They looked at each other and determined each other's cultivation.
Opposite are two seventh-level warriors with knives and swords on their waists. They look like military cultivators.
Before they even got close, one of the slightly thinner ones shouted: "Which camp do you two fellow Taoists belong to? We are from the Haotian Alliance!"
Now the distance is not enough, so the battlefield marks on the backs of each other's hands do not react. But if the distance is close enough, the camp to which they belong will be clear. Just like when Lu Ye and Hua Ci first came here, they met two Ten Thousand Demon Ridges.
Yes, the marks on the backs of each hand are shimmering.
This is the rule in the Lingxi defensive battle, which makes it easier for each other to confirm their positions.
Lu Ye looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer.
The thin monk said again: "If it is convenient for you, fellow Taoist, you might as well show the battlefield mark to avoid accidental injury."
Lu Ye silently mobilized his spiritual power, raised his hand, and a fat firebird flapped its wings and flew towards that side. Hua Ci was stunned for a moment by this fat and bloated firebird.
Followed by a green arrow-like spell.
This was the first time she had seen Lu Ye activate a spell, and it was still in this shape. If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, she would have had to laugh out loud.
Only then did I know why Lu Ye put the knife away just now...
The two spells were blasted towards the opposite side one after another. It was not that Lu Ye saw that the person was lying, but that the person who came had ulterior motives.
In Kyushu, on the battlefield of Lingxi, when strangers met monks, they would not reveal their stance easily. This was common sense. The other party would tell himself that he was from the Haotian Alliance as soon as he opened his mouth. Who knows if they were.
And even if they are really from the Haotian Alliance, it doesn't matter. Just wait until the two islands merge and apologize to them.
But if the opponent is from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge... the one who is fighting is from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
Taking the lead is nothing more than taking the initiative.
The spiritual power exploded, and the thin monk who shouted was furious: "How brave, how dare you make a sneak attack? I think you are impatient!"
Even though they were saying this, their movements were not idle, both of them were moving to dodge.
Whether it is the Fire Phoenix Technique performed by Lu Ye or the Green Arrow Technique performed by Hua Ci, they are not very powerful, and their speed is not fast. As long as there is a certain distance between each other, it is not difficult to dodge. The fight here is
Unexpectedly, there was a lot of excitement over there, and the distance between the two islands was quickly getting closer.
Perhaps because they thought it was too embarrassing to be beaten all the time without fighting back, the two soldiers on the other side had an exchange and each put their hands into the storage bags at their waists, took out the magic talisman, activated the power of the magic talisman, and beat Lu Ye and Hua Ci.
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For a time, the sea was extremely lively, with firebirds, green arrows, golden arc slashes, and ice edges flying back and forth.
While fighting back, the skinny monk also smiled ferociously: "Two six-level low-level cultivators, just wait for me, I will make you look good soon!"
When the words fell, the four people on both sides were shaken because the two islands collided.
Lu Ye and Hua Ci staggered around in perfect agreement, looking extremely embarrassed. However, the two soldiers on the opposite side quickly stabilized their bodies, exerted force under their feet, and quickly rushed toward the two of them, one from the left and the other from the right.
As the distance got closer, the marks on the backs of the four people's hands gradually glowed with light.
There was a red light on the backs of the hands of the two people. They were from the Haotian Alliance, and they were clearly from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
"You are dead!" The thin monk's voice was cold. He dodged a few spells from Lu Ye and had already moved to a nearby place. The other man stared at Hua Ci and left. Hua Ci immediately lost his mind.
He went down to Luye and fled in panic.
"Haha." This scene made the thin monk laugh endlessly, as if he was enjoying the scene where the husband and wife were originally birds of the same forest, but they flew apart when disaster struck.
After avoiding another spell, the thin monk jumped up high, with the sword unsheathed at his waist, and an expression of victory in hand on his face.
A level higher than the opponent's cultivation level, a Dharma cultivator was approached by him again and stabilized!
Then he saw Lu Ye put his hand into the storage bag and took out a long knife...
"Huh?" The thin monk suddenly felt uneasy.
And when Lu Ye drew his sword and the sword flashed, the uneasiness instantly reached the extreme and turned into panic.
With a clang, the long sword was hacked away. The thin monk, who was in mid-air with no point of leverage, watched helplessly as the long sword in Lu Ye's hand clung to the fiery red spiritual power. The whole sword seemed to be burning, and the second sword struck down.
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"Oh!"
A scream was heard, and a pool of blood spurted from the skinny monk's body. He was knocked aside and one of his arms flew up in response.
Only then did he realize that this sixth-level boy was not a Dharma cultivator at all, this guy was also a military cultivator!
But how fast is Bingxiu's spellcasting speed? He had doubted this just now, but the speed of the other party's spellcasting dispelled his doubts. Such rapid formation of spells would not be possible without long-term training.
What a treacherous little thief! The thin monk cursed secretly in his heart. He made a seal with his remaining hand, and with a rush of spiritual power, the long sword that flew out buzzed and trembled, turning into a stream of light.
However, before he could activate the sword, the light of the sword flashed out of his field of vision, and his vitality quickly disappeared.
