Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 372: The **** bird is alive
Outside the Wandu Forest, the monks from Wanmo Ridge looked solemn, ready to fight.
Continuous messages came from all parties, and everyone on Wanmoling knew Lu Ye's movements like the back of their hands.
"Senior Brother Wu, Lu Yiye is already a hundred miles away and will be here soon." Qin Zheng of Qianyu Sect walked up to a man.
The one he called Senior Brother Wu was none other than Wu Beihan, who was ranked thirty-three on the Lingxi list. This person came from a first-rank sect, and was much stronger than Qin Zheng.
The pursuit and killing of Lu Ye in Wuyin Mountain was led by Qin Zheng, who suffered heavy losses and shamed himself and the Qianyu Sect behind him.
Nowadays, there are quite a few strong men dispatched from Wanmo Ridge. There are more than a dozen strong men on the Lingxi list here alone. Naturally, it is not Qin Zheng's turn to issue orders.
"How many people are there around him?" Wu Beihan looked in the direction of Lu Yelai. For the monks in the inner circle, Bailidi was already very close.
"About three or four hundred."
"Only three or four hundred..." Wu Beihan snorted softly, "It's nothing to be afraid of."
There are three to four thousand people gathered here in Wanmo Ridge. Although a large number of people are scattered to surround Wandu Forest, there are more than 700 people in Wanmo Ridge in this direction.
There are only three or four hundred people from the Haotian League, and they are undoubtedly seeking their own death.
Qin Zheng wanted to remind Wu Beihan not to underestimate the enemy, but after thinking about it, the gap between the enemy and us was nearly double, and it was impossible for Wanmoling to lose this round anyway, so he pressed down and said nothing, so as not to be ridiculed for being timid again.
Because of Wuyin Mountain's defeat before, he was complained by many people openly and secretly, saying that it was because of his wrong decision-making that caused heavy losses to Wanmo Ridge and a great loss of face.
But in fact, in such an environment, he was ordered in the face of danger, how could he make a good decision? The entire Wuyin Mountain chased and killed, almost being led by the nose by Lu Ye.
Wu Beihan is undoubtedly a prudent person. Even though his side has the upper hand and he says that there is nothing to be afraid of, he still very cautiously orders people to check the surrounding layout.
They have arranged many formations in this area, and some people bought spirit weapons from the treasure house of heavenly secrets to capture and restrain people.
It is a kind of spiritual weapon in the shape of a big net, which requires several people to use it together. It is usually used to capture some huge and difficult monsters.
Each spirit net is worth a lot, but this time Wanmoling bought more than a dozen spirit nets to deal with Lu Ye. It's hard to fly!
Wu Beihan looked at a certain place in the crowd. There was a small and unremarkable monk. The aura displayed is only at the level of Tianba.
But few of the cultivators gathered here in Wanmo Ridge know that this person is the ninth ghost cultivator on the Lingxi list, Ghost Shadow.
It is no secret that Lu Ye can kill monks at the ninth level with his cultivation base of Tianqi. The most powerful ghost cultivator on the battlefield, the arrival of ghost shadow also made Wu Beihan full of confidence in this operation.
Everything was ready, hundreds of monks held their breaths and concentrated, just waiting for the people from the Haotian League to show up.
Time passed, until at a certain moment, someone whispered: "Here we come!"
At the end of the field of vision, a large stream of light rushed towards this side. It was the monks of the Haotian League who escorted Lu Ye, and the leaders were more than a dozen sword cultivators from the Beixuan Sword Sect.
There was an uproar on the side of Wanmo Ridge.
Hundreds of people from the Haotian League rushed over so blatantly, which undoubtedly made them feel slighted, and at the same time, they were a little puzzled. What the **** is the Haotian League going to do? Stupid right.
In the distance, in the camp of the Haotian League, looking in the direction of Wandulin, Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Lu, there are still twenty miles left!"
"Got it."
Lu Ye, who had been sitting cross-legged behind Lianzhou, stood up slowly, and said in a loud voice: "All fellow Taoists, Ye is very grateful for your support all the way. I will leave the next thing to me. Please play it by ear."
A Tianjiu cultivator laughed loudly: "Brother Yiye, I don't know what method you are going to use, but Wanmo Ridge is very powerful now, and it may be difficult for you to accomplish things by yourself. Since we are here, I'm not afraid to accompany you for a walk, but as I said before, if the real thing can't be done, I still have to run, so as to keep the green hills, I'm not afraid of running out of firewood, Brother Yiye."
"Yes and yes!"
"Ten miles!" Yu Lianzhou drank heavily. From this position, he could already feel the fluctuation of spiritual power stimulated by the cultivator at Wanmo Ridge on the opposite side.
Lu Ye sacrificed his own spirit boat, leaped off Lianzhou's flying sword, raised his hand to drink a bottle of prepared Xiguo wine, the spirit boat shook slightly, and rushed to the final stage ahead.
The next moment, with thousands of pairs of eyes on both sides, Lu Ye's body was suddenly enveloped by a bright red spiritual power.
The rich spiritual power flows, gushes, gathers, and turns into the shape of an egg, tightly wrapping the land leaf.
