Hundreds of miles away, Ye Changsheng stood on a mountaintop, observing the battlefield in the distance with the help of a special talisman.
His eyes were mainly focused on the battlefield where the Pill Formation monks were fighting each other. Regarding the battle between the Foundation Formation monks, he only looked at it for a moment and then looked away.
The battlefield for the alchemy monks from both camps is very vast.
The Danjie monks dispersed among themselves, each with their own opponents, and the fight was extremely fierce.
After a night of fighting, many people have died, and many people have fled the battlefield.
There are already less than two hundred people on the entire vast Danjie battlefield.
Nangong Wan is also among them.
Opposite her was a female cultivator who looked like she belonged to the Hehuan sect, and her movements were very charming.
There seems to be little difference in strength between the two. Although Nangong Wan has always had the advantage, her attacks are blocked by the defensive magic weapon of the person opposite her every time, leaving her unable to do anything to the other person.
Judging from the faces of both of them, they were all pale and their vitality was obviously severely damaged.
After a night of fighting, I don't know how much mana is left.
The same is true for the hundreds of pill-forming monks here, and all of them look like they are consuming huge amounts of mana.
Ye Changsheng noticed that some pill-forming monks would evacuate quickly when they couldn't hold on any longer.
Exit the battlefield.
But the process of exiting is not smooth sailing. Some people can escape successfully, while others will be killed by the enemy's alchemy monks during the escape process.
"ah......"
A scream was heard, and a pill-forming monk was unfortunately killed.
"Get away!"
A demonic alchemist spent his essence and blood one after another, using several powerful secret techniques to blast away the enemies around him, and then turned into a line of blood and fled away at high speed.
"Chase!"
A Jie Dan from the Nine-Nation Allied Forces immediately chased after him, intending to beat up the drowned dog.
Scenes like this are happening everywhere on this battlefield.
There are endless chase and escape scenes between Danjie monks.
"Little sister, you are so pretty, what's the point of staying there at the Moon-Yearing Sect? Why not come to the Hehuan Sect, my sister will introduce you to some powerful people, and have a good time!"
Opposite Nangong Wan, the female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect said with a teasing smile.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Nangong Wan's cold face showed a trace of anger, and the red bird ring ignited with red flames all over the sky, and crashed down.
"Ouch, I'm angry!"
The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect gave a sweet smile, twisted her waist like a water snake, and a pink brocade handkerchief flew up above her head, emitting a pink cloud and holding the Vermilion Bird Ring.
"You can't even listen to such words. Could it be that you are still an innocent girl? I remember that your Biyue Sect is not that clear-minded!"
The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect had waves of fascination in her eyes. While teasing Nangong Wan with words, she also used charm techniques to disturb her mind.
"Could it be said that you are the one that no one wants in the Hidden Moon Sect? Hehehe, no one wants such a beautiful woman. Could it be that you have something unspeakable?"
Nangong Wan had a cold face and was not overly excited by the other party's constant teasing.
She didn't know how many times she had heard such words since she met this person.
There were even more obscene and indescribable words. Every verbal attack from the other party would only make the murderous intention in her heart more intense.
"ah......"
Not far away from Nangong Wan, a scream suddenly sounded.
She was shocked, and with a sweep of her consciousness, she discovered that a senior fellow from the Hidden Moon Sect had been killed.
After this person was killed, the man who originally fought with him turned his head and looked at Nangong Wan with a sinister smile on his face.
"Mrs. Miao, we haven't dealt with this person yet, how about I help you?"
"What, Blue Devil, have you fallen in love with her?"
"Hey, the girl from the Hidden Moon Sect practices the same technique as our Hehuan Sect. If I can pick it up, it will be of great benefit to my cultivation!" The man named Lan Mo's eyes flashed with passion.
light.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over and joined forces with Mrs. Miao to attack Nangong Wan.
The two Hehuan Sect's Jiedan took action together, and Nangong Wan quickly became exhausted. She looked around and saw no one who could help her.
As soon as her pretty face changed, Nangong Wan began to think about retreating.
The magic formula she held in her hand suddenly changed, and in an instant, the Suzaku Ring let out a clear cry, the fire burned into the sky, and a red Suzaku flew up.
"boom!"
Suzaku rushed forward and knocked away the magic weapons of the two demonic elixirs. At the same time, a talisman in Nangong Wan's hand inspired her and quickly brought her dozens of miles away.
Turning into a stream of light, Nangong Wan fled the battlefield.
After experiencing many fights in succession, her mana has been severely depleted.
"I have already killed a Demonic Pill Former, so I can be considered worthy of the Nine Nations Alliance Army!" Nangong Wan thought to himself as the figure appeared in the distance.
After last night's battle, she had already killed a demonic alchemy monk.
It was precisely in order to kill that man that she spent a lot of energy, so she ended up fighting to a draw with the Hehuan Sect woman later.
Otherwise, with Nangong Wan's strength, she thought that even if she could not kill the Hehuan Sect woman, she could easily beat her away.
It won't be like now where we can't help each other at all.
Nangong Wan wanted to escape, but the two people from the Hehuan Sect would not let her go easily, so they immediately chased her.
Whoosh!
Whoosh...
The three alchemy monks were chasing and fleeing, and quickly rushed hundreds of miles away, far away from the battlefield.
Nangong Wan was halfway away when she suddenly heard a voice transmission. With a movement in her eyes, she immediately changed direction and galloped away to the side.
The two Alchemy Sect monks did not notice anything unusual and chased them all the way.
When they passed a small hill, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the scenery changed drastically, as if they had entered a land of ice and snow.
"Array?!"
Exclamations came from the mouths of the two Jiedans from the Hehuan Sect. They looked at the scene in front of them in horror.
"This woman, did she bury the formation here in advance?" The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, named Lan Mo, had an incredulous look on his face.
He thought that this was Nangong Wan's preparation before going to the battlefield.
"Buzz!"
There was a tremor in the world where the formation was located, and ice cones suddenly condensed in the void and shot toward the two of them densely.
Mrs. Miao threw out the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and a hazy pink light emitted from the brocade handkerchief, covering her.
The ice picks hit it one by one, but there was no movement at all.
The Blue Devil used magic weapons to bombard them indiscriminately, not only crushing a large number of ice picks, but also attacking the formation itself.
It seems that this formation cannot sustain for long under the hands of the two pill-forming monks.
"Don't hold back, lest that little bitch gets away with you!" Blue Devil shouted to Mrs. Miao on the side.
"Run? Today, this is your death place!" Such a cold voice came from outside the formation.