Chapter 1264 Fake, Fake, Fake

Although this cultivator in the early days of False God was bounced away by the golden ball of light, no one pays attention to him now. All people are staring at the seven transparent golden light spheres, as long as they get any of the things in these seven light spheres, it will be a great fortune. Don't talk about these things about False God cultivator, even if the True Transformation cultivator comes, he will drool.

Ye Mo heard heavy gasps around him, and he understood that the next step would be bleeding.

The cultivator in the late stage of the False God woke up. He stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, there is a senior here. We let him choose three items, and then choose half of the fourth item, and the rest Give us points, do you have any comments?"

No one answered.

Obviously, no one agrees with the opinion of the late False God. Although Ye Moxiu is high, he is only a condensed body monk at most. If there are more than a dozen False God monks here, if they are in partnership, they may not necessarily be his opponents. The most important thing is that the things inside these seven golden light spheres are too shocking. Who would give up these things to others?

But at this moment, almost all the monks left Ye Mo, and stared at Ye Mo cautiously. They prevented Ye Mo from killing each other, so they stepped aside.

Ye Mo smiled lightly, but didn't move at all, and the eyes of the three cauldron riders also showed fanaticism, and they didn't move either. I have seen so many worlds, and no one else will move, how can he move? Three late stage monks and more than a dozen Void God monks besieged him, Ye Mo was really not afraid. It's just that he was afraid that if he didn't take good care of Su Jingwen, the loss would outweigh the gain.

"Hahahaha..." A hoarse voice laughed and said, "Here are seven balls of light. I want five of them."

After the voice finished speaking, he was about to reach out to grab the things inside the ball of light.

What everyone saw was only a late-stage False God cultivator, and several False God cultivators moved closer, offering magic weapons one after another to stop this late-stage False God cultivator.

However, the cultivator in the later stage of the Void God didn't even sacrifice the magic weapon, he just made a few gestures at random, and the few Void God cultivators who wanted to stop him were immediately enveloped by his condensed gestures.

After a while, everyone only heard a few 'crack' sounds, and the False God cultivators who wanted to stop him were thrown far away by him and hit the stone wall. It's just that these False God monks have all had their necks broken at this time. Already out of breath.

Many monks who were attracted by the seven golden light spheres just now gasped after seeing this scene. Everyone understood that this late-stage False God cultivator who pinched someone's neck at random just now had absolutely concealed his cultivation. This kind of understatement killed several False God monks. It is obvious that it has been condensed or even cultivated by a tripod.

No one spoke, and many monks who wanted to speak all stared at Ye Mo, because only Ye Mo had the highest cultivation level here. Now there is another monk pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Obviously, the main battle will happen between these two monks.

Those False God monks who were still fanatical and excited calmed down. The things here are good, but whether they can get their turn to occupy them is another matter. In other words, it's not their turn at all. There are two monks who are above the condensed body, so how can there be a Void God monk?

Ye Mo noticed that Xiao Yi and Zhou Yushuang's master hadn't moved yet. Obviously, the two of them also recognized this cultivator pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The monk who pretended to be the late False God no longer pretended to be. The momentum on his body skyrocketed. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the ninth floor of Chengding. Facing so many heaven-defying things at this moment, he has to get them no matter what, and there is no point in pretending any longer.

Except for Ye Mo's expressionless expression, Zhou Yushuang's master and Xiao Yi both showed seriousness and surprise in their eyes, obviously they didn't expect anyone to pretend to be like them. To them. The more monks riding the tripod, the less beneficial it is.

The cultivator on the ninth floor of the tripod who exposed his cultivation walked up to Ye Mo and clasped his fists slightly, saying: "My friend, your cultivation base on the seventh floor of the tripod is considered to be in the late stage of the tripod. Here are seven golden light spheres. I want five One, I'll give you two, you shouldn't have any objection to this distribution, right?"

Ye Mo sneered inwardly, a mere nine-story monk riding a cauldron, who could be killed by himself at any time, even boasted that he wanted to divide it into five light spheres. And he also regards other monks as air, as if they don't exist.

But Ye Mo knew that now is far from the time for the light sphere, so he said calmly: "If you want the light sphere, please do it, don't ask me."

Upon hearing Ye Mo's words, the Riding Cauldron cultivator immediately showed Ye Mo's very knowledgeable expression. Obviously, in his opinion, Ye Mo was very afraid of him after knowing that he was on the ninth floor of the Riding Cauldron, so he gave the light ball to himself.

He nodded and said, "Very good."

After speaking, he went straight to the fifth light sphere, obviously the first one he took a fancy to was the fairy-level first-grade kung fu book. Ye Mo noticed Zhou Yushuang's master and found that when he saw the cultivator walking towards the fifth light sphere, the real energy around him slowly gathered. Ye Mo secretly smiled, he knew that Zhou Yushuang's master was about to make a move.

