Wei Zhongran saw a drop of amber transparent liquid in the storage bag.
His consciousness had only entered the storage bag for a short while, and he already felt dizzy and tipsy. He could feel the frightening power contained in the transparent liquid.
Wei Zhongran attached great importance to a protective object of the level of the ancient wine flag. It was a life-saving object at a critical moment.
He is brave, but more importantly, he knows how to save his life.
Above, Li Yan and the others were already inextricably linked to the demon cultivator, and Gong Chenying and the other two were now astonished to Li Yan.
Li Yan can kill demon cultivators at a speed that even two of them combined may not be able to catch up with.
Only thirty breaths of time had passed, and Li Yan had killed four demon cultivators by himself, but he himself was not even harmed at all.
The three of them sometimes joined forces and sometimes faced the enemy separately, but they only killed six demons. Lin Daqiao was also injured in the armpit. Although it was not fatal, the thick ribs were shocking to the eyes.
"Has my junior brother been snatched away?"
Wei Chituo thought, looking at Li Yan's body from the corner of his eye from time to time, trying to get some clues.
"Am I not practicing hard enough?"
Lin Daqiao was speechless. He had escaped from death many times and was reborn through blood. Only then had his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. He thought he would be able to catch up with Fifth Senior Brother and the others in a few years.
But after Li Yan went out for about two years, he became incredibly powerful.
"Li Yan...Jin Dan..."
Gong Chenying's beautiful eyes were filled with color, and she suddenly thought of the distant Tianli tribe.
At this moment, a high-pitched whistle suddenly came from below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff. The whistle alarmed everyone on both sides, and then a sound rolled in.
"Wei Zhongran of the Demonic Sect is here. All the monks should leave the cracks in Yinmo Cliff, immediately, immediately!"
The first few words of Wei Zhongran still seemed a bit dull, and he must have been deep under the crack in Yin Mo Cliff, but after just a few words, his voice became clearer and clearer.
It is obvious that he is rising rapidly at an incredible speed.
Wei Zhongran's reputation is already great. Except for some small sects who didn't know it at first, monks from second-rate sects and above knew him.
For the main monks of the four major sects, those sects will keep it in mind and at the same time warn their disciples to avoid accidentally offending each other without knowing it.
Recently, Wei Zhongran has become the person in charge of Fengliang Mountain. His name is known far and wide, and more people know him than even the Yuanying monks.
When he made a sound, no matter whether it was the monks fighting below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff, or the monks on the cliff, or high in the sky, they could all hear it clearly.
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Fifty thousand feet high in the sky, Mr. Da held out a finger with a solemn expression and pointed at a red hair in front of him.
The hair was as thick as an adult's arm, and it would be more appropriate to say it looked like a huge tentacle. The slender red hairs on it fluttered regularly like seaweed.
It's heart-wrenching and terrifying to watch. As these red fluffs fluttered, ripples that could only be seen by the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators emanated from them, twisting the space thousands of feet around Mr. Da.
Thousands of feet away, the ancient wine flag was sitting cross-legged in the sky, and from time to time it would raise its palm and slap it in the sky.
Every time he slapped his palm, the fingers stretched out by the red-haired Mr. Big would tremble, and veins would appear on his forehead.
The aura on his body surged for a while, and then he took a step back. When his steps fell, those invisible twisted space ripples collided with his retreating figure, making a continuous sound of "chichichi".
The black robe on Mr. Da's body has been cut with countless small cracks, revealing his skin that is dry and dry. There are some blood lines on the exposed skin that are slowly fading away.
However, as the blood line subsided, Mr. Da's aura became unstable and became strong and weak.
The ancient wine flag in the distance seems to be in no hurry. He wants to trap Mr. Da to death and prevent him from having a chance to explode.
At this moment, Mr. Da's brows suddenly raised, and his eyes looked downward, as if he was trying to penetrate layers of fog.
"What did you do to the Second Realm Passage?"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the ancient wine flag. The ancient wine flag in the distance suddenly laughed loudly, and he stood up amid the laughter.
"No need to hold you back any longer, it seems we're done, it's time to put an end to the relationship between you and the Desolate Moon Continent!"
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Tutai was furious. He was tightly entangled by Da Ling, Su Changyang, and Zhan Tian, leaving him unable to spare any time to distract himself from other matters.
And below, with the support of Qian Fangshu and the fourth-level demon cultivator from the secret realm, the demon side is retreating steadily, and the building is in danger.
This was exactly the plan they had formulated earlier, and it began to bear fruit.
Trading time for space, using the lives of the monks from the Desolate Moon Continent to drag down the South China Sea Demonic Cultivators who had no backup, the battle losses increased, and the back-up force was insufficient.
Then at the right time, he cooperated with the Nanhai monks inside and outside, and a big battle was carried out, and the number of demon cultivators and foreign monks was once again consumed by 7788.
However, the final decisive battle was not what the commander had planned. However, this time Tutai and the others came together in full force and used all their strength to make a surprise attack on Fengliang Mountain.
But this is the only strength they can have for a surprise attack. Once it fails, they can only hide again.
If the three of them were placed in their prime, the outcome of which one he would face is unknown.
However, these three people are now under great depletion of lifespan and their vitality has been severely damaged, but he still cannot win.
But the cooperation between the three of them was extremely clever. Although they were in a hostile state before, now that the four of them, including Yuandu, have reached this state, they are invincible in this world.
Therefore, the only people who can discuss things with them are each other.
Over hundreds of years, of course, for others
The methods are quite understood, and there is no sense of stagnation when working together.
Da Ling has cultivated to the "Little Luo Golden Body", which is not much worse than the physical body of Tutai at the Demon General level.
