more than that. Amu Meng failed to take advantage of Ye Qin, but was forced away, which seemed to be a loss, which shows that Ye Qin's strength is likely to have overpowered Amu Meng.

With such a strong strength, among the foundation building period cultivators in the entire Spirit Mist Realm, there are only a handful, no more than one slap.

Many of them, in awe, wondered in their hearts.

From the very beginning, when they saw Ye Qin appear alone outside Spirit Mist City, it had surprised them monks.

However, later, Ye Qin followed these monks very low-key and did not show any strong strength. They also regarded Ye Qin as a very ordinary Qingdanmen foundation building middle-level cultivator.

You must know that the monks of the Qingdanmen, although their cultivation is progressing quickly, most of them have average combat effectiveness.

One more Ye Qin joined, and everyone didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't until Ye Qin let the sixth-order skeleton demon come out and forced Amu Meng away in the Spirit Mist Grand Canyon that they felt truly shocked and felt that they had far underestimated Ye Qin's strength.

Looking back now, Ye Qin dared to fly alone outside Lingwu City, but he was afraid that his strength was superior to others, so he had this courage. Otherwise, what monk would dare to walk alone outside the city in times of war.

The seventeen or eighteen Spirit Mist Cultivators who were still alive at the scene, most of them were casual cultivators or small family cultivators, and most of them were average in strength, but they had no less than ten bloody battles with a small number of soldiers, and they knew very well the cruelty of the Great War in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Most of them didn't know Ye Qin. Except for Yan Man, no one even knew Ye Qin's surname. But this did not prevent them from being in awe and excitement in the slightest, if it weren't for Ye Qin's action, at least half of them would have died here.

They have only reverence for such a strong person.

"Senior Brother Ye, that Heavenly Dome Plain's evil star didn't hurt you, did it?" Yan Yi was the most anxious, she flew to Ye Qin's side, her delicate face showing eagerness.

"It's okay, it's just that too much divine consciousness and mana have been consumed. Ye Qin's face was a little pale, he shook his head, and looked at the sky in the northwest direction of the Grand Canyon, his mind was still in the fierce battle with Amu Meng just now. He saw that Amu Meng had already flown away with the Heavenly Dome Origin Monk, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Amumeng was afraid and took the initiative to evacuate, otherwise things would be very troublesome.

Although Amu Meng's mana was consumed, he didn't dare to fight anymore and was forced to flee.

But his mana is also very little left, less than twenty percent.

Fortunately, the situation of the skeleton demon is slightly better, and there are still four or five percent of the demonic power. But it had too much corpse qi out of the leaves, and it also greatly damaged the true yuan and consumed a lot of pill liquid, and now it has also languished, and its combat power has dropped significantly.

In this battle, he and Amu Meng only barely fought a draw, and did not distinguish the winner or loser.

The Spirit Mist Cultivators were curious, whispering about Ye Qin's strength.

In the direction of Spirit Mist City, dozens of magic weapons of various colors appeared, and they came at an extremely fast speed. A group of Spirit Mist Monks quickly landed in front of them. Bird Hong hurriedly rushed to the Lingwu Grand Canyon with a group of forty or fifty foundation building monks including Cao Ziyi.

Peng Hong fled back to Lingwu City under the banner of "moving rescuers" before, so he naturally had to rush here with rescuers to fulfill his promise, lest others accuse him of abandoning his teammates.

However, Peng Hong was taken aback when he saw that all the spiritual monks were still alive.

In his estimation, under the strong attack of Nading, the Heavenly Dome Plains, the Spirit Mist Cultivator should have died at least more than half, and it was even possible that the entire team would be wiped out. But the situation in front of him was completely opposite to what he thought. Only a handful of monks were killed, and the vast majority of the Spiritual Mist monks were still alive.

Peng Hong wanted to find someone to ask what was going on, but all the monks present directly ignored his existence, and none of them were willing to deal with him. He knew that he was at a loss and wanted to ask Yan Fei what was going on, but Yan Yi didn't look at him at all, let alone take care of him.

