Chapter 445: Seizing the Oracle

In the wilderness, four-colored clouds were thousands of feet above the ground. Lu Ye looked up at the position directly below the colorful clouds.

With Lu Ye as the center, hundreds of cultivators stood scattered within a radius of ten miles, ready to fight.

Some cultivators only focused on the colorful clouds, while others silently observed the surroundings, as if they wanted to see if there were any powerful competitors. There were also cultivators gathered together in twos and threes, whispering to each other. Judging from the posture, they probably wanted to form a temporary alliance.

Under the eyes of the crowd, several streams of light suddenly swept out from the colorful clouds above, and there was something hidden in the stream of light.

Lu Ye immediately used all his eyesight, but even if he looked at the stream of light at the first time, he could not see what the thing in the stream of light looked like.

The stream of light that swept out of the colorful cloud was almost a hundred feet above the ground in an instant.

Lu Ye was secretly shocked. The intelligence was right. If you get too close to the colorful clouds at this time, it is really dangerous. This speed is not something that a Yunhe Realm cultivator can avoid. Once hit by the stream of light, it is very likely to hit you through.

When they reached a hundred feet above the ground, the speed of the streams of light suddenly slowed down. At the same time, the things in the streams of light also revealed their true appearance. Each stream of light contained a spiritual stick that was one finger long, one inch wide, thick at the top and narrow at the bottom. Judging from the texture, it looked like a piece of jade carved. .

Four of the spiritual sticks were white, and one was green.

Immediately, a cultivator who was closer to these spiritual sticks flew out and headed for them.

There were only five spiritual sticks in the first batch, but there were more than a dozen cultivators who flew out. Those who were lucky enough got one directly, and no one fought for it. Those who were unlucky were not lucky enough. Several people fought for one spiritual stick and started fighting on the spot.

Especially the green spiritual stick, five or six pairs of eyes were staring at it, and the fight was the most intense.

Lu Ye did not move, mainly because the spiritual sticks were a little far from his position, even if he flew over, he would not have enough time.

However, looking at the fighting postures of those people, they were clearly holding back.

None of the cultivators gathered here now revealed their camp affiliation, so once a fight breaks out, each other's opponents may be from the enemy camp or from their own camp, which is inevitable.

Until then, Lu Ye felt for the first time that the affiliation of the camp was not so obvious.

Unlike when he was in the Lingxi battlefield, there was almost no conflict between cultivators belonging to the same camp.

Before the cultivators who were fighting for the spiritual sticks could decide the winner, more than a dozen streams of light swept out from the colorful clouds, and the number of green spiritual sticks that fell this time was obviously more.

More cultivators rushed out and joined the fight.

As time passed, batches of spiritual sticks continued to fall from the colorful clouds, and the area within a radius of ten miles became lively and boiling like a stream of hot oil sprinkled with salt.

The monks stared at their targets, and whenever a spirit stick fell that was close to them, they would fly out to grab it, and the chaos was confusing.

Lu Ye stood on the hill innocently, motionless. It was not that he did not want to grab the spirit stick, but his luck seemed to be not very good. None of the spirit sticks that fell from the colorful clouds were close to him, and the nearest one floated three miles away.

Gradually, Lu Ye understood a little.

It seemed that no spirit sticks would fall directly below the colorful clouds, just like holding an umbrella on a rainy day, there were no raindrops under the umbrella, and the raindrops fell from the edge of the umbrella.

Just when Lu Ye was considering whether to change his position, another batch of spirit sticks fell.

This time, there were quite a few spirit sticks that fell, as many as hundreds, and one of them was actually facing the direction where he was.

Lu Ye was very moved. After waiting for so long, he finally had the time to make a move.

The stream of light was only a hundred feet away from him in an instant, and at this time, the color of the spirit stick in the stream of light was also exposed, it was a blue spirit stick!

There were blue spirit sticks falling before, but the number was not large. The better the spirit stick, the fewer there were. So far, no purple spirit stick has been seen.

Lu Ye soared into the sky, and reached the distance of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, and grabbed the spirit stick in his hand.

At the same time, a strong wind had hit from the side, and Lu Ye caught a glimpse of a long spear stabbing straight at him.

The Panshan knife was unsheathed, and the fiery red knife light flashed. With a clang, Lu Ye's body exploded and his tiger's mouth was numb.

Lu Ye had not had much contact with Yunhe realm cultivators at the moment, so it was difficult to infer the opponent's accurate cultivation, but judging from the situation of this fight, the opponent was obviously stronger than himself, and conservatively estimated to be a Yunhe fourth or fifth level!

Difficult!

What made Lu Ye feel even more uncomfortable was that he had just stopped when he saw several figures rushing towards him from all directions at the same time.

The blue spirit stick was already very valuable, so it was naturally worth it for these people to fight for it.

