For such a trend of demonic cultivator attacks that keep popping up, the demon world will also have to pay a heavy price. This attack will also severely damage their vitality.
At least every time a low-level demon cultivator comes through the crack, dozens or even hundreds of demon cultivators will die.
So if a demon were to break through, the mortality rate would be even more terrifying. The pace of their attacks today was getting higher and higher.
For a moment, shouts of killing rose into the sky in the thick fog, and black and white colors kept shining, extinguishing, erupting again, and extinguishing again...
In the thick fog, Li Changting was standing still. It seemed a lot more relaxed, not just her, but most of the disciples of Fuli Feng were like this.
The surrounding area is densely packed with various large and small Gu insects, forming a sea of insects. Whenever a demonic cultivator appears, they will swarm up and submerge the demonic cultivator in the sea of insects in the next moment. among.
Compared with them, the only ones who are more beautiful are the disciples of Spirit Insect Peak. The screams of all kinds of birds and monsters are loud in the sky, and the fight with the demon cultivators or monsters is bloody. As the master, The chance of a monk dying within a period of time is much less.
However, although the disciples of the Second Peak seem to be relaxed, they consume the power of spiritual consciousness the fastest. Controlling a large number of flying insect monsters or Gu insects requires the support of strong spiritual consciousness.
If they were not supported by their companions, they would not dare to consume their consciousness so unscrupulously.
"Actually, I don't think our ancestors made us come down in such a hurry just now. You see, those monks in Shibuyuan are very fierce. In the fight with the demon cultivators, the chance of victory is still low. "Little one."
Li Changting watched the other Fuli Peak disciples driving the Gu worms around her. She was taking the opportunity to rest while holding the spirit stone in one hand, and she did not forget to say to Zhao Min beside her.
The monks of Shibuyuan in the distance were extremely conspicuous even in the thick fog.
Often one person would come and go within a radius of several hundred feet. The sword energy was overflowing and the flesh and blood of the demon cultivator would fly everywhere. From time to time, a demon cultivator or a sword cultivator would be hit with flesh and blood flying everywhere. Falling from the air.
The next moment, the figure of the sword cultivator quickly disappeared into the thick fog. However, with this seemingly vertical and horizontal fighting method, a person is often surrounded by several demon cultivators, and it is only a matter of time before he dies. thing.
Sword cultivators are the monks with the strongest attack power in the world. Their battles are closely related to the word "tragic". If they press forward in an indomitable way, life and death can be decided almost in the breath.
"Although they have had enmity with us for generations, they are all monks from the Desolate Moon Continent. Is this necessary?"
Zhao Min held a sword in one hand and a slender jade finger on the other. Pointed out in the air, seventy or eighty beetle-like beetle-like beetles with golden and brown bodies were flapping their wings to fight with a demon cultivator.
A layer of thin beads of sweat was already oozing out from her smooth forehead. It only took less than a hundred breaths, and nearly half of her consciousness was consumed.
Just when she was talking to Li Changting, her beautiful eyes were passing over the distance, where a delicate and beautiful head was flying high in the air, with a look of disbelief on her face.
It was a female cultivator from Shibuyuan, and her body had been beaten to pieces by a demonic cultivator.
And her death triggered even more frenzied attacks by several Shibuyuan sword cultivators in the surrounding area. Each one of them had swords shining like rain, and hundreds of flying swords. The next moment, that person was killed. Not a single bit of the magic cultivator was left.
During this period, a thin sword cultivator had tears streaming down his face. He roared and hugged the fallen head, his eyes about to burst.
Sword cultivators also have sword arrays, but the coordination required is more difficult, so strong sword cultivators will choose to use their own sword rain to fight the enemy.
Some sword cultivators with low connections and strength will lack the arrogance of sword cultivators and form a sword formation to face the enemy.
"Did your little lover practice some yin-replenishing and yang-replenishing skills? He hasn't seen you for a year. He may have a group of wives and concubines outside. His current strength is definitely Xiaozhu The strongest one in the Peak Establishment, how much Yuan Yin does it take to do this? Hehe..."
Li Changting withdrew his gaze and changed the topic with a smile. This kind of thing is very important to Yin Mo. Cliff cracks happened almost every day. She had seen too many of them, and she didn't want to talk about the Shibuyuan monks anymore.
As he spoke, he pinched the spell in his hand, and once again a large number of Gu insects flew out and pounced into the thick fog ahead, where many black shadows appeared.
After hearing what she said, Zhao Min still didn't have much emotion on her face. She had heard too much about Li Changting's words, so it was better to ignore them.
But she also said it.
"You... you are really disgusting..."
There was no respect for a golden elixir monk at all, and at the same time, a ray of her consciousness quietly swept away. Turning towards Li Yan, a scene appeared in his consciousness, causing Zhao Min to pause involuntarily while performing the magic technique.
"Did he kill that demon cultivator? Why can't we see too many fluctuations in the spiritual power of the battle?"
An unbelievable thought came to Zhao Min's mind.
"Keke, look at your expression. If it's not the evil skill of gathering yin and replenishing yang, what other skill can make his strength increase so fast in such a short period of time!"
Li Changting's hands were like butterflies piercing flowers as he struck out spells one after another, while giggling.
Although she was amazed at Li Yan's strength in her heart, she still couldn't accurately determine Li Yan's specific combat power.
With her current view of the Golden Core realm, she could not detect anything except that Li Yan was very strong. Li Yan seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, just like the thick green and black fog around him. Generally, she couldn't see through it.
Li Yan's attack was not only weird, but also very effective and fast. Even she couldn't fully see it.
Although she was joking with Zhao Min, she was already a little shocked in her heart.
Looking around, on the entire battlefield, only Li Changting was so unique, and he still had the heart to chat with others during the battle...
