Inside the mine, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.
The cultivators who died under Lu Ye's blade were actually only a small portion of them.
Some of them died from the very beginning of the formation, some of them died from their own accidental injuries, and most of them died from the corrosion of the poisonous fog.
The three Ten Thousand Poison Pills that Lu Ye used this time were far more poisonous than he had expected. The lower the cultivator, the weaker their resistance to poison.
Especially cultivators below the Fifth Order, even if they took the Detoxification Pill, they had no resistance to the poisonous fog.
The number of cultivators below the Fifth Order was the highest.
At first, they only felt their Spirit Qi stagnate, their bodies weak and dizzy, but as time passed, the poison took effect and their vitality quickly faded away. In the end, they quietly turned into corpses.
Those who were still standing were all cultivators above the Fifth Order, but no matter how high their cultivation was, they all felt exhausted and powerless.
Gradually, the screams and cries in the mine became sparse. It wasn't because Lu Ye stopped, but because there were fewer and fewer people alive.
The thick poisonous fog also gradually thinned, allowing people to slowly see the scene a few meters away.
Somewhere in the mine, Ming Zhe's face was covered with a layer of green, and behind him were several Holy Eaves Spiritual Land cultivators.
Originally, there were dozens of them, but now there were only a few left … The others were all lying on the ground, some killed, some poisoned to death.
Although they were still alive, they all looked terrified, and there were even female cultivators who were sobbing softly.
Ming Zhe couldn't figure out how things had developed like this … Just like how he didn't think that Fire Prairie would die at the hands of Lu Ye, it seemed that as long as he faced this Evil Star of the Blue Blood Sect, all kinds of unimaginable things could happen.
Returning to Heaven Spirit Land's location was exposed by Tu Guanxiong. A large number of Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators gathered in front of Returning to Heaven Valley, and Ming Zhe led the defeated Holy Eaves Spiritual Land cultivators back. Originally, they wanted to witness Lu Ye's death with their own eyes, but they didn't get to do so.
After that, Lu Ye used the Transmission Array to leave Returning to Heaven Spirit Land and hunted Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators in the depths of Grand Mang Mountains, causing the Holy Eaves Spiritual Land to lose some people.
After that, hearing that Lu Ye was hiding here, Mingzhe rushed over with his men.
They had thought that they would be able to see Lu Ye's death this time, but in the end, the prey had become the hunter. The Myriad Demons Ridge, who had the advantage in numbers, had suffered heavy casualties.
Why?
Lu Yiye was just a Fifth-Order cultivator, so how could he accomplish such a feat?
The poison fog churned in front of him. Following a short and sharp cry, a figure broke through the fog. Although he could not see the face clearly, Ming Zhe would never forget that familiar figure.
Lu Yiye!
The other party had obviously noticed them as well. Without any hesitation, he charged over with his saber.
Mingzhe roared angrily and stepped forward. The two figures crossed each other. Blood spurted out from Mingzhe's neck and his body fell to the ground. At the last moment of his life, he heard the screams of the Holy Eaves Spiritual Land cultivators who had been hiding behind him.
If he had been at his peak, his Eighth Order Wise Philosopher Realm cultivation would have been enough to fight against Lu Ye, but the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Bead had reduced his strength by more than half, so he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Lu Ye.
At this point, all the cultivators who had left the Holy Eaves Spiritual Land had been wiped out.
In the Holy Eaves Spiritual Land, Tu Guanxiong felt the battlefield marks disappear one after another. His face was ashen …
Not long ago, Ming Zhe had sent him a message to inform him of the situation here. He had originally wanted to borrow the hands of others to take revenge for Fire Burning Prairie, but in the end, he had caused the Holy Eaves Spiritual Land to suffer even greater losses!
Ning Zi Zai hid behind a large rock and tried his best to restrain his aura. Although he was so upset that he wanted to vomit blood because of the poison, he did not dare to make any movements.
He was not a Ghost Cultivator and could not hide himself, but in this mine filled with poison fog, doing so would undoubtedly reduce the risk of being exposed.
He even felt that as long as he was careful enough, Lu Ye would not discover him.
However, in the end, he was thinking too much.
In the poison fog, everyone's vision was greatly affected. They could only rely on their perception, and perception was something that Lu Ye was best at.
Even a Ghost Cultivator like Ying Wu Ji could not get close to him at will, let alone others who were not Ghost Cultivators.
While Lu Ye was killing the enemies, some people who thought they were smart lied on the ground and pretended to be dead, trying to deceive him.
But there was no way to hide one's vitality. Those who pretended to be dead were really dead.
The scattered screams gradually approached Ning Zizai's position. Finally, Ning Zizai saw a figure coming out of the green fog and rushing toward his position.
He knew that he had been exposed!
Without any hesitation, he summoned his Spirit Artifact and faced Lu Ye head-on. However, after only three breaths, his vision began to tilt, and the last thing he saw was a headless corpse.
