But half a day later, many monks gathered here. They all waited until there was no breath at all before they dared to come out. Those who can create such a scene must be extremely powerful, and they do not dare to fight in it.
Come out to join in the fun.
More and more monks gathered together, and in the end, the entire mountain range was filled with people. Their eyes were all looking at the huge hundred-mile pit, some were shocked, some were horrified.
"Could this have been made by those strong men when they were fighting? I remember that there wasn't such a big pit here before," someone said.
"It was definitely created by the previous fighting. The bottom of this deep pit cannot be seen, and the water level has filled at least half of it. Soon, this place will become a lake."
"In a place like this, it would take at least 600 meters for water to seep out. How strong is the senior's strength? This is obviously caused by a single blow. I'm afraid even if the ancient saint comes, it won't be certain.
Is it possible to have this kind of cultivation?"
"Is he a half-step supreme?"
"Impossible, there is no supreme power here..."
"Why not? I felt clearly that there was supreme divine power permeating this place before, and I saw with my own eyes that a space crack that was thousands of miles long appeared..."
"What?!"
Many monks discussed one after another. They could not imagine or dare to imagine what kind of cultivation is required to create such power.
…
On a mountain peak to the east of Luo Zong City, Ye Ming sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting his mind.
Although this place is far away from Luo Zong City, the mountain peak is also very high. Looking from the center of Luo Zong City, you can see a person sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak at a glance. Even some monks with strong cultivation can see it clearly.
its appearance.
"That man... why does he feel familiar? What is he doing sitting there?" In Luo Zong City, a peerless saint accidentally saw Ye Ming and asked his companion who was also a peerless saint next to him.
"That's...Ye Ming!"
His companion was an old man. The moment he saw Ye Ming, his body trembled. His palm turned over, and a picture scroll appeared in his hand.
He looked at the scroll, then at Ye Ming, and said, "Yes! It's indeed Ye Ming!"
"What?!"
The middle-aged man who was the first to speak widened his eyes and said, "Is it Ye Ming, who has been in the limelight recently? Several major forces offered a reward of 50 million gold crystals for his head?"
Before the old man could answer, he snatched the scroll over, compared it, and said excitedly: "It's really him!"
"Why are you happy? Do you still think you can get those 50 million gold crystals? I can tell you that Ye Ming just slaughtered an ancient saint and nearly ten peerless saints from the Storm Union a few days ago. Cultivators like us
In his eyes, it's not worth mentioning at all, so don't even think about offering a reward."
"Am I that stupid?"
The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously and said, "I think there will be a good show later."
Not long after, the news of Ye Ming's appearance on the mountain peak spread throughout Luo Zong City, and bursts of noise could be heard from time to time. All eyes were directed towards the man in white on the mountain peak.
…
On the mountain peak at this moment, Ye Ming's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, feeling the sweeping spiritual thoughts and the direct gazes, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.
There is still more than a month to go before the battle of monsters organized by Taizong Mansion. Ye Ming was invited by Taizong Mansion and naturally wanted to participate. One of the reasons is for the Jitian Realm. It is said that there, everyone will be judged according to their wishes.
Each person's cultivation level is different, and the most suitable environment for their cultivation is formulated.
The second is for the young minister of Guilan Pavilion.
There is news that the Mu family has promised that if this person wins the first place in the monster battle, Mu Qianqian will be married to this person.
This is the first reason that Ye Ming cares about. The second reason is that Guilan Pavilion and him already have a grudge. No matter whether this person can get the first place or not, Ye Ming will not make it easy for him.
He wanted to improve his strength on the eve of the monster battle, and there were two ways to improve it. The first was to upgrade to another four levels and break through to the Holy Lord. The second was to point out the law.
Collect enough and initially obtain the ultimate law.
If he can break through the Holy Lord, Ye Ming's strength will be greatly improved. When the time comes, he will also open his second soul, and the two combined will be even more terrifying.
The most important thing is that after breaking through the Holy Lord, you can activate the last skill of the Blue Emperor Holy Dragon - World Destruction!
Thinking of the terrifying power of 'Open Heaven', Ye Ming felt excited. Even if Open Heaven was so terrifying, how far would it go to destroy the world?
Compared with being promoted to a saint, it is undoubtedly easier to obtain the ultimate law. After all, with Ye Ming's current level, if he wants to advance to the next level, he will probably have to kill nearly ten ancient saints, and this number of ancient saints
It is enough for Ye Ming to get more law points.
The only reason he is here is to expose himself, to let those who want to kill him know that he is here, and to... wait for his prey to take the bait!
