As long as they move their hands, the other god-transforming monks on the Desolate Moon Continent will sense something abnormal in the world with the spirit-transformation aura that stirs the heaven and earth.
Therefore, as long as the opponent can be held back, it will be more beneficial to the Demon Sect. This shows that Wei Zhongran and Mo Qing's vision is also very vicious.
Just weighing up the countermeasures in an instant will not cause problems for the Ancient Wine Flag. If the overall situation can be maintained at a stalemate, it is the best strategy.
Gu Jiuqi only hesitated slightly, and then he circled his magic spells and locked onto the two strongest opponents. He also felt that Wei Zhongran and the others had the right idea.
Just as Wei Zhongran and Mo Qing were facing the early-stage god-transformation monk, Gong Chenying looked at the three late-stage Nascent Soul monks rushing towards him and immediately shouted loudly.
"Min'er, let's help Master and the others! Qianji, Zikun, Senior Brother, and Master Li, you have to entangle at least two of them! The rest of you, concentrate your efforts and kill one of them first no matter what!"
Seeing the scene in front of her, Gong Chenying immediately recalled the past scene in her mind. She knew very well how big the difference was between the Soul Transformation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm.
At first, with the strength of Li Yan, the Great Elder, Hong Yin, and Yan, they were all almost killed by Xue Longzi.
Among these people, except for Li Yan, there were three people who were already at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, and they were all killed in unspeakable agony.
As for Wei Zhongran and Mo Qing, they have only entered the late stage of Nascent Soul. In all likelihood, they will be unable to fight against the other side. Once there is a free spirit cultivator, their side will be defeated.
Therefore, even if one's own Nascent Soul cultivators suffer heavy losses for the time being, as long as high-end combat power exists, there is still hope.
She knows the combat power of the two demons, Zikun in the middle of the fourth level and Qianji in the early stage of the fourth level.
But they all have innate magical powers that are unique to monsters, and coupled with the unique group attack method of Qianji's clansmen, the strength they finally exerted is not comparable to that of ordinary Nascent Soul monks.
Among the remaining people, Li Wuyi and Li Yuyin were also the first to form babies, and they have also reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It would be best if they could hold off one of them in the later stage.
There are a lot of Yuanying monks in the Sprite Sect, but most of them are still in the early stage of Yuanying. It is best for all the remaining Yuanying monks to achieve the result of an elephant being killed by too many ants.
But if this happens, the Sprite Sect will definitely suffer heavy casualties.
"Just do what Sixth Junior Sister said and hold the other party back!"
Li Wuyi also spoke sternly. Without leaving Yu Yin to speak, he rushed straight towards a late-stage Nascent Soul enemy.
"No one..."
Li Changting felt a little anxious when he saw it, and just as he was about to follow closely, he heard a sound of scolding.
"Do as he says, as long as you can trap one person!"
Amidst the shouting and scolding, Li Yuyin also swayed and attacked the same person at the same time as Li Wuyi.
While Gong Chenying was speaking, the spear on his back let out a dragon roar, soared into the sky, and she grabbed the gun.
Dressed in blue with arrow sleeves, her aura suddenly surged. She looked like a blue phoenix and her spear looked like a swimming dragon!
Zhao Min did not hesitate at all. Her grasp of the battle situation was also extremely keen, and she knew that she had to use her life to "delay" the opponent.
She had long since missed Li Yan, and she had asked Gong Chenying more than once about the decisive battle between the gods that took place in the Tianli tribe.
Although she had not been there in person, she already knew every detail of what Gong Chenying said, and knew the true terror of the cultivator.
Gong Chenying just said one sentence, and she already knew what the other person was thinking.
"Quickly step back..."
When Mo Qing heard Gong Chenying's voice, he and Wei Zhongran were approaching him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
Gong Chenying and the two girls are both in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so they can't play much role at all. Instead, they can help the three enemies in the late Nascent Soul stage to play their greatest role.
But not before he finished speaking, he felt two powerful auras coming from behind instantly. Zhao Min was wearing white clothes in the snow, and there were strange magic flowers swaying on her snow-white jade neck.
Gong Chen's shadow is like a raging fire, breaking through the air to attack and kill!
As for the monk who was in the early stage of becoming a god and the two monks who were in the late stage of Nascent Soul in front of him, he didn't care if he pounced on him. He originally wanted to capture the two strongest people in the Nascent Soul realm first.
But how come even two monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul jumped at me risking their lives?
"Is there no one here? A dog jumping over the wall is not useful if there are more people!"
The man snorted coldly in his heart, but on the other side, there was already a huge explosion. It was the ancient wine flag that was faster, and it was instantly fighting with two powerful men in the realm of gods.
But just when the sarcastic look in the eyes of this monk in the early stages of becoming a god disappeared, two bursts of aura from behind came overwhelmingly from the opposite side.
The speed at which he was about to take action was instantly slowed down.
"The late Yuan Ying stage?"
The moment the two women took action, their auras surged exponentially, and the aura they exuded was not even weaker than that of Mo Qing and Wei Zhongran.
