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Chapter 632: The Enchanting Messenger

Now that Hua Ci is on the Lingxi battlefield, her cultivation level has reached its limit and there is no way to improve it, so she lowers her cultivation level again and again to refine the Ten Thousand Poison Pearls.

The toxicity of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearls is not only related to the amount of cultivation Hua Ci lost when refining them, but also related to the toxicity of the poison Hua Ci swallowed.

When she first gave Lu Ye the Ten Thousand Poison Beads, Hua Ci was not very familiar with this method. It was just a practice, and in order to prevent Lu Ye from seeing any clues and having unnecessary worries, she did not waste too much money.

Practice more.

But later, as the number of Ten Thousand Poison Pearls she refined increased, practice made perfect.

This time Lu Ye obtained the Ten Thousand Poison Pearls, and Hua Ci undoubtedly spent much more cultivation on them than last time.

Furthermore, Hua Ci has now found the source of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest and created a poison pond in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest. The last time Lu Ye went back to see her, the woman was leisurely soaking in the poison pond.

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That was the manifestation of the poisonous source of Ten Thousand Poison Forests, and it was many times more toxic than the poisonous mist she simply swallowed.

These various reasons create a result.

The three Ten Thousand Poison Pearls that Lu Ye sacrificed this time were more than twice as poisonous as the last Ten Thousand Poison Pearls!

This was something Lu Ye didn't expect. If he knew about this, he would definitely not be willing to use all three Ten Thousand Poison Pearls, at least one would be left behind.

But now that I have used it, there is no point in thinking about it anymore.

The poisonous fog filled the entire mine, and no one was spared. On the talent tree in Lu Ye's body, large areas of gray fog continued to rise.

He has the talent tree by his side and is invulnerable to all poisons. As long as the fuel of the talent tree is sufficient, he does not have to worry about being affected by the poison. But the monks of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cannot do that, even if they have spare antidote pills,

It still can't resist the poisonous phagocytosis.

The lower the level of cultivation, the more violent the reaction will be.

At first, the monks below the third level fell one after another. They were not dead for a while, but the long river of spiritual power in their bodies was completely stagnant. They could not exert any spiritual power, and their whole bodies were weak and weak. In this situation, if you don't want to find a way to detoxify quickly,

, there must be no way to survive.

Gradually, the monks at the fourth and fifth levels couldn't hold on and fell down. Although the monks with higher cultivation levels could still hold on for a while, no matter who they were, they felt that their strength had dropped drastically...

The emotions of panic and horror are spreading, and in order to flatten the formation in front of them as quickly as possible, the monks are fiercely activating their spiritual power and using various methods, which further accelerates the impact of the poison on themselves.

Many cultivators in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge never thought that when so many of them rushed in to surround and kill Lu Ye, they would encounter such an unbelievable thing.

It's not like they haven't come into contact with poison. They have reached the Yunhe realm, experienced some wind and waves, and have been exposed to strange poisons. However, this is the first time they have encountered such a domineering and unreasonable poison.

arrive.

Just when the scene at Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was in chaos, Lu Ye, who had been standing there peacefully, started to move. He took out an formation flag and waved it gently.

Click...

A thunderbolt exploded, echoing continuously in the closed mine, deafening.

Along with the sound of thunder, a bolt of thunder appeared from above and crashed into the crowd.

"ah!"

As the thunder struck down, a scream came out, and it was unknown which unlucky guy was hit.

The strike of thunder seemed to be a signal. After the first thunder fell, more thunder fell densely in the sky. The bright thunder light penetrated the green poisonous mist, playing the music of death.

The sound of clicking is endless. Looking around, there seem to be countless thunder snakes falling from the sky. At the top of the mine, a huge magic circle is blooming with light. Various complicated lines are flashing, and every thunder snake falls. , all accompanied by screams, one after another.

Thunder array!

The killing array that Lu Ye has deployed the most is the explosive array, because this array is simple enough and has good lethality. Once someone steps into it, it can cause a certain degree of blow to the enemy.

But this does not mean that he will only set up explosive arrays.

If the many spiritual patterns he has mastered are used as the core in a formation, he can lay out the corresponding formation.

The formation with the thunder-inducing spiritual pattern as the core is the thunder-inducing formation.

The formation with the golden arc spiritual pattern as the core is the golden arc formation.

The formation with the Fire Spirit Pattern as its core is the Fire Formation.

He arranged the formation on the rock wall above in advance. This was something no one had thought of. The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge only focused on breaking through the formation in front of them, and they never thought that there would be a huge crisis hitting them above their heads.

For a time, as Lu Ye activated the power of the formation, the scene became more lively.

Blazing white thunder, golden arc-shaped slashes, and fiery red fire snakes fell from above like a downpour as the formations moved.

The power of these formations is actually not too great. Normally, even monks at the fifth and sixth levels can withstand it. However, at this moment, many monks on the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge are being troubled by the poisonous mist, and their strength is greatly reduced. , the power of the formation that came at this time seemed particularly deadly...

