Walking forward, Lu Ye looked down at Song Zhui from a high place.

Song Zhui spat out a mouthful of blood at Lu Ye: "One day, someone stronger than you will kill you, I will wait for you on Huangquan Road!"

Abandoning all kinds of calculations and bewitching, Song Zhui is also bloody, even before his death, there is no cowardice, and his expression is very calm.

Lu Ye put the long knife on his chest with a calm tone: "Don't say it, I seem to be doing all kinds of evil, I just want to practice peacefully in Huitian Valley, you forced me out, and all of this is your own fault. !"

While speaking, he suddenly bent down, leaned close to Song Zhui's ear, and said softly, "When I kill you, I will go back to Kyushu, and then enter the Lingxi battlefield to destroy your Yuanhong Hall station, and every two months in the future. , I will enter the Lingxi battlefield once!"

At the juncture of life and death, Song Zhui was not afraid, but when Lu Ye said these words, he suddenly became excited: "You dare..."

The long knife stabbed into the body, slowly penetrated, and opened his heart. Song Zhui's eyes widened, and he held the blade with both hands, letting the sharp blade cut his hands with blood.

"Guess if I dare?" Lu Ye stood up straight, his slightly narrowed eyes full of contempt.

The long knife was pulled out, blood gushed out from Song Zhui's chest, and his body lay limply, his eyes quickly dimmed.

Throwing off the blood on the Panshan knife, Lu Ye put the knife back into the sheath, and walked into the mine along the mine road. After searching the mine, he made sure that there was no living person's breath, and then he took a long breath. Sitting on the ground with one butt, the whole person lay down in a large font.

The consumption of spiritual power and physical strength is too serious, although it has not yet reached the time when the oil is exhausted, but it is almost there.

When he decided to leave Taimang Mountain before, he did not expect such a development in the future, but the mine he found by accident gave him some plans in his heart.

Although the process has some twists and turns, the overall situation is still under control. Today, the corpses of Wanmoling monks are scattered all over the mine. Among them, there are as many as seven or eight people from the ninth-layer, and even Song Zhui is among them. Such a monk from a first-rank sect.

It can be said that the loss of Wanmoling this time is extremely huge. If the news spreads, it will definitely alarm the entire Yunhe battlefield, and even Kyushu.

I am afraid that Lu Yiye's name will be noticed by those overhaulers of the Divine Sea Realm again, and he will inevitably encounter even more crazy suppression in the future.

There is no regret to say, even if there is no such thing, Wanmoling has been targeting and suppressing him, but it has never been successful. On the contrary, he has continued to grow rapidly in the targeting and suppressing again and again. It can be said that if Without Wan Moling's targeted suppression, his growth rate may not have been so fast.

In a way, he would also like to thank Wanmoling for targeting him.

Although tired, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

The main reason is that the mine is full of poisonous fog. Although Lu Ye is immune to all poisons, the talent tree needs to consume fuel to purify and burn the toxins that have invaded his body.

So the longer you stay here, the greater your loss.

So even if Lu Ye really wanted to fall asleep, he got up quickly after taking less than a stick of incense.

So many people have died in Wanmoling, and everyone has at least two or three storage bags, as well as various spiritual tools in their hands, which is a huge wealth.

Lu Ye's figure shuttled through the pool of blood and many corpses, and put away the storage bags and the spiritual tools scattered on the ground.

While busy, a message suddenly came from the battlefield imprint, Lu Ye hurriedly checked and found that it was Yiyi's message.

Someone is cleaning up the gravel in the mine tunnel at the other end of the passage, and the two leaders are Xia Liang and Tan Sheng...

Lu Ye couldn't help feeling that these two dogs were really haunted, and they were very lucky.

If they had also broken in with the two thousand cultivators before, they would have died here, but they were obviously late, and now they were blocked by the collapsed mine tunnel, but they took a life.

The monks outside the mine tunnel were not eroded by the poisonous mist, and their strength was not damaged, so the efficiency of cleaning the mine tunnel was very high. According to Yiyi, they would be able to completely open the mine tunnel in less than half an hour.

There was not much time, and Lu Ye's movements became faster and faster.

It didn't take half an hour for Lu Ye to collect all the loot that could be collected. Although there must be some omissions, there is no time to search slowly now.

He dodged and rushed into the mine tunnel, walked to the collapsed location of the mine tunnel, and listened carefully. Sure enough, he heard some voices and the movement of clearing gravel from the other side.

Can hear the voice, indicating that the monk on the other side is really not far from him.

Lu Ye quickly took the amber out of the spirit beast bag, Yiyi appeared at the right time, rushed into the amber body, Lu Ye stuffed the amber into the spirit beast bag again, and then returned to the mine against a huge package.

The forbidden air formation had been lifted by him in advance, and he jumped up and swept towards the wall in the depths of the mine.

