After eating the 'Bamboo Shoot Yi Dan', Ye Mo didn't have time to look at the situation outside, and directly locked the 'Fog Lotus Heart Fire' that he had just refined. At this time, the 'Fog Lotus Heart Fire' had been completely refined by Ye Mo, turning into the size of a bean grain, and quietly suspended above Ye Mo's dantian.

Ye Mo's heart moved, and an orange flame with a white mist appeared on his fingers. That flame seemed gentle and demure at this time, completely devoid of the tyranny that was about to burn Ye Mo to death just now, and even danced among Ye Mo's fingers like a trace of cotton.

Ye Mo put away the 'Fog Lotus Heart Fire' with satisfaction, and then began to check the situation on his body. Just now, under the attack of 'Fog Lotus Heart Fire' and 'Winter Solstice', he was completely skinless, not only was his body completely charred, but even his hair had turned into flying ashes.

There is no 'Lotus Life Pill' anymore, but Ye Mo is not in a hurry, he is now an alchemist, and there are many healing pills. After swallowing a few 'Fuzhen Pills', I took a bath with Qing Shui Jue, and then took out a set of clean clothes to change into. Zuihou stroked his scorched hair, and he simply shaved his head.

After all of this was done, Ye Mo had the energy to check his monitoring formation.

With a "boom", Ye Mo had just paid attention to his divine sense in his monitoring formation, and a sharp noise shook his monitoring formation.

He discovered through the monitoring formation that there was not one person who came, a black-faced monk standing in the middle of the long mound. This black-faced monk had very short hair, but there was a black mole on his face, and his face was extremely cold, and Ye Mo felt an uncomfortable feeling welling up in his heart when he saw it.

Ye Mo forcibly expelled the uncomfortable feeling, and had already confirmed in his heart that this black-faced monk was the guy who came over in a flying car. And Ye Mo was sure that this guy's cultivation should be more than the Yuan Infant Stage, and it was very likely that this was a Void God Cultivator.

He could feel uncomfortable by monitoring the formation, and once he faced this monk, Ye Mo was even thinking that this guy was relying on his momentum, and he could even make him have no way to fight against him.

Opposite the black-faced monk was a thin old man, who had a white face and beard, and his hair was equally white. The old man squinted his eyes, as if he was harmless to humans and animals. But Ye Mo felt that this old man was the same as the guy with the black face, and it was also extremely dangerous.

The two of them were dozens of meters apart, and there was a ravine more than ten meters deep between the two, Ye Mo estimated that this ravine was made by the two of them just now.

"Sima Zhu'er, I haven't seen you for decades, and you are already in the middle stage of the void god, which is beyond my expectations." There was not a trace of expression on the black-faced monk's grim face, and even his words did not feel like they were coming from his mouth.

The skinny bearded old man smiled and said, "Each other." Tong Wusheng, are you not the same as the middle stage of the void god? ”

"Sima Zhu. Without further ado, what about things? The black-faced Tong Wusheng still said coldly without expression.

The skinny old man snorted coldly, took out half of the broken book, put it in the palm of his hand, and said, "Of course I brought something." Now that I'm here, where are your things? ”

Tong Wusheng saw Sima Zhu take out half of the book, and there was a trace of heat in his eyes. At the same time, his hand moved, and half of the mutilated book appeared in his palm.

Both of them looked at the half of the broken books in each other's hands hotly, but they both smiled, and then each took out a jade box and put the broken book in. After the two put the mutilated book into the jade box, they did not speak, but walked thousands of meters away at the same time, arranged a defensive prohibition together, and then put the jade box into the prohibition.

Ye Mo clearly noticed that the two jade boxes were also full of prohibitions, which meant that even if the other party grabbed the jade box. The person who arranges the prohibition only needs one thought, and he can turn the jade box and all the contents of the jade box into nothingness. As for the common defensive prohibition outside the jade box, Ye Mo estimated that this should be the two of them going to war, to prevent the jade box from being damaged by the fight.

After listening to the words of the two of them, as well as the actions of the two of them, Ye Mo roughly guessed some reasons, it should be that these two Void God Cultivators got the same ancient book. Zuihou two scramble. This ancient book became two halves, and in order to make this ancient book one, the two decided to belong through a competition.

It's just that I don't know how long these two guys have been fighting, but the two Void God Monks are fighting for a book, and Ye Mo can casually guess that this book is not simple.

At this time, Ye Mo also understood that the black-faced monk Weishenme was going to arrange a hidden trap formation and several attack formations. The black-faced Tong Wusheng was probably afraid that he was not Sima Zhu's opponent, so he arranged a formation to help. Sure enough, I was prepared.

"Surnamed Tong, I hope you won't let me down this time." After the white-haired old man Sima Zhu said with a sneer, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, and with a wave of his hand, a black mist appeared. This mist turned into the size of a few zhang square circles in an instant, and it shrouded Tong Wusheng head-on.

