Chapter 361 Good Stuff

Thinking of this, Lu Ye quickly stood up and asked the giant armor to go deeper inside.

After an incense stick, Lu Ye stood under a big tree, looking up at a bone-white oval beehive. He didn't expect to find the second beehive so easily.

The giant armor flew into the air, took off the beehive, and put it into the storage bag.

There must be many wasps in the beehive, but the space in the storage bag is not suitable for living things to survive. If you put it directly in, it won't take long for the wasps in the beehive to die.

Going forward, harvesting continuously.

Lu Ye took out the ten-point map again, checked his position, and confirmed that this area was not in the territory of the overlord-level monster, so he was relieved.

I can't help but worry. Such a large harvest means that there are many wasps distributed in this area. With such a large base population, it is inevitable that some powerful individuals will be born. If a overlord-level existence is born, then I'll be damned.

Fortunately, there is no special mark on the ten-point map, which means that this area is still safe.

After picking ten beehives, Lu Ye found awkwardly that the storage bag was not enough. He had killed so many monks from Wanmo Ridge before, and seized a lot of storage bags, but Lu Ye basically opened the storage bags, took out the things inside and put them together, and then discarded the empty storage bags.

The space in each storage bag is limited, and the size is similar. Each beehive is ten feet in radius, and some are even larger. A storage bag can hold three beehives.

It is rare to encounter such good things, so Lu Ye naturally wants to collect more. Not to mention that the honey in the beehive can be used as food reserves to restore physical strength and spiritual power, even if it is brought back to the sect for the disciples who have just embarked on the path of cultivation, it can also accelerate their growth.

It is easy to deal with without a storage bag, just go and kill some monks from Wanmo Ridge.

Having made a decision, Lu Ye set up a concealment formation with the hidden spiritual pattern as the core, concealing his figure and breath, and quietly lying dormant.

There is no need to deliberately look for the traces of the monks from Wanmo Ridge. These guys are like dog-skin plasters that can't be shaken off. Just wait for a while and they will fall into the trap.

Less than two hours later, there were rustling noises all around, and a Wanmo Ridge team of more than 20 people appeared nearby.

These more than 20 people were not too concentrated, but not too loose either. They could ensure that they would not be caught in one net even if they stepped into the formation, and they could also support each other when they were attacked.

The expressions of the group of people were very alert, because no one dared to guarantee that Lu Yiye would suddenly come out in the next moment.

There were already many monks from Wanmo Ridge who died in this dense forest, and they didn't want to follow in the footsteps of those people.

Among this group of people, there was a ninth-level monk, and the rest were seventh-level monks and eighth-level monks. The actions were all centered on the ninth-level monk.

Just as everyone was alert, there was a hissing sound of breaking through the air.

That day, the ninth-level cultivator's expression was stern, and a huge crisis suddenly arose in his heart. When he turned his head hastily, he saw a stream of light attacking him.

Among this group of people, this guy is the strongest, so Lu Ye will naturally deal with him first. Moreover, the distance between them is not far, and it is within the best range for sneak attacks.

In order to ensure that this person will be killed with one blow, Lu Ye's nine spiritual weapons in the weapon box are all used, and the strongest power is used almost instantly.

This person reacted quickly. It was obvious that he was a magic cultivator. When the spiritual power was activated, a thick spiritual barrier was blocked in front of him, and his body quickly dodged to the side.

The sound of "thump, thump, thump" was heard, and the stream of light of the imperial weapon hit the spiritual barrier like chasing the stars and the moon. The spiritual weapon with sharp spiritual patterns smashed the barrier into pieces in an instant, and then brought out a burst of hot blood.

"Enemy attack!" The magic cultivator roared, but as soon as he said it, his body softened and fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood stained the ground red.

Only a ninth-level physical cultivator could survive being attacked by Lu Ye in this position.

The remaining monks of Wanmo Ridge quickly fought back, and streams of light from their weapons and magic spells bombarded Lu Ye's position.

Lu Ye had dodged it long ago, but it was hard for Jujia, who was not as fast as Lu Ye. He could only raise one arm, and when the spiritual power and blood surged around him, it turned into a tortoise shell-like barrier to block in front of him.

With dense noises coming out, Jujia's figure could not stop retreating. Even as powerful as he was, he could not bear the strong attack of so many heaven-level monks.

Dense cracks appeared on the tortoise shell-like barrier in an instant, and although he was constantly repaired by his blood and spiritual power, it was still difficult to maintain.

The sound of breaking through the air was heard again. When a group of people from Wanmo Ridge besieged the giant armor, Lu Ye was not idle. Nine imperial weapons turned into streams of light, shuttling back and forth in the crowd to distract the attention of those people. He himself rushed to the nearest enemy with a knife.

"Kill Lu Yiye!" Someone shouted, and everyone quickly changed their targets and attacked him one after another.