This made Mo Qingke stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Zhao Min and Gong Chenying were so powerful.
The two girls have always been extremely low-key and never interacted with other Yuanying disciples. When they stayed in the sect, they stayed in the bamboo courtyard every day and almost never went out.
This made many people think that Wei Chong
Except for Lin Daqiao, Wei Chituo, and Wen Xinliang, the disciples he taught and the heirs he gave birth to were a bit different, and everyone else seemed to be carved out of the same mold as him.
But the cultivator in the early stage of becoming a god opposite him immediately sensed the two women flying towards him. His cultivation should still be in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but his power was too fierce.
"It should be that the cultivation method is too special!"
At this moment, Gong Chenying's chest was already burning with flames. If he could have had the strength he has now, how great would it be to be able to face the enemy side by side with his junior brother.
But this time, she is no longer powerless and can only watch the battle! .??.
"Boom boom boom..."
Along with the roar of the ancient wine flag, the five people here also attacked each other in an instant.
Mo Qing was the first to retreat, with blood spilling from his mouth and nose, followed closely by Gong Chenying and Zhao Min, who also flew away with a loud explosion.
But Wei Zhongran, who was holding two hammers, had already changed his usual gentle demeanor. He held a black gold sledgehammer in each hand. The hammer heads looked very scary, the size of three or four adult heads.
A long spike protruded from the top of Wujin's hammer head, which was constantly emitting dark golden light. Wei Zhongran was dressed in a dark green robe, standing in the wind.
At this time, a pair of sledgehammers were hitting the sky. It was a golden mountain-cutting ax, and it was slashing down!
"Zizzizi..."
A burst of arcs of black light and golden light intersected.
"boom!"
Another muffled sound came, and Wei Zhongran's body shook violently, and he strode backwards. With every step he took, a black crack appeared in the void under his feet.
At the same time, streams of blood overflowed from his mouth.
"Huh? Why are you so strong?"
The monk who was in the early stage of becoming a god, the mana condensed in his hand collapsed in an instant, and the golden giant ax flew backwards, and was caught in his hand. A strange color flashed in his eyes.
These four people actually joined forces and blocked his own blow. He was a monk in the realm of gods.
The monk who flew out first was fine. He was a normal late-stage Nascent Soul monk, but his cultivation was a bit slippery.
Although the opponent was knocked away, a lot of power was relieved, and he was unable to seriously injure him.
Then came the two women who were in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. They turned out to be two physical cultivators, and their strength was completely comparable to those in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Moreover, with an amazingly powerful body, even if he was knocked back, he was still uninjured, and he was even stronger than the monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The woman in blue with arrow sleeves
, the strange searing heat coming from the gun was able to absorb nearly 20% of his attacks, and the searing heat hit his internal organs directly, making his muscles and veins sting a little.
As for the female cultivator in white, her bones cracked with a single punch, and a numbing sensation spread across her body.
But the most outrageous thing was that the slightly fat young man, who seemed gentle, took 40% of his attacks by himself, and finally, with the cooperation of several people, he even knocked away his magic weapon.
The depth of his power over the law does not seem to be inferior to his own, but his ability to use the power of the laws of heaven and earth is still far behind.
This resulted in the fact that although the opponent's magic power was strangely powerful, a lot of it was still wasted and dissipated during the attack.
"It's no wonder that this is the top sect in the continent, and everyone has such a powerful skill!"
This monk in the early stage of becoming a god became jealous in an instant.
They all come from small realms. Although they have their own destiny and finally reach the top, they are not willing to remember the hardships they have endured in their lives.
He immediately realized that these people had practiced some top-notch skills. At this moment, his jealousy and greed burst out. He was already planning to obtain these people's skills.
"Why do you have such good cultivation resources and let us struggle in a small realm? God is so unfair, so let me step on you all!"
While he was thinking in his mind, he raised the big ax in his hand toward the sky with one hand. In an instant, the golden light became stronger, and the air waves rose into the sky...
At this time, in this world, the huge peaks outside the gate of the Demon Sect were constantly collapsing as the earth shook and the mountains shook.
The sky was already changing. Amidst the various explosions, gravel and branches and leaves of trees flew into the sky. The Nascent Soul monks on the other side were already beaten into three groups.
Among these three groups, a large number of Gu insects and Snow Mosquitoes died in just a short period of contact.
First of all, Li Wuyi and Li Yuyin faced off against the late-stage Nascent Soul enemy. They were suppressed by the opponent just once. He was a great monk in the lower realm.
However, the techniques that Li Wuyi and Li Yuyin practice are also high-level techniques from the Sprite Sect, and they also have rich fighting experience.
Although the opponent suppressed them, it was impossible to kill them both in a short time.
Moreover, Li Yuyin also sacrificed a kind of golden Gu insect. This kind of Gu insect has a golden hard shell, and each one is the size of a baby's fist.
As soon as they came up, they surrounded the Nascent Soul Stage monk. Although Li Wuyi and Li Yuyin were knocked back by the opponent's attack, those golden Gu insects also defended against many attacks.