Chapter 997

Unexpectedly, instead of consuming one's own spiritual power, it draws the enemy's spiritual power, and it draws so fast and smoothly.

They had already discovered something was wrong, as soon as the shiny thing like spider silk was formed, and then clinging to their large mask, it was constantly drawing their demon essence through the mask.

On the contrary, it seemed that the spiritual power of the spiritual objects they collected was ignored by the other party.

It gives them the feeling that the other party only draws the demon essence or spiritual power of the living creatures here, but has no interest in the dead creatures.

How did they know that this was the result of the deliberate dispatch of Ye with a sarcastic expression.

Originally, this formation would not let any spirit power or demon element go unnoticed, until the opponent was drained and turned into ashes, it was completely like a fisherman's style.

Those Nascent Soul stage beings who completely lost consciousness and collapsed in the formation are like this now.

Human race cultivators are aging and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, while demon cultivators of the same level are moaning and turning into animal shapes, gradually shrinking and weakening.

It's not that they don't want to get out of this weird place, they are very helpless. First, they were forcibly tied to this tortoise shell chariot by four beings who called themselves dragons, and they still couldn't get out, and then they were arranged by someone Ye The array was treated as a blood-sucking host.

Even those with a higher cultivation base than them can't feel much better.

Only the confidants of the four dragons like the Minotaur feel better, and can come and go freely to observe and report the situation.

"Wow! Ye, what kind of ghost are you doing? You have the ability to withdraw this formation to compete with the grandpas."

The most irritable Jiao Tan swam on the tortoise shell and yelled at Ye Chen who stood proudly in the middle of the twelve square formation.

"Hey, you shameless little black snake. Why didn't you fight Ye Ye one-on-one?"

Ye said with a condescending sneer.

"Bah, you uninvited invader, what face do you have to challenge me one-on-one."

The guy shook his head and yelled.

He really wanted to get out of this formation so that the other party wouldn't extract the demon essence alive, but he didn't know whether it was better or worse than what he was doing now.

"Hahaha, I just came here uninvited. I just invaded you. What can you do?"

The condescending Ye Chen is now looking at Xiao Hei as an idiot.

How ignorant do you have to be to choose to scold him when you are firmly at a disadvantage?

After he really took on the shape of a demon, he didn't have the illusion that a human monk could do it.

"Well."

"wrong."

"I'm not just here to invade you, but I'm here to catch you back to pull a cart for me."

He thinks about it enough to pull the wind, and now he can capture four dragons of different colors to pull the cart, which is also in line with his status. If there are really four real dragons, it would be a bit presumptuous. Only the existence of the hierarchy can enjoy the treatment obtained.

This was his temporary intention, not in the original plan.

"Have you heard, hurry up and worship in front of our boss, and obediently go back to pull the cart, do you understand?"

Panlong was also inexplicably excited. As the only Earth Immortal in the zodiac formation, he received no less benefits than Ye Chen.

Where did the monster essence and spiritual power that were drawn in huge amounts go?

Not only has the level of the Twelve Banners been raised, but it has also divided the two of them. The rest of the soup belongs to the Twelve Banner Bearers and the Twelve Hundred Xiaoxiu.

Of course, this is why Ye dared to do this because he bullied these four dragons and didn't know the formation at all.

If the opponent knows where the biggest weakness of this formation is, how dare he greedily absorb these spiritual powers and monster essence.

So far, he hasn't found any impurity in the drawn demon essence and spiritual power.

He expressed some regrets, if it weren't for the fact that the drawn Yao Yuan and spiritual power couldn't match his own completely, he would have wanted to use this method to try to attack the gods.

There is no doubt that before cultivating immortality, his realm must be higher than that of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and he has also invaded many existences of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Knowing the many mysteries of the advanced Heavenly Wonderland, there will be no bottlenecks and mistakes.

"Pooh!"

Panlong's arrogant words of course ushered in the saliva of the opponent's four dragons.

But he doesn't care at all, he is enjoying the pleasure of realm improvement.

With such a good opportunity, how could he miss it.

It's a pity that he couldn't break through the fairyland, and hit the ceiling, which is commonly known as the bottleneck in the cultivation world.

It was obvious that the spiritual power poured in endlessly and accumulated in the covered pool, but no matter how hard it was, the thin cover couldn't be broken.

