Chapter 445: Snatching the Spiritual Lottery

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

With Lu Ye as the center, within a radius of ten miles, hundreds of monks stood scattered, waiting in full force, all of them gearing up.

Some monks were only focusing on the colorful clouds, while others were silently observing the surroundings, as if they wanted to see if there were any strong competitors, and some monks gathered together in twos and threes, whispering, looking at the posture, about It is a temporary alliance.

Under the eyes of everyone, several streamers of light suddenly swept out from the colorful clouds above, and there was something vaguely hidden in the streamers.

Lu Ye immediately used his eyesight, but even if he looked at the streamer for the first time, he couldn't see what the things in the streamer looked like.

The stream of light that swept out from the colorful clouds reached a place hundreds of feet above the ground almost in an instant.

Lu Ye was secretly startled. The intelligence said it was correct. If you were too close to the colorful clouds at this time, it would be really dangerous. This kind of speed cannot be avoided by monks in the Cloud River Realm. Once you are hit by the streamer, you will be extremely It is possible to collide with each other.

At the position of a hundred feet above the ground, the speed of the streams of light suddenly decreased greatly. At the same time, the things inside the streams of light also revealed their true contents. Each stream of light was wrapped with a finger length, one inch wide, The thick and narrow spiritual stick looks like it was carved from a piece of jade. .

Four of the sticks are white and one is green.

Even if there are monks who are closer to these spiritual sticks, they fly out and meet those spiritual sticks.

The first batch of spiritual sticks that fell was only five, but there were more than a dozen monks who flew out. If you are lucky, you will get a spiritual stick directly. No one will fight for it. With a spiritual stick, they fought on the spot.

Especially the green spirit stick, with five or six pairs of eyes staring at it, hitting it most fiercely.

Lu Ye didn't move, mainly because the spiritual sticks were a little far away from his position, even if he flew over, there would be too little time.

But looking at the fighting posture of those people, it is obvious that they have reservations.

None of the monks gathered here revealed their camp affiliation, so once a battle broke out, each other's opponents might be from the opposing camp or from their own camp. This is unavoidable.

It was only then that Lu Ye felt for the first time that the belonging of the camp was not so obvious.

Unlike him on the Lingxi battlefield, there will be almost no conflicts between monks belonging to the same camp.

The cultivators vying for the spirit sticks hadn't decided the winner yet, and more than a dozen streamers of light swept out from the colorful clouds, and the number of green spirit sticks falling down this time was obviously a few more.

More monks rushed out and joined the fight.

As time went by, batches of spiritual sticks continued to fall among the colorful clouds, and the land with a radius of ten miles became lively and boiling like a stream of hot oil sprinkled with salt.

The cultivators kept a close eye on their targets, and whenever the spiritual sticks that were close to them fell, they would fly out to snatch them, causing confusion everywhere.

Lu Ye stood innocently on the small hill without moving. It wasn't that he didn't want to snatch the spirit sticks, but his luck seemed to be bad. None of the spirit sticks falling from the colorful clouds was very close to him. One of them floated three miles away.

Gradually, Lu Ye understood a little bit.

The position directly below the colorful cloud does not seem to have any magic signs falling down, just like opening an umbrella on a rainy day, the position under the umbrella has no raindrops, and the raindrops have all fallen from the edge of the umbrella.

Just as Lu Ye was considering whether to change positions, another batch of spiritual lottery fell.

This time, there were a lot of spiritual sticks, hundreds of them, and one of them was facing his direction.

Lu Ye was so moved that after waiting for a long time, it was finally time to make a move.

Liu Guang was only a hundred feet away from him in an instant, and at this moment, the color of the magic stick in Liu Guang was also exposed, it was a blue magic stick!

There were also blue spirit sticks dropped before, but the number was not too many, the better the spirit sticks, the fewer the number, and I haven't seen purple spirit sticks so far.

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

At the same time, a gust of wind had struck from the side, and out of the corner of Lu Ye's eyes, he saw a long spear stabbing towards him.

The Panshan Knife came out of its sheath with a bang, the fiery red knife light flashed, and there was a clang, Lu Ye's body retreated suddenly, and the tiger's mouth went numb for a while.

Lu Ye doesn't have much contact with monks in the Yunhe realm right now, so it's hard to deduce the opponent's exact cultivation level, but judging from the situation of this fight, the opponent is obviously stronger than himself. of!

Difficult!

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

The blue spiritual lottery is already of great value, so it is naturally worth fighting for by these people.

Lu Ye weighed a little bit between escaping with a lottery and bringing disaster to the east. Before those people really approached, he threw the spirit lotus in his hand, and the direction of throwing it was exactly the one who attacked him just now. Gun monk.

