Chapter 654: The Powerhouse of the Desolate Moon Continent
After a few people flew away, Li Yan and Bai Rou greeted some familiar people respectively, and Gong Yuantai started talking to others again.
Bro, on the other hand, walked up to Li Yan with excitement on his face.
"I heard that the ancestors of Nascent Soul and others took the initiative to withdraw. It seems that they should have gained a lot."
"Isn't this nonsense? Otherwise, Patriarch Gongsun and the others would have rushed to the rescue long ago."
Wu Ye said to Bu Luo unceremoniously from the side, he was cold and his words were not buffered and he was very stiff.
But when Bro heard this, he smiled "hehe", which was strange in Li Yan's eyes.
But after thinking about it, I feel relieved. We have experienced life and death together. I think the relationship between Bro and Wuye should be familiar to each other in private.
I heard that it was Qiao Baiye who returned to the rear. Before he left, he cursed Bro not to die too early. After he recovered from his injuries, he could find him to account for the sneak attack on him with several magic weapons at the same time.
In the last "Tonggui Ridge" battle, if Bro hadn't given him a few bottles of good elixirs, Qiao Baiye would have been injured, and whether he could have persisted to the end in another fight was anyone's guess.
The efficacy of the elixir given by Bro is definitely not comparable to that of the elixirs on his body.
Listening to Qiao Baiye's gritted teeth and cursing before leaving, Bro looked disdainfully and suddenly kicked Qiao Baiye, who was still seriously injured, into the teleportation circle.
"You still have to settle the score with me, and you'll be blinded in vain!"
While everyone was stunned, the fake alchemy monk who was escorting the wounded to the rear was about to get angry when the voice of Qiao Baiye, who was coughing and laughing wildly, came from the teleportation array.
"What a fucking mad dog!"
Only then did everyone realize that Bro's kick was a clever one.
Li Yan, who was far away on a mission, didn't know about these things.
While the monks at the back were conversing in low voices or through sound transmission, Gongsun Changxing's face, which had always been expressionless, suddenly moved.
Then a clear voice resounded throughout the world.
"Close the entrance circle restriction!"
Following his soft drink, the whole world suddenly became silent, with only the gentle "woo woo woo" sound coming from the wind blowing in the air.
Then, the layer of colorful light barrier in front of Li Yan and the others that had trapped them for several days suddenly disappeared.
What appeared in the eyes of the monks were pieces of collapsed mountain peaks, pieces of scorched wasteland, and occasionally a few wild beasts that quickly stretched their heads and necks among the scorched earth.
The devastated ground was littered with blood-stained rags that had turned black and some fragments of armor scattered in many places.
Five days have passed, and there are still severed limbs or internal organs on the ground, including those of human monks, monsters, and demon cultivators.< br>
Some of the wild beasts that come to eat the corpses now also managed to survive the war.
In the past few days, they could only hide somewhere shivering and did not dare to go out to hunt. The battle a few days ago, the indescribable pressure between heaven and earth, and the criss-crossing fierce attacks made them
Liver and gallbladder split.
After their companions and populations were submerged by the large rays of light, there was no trace of them anymore. In the eyes of their unintelligent minds, this was undoubtedly equivalent to the end of the world.
It was not until the past two days that extremely hungry beasts came out to look for food with fearful eyes. Whenever there was the slightest disturbance, the birds and beasts would scatter.
These beasts were tearing at the rotting corpses. The barren mountains in front of them suddenly changed their appearance, and then thousands of pairs of eyes appeared, staring directly at them.
These beasts were frightened by the scene in front of them. They kicked off the ground with all four limbs, kicked up a cloud of yellow dust, and flew away into the distance, or they had already hurriedly flew away.
At this time, it was midsummer. Just as the monks were looking at the purgatory-like scene outside in horror, waves of stench came from the wind, which was coming from the rotting corpses.
They didn't even release their spiritual consciousness at all. As far as they could see, close to the entrance of the front mountain, some carrion corpses had small white insects drilling in and out of the corpses, and from time to time they brought out streaks or thick white worms.
or green liquid.
The next moment, sounds of retching and "puff, puff, puff" reached Gongsun Changxing's ears in front of him, and he couldn't help but frown.
Only a small half of the monks here were withdrawn from the front defensive battle, and most of the monks were just recruited from the rear. Some of them were murderers, but their courage was not small.
But most of them are sects and family members who have never experienced such a Shura scene.
Some of the female cultivators were instantly frightened and turned pale. Then they felt sick and uncomfortable in their chest and abdomen. After retching several times, they finally lost control and started vomiting.
A Jindan monk standing behind Gongsun Changxing couldn't help but look back and let out a cold snort.
"How do you behave? Hold it in, or I'll let you go among the corpses and vomit!"
His sound was heard by all the monks behind him, and it was more like a thunderbolt ringing in their minds, and all vomiting suddenly stopped.
The Jindan man looked at the scene in front of him and sighed in his heart. Among the dead human corpses, there were still many corpses of Fengliang Mountain Jindan monks.
Their manpower is limited, and the entire battlefield is too large, stretching for more than thousands of miles. In addition to patrolling Fengliang Mountain, the twelve Jindan monks are also responsible for the operation of the formation. Naturally, there is no one except
Out of tidying up.
