After eating the 'Bamboo Shoots Pill', Ye Mo didn't have time to look at the situation outside and directly locked onto the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' he had just refined. At this time, the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' had been completely refined by Ye Mo and turned into the size of a pea.
, floating quietly above Ye Mo's dantian.
Ye Mo thought, and a ball of orange flame with white mist appeared on his finger. The flame looked gentle and quiet at this time, not at all the violence that was about to burn Ye Mo to death. It was even like a trace of cotton.
Dancing in Ye Mo's fingers.
Ye Mo put away the 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' with satisfaction, and then began to check the situation on his body. Just now, under the double attack of 'Mist Lotus Heart Fire' and 'Winter Solstice', he was completely covered. Not only his body was completely burnt, but even his hair was completely burnt.
It also turned into fly ash.
There is no more 'Liansheng Pill', but Ye Mo is not in a hurry. He is an alchemist now and has many healing pills. After swallowing a few 'Fuzhen Pills', he took a bath with Qingshui Jue.
He took out a set of clean clothes and put them on. Finally, he touched his burnt black hair and simply shaved his head.
After finishing all these, Ye Mo had the energy to check his monitoring formation.
With a "boom", Ye Mo had just focused his consciousness on his monitoring formation, and a loud sound shook his monitoring formation to its core.
Through the monitoring array, he discovered that there was not just one person coming, but a black-faced monk standing in the middle of the long tomb. This black-faced monk had very short hair, but had a black mole on his face, and his face was extremely cold.
, Ye Mo felt an uncomfortable feeling well up in his heart as soon as he saw it.
Ye Mo forcibly drove away the uncomfortable feeling, and he had already confirmed in his heart that this black-faced monk was the guy who came over on the flying car with the real weapon. Moreover, Ye Mo was sure that this guy's cultivation level should be more than the Nascent Soul stage. It is very possible that this is
A virtual god monk.
He could feel the discomfort by monitoring the formation. Once facing this monk, Ye Mo even thought that this guy's momentum could even prevent him from resisting.
Opposite the black-faced monk is a thin old man. This old man has a white face and no beard, and his hair is also white. The old man squints his eyes and seems to be harmless. But Ye Mo feels that this old man is just like the black-faced guy.
, which also makes people feel extremely dangerous.
The two people were tens of meters apart, and there was a ravine more than ten meters deep between them. Ye Mo estimated that the ravine was created by the two of them just now.
"Old Sima Zhu, I haven't seen you for decades, and you are already in the middle stage of False God. It's beyond my expectation." The black-faced monk had no expression on his cold face, and even his words were intimidating.
It didn't feel like the sound came from his mouth.
The thin, beardless old man chuckled and said, "Both each other. Tong Wusheng, aren't you in the middle stage of Virtual God?"
"Sima Zhu, stop talking nonsense, where are the things?" the black-faced Tong Wusheng said coldly and expressionlessly.
The thin, beardless old man snorted coldly, took out half of the incomplete book, put it in his hand and said, "Of course I brought my things. Now they are here with me, where are your things?"
When Tong Wusheng saw Sima Zhu take out half of the book, his eyes showed a hint of heat. At the same time, he moved his hand, and half of the incomplete book also appeared in his palm.
Both of them looked at the half-broken book in each other's hands passionately, but they both laughed, and then each took out a jade box and put the broken book in it. After the two people put the broken book into the jade box,
Without speaking, they walked thousands of meters away at the same time, set up a defensive barrier together, and then put the jade box into the barrier.
Ye Mo clearly noticed that the two jade boxes were also covered with restrictions, which meant that even if the other party grabbed the jade boxes, the person who placed the restrictions could remove the jade boxes and all the contents in them with just one thought.
Turned into nothingness. As for the common defensive restriction outside the jade box, Ye Mo estimated that the two of them were going to fight to prevent the jade box from being damaged by the fight.
After listening to the words and actions of the two people, Ye Mo roughly guessed some reasons. It should be that the two virtual god monks got the same ancient book. In the end, the two of them fought over it. The ancient book became
Two halves, and in order to make this ancient book into one, the two decided to decide who belonged to it through a competition.
I don't know how long these two guys have been fighting, but the two False God monks were fighting for a book, and Ye Mo could easily guess that this book was not simple.
At this time, Ye Mo also understood why the black-faced monk had arranged a hidden trap formation and several attack formations. The black-faced Tong Wusheng was probably afraid that he would not be Sima Zhu's opponent, so he arranged the formations to help.
.As expected, I was prepared.
"Tong, I hope you won't disappoint me this time." The white-haired old man Sima Zhu said with a sneer. Without waiting for the other party to reply, he waved his hand and a black mist appeared. This mist actually appeared in an instant.
It became several feet in size and faced Tong Wusheng head-on.
Moreover, this black mist is very spiritual. Not only is it very fast, it can also automatically expand and move according to Tong Wusheng's position.
