"I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Luo has great supernatural powers. When I saw him today, it really opened my eyes." A woman in white came forward and smiled at Luo Ping.
"It doesn't matter how powerful his magical power is, isn't it blocked at the last hurdle?" Facing the woman's compliment, Luo Ping smiled bitterly.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, there is no need to be humble. I believe that with your strength, you will soon break through the final hurdle." The woman in white said, with a token appearing in her hand.
The token flashed a ray of light, and the next moment, the city defense formation that enveloped the entire Qingling City began to dissipate rapidly.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, can you come into the city for a chat?" the woman in white sent an invitation.
The Qingling Sect is very grateful for the assistance from the Wentian Academy. Without the timely assistance from the monks from the Wentian Academy, their sect and city would probably not have survived.
"No, the academy has given me other tasks, so I cannot stay here for a long time." Luo Ping politely declined her invitation.
"Okay." The woman in white felt a little regretful, but she didn't insist on it any longer.
She knew that Yunzhou was experiencing a huge disaster at the moment, and a strong man like Luo Ping had to step forward to solve the problem.
It is a pity that their ancestors of the Qingling Sect have been locked up in life and death for decades in order to attack the final hurdle. Otherwise, they would not be so embarrassed when facing the invasion of the evil cultivators of the Wanxie Alliance.
In the entire Yunzhou, there are only a handful of people who have reached this level, and most of these strong men have already entered the life-and-death barrier for the last hurdle. Now, the combat power of this level that can appear in Yunzhou,
There are only two statues.
Watching Luo Pingping and the monks from Wentian Academy go away, the woman in white immediately led everyone back to the interior of Qingling City.
The huge city defense formation rose again, but at this moment, the fluctuations emitted by this city defense formation were much weaker than before.
After suffering this attack, the entire Qingling City must maintain a high degree of vigilance at all times and cannot relax at all to avoid being taken advantage of by some people with ulterior motives.
Soon, Luo Ping drove his flying boat to a high mountain twenty miles away from Qingling City.
One hundred Spirit-Opening Realm monks were released from the flying boat by him.
"The task I gave you has been successfully completed. The rest of the time is up to you to act on your own and use your strength to kill more evil cultivators!" After Luo Ping finished speaking, he controlled the flying boat to turn into a stream of light and quickly disappeared in the sky.
horizon.
One hundred Spirit-Opening Realm monks looked at each other and began to choose a direction to move forward.
When leaving, several monks extended invitations to Mo Ye to accompany them. These monks were all in the battle formation that Mo Ye formed before and got to know each other somewhat during the battle, but Mo Ye still refused.
their invitation.
"Isn't it just luck that you were chosen by Elder Luo? What's so great about it?" Looking at Mo Ye's retreating back, one of the monks smiled disdainfully.
His cultivation is also at the peak of the Open Spirit Realm, and his cultivation is not inferior to Mo Ye, who previously controlled the core of the battle formation.
"Let's go!" he said to the two monks beside him.
The three people immediately chose a certain direction and started their action.
Mo Ye walked forward, choosing relatively remote routes, and did not meet any monks on the way.
Suddenly, while passing through a certain valley, Mo Ye's progress suddenly stopped.
Just now, he felt a strange aura.
This breath came from that valley.
Mo Ye immediately changed his original plan, used secret techniques to control the aura on his body, and then began to gradually approach the valley.
After entering the valley, he immediately felt the strange aura that became more intense. These auras seemed to envelope the entire valley.
Mo Ye looked intently and found small formations carved on the rock walls around the valley.
"You actually treat the entire valley as a melting pot!" Mo Ye's eyes instantly became solemn.
Mo Ye immediately concentrated his aura to the extreme, and after confirming that no aura was escaping from his body, he gradually moved towards the depths of the valley.
The deeper he went, the weirder the atmosphere surrounding Mo Ye became. At the same time, Mo Ye also felt that there was a sinister atmosphere in the surrounding space. Moreover, a faint white mist began to appear around him.
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At this moment, Mo Ye vaguely heard some sounds in his ears. Those sounds seemed to be the screams of the monks.
Mo Ye moved closer to the direction where the sound came from, and the outline of a tall building appeared in the mist.
At the same time, Mo Ye also saw several figures walking around.
A conversation started coming towards him.
"Liu Qi, how's the material going at your end?"
"They have been assimilated by 70% of the yin energy. In a few days, their bodies will be able to successfully transform into yin bodies."
