One thousand and seven, is that what you look at, boy?
Black fog filled the air, blocking out the sky and the sun!
The ninth-level fog spirit is indeed extraordinary. With just one move, many human geniuses in the field felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a demonic cloud was coming over the city, and there was no end in sight.
In fact, it is definitely impossible for the ninth-level foreign spirits to activate the power of the sky. It is only because of the special origin of this mist spirit that it can control the energy of the smoke and use it like an arm.
No one knows what kind of power these smokes have, whether they are poisonous, or if they cannot see anything once they enter the smoke, the ninth-level low-level supernatural spirits will attack.
However, the smoke falling from the sky is endless, and is as soft as cotton and cannot bear any force. Once it is enveloped in it, it may not be that easy to get rid of it.
"Yun Xiao, Bai Wushuang, let's put aside the internal conflicts for the moment, how about dealing with this beast first?"
At this moment, Ye Ku's loud voice suddenly came out in the thick fog, which made Yunxiao and Bai Wushuang freeze in their hearts. Then they both nodded slowly without thinking too much.
Because neither Bai Wushuang nor Yun Xiao thought that they would be the opponents of the ninth-level foreign spirits in a single fight. When the time comes, let them defeat each other, and then the situation will be over.
As for joining forces to attack the ninth-level foreign spirit, although the chance of success is not very high, it is at least better than the chance of fighting alone. As for who will get the spoils after a lucky break, it depends on each person's ability.
At least the biggest target of the people in front of them is the ninth-level low-level foreign spirit. Once this big guy goes crazy, I am afraid that none of the geniuses of Lianyun Mountain present will be able to leave Treasure Gathering Mountain alive.
Maybe this is also a different kind of test. People like Qian Sanyuan and others don't know that there are ninth-level low-level supernatural spirits on the treasure gathering mountain. But firstly, they have no way to stop them. Secondly, like this kind of battle between life and death.
, perhaps it is a good test for improving everyone’s realm.
With Ye Ku's suggestion, Yun Xiao and Bai Wushuang were not slow in their movements. The three of them surrounded the huge fog spirit from three directions. At this time, the smoke in the sky finally pressed down angrily, sweeping Si
Mo Moqing, Liu Hanyi and others were all enveloped in it.
Fortunately, this smoke is the same as the smoke at the mountainside and foot of the mountain. It doesn't mean that you can't see your fingers after being enveloped. The visibility is still one or two feet, and they can respond to each other.
boom!
As the ally, Ye Ku was naturally faster. He gently swung out his right hand, and a green light shot towards the huge fog spirit, even eroding the air above the route.
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"This poison looks quite impressive!"
Seeing this scene, Bai Wushuang's eyes froze. He had always regarded Ye Ku as his biggest opponent in Lianyun Mountain, so he had studied the opponent's methods quite a bit. But at this time, the poisonous method Ye Ku used,
But he didn't know it, so he had to be on guard.
Against the ninth-level low-level foreign spirits, Ye Ku would of course use his strongest means. The poison he had just used was indeed prepared for Nianbi. To be precise, it was prepared for Bai Wushuang.
, but I didn’t expect to use it here first.
However, this all-powerful mid-level poison, although it did hit the ninth-level low-level fog spirit, it was like a stone sinking in an instant. The strong poison seemed to have no impact on the fog spirit.
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"Brother Ye Ku, this thing of yours seems to be of no use!"
Although they were fighting side by side, Bai Wushuang still gloated and mocked when he saw that Ye Ku's poison had no effect at all.
Then, without any hesitation in his movements, a huge pulse energy palm print suddenly formed in front of him, and swatted angrily towards the fog spirit.
Hoo ho ho...
Regarding Bai Wushuang's pulse energy attack, the face of the fog spirit without facial features seemed to just glance at it lightly, and then the breeze moved gently beside him, and the same huge fog palm print formed, aiming towards Bai Wushuang's pulse energy palm.
Welcoming him.
boom!
The two huge palms intersected, and Bai Wushuang's expression changed drastically the next moment, because his pulse energy palm print, which had reached the intermediate level of the earth level, did not even last for a moment before being dissipated by Wu Ling's huge palm.
Moreover, after the Mist Spirit's giant palm shot away the Bai Wushuang Pulse Qi palm prints, it did not slow down at all, and it still shot towards the body of the number one genius in the Heavenly Hospital, with astonishing power!
Feeling the power contained in the giant palm of the fog spirit, as well as the vulnerable pulse energy palm print just now, Bai Wushuang knew that this palm could not be used forcefully, otherwise it would be a trivial matter to break the muscles and bones.
At this moment, Bai Wushuang didn't care about his image anymore. His own life was more important. He saw his whole body rolled to the ground. Although he was embarrassed this time, he did not let the fog spirit's palm print strike him and got up.
