Ye Mo put away the unused formations, but found that the spiritual energy here was even stronger. He sank directly into the ground, and at a depth of several hundred meters, Ye Mo suddenly discovered a spiritual vein like a giant dragon lying in front of him.
"The best spiritual vein!" Even if Ye Mo has never seen the best spiritual vein, he will understand this kind of spiritual vein as soon as he sees it. This is the best spiritual vein. There is no reason.
This is a larger spiritual vein than the 'Medicine King Spiritual Vein' that Ye Mo originally obtained, but Ye Mo's cultivation at this time is far from comparable to the original Nascent Soul.
With the cultivation of the second level of condensation, it is not difficult for Ye Mo to move a top-quality spiritual vein into his own golden page world.
Just a few simple transfer formations, and after a series of loud "rumbling" sounds, this spiritual vein was forcefully taken away by Ye Mo.
In just an instant, this place began to collapse, and even the icebergs and icebergs lost their original vitality.
Ye Mo rushed out of the underground, washed himself completely with several water spells, changed into another set of clothes, and suddenly felt refreshed.
He scanned it with his consciousness and found that there was no life left in this place except ice and cold. Ye Mo knew that it was because he had taken away the top-grade spiritual vein in the ground.
Ye Mo is sure that even the entire Nan'an Continent cannot have a top-quality spiritual vein. Dan City is a ten-star sect, but it would be difficult for Ye Mo to come up with a top-quality spiritual vein.
Ye Mo's consciousness extended into his golden page world and found that it was even more vibrant. Once the rules of his world were formed, this would be his territory.
It was time to leave. Ye Mo returned to the teleportation array without any hesitation.
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Just as Ye Mo guessed, after they were sucked into the crack in the river bed, the crack never closed, and at this time, there were already hundreds of monks who came here after getting the news.
However, after these people entered the crack and left, they did not escape the same fate as the previous condensed monks in Kamikaze Valley. Countless soul-devouring insects had surrounded these people, and some monks with low cultivation levels had already been completely destroyed by the soul-devouring insects.
Devour.
Only a dozen monks with higher cultivation levels, some defensive magic weapons, or defensive formations were struggling to support themselves.
"If we continue like this, we will definitely die. After these soul-eating insects devoured a large amount of monks' essence and blood, more and more of them have hatched." A late-stage condensation monk said with sweating profusely. He had already fought hard.
It's been a few days, and it seems like I can't hold on any longer.
"If there was a good way, who would be willing to fight with these bugs? If I had known, I would never come down. I am sure that someone has arranged this place carefully, waiting for us to come in and feed the bugs." Another condensed monk said.
"Humph, what's the use of saying these words now? I'm sure. If you go out now and don't know what's going on here, you will still come in." The sweating late-stage condensation monk said sarcastically.
The somewhat regretful monk did not refute, because he knew what the other party said was true. If he didn't know what was going on here, and there was such a strong aura here, it would be absolutely impossible for him not to come in.
"Those Taoist nuns at Qingmengzhai are really good at it, and they have persisted until now." Another monk said enviously.
A fat monk next to him said disdainfully while resisting the attack of the soul-eating insects: "They just have a good defensive formation. Without that defensive formation, they would have lost their bones."
"Damn it, I can't stand it anymore. Even before I die, I want to taste the taste of the Qingmengzhai woman." A monk at the first level of Condensation next to the fat monk suddenly shouted and rushed out.
The defensive circle of several people ran towards the three female cultivators from Qingmengzhai.
The rest of the people were stunned. Is this guy crazy? There are so many soul-eating insects that will be eaten by them at any time. He actually wants to fall in love with a woman?
But some smart people immediately understood the reason. The monk who said he couldn't stand it might really be the Taoist nun who wanted to taste Qingmengzhai before he died. But the more important thing is probably that he saw Qingmengzhai.
That defensive formation, this defensive formation is obviously much stronger than the ordinary formation. Looking at their current state, I am afraid that others have been devoured by the soul-eating insects, but they are still intact.
The monk who rushed over must not have gone there first because of the woman in Qingmengzhai, but to hide in the opponent's defensive array.
Some monks who understood this truth were tempted. But in the blink of an eye, they threw away the idea. The monk who rushed out just ran a dozen meters and was surrounded by endless soul-eating insects. Soon the drum was surrounded by endless soul-eating insects.
The pile of soul-devouring insects became flat again.
Although everyone has seen this situation constantly in the past few days, they still feel very frightened when they see it again.
At this extremely depressing moment, the obese monk who had just been eating Wei Qingmengzhai and had a good defensive formation suddenly screamed and said: "Have you noticed that the attack of the soul-eating insects has become weaker?"