"Okay, keep an eye on them. These are valuable materials that members of the alliance have worked hard to capture alive."
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Listening to their conversation, Mo Ye also understood why the valley looked like this.
It turns out that this valley has been carefully arranged by the evil cultivators of the Wanxie Alliance and has become a secret place for them to create corpse soldiers.
In such an important place, the Wanxie Alliance should send powerful monks to guard it. However, Mo Ye did not feel the presence of a spirit liquid realm except for a dozen or so auras of the spiritual realm here.
Mo Ye did not take action easily. Who knows if there is a spiritual fluid realm monk hiding his aura and secretly guarding somewhere in this valley.
In this way, Mo Ye stayed here and hid for a day and a night. During this whole day, he also learned a lot of things from the idle chats of these evil cultivators of the Wanxie Alliance.
When he heard one of them say that the monks in the spiritual fluid realm had temporarily left the valley, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.
Without the existence of monks in the spiritual liquid realm, he could take action without any scruples.
Another hour passed, and Mo Ye had adjusted his aura to its peak state. At this moment, he began to no longer cover up his aura.
Mo Ye activated his body movements and quickly rushed in the direction of these evil cultivators.
As soon as Mo Ye's aura appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of these evil cultivators.
However, there was no surprise on the faces of these evil cultivators, but expressions of success.
"After waiting for so long, we finally lured this person out!"
A huge formation appeared instantly, completely covering the area.
Seeing this change, Mo Ye was shocked, but the movement of his feet did not stop and he still rushed towards the evil cultivators.
But at this moment, the formation that had just appeared began to change.
In the area covered by the formation, gray blades began to condense in the space. These blades were extremely sharp, with a cold light, and locked Mo Ye's aura firmly.
Mo Ye's figure swayed slightly, and the Wind and Cloud Wings behind him quickly spread out. His whole body turned into an afterimage, avoiding the attacks of these sharp blades.
Mo Ye flashed and appeared in front of one of the evil cultivators, and suddenly punched his face with a fist.
In his fist, the spiritual power of the starry sky continued to flow, and Mo Ye's fist seemed to be filled with great power, pressing towards the man with an extremely terrifying momentum.
"boom!"
After being hit by Mo Ye's fist, the evil cultivator quickly flew backwards under the influence of huge force, and his face began to bleed from all the orifices.
When he fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open and he was completely lifeless.
Mo Ye's sudden attack and the instant death of a companion caught the remaining evil cultivators off guard.
At this time, Mo Ye ducked out again and appeared next to another evil cultivator.
When the evil cultivator saw Mo Ye approaching him, his expression changed drastically, and he took out a piece of defensive treasure, instantly protecting his whole body.
The moment these defensive treasures appeared, Mo Ye's fist had already struck in front of him. However, due to the obstruction of these defensive treasures, Mo Ye's fist did not fall on him in the end.
Seeing this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The other evil cultivators immediately reacted and began to jointly attack Mo Ye.
Facing the attacks from dozens of spiritual-opening monks, Mo Ye was not arrogant enough to think that he could block all these attacks. The Fengyun Wing behind him fluttered slightly, and the whole person disappeared on the spot.
Naturally, all the attacks launched by many evil cultivators failed.
"Mobilize the power of the formation!" One of them reacted immediately, and a formation disk appeared in his hand.
The formation disk was activated, and the formation began to emit a strong roar. Gray lights condensed in the air one after another, emitting extremely terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.
These gray lights, with bursts of sound breaking through the air, flew across various areas in the formation.
All the evil cultivators took out a formation disk. After the formation disk was activated, the gray lights that were running around without any rules would quickly change directions after rushing towards them, without causing any harm to them.
However, Mo Ye, who was in the dark, fell into an extremely troublesome situation.
Every ray of gray light contained enough power to seriously injure him. Facing these ubiquitous gray rays, he could only push his body skills to the extreme and constantly dodge.
To the outside world, a flash of blue light flashes from time to time among the dense gray light.
"We can't go on like this!" Mo Ye's spiritual power began to be consumed rapidly in this situation. If this continues, his spiritual power will eventually be exhausted.
While dodging, Mo Ye's peripheral vision glanced at the tall building he had seen before.
That tall building was made up of thick iron pillars. On each iron pillar, a monk was bound. These monks were naked, and their bodies had already turned gray under the erosion of Yin Qi.
"They are still awake." After Mo Ye felt the weak fluctuations coming from their souls, he immediately had a plan in his mind. (To be continued)