Looking at the two golden puppets that collapsed to the ground, Mo Ye felt that his strength had greatly improved compared to before.
In the past, one golden puppet almost killed him, but now, the spiritual skill he activated, Instant Lightning Slash, was able to kill two golden puppets with one strike.
Feeling that the spiritual power in the spiritual sea had been reduced by 20% out of thin air, Mo Ye took a deep breath. Sure enough, the power of spiritual skills will increase with the increase in spiritual power consumption. If he uses up all the spiritual power in the spiritual sea,
If it moves, what level will the power of Instant Lightning Slash reach?
Thinking of this, Mo Ye had a hint of expectation. However, he would not do this casually. This kind of trump card will achieve unexpected results only when he works hard.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice appeared in his mind: "After passing the trial, please choose between the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion and the Spiritual Pill Pavilion."
After hearing this voice, Mo Ye couldn't help but be startled. So, he can only choose the same between spiritual weapon and elixir?
After pondering for a moment, Mo Ye said: "I choose the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion!"
You can't have your cake and eat it too, he still understands this truth. Based on the current situation, with the improvement of his cultivation level, his weapons can no longer keep up. Therefore, he went to the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion to meet
Maximize your own strength.
As for the spiritual elixir in the Lingdan Pavilion, he thought about it carefully in his mind and found that he couldn't use it yet. With his current cultivation level, it is better to practice steadily. Improving his cultivation level too quickly will only make his own state worse.
This makes it more difficult to break through.
Every powerful monk has his own accumulation in realm, and rushing for success will only destroy his own foundation.
White light enveloped Mo Ye's body, and the next moment, he appeared in an extremely huge space. Above this space, white light groups were suspended. These light groups isolated the monk's sight and spirit.
Consciousness makes it impossible to see clearly what is stored inside the light group.
Mo Ye looked around and saw that besides him, there were about a dozen monks who had arrived at the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion. Looking at their skillful movements, it was obvious that they had arrived at this place faster than Mo Ye.
I saw these monks continuously attacking a ball of light. A quarter of an hour later, under the constant attacks of these monks, cracks appeared on the outside of the ball of light. After a few more breaths, the ball of light suddenly exploded.
A long sword exuding a faint aura fell out from inside.
At this time, these monks jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the long sword. After a monk got the long sword, he was immediately besieged by others. After a chaotic fight, the long sword was finally obtained by a black-faced monk.
Mo Ye felt that the twelve monks here were all at the spiritual realm. It seemed that these monks had gained great opportunities in this cave.
Mo Ye raised his head and looked at the light balls above, then jumped up and came to the three light balls suspended on the top.
When the twelve monks below saw this, they all sneered in their hearts.
They tried the light balls on the top level when they first came here, but no matter how they attacked, those light balls were unscathed, with no sign of being destroyed at all.
They all stopped attacking the light ball and looked at Mo Ye with interest, expecting to see Mo Ye's expression becoming extremely depressed due to failure.
One of the monks even laughed loudly, his tone full of mockery: "Boy, let's see how many times it takes you to break those light balls!"
Mo Ye ignored the monks below, but quietly took out the Lihuo Sword and slashed it down at one of the light balls.
clang!
The long sword landed on the surface of the light ball, making a clear sound but leaving no trace on it.
Seeing this scene, the twelve monks below burst into laughter.
"The power of this boy's moves is too weak!"
"I really wonder if he got here. With this strength, it's better not to show off here!"
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Mo Ye quietly looked at the three light balls floating on the top, frowning slightly. The top light balls were harder than he imagined. If it was just based on the attack power just now,
He felt that even if he kept cutting for three days and three nights, he would not be able to break the ball of light.
Thinking of this, Mo Ye secretly activated his spiritual power, and the fiery red flames rose up from his body, completely wrapping the Lihuo Sword. Then, Mo Ye lifted up the Lihuo Sword, which was covered in flames, and pointed it at it fiercely.
The previous ball of light was smashed away.
A fiery red light flashed past, and only a tiny crack appeared on the surface of the light ball.
Is the power still not enough? Then, you can only use the trick you just learned!
With a thought, Mo Ye suddenly mobilized 10% of the spiritual power in the spiritual sea, and traces of lightning appeared on the surface of the long sword.
"Break!" Mo Ye shouted softly, and the lightning strike was slashed out in a very short time, and it instantly sank into the ball of light.
The next moment, cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the originally perfectly round light ball, intertwining with each other.
In the end, only a clear sound was heard, the entire ball of light suddenly exploded outwards, and a long sword exuding a rich aura fell out of it.
Mo Ye grabbed the falling sword and sent it into the world of creation.
The twelve monks below who were preparing to watch Mo Ye's joke were stunned for a moment before seeing Mo Ye successfully break a light ball on the top floor and take away a long sword with extremely rich aura.
It became extremely thick, and the eyes he looked at Mo Ye were full of murderous intent.
Twelve monks who were in the early stages of the Spiritual Realm leaped into the air one after another, surrounding Mo Ye. Huge streams of spiritual pressure were released outwards, all pointing at Mo Ye.
"Boy, hand over the long sword you just got, and help us break all the light balls here. We will definitely spare your life!" One of the black-faced monks said, among these twelve monks
Among them, he is the most powerful and his speech is more convincing.
Mo Ye looked at the black-faced monk and didn't say anything. He just raised the Lihuo Sword gently.
"I don't know how to appreciate it!" The black-faced monk's expression immediately became extremely gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Wang, we can't just kill him. Since he can break these light balls, we will capture him alive when the time comes, control his soul, and order him to break all these light balls!"
"Yes, we will divide the things we get by then evenly!"
The monks interrupted one by one, not taking Mo Ye seriously. In their eyes, Mo Ye was already meat on their chopping board.