With such a trend of demon cultivators attacking constantly, 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 is 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 seemed a lot more relaxed, not just her, but most of the disciples of Buli Peak 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 the next moment.
Compared with them, the only ones who are more beautiful are the disciples of Spirit Insect Peak. The screams of various birds and monsters are loud to the sky, and they fight against the demon cultivators or monsters until blood splatters everywhere. The master monk appears to have died within a period of time.
The probability 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 it weren't for the support of their companions, they wouldn't dare to consume their spiritual consciousness so unscrupulously.
"Actually, I don't think it's necessary for our ancestors to ask us to 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 not small."
Li Changting watched the other Buli Peak disciples around her driving the Gu worms. 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, and 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 fall from the air with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
The next moment, the figure of the sword cultivator quickly disappeared into the thick fog. However, with this seemingly vertical and horizontal fighting method, one person is often surrounded by several demon cultivators, and it is only a matter of time before he perishes.
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 pointed out the other slender jade finger in the air continuously. Seventy or eighty golden and brown beetle-like Gu insects were flapping their wings to fight with a demon cultivator.
A layer of thin beads of sweat oozed out from her smooth forehead. It only took less than a hundred breaths, and nearly half of her consciousness was consumed.
While 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 sky, 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. In the next moment, the demon cultivator was strangled to pieces.
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During this period, a thin sword cultivator had tears streaming down his face. He screamed and hugged the fallen head, his eyes tearing open.
Sword cultivators also have sword formations, 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 relationship strength will lack the arrogance of sword cultivators and form a sword formation to face the enemy.
"Did your little lover practice some kind of yin-replenishing yang technique? He hasn't been seen for a year. He may have a group of wives and concubines outside. His current strength is definitely the strongest in Xiaozhu Peak's foundation building.
, how much Yuan Yin do you need to absorb to do this? Hehe..."
Li Changting withdrew her gaze and changed the topic with a smile on her face. This kind of thing happened almost every day in the Yin Mo Cliff Crack. She had seen too much about it, and she didn't want to talk about the Shibuyuan monks anymore.
As he spoke, he pinched his hand, and once again a large number of Gu insects flew out and pounced into the thick fog ahead, where numerous 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 cultivator at all, and at the same time, a ray of her consciousness also quietly swept towards Li Yan. The scene that appeared in her consciousness made Zhao Min pause involuntarily while performing the magic technique.
pause.
"Did he kill that demon cultivator? Why can't you 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 technique of gathering yin and replenishing yang, what other technique 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 loudly.
Although she was amazed at Li Yan's strength in her heart, she still couldn't accurately pinpoint Li Yan's specific combat power.
With her eyes that are now in the golden elixir realm, she can't detect anything except that Li Yan is very strong. Li Yan seems to be covered with a layer of fog, just like the green and black thick fog around him, which she can't see through.
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...
Before taking two breaths, the thin 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 palm was slightly 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 Yan felt an evil wind in his heart, and the other long cyan chain on the demon cultivator's arm instantly went around from one side to behind Li Yan.
It was like a shooting arrow that suddenly appeared and 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 was the strongest among the three and one beast who attacked the four of them at the same time.
It was so strong that Gong Chenying himself was not sure whether he could defeat the opponent without getting hurt.
But she had no time to remind her. The toes of the magic cultivator that popped up and kicked like a large urn in front of her continued without slowing down. With a flick of the green halberd in her right hand, a ball of green light was about to escape from the halberd and shoot out behind Li Yan.
But Li Yan's reaction was faster, so fast that Gong Chenying's consciousness couldn't 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 instantly penetrated into his body, 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 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 touch of the attack on his hand made the hairs on his body stand up. The two-hand combined attack that was bound to win only produced two sharp sounds of piercing the air, criss-crossing in front of him.
The emaciated demon Xiu suddenly felt that something was not good. He was also a commander in 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 Gong Chenying's eyes on the other side as he turned his head.
, the next moment, the skinny demon cultivator's body separated from the top of his head downwards, 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. At the position where Li Yan and Gong Chenying formed a circle, Li Yan was facing forward, staring.
There was a rain of blood all over the sky.
The emaciated demon cultivator had no time to even utter a scream. At this moment, Wei Chituo's demon-subduing pestle was being retracted from the vines in front of him. Lin Daqiao was retreating, and a black light had just been shot out from his hand.
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 severely injuring him. This was the smoothest fighting method among them.
Li Yan, on the other hand, was even faster. In one breath, he not only stopped the sneak attack on his opponent 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 same place at all.
It was fine that the other fighting groups in the surrounding area didn't pay attention, but this scene made Gong Chenying and the others stunned.
In addition to the large urn-like demonic cultivator that was kicked away by Gong Chenying and was still retreating in the air, even the man and beast who attacked Wei Chituo and Lin Daqiao were a little sluggish.
The Slender Demon Cultivator is the one with the highest cultivation level, the strongest combat power, and the most experience in fighting among their group of attackers. He is a powerful existence with the ability to attack the demon head.
But after just one encounter, without even uttering a scream, it turned into a corpse that fell into the thick fog. This made each person and the beast feel an inexplicable fear welling up in their hearts.
However, it was impossible for them to retreat at this time. Even Lin Daqiao, who had the lowest cultivation level here, the black light emitted from his hand swelled in the wind, and a ball of ink-like liquid had arrived 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, but they still walked out after a bloody battle time and time again, surviving narrowly.
One is that both of them are smart people, and the other is that the skills practiced by the Sprite Sect are not the path to fight with others head-on. Even the Spiritual Insect Peak, which is known for cultivating monster beasts, cannot fight against others.
I also like to use clever tricks to win.
Therefore, when Lin Daqiao saw that he was unable to defeat him, he took advantage of the situation and used his strength to release a ball of poisonous juice from his hand. This was an instinctive and subconscious behavior.
"Little... little junior brother, what is your cultivation level?"
Lin Daqiao blurted out the words after his consciousness reached Li Yan's side.
When he first saw Li Yan, Lin Daqiao was so shocked by Li Yan's state of mind that he almost dropped his jaw.
Now, the series of strange scenes in which Li Yan killed his opponent made him shocked beyond words.
This chapter has been completed!