Five Immortals Gate

At this time, the ground was already covered with corpses and bones, and blood flowed into rivers. A golden elixir monk was still falling and screaming!

In a melee, even the Golden Core cultivator is relatively difficult to kill, but as soon as you are seriously injured or reveal a flaw, someone will immediately take advantage of it.

There is no such thing as a sneak attack or siege, and there is no need for a fair confrontation. The whole purpose is to kill the enemy as quickly as possible...

Tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, behind the ancient wine flag, a large flag stood upright out of thin air, making a hunting sound.

As the wind blew, a "Bang!" sound blocked a three-toed giant claw protruding from the crack in the void behind him.

Then the flag flickered, and a blue ripple centered on the ancient wine flag spread out in all directions. The three-toed giant claw turned into dots of black light!

"Mr. Da, your so-called three hundred breaths is a joke. Two Nascent Souls died so quickly. This time I will make you completely disappear from the Desolate Moon Continent!"

Gu Jiuqi's old voice sounded in Mr. Da's ears, and a smile appeared on his face.

But Mr. Da was just the opposite, his face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

The two of them have been paying attention to the fighting below. What is the purpose this time? It is to kill the opponent's mid-to-high-level monks as much as possible.

However, within a hundred breaths, not only none of the Nascent Souls of Gujiu Banner died, but their own side suffered heavy losses.

What are the cultivation levels of the Gujiu Clan and Mr. Da, and whether Zen Master Dajing has escaped from Nascent Soul, how can he hide from their spiritual detection.

"The new Nascent Soul...Li...Yan, good! Really good!"

A voice that was so cold that it penetrated the bones came from Mr. Da's mouth. The good situation was ruined by this monk named Li Yan.

Originally, of all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the four major sects, the one he hated the most was the little guy named Wei Zhongran. It was this person who led to the final loss of reinforcements in the decisive battle.

As for Li Yan, he didn't take it to heart at all, even if he got the news that this person had fallen into the crack of Yin Mo Cliff and had successfully conceived a baby after returning, but so what?

He can be considered to be lucky. In Mr. Da's mind, Li Yan just turned into a stronger ant.

He was chanting Li Yan's name in his heart. At this time, in addition to hating this son, he also had the intention of retreating from this action.

In the battle below, they originally suppressed the opponent due to the high-level monks. As long as they killed another Nascent Soul of the opponent quickly, the results of the battle would definitely expand rapidly in a few dozen breaths.

This time, Desolate Moon Continent will definitely suffer a big loss, and they will have more buffer time to increase their strength.

"Lead everyone back quickly, and I'll buy you another hundred breaths of time!"

Although the hatred in Mr. Da's heart was soaring at the moment, this time it was considered a big gain. They intercepted and killed a lot of Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. In general, they still took some advantage.

And now we have discovered a lot of the strength of the four major sects, especially as the ancient wine flag is still hidden in the sects. This alone is enough to make up for the losses.

He knew that there was not much point in continuing to fight like this, so he immediately sent a message to Mr. Six.

"Good or bad, what can you do to him?"

Gu Jiuqi's eyes also flashed with cold light. He would chase him to the ends of the earth today and kill Mr. Da completely. This man was really a source of endless trouble.

Only coming out this time, the middle school on the Desolate Moon Continent

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Not counting low-level monks, so many Nascent Soul monks alone died. If this continues, the cultivation world of Desolate Moon Continent will not be able to withstand such calculations.

His consciousness was also withdrawn from below. If Li Yan's battle just now was an accident, then Wei Zhongran and the young monk Yiye actually played a key role here.

These two people were fighting one against two, holding back the opponent's four Nascent Souls, thus buying precious time for the others.

Li Yan mainly focused on attacking and killing. If he resisted two of the enemies, the situation might not be like this.

Of course, he would not deny that Li Yan had an impressive performance and his combat power was quite outstanding.

Gu Jiuqi was speaking, but his movements did not stop. His fingers on the sleeves of his robes gently touched the gourd, and suddenly two rays of silver light struck in front of Mr. Da, thousands of feet away.

