Chapter 1157 Death Contest (I)

"Hmph, you value yourself too much, just wait for a hundred breaths!"

As soon as Mr. Da's words came out of his mouth, Gu Jiuqi's figure had disappeared, and at the same time, he also issued orders to Mo Qing below.

In an instant, dull bursts of explosions were heard from the higher Jiuxiao, and the two god-transforming monks soared up to the ninth level.

They didn't dare to take action below. Not even the Yuanying monks below could survive.

But Gu Jiuqi is still a little worried about the battle below. The strength of the Jindan monks on both sides is not much different at present, so there is no need to worry too much. ????

But the number of Yuanying-level monks on our side is not as good as that of the other party. Under the careful design of the other party, the number of Yuanying-level monks who originally appeared here has been sharply reduced.

Gu Jiuqi also planned to use all his strength to take action this time. He could not let Mr. Da escape anymore. Even if he chased him to the end of the world, he would kill him. Otherwise, it would be even more difficult to find such an opportunity.

The battle between the two sides resumed in an instant, and Li Yan also used the interval of a few breaths to hurriedly send a message to Bai Rou in the corner of the crowd on the other side.

"Sister, you focus on self-protection!"

When Li Yan's voice came from her mind, Bai Rou glanced at Li Yan's position from the corner of her eyes, bit her lip, and nodded gently.

She knew what Li Yan meant. Li Yan was worried that his elixir formation time would not be too long and his strength would be limited.

But Bai Rou absolutely cannot leave this place at this time, otherwise Muliusmen will not want to stand here again in the future. What's more serious is that everyone in the family will be held accountable, so they can only pay more attention to their own safety.

In a battle of this level, the enemies were all with cultivation levels above the Golden Core, and the foundation-building monks couldn't intervene at all. Tang Yuniang had already been put into the spirit storage bag by her.

Li Yan also sent a message to Li Wuyi, Zikun and others at the same time, asking them to pay more attention to defensive cooperation.

Like Zhao Min and those who were in seclusion, Mo Qing and the others did not have time to inform them. The condition of the monks who were forced to leave the seclusion may not be very good.

But just from Mr. Da's own words, it can be seen that it would be good if he could hold off the ancient wine flag without giving a blow to the Yuanying monk.

Therefore, the key to victory between the two sides now lies in the Yuanying monks. As long as one person breaks into the crowd of Jindan monks, it will be a tiger among the sheep.

The two sides collided in an instant. Mo Qing and the other five people were originally thinking about how to block the other seven people and prevent the enemy from entering the group of Jindan monks.

However, the targets of the other party were not those Jindan monks at all, and the seven of them immediately surrounded the five of them.

In an instant, Mo Qing and others also figured out the reason. The big gentleman's goal was to kill as many high-end combatants as possible, not mid- to low-end monks.

In this way, the two sides can quickly level the future situation of the two sides in the shortest possible time.

In fact, the best way is to kill the god-transformation monks on the mainland, but Mr. Da is alone. Even if he knows the location of a certain god-transformation monk in the early and middle stages, he may not dare to go.

If the other party fights to the death and no longer suppresses the cultivation of the God Transformation Stage, then he will not even have a chance to regret it.

It is most likely that he and the enemy are together

Being squeezed out of the deserted continent and wandering to nowhere was the last thing he wanted to see.

In an instant, as if they had already discussed it, the demons each selected their targets and stopped in front of Mo Qing and others.

The red-shirted scribe Qi Jingheng swayed and stood directly in front of Li Yan. He held a long red pen in his hand and thrust it towards Li Yan's chest without saying much.

The failure of his previous sneak attack was caused by Li Yan. Otherwise, even if Mo Qingbu died, he would have been seriously injured at this time. At least one Nascent Soul would be missing from this battle.

This made Qi Jingheng hate Li Yan very much. When several people secretly assigned opponents just now, he immediately chose Li Yan without hesitation. He wanted to kill the newly promoted Nascent Soul monk with his own hands.