"Whose skeleton is this?" Peng Hong couldn't find anyone to ask, and just as he was talking, he suddenly saw a skeleton demon on the Gobi Desert, and immediately jumped up. The skeleton demon was near the corpse of a Heavenly Dome Monk, sucking out a trace of black Yin Soul Death Qi from the corpse.

Peng Hong Liying sacrificed the magic weapon, wanting to kill the skeleton demon.

"Stop, that's the puppet I refined!" Ye Jian unleashed several wind blades, deflecting Ge Hong's magic weapon.

As early as when he was in the Lingwu Mountain Range, he found that after this skeleton demon killed the demon beast, it would instinctively suck the corpse qi to replenish the demon qi consumed by its demon pill casting. It can even cultivate, growing slowly.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Qin did not stop the skeleton demon from sucking the corpse qi on the corpse.

The skeleton demon seemed to sense the hostility and looked up at Akihiro, his gloomy black eyes shining with a fierce light.

Peng Hong was stopped by Ye Qin, stunned for a moment, and finally remembered Ye Qin's identity. At that time, it was Yan Dian who pulled Ye Qin into the team. Just a foundation-building mid-level cultivator, ordinary disciples dare to stop him.

He couldn't hold it on his face, and shouted angrily: "This skeleton demon turned out to be your kid." You are actually an evil cultivator, no wonder I feel that something is wrong with you kid, I will take you down first!" Ye Qin suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. This Zhanghong himself ran away first, and actually turned around to accuse him. If he didn't make a move and used the skeleton demon to drive off those monks of the Heavenly Dome Plains, I was afraid that he didn't know how many people would be killed.

However, before Ye Qin could get angry, a large group of monks had already become angry.

"Senior brother, a monk who knows the Ding Skull Technique may not be an evil cultivator. The Yin Xuanmen of my Spirit Mist Realm is famous for being proficient in bone alchemy. Later, the Yin Xuanmen perished at the hands of the Great Luomen, and the secret books of the sect were scattered to various sects.

It is not surprising that there are monks of other sects who have obtained the secret books of the Yin Xuanmen and cultivated them. It's just that later, a small number of young people used the skull technique to do evil, ruining the reputation of the Yin Xuanmen. We cultivators in the Spirit Mist Realm have never had any taboos on the cultivation of immortal cultivation secrets, even if we have refined skeletons, why not? Many monks of my Ancient Artifact Sect and the Little Great Luo Sect have refined bones, according to your reasoning, they are all evil cultivators?" Zhou Hongyang of the Ancient Artifact Sect frowned upside down, and shouted angrily at Bird Hong on the spot.

These fair words immediately attracted a burst of applause from the dozens of foundation building monks around them.

"The surname Peng, don't rely on the support of the Peng family in the Dique Gate, and spurt blood from your mouth. Lao Tzu is a monk of Da Luomen, so he doesn't care what family you have. If you dare to do it today, Lao Tzu will fight you. "I ran away, and I still have the face to accuse others here. Get out, don't pretend here!" The monks responded, pointing at Ge Hong's nose and scolding. There was a shout and scolding on the Gobi Desert, and he rushed towards Peng Hong. Even the dozens of monks who came with Ge Hong, after learning about the whole thing, looked at Zhanghong with disdain and disdained to be with him.

Peng Hong was stunned and stunned when he was scolded, and he didn't understand what was going on.

He just wanted to teach "an ordinary Qingdan monk, how to attract such a big reaction from everyone."

This foundation-building monk came from the Seven Great Immortal Cultivation Sects, although most of them were small ordinary cultivators from small families with low status. But they may not give him any face. He didn't dare to turn his face with this group of monks.

No matter how dull Bang Hong is, he understands that he is very unpopular now, and staying here is just a humiliation. The prestige he had accumulated with great difficulty was all over at once.

Thinking of this, Peng Hong couldn't help but feel remorseful, resentful of the bad idea given to him by the Great Luomen monk Cao Ziyi, glared at Cao Ziyi fiercely, whispered a few words of indignation, and returned to Lingwu City with only a few cronies and monks.