The violent fluctuations of spiritual power spread in all directions, and all kinds of complex lines on the surface of the egg evolved rapidly, dazzling the viewers.
The group of Haotianmeng had already sensed that Lu Ye was holding back some powerful means on the road, and at this moment they naturally widened their eyes to see clearly, but they were confused.
Because no one can see what Lu Ye's method is.
Equally puzzled were the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge. Lu Ye suddenly rushed out, using his own spiritual power to condense the shape of an egg, and hid himself inside. Looking at that posture, he seemed to want to forcefully charge?
But what if you protect yourself so tightly? More than 700 monks in the core circle came down with a concentrated fire attack, even if it came to the real lake, they had to weigh it.
The tide-like spiritual power surged crazily, and the lines on the spiritual power egg wrapped around Lu Ye became clearer and shone with dazzling luster.
The spiritual power stored in the storage spirit pattern built in front of the chest was completely consumed in less than three breaths, followed by the spiritual power stored in the second storage spirit pattern, and then Then came the spiritual power in the other spirit storage patterns, and finally the spiritual power flowing in Lu Ye's spiritual aperture.
There has never been a time when Lu Ye's spiritual power was consumed so severely.
Outsiders only see the various changes on the surface of the spiritual power egg, but in fact there are more changes inside the spiritual power egg. It was built with a huge amount of spiritual power, and then pieced together and fused together.
It consumes not only spiritual power, but also spiritual power.
The monks of the Haotianmeng who were following closely behind Lu Ye were the first to notice something was wrong, because the extremely dangerous aura emanating from the spiritual power egg wrapped around Lu Ye made each of them feel tingling in the skin.
Originally planning to follow Lu Ye into the formation, the Haotianmeng monks who entered the Wandu Forest were led by Yu Lianzhou, all of them stopped their figures, and watched the one that was quickly heading towards the Wanmo Ridge with twitching corners of their eyes. The camp is close to the spiritual eggs of the past.
Don't dare to follow anymore. Although they didn't see what method Lu Ye was using, it was obviously a powerful and dangerous method.
Once it is cast, it is very likely to accidentally injure them.
Recalling what Lu Ye said before, the cultivators of the Haotian League finally understood his confidence.
At this moment, everyone is only three miles away from the cultivator at Wanmo Ridge.
It is these three miles that are also being drawn closer quickly.
The Wanmo Ridge side finally realized something was wrong, because the surface of the approaching spiritual power egg was scorching red, as if it was about to explode, and the palpitating aura made their hearts tremble even after a few miles. Hairy.
Wu Beihan stared fixedly at the spiritual egg, and the surging warning in his heart told him to escape from this place as soon as possible, but the dignity of the monk prevented him from moving.
Hundreds of people face one person, if they escape like this, how decent is it?
He didn't notice that the ghost figure in the crowd had already disappeared for the first time, and went somewhere.
A powerful ghost cultivator like Ghost Shadow has an extremely keen sense of crisis, and the sense of horror of the imminent disaster makes him dare not stay here anymore!
Two miles, one mile...
Wu Beihan shouted angrily: "Kill!"
The moment the words fell, many formations were activated, and the overwhelming spells and imperial weapons blasted towards the oncoming spiritual eggs. The force egg covered it.
Kachacha...
There were gaps on the surface of the scorching red spiritual power egg, and the instant it shattered, a clear and loud cry resounded through the world.
Orange flames spread and swept in all directions, and a huge firebird appeared out of thin air.
The fire bird is more than ten feet long, with long feathers trailing behind it, with a wingspan of nearly twenty feet. It has a graceful posture and a vivid expression. Living thing.
Its wings vibrated, and wherever it passed, the space was distorted by burning. Many spells hit it like stones sinking into the sea, and many imperial weapons lost their spirituality in an instant. It was completely destroyed, melted and fell to the ground, and the dozens of spiritual nets covering it were even more difficult to stop its graceful figure from moving forward.
On this day, a divine bird appeared, shaking the world!
All the monks who saw this scene looked at the huge firebird with dull and trembling eyes.
"Four sacred beasts, Suzaku!"
Whispering in Lianzhou's mouth, even if he is an excellent sword repairer, his sword heart is shaking at this moment~IndoMTL.com~The scalp is numb.
The four elephant holy beasts, he has only seen records in the sect classics, and has never seen them with his own eyes.
And here today, he saw it.
After a while, I was afraid that if I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and didn't continue to follow Lu Ye, the moment the Suzaku appeared, my side might have suffered heavy losses.
It's not just him, the monks in the Haotian League are counted one by one, and they are all palpitations.
We all guessed that Lu Ye was going to use a powerful method, but now I realize that this method is a bit too powerful.
Moreover, what kind of method is this? It even managed to get out of the Four Elephants Holy Beast.
Of course everyone knows that this is not the real four-image holy beast. The real four-image holy beast may just shake its wings, and the entire Lingxi battlefield will collapse.
This is only condensed by Lu Ye with his own spiritual power. The key question is, can monks in the Lingxi Realm activate such a method?
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