When he arrived, his face was extremely gloomy.
"Yun Xiao, are you just looking at me like this?"
He didn't dare to get mad at the ninth-level low-level fog spirit. When Bai Wushuang saw a figure in rough clothes standing still, he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction. He didn't like Yunxiao after all.
Whoosh!
However, just as Bai Wushuang shouted, a sound of breaking wind came from behind the fog spirit. Then Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang both saw clearly that the boy in rough clothes had reached the fog at some point.
Behind Ling, the black light slashing down looked extremely dazzling.
"Another afterimage!"
At this time, both Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang knew that Yun Xiao had used the ultimate speed afterimage again, leaving a lifelike fake body in place, but its real body was moving towards the nine at this moment.
The low-level supernatural spirit delivered a fatal blow.
Yun Xiao's shot was not imprecise, and it was so unexpected that even the ninth-level low-level fog spirit was deceived by its shadow clone. Although it was a talking spirit, its intelligence was...
After all, it is impossible to compare with human geniuses like Bai Wushuang and Ye Ku.
Whoosh!
The black light flashed from top to bottom, and both Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang could clearly see that the extremely sharp wooden sword cut through the right shoulder of the ninth-level low-level fog spirit, and then swept out from the left waist at a very fast speed.
It's so fast, it's staggering.
If it were a human cultivator, if someone slashed him with a sword from his right shoulder to his left waist, he would probably be split into two in an instant, his intestines would flow out, and he would never be able to survive again.
Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang subconsciously showed a look of ecstasy on their faces, but after just a moment, their joy froze on their faces.
Swish, swish, swish...
Yun Xiao was not idle as he slashed across the Wuling with his sword. He moved his wrists and slashed his swords several times in succession, directly dividing the ninth-level low-level Wuling into several pieces. However, his face was full of anger.
It is very different from Ye Kubai Wushuang.
The Dragon Control Sword is indeed extremely sharp, and these swords were executed with great precision by Yunxiao, who caught him by surprise. Unfortunately, he was facing a special mist spirit. The sharpness of the Dragon Control Sword had no effect.
The effect may not be as good as imagined.
As expected by Yunxiao, although the ninth-level low-level fog spirit was torn into pieces by him at the moment, the next moment, the "corpse" of the fog body turned into several strands of mist under a burst of squirming,
Then they all went to another place, and after a while they reorganized into a new fog spirit body.
"You can avoid death by doing this?"
Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang on the side had long been stunned. They saw with their own eyes Yun Xiao's sword slashing through the body of the fog spirit, but they did not expect that this fog spirit was actually immortal. It seems that such an entity
Attacks don't have much effect on it.
The ninth-level low-level fog spirit didn't have so many thoughts. Although it had reorganized its body, it had just suffered a small loss at the hands of a human who was only in the middle stage of the Yuan-seeking realm, and it still made it furious.
Pulse demons are arrogant, and alien spirits are also arrogant. In the eyes of this ninth-level low-level alien spirit that can defeat pulse demons of the same level, a human cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Seeking Realm is no different from an ant.
But now, this ant-like human kid actually bit him. The ninth-level low-level mist spirit's subconscious arrogance was unleashed, making him furious.
Huh...huh...huh...
As the ninth-level low-level fog spirit waved its arms, the countless fog covering the entire Jubao Mountain seemed to be pulled. At the same time, a huge palm of fog struck out from three places, as if to make Yunxiao, Ye Kuhe and
Bai Wushuang and the three of them were all under control.
"careful!"
Seeing this, Ye Ku shouted a warning, but the speed of the two people over there was not slower than him, and they each used their trump cards to avoid the attack of the giant palm of the mist.
All of a sudden, a fierce battle continued on the top of the Treasure Treasure Mountain. The three geniuses joined forces to fight against the ninth-level low-level mist spirits. Although they were completely defeated, they were not completely defeated. As time goes by, there may be more.
Some unknown turning points.
"This can't go on like this!"
Yun Xiao moved around, and after avoiding a powerful palm of mist, he took a deep breath, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and then the breath all over his body became chaotic.
"This...this is...the power of ancestral blood?"
Feeling the special aura coming from Yun Xiao, Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang immediately knew that this young man had activated his ancestral power. After being reminded by the former, the auras on their bodies also changed at this moment.
Be special.
As the top geniuses of the two academies of Lianyun Mountain, Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang must have their own ancestral lineage, and there are more than one. At this time, they will finally have nothing to hold back.
But when Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang activated the power of their ancestral veins and improved their pulse energy cultivation by one step to the peak of the Seeking Yuan Realm, they suddenly sensed the aura of Yun Xiao over there, and their expressions couldn't help but become dull.