But at this time, Meng Qi was following Ye Mo closely. Most of the formations in the second set of Luo Qu's Eighteenth Set were some second-level formations. To be honest, even Meng Qi didn't even look at these second-level formations.
In her eyes, even if she doesn't understand the formation, the second-level formation can be easily broken. Even if it cannot be broken, it can still be broken through forcefully.
But she found that most of the time, Ye Mo turned around casually, and those second-level attack formations and psychedelic formations became decorations. But sometimes, she found that Ye Mo stopped in front of a formation.
It took a long time, and the formation that Ye Mo stayed in for a long time was actually not difficult in her opinion, because she could clearly see how the formation should be passed.
Over time, Meng Qi understood what Ye Mo was doing. He was simply studying these formations. Ye Mo was indeed studying this formation. He felt that he had to learn more in the second set than in the first set.
He even believed that if he continued at this pace, by the eighteenth game, he would most likely be promoted to the ninth level of formation master.
Even if Ye Mo had to delay some time, when Meng Qi followed Ye Mo to the boundary between the second and third sets, he had already passed some people. The monks who were carving their names on the boundary stone tablets saw Ye Mo and
Meng Qi's face was full of shock. They didn't seem to have thought that Ye Mo could come here. How could Yong Wuzi let Ye Mo go? And he also allowed Ye Mo and Meng Qi to walk together.
Just as Ye Mo and Meng Qi were carving their names on the stone tablet entering the third set, a monk who was also at the seventh level of late-stage condensation stopped Ye Mo.
"Stop, boy, did you use a trick to escape from our young master? But even if you have a trick, you will be dead if you fall into my hands..."
Before the monk in the late stage of condensation could finish his words, Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' had already struck out with a purple rainbow. He didn't even say a word. Ye Mo, the monk who stopped him, had seen him before.
How could Ye Mo, a participating monk from Tonghai Sect, still talk nonsense?
This monk is a half-demon cultivator. A half-demon cultivator who only has the seventh level of condensation can enter this place. He obviously has a deep understanding of the formation.
After the monk from Tonghai Sect finished speaking, he was about to sacrifice the magic weapon, but to his surprise, Ye Mo did it without even saying a word, and at such a fast speed.
The condensed monk from Tonghai Sect panicked and immediately offered up the magic weapon. However, when he held the magic weapon in his hand, he found that the space around him had slowed down, or in other words, his movements had slowed down.
At this moment, he immediately understood what was going on. This was Yu. An expression of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes. Before he could show any regrets, Ye Mo's 'Purple Sword' had already brought up a ball of blood.
fog.
Then Ye Mo went over with a ball of purple fire and took back a ring. The whole process went smoothly without a moment's delay. At first glance, people would think that he often does this kind of thing.
"Ah..." A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Sea Alliance saw Ye Mo kill a seventh-level condensate cultivator with just one strike. He screamed, lost his mind, and was instantly teleported by the thrust of the second plate.
Got out.
Everyone around was silent. Ye Mo killed a condensed monk with one strike, and no one dared to speak in front of him. Some monks with clear minds already understood that Yong Wuzi of Tonghai Sect had probably been killed by Ye Mo.
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Meng Qi was also stunned. She knew Ye Mo was powerful because she saw Ye Mo kill Yong Wuzi with her own eyes. But after all, Ye Mo fought with Yong Wuzi for a long time, and finally killed Yong Wuzi at the cost of being injured.
Wu Zi. But at this time, he actually killed a monk with a similar level of cultivation to him with one move. Obviously, his combat power has improved a lot after fighting Yong Wu Zi.
It seems that he is making rapid progress every moment. If you don't pay attention, you will have no idea how far he has reached.
The other two Tonghai Cult monks who saw Ye Mo killing their teammates didn't dare to say a word and immediately entered the third set.
"Brother Ye is very capable." What Ye Mo and Meng Qi didn't expect was that at this time, someone would come up to say hello to Ye Mo.
This is a monk who looks to be in his thirties, with a solid level of cultivation. His face is bronzed, and he looks a little weathered, but his eyes are very bright, and you can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.
When the monk saw Ye Mo looking at him, he stepped forward and introduced, "My name is Jing Xuecheng, from Canghai Palace."
"You are the master of Canghai Palace, Jing Xiangdong..." Meng Qi said in shock.
Jing Xuecheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Yes, my father is Jing Xiangdong, the master of Canghai Palace. Haha, every time I mention my name, the first thing others think of is my father."
Meng Qi smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry, because your father is too famous. So, I just said it out of habit."
Jing Xuecheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't matter. Maybe a few decades later, when someone mentions Jing Xiangdong, they will immediately ask if he is Jing Xuecheng's father, haha."
Jing Xuecheng's tone was cheerful, informal, and he didn't seem cunning, and Ye Mo immediately liked him. Although Jing Xuecheng approached him because he might have killed Yong Wuzi, Ye Mo didn't care. Without talent, who would?
Want to make friends with you? Even if Ji Xun admires himself, it is because of his talent.
When others make friends with you because of your talent, they will gradually get to know you, and they will understand that you have more than just talent, and they will become your life-and-death friends.
"Brother Jing, thank you. My name is Ye Mo. I am just a casual cultivator. Now I just passed through the Haixiu Alliance." Ye Mo also clasped his fists and replied.