Lu Ye found that there were a few Ninth Order cultivators among the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators who came this time, and it was not just the few that appeared on the map.
There were at least three or four people hiding their cultivation in the crowd.
Originally, they probably had some plans, but after the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Bead broke out, all their plans fell through.
They could not kill Lu Ye immediately. As time passed and the poison broke out, the strength they could exert became weaker and weaker. In the end, they were all killed by Lu Ye one by one.
The huge mine was noisy two hours ago, but at this moment, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Only Lu Ye's heavy breathing could be heard.
Although most of the tens of thousands of Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators did not die under his blade, even a small part of them made him feel tired. The Spirit Energy in his Storage Ring had been exhausted, and even the Spirit Energy in his body was only left with about thirty percent.
It was conceivable that without the Storage Ring, Lu Ye would not have the capital to kill all the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators even if he had used three Ten Thousand Poison Beads this time.
Compared to the consumption of Spirit Energy, the consumption of physical strength was more serious. His sabre-wielding right arm had become numb, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of weakness, as if he could collapse at any time.
This wasn't the most difficult battle Lu Ye had experienced, because from beginning to end, the enemies he killed basically didn't put up much resistance against him. The only one who posed a little danger to him was the Ninth-Order Body Cultivator, but that Ninth-Order Body Cultivator had still been killed by the broken arrow.
Because the mine was filled with poisonous fog, Yiyi couldn't help much in this battle. Lu Ye had already put Hu Po into his Spirit Beast Pouch in advance. If Hu Po was still there, he could borrow some strength from Hu Po and the situation would be better.
There was only one last group of people left!
Lu Ye carried his long saber and walked towards the mine tunnel step by step.
At this moment, dozens of people had gathered in the mine tunnel, frantically clearing the gravel in the mine tunnel in an attempt to escape. However, the mine tunnel was not spacious and could only accommodate a few people walking side by side at most. Coupled with the fact that they were poisoned, their efficiency was not high.
Until now, they had cleared less than five hundred meters of gravel.
When they heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching, the group of people's faces changed drastically. They looked back and saw Lu Ye's blood-stained figure walking into the mine tunnel step by step, carrying endless and cold murderous intent.
The cultivators who were still alive felt their scalps go numb …
[Are all the people in the mine dead?]
[That's two thousand people! How could they all die so quickly?]
But if they listened carefully, there was no movement in the mine tunnel …
At this moment, Lu Ye was here and there was no hope of escape. How could these people, who were greatly weakened by the poison, resist?
What puzzled them even more was why Lu Ye was not affected by the poison. After all, even a Ninth Order Cloud River Realm cultivator could not resist the poisonous fog.
At the very back of the crowd, a figure stood in the middle of the tunnel. This person wasn't tall or sturdy, and was clearly not a body cultivator. He had also been poisoned, and his exposed skin was a dark green color. But as he stood there, he gave off the feeling of a man who could hold back ten thousand enemies. Even facing Lu Ye, who had killed people like flies, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear on his face. In fact, there was even a bit of … eagerness to try?
Lu Ye saw this person's abnormality and did not know what this guy was thinking, but he was not in the mood to think too much about it. Now that all the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators who were still alive were in front of him, as long as he killed them, this plan could be completed perfectly!
Lu Ye believed that after this, he would be able to live in peace for a long time.
In the future, when his cultivation improved, he would be able to run amok in the Cloud River Battlefield just like he did in the Spirit Stream Battlefield.
Exerting force in his legs, he leaped forward. The fiery red blade light cut through the poison fog, and the Mountain Pan Saber slashed towards the cultivators blocking his path.
A light curtain suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ye, blocking his path. Lu Ye's attack landed on the light curtain, but it only managed to dent it slightly, unable to break it.
[A Protective Array!]
Lu Ye took two steps back and sized up the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators who were wrapped up in the defensive array. He recalled Yiyi saying that a very powerful array cultivator had come to the Myriad Devil Ridge and that the explosion array he had set up in the mine had been broken by him one by one.
[It must be this person!]
"Brother Si Nan, well done!" Song Zhui's weak cheers came from the depths of the mine tunnel. He really did not expect that in such a crisis, Si Nan would be at the back of the mine tunnel and block Lu Ye with a Protective Array. He did not even notice when Si Nan had set up the Protective Array.
This mine tunnel was narrow, and once the Protective Array was activated, the entire mine tunnel would be filled. Unless Lu Ye could break the Protective Array, he would not be able to pass.
This was a pleasant surprise. As long as Si Nan could hold on long enough, they could clean up the mine tunnel and escape with peace of mind.
The premise was that they did not die from the poison before then.
Therefore, Song Zhui urged, "Brother Si Nan, you must hold on!"
Inside the Protective Array's light curtain, Si Nan's face was also full of weakness, but his expression was very confident. Dan Dan said, "Don't worry, with me here, he can't come over!"
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