Ye Mo sneered, a mere catastrophe cultivator dared to do this to him, and even pretended to be the real master of the cultivator.
The big hand of the true essence that can condense the true essence and transform it into a substantial shape can only be done by a monk who transforms into a true essence. And this monk at the level of calamity transformation obviously does not know how to do this. He can only use a special technique to transform it into a real shape.
He stretched out his hand to grab Ye Mo.
Ye Mo actually had a very strange feeling. Before this, he must have tried every means to escape, but now he seemed to be watching a monkey. At the same time, he felt a sense of emotion in his heart. In the world of cultivation, there is no such thing.
There is no dignity in strength.
It's just that the catastrophe monk's hand just stretched out a little, and then suddenly stopped. He seemed to have remembered something very important, and then he took back his hand and stared at Ye Mo and asked, "How did you get in just now?"
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The calamity transformation cultivator remembered that his formation was a defensive formation that could barely reach the seventh level. The female cultivator before was able to forcefully enter because she was at the seventh level of the cauldron. And Ye Mo was so old, even if it was a hidden skill
No matter how high he is, how can he enter his own defensive formation? Is he still a formation master or has some other knack?
No matter how Ye Mo came in, he had to ask this question clearly. Otherwise, Ye Mo would be crushed to death by him. Who would tell him the answer?
Although they knew that Ye Mo would not end up well under the hands of this catastrophic cultivator, the two female cultivators had no intention to look at it. At this time, they themselves were in danger, so how could they have the intention to care about Ye Mo?
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Ye Mo didn't care about his words at all, and didn't even stop. Instead, he walked towards the altar of the catastrophe monk in the middle of the hall.
When the calamity monk saw that Ye Mo dared to ignore him like this, he became furious and stretched out his big hand again, trying to grab Ye Mo's neck and lift him up.
But an expression of horror soon appeared on his face, and he found that his transformed hand could not move at all. At this moment, he understood that something was not right. Even if he was just a catastrophe monk, he knew the domain. Even if he was unable to
But he also understands what domain is. At this moment, he knows very well that he is already in the opponent's domain, and killing him is like killing a chicken.
At this time, the calamity transformation monk no longer had the high-spiritedness he had a moment ago, saying very fresh words, and the dominating expression. All he had on his face was panic and fear. At this moment, he would never think that Ye Mo was
He used the concealment technique, which made it impossible for him to clearly see the other party's cultivation. The other party was young, but he was an out-and-out spiritual transformation monk.
Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead and back automatically, and he couldn't control it at all.
The female cultivator with a broken arm had not noticed the current situation of the calamity transformation monk. She suddenly said in a cold voice: "Sis, please let us go. Let's forget about today's matter and let each of us suffer a little loss. Otherwise, I will die."
In the end, our Chu family will also destroy all your soul scum."
Ye Mo was a little funny when he heard this. This woman hasn't figured out the situation yet. Will people let you go because of these words? It's just a dream. As soon as she heard this woman's words, she knew that she was not a monk who often wandered in the world of cultivation.
But then the female cultivator felt something was wrong. The calamity cultivator surnamed Si didn't care about her words at all. Moreover, the hand he grabbed for the cultivator who had just entered was stopped midway, and he neither took it back nor moved towards it again.
What did this guy want to do? The female cultivator looked at the white-haired and white-bearded calamity cultivator in confusion. She immediately noticed that his face was frightened and he was already sweating profusely.
Before she could think of the reason, Ye Mo's real big hand of true essence had already stretched out. His big hand of true essence easily pinched the white-haired catastrophe cultivator, and at the same time he picked him up like a chicken.
stand up.
The amputated female cultivator and the young girl were now as stunned as the calamity cultivator who was picked up by Ye Mo.
"Are you Senior Huazhen?" Only then did the female cultivator with a broken arm finally understood and asked Ye Mo subconsciously. If it weren't for Senior Huazhen, how could you have picked up a calamity cultivator so easily, or with your true essence?
big hand?
Ye Mo ignored the words of the broken-arm female cultivator, and directly used his big hands to pinch the calamity transformation cultivator's neck, picked him up and threw him to the ground, then walked over and asked coldly: "What about Nanshanfang City?"
What is the gray-white mist? Is it caused by you?"
The catastrophe monk was thrown to the ground by Ye Mo, his bones were broken inch by inch, and he made the sound of grinding his teeth. But he did not dare to resist at all.
At this time, he fully understood that he was just an ant in the opponent's hands. He couldn't figure out why a master like Ye Mo would come to a place like Hanyuan City, and he had never heard of it in Beiwangzhou.
A master of transformation.
He once thought that after he advanced to the catastrophe, he should be able to walk sideways in Beiwangzhou, but now he realized how unlucky he was. After he advanced to the catastrophe, before he even stabilized his cultivation, he offended the monks of transformation, and
He had even falsely threatened to strangle this transformation monk to death.