Mr. Da holds a short dark-colored gun in his hand. The gun body is only three or four inches longer than an ordinary long sword.

The gun body is in the shape of a curved green snake, and the tip of the gun at the front is like a sharp horn growing out of the snake's head, exuding a cold feeling.

The short spear was blurred, and when it reappeared it had blocked two rays of silver light. In silence, the two rays of silver light turned into droplets of water at the touch of it.

For a moment, the aroma of wine overflowed, and it turned out to be two sword auras condensed from the wine.

The ancient wine flag under the banner in the distance was holding a light yellow wine gourd. There was no surprise on his face that Dasheng broke his own sword energy with a shot first.

At this moment, four rays of silver light suddenly appeared behind Mr. Da, slashing towards his head, neck, back and legs respectively.

The short spear in Mr. Da's hand strangely penetrated backward from his armpit, and a green arc of light shot out from the tip of the spear. The arc of light instantly grew ten times larger behind his back.

Like a green water curtain blocking his back, four rays of silver light hit it at once, still silently, without even much spatial fluctuation.

Mr. Da's body suddenly slid forward and was knocked hundreds of feet away. Although there was no sound, a long crack appeared in the void wherever he passed.

The crack was pitch black, and strong winds that could melt flesh and bones blew out, blowing layers of wrinkles in the surrounding world, like a piece of flat blue cloth being grabbed by a corner and pulled violently.

The long crack in the void flashed, and then quickly closed and disappeared.

Both of them were cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, and they could easily break the void with a wave of their hands.

Even if they restrained their magical powers in order not to be squeezed out by the power of the rules of the world in the lower realm, these two people would still break this world with just a casual attack.

At the same time, something happened below.

"Where are you going?"

Mo Qing shouted, and with his shout, Mr. Liu and the other five people fled in different directions.

And those Jindan cultivators on the side of the demon clan seemed to have received the news, and they also flew away in all directions while fighting.

"Donor Mo, please activate the formation and trap them!" Yiye Luohan shouted, and he turned into a golden light and chased in the direction where Mr. Liu had escaped. Although his body was covered in blood, he was very brave. Mo Qing also turned into a light and chased after the monk surnamed Ye, while secretly transmitting a message to Yiye Luohan. "This is not the time to activate the formation. You need to wait a moment!" They fought in the sky above Laojun Peak. This is the core of the sect, and there are countless low-level monks. If these enemies are trapped in the core position, the monks who had no time and disdain to look for the bad luck of the low-level monks because of different battle purposes will be trapped here, and the situation will definitely be different. There will be many people who want to take more people with them. Yiye Luohan obviously wants to eliminate all the enemies on the spot, and of course there is also the idea of ​​ants biting elephants to death. ??

No one dared to attack the Nascent Soul cultivators, but those Golden Core cultivators would definitely die if they were surrounded by a large number of foundation-building cultivators like a wave. Even if they were forced to use up their mana, they would be exhausted to death.

However, how could Mo Qing be willing to do so? He opened the sect's formation, but because there were foreign cultivators like Qiu Jiuzhen, he could not launch an indiscriminate attack in the formation. At most, he could only trap them.

In that case, the low-level cultivators of his own sect might not be able to escape unscathed. Monk Ye's mind was not very bright.

Wang Lang galloped on his sword and chased after a traitorous cultivator from the South China Sea.

As he chased after him, behind the traitorous cultivator from the South China Sea, there were three crystal swords about one foot long, forming a triangular cone, closely following the man's back and flying.

This traitorous cultivator from the South China Sea was a disciple of the cultivator surnamed Ye from the Twelve Docks Tiandao. Although he was also a leader in the sect, he was far inferior to the elite disciples of the four major sects.

In particular, he was targeted by the Ten-Step Academy sword cultivator, who was mainly offensive and sharp.

In the thirty-breath fight just now, he was targeted by Wang Lang, and then he cut off one of his feet. Now he was pale and fled quickly.

The fleeing South Sea cultivator quickly scanned the sky higher, where the island owner Ye Fengsan had already escaped.

At this time, Wang Lang's hatred for these traitorous cultivators far exceeded that for the demon cultivators and foreign cultivators.

