Lu Mingliang said with a sullen face: "Qiao Ye, don't be too arrogant. Just you, do you still want to fight with the three of us?"
Lu Mingliang came from the Demon Tribe, and his cultivation level was at the second level of the Spiritual King Realm. Considering that Lu Mingliang was twenty-seven-eighth and not yet over thirty years old, his cultivation level was considered to be very outstanding.
As for the disputes between Qiao Ye and Lingyu, most of them should be blamed on the Heavenly Demons and Demons tribe.
There was no way, ever since Qiao Ye killed all the Feng Lei Yuxue of the Tiansha tribe on the nine-domain battlefield, it meant that the grudges between him and the Tiansha tribe could no longer be resolved. As the three major members of the Spirit Realm,
How has the tribe's Tiansha tribe ever suffered such a heavy loss?
Even though Feng Lei Yuxue's cultivation level was not high at that time, they were all the future of the Tianying tribe. If they lived to this day, they would all be in the Wuzong realm, and it was even possible to have the opportunity to reach the Martial King realm.
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As for Wan Hang and Mu Zhihen, Wan Hang comes from the Disha Tribe and is at the third level of the Spirit King Realm. Although the Disha Tribe has little contact with Qiao Ye and has many disputes with Tianxia Disha, what they are facing is
Qiao Ye, a Wuyu man who demolished the Lingyu Temple, of course must share the same hatred.
The last Mu Zhihen did not come from the three major tribes of the Spiritual Realm, but from a small tribe in the Spiritual Realm called Mobei. It was so small that even many people in the Spiritual Realm had never heard of it, but Mu Zhihen was three years old.
The oldest among them is already thirty-five or six, so his cultivation level is actually the highest, possessing the cultivation level of the fourth level of the Spirit King Realm.
Age, at best, can only represent Mu Zhihen's average talent. He has a Spirit King realm cultivation at the age of thirty-five or six, which is considered a relatively mediocre cultivation progress. But even so, this cultivation is still real after all, and he can
Breaking the stone monument and walking onto the hanging bridge proved everything.
The three of them all received the summons and learned that Qiao Ye had crossed the suspension bridge, so they immediately covered up the traces of the medicine garden and ambush Qiao Ye.
Although the ambush has not been completed at the moment, with three Martial King realms facing off against one, the three of them are naturally confident and don't think Qiao Ye can make any waves.
In fact, the three of them were even a little excited!
As long as Qiao Ye is killed here, he will be a hero in the spiritual realm. After all, Qiao Ye is the sinner who demolished the temple.
Thinking of this, the three people's eyes became excited. Success and fame are already in front of them. All they have to do is kill Qiao Ye!
The three of them had such thoughts in their heads at the moment, and then slowly approached Qiao Ye, gradually forming a triangular formation, surrounding Qiao Ye in the center.
Five meters away, Lu Mingliang, who had a deep hatred for Qiao Ye, took the lead and suddenly took out a box and pointed it at Qiao Ye.
The seventh-grade treasure phantom, Thousand Rain Needles Fall!
There was a mechanism in front of the box. Lu Mingliang pushed the upper side of the box, and immediately, a dense row of small holes appeared in front, and countless silver flying needles continued to shoot out.
Qiao Ye raised her eyebrows, not intending to dodge at all, but took a step forward, her body began to glow, golden, and there were countless golden halos around her body, making Qiao Ye look like a
A little sun.
Dang rang, dang rang, dang rang!
The next moment, hundreds of flying needles hit Qiao Ye's body continuously, and then layers of golden ripples rippled out. All those flying needles were intercepted by the golden light, making it impossible to get close to Qiao Ye.
, let alone hurt Qiao Ye.
In the state of the Golden Divine Body of the Nine-turn Golden Body, Qiao Ye ignored all attacks below the Martial Emperor Realm. Even at the Martial Emperor Realm, it was only a matter of physical body loss. As for the pure physical attack Noble Phantasm, Qiao Ye was below the fifth level.
Ye Du shouldn't take the matter seriously. Only when the fifth grade starts to cause damage to Qiao Ye!
On the other side, Lu Mingliang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. In the battle at the King of Martial Realm, a seventh-grade treasure was indeed of little use. Lu Mingliang just wanted to get the upper hand and test it out.
When the attack failed, Lu Mingliang immediately jumped up, groaned softly in mid-air, and then pointed to the pen and drew a spell in the air.
"Spirit Master?"
Qiao Ye couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
The cultivation method of the Talisman Master has been around since ancient times, but it is very rare in the Martial Realm, because the Talisman Master's cultivation method relies heavily on mental power, so there are some Talisman Masters among the spiritual monks in the Spirit Realm.
, but not many in number.
Rare means difficult to practice, but of course it also means strong.
There is nothing in this world that is both easy to practice and powerful at the same time.
After a while, Lu Mingliang drew a talisman and stamped it forward. The talisman drawn in the air shone brightly and fell in the direction of Qiao Ye.
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
A spiritual light appeared around Qiao Ye, forming a circle.
Lu Mingliang smiled ferociously, the spell was completed, Qiao Ye could only move within the circle of spiritual light, but they could move outside the circle. In this way, as long as they opened a distance to attack, they would have no choice but to be slaughtered.
After Lu Mingliang succeeded, he immediately shouted: "Brother Mu, take action!"
Mu Zhihen nodded, he is good at long-range attacks.
"Spiritual fluctuations!" Mu Zhihen stretched out his hand toward the front and said, "Spiritual Thought!"
Qiao Ye looked at Mu Zhihen. The technique this guy practiced was also quite strange. He was able to materialize his mental power, and then he kept squirming in the palm of his hand. Finally, the mental power condensed into a ball.
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Immediately afterwards...
Mu Zhihen pushed the mental ball forward, and the ball the size of a baby's head flew towards Qiao Ye.
Qiao Ye glanced coldly, and the moment the mental power ball came to him...
boom!
Qiao Ye stretched out his hand fiercely and swung it to the side. When the mental power ball collided with Qiao Ye's arm, Qiao Ye actually swung the mental power ball away.
Boom!
The spiritual power ball turned back and flew towards a wooden house in the medicine garden on the side. Then there was a loud noise, and the wooden house made of basalt wood and immortal for thousands of years collapsed completely with one blow and turned into a pile of rubble.
The power and destructive power of Mu Zhihen's spiritual ball are beyond everyone's imagination.
But what’s even more surprising is…
Qiao Ye waved his hand and actually stretched the mental ball directly!
The next moment, Qiao Ye took a deep breath and walked forward, arriving in front of the spiritual circle that was drawn on the ground as a prison. Then she reached forward and tore it apart with all her strength.
As if something had been torn apart, the spiritual circle shattered in an instant, and the light dimmed until it disappeared.
"This is impossible..." Lu Mingliang couldn't hide the look of surprise on his face. He looked at Qiao Ye in disbelief and said, "How could you break through my painting's prison?"
Qiao Ye tilted her head as if thinking, then looked at Lu Mingliang and said, "Maybe it's because you are too weak?"