Five Immortals Gate

Li Yan took a few steps back and watched the eighteen monks move. Those monks would rotate and wander around in a radius of less than seven feet. This was also the reason why Li Yan had not been able to use the poison detonated by the divine consciousness of the twelve fragments before, because that required these people to move to the location where he placed the poison, but these monks only gathered in one place and did not go anywhere else. In addition, the spiritual power of the monks of the Pure Land Sect was almost exhausted, and the range of movement was further reduced. Li Yan's attempt to use the poison detonated by the divine consciousness was in vain. The eighteen monks had long been prepared for the methods of the Wuliang Sect, so they had already closed their six senses and sealed their breathing for the red air and green mist in the air. It was even difficult to hurt their eyes. It was more than enough for a low-level cultivator in the Condensation Stage to hold his breath for half an hour. As long as the spiritual power in the body was not consumed violently, there was no need to breathe in and out spiritual energy. Now the poisons that the eighteen monks were poisoned with were mostly strong adhesive and corrosive poisons, but it was not easy for such poisons to attack the opponent directly. They had already set up a shield. In the dozens of breaths, the thirty-six monks attacked, and only a small amount of poison entered the formation, causing five people to be poisoned.

If there was no time limit, then Li Yan and his men would just attack slowly like this. After half an hour, as long as they breathed in and out, more poison would attack, and the monks who had been poisoned in the formation would die of poison as time passed.

But all this was hypothetical. What they lacked now was time.

Time was slow and fast. Li Yan and his men hoped that time would slow down so that they would have enough time to wait for the other party to fall to death. However, time happened to be very fast. Thirty breaths had passed in the blink of an eye. The two people on the earth platform had changed from standing to sitting cross-legged. The dark and thin face of Zen Master Zhizhong had begun to turn yellow. When he entered the sphere, nearly half of his spiritual power had been consumed. If he could distribute it evenly and use it with fighting skills, the result of Gong Chenying's battle with him would be unpredictable. But now this kind of direct infusion of spiritual power without any tricks can only rely on their own solid foundation.

Li Yan was fighting on the edge of the Eighteen Arhats. At this moment, the Wuliang Sect was not worried about the other party's attack. The remaining spiritual power of the other party was only enough to maintain the operation of the formation, and counterattacks were only occasionally. Li Yan thought quickly in his mind. He thought of a plan, but he didn't know if it was feasible. This was just a guess. If it was not feasible, then his side might also be affected. He had no antidote for the Twelve Fragments, and there was no Jindan repairer here. Then it would be a fight of mutual destruction.

He suddenly glanced at Monk Zhizhong, and his heart couldn't help but "jump", because he saw a trace of struggle in Monk Zhizhong's eyes when he looked at the eighteen people in the field. Li Yan thought of a possibility. Now these eighteen people have no spare energy to attack, so what will happen next? Thinking of what might happen later, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"You guys help me send a message to other fellow disciples at the same time. When I attack in two breaths, you will attack once with all your strength, and then quickly take back all the spirit beasts, and close the six senses, especially the spiritual power. Quick! Delay will change."

After Li Yan's spiritual sense covered several monks around, he hurriedly sent a message. He didn't know which team the other party was on, but he didn't have the time and ability to send a large-scale spiritual sense at the same time, so he had to send a message regardless of the consequences, which was regarded as using the privilege of "Uncle Master".

After he finished speaking, he silently calculated the time in his mind. The eight monks of the surrounding Wuliang Sect received Li Yan's voice transmission at the same time. They were stunned. With a sweep of their spiritual sense, they saw that Li Yan had lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and was obviously brewing some magic. They were surprised and didn't know what Li Yan was going to do. But seeing him say so, out of trust in their fellow disciples, and because they had seen the terrifying poison Li Yan had in the competition, they quickly sent a message to the people nearby. The spiritual sense transmission of the voice is only a matter of a moment. The most delayed is the time for the monks to judge after receiving the voice transmission. Just when some monks hesitated, two breaths had passed. Li Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and a brilliant light flashed. He waved his hands, and a large dark cloud covered the 18 monks. His action surprised the monk Zhizhong, who had already revealed a fierce look in his eyes, because the dark cloud was too conspicuous, but the spiritual power contained in it was not terrible. This was just an ordinary "cloud and rain technique", but the area was larger.

