Chapter 515: No Dark Silk

Except for the Taoist himself, no matter whether it was a fat monk or a pale-faced monk, they all stared at him blankly, because the thin thread of hair was not only difficult to see with the naked eye, but even the spiritual sense could not help it. spy on its existence.

It has a peculiar name, Wumingsi.

After Ye Tian dodged the sword glow, he suddenly found that one of his wrists was entwined by a huge force. He felt tense at the moment, and saw the changes in the hands of the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows. He immediately looked down at his wrist. .

He saw a silk thread as thin as a gossamer, almost invisible, already wrapped around his wrist, and it was still tightening, gradually drawing a red trace.

Ye Tian immediately understood that the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows used the very rare Wumingsi.

According to the records in "Five Elements Ghost Mandrill Yufu Shu", the Wuming silk comes from the Great Barren Mountains in the west of Yan Kingdom. It is the silk thread spit out by the Longming silkworm living there. It doesn't matter, and the strength is very weak, there is no harm at all.

But the Great Barren Mountain in the west is different. It is full of insects, spirit beasts, and all kinds of weird things. Many monks entered it, but they ended up with a dead end.

As a result, the Great Barren Mountain became a forbidden place for cultivators, so that no one entered it for thousands of years. The Long Ming silkworm living in the Great Barren Mountain has a long lifespan, and it cannot be traced back to many monks, because the Long Ming silkworm will only spit out the non-ming silk once in a hundred years, and it only spits out one foot.

It can be seen from this that Wumingsi is precious.

Ye Tian looked at the hands of the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows, there was at least ten feet of Wuming silk, which was spit out by dragon silkworms more than a thousand years old, such treasures were used to kill people silently.

"What are you waiting for, this person has already been restrained by me with the Wuming silk, and now I have taken Ye Tian's life. As for the treasures on his body, how about dividing them into three?" The Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows , the spell in his hand changed again, but the Wuming silk on Ye Tian's wrist continued to tighten.

He didn't understand that the Wuming silk was a silk thread comparable to a middle-grade magic weapon, and it could be directly used to trap the enemy after only a few sacrifices.

Originally, the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows wanted to trap Ye Tian's neck, but considering Ye Tian's caution, it was difficult to catch him by surprise, so he let Wu Mingsi hold Ye Tian's hand.

He wanted to use Wumingsi to destroy one of Ye Tian's hands, so that it would be much easier for the three of them to deal with Ye Tian together. What he didn't expect was that the Wumingsi, which could barely cut even a top-grade magic weapon, couldn't cut Ye Tian's skin.

Could it be that Ye Tian's skin has reached the level of a top-grade defensive magic weapon?

Thinking about it this way, the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows was really startled. He has practiced for hundreds of years, and many things happened between life and death. Even the ten-foot Wumingsi in his hand was in an ancient cave. found in .

But just like this, he who has practiced for hundreds of years is only in the late stage of alchemy, and the day when he breaks the alchemy and becomes a baby is still far away. On the other hand, Ye Tian was already in the early stage of alchemy at a young age, and his physical strength was comparable to his current cultivation.

This kind of cultivation speed is really an amazing talent in the world.

Although the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows has a heart of love for talents, he also understands that the way of practice is like this. If Ye Tian is let go today, tomorrow he will meet others who will compete for his treasures. Instead of letting him give the treasure to others, it's better to do it yourself first.

The other two took a deep look at the Taoist with a mole between his brows, and like Ye Tian, ​​they did not expect that this ugly guy would have such a precious thing as Wumingsi.

At the same time as the two shot, they deliberately backed away, keeping a distance from the Taoist with the mole between their eyebrows.

The Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows seemed to be used to what others thought of him, and the spell in his hand continued to change, and the Wuming thread wrapped around Ye Tian's hand was deeply tightened in his flesh, and he did not move at all.

Seeing the pale-faced cultivator who had lost five bone needles, he immediately took out a small white flag from the storage bag. On the top of the flag was inlaid a strange-looking skull and animal head, which vaguely contained a soul. It is obviously a rare magic weapon.

The small white flag rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a bone bird with its wings spread ten feet wide. The white bones all over its body exuded a prehistoric aura.

"This is the ancient bone stork. No, it only looks similar, but its momentum is obviously too different." The obese monk looked at the figure of the bone bird, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

The ancient bone stork is a strange beast with the strength of a nascent soul from birth.

The ancient bone stork in front of me is exactly the same as the ancient bone stork in the records except that it has huge wings, a thin body and curved and pointed lips. In addition to these, the ancient bone stork transformed into a white flag exudes His imposing manner was somewhat weaker than his tiger-headed broadsword.

The ancient bone stork fluttered in the air with a pair of bone wings, and swooped towards Ye Tian.

The huge bone wings were very flexible, and they slapped vigorously towards Ye Tian who was standing in the air. A violent storm shot up from the ground and rolled towards Ye Tian directly.