The two of them will not send the foundation-building monks outside the Fengliang Mountain protective formation. If they encounter the opponent's golden elixir monks, they will slaughter them all with a raise of their hands.
However, the main reason is that there is nothing valuable on these dead people.
Although it is a war between two clans, the selfishness of the monks still exists in their bones. If there are good cultivation resources outside and are thrown away, they will definitely find various reasons to go out.
Otherwise, as long as their close relatives are not dead, they will be too lazy to move.
In a battle between monks, at the moment of death of the opponent, the storage bag on his body will definitely be taken away immediately. Although the things that can be left behind are just some magic weapon fragments, these things are not attractive to Jindan.
of.
They will not let the foundation-building monks go out to take risks because of this.
The golden elixir monk who yelled out his words passed behind him with his spiritual consciousness. He was quite satisfied with monks like Li Yan who had experienced wars and some of the newly recruited monks who were murderous.
Although Li Yan and the others were equally shocked by the scene outside the formation, their eyes were more shocked by the brutality of the battle, and then they cast their consciousness towards the distant sky...??.
When Li Yan cast his spiritual consciousness into the distance, the first thing he felt was an overwhelming aura. As soon as Li Yan's spiritual consciousness sensed it from a distance, he immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness.
The monks who also released their spiritual consciousness all made the same move and did not dare to investigate further.
Just after Gongsun Changxing finished speaking, a huge dark shadow appeared in everyone's field of vision, which seemed to have blocked the sky and blocked most of the sunlight coming from the south.
For a moment, the monks seemed to have the illusion that dark night was coming, and it seemed as if a mighty force of heaven was coming from the sky.
Li Yan looked carefully and could tell that it was clearly a monster with a huge body. The monster was more than three hundred feet wide and a thousand feet long. Its thick dark yellow hair looked like a layer of oil had been poured on it.
Under the scorching sun, the dark yellow hair on the edge of the monster's body shimmered with golden light, as if it had a layer of gold.
The shadow beneath him was huge, covering the land below. As it flew rapidly, the shadow continued to cover the land and rivers below as it moved rapidly, like a giant carpet that was constantly undulating.
On its head covered with thick hair, there is a pair of golden eyes hidden in it, glowing with a layer of ferocity, looking down indifferently at all the living beings below.
When the big mouth is closed, there are two white fangs as thick as a few people hugging each other, crisscrossing up and down at the corners of the lips, like four giant pillars.
Li Yan knew that this monster was the "Beiming Mountain Divine Tiger", which was ranked ninety-eight in the world. It was the sacred mountain beast of the Pure Land Sect. It is said that there are only two of them in total, a pair of mother and son. Unexpectedly, this peerless beast would also appear during this battle.
"Is this the old one or the little one? It's strange, aren't there three in the world? Where did the little 'Beiming Mountain Divine Tiger' come from?"
After Li Yan recognized the origin of this monster beast, an idea that had nothing to do with this moment suddenly appeared in his mind.
On top of the tiger's head, there were more than twenty monks standing in the shape of a "human" with a pointed cone. Behind these twenty people, on the tiger's back, was a mass of black monks.
At the forefront of the "human" shape at the tiger's head, a monk in gray cloth robes has one hand raised on his chest and his eyes are lowered. This monk is of medium build and appears to be in his thirties.
His face is as golden as copper, with a pair of unforgettable long eyebrows, which are black and crescent-shaped and hang down to his chin.
Li Yan knew at a glance that the twenty-odd people on Hutou were all Nascent Soul stage monks, and they were the strongest men standing at the highest level on this continent.
"The leader is Master Lioyuan of the Pure Land Sect, who is a true Vajra Arhat."
Tantai Dongyue's voice sounded low among Li Yan's group. She had practiced in the Pure Land Sect for many years, so she was very familiar with the situation of the Pure Land Sect.
"He is the Master of Yuanyuan?"
"This is the late great monk..."
As Tantai Dongyue explained, Li Yan and others took a breath of air.
In this world, all the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage can count them on their fingers. Therefore, any monk who has stepped into the foundation building or above will know their names.
Legend has it that this Master of Liaoyuan not only has profound Buddhist teachings, but can also transfer souls and supersouls, and his Buddhist skills are even more unfathomable.
It is said that when he was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he wanted to ascend to the fairy world with only his physical body, but there was something wrong with the ascension node he found that time.
Two other mid-stage Nascent Soul monks who were with Liao Yuan were wrapped up in the turbulent space. It was not until four hundred years later that Master Liao Yuan returned to the Pure Land Sect alone.
Although he was already a withered figure, his cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage in only four hundred years, and there was no news of the other two Nascent Soul monks who were wrapped up in the turbulent space with him.
In the end, he also met the descendants of the two Nascent Soul Stage monks, and then chose to retreat. After another two hundred years, the name Liao Yuan was gradually mentioned by few people again.
Because no one has seen him again, many people speculate that he may have ascended to the fairy world. After all, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he didn't bring any magic weapons and dared to reach the ascension node alone with his physical body, let alone the later stage.
Unexpectedly, he would appear again in the mortal world today. Although two hundred years have passed, his name is still moving even though no new Nascent Soul monk has been promoted to a great monk.