At the same time when Li Yan released the "Cloud and Rain Technique", more than a dozen cultivators from the Wangliang Sect had already poured their spiritual power desperately, and the spiritual weapons and magic in the air attacked the eighteen monks together. The remaining dozen cultivators were still hesitating, but seeing this, they subconsciously attacked with all their strength. After they used their magic and spiritual weapons, some cultivators had already summoned their spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual beasts and insect clouds were flying towards the spiritual beast bags on their waists at high speeds. Then they quickly retreated, instantly closing their six senses and reducing the circulation of spiritual energy in their bodies. When the cultivators who reacted a little slower had just withdrawn to recall their spiritual beasts, they saw Li Yan launching the Cloud and Rain Technique. Large amounts of rain poured down and drenched the eighteen monks. The eighteen monks were also startled at first, but when they looked up, they saw that the spiritual power fluctuations were weak, and it was just an ordinary "Cloud and Rain Technique". They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The most that the Wangliang Sect had done was to add a deadly poison to this "Cloud and Rain Technique". What use would that be? I had already held my breath, and at the same time, I fell under the defense of the formation, not knowing how it would work.

When the dark clouds first formed, there was an unprecedented pressure from the sky. All kinds of spiritual lights flashed, and attacks followed. It seemed that the Demon Sect was about to forcefully open the formation at this time. , the Pure Land monks laughed at how easy it was to destroy the "Eighteen Arhat Formation". They shouted "Amitabha" in unison, and the sound of the roaring attack was drowned out. The eighteen monks mobilized their spiritual power to form the Arhat Formation. Run quickly to use the force to reduce the power of the attack.

After a burst of noise as dense as fried beans, the light dissipated in front of everyone's eyes, only to see that the Arhat Formation was still there, only

The people inside were staggering, and five of them in particular had faces as pale as paper. Although the rest of the people still pressed their lips tightly together, apparently holding back the urge to breathe, their chests were rising and falling violently, obviously as their bodies were operating. The remaining spiritual energy was forcibly restored. The monks' eyes lit up. Under such a situation, they estimated that they would be able to defeat it with one or two more full-strength attacks. However, just when they had just thought about it, they suddenly shouted, "Amitabh, let's go to hell together."

Zen Master Zhizhong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly had a flash of light in his hand, and with a "click" sound, he actually crushed the blue diamond crystal in his hand. The next moment, he got up and flew towards Gong Chenying, and it was in his hand. The moment the blue rhombus shattered, everyone heard a "sizzling" sound above their heads. Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw that the black shadow that originally covered the top of the ball became a little thicker, and the translucent sphere instantly became thinner. After a few minutes, the huge black shadow became much clearer.

Monk Zhizhong had hesitated before Li Yan and the others attacked him. At that time, he had clearly seen the situation inside, and his defeat was certain, and he had already begun to have a death wish. However, these monks at the Qi Condensation Stage of the Pure Land Sect But it took decades to cultivate them. Although they had no hope of building a foundation, they were a sharp weapon that could destroy the foundation of the Sprite Sect. He still felt that it was a loss to accompany these thirty monks of the Sprite Sect to death. While he was hesitating and struggling, the Sprite Sect actually launched a life-threatening attack. Even if they could hold on, the end result would be to the advantage of the Sprite Sect, so they might as well die together.

In the midst of lightning and flint, Zen Master Zhizhong had arrived in front of Gong Chenying. He patted his waist, and a ray of light flashed. A wooden fish appeared in his hand. He held the wooden fish in the air and held it as a hood over Gong Chenying's head.

Gong Chenying's face was expressionless, but as soon as the spiritual light in his hand dimmed, he had already collected the blue rhombus. At the same time, he disappeared from the place without a trace. When he reappeared, he appeared in front of the other party as if he had transformed. In the previous position, a cyan Changge had penetrated the pressed wooden fish from the side. There was only a loud "bang" sound, and a ball of dazzling light exploded from Gong Chenying's original position on the earthen platform, and the earthen platform there instantly turned into a Dust piled up, and the two figures in the space quickly separated, and then stomped to the ground. The sound of "tickling" continued, and each step back left a footprint half a meter deep on the ground.