Seeing that there were no monks around, Jing Xuecheng waved his hand and asked a Chengding monk next to him to enter the third set first, and then asked again, "Was Yong Wuzi killed by Brother Ye? Otherwise, given his character, he would not
I will let Brother Ye go."
Ye Mo smiled casually, "Yes, I killed him."
Ye Mo's straightforwardness made Jing Xuecheng even more impressed. He clapped his hands and said, "Brother Ye is so courageous. I admire people like Brother Ye. If Brother Ye doesn't mind, you can go to Canghai Palace with me after the game. I really hope that."
I can become friends with Brother Ye, but I don’t know if Brother Ye will appreciate it."
Ye Mo also admired Jing Xuecheng more and more. This person knew that he had killed Yong Wuzi, and he dared to invite him to Canghai Palace. Obviously Jing Xuecheng wanted to protect himself in this way. The other party was just afraid that he would lose face in front of Meng Qi.
I just say this because I can't make it through.
But Ye Mo had long planned to leave here, and of course he would not go to Canghai Palace. He still said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Brother Jing. That Yong Lanyi would never let me go. Now that I have killed Yong Wuzi, he
They won’t let me go. So, there’s no need to go to Canghai Palace, because I don’t have the chance to go now.”
Jing Xuecheng thought that what Ye Mo said was that he was about to be killed by Yong Lanyi, so he had no chance. He also admired Ye Mo's unscrupulous character. He took out a jade token and handed it to Ye Mo and said
: "Brother Ye, if I haven't come out after you go out, and Yong Lanyi dares to cause trouble for you, you can give this jade token to my father Jing Xiangdong. As long as you insist that you didn't kill Yong Wuzi, that's fine. Yong Lanyi
No matter how unreasonable Yi is, he would not dare to behave wildly in front of me, Canghai Palace. Of course, if I go out first, nothing will happen."
After saying that, Jing Xuecheng laughed at himself again, "Haha, I still want to use my father's brand."
Ye Mo was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he and Jing Xuecheng had met. Although they admired each other, Jing Xuecheng dared to ask his father to save him. Regardless of whether he could save himself or not, this act was already extremely heroic. Because as long as Jing Xiangdong dared
If you help yourself in this situation, you will definitely become a mortal enemy with Yong Lanyi, and a fight on the spot is also possible.
"Brother Jing, I have a mortal enemy with that old man Yong Lanyi. If this happens, you will be hurt, Brother Jing." Ye Mo pushed back the jade sign.
Jing Xuecheng laughed, "Brother Ye, do you look down on me, Jing Xuecheng? Although Yong Lanyi of Tonghai Sect is powerful, I, Canghai Palace, are not vegetarians. If Brother Ye makes me a friend, then accept the jade token.
I, Jing Xuecheng, will guarantee with my life that Brother Ye can visit our three islands in the sea."
Seeing that Jing Xuecheng had said this, Ye Mo stopped being pretentious, put away his jade token and clasped his fists, saying: "Brother Jing, in this case, I will make you my friend. However, this time I will be a guest at Canghai Palace."
I can’t go. But don’t worry, Brother Jing, the next time I come back and pass by Sanhai, I will definitely go back to Canghai Palace to disturb you.”
"Okay, then it's settled. I'll take a step first. Let's talk slowly after we go out. Even if Brother Ye doesn't go to Canghai Palace, I can still go to Lingdao." After saying this, Jing Xuecheng laughed and turned around.
Entering the third set, he obviously thought that Ye Mo would not go to Canghai Palace and would just stay on Ling Island temporarily. However, he did not expect that Ye Mo said he would not go because he was ready to leave here.
Seeing Jing Xuecheng's disappearing figure, Ye Mo nodded and said, "Brother Jing is a generous man and is worth making friends with. He is less than a hundred years old and he is already at the first level of Condensation. It is truly remarkable."
Meng Qi originally wanted to say that you are actually a generous person, but after hearing the last half of Ye Mo's words, she immediately pouted, thinking that you yourself are already at the seventh level of condensation, and you are talking about others' condensation.
It's amazing. Is this just bragging?
Of course Ye Mo is not boasting, he has too many things that defy the heavens. Three lives, Golden Page World, Bitter Bamboo, Spiritual Veins, Spiritual Marrow Pool, Acceleration Formation...
Because he has so many incredible things, Ye Mo has never thought that he is a genius. He feels that if anyone can get these things, he can become a genius. But he did not expect that anyone who can get these things is a genius.
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What Ye Mo didn't know was that at this moment Jing Xuecheng was also praising Ye Mo as a genius and a generous person. He himself was able to advance to the first level of condensed matter at this age because he had many adventures. Moreover, he was still a vast sea.
The young master of the palace has inexhaustible resources. And Ye Mo, a casual cultivator, is younger than him and has a higher level of cultivation. What is he not a genius? What's more, Ye Mo confessed to killing Yong Wuzi.
The incident made his blood boil. He killed Yong Wuzi and at the same time directly admitted that no one outside Wuxinhai dared to do this, but Ye Mo dared. How could he not make such a friend?
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At the same time, Yong Lanyi was staring at the monk in his hand and roared, "You said that Ye Mo killed our disciple Ji Li? Or was it just a move? Say..."
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