Those two are pure enemies, and the end of a fight is to the death, and these traitorous cultivators are the most hateful and infuriating.

They killed their own people and leaked information, otherwise it would not be so easy for these demon cultivators and foreign cultivators to know their departure time and route. Uncle Yuyuan would not be seriously injured, and those fellow disciples would not die.

Wang Lang's consciousness also swept through the sky, and he saw the figure on the high platform before. It flashed to the horizon and disappeared in another flash. It was nothing he could compare to.

"This is the Nascent Soul!"

He sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Qiu Jiuzhen was also chasing the target and saw that figure.

"Li Yan..."

A very complicated look flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She had been paying attention to the battle on the Yuanying side because she hated the betrayal of Uncle Hang Lin, hoping that this uncle would die a bad death to avenge her junior sister and fellow disciples.

But when those demons and foreign monks walked out of the teleportation array, her heart kept sinking. With seven high-end combat power against five, her

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side was in a very bad situation.

She did not believe that the "Chi Mei Envoy" could save them at the last moment, but would definitely save the disciples of the Wuliang Sect first.

So, she had the idea of ​​finding a way out of here at that time. Qiu Jiuzhen was unwilling to die here like this, and she wanted to bring back the news of Hang Lin's betrayal.

But because of Wei Chongran's previous words "... Those who hesitate, kill!"

No one dared to leave the battlefield directly. This was not a war between sects. If someone really dared to flee, his sect would immediately be labeled as the public enemy of the Desolate Moon Continent.

Especially since the defection this time was mainly from the Taixuan Sect, Qiu Jiuzhen felt even more bitter. If the few people who survived did not take action, it would be more conclusive.

Until Baili Yuan tried his best to save her, Qiu Jiuzhen no longer thought about leaving.

"Let's die. Can we be weaker than the other three sects!"

However, the following development caught Qiu Jiuzhen off guard. She never thought that the life and death of Yuanying cultivators would be so fast.

This was completely different from what she knew, and the dead were all from the demon cultivators. The situation changed drastically in an instant, and all this was caused by Li Yan...

Li Yan had already flown nearly ten thousand miles in a matter of breaths. In front of him was the junior demon general. When Wei Zhongran saw him flying towards him, he immediately blocked the intermediate demon general.

The junior demon general was left to Li Yan, but at that time, there was no need for Hang Lin to remind him. Everyone already knew that Li Yan was a top-level poison cultivator.

The junior demon general took the initiative to distance himself from Li Yan by more than 500 feet, and used long-range attacks to fight Li Yan.

But the two sides only fought for less than three breaths before the demon general received a message from Mr. Six.

As a result, the junior demon general turned around and flew away without hesitation. This made Li Yan, who was still in a period of lack of means, helpless and could only chase after him.

But the middle-level demon general was stopped by Wei Zhongran. His surroundings were actually covered with ancient seal characters, coming one after another. This was almost exactly the same as Li Wuyi's method.

But when Wei Zhongran performed it, he didn't need any magic weapon to assist him. His fingers flicked rapidly in the void like a pipa, and green or black characters fell down like falling snow.

The mid-level demon general wanted to fly away in an instant like everyone else, but found that he had just flown less than a thousand feet and was already in the sky full of characters, unless he rushed out desperately.

However, he had fought with Wei Zhongran for dozens of breaths, and he already knew that the little fat man's strength had actually reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which was several points higher than his own. How could he dare to break through with his own body?

Seeing that everyone, including his own companions, flew away after receiving the message, he couldn't help but scream.

"Wei Zhongran, don't force me to die with you!"

"Hehehe... When the Yin Mo Cliff cracked, many of your kindred said this. You can try to self-destruct now!"

Wei Zhongran's eyes were full of murderous intent, but his mouth looked unconcerned.

"Since you're here, just stay here for me!"

Wei Zhongran's two hammers were suspended in front of him. Suddenly, he no longer continued to make secrets with one hand, but slapped the handle of the hammer heavily with one hand, and the black sledgehammer erupted with a fierce and fierce energy.