To be honest, this first-grade fairy-level exercise is not attractive to Ye Mo at all. The most attractive thing to him is the seventh light sphere, the three crystals surrounded by spiritual energy.

"Boom..." The tripod monk's hand grasped the golden ball of light, and his true energy collided with the protective shield on the golden light ball, making a dull sound.

The monk on the ninth floor of the tripod groaned when he was hit by the shield of the golden light ball at the same time, and retreated a few steps away. Seeing this situation, Zhou Yushuang's master stopped thinking about doing something.

But Ye Mo didn't care about the monk Chengding who was knocked away by the golden light ball, he just looked at the fairy-level first-grade exercise in the golden light ball in horror, and after a while, he was speechless for a while.

When the monk Chengding caught the golden light ball just now, the golden light ball cracked a little crack, and Ye Mo's consciousness could transform into form, and his consciousness attacked through the crack in an instant. Then he saw clearly that the immortal-level first-grade exercise book was nothing more than an illusion, that is to say, it was fake.

Ye Mo once again looked at the first to seventh light spheres one by one. Except for the spirituality of the three spars in the seventh light sphere, the things in the remaining light spheres, Ye Mo Mo looked more and more like a fake.

"It's amazing." The cauldron rider stepped back a few steps, and then looked at the light spheres in front of him, and said in surprise.

After speaking, he looked at Ye Mo again, obviously wanting to join forces with Ye Mo to attack the ball of light.

Ye Mo chuckled and said, "I'll take a look."

After speaking, Ye Mo walked towards the first light sphere, and reached out to grab it like the monk who was riding the cauldron. No one knew that his grab was just to let his consciousness enter the light sphere, and he didn't really want to grab the things inside the light sphere.

"Bang" was another soft sound. What surprised everyone was that after Ye Mo's grab, there was only a soft sound, but he himself was not bounced away by the light ball. The people around quickly understood what was going on. It was obvious that Ye Mo's true energy was not as good as that cultivator just now, because the sound of his grasping was much lower.

Only Ye Mo knew what was going on, as soon as his consciousness entered the light sphere, he immediately checked the things inside the light sphere, three top-quality real weapons and fake ones. Three copies of Heavenly Grade 7 exercises, fake.

Ye Mo frowned, didn't stop, and continued to walk towards the second ball of light, reaching out and grabbing it. But as he looked at the light spheres one by one, he found that they were all one word, false, false, false.

Everyone watched Ye Mo touch the light ball one by one, no one knew what he was doing.

On the contrary, the ninth-floor monk who had just been bounced off by the light ball frowned, then clasped his fists to Ye Mo and said: "My friend, there is no way for you to go on like this. There must be no way to open the light ball like this. I mean Yes, it’s better for the two of us to work together. If the two of us can open these balls of light, I’m willing to take out another ball of light, what do you think?”

Ye Mo shook his head secretly in his heart, although there are all False God cultivators here, or it seems that they are all False God cultivators. But the monk on the ninth floor of the tripod has broken a taboo by saying this. Not only do he regard other monks as air, but he also eats alone.

In Ye Mo's view, even if these False God cultivators are not worth mentioning, if you don't need them or don't need them, it's not necessarily a bad thing to share them with others. Of course, Ye Mo would not remind this kind of thing, that monk Chengding is a ruthless character. Just now, he broke the necks of several False God cultivators. They are definitely bloodthirsty.

Ye Mo looked back at the cauldron rider and said, "I'll try again, if it doesn't work, let's talk."

After finishing speaking, Ye Mo stretched out his hand to pat on the last ball of light again, and there was another muffled sound of 'bang', Ye Mo swept in immediately after his divine consciousness took shape. In an instant, Ye Mo was overwhelmed with surprise. The three spars in this light ball are all real, and the aura is definitely not at the level of spirit crystals.

His consciousness just turned around on the three crystals, and he felt an extremely comfortable feeling. Ye Mo forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, withdrew his consciousness, walked to the side, and clasped his fists at the cultivator on the ninth floor of the cauldron and said: "I tried it just now, and these light spheres are very strong, only the last one I feel that there is still some hope. So I only want the last light sphere, and I know that the rest of the light spheres cannot be opened with my ability."

"Really?" The cauldron rider didn't wait for Ye Mo to finish speaking, he reached out and grabbed the last ball of light, but it was the same as before. After a muffled sound of "bang", his hand was immediately bounced away, and then was ejected several steps away by the defensive mask on the light ball.

The cauldron rider frowned, looked at Ye Mo coldly and said, "Didn't you just say that the last ball of light is looser?"

(Third update!)

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