Seeing that the white-haired monk didn't answer his words at all, Ye Mo suddenly threw out a ball of blue flame and said in a cold tone: "Do you want me to burn your soul with heavenly fire?"
The catastrophe cultivator who was thrown to the ground by Ye Mo saw the flames that Ye Mo sacrificed and shouted in horror, "Blue Mist Lotus Heart Fire..."
Then he could no longer suppress his trembling. He was a catastrophe cultivator. It was true, but he had cultivated to catastrophe in Beiwangzhou. How difficult was it? He spent almost every moment in cultivation, almost the entire time.
All the resources of the Si family are concentrated on him alone. But now he has provoked not only a real-life cultivator, but also a real-life cultivator with heavenly fire.
"I said, I accidentally got a ring in Changfenqiu a few years ago. Inside the ring was a heaven-level ninth-level skill and a seed..."
When the white-haired monk from the Si family talked about the ninth-level heaven-level exercises, even the female cultivator with a broken arm almost marveled again. The ninth-level heaven-level exercises may not be available in the entire world of cultivation, but he can actually do it.
Obtained the ninth-level heavenly skill.
Ye Mo had a sullen expression and said nothing. The ninth-level Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique was indeed unique in the world of cultivation, but to Ye Mo, this thing was just rubbish compared to the 'Three Life Art', so he was not even surprised.
shock.
When the white-haired monk saw that Ye Mo was indifferent after he mentioned the ninth-level technique, he was even more frightened. He thought that after he said this technique, the other party would immediately show a greedy look. He might
You can exchange this for your own life.
Now Ye Mo was sullen and silent, so he had no choice but to continue: "The introduction to the book said that the essence and blood of pure female cultivators are needed when starting to practice, and the essence and blood infected with the sky-devouring gray mist has the best effect. Jade
Jian introduced that the seed is the origin seed of the sky-devouring gray mist. As long as I bury the seed in a place with the most people, within ten years, that place can become a resource for me to practice my skills."
Ye Mo already understood in his heart that the gray-white fog was indeed caused by humans and was not natural fog at all.
Then he continued to ask coldly, "Does the technique you practice have the effect of swallowing up space?"
The white-haired monk named Si shuddered. He didn't understand why Ye Mo knew it. Now that Ye Mo asked, he didn't dare to hide it at all. He quickly said: "Yes, it has that effect..."
Ye Mo said calmly: "Go with all your strength and try it on me."
"Ah..." When the Calamity Transformation cultivator heard Ye Mo's words, he was immediately ecstatic, but his face turned slightly red and he said: "Senior, I don't dare."
Ye Mo sarcastically said, "There are still three breaths left. If you don't do it, then you don't have to do it."
After hearing this, the Tribulation Transformation cultivator didn't even say a word nonsense. He flew up from the ground without even thinking about it. Even if the broken bones creaked, he didn't care at all.
Before the calamity transformation monk could stand completely, he raised his two palms, and after making several gestures, he pulled them to both sides, and at the same time he opened his mouth wide and bit.
It's obviously a very small mouth, but once it's used with this technique, it seems to turn into a basin of blood.
"Kaka..." As the catastrophe monk pulled and bit, the originally dull space suddenly fluctuated, as if something was about to be bitten off.
Ye Mo felt a huge suction force, sucking him into the mouth of the calamity monk. But at this time, the calamity monk's eyes were flashing with bloodthirsty and crazy eyes. It seemed that as long as he exerted more force,
It can swallow up Ye Mo completely.
Ye Mo's face darkened. He was sure that this technique was exactly the same as the one he met twice before. It was the kind of technique that swallowed up space, but the cultivation level of the catastrophic monk in front of him was still a little too low.
After knowing this, Ye Mo no longer had the intention to watch the performance of the calamity transformation monk. The big hand of true energy came out again, easily destroying the space that the calamity transformation monk wanted to bite off, and turning the calamity transformation monk into a
Holding it in his hand. Before the catastrophe cultivator begged for mercy, Ye Mo's 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire', accompanied by his true energy hand, turned the catastrophe cultivator into ashes.
It wasn't until there was no longer the breath of the catastrophic monk in the main hall that the female cultivator with a broken arm reacted and looked at Ye Mo with a look of shock and disbelief. After a while, she pulled the girl and bowed to Ye Mo.
Mo said: "Looking north, Chu Yun, a junior member of the Chu family, and niece Chu Yulan have met our seniors. I have offended my seniors before, so please forgive me."
This female cultivator with a broken arm is also depressed. There are only a few senior cultivators in Beiwangzhou. She, the Chengding cultivator, dare not say how powerful she is, but it is really not easy to meet someone who is more powerful than her in Beiwangzhou. But today she has...
I met two of them. One of her arms was chopped off for no reason, and now she has no place to take revenge.
Before, she thought Ye Mo was hiding his cultivation, but now it seems that her cultivation is simply too low to see through others.
(Thanks to Yun Baiye Xinghen for the 10,000-coin ticket gift!)