Strongest Abandoned Son

v9 Chapter 1173: The best spirit

Ye Mo put away the array that was not used, but found that the aura here is more intense. He sank directly into the ground, and in the hundreds of meters deep, Ye Mohe suddenly found a pulse like a dragon in front of him.

"The best of the spirit!" Even if Ye Mo has not seen the best of the spirit, but this kind of spirit he saw as soon as he saw it, this is the best spirit, no reason.

This is a much larger vein than Ye Mo’s original Pharmacy Spirit, but Ye Mo’s cultivation at this time is far from being comparable to the original Yuan Ying.

The repair of the second layer of the condensate is to move a superb spirit into its own golden page world. There is still no difficulty for Ye Mo.

It was just a few simple transfer arrays. After a burst of banging, the spirit was taken away by the silent silence.

Only in an instant, this place began to collapse, and even those icebergs and icebergs lost their vitality.

Ye Mo rushed out of the ground, and after several clean waters were completely washed, he changed his clothes again and felt refreshed.

His gods swept a bit, and this place, except for the cold, no more life. Ye Mo knew that it was because the best spirit of the underground was taken away by him.

A superb spirit, Ye Mo is sure that even the entire South Anzhou is not possible, Dancheng is a ten-star sect, but to say that to come up with a best spirit, Ye Mo is also somewhat difficult.

Ye Mo’s knowledge extends into his own gold page world and discovers that it is full of vitality. Once your own world has formed the rules, here is his place.

Can go. Ye Mo did not hesitate any more and returned to the transmission array again.

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As Ye Mo guessed. After they were inhaled by the crack in the riverbed, the crack never closed, and the number of monks who got the news came here was already hundreds.

However, after these people entered the crack, they did not escape the same fate as the previous monks in the Valley of the Winds. Numerous phasic worms have surrounded these people, and some monks who have been low-educated have long been swallowed up by the worms.

Only a dozen of the monks who are higher, or some of the defensive magic weapons are the defensive tactics.

"Let's go on like this, we will die. These pods have swallowed a lot of monks' blood, and hatching has become more and more." A late monk in the body said with a sweat. He has been fighting for a few days, and he will not be able to hold it.

"If there is a good way, who is willing to kill with these bugs? I knew that I would never come down. It is certain that there are people who have arranged it, and we will come in to feed the insects." Another body of the body said.

"Hey, what is the use of these words now? I am sure, if you go out now, you don't know what's going on here. You will still come in." The late monk with a sweaty sneer sarcastically said.

The monk who had some regrets did not refute because he knew what the other party said was true. If he doesn't know the situation inside, it is absolutely impossible to have such a strong aura and want him not to come in.

"The few dreams of Qingmengzhai are good things, and they have persisted in the present." Another monk said enviously.

A fat monk next to him resisted the attack of the worm. Speaking disdainfully: "They just have a good defensive array. If there is no defensive array, they have not even had bones and scum."

"Mom, I can't stand it, just before I die, I have to taste the taste of a woman with a clear dream." A monk on the first floor next to the fat monk suddenly shouted. Instead of rushing out of the defensive circle of several people, they ran to the three women in Qingmenzhai.

The rest of the people are stunned. Is this guy crazy? So many worms are eaten by bugs at any time. Does he have a mind to think about women?

However, some wise people immediately understood the truth. The monk who couldn’t stand it was really trying to taste the sorrow of Qing Mengzhai before he died. But the more important thing is that he saw the defensive array of Qingmenzhai, which is obviously much stronger than the general array. Look at their current state, I am afraid that others have been swallowed up by the worms, they are still intact.

The rushing monk, the first time he went, was definitely not for the woman who had finished the dream, but to hide in the defensive array of the other side.

Some monks who understood this truth were tempted, but they turned their minds away in a blink of an eye. The monk who had just rushed out just ran for more than a dozen meters, and was surrounded by endless worms. Soon the worming worm pile became flat again.

Although these days, people have been seeing this situation constantly, but once again, I still feel a hair in my heart.