In the end, the bodies of the two of them "boomed" again, and then they stopped retreating. With a "pop" sound, Gong Chenying backed up nearly a hundred meters and hit one side of the ball wall. A large piece of blood mist was sprayed out from his mouth, but Monk Zhizhong hit the ball wall where Gong Chenying was standing before. His face was even more miserable, blood was flowing out from all the seven skills, and his eyes were about to burst. It was obvious that he had been defeated in the fight just now. He didn't say anything. He waved the wooden fish in his hand and kicked off the ball wall behind him with his heel. He was about to throw it out again, but when he kicked off, he felt dizzy and his body was shaking. Monk Zhizhong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "The spiritual power is exhausted after all. It would be better to take action earlier." This thought just flashed in his mind. When he stood up to attack just now, he felt the spiritual power in his body.

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It was less than 20% of the usual strength. After a head-on confrontation with Gong Chenying, he realized that his judgment was wrong. He originally thought that a female cultivator, even if she was a physical cultivator, would not be as strong as a man after all, let alone a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator. After this, After dozens of breaths, he knew very well that the spiritual power in the other party's body was about to reach the bottom just like his own. Unexpectedly, he knew that his judgment was wrong at the moment of contact. The other party's body was actually so strong. This girl Unexpectedly, he gave up his spiritual power and used pure physical power to receive his full blow. Although his spiritual power was far inferior to normal at this time, the 20% spiritual power of a late-stage foundation-building monk would have crushed him to death in normal times. A monk in the early stage of foundation building is more than enough. When he thought about it, he could fight with the opponent head-on. The opponent was either dead or disabled, but he didn't expect that the girl's body had been cultivated to this extent.

Monk Zhizhong stood up while shaking, without wiping off the blood stains on his face. He held the wooden fish in one hand, and suddenly his body shone with golden light. His abdomen suddenly bulged. He turned to look at the eighteen monks and shouted loudly. Say "My Buddha is merciful, bliss comes, bliss goes!"

They were fighting each other. From the moment Zhizhong exited the room and crushed the blue crystal to the moment his attack hit the ball wall, it only took a short breath. On the other hand, all the monks on the other side were stunned. As soon as they reacted, the eighteen Although the monk had persevered hard, he had no problem defending for a while, but after hearing the monk Zhizhong stop shouting, they looked at each other, with no joy or sadness on their faces, and "suddenly" dispersed the formation, groaning in a low voice. Chanting sutras, the sound of chanting in the ball suddenly became louder, the golden light on the eighteen people's bodies began to expand rapidly, and their bodies began to expand rapidly.

"No, they're going to blow themselves up."

The monks of the Sprite Sect couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this. A foundation-building monk self-destructed that no living thing within a fifty-mile radius could be spared. Although the power of the Qi-Condensing Stage monk's self-destruction was much smaller, there were eighteen of them here. This sphere But it is only about 800 feet in size, not to mention that there is a foundation-building monk over there who also chose to self-destruct, so no one among them will be able to escape with their lives.

Taking a step back, even if there are monks from the Demon Sect who have some rare amulet to save their lives, the sphere may be broken, and they will still be unable to escape from the black shadow strangulation outside.

Seeing that they could not win, these monks resorted to such a method of perishing together.

A gleam flashed in Gong Chenying's eyes. She didn't expect that their attack would arouse such ferocity in the Zen master, so she wanted to rush over, but it was of little use for her to rush over like this. Even if she could stop Monk Zhizhong, What about the eighteen people? Missing one person could be fatal to the sphere, but she could only try her best to restrain Monk Zhizhong, the most threatening person. Just when she stood up and was about to rush towards Monk Zhizhong with all her strength, a voice came here. "Sixth Senior Sister, stop the Qi Condensation Stage monk, explode!" sounded in the space!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at Li Yan who was hundreds of feet away with the eighteenth monk, wondering what he wanted to do?