The trees, flowers and plants on the ground were so weak in the face of this violent storm, they were all uprooted, mixed with each other and flew into the storm, turning into dust in an instant. The storm rolled towards Ye Tian, ​​and even the Taoist who was closest to Ye Tian with a mole between his eyebrows couldn't help but retreat a mile.

A violent storm fell on Ye Tian's body and raged past. The strong wind slammed on Ye Tian's body, but it was just like a child's teasing and tickling, which was nothing more than imposing.

Ye Tian stood in the storm, the spell in his hand stopped changing, and the Qingjue Cloud Chongjian immediately divided into one hundred and eight small blue swords, turning into a piece of blue sword light, soaring into the sky and disappearing above the clouds in an instant.

"What does he want?"

The obese monk saw one hundred and eight cyan swords flying high into the sky, and couldn't think of what Ye Tian was going to do for a while, but he had already clenched the tiger-headed broadsword in his hand in order to prevent himself from being attacked by the small cyan sword.

The pale-faced cultivator glanced at the small blue sword that disappeared in the sky, and then the formula changed, and he saw the ancient bone stork in the air open its sharp mouth, directly trying to swallow Ye Tian into its belly.

At this moment, the blue light in the sky flashed away.

The one hundred and eight small cyan swords that disappeared just now are falling at a faster speed, and they are scattered in the normal space of the ancient bone stork, exuding a spiritual force and oppressing the ancient bone stork to be unable to move.

Seeing this scene, the pale-faced cultivator immediately became even uglier, and his whole face became bloodless.

One hundred and eight small blue swords fell on the body of the ancient bone stork respectively, creating a huge pressure, causing the huge body of the ancient bone stork to rush directly to the ground, with fifty small blue swords inserted on a pair of bone wings. The sword, the place where the bone wing and the body are connected, are broken because of the distance.

"boom!"

The body of the ancient bone stork fell to the ground forcefully, creating a layer of smoke and dust as high as tens of meters. Not only that, but a deep pit completely similar to the ancient bone stork appeared on the ground, which was more than ten feet deep.

The severely damaged ancient bone stork completely lost its prehistoric aura. One hundred and eight small cyan swords shot up into the sky again, turned into a Qingjue Chongyun Sword and returned to Ye Tian, ​​floating quietly.

"puff"

The pale-faced cultivator immediately spit out a mouthful of blood because the ancient bone stork was damaged.

His face became pale and bloodless, and when the broken ancient bone stork on the ground turned into a broken white flag and returned to his hand, it immediately turned into a ray of light and flew towards the city of Yan Kingdom.

Just when he was about to leave, Qing Jue Chongyun Sword had already split thirty-six small blue swords, including two small blue swords. The blue light flashed away and rushed directly towards the pale-faced cultivator. .

"Fellow Daoist, save me!"

The pale-faced cultivator had just finished speaking when a small blue sword pierced his body, followed by another small blue sword that pierced his dantian.

Ye Tian would not let him leave, he had already appeared next to his body in a flash, and beckoned to take away the storage bag. At this time, the obese monk looked gloomy at the seventeen small blue swords coming towards him, and he held the tiger-headed broadsword tightly with both hands, but he still didn't make a move in the end.

As for the Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows, he hid in the distance and watched the alchemy cultivator die under Ye Tian's Qing Jue Chongyun Sword, his eyes were calm and without any waves.

Ye Tian stood in the air, looking at the obese monk and the Taoist with a mole on the center of his brow, the spells in his hands changed, and he saw the seventeen small blue swords surrounding the two, turning into blue light and rushing directly towards them .

The obese monk swung the tiger-headed broadsword in his hand suddenly, and a majestic sword glow directly blocked him from the small blue swords, easily blocking the attacks of the seventeen small blue swords.

The Taoist with a mole between his eyebrows was not bad either, he quickly changed his hands, and then he stood there watching the seventeen small blue swords rushing towards him. As a result, the seventeen small blue swords were all crushed by an invisible force. block down.

Both Ye Tian and the obese monk knew that there seemed to be nothing around the Taoist with the mole between his eyebrows. In fact, he blocked all the attacks of the small blue sword because he used Wumingsi.

Qingjue Chongyunjian failed to attack, and finally returned to Ye Tian's side.

The obese monk glanced at Ye Tian, ​​turned around and flew back to the city with some unwillingness, and at this moment, the ghost Taoist, who had been keeping tens of miles away from the city, flew to the other side of Ye Tian, ​​and Ye Tianhe Taoists with a mole between their eyebrows form a triangle formation.

"Fellow Taoist, why don't we join hands and share the things we get 50-50." The ghost Taoist looked at the Taoist priest with a mole between his eyebrows, and suggested.

"It's a good suggestion, but you need to have the capital to do it." The Taoist priest with a mole between his eyebrows has heard some news about the ghost Taoist, but he has never seen the real strength of the ghost Taoist. If the other party is in the way, this kind of help is reserved. What's the use?

"Fellow Taoist said it is true." The Taoist ghost nodded slowly, and the spell in his hand was over.

I saw the black ghost figure separated from Gui Daoist's body, standing calmly beside him, the aura he exuded had obviously reached the strength of the alchemy stage.