Leaning less, the lines on the wall of the cave flickered, the space was distorted, and Lu Ye's figure disappeared.

Song Zhui thought right, Lu Ye did set up a teleportation array here in advance, but not on the ground, but on the rock wall beside it.

In his plan to poison the Wanmoling cultivator, although the probability of success is not small, he must be prepared for the unexpected.

In case the effect of Wan Poison Pill did not meet his expectations, he would leave here immediately with the help of the teleportation array.

As a result, the effect of Wandu Pill was better than he expected. It can be said that this time the death of 2,000 monks in Wanmoling, the three Wandu Pills accounted for seven successes. Poisoned.

You must know that this is still the Wan Po Dan refined by Hua Ci's cultivation in Lingxi Realm... With such power, it is difficult to imagine how terrifying the power of Wan Po Dan will be if Hua Ci is promoted to Yunhe. Promotion, and promotion to Zhenhu in the future, what about Shenhai?

If she really has the opportunity to be promoted to Divine Sea in the future, I am afraid that there will be no one who is immortal to her in this Nine Provinces.

Lu Ye knew for a long time that Hua Ci must have obtained a very incredible inheritance, but after this battle, Lu Ye discovered that the inheritance obtained by Hua Ci was more terrifying than he imagined.

In the mine, Lu Ye's figure disappeared along with the teleportation formation. After three breaths, the blasting formation activated in advance exerted its might, blowing up the location of the formation.

The violent vibration and sound alarmed the monks in Wanmoling who were cleaning up the gravel at the other end of the mine. Xia Liang and Tan Sheng, who were headed by them, were even more surprised.

Since more than half an hour ago, the movement from the inside of the mine has gradually sparsed, until there is no sound.

No one knew what was going on in the mine, but Xia Liang and Tan Sheng both felt a little uneasy.

After a long time, an exclamation suddenly came out: "Get through!"

Accompanied by the cultivator's cheers, a gap appeared in the blocked mine road, but before everyone could rejoice, a green mist gushed out from the gap.

A few cultivators near the gap didn't notice for a while, sniffing some, suddenly dizzy and weak.

"Poisonous!" The exclamations came out, and the monks stepped back one after another.

"Get out of the way!" Xia Liang shouted lowly, and slashed forward with the knife, a sword light blasted out, destroying the last layer of obstacles in front, the gravel scattered, the passage was completely opened, but more poisonous mist As the air flowed out, a group of cultivators who had come to investigate the situation kept retreating, looking embarrassed.

In the end, they were forced to, and the monks could only drum up their spiritual power to blow the poisonous mist back.

Gradually, some scenes in the depths of the mine were imprinted into everyone's field of vision.

As far as the eyes can see, everyone is horrified.

In the depths of the mine tunnel, there were corpses lying in various places, blood flowing all over the ground, converging into a stream, and the ground was stained with blood red.

"That's... Song Zhui, Senior Brother Song!" Someone said with a trembling voice when they saw Song Zuiyi's figure on the cave wall.

This person had seen Song Zhui outside Huitian Valley before, and after a few days, he naturally recognized him at a glance.

It's just that the high-spirited ninth-level powerhouse outside Huitiangu was lying there like a mass of mud at the moment, his eyes were wide, and he looked dead, and even the expression on his face was still filled with fear and unwillingness. , as if he had heard something that terrified him before he died.

Song chased to death, more people died not far from him, and the mine was even more quiet.

Everyone felt cold all over, and an uncontrollable thought came to mind.

Someone shouted in a trembling voice, "Is there anyone else inside?"

Only the voice echoed, and there was no response.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva, which was extremely difficult.

"I'll go in and have a look." Xia Liang felt that the situation inside was not right, but I heard that 2,000 people in Wanmoling entered this mine, so it's impossible for them to die, right?

"Be careful!" Tan Sheng urged.

Xia Liang nodded, urged his spiritual power to protect his body, and swallowed another detoxification pill, then rushed in.

But after only a dozen breaths~www.mtlnovel.com~ he rushed out from the inside, his expression dignified beyond measure, and a faint green tinge on his face.

"How is the situation?" Tan Sheng asked.

Xia Liang shook his head: "All dead!"

Even if there is already speculation, when Xia Liang said this, Tan Sheng still couldn't believe it: "Quan... dead?"

That's two thousand people! Not two thousand pigs, how could they all die?

He suddenly thought of another thing: "Lu Yiye is also dead?"

"I don't know." Xia Liang shook his head.

Although the poisonous fog in the mine has gradually become thinner, it is not yet time for anyone to stay. Even if Xia Liang is a ninth-layer, there is no way to stay in it for too long. With a quick glance, the scene as far as the eye can see is like purgatory!

Although he didn't investigate carefully, he was certain that the Wanmoling monks who had entered the mine before were all dead!