At this extremely depressing time, the obese monk who had just eaten a good defensive method in Qingmenzhai suddenly screamed: "Have you noticed that the attack of the worm is weakened."

Without the reminder of this obese monk, all the people felt it. The attack of the worm is indeed weakened, and it is getting weaker.

Several high-ranking monks have quickly issued several powerful attacking spells to kill the surrounding worms. And when the surrounding worms were killed, there were no more worms rushing in the same time as before, but only a few worms flew over. When these few worms were killed, they would not see the worms again.

Soon everyone discovered something even more weird. Those flying worms fell one by one and then quickly withered, so they died.

As time went by, more and more worms fell, and finally almost all of the worms fell.

"what happened?"

Dozens of monks looked at each other and no one understood what was going on.

"The moving eggs on the ground don't seem to move." Another monk found the eggs that were still moving, and now they are quiet.

A corpse monk throws a fireball out. The original fireball can only kill hundreds of worms, but now he has a large space for a fireball. Those worms met his fireball and were burned at a rapid rate, leaving only a faint smell of burnt smell. How many thousands of worms burned by this fireball?

Seeing this scene, other monks have followed suit, and all kinds of fireballs have been thrown out. The worms that were originally densely packed in front of everyone are like a pile of dead objects, all of which are emptied.

"It seems that the aura is also a lot thin, not right, not a lot thin, but the aura here is not much different from the outside." Someone said.

A monk sacrificed the flying sword and then stepped on to fly a circle. Before he fell, the people around him knew that the suction had disappeared.

"There is no such suction, we can go out." The monk who flew a circle suddenly said.

But no one went out. If all the land is now a living worm, then everyone must rush to escape. But now the danger is gone, and there is obviously a good thing in the rich aura before. There is no danger, everyone wants to see why there is such a strong aura before.

"I understand." The last monk who spoke first said suddenly.

"What happened, my brother?" someone immediately asked.

The late monk pointed to the worm on the ground and said: "The worms that need to break the eggs need a lot of aura to advance, only a large amount of aura can make them mature. But now the aura suddenly disappears, it is equal to the bottom of the pump, They have no basis for survival, and death is inevitable. Both the insect eggs and the newly broken eggs need strong aura support. Only the mature worms can have nothing in the aura. Otherwise, it will die, as if it had left the water."

"Golden brother, did you not say that these worms should be artificially raised? The man raised so many worms, wouldn't you know that the aura here would disappear?" the person who asked before asked again.

The late monk called the brother of the brother shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I know." A hoarse voice said abruptly.

After listening to the monk in the late stage of the condensate, he immediately hugged his fist and said: "It turned out to be the master of Yijing of Tian Yanzong, and also asked the brother to solve it."

At this time, all the people did not speak, because Yijing was only a layer of meditation, but it was a seven-level strategist. He had a good position in the seven-level strategist in the comprehension.

Yi Jing Ye Mo did not hesitate, he pointed to the top and said: "There is suction when we come in, but now there is no, obviously there is a formation here, this array is just to send us in. Just with the worm Death is normal, there is no spiritual power, and there is a way to continue the action here, so the suction will disappear."

After he finished watching the people around him said: "People who generally arrange the array method can't calculate the spiritual support of their own array. ~lightnovelpub.net~ The only possibility is that someone will come here first, here will be The source has been taken away."

"What? We have worked so hard to get here, and we have been killed and killed with the worms, and so many people have died. That guy is good, simply take the source away, which is too cheap for him." The fat man who did not disdain the Qingmenzhai immediately was very dissatisfied.

Just because he is already a full-fledged nine-layer body, but no one dares to speak.

Qing Mengzhai’s cold smile said: “If this is the case, you should be grateful to others, otherwise you will have become a food for the worms.”

"What are you talking about?" the obese monk suddenly said coldly.

"I said that you are ungrateful, how are you?" Qinghan said disdainfully.

The obese monk did not argue again this time. He just turned his face and turned his head to the side. Obviously he was afraid of Qingmenzhai.

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