That being said, the old monk's water-carrying skills are really good.

The heavy rain poured down without stopping for a moment, and the demon's fire river could not be transported at all, and was instantly extinguished by the heavy rain.

Everyone was overjoyed to see this, and they frequently used various attack methods in their hands.

The sound of various demons screaming and falling could be heard faintly below the boundary, which sounded very cool.

This is a cliff thousands of miles away, and most of the demons that come up are able to fly. The demons that cannot fly can only forcibly climb the stone wall.

At this time, the intensity of everyone's attacks is no less than that of the pouring rain.

The demons have no room to get close to such a heavy attack.

At this time, there was a loud shout from below:

"Smoke-eating hungry ghosts! Poison-eating hungry ghosts! Come on!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fan Jian heard bursts of swallowing and spitting sounds from the boundary, and then saw bursts of black smoke rising up, accompanied by a gust of wind rushing to the boundary.

Then, a stream of poisonous liquid mixed with various colors shot towards the boundary like poisonous arrows.

Fan Jian saw this and immediately shouted:

"Be careful of the poisonous smoke!"

Then a voice shouted:

"I'm coming!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ku Neng, one of the four people who went to the pilgrimage, instantly turned into a giant of a hundred feet, and blew out a breath, and immediately sprayed the poisonous smoke back along the boundary.

Then Ku Jing also raised his hand and threw the huge Buddhist beads on his neck. As the Buddhist beads rotated, the poisonous water arrows were instantly absorbed.

Fan Jian looked at Xuan Zhuang in surprise, and saw him riding on a short white horse and waving at Fan Jian with a smile.

Although the four masters and apprentices acted in a funny way, their strength was really not bad.

As he was talking, he saw a cold snort at the boundary, and another column of fire shot up into the sky. This time the column of fire was almost red, and it contained a strong demonic aura.

Before Fan Jian could react, he saw a group of Fire River demons swimming up along the fire column.

Most of these demons were Fire River demons, mainly headless demon generals, followed by rock demons whose bodies were condensed from red rocks, and lava fire demons whose bodies were like magma.

The group of demons isolated from the outside attacks in the fire column, and instantly flew out, leaped into the divine cultivators, and fought with everyone.

Fan Jian was a little anxious, and saw several more fire columns rising into the sky. More and more Fire River demons climbed up from the fire column and rushed into the crowd, forcing everyone to stop and deal with it.

In less than a while, everyone stopped attacking the boundary and turned to attack the demons that rushed up.

But once the boundary was relaxed, more demons climbed up from the boundary. It was not just fire and demons, even Blood River demons and hungry ghosts from other hungry ghost realms rushed up.

Seeing this, Fan Jian frowned and shouted:

"Don't panic, everyone! Guard the border first!"

Even though Fan Jian's voice was loud, the people at the border were fighting each other.

There was no time to care about other things. After a fierce battle, many people were seriously injured, and even had their heads taken away by the headless demon.

This aroused the indignation of the people even more. Seeing the heads of their former friends and brothers hit others' heads, the anger had already filled their chests.

"You bunch of demons! I'll fight you!"

"Give me back my brother's life!"

For a while, low roars and fighting sounds were heard.

Fan Jian's heart was shaking wildly, but in a hurry, he saw the people of Yunyumen, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

At this time, two hundred girls from Yunyumen gathered together, constantly waving their weapons at the border, knocking those hell demons down from the sky.

The demons that rushed towards them were all stopped by the Qingmumen and others who surrounded them.

At this time, the elders of Qingmumen led the Qingmumen to fight, meticulously blocking the demons from hell that rushed over.

In the Qingmumen team, the division of labor was clear.

There were Fuge and Yunge that could create illusions at any time, Yige and Xiaoge that could provide auxiliary effects, strengthen themselves or weaken the enemy, and Yaoge that could treat injuries.

The three Tianges of swords and swords that could kill the enemy almost instantly cut down the invading demons from hell.

It was not that the demons from hell were too weak, but that the Qingmumen were too strong now.

Yun Tianye and others had already reached a combat power close to that of the Nascent Soul under the amplification of the Qingmumen formation.

Coupled with the enhancement of Fan Jian's aura, the damage rose sharply.

Most demons could be cut down with a sword. Even if there were some powerful ones, Jiuge and Lingge would stand in front.

Elder Tie's hammer had already turned red. He raised his hand and struck the hell demon into mud.

Although Yun Tianye and Lou Changlong were only at the Nascent Soul stage, they held heavenly weapons, had five Nascent Souls, and were blessed by multiple formations and auras.

The power of their sword strikes was no less than the full-strength strike of a master at the Great Accomplishment stage.

What was really worth talking about were the girls.

The combined attack method that Elder Shen taught them was indeed interesting. The combined attack of three to five people, or even a dozen people, was no less powerful than that of Yun Tianye and Lou Changkong.

This was because their cultivation was low. When they got older and their cultivation was improved, these girls would surely become the most watched existence in the entire God Cultivation world.

At this moment, a voice interrupted Fan Jian's thoughts.

"Kill! Kill all these God Cultivators! Don't covet their flesh and blood now. There will be more to come after we break through the God Cultivator World!"

As soon as the words fell, Sha Xinlie sneered and flew up from the boundary slowly.

Seeing this, Fan Jian frowned, snorted coldly, raised his hand and slashed a sword towards him.

Then Sha Xinlie dodged easily, glanced at Fan Jian, and said in a deep voice:

"What? The time given to you is useless to you!"

Fan Jian sneered and said:

"Don't be complacent! Let those hell demons stop first!"

"Why?" Sha Xinlie sneered.

"Just because I can complete the bet with you!" Fan Jian said in a deep voice.

Sha Xinlie looked at Fan Jian immediately after hearing this, sneered and said: "You mean, you can beat us?"

"That's right!"

"One on one?" Sha Xinlie sneered.

Fan Jian nodded and said:

"It's one on one!"

Sha Xinlie looked at Fan Jian coldly, with a smile on his lips, and said in a deep voice:

"In just a few days, where do you get the confidence?"

"Don't worry about it!" Fan Jian said in a deep voice.

"In short, tell your people to stop! If you keep killing and conquer the world of God Cultivation, you can only get some mortal flesh and blood, which will also be a loss for you, right?"

Sha Xinlie nodded and raised his hand and said:

"All world masters, listen to my order! Restrain your men and stop attacking!"

Then the world masters stabilized their own troops, and the demons and God Cultivators were clearly divided into two sides.

The demons of hell occupied the Zhujie Mountain and bared their fangs and claws at the God Cultivators, and the God Cultivators were already filled with righteous indignation. At this time, they suddenly stopped and held back a grudge.

Sha Xinlie smiled and said:

"Since it's a gamble, why not add some prizes!"

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