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Dozens of sky primitive monks who were fighting with the spiritual frost monks on the Gobi of the plateau saw that Amu Meng hurriedly called them to retreat, and their minds were full of fog, and they didn't understand what was going on.

Not long ago, they saw Amu Meng chasing a spiritual fog monk who manipulated the skeleton into the spiritual fog Grand Canyon. In their opinion, it should be a matter of hand. Now when their fighting was fierce, Amu Meng suddenly rushed out of Dazheng Valley in a panic, saying that he would retreat, without delaying at all.

However, since the leader Amu Meng has retreated, they dare not stay here anymore. Without this powerful evil monk, they can't take this group of spiritual fog monks and can't get much benefit. In this case, it's better to simply withdraw so as not to suffer losses.

Surely, the magic weapon on the Gobi Desert shone, and the sky monks retreated completely, leaving only a few bodies of the sky monks who had no time to take them away. In a very short time, they walked completely.

There was only a group of spiritual fog monks who were still confused in the place. When they saw that the original monks in the sky had run away, they were all stunned and looked at each other in constered. The monks hesitated and wanted to catch up and intercept it, but they didn't dare.

In the final analysis, their timidity was scared by Amu Meng.

"Don't chase the poor! I have their tricks in my heart. Zhou Hongyang, an old man with a white beard in the ancient artifact gate, shouted loudly to stop the impulse of the spiritual fog monks to try.

He became the leader of the monks, and the safety of the monks' lives was the first priority.

It happened in a hurry. Like those Tianlanyuan monks, he didn't have time to figure out what had happened. Out of fear of Ammon's strength, he did not dare to catch up easily, so as not to provoke Ammon, the evil star, and suffered heavy losses. It is the best result for these monks to save their lives.

Soon, the clouds rolled over the Lingding Grand Canyon, and another golden light rushed out of the fog of the Lingwu Grand Canyon. It was Ye Qin.

Ye Qin took the skeleton demon, and the imperial sword flew and landed on the canyon. There were no scars on his body, but he looked a little tired.

When the Linglan monks saw Ye Qin coming out of the Grand Canyon, they suddenly understood one thing, that is, it was Amu Meng who probably suffered a loss in Ye Qin's hands, and then they were defeated. Otherwise, with the strength of Amu Meng, he must be willing to kill them and will not retreat easily at all.

Although the monks did not know how Ye Qin forced Amu Meng away, Amu Meng came out of the Grand Canyon and fled in a hurry without saying a word, and then Ye Qin appeared safe and sound, which itself was enough to explain the problem.

They looked at Ye Qin's eyes with a little more awe.

Only the top foundation monks in the spiritual fog world can fight with the foundation monks at the level of the sky without falling behind.

However, Ye Qin has done much more than that. A Mu Meng failed to take advantage of Ye Qin, but was forced away, which seemed to be a loss, which shows that Ye Qin's strength may have surpassed A Mu Meng.

With such a strong strength, there are only a handful of monks in the foundation period of the whole spiritual fog world, no more than one slap.

Many of them, in addition to awe, were puzzled in their hearts.

From the beginning, when they saw Ye Qin appear alone outside Lingwu City, they were once surprised.

But later, Ye Qin followed these monks very low-keyly, and did not show any strong strength. They also regarded Ye Qin as a very ordinary middle-level monk who built the foundation of Qingdanmen.

You should know that although the monks of Qingdanmen have made rapid progress in cultivation, most of them have average combat effectiveness.

One more Ye Qin joined, and everyone didn't take it seriously.

It was not until Ye Qin released the sixth-order skeleton demon and forced Amu Meng away in the Lingwu Grand Canyon that they were really shocked and felt that they had underestimated Ye Qin's strength.

Now when I look back, Ye Qin dares to fly alone outside Lingwu City. I'm afraid he has the courage to be so strong. Otherwise, which monk dares to walk alone outside the city during the war?

Most of the seventeen or eight spiritual fog monks who were still alive were scattered or small family monks. Most of their strength was average, but the army was less than eight than ten bloody battles, and they were very aware of the cruelty of the immortal world war.

Most of them don't know Ye Qin. Except for Yan Man, no one even knew Ye Qin's surname. But this did not prevent them from having awe and excitement. If Ye Qin hadn't done it, at least half of them would have died here.

They are only in awe of such a strong man.

"Brother Ye, the evil star in the sky didn't hurt you, did it?" The most urgent thing was Yan Yi. She flew to Ye Qin's side, with a delicate face, showing eagerness.

"It doesn't matter, it just consumes too much consciousness and mana." Ye Qin's face was a little pale. He shook his head and looked at the sky in the northwest of the Grand Canyon. His mind was still in the fierce battle with Amu Meng just now. He saw that Amu Meng had flown away with the original monk of the sky, and he couldn't help but relax secretly. Fortunately, Amu Meng was afraid and took the initiative to evacuate, otherwise it would be very troublesome.

Although Amu Meng's mana was consumed, he did not dare to fight any more and was forced to escape.

But his mana is also little left, less than half.