Lu Ye weighed the choice between escaping with the stick and diverting the trouble to others. Before those people really approached, he threw the spirit stick in his hand directly, and the direction he threw it was exactly the direction of the monk with a gun who had just attacked him.

The man was quick-witted and grabbed the spirit stick in his hand, but before he could be happy, several monks who were originally running towards Lu Ye rushed towards him. The man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shook his spear and fought with the newcomers.

A moment later, the man's face was bruised and his nose was swollen. He fell from the sky in a mess, and he let out a miserable cry. The blue spirit stick that Lu Ye threw to him had been thrown out by him.

I have to throw it away. If I keep holding it in my hand, I will really die.

When fighting for the spirit stick, unless there is a real grudge, ordinary people will not kill anyone. After all, no one knows which camp the person fighting for the spirit stick belongs to.

Of course, people will die. The monks in the Yunhe Realm are not very old, and the monks have strong blood and qi. It is easy to lose their sense of proportion when fighting.

Seeing the end of this person, Lu Ye secretly thanked himself for his quick action just now. If he wanted to escape with the stick, his end would most likely be the same as that person.

It's a pity that the giant armor is not here.

If the giant armor was here, it would be perfect. This big guy has thick skin and flesh, and is very resistant to beating. A few ordinary monks can't do anything to him. I could have handed the spirit stick to the giant armor just now.

The fight for the spirit stick is still going on, and the four-color cloud in the sky has shrunk by more than half.

Lu Ye made several attempts, but found that it was difficult to grab the spiritual sticks with his current strength. Many people were eyeing the green and blue spiritual sticks. Even if he got them, he couldn't keep them. He could only settle for the next best thing and grab the white ones.

But there were many people who had the same idea as him.

Every time the spiritual sticks were given by heaven, although the white ones were the most numerous, there were also many people competing for them, unless they were lucky enough to get them first.

After returning empty-handed again, Lu Ye looked up at the four-color clouds in the sky, only to see that the colorful clouds had shrunk to only 30% of their original size.

Just as he was paying attention, the colorful clouds shook for a while, and then collapsed, suddenly turning into hundreds of streams of light, scattering in all directions.

This was the last batch of spiritual sticks, and among this batch of spiritual sticks, there were several purple spiritual sticks!

There were nearly twenty blue ones.

The monks were boiling, and those who were confident of their strong strength and fast speed all stared at the purple and blue spiritual sticks.

Although Lu Ye was itching, he still suppressed the impulse in his heart, and this time he was lucky. A green and a white spiritual stick fell near him.

Rushing out, Lu Ye rushed straight towards the green spiritual stick.

At a distance of more than ten feet, he was about to succeed, but a ribbon suddenly attacked from the side. The ribbon was surrounded by spiritual light, and it was a spiritual weapon. The ribbon rolled up and rolled up the two spiritual sticks.

Lu Ye was furious. He had not grabbed a single hair since he made his move. It was not easy to get such a good opportunity, and there were two spiritual sticks. He had to grab one!

As the Panshan knife fell, blood and energy gathered on the right arm holding the knife, and the whole arm swelled.

Flash!

The long knife surrounded by fire fell and chopped on the ribbon. The expected scene of cutting the ribbon with one knife did not appear. After all, this was also a mid-grade spiritual weapon, which was not so easy to damage. Moreover, the characteristic of this spiritual weapon was to overcome hardness with softness.

However, the huge force still knocked down the two spirit sticks rolled up by the ribbon.

Lu Ye was quick-witted and grabbed the green spirit stick in his hand. Just as he was about to grab another one, a delicate jade hand reached out, with five fingers raised, and gently shook the back of Lu Ye's hand. At that moment, Lu Ye felt like he was bitten by a snake.

The back of his hand was painful and extremely red.

A beautiful figure passed by him, and there was an alluring fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

Lu Ye paused and looked up, only to see a charming woman standing not far away. The woman had a ribbon wrapped around her arms. It was the spiritual weapon that rolled up the spirit stick just now. The ribbon was very long, and it was casually wrapped around one arm twice, around the slender waist, and then wrapped around the other arm.

The woman's two forearms were exposed, dazzling white.

At this moment, the woman was holding a white stick, staring at the green stick in Lu Ye's hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "Little brother, let's change one?"

Lu Ye quickly put the green stick into his storage bag.

"Stingy!" The woman pouted, but soon her face changed, and she hurriedly stood beside Lu Ye, posing a fighting posture, with an expression that she would beat anyone who dared to come over, and whispered to Lu Ye: "Cooperation!"

Nothing else, several people have already rushed towards them.

Lu Ye nodded silently, standing side by side with the unknown woman, and the Panshan knife in his hand ignited with flames.

The monks who rushed over couldn't help frowning when they saw this scene.

If the stick that Lu Ye and the woman grabbed was blue or purple, they would definitely not give up, even if the two of them showed a cooperative posture, they might not be able to keep the stick.

But it's just green and white, it's not worth mobilizing so many troops.