There was the smell of burnt skin and flesh along with the smell of blood, and many vitalities were annihilated in the green poisonous mist, one after another, seemingly endless.

The thick green poisonous mist filled every corner of the mine. Not only were the monks at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge unable to see Lu Ye's figure, but Lu Ye could not see where they were.

But this has no effect on him. Now in this mine, except for himself, everyone else is an enemy, so he only needs to guide the power of the formation to cover the most densely populated areas.

"Quickly break the formation above!" Someone finally reacted and shouted loudly.

In an instant, many attacks were blasted towards the rock wall above, causing rubble to fall and formations to be annihilated one after another.

At this time, the formation that Lu Ye had set up in the mine was almost bulldozed by the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. Although a large number of monks fell to the ground, there were always some with stronger cultivation who could continue to persevere.

However, when the angry monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge arrived at Lu Ye's original location, they found that there was no trace of him at all.

Of course, Lu Ye couldn't just stand there and wait.

Now, in this chaotic and invisible environment, it gives him enough room to perform perfectly. He doesn't even need to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend. Wherever he passes, wherever there is life and breath,

As soon as the knife slashed through, there would always be screams and the sound of blood splattering.

Song Zhui's voice rang out in the chaos: "Everyone gather together at a nearby location, guard against attack and kill, and report Lu Yiye's location in a timely manner!"

However, his voice was quickly drowned out by the chaos of shouting.

Realizing that Lu Ye was wandering around and hunting, all the cultivators in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge became nervous. Whenever someone dared to approach them, they immediately activated their killing moves to attack. Many accidental injuries occurred in a short period of time, triggering more conflicts.

Quarrels and yelling.

The scene became completely chaotic.

Song Zhui secretly cursed a group of unworthy people, but he also knew that in such a situation, everyone would become nervous. He was horrified to find that if the situation continued like this, Lu Yiye wanted to kill two thousand people alone.

It doesn't seem to be something impossible.

Apart from anything else, the monks below the fourth level now have basically no resistance and are all paralyzed on the ground. He had previously asked some monks at the third level to clean up the collapsed mine tunnels, but those monks could not hold on for long.

, now they all fall over there.

The smell of blood became more and more intense, and the screams have not stopped since the beginning. The vitality passed away and was extinguished in their own perceptions. In the poisonous mist, Lu Ye was like a messenger of seduction.

, wherever they passed, there was a bloody storm, and the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge had no power to resist at all.

And as time goes by, the cultivators of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge are becoming more and more affected by the poisonous mist, and their strength will become weaker and weaker, making it easier for Lu Ye to kill.

Until a certain moment, Lu Ye met a difficult person.

After the formation on the top of the cave was destroyed, he went around killing enemies. No matter what the opponent's original cultivation level was, he basically killed them with one blow.

But at this moment, when he slashed at a muscular body cultivator, the opponent's originally weak aura suddenly burst into powerful momentum, and he blocked Lu Ye's slash with a spiritual weapon like an arm guard on his arm.

At the same time, another big hand like a cattail fan grabbed him, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I found you!"

Lu Ye immediately realized that this guy's weakness just now was either a disguise, or he had used some secret technique to stimulate his own strength.

The moment the other party made a move, his cultivation at the ninth level was also exposed.

With so many monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, they must be at the ninth level. Not to mention that Song Zhui is at the ninth level, there must be others.

Therefore, Lu Ye did not relax his vigilance even when he was roaming and hunting.

He had a little impression of this tall and round figure, who was standing not far from Song Zhui just now.

The physical practitioner of the ninth level is naturally Wei Zhong.

Although he and several others at the ninth level were shocked by Lu Ye's methods and ruthlessness, they all came from extraordinary backgrounds after all. Faced with such a situation, they did not panic much, but instead waited for good opportunities in dormancy.

It can be said that Lu Ye's attack on him was exactly what he wanted. In this way, Lu Ye would be exposed in front of him. Even if he failed to capture Lu Ye immediately, as long as he struggled a little, Song Zhui and others would definitely be able to react.

When everyone joins forces, even if their strength is greatly reduced at this moment, they will be enough to take down Lu Ye.

As long as Lu Ye can be captured, the crisis can be reached, and the only thing left is to clear the mine tunnel and leave here.

That's what he thought, but when he reached out to grab Lu Ye, he missed it.

Lu Ye's reaction was undoubtedly faster than he expected.

The moment he realized something was wrong, he took advantage of his strength and retreated. At the same time, he raised his left hand and kept holding it in his left hand. The rare treasure that was ready to go turned into a stream of light and struck towards Wei Zhong.

At this moment, Wei Zhong felt chills all over his body, which was an instinctive response to the fatal crisis. Before he could react, a stream of light swept forward in his field of vision, passing through his body without any hindrance, bringing out a cloud of light.

Hot-blooded.(To be continued)


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