Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 413 Siege

Lu Mingliang said with a gloomy face: "Qiao Ye, don't be too arrogant, just rely on you, do you still want to play against the three of us?"

Lu Mingliang came from the sphinx tribe and had a second-level cultivation of the Spirit King Realm. Considering that Lu Mingliang was twenty-seven or eighty-nine years old, he was not yet over thirty years old.

And most of Qiao Ye's entanglements with Lingyu should be counted on the head of the Heavenly Sprite.

There is no way, since Qiao Ye killed all the wind, thunder, rain and snow in the Nine Domains Battlefield alone, it means that his grievances and grievances with the Heavenly Swords have been unsolved. As the three major spiritual realms How has the Tianxuan tribe of the tribe suffered such a big loss?

Don't look at Fengleiyuxue's cultivation base was not high at the time, but it was the future of the Tianxing tribe. If they lived to the present, they would all be in the Wuzong realm. Even, it is not impossible to have the opportunity to attack the Wuwangjing realm. .

As for Wan Hang and Mu Zhihen, Wan Hang is from the Disha Department and is a third-order spiritual king. Although the Dicha Department and Qiao Ye do not have much intersection, and there are still many disputes with Tianji Dicha, what they face is Qiao Ye, a Wuyu man who demolished the Lingyu Temple, of course, must share the same hatred.

The last Mu Zhihen did not come from the three major divisions of the spiritual realm, but from a small tribe in the spiritual realm called Mo Beibei. It was so small that many people in the spiritual realm had never heard of it, but the age of Mu Zhihen was three people. The largest among them is already thirty-five-six, so the cultivation base is the highest, with the cultivation base of the fourth rank of the Spirit King Realm.

Age can only represent the average talent of Mu Zhihen at most. At the age of thirty-five or six, having the cultivation of the Spirit King Realm is considered a relatively mediocre cultivation progress, but even so, this cultivation is still solid after all. Breaking the stone tablet and walking on the suspension bridge proves everything.

All three received a summons and learned that Qiao Ye had crossed the suspension bridge, so they immediately covered up the traces of the medicine garden and ambush Qiao Ye.

Although the ambush has not yet been completed, the three Martial Kings are fighting against one, and the three are naturally confident, and they don't think Qiao Ye will be able to turn out any waves.

Even the three of them were a little excited!

As long as Qiao Ye is beheaded here, he will be the hero of the spiritual realm. After all, Qiao Ye is the sinner who demolished the spiritual temple.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the three of them became excited, success and fame were already in front of them, as long as they killed Qiao Ye!

The three of them had such thoughts in their heads at the moment, and then slowly approached Qiao Ye, gradually forming a triangular formation, surrounding Qiao Ye in the center.

Five meters away, Lu Mingliang, who had a deep hatred for Qiao Ye, took the lead and suddenly took out a box and aimed it at Qiao Ye.

Seven-Rank Noble Phantasm, Thousand Rain Needles Fall!

There was a mechanism in front of the box. As soon as Lu Mingliang pushed the upper side of the box, a row of small holes appeared in front of it, and countless silver flying needles shot out continuously.

Qiao Ye raised his brows, not intending to dodge at all, but took a step forward, his body began to glow, a piece of golden light, and there were countless golden halos swaying around his body, making Qiao Ye look like a little sun.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The next moment, hundreds of flying needles kept hitting Qiao Ye's body, and then layers of golden ripples swayed, and all those flying needles were intercepted by the golden brilliance, unable to approach Qiao Ye at all. , let alone hurt Qiao Ye.

In the state of the golden body of the nine-turn golden body, Qiao Ye ignores all attacks below the Emperor Wujing. Ye don't take things back, the fifth grade will cause loss to Qiao Ye!

On the other side, Lu Mingliang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care too much. In the battle of the Martial King Realm, a seventh-grade Noble Phantasm was really not very useful. Lu Mingliang just wanted to get a head start and try it out.

Failing a single blow, Lu Mingliang immediately jumped up, moaned softly in mid-air, and then drew a talisman in the air with a finger.

"Spirit Master?"

Qiao Ye couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The cultivation method of Master Fu has existed since ancient times, but there are very few in the Martial Realm. Because Master Fu's cultivation method relies on spiritual power, so there are some cultivators among the spiritual monks in the spiritual realm. , but not many.

Scarcity means difficult to practice, and of course it also means strong.

In this world, there is nothing that is both easy to cultivate and powerful.

A few moments later, Lu Mingliang drew a spell and stamped it in front of him. The spell drawn in the air was shining brightly and fell in the direction of Qiao Ye.

"Drawing the ground is a prison!"

A flash of light appeared around Qiao Ye, forming a circle.

Lu Mingliang grinned grimly, the spell has been completed, Qiao Ye can only move within the circle of aura, but they can move outside the circle. As a result, as long as they attack from a distance, they can only be slaughtered.

After Lu Mingliang succeeded, he immediately shouted, "Brother Mu, take action!"

Shepherd's Mark nodded, he was good at long-range attacks.

"Spiritual fluctuations!" Mu Zhihen stretched out his hand towards the front and pressed it: "Spiritual thoughts!"

Qiao Ye looked at Mu Zhihen, this guy's cultivation technique is also quite strange, he was able to materialize his own spiritual power, and then kept squirming in the palm of his hand, and finally the spiritual power actually condensed into a spherical shape .

Immediately after…

Mu Zhihen pushed the spiritual power ball forward, and the sphere the size of the baby's head flew towards Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye glanced coldly, at the moment when the spiritual power ball came to him...

boom!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand fiercely and swiped to the side. When the mental power ball collided with Qiao Ye's arm, Qiao Ye even swung the mental power ball away.

Boom!

The spiritual power ball turned back and flew towards a wooden hut in the side medicine garden. Then, with a loud noise, the wooden hut made of basalt wood, which was immortal for thousands of years, collapsed completely and turned into a pile of rubble.

The power and destructive power of Mu Zhihen's spiritual power ball is beyond everyone's imagination.

But what's even more surprising is...

Qiao Ye waved his hand directly, and actually stretched the mental power ball directly!

In the next moment, Qiao Ye took a deep breath, walked forward, came to the front of the spiritual circle where the ground was a prison, and then stretched out his hand and tore it hard.

As if something was torn apart, the spiritual circle shattered in an instant, and the light dimmed until it disappeared.

"It's impossible..." Lu Mingliang couldn't hide the shock on his face, and looked at Qiao Ye with a look of disbelief, "How could you break open my painting and make it a prison?"

Qiao Ye tilted his head as if thinking, then looked at Lu Mingliang and said, "Maybe it's because you are too weak?"

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