Moreover, this black mist is full of spirituality, not only is it very fast, but it can also automatically expand and transfer according to Tong Wusheng's location.

Ye Mo carefully passed through the monitoring formation before he recognized that the mist was actually a netted magic weapon, and it was a real weapon. Ye Mo had never seen a void god master against an enemy, but that didn't mean he didn't have vision. The power of this net-like magic weapon must have gone beyond the scope of a spiritual weapon, and it must be a real weapon.

Although Ye Mo was through the monitoring formation, he couldn't feel the strong True Yuan fluctuations, but from the scene, he could see that this Sima Zhu's black net was definitely not simple. Because the black net gave Ye Mo a little weird, and even a little as cold as Tong Wusheng's face.

Let Ye Mo have an illusion, he even felt that the power of this eerie black net of Sima Zhu in the long tomb mound seemed to be greater, if this was really the case, that Tong Wusheng weishenme would still agree to duel here?

Ye Mo paid for himself If he Yujian this black net, he would not be able to think of a way to haode at all except to escape.

Just as Ye Mo was about to see how Tong Wusheng dealt with this black net, the robe on the outside of Tong Wusheng's body actually swelled. His eyes turned blood-red, and his hands continued to play spells, and almost instantly, dozens of flying swords flew out of his robe, and these flying swords quickly turned into a jianzhen, directly facing Sima Zhu's Black Mist Net.

That's not all, in addition to these dozens of flying swords, Tong Wusheng's robe still has a steady stream of flying swords flying out, as if the flying swords in his robe will never fly out.

After several loud bang......s, Tong Wusheng's flying sword and Sima Zhu's black net were entangled together, flying away countless dry bones on the ground, but those dry bones quickly turned into flying ashes under the agitation of the two people's true yuan.

Such a great power, Ye Mo secretly marveled in his heart.

"Sima Zhu, you are so scheming, you actually got a Netherworld Artifact, no wonder you chose the place of Long Tomb Mound to divide the winner." Tong Wusheng saw that his jianzhen had no choice but Sima Zhu, and said sarcastically.

The thin Sima Zhu sneered disdainfully: "Tong Wusheng, you are not a noble person, the trapped and killing array on the edge of this long mound should have been arranged by you." It's a pity, after all these years, your formation level has not improved in the slightest, which makes me really disappointed. ”

Ye Mo listened to the words of these two guys, and was speechless for a moment, none of these two guys had a good relationship with. However, since the formation arranged by this Tong Wusheng has been seen by Sima Zhu, it should not have any effect.

It's just that Ye Mo is puzzled, according to Tong Wusheng's understanding of Sima Zhu, he shouldn't use the formation that Sima Zhu can see as a help. It was definitely not the first time that the two had fought, although the several formations arranged by Tong Wusheng were hidden, why did he think that Sima Zhu couldn't see his formations?

Ye Mo stared at Tong Wusheng with attention, and sure enough, he found that Tong Wusheng's face immediately changed after hearing Sima Zhu's words. It seems that he didn't expect his formation to be seen by Sima Zhu, so it won't play the role of a sneak attack at all.

Perhaps because his formation was seen by Sima Zhu, Tong Wusheng's face was very ugly, and at the same time, he even urged Jian Zhen to besiege Sima Zhu's underworld net. It seems that because his secret tactics have been discovered, he has not urged his trapped formation and killing formation. And Ye Mo found that the Netherworld was really like a fish in water in the Long Tomb Mound, and it had a slight upper hand.

No, Ye Mo always felt that something was missing from his thoughts, Tong Wusheng couldn't be so naïve, using this siege formation and attack formation to deal with a void god master like Sima Zhu who knew the formation. Maybe he knew before he arranged the formation that this formation would definitely not be hidden from Sima Zhu.

But since he can't hide it from Sima Zhu, he still has to arrange such a formation? Ye Mo was puzzled and found that the place where Sima Zhu and Tong Wusheng were fighting had become gray, even if he had a monitoring formation, he couldn't see how these two people were fighting.

Ye Mo controlled the monitoring formation and checked the several formations arranged by Tong Wusheng again, he already had a suspicion, these formations arranged by Tong Wusheng were not to deal with Sima Zhu at all.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ye Mo to see that something was wrong. These formations turned out to be even more clever than he imagined, one trapped formation, three killing formations.

The outermost killing array was hidden in it, and once Tong Wusheng triggered the outermost killing array and attacked Sima Zhu, the remaining three formations would immediately change the formation. Instead, it became a stacked kill array and a diversion trap array.

The superimposed killing array can still deal with Sima Zhu, but the transfer of the trapped array can actually transfer the two jade boxes on one side to his hands in an instant.

Ye Mo suddenly realized that Tong Wusheng had arranged these four formations, not to deal with Sima Zhu, but to snatch away Sima Zhu's half of the mutilated book. Since he dared to do this, he should have a way to stop Sima Zhu from destroying the books.

It's just that I don't know if the white-haired little old man Sima Zhu also saw this, Ye Mo was actually a little expectant.

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