Wei Zhongran saw a drop of amber transparent liquid in the storage bag.
His consciousness invaded the storage bag for only a short while, and he already felt dizzy and tipsy. He could feel the frightening power contained in the transparent liquid.
Wei Zhongran attaches great importance to a protective object of the level of the ancient wine flag. This is a life-saving object at critical moments.
He is brave, but more importantly, he knows how to save his life.
Above, Li Yan and the others were inextricably linked to the demon cultivator. Gong Chenying and the other three were now astonished to Li Yan.
Li Yan can kill demon cultivators at a speed that even two of them combined may not be able to catch up with.
In just thirty breaths of time, Li Yan killed four demon cultivators by himself, but he himself was not harmed at all.
The three of them sometimes joined forces and sometimes faced the enemy separately, and they only killed six demons. Lin Daqiao was also injured in the armpit. Although it was not fatal, the ribs were already visible. People are shocked.
"Has my junior brother been kidnapped?"
Wei Chituo thought, looking at Li Yan's body from the corner of his eye from time to time, trying to get some clues.
"Am I not practicing hard enough?"
Lin Daqiao was speechless. He escaped from death many times and was reborn in blood. Only then did he achieve rapid progress in cultivation. I thought that within a few years, I would be able to catch up with Fifth Senior Brother and the others.
But Li Yan has been out for about two years, and he has become incredibly powerful.
"Li Yan... Jin Dan..."
Gong Chenying's beautiful eyes were filled with color, and she suddenly thought of the distant Tianli tribe.
At this moment, a high-pitched whistle suddenly came from below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff. The whistle alarmed everyone on both sides, and then a sound rolled in.
"Wei Zhongran of the Demonic Sect is here. All the monks should leave the cracks in the Yin Mo Cliff, immediately, immediately!"
The first few words of Wei Zhongran seem a bit dull, he should be in the Yin Demon Cliff. It was very deep under the crack in the magic cliff, but after just a few words were spoken, the voice became clearer and clearer.
It is obvious that he is rising rapidly at an incredible speed.
Wei Zhongran’s reputation is already great. Except for some small sects who did not know about him at first, monks from second-rate sects and above knew him.
For the main monks of the four major sects, those sects will keep them in mind, and at the same time, they will warn their disciples to avoid accidentally offending each other without knowing it.
Recently, Wei Zhongran has become the person in charge of Fengliang Mountain. His name is known far and wide, and more people know him than even the Yuanying monks.
His voice was clearly heard by the monks fighting below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff, as well as the monks on the cliff and high in the air.
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Fifty thousand feet high in the sky, Mr. Da held out a finger with a solemn expression and pointed at a red hair in front of him.
The hair was as thick as an adult's arm. It would be more appropriate to say it looked like a huge tentacle. The thin red hairs on it fluttered regularly like seaweed.
It’s heart-warming and terrifying to watch.
As these red fluffs fluttered, ripples that could only be seen by the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators emanated from them, twisting the space thousands of feet around Mr. Da.
Thousands of feet away, the ancient wine flag was sitting cross-legged in the sky, and from time to time it would raise its palm and slap it in the sky.
Every time he slapped his palm, the fingers stretched out by the red-haired Mr. Big would tremble, and veins would appear on his forehead.
The aura on his body surged for a while, and then he took a step back. When his steps fell, those invisible twisted space ripples collided with his retreating figure, making a continuous "chichichi" sound. Constant sound.
The black robe on Mr. Da’s body has been cut with countless small cracks, revealing the dry skin. There are some blood lines on the exposed skin that are slowly fading away.
However, as the blood line receded, Mr. Da’s aura became unstable.
The ancient wine flag in the distance seems to be in no hurry. He wants to trap Mr. Da to death and prevent him from having a chance to explode.
At this moment, Mr. Da’s brows suddenly raised, and his eyes looked downwards, as if trying to penetrate layers of fog.
"What did you do to the Second Realm Passage?"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the ancient wine flag. The ancient wine flag in the distance suddenly laughed out loud, and he laughed. Has grown up.
"There is no need to hold you back any longer. It seems that we are done. It is time to put an end to the relationship between you and the Desolate Moon Continent!"
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Tutai was furious. He was clinging to Daling, Su Changyang, and Zhantian, leaving him unable to spare any time to distract himself from other matters.
And below, with the support of Qian Fangshu and the fourth-level demon cultivator from the secret realm, the demon side is retreating steadily, and the building is in danger.
This was exactly the plan they had made in advance, and it started to bear fruit.
Trading time for space, using the lives of the monks from the Desolate Moon Continent to drag down the Nanhai Demonic Cultivators without backup, the battle losses increased, and the back-up force was insufficient.
Then he cooperated with the Nanhai monks inside and outside at the right time. In a big battle, the demon cultivators and foreign monks once again consumed 7788 people.
However, the final decisive battle was not what the commander and the others had planned. However, this time Tutai and the others went out in full force and used all their strength to make a surprise attack on Fengliang Mountain.
But it only has the power of this surprise attack. Once it fails,They can only hide again.
If the three of them were placed in their heyday, the outcome of which one he would face is unknown.
However, these three people are now under great depletion of life span and their vitality has been severely damaged, but he still cannot win.
But the three people cooperated extremely skillfully. Although they were in a hostile state before, the four of them, including Yuandu, had reached this state and were invincible in this world.
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Therefore, the only people who can discuss things with them are each other.
After hundreds of years, of course, I have a good understanding of other people's methods, and there is no sense of stagnation when working together.
