At this time, the eyes of several monks from the Demon Sect beside Li Yantong had fallen on the two people on the right side of Master Yuan.
A monk is tall and thin, about sixty years old, with a gloomy face, without a trace of joy, anger, sorrow or joy on his face.
The other person was a young man with dark skin and short hair. His face looked much gentler. He was listening to the words of the other monk beside him, and would narrow his eyes from time to time.
The reason why these two people attracted the attention of Li Yan and others was because they were both wearing the costumes of the Demon Sect.
"Two masters, Zhu Luan and Mo Gu!" .??.??
Several people thought of two people at the same time. These two people were the top Yuanying beings in the Sprite Sect, and both were great monks in the late Yuanying period.
Unlike Da Cen and Mo Qing, who would show up occasionally, these two almost never showed up.
Even for Li Wuyi and the other elders of the Demon Sect, they are legendary existences that no one has ever seen.
"Didn't you hear that these two masters went to the crack in Yin Mo Cliff? They actually came here for this battle."
Li Yan remembered what Wei Zhongran once said about several Yuan Ying ancestors of the sect.
However, whether it was Li Yan, Gong Yuantai, Tantai Dongyue, or Du Sanjiang, they all just guessed that they were these two ancestors, but no one could tell who was who because they had never seen them in person.
And at this moment, a huge black shadow came over Li Yan and the others with a roar.
"Gongsun Changxing is here to welcome all fellow Taoists back!"
No matter what the people below are thinking, a white figure has slowly risen from the entrance in front, facing the huge shadow in the sky, while cupping his fists and holding his hands.
Subsequently, the twelve Golden Elixir monks behind Gongsun Changxing had paid their respects. Li Yan and others, feeling the overwhelming pressure from the sky, had long since shut up and paid their respects one after another.
"Congratulations to senior on your return on your great victory!"
I don’t know which Jin Dan in front of me spoke. After Li Yan and the others heard the words, they quickly echoed in unison. The sound shocked everyone, and it was quite powerful.
"Amitabha, Junior Brother Gongsun is guarding this place. He has a heavy responsibility. Junior Brother, please help me!"
He stepped out of the "Beiming Mountain Divine Tiger" in one step, and his figure was suspended in the air. He looked only five or six years older than Gongsun Changxing, and his voice was deep and steady.
But those who knew the inside story knew that this monk was at least more than 1,300 years old, more than 600 years older than Gongsun Changxing.
His magic power is already at the top level of the Desolate Moon Continent today. Gongsun Changxing has always been aloof and cold as a swordsman, and is indifferent to many people. However, when facing Master Yuan, he was very humble.
At the same time, he also bowed respectfully to Zhu Luan and other four late Nascent Soul cultivators beside him.
Among the other four great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, there was a girl in a white dress dressed in Shibuyuan attire. She was about twenty-eight years old and had no spiritual power fluctuations on her body.
It’s just that whether it’s appearance or temperament, They are all like the legendary Guanghan Fairy, which makes people feel that they are thousands of miles away, and the ice of eternity makes them feel like they are something extraordinary. They are so beautiful that people dare not look directly at them.
Facing Gongsun Changxing's salute, the girl in the white dress just nodded slightly and said nothing. But Gongsun Changxing said "ancestor" and his attitude was more respectful.
In addition to the girl in the white dress, there is also an old Taoist who is about fifty years old. This old Taoist has an amiable appearance, always smiling on his face, and occasionally brushing his goatee under his chin with his hand.
"Is this the topmost late-stage Nascent Soul monk from the four major sects?"
Li Yan and others still maintained their posture of paying homage before the superiors spoke again.
At this time, no matter how courageous the people were, they were all respectful and did not even dare to express their anger.
Li Yan had already guessed the origins of these people in his mind. Needless to say, the old Taoist priest at the end must be the strongest Yuanying Stage member of the Taixuan Sect who escaped from the South China Sea.
Li Yan didn't know if all the great monks of the late Nascent Soul of the four major sects were here, but he could guess that it was probably the case.
He recalled in his heart that the three sects of the Shibuyuan had painstakingly jointly designed the Sprite Sect in the secret realm. Judging from the five great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, none of the other three sects could be a match for the Sprite Sect.
In particular, the two members of the Demon Sect are still very good at using swords to deviate and use poison to set up ambushes, which makes people unable to guard against them and gives them headaches.
Under such circumstances, if there is no invasion from foreign tribes, it would be strange for the three sects not to join forces to fight against the Sprite Sect. Otherwise, it is very likely that the three sects will be slowly cannibalized by the Sprite Sect.
After being polite to Duke Sun Xing, Liao Yuan looked at the thousands of foundation-building monks standing below.
"Returning from a great victory? Amitabha, you will be exempted from this etiquette for now, but I will teach you how to do it."
His tone suddenly became serious, and his face was solemn. He just flicked his right hand upwards, and a soft power came from his gray monk's robe.
Li Yan suddenly felt a warm current blowing through his body, making him feel as if he was in the spring of March. He felt indescribably comfortable, and the huge pressure brought by the monk above him was completely wiped away.
As soon as this force reached his body, Li Yan suddenly woke up instinctively, and his spiritual power began to circulate involuntarily.
This is the self-protection produced by any monk when he suddenly senses an external force.
But when Li Yan was shocked, the spiritual power in his body was blocked by this gentle force as soon as it arose.
Even when this force was blocking Li Yan's magic power, it seemed unusually gentle, like a pair of warm hands slowly holding down the restless wave.
Li Yan was surprised to find that thousands of people around him all had the same expression on their faces. Thousands of people stood up straight just by the force of this brush.