Since he rushed towards Lu Ye, it only lasted three breaths...
After Lu Ye killed this man, he raised his feet and chased behind him. Another monk over there was chasing Hua Ci. Although Hua Ci was not running slowly, he could not run faster than a soldier cultivator and was about to be chased.
Up, the screams coming from behind startled the man.
When he turned around and looked back, he saw Lu Ye coming towards him menacingly.
My companion died? How did he die? Also, isn’t this young man a Dharma cultivator? What does it mean to hold a knife in his hand?
At this moment, one unanswerable question after another burst into his mind.
He hesitated for a moment between turning around to face the enemy or continuing to pursue the enemy. Before he could make a decision, he suddenly felt dizzy.
Under his feet, a gray mushroom was stepped on and exploded. The spores, which were almost imperceptible to the naked eye, lingered around him and were inhaled into his lungs.
Although he didn't know what happened, he instinctively activated his spiritual power to drive away the uncomfortable feeling.
In just such a blink of an eye, Lu Ye rushed forward. Facing the knife he slashed, the monk could only fight.
A clanging sound was heard, and sparks flew everywhere as the spiritual weapons clashed.
Hua Ci, who was running away, did not run away anymore. She turned around, spiritual energy surging around her body, and as she acted, the spiritual light on the surface of the seventh-level monk began to become obscure and dim.
Lu Ye felt that his opponent's moves were getting weaker and weaker. When he first engaged in the battle, the opponent's performance was no different from other seventh-level players. But after two moves, the opponent's strength seemed to be greatly suppressed.
The force fluctuation was actually the same as his own.
He could kill anyone at the seventh level, let alone one at the sixth level? He wanted to see what Hua Ci could do, so he didn't kill him, but kept pestering him.
After another moment, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations dropped again, falling to the level of the fifth level. Not only that, what happened in Yingshan happened again. Small mushrooms began to grow out of the monk's seven orifices, which looked terrifying.
Extremely human.
The other party obviously noticed something was wrong. After forcing Lu Ye back with one move, he stood still in panic, gritted his teeth and yelled: "What did you do?"
"Is this the limit?" Lu Ye looked at Hua Ci and asked.
"That's pretty much it."
"Then kill him."
"Shall I come?"
"Well, killing one has fourteen points of merit."
"My hands are used to save lives and heal the wounded, not to kill people." Hua Ci felt aggrieved.
"I'll fight with you!" The monk from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge roared and charged towards Lu Ye. Neither of the two enemies took him seriously. They discussed the value of his life in front of him. No one would suffer.
I can't stand such humiliation.
But just as he was running towards Lu Ye, the little mushrooms in his seven orifices grew rapidly, and then exploded loudly. After a series of sounds, the man's face seemed to be corroded, and he fell to the ground, with two dots of red light.
They floated towards Hua Ci and Lu Ye. The blood flowing out from under this man was not the normal red color, but rather green.
What Hua Ci received was meritorious service, and what Lu Ye received was the blessing of the Tianji Pillar.
Lu Ye raised his eyes and looked at Hua Ci.
The woman smiled kindly: "What does killing mushrooms have to do with me?"
Lu Ye was speechless and collected the loot.
When checking the battlefield marks, he found that the blessings he received from the Tianji Pillar this time were not one, but two...
In this case, these two monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge had killed a group of people before and took away their blessings, and ended up being sent here again.
After realizing this, Lu Ye raised his eyebrows. In this way, the further back you go, the greater the benefits you will get from killing the enemy.
Maybe if you kill a group of people in the end, the benefits you can get are unimaginable, because as those people participating in the Lingxi Guarding War continue to die, the blessings of the Tianji Pillar as a bargaining chip will converge on a small number of people.
Exploring the small island, the two small islands are not really fused together. They are just like two magnets, sticking to each other, firmly adhering to each other, and floating together in a certain direction.
Hua Ci walked happily towards the small island opposite. She wanted to grow mushrooms there. She wanted to make all the small islands gathered into invisible traps. In this way, no matter who dares to
You won't get any good results if you rush over.
Lu Ye didn't follow him. The enemy would be killed and there would be no danger over there.
He found that as the size of the island increased, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth also became more intense. However, he did not consume much in the battle just now, so he only needed to make some casual repairs.
An hour later, Hua Ci returned. He was humming something unknown and seemed to be in a good mood.
"The power of your mushrooms seems to have become stronger." Lu Ye asked out his doubts. When he was in Yingshan before, although Hua Ci planted mushrooms for the seventh-level realm, they were not so powerful, and they did not have attacks.
So fast.
"It was given by Second Senior Sister," Hua Ci explained.
Lu Ye was surprised: "Second Senior Sister, do you understand this?"
"She doesn't understand, but she has eyesight and experience. It's okay to give some advice to a young monk like me."
This is true.
Seemingly seeing what Lu Ye was thinking, Hua Ci smiled and said: "Every medical practitioner is good at using poison. It just depends on whether he wants to use poison or not. If he doesn't understand poison, how can he treat it? You will encounter him in the future.
Don't think those cute medical practitioners are easy to bully."