Looking at each other, they determined each other's cultivation base.

On the opposite side are two seven-layer realms, with a sword and a sword carried at the waist, which looks like a soldier repair.

Before getting closer, one of the thinner people yelled, "Which camp are the two Taoists? We are from the Haotian League!"

Now the distance is not enough, so the battlefield marks on the backs of each other's hands have not responded, but if the distance is close enough, then the camp that belongs to will be clear at a glance, just like when Lu Ye and Huaci first came here, they encountered two Ten Thousand Demon Ridges. Yes, the marks on the backs of their hands are shimmering.

This is the rule that Lingxi guards during the battle, and it is convenient for each other to confirm their positions.

Lu Ye looked at him blankly, but did not answer.

The skinny monk said again: "If it is convenient for fellow Taoists, you might as well show the mark of the next battlefield to avoid accidental injury."

Lu Ye silently urged his spiritual power, raised his hand, and a fat flamingo flapped its wings and attacked there. The fat to a bit bloated flamingo made Hua Ci stunned for a moment. Keep up with a jade green arrow spell.

It was the first time that she saw Lu Ye's urging technique, and she was still in this shape, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then I knew why Lu Ye had to put away the knife just now...

The two magic techniques blasted toward each other one after the other, it was not that Lu Ye saw that they were lying, it was just that the people who came here were deliberately unpredictable.

In Kyushu, at the Battlefield of Lingxi, strange cultivators met and would not express their position easily. This was common sense. The other party declared themselves to be from the Haotian League when they spoke, and the ghost knew if they were.

And even if they really belong to the Haotian League, it doesn't matter, wait until the two islands merge, and just apologize to others.

But if the opponent is from Wanmoling...the one who fights is Wanmoling.

Taking the lead is nothing more than taking the initiative.

With his spiritual power exploding, the thin monk who shouted was furious: "You are so daring, you dare to sneak attack, I think you are impatient!"

Even though they said so, they didn't take their actions idle, and both of them were evasive.

Whether it's Lu Ye's Fire Phoenix Art or Hua Ci's Green Arrow Art, the power is not great, and the speed is not fast. Under the premise that there is a certain distance between each other, it is not difficult to avoid it. Excited, the excitement of hiding there, the distance between the two islands is quickly getting closer.

Perhaps it was because I felt that it was too embarrassing to be beaten and not fight back. The two soldiers on the opposite side had some exchanges, and they put their hands into their waist storage bags, took out the magic talisman, aroused the power of the magic talisman, and called Lu Ye and Hua Ci. .

For a time, the sea is extremely lively, the firebird, the green arrow, the golden arc cut, the ice edge, shuttle back and forth, you come and I go.

While fighting back, the skinny monk still grinned: "Two sixth-level minor cultivation methods, you will wait for me, and you will look good soon!"

When the voice fell, the four people on both sides were shocked because the two small islands collided in one place.

Lu Ye and Hua Ci swayed in a tacit understanding, looking extremely embarrassed, but the two soldiers on the opposite side quickly stabilized their bodies, exerted their strength under their feet, and quickly rushed towards the two of them, one left and the other right.

As the distance approaches, the marks on the backs of the four of them gradually shine.

There was a red light on the backs of the two people's hands. Where is the Haotian League, it is clearly from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

"You are dead!" The skinny monk's voice was cold, and he avoided Lu Ye's several spells before he was culled not far away, while the other person stared at Huaci and immediately lost him. Xia Lu Ye, fled in a hurry.

"Haha." This scene made the skinny monk burst into laughter, as if enjoying the scene where the husband and wife were birds of the same forest, and the catastrophe was about to fly.

Avoiding another spell, the thin monk leaped high, his long sword unsheathed at his waist, and his face wore a winning expression.

One level higher than the opponent's cultivation base, a Fa cultivation was approached by him again, and he was stabilized!

Then he saw Lu Ye put his hand into the storage bag and took out a long knife...

"Huh?" The thin monk suddenly felt a little uneasy.

When Lu Ye drew his sword and the light of the sword flashed, the anxiety instantly rose to the extreme, turning into panic.

With a clang, the long sword was slashed and flew out. The thin monk who was in mid-air had no leverage point and watched Lu Ye's long knife clinging to the fiery red spiritual power. The entire knife seemed to burn, and the second knife slashed. !

"Oh!"

There was a scream, and a puff of blood came out of the skinny monk. He was split to the side, and one arm flew up in response.

It wasn't until then that he realized that this sixth-level youth is not a practitioner at all, this guy is also a soldier!

But how fast is Bingxiu's casting speed? He hadn't doubted this before, but the speed of the opponent's spellcasting dispelled his doubts. That kind of rapid spell formation could not be achieved without long training.

What a treacherous little thief! The thin monk cursed secretly in his heart, and the remaining hand pinched the tactics, and he was madly urged by spiritual power. The flying sword turned into a stream of light in a buzzing and trembling.

However, before he urged the knife streamer, the knife light flashed in his field of vision, and the vitality quickly passed away.