Although his vitality is severely injured and he is no longer able to fight against him, he will not directly fight head-on. It is still possible to stay close to him for a while and a half.
Su Changyang was on one side, raising his palm in the air. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Tutai had to deal with it carefully, which made Tutai angry.
The old guy was just like a hedgehog, not as strong as himself, but full of poisons. He didn't recognize many of those poisons, they were endless, and he didn't dare to deal with them head-on.
What's even more hateful is that Su Changyang would sometimes raise his hands, move his shoulders, and shake his head with a smile on his face. While Tutai was concentrating on it, nothing happened.
"This old immortal!"
Tutai felt that his teeth were itching, but he had no choice at all. The opponent was just not at his peak, but his fighting spirit and killing methods were still there.
Otherwise, if a Nascent Soul comes, Tutai will close his eyes and let him beat him for a whole day, but he will not care, and he will destroy the opponent with a raise of his hands. .??.
Zhan Tian, who was farther away, was standing quietly without any movement at all. A sword light flashed out from nowhere beside Tutai, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to poke out.
When Toutai was about to succeed when he attacked the close Dali, he had to avoid it immediately. After several rounds of attacks, Toutai and the three of them were holding on to the defensive line, and Tutai was unable to break through at all for a while.
The situation below was deteriorating again and again. As a general of the demon clan, Tutai suddenly felt bad in his heart.
Both of them are actually delaying now, waiting for the outcome of the battle between Nine Heavens Ancient Wine Flag and Mr. Da, who will decide the fate of the entire Desolate Moon Continent.
However, thirty breaths of time have passed, and no one from above has returned, which makes the four of them feel anxious.
Suddenly, a howling sound came from below the crack in Yinmo Cliff, followed by thunderous sounds one after another.
Tutai's expression changed dramatically, and for a moment he became confused and confused. In his consciousness, an unstoppable force was rising crazily from beneath the crack in Yin Mo Cliff.
He was very familiar with this aura. It was the power of the space in the two-dimensional barrier, and it contained the aura of the "Boundary Breaking Pearl" that he was familiar with.
"Someone detonated the 'Boundary Breaking Pearl' in the crack of Yin Mo Cliff!"
Several thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. Something happened below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff. It was originally what Toutai wanted to see and do the most.
However, that voice came from a monk from the Sprite Sect. How could a monk from the Sprite Sect take the initiative to detonate a "Boundary Breaking Pearl"?
"Internal response? Great change?"
These two results quickly came to Tutai's mind, but then he thought of the name "Wei Chongran".
He had seen this name many times in the battle reports. Tutai, a die-hard cultivator from the Xiaoshi Sect, suddenly felt something bad when he thought of Wei Zhongran's identity.
………… > Below the cliff, the monks on both sides were fighting extremely fiercely. The monks on both sides had already become red-eyed. The moment they heard the sound, they all stagnated for a moment.
Following this, many Fengliangshan monks who had extra strength did not hesitate at all. After forcing the enemy back with one move, they already ducked and flew upwards. This was because they subconsciously trusted Wei Zhongran.
But there are still many monks who are either unable to escape because they are entangled by demonic cultivators, or have already lost their minds for some reason, and are still chasing each other around wildly to kill them.
However, in this situation, only two breaths have passed, and everything has completely changed.
After two breaths, a heaven-destroying aura surged out from the depths of the Yinmo Cliff crack. As this force rose, the entire Yinmo Cliff crack began to shake violently.
The thick green and black fog seemed to be boiling. Large rocks began to fall off the cliffs around the abyss with the huge earthquakes. Loud "rumbling" sounds were heard continuously, and there was a strong tendency for the surrounding areas to collapse and squeeze towards the center.
The screams of the monks and the sound of the collision of magic weapons were drowned out.
At this moment, the monks on both sides finally stopped fighting. The monks from Fengliangshan took the opportunity to fly upwards desperately, while some of the demon cultivators stayed in place, while others took the opportunity to fly upwards. For a moment, they didn't know what happened.
That's because there are more demon cultivators under the cracks in Yin Mo Cliff and they will attack here at all costs today.
"The passage to the second realm has been opened? Has Lord Demon Emperor come in person?"
"Something happened in the Second Realm Passage?"
Many thoughts came to the minds of every demon cultivator in the thick fog under the cliff, and they were a little confused.
Therefore, some demon cultivators do not know whether to take the opportunity to attack upwards, or to risk exploring the path to the past...
The lost continent is commonly known as the "Devil World".
There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and dark clouds were tumbling in the sky like monsters with the wind. An isolated mountain peak was like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.
At this moment, there is a huge vortex of black, white and blue spinning rapidly in the dark sky.
The three-color vortex has existed in the Forgotten Continent for tens of millions of years. It is firmly controlled by the Black Demon Clan. No sects or families that cultivate immortals are allowed to exist within a radius of 100,000 miles.
There is also a huge formation set up by the black demons at all costs, covering everything here.
The three-color vortex spread out under the thick clouds, it was as big as two hundred miles, and it was turning so slowly.
At this time, there were neat teams of armored soldiers, both male and female, lined up on the top of Rujian Mountain. Most of these people's cultivation levels were at the level of demon soldiers. They looked up at the three-color vortex, their eyes filled with bloodlust and excitement.
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The leader of the team was a demon with a powerful aura. These people were dressed in fine black armor and shone with a biting light. They also looked up at the sky.
Looking at the groups of soldiers flying into the three-color vortex from beside him, a strong fighting spirit shone deep in his eyes.
Today, they will break through the second barrier in the three-color vortex in one fell swoop and capture the Desolate Moon Continent on the other side!