In the carriage, Ye Ming sat cross-legged, and arcs of thick fingers on his body were constantly hovering. Gradually, these small arcs seemed to retreat and all rushed into his body.

"Late stage of Lingyun..."

Ye Ming opened his eyes and smiled on his face. When he reached the late stage of Lingyun, he seemed to be natural. His current strength should have changed like a leap.

The strength of the whole body reaches 5,000, which is the advantage brought by "Thunder Cicada Art". In addition, the area of ​​Dantian Lingyun has expanded by one third, and it undoubtedly doubles in terms of durability and the power of spiritual skills.

With the Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, hundreds of images are rushing, Ye Ming is confident, and cultivators of the same level are not worth worrying. Even with the Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, Lingyun can be defeated at the peak. After all, not many people can control the Xuan-level spiritual skills.

This is also invincible in the half-legged Lingyun realm!

If you use the trump card killing move "Thunder Cicada", you should be able to defeat the early stage of the Spirit Sea, and you can even have the power of a battle in the middle stage of the Spirit Sea. Of course, this is just an assessment. You have to fight before you know that the spiritual sea cultivator has an advantage, and that is standing in the air.

If the other party escapes into the air and cannot hit people, then everything is nonsense!

Continuously evaluating, Ye Ming nodded with satisfaction. He took out the catalog and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Uh, this prodigal son has sprouted?"

I saw the page of the ghost dandelion in the catalog, which emitted a faint light at this moment. A seedling-like object appeared in it. It felt like a painting. Of course, what was even more magical is that the painting seemed to move, and the two small leaves of the seedling were swaying slightly.

"Brother, Xiao Pu is hungry!"

Meanwhile, a little girl's voice came from the catalogue!

"Well!?"

Ye Ming was startled and almost threw away the picture catalog. When did this guy speak? But soon he suppressed his surprise and looked at him with his chin.

"Brother, Xiao Pu is so hungry!"

The seedlings were still shaking the little leaves, saying pitifully, and this scene fell into Ye Ming's eyes. He seemed to have an illusion that a little girl, five or six years old, was looking at him with her little finger in her mouth.

"It's really a trouble!"

Ye Ming took the lead. If he guessed correctly, the little guy said he was hungry and he probably wanted to eat Yuanshi! He quickly took out a large amount of Yuanshi and slowly stuffed it into the catalog.

Yuanshi seemed to sink into the sea. After entering the catalog, it suddenly turned into light and surrounded the seedlings. At the same time, the two small leaves of the seedlings waved, and it felt like a child clapping his palms excitedly.

Ye Ming's face gradually darkened. He kept stuffing Yuan stones, but the seedlings were still not satisfied. Before he knew it, he actually scored 20,000 yuan in stones.

The young girl stopped waving Xiaoyezi: "Brother, Xiao Pu is full and wants to sleep now!"

"Eat enough and sleep...a ​​high-end enjoyment!"

Ye Ming's mouth trembled and he was stunned for a long time. He only had 30,000 yuan in stone storage. In the blink of an eye, this little guy ate 20,000 yuan. And this was only the second time. Who can guarantee how much he would eat next time?

"It's so troublesome!"

...........

The escort team was still moving forward and encountered several waves of attacks from monsters on the way. However, the escort team was experienced, so most of them were in danger. In the carriage, Ye Ming, who was watching all this, was a little admired.

Although those monsters are not strong, many of them have magical means, such as poisons, release traps, etc. If you walk alone, even if you can escape these crises, time will definitely be consumed.

Sure enough, following the experienced escort team, there are much less trouble.

At night, everything is quiet!

The creatures and plants that cannot be seen in the red clay mountains seem to be abandoned by the world.

In the sky, it was hazy, as if covered by mysterious clouds. But what is strange is that a huge full moon is clearly visible, and the strange moonlight sprinkles across the mountains, making the mountains even more weird.

On the top of a mountain, several fires stood tall, each of which gathered ten people, and were resting at this moment.