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Before taking two breaths, the lean demon cultivator opposite Li Yan had a long cyan chain wrapped around each of his strong arms. It was unknown what kind of material the long chain was made of.
When Li Yan hit it, his palms were a little sore and swollen, which had never happened in recent fights.
But that was all. After swinging the long chain open with one palm, the long cyan chain bent in the air like a poisonous snake's head, and shot towards Li Yan's head from top to bottom.
At the same time, Li Yanhou also felt something bad in his heart. Another long cyan chain on the demon cultivator's arm instantly wrapped around Li Yan's back from one side.
Like a sudden arrow, it hit Li Yan's back.
The speed was so fast that Gong Chenying, who had been distracted on the other side, couldn't help but be startled. The monk who attacked Li Yan attacked three of the four of them at the same time. The strongest of the beasts.
It was so strong that Gong Chenying himself was not sure whether he could defeat the opponent without getting hurt.
But it was too late for her to remind her. The speed of the magic cultivator's toes that popped up and kicked directly in front of the big urn-like urn did not slow down. With a flick of the green halberd in her right hand, a ball of green light was about to be released from the halberd. , shot behind Li Yan.
But Li Yan's reaction was faster, so fast that Gong Chenying's consciousness could not keep up in an instant, and Li Yan disappeared like a ghost.
With a "bang" sound, Gong Chenying's kick was as fast as thunder. The big urn-like demon cultivator tried his best to dodge sideways and hit the opponent.
Although the Big Urn Demon Cultivator avoided his chin, he was still kicked in the shoulder.
The demon cultivator’s body, which was like a low mountain, was instantly thrown away, and he let out a heavy groan.
Although the demon's body was as strong as fine steel, it blocked the blow, but a huge force penetrated into his body instantly, and the power spread loudly in his body.
Almost instantly, the big jar demon cultivator’s heart was shocked by a huge force, and there was an indescribable sting in his head. He spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it high into the air. .
At the same time, Gong Chenying thought it was an illusion that appeared in her consciousness. When her toes touched the large urn-like demon cultivator's skirt, Li Yan's figure became blurry.
At the same time, a ghostly figure flashed over the head of the emaciated demon cultivator opposite Li Yan, causing Gong Chenying's rescue action to stall.
The skinny demon cultivator also felt that something was wrong with Li Yan's body in front of him. What exactly was wrong, he couldn't react at all for a moment.
But the attack on the handThe touch made the hairs on his body stand up, and the two-hand combined attack that was sure to win only produced two sharp sounds of breaking through the air, criss-crossing in front of him.
The Slender Demon Xiu suddenly felt that something was not good. He was also the commander of the army. After hundreds of battles, large and small, he already knew that something was not good. It was just that the old strength had just left, but the new strength had not yet been born.
He saw a look of disbelief in the eyes of Gong Chenying on the other side as he turned his head. The next moment, the body of the thin demon cultivator separated from the top of his head, splitting into two halves in an instant.
A large amount of blood sprayed out, and a figure grabbed the flying magic core, bringing out a trace of afterimage across it, and the position of Li Yan, who was surrounded by Gong Chenying and the three people, Li Yan was facing forward, staring at the sky full of blood.
From beginning to end, the emaciated demon cultivator could not even utter a scream. At this moment, Wei Chituo's demon-subduing pestle was being retracted from the vines in front. Lin Daqiao stepped back, and a black light came from his hand. Just typed.
Everything is incredibly fast.
The four of them only fought each other once, and only one breath passed.
It’s just that Gong Chenying and Li Yan were obviously faster. Gong Chenying had quickly evaded and counterattacked before the opponent’s attack came, kicking the opponent away and seriously injuring him. How many people were there? The smoothest fighting style in the world.
Li Yan was even faster. In one breath, he not only stopped the sneak attack on his master in advance, but also made two consecutive counterattacks, killing the opponent in an instant with lightning speed.
And it was as if he himself had never left the place at all.
It would be fine if other surrounding battle groups did not pay attention to this, but this scene made Gong Chenying and the others stunned.
In addition to the large urn-like demon cultivators that were kicked away by Gong Chenying and were still retreating in the air, even the humans and beasts attacking Wei Chituo and Lin Daqiao were a little sluggish.
Among their group of attackers, the Slender Demonic Cultivator has the highest cultivation level, the strongest combat power, and the most rich fighting experience. He is a powerful existence with the ability to attack the demon.
However, after just one encounter, without even a scream, it turned into a corpse that fell into the thick fog. This made each person and the beast feel an inexplicable fear in their hearts. .
However, it is impossible for them to retreat at this time. Even Lin Daqiao, who has the lowest cultivation level here, the black light emitted from his hand swells in the wind, and a ball of ink-like liquid has reached there. In front of the monster.
Lin Daqiao and Wen Xinliang once took on a large number of missions, often fatal missions that exceeded their own realms. However, they still walked out after a bloody battle time and time again and survived with a narrow escape.
Firstly, both of them are smart people, and secondly, the skills practiced by the Sprite Sect are not about fighting with others head-on, even if they are good at sacrificing monsters and beasts. Spirit Insect Peak also likes to use clever tricks to win when fighting against others.
So when Lin Daqiao saw that he was unable to defeat him, he took advantage of the opportunity to relieve himself, and in his handsA ball of poisonous juice has been shot out with his hands. This behavior is completely instinctive and subconscious.
"Little... little junior brother, what kind of cultivation are you?"
Lin Daqiao blurted out the result after his consciousness scanned Li Yan's side.
When he first saw Li Yan, Lin Daqiao's jaw almost dropped in shock at Li Yan's state of mind.
Now, the series of strange scenes in which Li Yan killed his opponent made him shocked beyond words.