"Ascension to the Holy Lord should not be something that can be achieved in a short time. Then, let's choose the ultimate law..." Ye Ming thought in his heart.
He couldn't help but miss his days in the Titan clan. The speed of his cultivation was truly unparalleled. Unfortunately, time waits for no one, and he couldn't stay there forever.
It was autumn, the wind was howling, the fallen leaves were withering, and Ye Ming's white clothes moved in the wind, making a hunting sound.
He slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Now that I'm here, why bother hiding? The rats from the Storm Guild are pretty good at hiding, but I'm still alive and well, so
...You'd better save some money."
He seemed to be talking to himself. After the words fell, no one around him answered. There was only the sound of the wind, and the withered yellow leaves floated into the air.
Ye Ming shook his head slightly, sighed softly, and said: "Since you don't want to come out, then just die inside!"
"boom!!"
After the words fell, Ye Ming suddenly swung his sword, and the void behind him suddenly shattered, and a figure came out of it in embarrassment, covering his chest, as if he had been slightly injured.
"As expected of Ye Ming, my hidden methods are difficult for even the second level of the ancient saint to detect, but you sensed them so easily."
This person's clothes are divided into two colors, black and white, and his face is handsome, which can even be called a monster. At first glance, it is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman, but the sound of his voice...
Let people know his gender.
His right hand is covering his chest, and his left hand is holding a dark red ribbon. Although this is a weapon used by women, it will not cause any discomfort to anyone if it falls on his delicate and slender hands.
"You are Xuan Ye, right?" Ye Ming stared at this person and said lightly.
The man was startled and then said: "How do you know?"
"Xuan Ye, Yin and Yang cultivator, sometimes male and sometimes female, extremely strange, the second level of ancient saints, once killed two second level ancient saints at the first level..." Ye Ming said calmly.
Xuan Ye looked gloomy, and then suddenly laughed.
Indeed, he was indeed smiling, because at this moment, the Adam's apple in his throat disappeared, and the most amazing thing was that his voice turned into a woman's!
At this moment, he was completely a woman, every part of his body was exactly the same as a woman's, including his slim waist, tall peaks, beautiful face, and waterfall-like black hair.
Ye Ming frowned and said, "Dead ladyboy, why are you laughing?"
Xuan Ye was not dissatisfied with Ye Ming calling him a 'human monster'. He smiled lightly and said: "The mercenary union has not wiped out our contribution at all, but what if you know? Sooner or later, we will die."
Ye Ming smiled slightly: "Yes, I have killed the second level of the ancient saint, and you have also killed it. This is nothing, but when I killed, I was only in the realm of Taoji, but you have already reached the first level.
Respect the ancient saint."
"Are you showing off yourself?"
Xuan Ye's delicate face suddenly turned cold, and his voice returned to a male voice again, snorting coldly: "If you are only proud of your own strength, then you are wrong. When I was in the first level
, can kill the ancient saints at the second level, and when you reach the second level, you can kill the ancient saints at the third level, which is nothing to deal with a little miscellaneous fish like you."
"Do you know Poison Saint?" Ye Ming suddenly asked.
Xuan Ye was startled. Thinking of the old guy who was full of poison, he frowned slightly and said, "Why do you ask this?"
"He just died in my hands."
Ye Ming grinned, and then suddenly transformed, and the Nine Dragon Demon's fourth transformation, 'Blood Realm Mad Spirit Dragon', was immediately used. He did not dare to rely on it to deal with people like Xuan Ye.
"Bang!"
Astonishing blood mist exploded from Ye Ming's body, the mountain peak was completely surrounded, and a huge blood-red dragon slowly emerged.
"It's a giant dragon, he has transformed into a real dragon again!"
"That's really Ye Ming, he is the only one who has this kind of skill!"
"The person next to him is Xuan Ye! He has already taken action!"
"Xuan Ye's cultivation is extremely strong among the second level of ancient saints. I don't know which of them is more powerful."
"Hey, Ye Ming is only a half-step saint, but Xuan Ye is the second level of ancient saints. With the strength of a half-step saint against the second level of ancient saints, even if Ye Ming loses, he is enough to be proud of himself.
Already..."
The many monks in Luo Zong City could see it clearly. They did not hesitate and headed towards the mountain peak one by one.
At this moment, the two fee-paying guards in the east of Naluo Zong City only saw the golden crystals falling from the sky. They no longer cared about the number of people and only focused on collecting the golden crystals.
At this moment, on the mountain peak, Ye Ming's huge blood-red dragon body had transformed. During this process, Xuan Ye attacked several times, but without exception, he was intercepted by the blood mist.