On the other side, two demon generals pounced on Wei Zhongran, with even more murderous intent in their eyes. Apparently they recognized this man as the golden elixir monk who blew up the crack in Yin Mo Cliff.

A large number of subsequent reinforcements from the entire demon clan were cut off from the passage, which resulted in the complete failure of that invasion.

This made all the demon cultivators who witnessed that scene hate Gujiu Qi and Wei Zhongran to the core, wishing they could eat their flesh alive and drink their blood.

We haven't seen him for more than a hundred years. Not only did Wei Zhongran successfully conceive a baby, but he was also the strongest among the monks in attacking the space teleportation formation.

The rapid growth was astonishing, and the two demon cultivators immediately targeted Wei Zhongran, wanting to kill him with their own hands.

Facing the encirclement of a mid-stage Nascent Soul and an early-stage Nascent Soul demon general, Wei Zhongran just frowned.

Then he took a long breath, flicked his robe sleeves, and in the flash of black light, a pair of black gold sledgehammers appeared in his hands. Each hammer head looked very terrifying, the size of three or four adult heads.

On the top of Wu Jin's hammer head, there are two long spikes extending out, which are constantly emitting dark gold light and appear very sharp.

Wei Zhongran casually stepped into the void, and with a "bang", he turned into a dark green light and rushed forward.

When Li Yuyin, who was closest to Wei Zhongran, saw this, his beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent. The opponent actually bullied the few with their numbers, and there was also a mid-level demon general among them.

She let out a cold snort in her nose and wanted to step forward to help, but before she could pass, a figure stood in front of her.

"Mituofo! From the donor, how about I accompany you for a while?"

The Great Mirror Zen Master of Mingtuo Temple, wearing a bright red cassock, stood in the middle, blocking her way.

"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

Li Yuyin's eyebrows immediately stood up.

Ye Luohan, who was also in the same instant not far away, looked over here after hearing the shout.

Then he looked forward with a serious face. His pressure was no less than Wei Chongran. He was also surrounded by two people, namely the Sixth Master in the black robe and Hanglin of Taixuan Sect.

The last remaining monk surnamed Ye from the Twelve Docks faced Mo Qing holding a double hook.

This showed how much the other party valued him. In addition to the unexpected strength Wei Chongran had just shown, the demons had the greatest hatred for him.

The remaining two mid-Nascent Soul monks faced Yi Ye and Mo Qing respectively. Obviously, Yi Ye monk of the Buddhist sect was more difficult to deal with, so Hanglin also joined the siege, wanting to kill this difficult meat shield monk as soon as possible.

Even though Hanglin and his team had the advantage in the Nascent Soul stage, they dared not delay any longer, lest they attract other strong men from the Desolate Moon Continent.

Therefore, they adopted the most advantageous idea of ​​concentrating their superior forces to kill the strongest man on the other side first, and then free up more manpower to kill others.

However, they still adopted a more cautious method, fearing accidents.

Before, they also discussed whether to use two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to quickly kill Yi Ye or Wei Chongran, but finally rejected this idea.

Although Mo Qing was the weakest Nascent Soul cultivator in the Wuliang Sect before, he practiced the method of attack and killing, and his methods were strange and unpredictable. If a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage was to deal with him, he might be controlled by him.

Then, the other side would close the distance.

Finally, the seven decided to let a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator deal with Mo Qing, which was more cautious.

At this point, the two sides had nothing to say, and they each launched their strongest attacks as soon as they met.

Each of them wanted to make the other lose one or two more fighters in the shortest time, so that the whole situation would be basically settled.

Li Yan saw the other side's offensive like a rainbow, and his body blurred, and Qi Jinghong's red long pen was inserted into a phantom.

Qi Jinghong's face did not change, and he had expected this. Even if Li Yan had not been promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm for a long time, a Nascent Soul cultivator was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was not so easy to kill him.