Since he culled at Lu Ye, it was only three breaths...

After Lu Ye killed this person, he raised his foot and chased him to the rear. Another monk over there was chasing Hua Ci. Although Hua Ci did not run slowly, he was not faster than a soldier, and he was about to be chased. Above, the screams coming from behind shocked the man's heart.

When I turned to look back, I saw that Lu Ye had already killed him aggressively.

Your companion is dead? How did you die? Also, isn't this young man practicing Fa? What does it mean to carry a knife in your hand?

At this moment, one after another unanswered questions popped up in his mind.

He hesitated a little between turning around to meet the enemy or continuing to hunt down, before making a decision, he suddenly felt dizzy.

At his feet, a gray mushroom was stepped on and exploded, and spores that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye lingered around him and were sucked into his lungs.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he instinctively urged his spiritual power to dispel the uncomfortable feeling.

It was just such a delay in the blink of an eye, Lu Ye had already rushed to the front, facing the knife he had cut, the cultivator could only fight.

The clanging sound came out, and sparks splashed in the spirit weapon confrontation.

The fleeing Hua Ci didn't run away, turned around, the spiritual power surging around her body, and with her actions, the aura that appeared on the surface of the seventh-level cultivator began to become obscure and dim.

Lu Ye felt that his opponent's moves were getting weaker and weaker. When he first took the battle, his opponent's performance was no different from other seven-level realms, but after the two moves, the opponent's strength seemed to be greatly suppressed. The force fluctuation is actually equal to oneself.

He could kill all seven levels, let alone a sixth level? He deliberately wanted to see Hua Ci's methods, so he didn't hurt the killer, but kept pestering him.

After a while, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations dropped again, falling to the level of the fifth level. Not only that, but what happened in Yingshan reappeared, and the cultivator's seven orifices began to give birth to small mushrooms, which looked terrifying. Extremely human.

Obviously the other party also noticed that something was wrong. After he forced Lu Ye back with one move, he stood still in panic, gritted his teeth and yelled, "What did you do?"

"Is this the limit?" Lu Ye asked, looking at Huaci.

"It's almost like that."

"Then kill it."

"Am I coming?"

"Well, there are fourteen points of merit in killing one."

"My hands are used to save the dying and heal the wounded, not to kill." Hua Ci was a little aggrieved.

"I'm fighting with you!" The cultivator of Wanmoling roared and rushed towards Lu Ye. None of the two enemies put him in the eyes, discussing the value of his life in front of him, and no one can bear such humiliation.

But just as he rushed towards Lu Ye, the small mushroom in his seven orifices grew rapidly, and then burst into explosion. After a series of noises, the man's face was corroded, and he fell to the ground with two red lights. Floating towards Huaci and Lu Ye, the blood flowing out from under this person was not normal red, but leaning towards green.

What Huaci received was meritorious service, and Lu Ye received the blessing of Tianjizhu.

Lu Ye raised his eyes to look at Hua Ci.

The woman smiled kindly: "What does it have to do with me if the mushroom kills it?"

Lu Ye was speechless and packed up the spoils.

When investigating the marks on the battlefield, he discovered that the blessing of the Heavenly Pillars this time was not one, but two...

In this way, these two Wanmoling cultivators had also killed a group of people before and took away the blessings of others, but they were sent here again.

After realizing this, Lu Ye raised his brows. In this way, the further you go, the greater the benefits you will gain from killing the enemy.

Waiting until the end may kill a group of people, the benefits that can be obtained are unimaginable, because as those who participated in the battle of Lingxi keep dying, the Tianjizhu blessing as a bargaining chip will gather on a small number of people.

Exploring the island, the two islands are not really fused together, but like two magnets, sticking to each other, firmly adsorbing, and floating in a certain direction together.

Huaci took a happy step and headed to the opposite island. She wanted to grow mushrooms over there. She wanted to make all the islands gathered into an undetectable trap. In this way, no matter who dares There won't be any good fruits when you rush over.

Lu Ye didn't follow, the enemy was killed, there was no danger there.

He found that after the scale of the island has grown, the aura of heaven and earth has become more intense, but he didn't consume a lot of fighting just now, so he only needs to modify it casually.

An hour later, Hua Ci returned, and she didn't know what song she was humming. She was in a good mood.

"Your mushroom power seems to have grown." Lu Ye asked the doubts in his mind. When Hua Ci planted mushrooms on the seventh-level realm when he was in Yingshan before, the power was not that great, and there were no attacks. So fast.

"Second Senior Sister pointed." Huaci explained.

Lu Ye was surprised: "Second Sister understands this?"

"She doesn't understand, but she has the eyesight and experience. It's okay to give some advice to a little monk like me."

This is also true.

As if he could see what Lu Ye was thinking, Hua Ci smiled and said, "Every medical practitioner is good at using poison. It only depends on whether you want it or not. If you don't understand poison, how to heal? Those soft and cute medical practitioners shouldn't think that they are easy to bully."

"I never despise anyone, enemy!"