The monk at the fifth level of Yuanying was stunned when he saw that Ye Mo had broken his flame knife with a direct slash. You must know that he was already at the fifth level of Yuanying, and the other party was only at the first level.
A monk at the first level of Nascent Soul actually broke his flame knife. Is this a fluke or does the other party really have this strength?
Qing Han was also stunned. Ye Mo's cultivation level was slightly lower than hers on the surface. In his haste, he was almost hit by that absolutely not simple flame knife. How could he break through it?
However, Qing Han quickly understood that no matter how Ye Mo destroyed the opponent's flame knife, even though there were five people on his side, he was definitely no match for the opponent's three.
After understanding this truth, Qinghan immediately shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you? How dare you ambush my Qingmengzhai people?"
Of course Ye Mo understood what Qing Han meant. After naming his sect, most people would not choose to conflict with the disciples of the Nine Star Sect if they were not mentally retarded. Unfortunately, Ye Mo knew that Qing Han's words were nonsense, and the other party was not
The Qingmengzhai logo on the clothes of the blind man, Qinghan and others is so clear, how can they not see it?
Qingyue and others also understood and gathered around with their magic weapons.
"What is Qingmengzhai? You little Taoist nuns and this kid?" When the monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul saw Ye Mo break his flame knife, he was just stunned for a moment, and immediately sneered and sneered.
"Aren't you monks from Nan'an Continent? You are demon cultivators from Wuxin Sea..." Qinghan immediately exclaimed after hearing the sneer and sarcasm from the monk at the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
If the other party was a monk from Nan'an Continent, he would never dare to be so rude to the Taoist nun from Qingmengzhai. As for the team of three monks who were on the third level of Nascent Soul and above, besides the demon cultivator from Wuxinhai, who else could they be?
Ye Mo didn't say anything. He knew that these three people were definitely not demon cultivators. If they were demon cultivators who transformed into human forms through the Transformation Pill, he could tell it at a glance. To cultivate a human body, demon cultivators must go through the tribulation of transformation and form tribulation.
At least it has to be around the level of a monk's catastrophe. Otherwise, it can only be through elixirs such as the Transformation Pill, but those who use elixirs to transform can't hide their own aura.
Of course, there is also a pill called the 'Transformation Pill'. This pill can completely transform monsters into shapes, but it has requirements for the cultivation of monster cultivators. It requires at least a monster beast of level eight or above.
These three people have no aura of monsters at all, and they are obviously human monks.
The fifth-level Nascent Soul monk chuckled and did not directly answer Qinghan's words. He just said: "Leave your storage ring and leave. I will not harm your lives."
After saying that, he looked at Ye Mo. It was obvious that Ye Mo had blocked his flame knife just now, which made him a little afraid. If it wasn't because he was a little afraid of Ye Mo and was unsure of Ye Mo's cultivation, he might have taken action long ago.
Ye Mo sneered in his heart. He had experienced too many fights and conspiracies. What this fifth-level Nascent Soul monk said was obviously not sincere. Maybe if they left the ring in front of them, the three people behind him would take action.
"You're dreaming." Qingyue looked very shy, but when she got angry, she lost even the slightest sense of shyness. After saying that, she immediately used a lotus magic weapon and rushed forward.
Qinghan stopped her. Qinghan had fought with the opponent before. Although she didn't use all her strength, she knew that once a fight started, her side would definitely not be as good as the opponent. Not only were the other three's cultivation levels much higher than theirs, but they were also not ordinary monks.
"We need to discuss whether we should hand over the storage ring or not." After Ye Mo finished speaking to the monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul, he sent a message to Qinghan and said: "Sister Qinghan, you take a few junior sisters and leave first.
Just leave it to me. I will convince them not to chase you." Qing Han's cultivation level is at the second level of Nascent Soul, which is obviously one level higher than Ye Mo, so Ye Mo can only call her senior sister.
When the monks on the fifth level of Nascent Soul knew that Ye Mo knew the formation and could block his flame knife, they were a little afraid. Now Ye Mo said that they needed to discuss it and might hand over the storage ring, but he just sneered.
But it also acquiesced.
"How can this be done?" Qing Han immediately categorically rejected it.
Ye Mo knew that although the four of Qinghan were inexperienced, they were not people who abandoned their companions. So after Qinghan categorically rejected it, Ye Mo immediately sent a message and said: "I will hold them back and convince them not to chase you, and wait until you run away."
After that, I have a small teleportation charm that can help me escape. If you go first, I will definitely be able to escape."
Although Ye Mo also has a large teleportation talisman, he dare not say that he has such a large teleportation talisman. You must know that the large teleportation talisman is a very rare talisman, and Ye Mo snatched this talisman from Tian Aofeng.
Once exposed, he would lose more than he gained.
Qinghan glanced at Ye Mo in surprise. Although the small moving talisman was not a particularly rare thing, it was not something that just any Nascent Soul cultivator could have. A small moving talisman could completely escape these Nascent Soul cultivators.
The range of his consciousness was already within the scope of his consciousness. Obviously, Ning Xiaoma was not lying when he said he had a way to escape.
Qinghan nodded when he thought of this, and felt that Ning Xiaoma was a good person. They were just leading the way. The other party actually had a small teleportation talisman and did not escape privately. Instead, he waited for them to leave before preparing to escape. He should be a good monk.