This troubled him very much.

He really wanted to ask Ye Boss for help, but he saw Ye Chen's realm soared from the first stage of the earth fairy to the middle stage of the earth fairy, and he was about to reach the perfection of the earth fairy.

He even felt that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor. Ye's cultivation base is not weak, and his strength is even more powerful, but he is still just a monk in the fairyland, and he has the experience of breaking the mirror. How can I give him practical advice for breaking through the fairyland?

Of course he would not have thought that Ye Chen could really help him in this regard, but unfortunately he didn't ask.

"Hahaha, carefree, comfortable."

"You little snake, don't you plan to surrender?"

Ye Chen felt that the mana in his body was restless, which was a shortcoming of mana not being refined by himself.

He knew he couldn't suck any more.

It is also impossible to harm his subordinates. It is impossible to break through the big realm in the formation, and they are only allowed to improve a few small realms.

In this regard, it is thanks to him, the central dispatcher, who allocates spiritual power to those minor cultivators bit by bit.

"You little snake, don't surrender yet!"

One thousand two hundred cultivators opened their mouths together.

They also feel extremely happy.

This is the benefit of following the right boss. Although each of them can't control the soaring spiritual power in their bodies, they are still very grateful to Mr. Ye.

Otherwise, how long will it take to refine spiritual power from nature or other media through hard work day after day, and accumulate it to a great level of consummation.

It's not that they don't know that doing so has the danger of going crazy.

Anyone would take the risk, such an opportunity is rare.

As long as you give them a certain amount of time, they can be completely digested.

"No surrender."

The four Jiaozui are still quite stiff.

How could they be ashamed to pull a cart for someone Ye? They, who are used to being the overlord of one side, cannot accept such a gap until they die.

"Okay! Then fight until you surrender."

Ye Chen raised his hands suddenly, and his ten fingers moved together, frantically flicking like plucking the strings of a piano.

Others might not see it, but Beaulieu did.

With the movement of Ye Chen's fingers, those threads of psionic energy of different thicknesses began to move rhythmically. Following the rhythm of his side, the twelve large flags rattled again, as if echoing, and then suddenly murderous intent appeared. , Shooting towards the opponent's defensive formation like sword energy.

This is completely strangling the enemy with the strength of the enemy.

Now the demon cultivators in the defensive formation are even more uncomfortable.

Not only have to provide a large array of spiritual power and demon energy, but they are also forced to fight back. The most annoying thing is that the enemy is still using their demon energy and spiritual power.

Soon, a large number of low-level demon cultivators and monks died, and they were basically beaten to death.

The death was quite tragic, either losing all vitality and directly turning into ashes, or shriveled into a pair of skeletons.

On the contrary, most of the souls were let go, and I don't know if Ye was showing mercy on purpose or what.

Death and resentment soon filled the defensive formation.

The four Jiaos fought everywhere in the defense battle and acted as firefighters.

"Ahaha. Jiao Bai, don't rush to surrender. I can't wait to see how you pull the cart, Lao Pan."

Beaulieu, whose mana was filled to the maximum, was very pleased.

"Oh, bah. I'm waiting for the car pulled by the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon. I'm not afraid of breaking your life."

How could Jiao Bai stand up to his teasing, he still didn't forget to reply in his hectic.

"Uh, is it?"

"Not to mention you four little snakes who only grow crowns, even if you are really the descendants of the dragon, grandpa can let him pull the cart obediently for me."

Someone Ye was interested in the other party's words and interjected.

While speaking, the movements of his hands were not affected at all, and he was even more anxious.

Ye Chen's team felt extremely relaxed in this way of fighting with strength.

As for the four Jiao, relying on the large number of demon cultivators in the defensive formation, they can still resist the enemy.

It's nothing more than a batch of deaths, and then a batch of strong men are captured from the city. They don't feel the slightest pity.

"Old Bai, there is no way to go on like this. We will be drained by that bastard sooner or later."

Among the four flood dragons, the black flood dragon said through sound transmission.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Bai Jiao asked via voice transmission.

The answer must be negative.

"No, what are you talking about? Are you willing to be a servant pulling carts for that guy who seems to have a lower level of cultivation than us?"

Bai Jiao said in an angry voice transmission.