"Did you see that? The clouds and mist cover the entire foggy forest, which spreads out from the foggy river. Even if the spiritual sea monk walks in the air, as long as he touches the clouds and mist, he will lose his direction and cannot even distinguish the world. He will eventually live in the clouds and mists and die of exhaustion!"

Sitting around the fire, Leng Lao looked up at the top and said.

Beside him, Ye Ming also looked up: "As rumored, if you want to fly through the foggy forest, only a cultivator in the Human Realm can do it!"

Old Leng nodded: "Well, the cultivators in the human world have resonated with the heaven and earth. Even if they are blocked by fog, they can still sense the heaven and earth through the fog, so the fog cannot stop them!"

Next to the side, Yang Tiancheng and others also listened quietly. Xiao Yue glanced at Ye Ming with some disdain. As Leng said before, any monk with some common sense knew it. It was obvious that the young man was indeed a rich young man. He was the first time he came to the Mist Forest and knew nothing.

"The human face realm! There is no south of the foggy forest, and it is all gathered in the direction of di du. It is the world of the strong. The only disciples of the three major academies who are expected to reach the human face realm are the disciples of the three major academies!"

When talking about the human world, Yang Chuxia's eyes were a little hot, saying, "This is the realm that every monk yearns for."

"Miss Yang, you are too proud of the disciples of the academy. As far as I know, the top disciples of the academy are even weaker than you. Those disciples only know how to practice, not fight, and look at them but not useful!" Xiao Yue laughed at him.

"This may not be necessary. Anyway, the elders of the academy are experienced and more comprehensive in teaching disciples. It is said that this time the disciples of the academy have put a lot of effort into destroying Heilong City!" Yang Chuxia frowned. She knew that Xiao Yue had reached the late stage of Lingyun at a young age, and she felt a little arrogant in her heart, so she looked down on the academy disciples.

Xiao Yue shook his head disdainfully: "The elder of the Academy? A guy who seeks fame and reputation, the three major academies south of the Misty Forest, are all selling dog meat with sheep's heads. Otherwise, why is the Ninth Court ranked at the bottom?"

"What you said is too decisive!"

At this moment, a faint voice came, it was Ye Ming. For him, it was better to do less than go out to experience. However, the young man laughed at the academy and felt a little unhappy. After all, Gantang academy was tantamount to Ye Ming.

Who can resist the family being ridiculed?

"Young Master Ye should be a disciple of a certain academy! No wonder... The disciples of the academy are all rich young men. They also hire escort teams to guard them when they go out to practice. Anyway, this is not the first time I have met them."

Xiao Yue was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head: "It's a pity that some things are not spoken by mouth. Strength is everything. I wonder what level has Xiaoyou Ye reached now?"

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere quietly quieted beside the fire. Some big men in the escort team smiled and drank wine, and their eyes were joking. The escort team wandered around life and death all year round, so they were straightforward. If there was anything they couldn't talk about, then speak with their strength.

Strength represents everything!

Of course, they looked down on the young masters of the family who only know how to say and can't be.

"What realm I am in? It doesn't matter. You seem to be just the realm of Lingyun. There are many people in the three major academies who can defeat you!"

Throwing a firewood into the fire, Ye Ming saw Xiao Yue at the corner of his eyes.

"How about you being so confident?"

Xiao Yue shook his head and smiled. He was also a little unhappy when a sixteen-year-old boy complained. Did this boy think this is his home? He acted recklessly and spoke wildly?

"Xiao Yue, don't do anything randomly, he is a guest of the escort team!"

Yang Chuxia quickly stopped him and looked at Ye Ming in surprise. She remembered that the boy was less talking and gentle. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was involved in the academy, the boy immediately stood up.

Seeing the two of them facing each other, Yang Tiancheng, the chief escort leader, remained silent. As for Mr. Leng, he smiled strangely. Such small-scale quarrels are common in the escort team, and they are used to it!

In silence, the two were about to say something, but at this moment, their brows frowned, and they faintly noticed a strange atmosphere, and subconsciously looked in the same direction.

"Be careful, there is a situation!"

Yang Tiancheng shouted softly, paying attention to the surroundings with his ears.
Chapter completed!