Ye Mo carefully monitored the formation and recognized that the mist turned out to be a net-mounted magic weapon, and it was a real weapon. Ye Mo had never seen a virtual god master fight against the enemy, but it did not mean that he had no vision. This net
The power of this magic weapon must have gone beyond the scope of a spiritual weapon, and it must be a real weapon.
Although Ye Mo couldn't feel the strong real energy fluctuations through the monitoring formation, he could tell from the scene that Sima Zhu's black network was definitely not simple. Because the black network gave Ye Mo a strange feeling, even a little...
As cold as Tong Wusheng's face.
Ye Mo had an illusion. He even felt that Sima Zhu's sinister black net seemed to be more powerful in the grave mound. If this was really the case, why did that Tong Wusheng agree to the duel here?
Ye Mo pays for it at his own risk. If he encounters this black network, he won't be able to think of any good solution except running away.
Just when Ye Mo was about to see how Tong Wusheng could deal with this black net, the robe outside Tong Wusheng's body actually swelled up. His eyes turned blood red, and his hands continued to hit spells, almost
In an instant, dozens of flying swords flew out of his robes. These flying swords quickly turned into a sword array, directly facing Sima Zhu's Black Mist Network weapon.
Not to mention, in addition to these dozens of flying swords, there are still a steady stream of flying swords flying out of Tong Wusheng's robe, as if the flying swords inside his robe will never run out.
"Bang bang..." After several loud noises, Tong Wusheng's flying sword and Sima Zhu's black net were entangled together, flying away countless dead bones on the ground, but those dead bones were quickly absorbed by the two people's true energy.
It turned into fly ash under the agitation.
Such great power, Ye Mo secretly marveled.
"Sima Zhu, you are so scheming. You actually got a real weapon of the Mingyin Network. No wonder you chose the place of Long Tomb Mound to decide the winner." Tong Wusheng saw that there was nothing he could do about his sword formation.
Sima Zhu said sarcastically.
The thin Sima Zhu sneered disdainfully: "Tong Wusheng, you are not a noble person. You should have arranged the trapping and killing formations beside the long tomb. It's a pity that after all these years, you
My formation level has not improved at all, which makes me really disappointed."
Ye Mo was speechless after hearing what these two guys said. None of these two guys were easy to get along with. However, since the formation arranged by Tong Wusheng was seen by Sima Zhu, it should not have any effect.
But what Ye Mo is confused about is that based on Tong Wusheng's understanding of Sima Zhu, he shouldn't use the formation that Sima Zhu can see as help. This is definitely not the first time that the two have fought. Tong Wusheng arranged it
Although several formations are hidden, why do you think Sima Zhu can't see his formations?
Ye Mo stared at Tong Wusheng with concern, and sure enough he found that Tong Wusheng's expression changed immediately after hearing Sima Zhu's words. It seemed that he did not expect that his formation would be seen by Sima Zhu, so that it would not be able to use it as a sneak attack.
.
Perhaps because his formation was seen by Sima Zhu, Tong Wusheng looked very ugly, and at the same time he desperately urged the sword formation to besiege Sima Zhu's Mingyin Network. It seemed that because his secret calculation method was discovered, he
He has never activated his trap formation or killing formation. But Ye Mo discovered that the Ming Yin Net was really at home in the Long Tomb Mound, and even had a slight upper hand.
No, Ye Mo always felt that something was missing from his ideas. Tong Wusheng couldn't be so naive, using this siege formation and attack formation to deal with a virtual god master like Sima Zhu who knew formations. Maybe he had arranged the formations before
I knew that this formation would definitely not be able to hide it from Sima Zhu.
But since he couldn't hide it from Sima Zhu, why did he arrange such a formation? Ye Mo was confused and found that the place where Sima Zhu and Tong Wusheng were fighting had become gray. Even if he had the monitoring formation, he couldn't see it.
How was the fight between the two of you?
Ye Mo controlled the monitoring formation and checked the formations arranged by Tong Wusheng again. He already had doubts. The formations arranged by Tong Wusheng were not designed to deal with Sima Zhu at all.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ye Mo to figure out something was wrong. These formations turned out to be even better than he imagined, including one trapping formation and three killing formations.
The outermost killing formation actually has a hidden secret in it. Once Tong Wusheng activates the outermost killing formation and attacks Sima Zhu, the other three formations will immediately change their formations. Instead, they will become a superimposed killing formation and
A transfer trap.
The superimposed killing formation can still deal with Sima Zhu, but the transfer trap formation can transfer the two jade boxes on one side to his hands in an instant.
Ye Mo suddenly realized that Tong Wusheng had arranged these four formations not to deal with Sima Zhu. The ultimate goal was to steal Sima Zhu's half of the incomplete book. Since he dared to do this, he should have stopped him.
Sima Zhu figured out how to destroy the books.
I just didn't know if the little white-haired old man Sima Zhu also noticed this, but Ye Mo actually started to look forward to it.
(Recommend a book: Urban Supreme Prodigy (ISBN 2614632), Lao Chou’s book, Urban YY series. I won’t talk about the lasciviousness of the ugly god, I believe friends who collect it will not be disappointed.)
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