But she didn't know how Ning Xiaoma would use it to stop the three monks from chasing them.
Qingyi and Xia Youshan were the most worried about Ye Mo because they asked Ye Mo the most questions.
Seeing the worried looks in their eyes, Ye Mo felt a little warm in his heart. He knew that this was the time he wanted a map. He was about to send a message to Qinghan to ask for a map when he heard the monk from the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
He said in a cold voice: "Okay, if you don't want to hand over the ring, we will do it."
The monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul was a little impatient. Although he was wary of Ye Mo, he didn't want to delay it for too long. In his opinion, even if the other five people took action, they would definitely die. The only way for them to hand over the ring was to
The best choice. After all, if you hand over the ring, you can still expect to let them go once. As for whether to let them go, that's of course up to you.
Ye Mo felt something in his heart. The origins of these three monks were obviously unusual. Since Qinghan and the others had the map, it meant that these three people also had it. There was no need for him to ask Qinghan and the others for the map.
Thinking of this, he chuckled and walked towards the monk on the fifth level of the Nascent Soul. When the monk on the fifth level of the Nascent Soul saw Ye Mo coming, he took a step back. But he quickly reacted and felt that his
The movement was wrong, so I took a step back after thinking of this.
Ye Mo stopped, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a ball of light yellow flame appeared in his palm, with some milky white mist floating around the flame.
"Snow essence fire?" The monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul cried out in shock.
Not to mention the monks from the fifth level of Nascent Soul, the two monks from the third level of Nascent Soul behind him also stared at the 'Snow Essence Fire' in Ye Mo's hand in shock. They didn't expect to meet a first-level Nascent Soul here.
The monk actually has a strange kind of fire, which is the 'Snow Essence Fire' that ranks very high in the world of cultivation.
'Snow Essence Fire' ranks fifteenth among the strange fires in the world of cultivation. The pure water attribute flame can be said to be the best flame for refining water attribute elixirs. Whether it is a water attribute monk, an alchemist or a weapon refiner
Master, this kind of flame is a priceless treasure.
"You actually have 'Snow Essence Fire'..." The monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul said in amazement again, and then his eyes showed an extremely hot look. Even the two Nascent Soul monks behind him also showed their gazes.
A burning gaze.
Not to mention these three Nascent Soul cultivators, even Qing Han and other Taoist nuns also showed surprised looks. 'Snow Essence Fire' is not a common flame, and they did not expect Ye Mo to have such a flame. Not to mention a casual cultivator like Ye Mo.
, even some of the core disciples of the big alchemy sect don’t have this kind of flame.
Strange fire, but it is a rare treasure in the world. Qinghan did not expect that Ning Xiaoma would use this kind of thing to make the other party give up chasing the four of them. Indeed, no matter who saw the strange fire in the world of cultivation, the ranking
The fifteen-year-old 'Snow Essence Fire' will also ignore other things.
Seeing the scorching flames in the eyes of several Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side, they were about to take action, but Ye Mo chuckled and said: "This fire has not been conceived for a long time, and it has been refined by me. Now I only need to flash my thoughts randomly,
This flame will be decomposed immediately and dissipate in this world."
"What do you want to do before handing over this flame?" The monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul stared at the flame in Ye Mo's hand and said eagerly. Obviously, the 'Snow Essence Fire' completely made him unable to calm down, and even
He has regarded this flame as his own personal belongings.
Ye Mo smiled calmly and said: "Let the four of them leave first. I will stay as a hostage and you can trap me."
"Okay, I'll let them go." The monk on the fifth level of Nascent Soul agreed to Ye Mo's request without even thinking about it. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, three monks surrounded Ye Mo, one of whom was on the third floor of Nascent Soul.
The monks on the upper level even began to set up trapping formations.
"Junior sister Qingyi, you go first, I will come later." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ye Mo said with a smile while holding up the flame in his hand.
"Okay, Junior Brother Xiaoma, please take care of yourself. Qingyi, Qingyue, Youshan, let's go." After Qinghan finished speaking, he retreated first.
"Senior Brother Xiaoma, you must come to us, we are waiting for you." Qingyi and others also know that their cultivation will lead to death here. Besides, Senior Brother Xiaoma also has a small teleportation talisman, which should be able to escape at any time.
The four girls left in an instant. The three Nascent Soul cultivators just surrounded Ye Mo and stared at the 'Snow Essence Fire' in Ye Mo's hand without saying a word. At this time, they only had 'Snow Essence Fire' in their eyes.
Everything else is secondary.
After about half a stick of incense, the third-level Nascent Soul monk who had been arranging the formation suddenly said: "Those wonderful nuns just now have gone away, you can hand over the 'Snow Essence Fire'. In this way you can
Hurry up and join them, don't keep them waiting."
That means there are several beautiful Taoist nuns waiting for you, why are you still here doing your ink?
Ye Mo suddenly smiled slightly, nodded and said: "You are right. In fact, I know what you want to say is that your trap has been set up and you can start, right?"
After saying that, Ye Mo casually put away the 'Snow Essence Fire' on his palm.
Seeing Ye Mo put away the 'Snow Essence Fire', the fifth-level Nascent Soul monk immediately shouted, "Do it, don't let him sacrifice the flame again."
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