One by one, they looked into the sky in horror. The monk's robes rolled up by the unimpressive gray figure had already passed through the air easily. It only shook slightly at the last moment, when Li Yan and the others looked up.
Just when Li Yan and the others were still horrified by the monk's gentle blow, even Gongsun Changxing in front stood up straight.
Only a few Jindan who were standing closest to Gongsun Changxing noticed the difference. They clearly saw the look of surprise flash across Gongsun Changxing's face.
Suddenly he understood that even Gongsun Changxing could not withstand the force of the other party's seemingly light and weightless brush.
Although Gongsun Changxing did not deliberately use all his magic power to resist, then why did the young monk above use too much magic power.
Many people were still shocked by the monk's unfathomable cultivation. With the last flick of the monk's robe, a yellow golden light flew out from his monk's robe.
This golden light rose in the wind, and in an instant, a huge golden curtain hung from the sky.
This golden sky curtain, while growing in size, has exploded into a stunning red and white color. ??
Li Yan's eyes hurt from the direct stabbing, and most of them closed their eyes involuntarily at the first moment. If they didn't believe that this divine monk would not suddenly take action against them, they would have tried to run away.
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After everyone calmed down, they opened their eyes again and looked at the golden sky that was so big that it almost covered the sky at the entrance to Fengliang Mountain.
Li Yan endured the dazzling light brought by the red and white colors. After getting used to it, he immediately stared at the golden screen.
On the golden curtain were rows of vertical characters, like long thin bamboos. Li Yan looked carefully and saw that there were names and sects to which they belonged, among other information.
Nearly 40% of the upper part of the golden sky was covered with large red characters that were as dazzling as blood. It was not until nearly halfway that it turned into white characters.
"Tian Lingmen, Tian Chengzi, in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, died!
Wucai Poison Sect, Tianshuang Fairy, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, died!
Mingtuo Temple, Big Wood Arhat, in the early stage of Yuanying, died!
Heavenly Whale Sea, Heaven-turning God Li Hua, Nascent Soul early stage, died!
Loose cultivator, Master Canmu, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, died...,
Twelve docks, Ye Fengsan, the master of Hidden Sky Island, was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his physical body collapsed, and Nascent Soul was seriously injured!
Miaomu'an, Yuanling Shenni, in the middle stage of Yuanying, the physical body collapsed, and Yuanying was seriously injured!
In the Shenmu family, one tree was passed down from generation to generation, and the tree was forgotten. In the middle stage of Nascent Soul, two souls were lost and seriously injured!
The ancestor of the Huchen family, Huchen, was seriously injured and fell into coma..."
Li Yan and the others quickly understood the meaning of the golden sky curtain, and they couldn't help but open their mouths. The blood-red writing on the top represented the seventeen Nascent Soul monks.
these monks They have all heard of some, more or less, some of them, all of them are top experts who can make the Desolate Moon Continent shake with just a stomp of their feet.
But the blood-red word "Death" behind each of their names made people feel unbelievable. They were Nascent Soul monks.
Nascent Soul already has the great magical power of teleportation, and can travel thousands of miles with his thoughts, and cannot be traced without the physical body. Who can stop and kill each other?
At this time, Monk Liaoyuan's voice came again.
"In this battle, except for a small number of Yuanying monks who stayed behind and the 30% Golden Core monks, the rest of the monks spread out from three defensive points and all responded to the battle.
On our side, one person died in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, eight in the early stage of Yuanying, eight people were seriously injured in the Nascent Soul cultivator, 79 people died in the late stage of the Disabled Golden Core, 322 people died in the early stage of the Golden Core, and 322 people died in the early stage of the Golden Core..."
The numbers of casualties exploded in everyone's minds, causing the monks who were still a little excited to become speechless.
After a while, there were some sobbing sounds from below. They were monks who had seen their ancestors or close relatives die on the golden sky. After being stunned, they finally couldn't restrain themselves.
The death of a family or sect ancestor means that the family has declined or even died, which makes the disciples feel sad.
Li Yan's eyes rested on the words "Huchen family, ancestor of Huchen, was seriously injured and fainted!"
The image of Huchen Wuding and the past of Huchen's family suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Ancestor Hu Chen is also here, and he almost died, but I don't know how injured he is? Then I don't know whether Hu Chen is here or not, and which battlefield he went to, but at least he didn't appear in Fengliang Mountain."
Li Yan also looked for this person who he helped because of a transaction, but did not find him during his stay in Fengliang Mountain. In fact, Li Yan wanted to get news about Zhuo Lingfeng.
Listening to the death figures mentioned by Master Yuan, Li Yan was also shocked. So many monks died in this battle. For them, although they had been mentally prepared, it was still far beyond their expectations.
However, Li Yan still noticed that there were no deaths or even serious injuries among the monks in the late stage of Yuanying, while only one of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying died.
The main victims of Yuanying monks all appear in the early stage of Yuanying. This shows that once a monk reaches the middle stage of Yuanying, as the classics say, it will be difficult for him to die again.
Teleportation can ignore almost all spaces and restrictions, but there were too many Nascent Soul monks appearing at the same time in this battle between the two sides, and both sides were almost in full force.
Therefore, in the battle, how can we guarantee the so-called fairness? In the early stage of Yuanying, you will not be able to meet the middle stage of Yuanying, or even more unlucky, you will directly encounter the monks in the late stage of Yuanying.
Comparing that level, there is no doubt that more people died in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
I don’t know what bad luck happened to the mid-stage Nascent Soul monk from Fengliang Mountain, and he died.