Chapter 1331

Ye Mo sneered, a mere robbery cultivator dared to do this to him, and even pretended to be the master of true essence of the transformation cultivator.

The big hand of true essence that can condense true essence and transform it into a solid shape can only be achieved by a true transformation monk. And this cultivator who has changed into one level obviously doesn't know how to do this. He can only use a special skill to stretch his hand to catch Ye Mo.

Ye Mo actually had a very strange feeling, if this was before, he must have tried everything to escape, but now he looks like he is reading a chapter of a monkey novel. At the same time, he felt a sense of emotion in his heart, in the realm of comprehension, there is no dignity without strength.

It's just that the hand of the robber just stretched out a little, and then suddenly stopped. He seemed to have remembered something very important, and then he withdrew his hand and stared at Ye Mo and asked, "How did you come in just now?" ?”

The robbery monk remembered that his formation was a defensive formation that barely reached the seventh level. The female cultivator was able to force her way in because she had cultivated at the seventh level of the cauldron, and Ye Mo is so old, even if it is a hidden cultivation technique No matter how tall he was, how could he enter his own defensive formation? Could it be that he was still a formation master or had some other tricks?

No matter how Ye Mo got in, he had to ask this question clearly. Otherwise, Ye Mo would be crushed to death by him, who would tell him the answer?

Knowing that Ye Mo's fate will not be good under the hands of this robbery cultivator, but the two female cultivators didn't have the heart to look at it. At this moment, they themselves are in danger, so how can they care about Ye Mo? ?

Ye Mo didn't care about his words at all, and didn't even stop, but instead walked towards the altar of the monks in the middle of the hall.

Seeing that Ye Mo dared to ignore him like this, the cultivator immediately became furious, and stretched out his big hand again, trying to grab Ye Mo's neck and lift him up.

But his face soon revealed a horrified expression, and he found that his transformed big hand couldn't move at all. At this moment, he understood that it was not good. Even if he is just a catastrophe monk, he still knows the domain. Even if it cannot be used. But also understand what is the domain. He knows it now. He is already in the other party's domain, and the other party's killing him is like killing a chicken.

At this moment, the cultivator no longer had the high-spirited, fresh words, and dominating expression that he had just a moment ago. All he had on his face was panic and fear. At this moment, he would no longer think that Ye Mo used a concealment technique, which made him unable to see the other party's cultivation level clearly, and the other party was young. But he is an out-and-out True Transformation Cultivator.

Cold sweat seeped out from his forehead and back automatically, which was uncontrollable at all.

The female cultivator with the broken arm hadn't noticed the current situation of the cultivator, she suddenly said in a cold voice: "The surname is Si,

Let us go, let's leave today's matter here, and each will suffer a little bit. otherwise. After I die, my Chu family will also destroy you without any soul scum. "

Ye Mo was a little funny when he heard this, this woman hasn't figured out the situation yet, will she let you go because of this sentence? It's just a dream. One could tell from this woman's words that she was not a monk who often wandered in the realm of comprehension.

But then the female cultivator felt that something was wrong, and the robber surnamed Si didn't care about her words at all. Moreover, his hand that was grabbing the cultivator who just came in also stopped halfway, neither retracting nor moving forward. What the hell is this guy trying to do? The female cultivator looked suspiciously at the white-haired and bearded cultivator. Immediately saw the frightened look on his face. Already sweating profusely.

Before she could think of the reason, Ye Mo's real big hand with true essence had stretched out. His big hands with real essence easily pinched the white-haired monk, and at the same time picked him up like a chicken.

The broken-armed female cultivator and the girl were completely sluggish like the robbery cultivator who was picked up by Ye Mo.

"Are you Senior Huazhen?" The broken-arm female cultivator finally understood, and subconsciously asked Ye Mo. If it weren't for Senior Huazhen, how could he pick up a robbery cultivator so easily, or use his true essence?

Ye Mo ignored the words of the broken-armed female cultivator, and directly grabbed the neck of the cultivator with a big hand of real essence, picked it up and threw it on the ground, and then walked over and asked coldly: "What about the cultivator from Nanshanfang City?" What is the gray-white mist? Did you attract it?"

The cultivator was thrown on the ground by Ye Mo, his bones were broken inch by inch, and there were bursts of teeth grinding sounds. But he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

At this moment, he has fully understood that he is an ant in the opponent's hands. He couldn't figure out why in a place like Hanyuan City, a master like Ye Mo would come, and he was also a master of transformation that he had never heard of in Beiwangzhou.

He used to think that after he advanced to the catastrophe, he should be able to walk sideways in Beiwangzhou, but now he realizes how unlucky he is. After he advanced to the catastrophe, he had offended the true transformation monk before he even stabilized his cultivation, and he had tried to strangle this true transformation monk before.