Fortunately, the situation of the skeleton demon is slightly better, and there are 40% or 50% of the demonic power. However, it has too much corpse gas, and it has also consumed a lot of elixir. Now it has been depressed and its combat strength has been greatly reduced.

In this battle, he and Amu Meng just barely drew a draw and did not distinguish between the winner.

When the spiritual fog monks were curious and whispered about Ye Qin's strength.

In the direction of Lingwu City, dozens of magic weapons of various colors appeared, and they came at a very fast speed. A group of spiritual fog monks soon fell in front of them. Bird Hong hurriedly and Cao Ziyi and a group of forty or fifty foundation-building monks rushed to the Lingwu Grand Canyon.

Peng Hong fled back to Lingwu City under the banner of "moving rescuers". Naturally, he would come here with rescuers to fulfill his promise, so as not to be accused of abandoning his team members.

However, Peng Hong was surprised to see that the spiritual monks were still alive.

In his estimation, under the strong attack of the sky, the spiritual fog monk should have died at least more than half of the time, and even the whole team may have been destroyed. But the current situation is completely the opposite of what he thinks. Only a few monks were killed in battle, and most of the spiritual fog monks were still alive.

Peng Hong wanted to find someone to find out what was going on, but the monks present directly ignored his existence, and none of them were willing to talk to him. He knew that he was wrong and wanted to ask Yan Fei what was going on, but Yan Yi didn't look at him at all, let alone talk to him.

"Whose skeleton is this?" (Whose skeleton is this?" Peng Hong couldn't find anyone to ask. While he was embarrassed, he suddenly saw a skeleton demon on the Gobi Desert and jumped up. The skeleton demon was near the body of a original monk in the sky, sucking out a trace of black ghost death from the body.

Peng Hong Liying sacrificed the magic weapon and wanted to kill the skeleton demon.

"Sum, that's my refined puppet!" Ye Jian hit several wind blades and deflected Ge Hong's magic weapon.

As early as the Lingwu Mountains, he found that after the skeleton demon killed the monster, it would instinctively suck the corpse gas to supplement the demon spirit consumed by its demon elixir casting. It can even practice and grow slowly.

It was because of this that Ye Qin did not stop the skeleton demon from sucking the corpse gas on the body.

The skeleton demon seemed to be aware of hostility, looked up at Zhanghong, and the gloomy black eyes let out a fierce light.

Peng Hong was stopped by Ye Qin and was stunned for a moment. It was not easy to remember Ye Qin's identity. At that time, Yan Die still pulled Ye Qin into the team. There is a middle-level monk who builds the foundation, and ordinary disciples dare to stop him.

He couldn't hang on his face and shouted angrily, "This skeleton demon turned out to be your boy. You are actually an evil practice. No wonder I feel that there is something wrong with your boy. I'll take you down first!" A wave of anger suddenly appeared in Ye Qin's heart. Zhanghong ran away first, but even turned back to blame him. If he doesn't do it, he will resist those monks in the sky with skeleton demons. I'm afraid he doesn't know how many people will be killed.

However, Ye Qin has not been angry yet, and a large group of monks have been enraged.

"Brother, a monk who can do the martial arts may not be an evil practice. The Yin Xuanmen in my spiritual fog world is famous for being proficient in bone alchemy. Later, Yinxuanmen was destroyed by the hands of Daluomen, and the secrets of the sect were scattered to various sects.

It is not surprising that other sects have obtained the secrets of Yinxuanmen, and it is not surprising that they practice them. It's just that a few young people later used skeletons to do evil and ruined the reputation of Yin Xuanmen. We monks in the spiritual fog world have never had any taboos in the cultivation of immortal secrets. Even if we have refined skeletons, why not? There are many monks in bone alchemy. According to your reasoning, can't they all be cultivated by evil? Zhou Hongyang of the ancient weapon gate raised his eyebrows upside down and shouted angrily at the bird on the spot.

These fair words immediately attracted the applause of dozens of foundation monks around.

"Mr. Peng, don't rely on the support of the Peng family in Diquemen to spray blood. I'm a monk from Daluomen, so I don't care about your family. If you dare to do it today, I will fight with you." I ran away, and I still have the face to blame others here. Get out of here, don't pretend to be here!" The monks responded one after another, pointing to Ge Hong's nose and scolding. There were shouts and curses on the Gobi Desert, and they went to Peng Hong. Even the dozens of monks who came with Ge Hong, after understanding the whole story, looked at Zhanghong with contempt and disdained to be with him.

Peng Hong's scolded pupils were stunned and stunned. He didn't understand what was going on.

He just wants to teach an ordinary Qingdan monk how to attract such a big reaction from everyone.

This foundation-building monk comes from seven major immortal sects, although most of them are small ordinary family monks with low status. But they may not give him any face. He didn't dare to turn against this group of monks.

No matter how slow he is, he still understands that he is very unpopular now, and it is just an humiliation to stay here. His reputation, which he had finally accumulated, was all over.

Thinking of this, Peng Hong couldn't help but regret it. He resented the bad ideas given to him by Cao Ziyi, the monk of Daluomen. He stared at Cao Ziyi fiercely, said a few words in anger in a low voice, and returned to Lingwu City with only a few trusted monks and gray-faced royal friends.