With a wave of space, Li Yan's figure appeared 500 feet to the left of Qi Jinghong. He quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and a black rune formed at the moment he pointed.

He then pointed at Qi Jinghong, and the black rune instantly turned into black smoke and sank into the void, disappearing.

And the next moment, Qi Jinghong felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was slightly tingling, and the pure yang magic power cultivated in his body suddenly spontaneously poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The magic power turned into a blood-red, pulsating flame, which suddenly rose in the sea of ​​consciousness. In the red light, the stinging pain immediately disappeared, and Qi Jinghong showed a mocking look on his face.

"Humph, the attack of the Yin Soul Technique is indeed an evil way!"

He chose Li Yan, not only because Li Yan had ruined his good deeds before.

The basic cultivation method of the Wuliang Sect cultivators is the Yin Xie path, and the "Huoyun Sect" cultivation method is pure Yang and extremely strong, which is the most restrained for the Yin Xie sect.

Qi Jinghong's attack just now was actually to test the properties of Li Yan's cultivation method.

r>  He has some understanding of Mo Qing and Wei Chongran's cultivation methods. Li Yuyin is of course the best at Gu Shu, but he doesn't know much about the unknown Li Yan.

The news he got before said that this person might be very good at expelling poison, but this is not surprising at all for the Wuliang Sect cultivators.

Therefore, Qi Jinghong did not hold out much hope for that attack, just to see how Li Yan would fight back.

It turned out that Li Yan actually used a ghost attack, which is the most proficient method of soul cultivators.

However, some evil cultivators can also cultivate similar methods through other means, but the cultivation process is more vicious, often sacrificing the three souls and seven spirits of others, violating the law of reincarnation.

In Qi Jinghong's view, Li Yan belongs to the latter.

As Qi Jinghong's pure yang energy circulated, several black smoke rose and dissipated above his head. Li Yan's expression in the distance was stunned. He did not expect that his attack was so easily resolved by the opponent.

Although Qi Jinghong's expression was disdainful, as a Yuanying cultivator, he would not take it lightly. He felt that although Li Yan's soul attack was cracked, his attack just now was quite powerful.

However, because he had not entered the Yuanying realm for a long time and the immortal technique had not been completely cultivated, he felt a little unfamiliar.

This is indeed the case. Although Li Yan's life magic weapon has been damaged in the past nine years, he still studied "Soul Pulling and Killing" and gained some insights into soul attacks.

In addition, he had stayed in the underground secret cave of the "Soul Prison Clan" for more than ten years, and he was also struck for so long, so he was very familiar with the attack methods of soul cultivators, but he didn't know the specific spells.

Combining the two, without his life magic weapon, he actually figured out some soul cultivators' attack methods, which was much better than his crude and forced soul attack at the beginning.

Li Yan made hand gestures again, and waves invisible to the naked eye spread out in front of him. The red long pen in Qi Jinghong's hand, a thousand feet away, suddenly hung in the air, and he pointed his finger like a sword at it.

The tip of the long red pen suddenly stood up, and then it opened like a lotus.

At the same time, the whole pen body also expanded rapidly, and in an instant it grew to a red cauldron that was seven feet wide and fifteen feet high.

The strong heat waves from the cauldron swept across the world, causing the space between Li Yan and Qi Jinghong to become distorted instantly. Even though the two were more than five hundred feet apart, Li Yan felt his skin being burned and stinging.

In this high temperature, in the empty space, black or gray silk threads suddenly appeared, like crazy dancing demons and ghosts, flying and wrapping around Qi Jinghong's body.

These black and gray lines were instantly swept by the heat waves from the red cauldron, and the snake-like threads that were originally silently wrapped around Qi Jinghong immediately became slow.

Then, the silk threads began to curl from both ends to the middle, and in an instant, they shrank into a ball like burnt hair, and then bursts of green smoke rose in the high temperature.