Seeing that the white-haired monk didn't answer his words at all, Ye Mo suddenly sacrificed a ball of blue flames, and said in a cold tone: "Could it be that you want me to burn your primordial spirit with sky fire?"

The catastrophe cultivator who was thrown on the ground by Ye Mo saw the flame that Ye Mo sacrificed, and trembled in horror, "The blue mist lotus heart fire..."

Immediately, he couldn't contain his trembling anymore. It's not bad that he is a monk of catastrophe, but how difficult is it for him to practice catastrophe in Beiwangzhou? He spends almost every moment in cultivation, and almost the resources of the entire Si family are concentrated on him alone. But now he has offended a True Transformation cultivator, not to mention, he is still a Heaven-Defying True Transformation cultivator.

"I said, I accidentally got a ring in Changfenqiu a few years ago. Inside the ring is a heaven-level ninth-level exercise and a seed..."

When the white-haired cultivator of the Si family talked about the ninth-level exercises of the heavenly level, even the female cultivator with the broken arm almost exclaimed again. Heaven-level nine-level exercises may not necessarily exist in the entire cultivation world, but he was able to obtain heaven-level nine-level exercises.

Ye Mo kept his face sullen and didn't say a word. The nine-level heavenly skill is indeed unique in the cultivation world, but to Ye Mo, this thing is rubbish compared to the 'Three Lives Art', so he wasn't even surprised. shock.

The white-haired monk saw that Ye Mo was indifferent after he mentioned the ninth-level exercises of the heavenly level, and he was even more frightened. He thought that after he said this exercise, the other party would immediately show a greedy look, and he might be able to use this in exchange for his own life.

Now Ye Mo remained silent with a sullen face, so he had no choice but to continue: "The introduction to which exercise says that pure female cultivator's blood essence is needed when starting to practice, and the essence blood infecting the void-devouring gray mist is the best. Yu Jane introduced that seed to be the origin seed of the Void Devouring Gray Mist, as long as I bury the seed in the place with the most people, within ten years, that place can become a place of resources for me to practice my skills."

Ye Mo already understood in his heart that the gray-white mist was indeed man-made, not a natural mist at all.

Then he continued to ask coldly, "Does the skill you practice have the effect of swallowing space?"

The white-haired cultivator surnamed Si shuddered. He didn't understand why Ye Mo knew it. Now that Ye Mo asked, he didn't dare to hide it at all. He quickly said, "Yes, it has that effect..."

Ye Mo said flatly: "You go all out and try it on me."

"Ah..." Hearing Ye Mo's words, the monk who changed his mind was overjoyed, but his face turned slightly red and he stammered, "Senior, junior don't dare."

Ye Mo sneered, "There are still three breaths, if you don't do it, then you don't need to do it."

After hearing this, the monk who changed the robbery didn't say a word of nonsense, and without even thinking about it, he flew up from the ground, even if the broken bones cracked, he didn't care about it at all.

Before the cultivator could stop completely, he raised both palms, and after several gestures, he pulled to both sides, and opened his mouth at the same time to bite.

It's obviously a very small mouth, but once it is used through this kind of exercise, it seems to become a bloody basin.

"Kaka..." Following the pulling and biting of the cultivator, the originally ordinary space suddenly fluctuated, as if something was about to be bitten off.

Ye Mo felt a huge suction force, sucking him into the mouth of the cultivator. But at this time, the eyes of the monk who changed his mind were bloodthirsty and crazy, as if he could swallow Ye Mo up as long as he tried a little harder.

Ye Mo's face darkened, he was sure that this kind of exercise was exactly the same as the two times he had encountered it before. It's the kind of technique that devours space, but the cultivator in front of him is a little too low.

After knowing this, Ye Mo no longer had the heart to watch the performance of the monk who had changed the robbery. Pinch in hand. Before the cultivator begged for mercy, Ye Mo's 'Wusty Lotus Heart Fire' had already accompanied his big hand of true essence, turning the cultivator into ashes.

It wasn't until there was no more aura of this catastrophic cultivator in the hall that the broken-arm female cultivator realized it, and looked at Ye Mo with a face of shock and disbelief. After a while, she pulled the girl and bowed to Ye Mo and said, "Chu Yun, a junior of the Beiwang Chu family, and her niece, Chu Yulan, have seen Senior, and they offended Senior before, please forgive me."

The female cultivator with a broken arm is also depressed. There are few senior monks in Beiwangzhou, and she dare not say how powerful she is, but it is not easy to meet someone who is better than her in Beiwangzhou. Met two. One of her arms was cut off for no reason, and now there is no place to avenge her.

Before, she thought that Ye Mo was hiding his cultivation, but now it seems that her cultivation is too low to see through others.

(Thanks to Yunbaiye Xinghen for sending ten thousand coins!)

(to be continued...)