As the boss of the four dragons, he was already troubled enough, and he had to deal with this idiot, so it would be strange if he had a good temper.

"Boss, you made a mistake. Now he is also a great consummation of the Earth Immortal, at least it looks like that."

Huang Jiao reminded through sound transmission.

"Hmph, no matter what his cultivation level is! Even if he breaks through to the Heavenly Immortal now, I won't accept it. Have you lost your dignity as a dragon clan?"

Bai Jiao said angrily through voice transmission.

After he said such words, it is impossible for the other Jiaos to propose surrender, so they can only continue to stalemate.

"It's scary, it's fun. These four guys wagging their heads and tails are much more spiritual than my wooden horse."

Suddenly, a boy riding a bamboo horse made of green bamboo from the sky patted his chubby little hands and said cheerfully.

People from both sides were startled, who is this?

It looks like a naughty child from a neighbor's house, but which neighbor can have such an awesome child, who appears just right and comes silently.

"Who is coming?"

Panlong glanced at Ye who was calm on the surface and asked loudly.

Although he was aware of the boy's unusualness, seeing Ye's confident appearance made him feel a lot more at ease.

His idea is that if someone Ye wants to micro-manipulate the zodiac array, if there is a disturbance, he must come forward to solve it. Do you still have to rely on Xiaoxiu below?

"Hee hee, it's your little ancestor who came here!"

The little kid is very rude and stupid.

The Dzogchen of a mere fairyland is not in his eyes, there is no need to report with the same name.

"I'm bah. You kid, you're looking for smoke!"

Now he is the most idle on this side, and he jumped out of the phalanx to stop the naughty boy riding a bamboo horse while cursing.

"Fellow Daoist Pan, don't underestimate him. If you're not like those fellows who practiced life after life, he can really be your ancestor."

Ye Chen paid half of his attention to this side.

Under his keen intuition, he didn't know that the little boy was a sycamore tree.

In any world, if there is no great opportunity, it is quite difficult for trees to become spirits. If you don't practice for tens of thousands of years, you may not even be able to develop your spiritual wisdom.

After watching Lingzhi, I still can't move, so of course the speed of cultivation can't be fast.

Even if one is lucky enough to be accompanied by some very spiritual medicinal herbs, the speed of cultivation cannot be compared with that of a human monk.

So this little boy, who looks like a kid, actually has lived for tens of thousands of years.

If someone else said that, Pan Long might not believe it, but if Ye Chen said it, he believed it seven or eight percent.

He searched for the sound and asked.

"Hee hee, you're still sensible! Why don't you go up to meet my little ancestor?"

The little boy clapped his hands proudly and said proudly, not taking the two parties seriously at all.

"Hey, you're really out of breath when you say you're fat, but it's just a sycamore tree that still has a little bit of vitality."

Ye Chen didn't want to get entangled with this little thing, so he pointed out his real body directly, and he could even tell clearly how alive his real body was.

"Ah, you, who are you? You actually know my secret."

His words shocked the little brat, he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, he jumped off the bamboo horse, and stared at the extremely handsome Ye with wide eyes.

At this time, he was like an elegant zither player plucking the invisible strings, looking very chic and coquettish.

"I'm nobody. I also know why you are always a child who can't grow up. Shall I tell you?"

Ye Chen said lightly without looking back.

"No, it's impossible!"

The kid's eyes widened even further, and he stared at Ye Chen intently, as if trying to see through him.

"Hehe, nothing is impossible. You, aren't you just a half-dead sycamore tree? If there were no phoenixes to build nests and brood on you, you really wouldn't be able to live now. But, because of this, you It can only be transformed into a lovable child all the time. Hahaha..."

As if hearing a joke that couldn't be more funny, Ye Chen stopped what he was doing and laughed heartily.

He probably guessed why this little guy came here.

"What, sycamore wood?"

This is the doubt of a few little Jiaos.

As the Flood Dragon Clan, they are quite sensitive to the Phoenix Clan. Since the phoenix demon tree appeared here, it must be that the Phoenix Clan is here. Why didn't they notice it?

Could it be that the cultivation base of the visitors is too advanced, blocking their perception?

That's impossible. In the ordinary areas of this world, the completion of the Earth Fairyland has already reached the sky. The big things in the Heavenly Wonderland rarely appear.