At this moment, not far from the crowd, Yiyi's figure suddenly appeared. As her spiritual power was activated, a huge golden roulette appeared above her head. Runes flowed on the roulette, spiritual power surged, and the roulette rotated. One after another, golden arcs fell like a storm.

This was not over yet. Amber, who was crouching on the top of the giant armor, roared at the most densely populated position of the crowd. The visible impact made a group of Wanmo Ridge monks feel as if they were hit hard by a hammer. For a while, they were dizzy and their spiritual power was insufficient, and their offensive slowed down.

Even so, Lu Ye was bleeding and was forced back. If he hadn't seen the bad situation and constructed a defensive spiritual pattern to block in front of him, he would have been seriously injured.

The giant armor rushed forward to support Lu Ye. The tortoise shell barrier that was condensed again only lasted for three breaths before it shattered.

A group of cultivators in Wanmo Ridge perfectly demonstrated what it means to bite an elephant to death.

A powerful ninth-level magic cultivator was killed in the next encounter with Lu Ye's sneak attack. However, even if he worked with the giant armor, Yiyi and Amber, they couldn't take advantage of so many Wanmo Ridge cultivators.

After the cultivators switched to the heavenly level, their strength was greatly enhanced. If they were in the inner circle, Lu Ye and the giant armor would be able to fight against more than 20 cultivators with similar cultivation, but they couldn't do it in the core circle.

The giant armor protected Lu Ye and retreated while fighting. With the cover of trees, he resisted the attack from behind and fled into the depths of the dense forest.

"Don't let him run away!" A loud shout was heard, and the people of Wanmo Ridge quickly chased after him.

"Be careful of the trap!" Someone else shouted, and no one dared to be sure whether there was a magic circle set up by Lu Yiye in front of them.

One side fled recklessly, and the other side chased with caution. How could they catch up? After a while, they lost the figures of Lu Ye and the giant armor.

They stopped in a dusty state, and a group of people looked at each other, all with angry and unconvinced faces.

This hastily erupted battle caused them to lose seven or eight people. The leading Tianjiu magic cultivator died especially quickly, almost at the moment Lu Ye attacked. Although Lu Yiye seemed to be injured, no one was sure how serious his injury was.

What made them feel even more helpless was that when they returned to the previous battlefield to investigate, they found that the storage bags of the dead monks had disappeared at some point.

The lost storage bag was naturally taken away by Yiyi. Just when the monks of Wanmo Ridge went to chase Lu Ye, she ran back quietly.

An hour later, beside a mountain stream, Lu Ye took off his bloody clothes, washed himself, and bandaged his wounds with the help of Yiyi.

The current situation was a bit troublesome for him. He was unwilling to retreat like this after being chased by Wanmo Ridge, but the risk of counterattack was not small. Take the previous battle for example. If it weren't for the strong giant armor, they would have died long ago.

Few physical cultivators at the level of Lingxi Realm could withstand that level of strong attack. The giant armor blocked two rounds and finally escaped under the protection of the giant armor.

Even so, he was injured.

It must be said that the deployment of more than 20 people in Wanmo Ridge was indeed a bit difficult for him to crack.

If there were enough array flags and array bases to set up the array, it would not be difficult to deal with. Before, he could kill even 70 people with the help of the array, so what about more than 20 people?

But the array flags and array bases he bought from the Tianji Treasure House have been used up, and a good cook cannot cook without rice.

There is not much he can do now. He can only try to find a good opportunity and cause as much damage to Wanmo Ridge as possible.

He calmed down, cracked the lock of the storage bag, gathered the things inside, rested for a while, and set off again.

Yiyi brought back more than a dozen storage bags. This is not to say that she had just killed more than a dozen people, but mainly because some monks carried more than one storage bag.

There are so many storage bags, which is almost enough.

No matter how many beehives there are here, there is always a limit.

Half a day later, Lu Ye and Jujia, who had harvested some more beehives, were resting. Yiyi, who was investigating the situation nearby, suddenly returned and said excitedly: "Lu Ye, Lu Ye, I found a good thing."

As he said this, he grabbed Lu Ye's hand and pulled him up.

"What good thing?"

Lu Ye was interested. Yiyi had been following him all the time, and she was not unseen. It must be extraordinary to make her so excited. Moreover, this is deep in the Wuyin Mountain. No one knows what kind of genius treasures are hidden here.

"You'll know when you come and see."

Led by Yiyi, the group quickly moved in one direction.

Soon, Lu Ye showed a surprised look, because he smelled a very strong flower fragrance, and that flower fragrance did not feel like the fragrance of a certain flower, but rather the fragrance of countless flowers mixed together, with extremely complex layers.

Until the view in front suddenly became clear, and the dense forest that had not changed since entering the Wuyin Mountain suddenly disappeared. Yiyi pulled him to a rock and pointed to a colorful field below: "Look."

Lu Ye looked around and saw the valley below with a sea of ​​flowers undulating, so beautiful that it seemed not to be in the human world.