No need for the fat monk to remind everyone, everyone has felt it. The attack of the soul-eating insects has indeed become weaker, and it is getting weaker.
Several monks with high cultivation levels have quickly launched several powerful attack spells to kill all the soul-eating insects surrounding them. However, after the soul-eating insects surrounding them were killed, they did not behave as before.
In an instant, more Soul-Eating Insects rushed over, but only a few Soul-Eating Insects flew over. When these few Soul-Eating Insects were killed again, no Soul-Eating Insects came around again.
Soon everyone discovered something even weirder. Those flying soul-eating insects actually fell down one by one, and then quickly withered and died like this.
As time went by, more and more soul-eating insects fell down, and finally almost all the soul-eating insects fell down.
"what happened?"
Dozens of monks looked at each other, but no one understood what was going on.
"Those moving insect eggs on the ground seem to have stopped moving." Another monk discovered that the insect eggs that were still moving had now become quiet.
A condensation monk threw a fireball. Originally, a fireball could only kill hundreds of soul-devouring insects, but now his fireball actually opened up a large space. Those soul-devouring insects met his fireball and moved at a very fast speed.
It was burned down, leaving only a faint smell of burning. How many thousands of soul-eating insects were burned by this fireball?
Seeing this scene, other monks followed suit and threw all kinds of fireballs. The soul-eating insects that were originally densely piled in front of everyone were all cleared away like piles of dead things.
"It seems that the spiritual energy has become much thinner. No, it's not that it's much thinner, but the spiritual energy here is no longer much different from outside." Someone else said.
A monk took out his flying sword, then stepped on it and flew in a circle. Before he landed, everyone around him knew that the suction force here had completely disappeared.
"There is no more suction, we can go out." The monk who was flying around suddenly said.
But no one went out. If the ground was full of living soul-eating insects, everyone would definitely be rushing to escape. But now the danger is gone, and the aura that was so strong here before clearly has good things. There is no danger anymore.
In this place, everyone wanted to see why there was such a strong aura before.
"I understand." The late-stage Condensation monk who spoke first suddenly said.
"What's going on, Brother Gang?" someone asked immediately.
The late-stage condensation monk pointed at the soul-devouring insects on the ground and said: "These broken-egg soul-devouring insects need a lot of spiritual energy to advance. Only a large amount of spiritual energy can make them mature. But now that the spiritual energy suddenly disappears, it is equivalent to draining the bottom of the cauldron.
They have no basis for survival, and death is inevitable. Whether they are eggs or newly broken eggs, soul-devouring insects need the support of strong spiritual energy. Only mature soul-devouring insects can survive in places with thin spiritual energy.
, otherwise you will definitely die, just like a fish out of water."
"Brother Gang, didn't you say before that these soul-eating insects were raised by humans? That person raised so many soul-eating insects, didn't he know that the aura here would disappear?" The person who asked the question asked again.
The late-stage condensation monk named Brother Gang shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
"I know." A hoarse voice said abruptly.
After hearing this, the monk in the late stage of Condensation immediately clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Grandmaster Yi Jing of Tianyan Sect. Please ask Brother Yi to clarify his doubts."
At this time, everyone was silent, because although Yi Jing was only at the first level of Condensation, he was a seventh-level formation master, and a seventh-level formation master had a good status in the world of cultivation.
Yi Jing Ye Mo didn't hesitate, he pointed upward and said: "There was suction here when we came in, but now it's gone. Obviously there is a formation here, and this formation just sends us in. Just like the soul-eating worm
It's like death. Without spiritual power, the formation here can't continue to function, so the suction force disappears."
After speaking, he looked at the people around him and said: "Generally, it is impossible for people who arrange formations not to calculate the spiritual support of their own formations. The only possibility is that someone came here first and took away the spiritual source here.
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"What? We worked so hard to get here, and we fought a life-and-death battle with the soul-devouring insects. So many people died. It would have been better for that guy to simply take away the spiritual source. This would be too easy for him."
The fat man who had disdained Qingmengzhai before immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.
Just because he has reached the ninth level of condensation and has perfected his cultivation, no one dares to speak.
Qingmengzhai said with a cold smile: "If this is the case, you should be grateful to others, otherwise you would have become the food of the soul-eating insects."
"What did you say?" the fat monk suddenly said coldly.
"I just said you were ungrateful, so what do you think?" Qing Han said even more disdainfully.
The fat monk did not argue again this time, but turned his head to the side with a livid face. It was obvious that he was a little afraid of Qingmengzhai.