Daling has cultivated to the "Little Luo Golden Body", which is not much worse than the physical body of Tutai at the level of Demon General.
Although he is no longer able to defeat him after his vitality is severely injured, he will not fight directly. It is still possible to stay close for a while and a half.
Su Changyang was on one side, raising his palm in the air. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Tutai had to deal with it carefully, which made Tutai angry.
The old guy was just like a hedgehog, not as strong as himself, but full of poisons. He didn't recognize many of those poisons, they were endless, and he didn't dare to deal with them head-on.
What’s even more hateful is that Su Changyang sometimes raises his hands, moves his shoulders, and shakes his head with a smile on his face, but while Tutai is concentrating on it, nothing happens.
"This old man!"
Tutai felt his teeth were itching, but he had no choice at all. The opponent was just not at his peak, but his fighting consciousness and killing methods were all perfect. Still there.
Otherwise, if a Nascent Soul comes, Tutai closes his eyes and lets him beat him for a whole day, but he doesn't care and destroys the opponent with a raise of his hands.
Zhan Tian, who was further away, was standing quietly without any movement at all. A sword light flashed out from nowhere beside Tutai, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. Poke out.
When Toutai was about to succeed when he attacked Dali, he had to avoid it immediately. After several rounds of attacks, Toutai was unable to break through the defensive line held by the three Dali.
The situation below is deteriorating again and again. As a general of the demon clan, Tutai suddenly feels bad in his heart.
Both of them are actually waiting for the outcome of the battle between Nine Heavens Ancient Wine Flag and Mr. Da, who will decide the fate of the entire Desolate Moon Continent.
However, thirty breaths have passed, and no one from above has returned, which makes the four of them feel anxious.
Suddenly, a howling sound came from below the crack in Yinmo Cliff, followed by thunderous sounds one after another.
Tutai's expression changed dramatically, and he was filled with surprise and uncertainty for a moment. In his consciousness, an unstoppable force was rising crazily from below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff.
This breath is very familiar to him. It is the power of the space in the two-dimensional barrier, and it contains the familiar "Boundary Breaking Pearl" breath.
"Someone detonated the 'Border Breaking Pearl' in the crack of Yin Mo Cliff!"
Several thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and a seed appeared below the crack of Yin Mo Cliff. This thing was originally what Tutai wanted to see the most and what he wanted to do the most.
However, that voice came from the monks of the Sprite Sect. How could the monks of the Sprite Sect take the initiative to detonate a "Boundary Breaking Pearl".
"Internal response? Big change?"
These two results quickly emerged in Tutai's mind, but then he thought of the name "Wei Chongran".
He had seen this name many times in the battle reports. As a die-hard monk from the Sword Sect, Tutai suddenly felt something bad when he thought of Wei Zhongran's identity.
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Below the cliff, the monks on both sides were fighting extremely fiercely. The monks on both sides had already become red-eyed. The moment they heard the sound, they all panicked for a moment. Stagnation.
Following this, many Fengliangshan monks who had extra strength did not hesitate at all. After forcing the enemy back with one move, they already ducked and flew upwards. This was subconsciously based on their trust in Wei Zhongran. .
However, there are still many monks who are either unable to escape because they are entangled by demonic cultivators, or have already lost their minds for some reason, and they are still chasing each other around to kill each other crazily.
However, in this situation, only two breaths have passed, and everything has completely changed.
After two breaths, a heaven-destroying aura surged out from the depths of the crack in Yin Mo Cliff. As this force rose, the entire crack in Yin Mo Cliff began to shake violently.
The thick black fog seemed to be boiling. Large rocks began to fall off the cliffs around the abyss with the huge earthquakes. Loud "rumbling" sounds were heard continuously, and many surrounding areas collapsed towards the center. Pressure.
The screams of the monks and the sound of the collision of magic weapons have been drowned.
At this time, the monks on both sides finally stopped fighting. The Fengliangshan monks took the opportunity to fly upwards desperately, while some of the demon cultivators stayed in place, and some took the opportunity to fly upwards. Time doesn't know what happened.
That's because there are more demon cultivators under the cracks in Yin Mo Cliff who will attack here desperately today.
"Is the passage to the second realm opened? Has Lord Demon Emperor come in person?"
"Something happened to the passage to the second realm?"
Many thoughts abound. Every demon cultivator who arrived in the thick fog under the cliff felt a little confused.
Therefore, some demon cultivators do not know whether to take the opportunity to attack upwards, or to take the risk of exploring the past...
The Lost Continent is commonly known as the "Devil World".
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and dark clouds were billowing in the sky like monsters with the wind.The isolated peak is like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.
At this moment, there is a huge black, white and blue vortex spinning rapidly in the dark sky.
The three-color vortex has existed in the Forgotten Continent for tens of millions of years. It is firmly controlled by the Black Demon Clan. No sects or families that cultivate immortals are allowed to exist within a radius of 100,000 miles.
Outside there is a huge formation set up by the Black Demon Clan at all costs, covering everything here.
The three-color vortex spread out under the thick clouds, as large as two hundred miles, and turned so slowly.
At this time, on the top of Rujian Mountain, there were neat teams of armored soldiers, both male and female. Most of these people were at the level of demon soldiers. They looked up at the three-color vortex, His eyes were full of bloodlust and excitement.
The leader of the team was a demon with a powerful aura. These people were dressed in black armor with a biting light. They also looked up at the sky.
Looking at the groups of soldiers flying into the three-color vortex from beside him, a strong fighting spirit shone deep in his eyes.
Today, they will break through the second barrier in the three-color vortex in one fell swoop and capture the Desolate Moon Continent on the other side!