The man had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the spirit stick in his hand, but before he was happy, several monks who had originally rushed towards Lu Ye killed him. fight.

A moment later, the man fell from the sky in a state of embarrassment with a bruised face and a swollen nose. He let out a miserable cry, and he had already thrown the blue spiritual stick that Lu Ye threw to him.

If you don't throw it away, if you continue to hold it in your hand, you will die.

When vying for the spiritual lottery, unless there is any real enmity, most people will not do anything deadly when they are free. After all, no one knows which camp the person vying for the spiritual lottery belongs to.

Of course, people will die. The monks in the Cloud River Realm are not too old, and the monks are full of energy and blood, so it is easy to lose their sense of proportion when fighting.

Seeing this person's end, Lu Ye secretly rejoiced that he acted fast enough just now, if he was thinking of fleeing with a lottery, his end would most likely be the same as that person's.

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

If the giant armor was here, it would be perfect. This big scalp is rough and thick, and it is extremely resistant to beatings. Waiting for a few monks to take him, there is nothing they can do. I can just give the magic lotus to the giant armor.

The competition for the spiritual lottery is still going on, and the four-color cloud in the sky has shrunk by more than half.

Lu Ye made several shots one after another, but found that with his current strength, it was very difficult to grab the spiritual lottery. Many people were staring at the green and blue spiritual lottery. Even if he got it, he couldn't keep it. , go grab the white ones.

But there are plenty of people out there who share his thoughts.

Every time when the divine lottery is bestowed by the gods, although the number of white spiritual lottery is the largest, there are many people who can fight for it, unless they are lucky enough to get it in the first place.

Returning in vain again, Lu Ye looked up at the four-color cloud in the sky, only to see that the colorful cloud had shrunk to only 30% of its original size.

Just as he was watching, the colorful cloud trembled for a while, then collapsed, and suddenly turned into hundreds of streamers of light, scattering in all directions.

This is the last batch of spirit lottery, and among this batch of spirit lottery, several purple spirit lottery suddenly appeared!

There are also nearly twenty blue ones.

The monks were boiling, and those who thought they were strong enough and fast enough all stared at the purple and blue spirit stick.

Although Lu Ye was itchy, he still suppressed the impulse in his heart, and this time he was lucky, a green and a white spirit lotus fell near him.

After rushing out, Lu Ye rushed straight towards the green spirit stick.

At a distance of more than ten zhang, and seeing that he was about to succeed, a colored ribbon suddenly struck from the side. The ribbon was lingering with spiritual light.

Lu Ye was furious. Up to now, he hadn't even managed to grab one. He had finally come across such a good opportunity, and there were still two magic sticks, so he had to grab one!

At the same time that the Panshan knife fell, the right arm holding the knife was full of blood, and the whole arm swelled up.

flash!

The fiery long knife cut down, and it was on the ribbon. The expected scene of cutting the ribbon with a knife did not appear. The characteristic is to overcome rigidity with softness.

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

Lu Ye's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the green spirit stick in his hand, and was about to grab another one, when a jade hand was stretched out, five fingers were lifted up, and it shook slightly at the back of Lu Ye's hand. At that moment, Lu Ye felt like he was bitten by a snake.

The back of the hand was sore and extremely red.

A beautiful figure passed him by, with a seductive fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

Lu Ye paused, looked up, and saw a woman with a charming figure standing not far away. The woman's arms were wrapped with a ribbon, which was the spiritual weapon that rolled up the magic stick just now. The ribbon was very long. It was randomly wrapped twice around one arm, around the slender waist, and then wrapped around the other arm.

Both of the woman's forearms were exposed, dazzling white flowers.

At this moment, the woman was holding a white spirit stick, looked eagerly at the green spirit stick in Lu Ye's hand, and said coquettishly, "Little brother, let's change it?"

Lu Ye quickly put the green spirit sign into his storage bag.

"Stingy!" The woman pursed her lips, but soon her face changed, and she hurriedly stood beside Lu Ye, putting on a fighting posture, with an expression that she would beat anyone who dared to come over, and whispered to Lu Ye at the same time: "cooperate!"

Without him, several people have already rushed towards them.

Lu Ye nodded silently, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the unknown woman, the Panshan knife in her hand was ablaze.

Seeing this scene, the monks who rushed over couldn't help frowning.

If the spiritual lottery that Lu Ye and the woman had grabbed was blue or purple, they would definitely not let it go. Even if the two of them put on a posture of cooperation, they might not necessarily keep the spiritual lottery they got.

But it's just green and white, so it's not worth the effort.