Chapter 1165 Death Race (Part 9)

At this time, the ground was already covered with corpses and bones, and blood flowed into rivers. A golden elixir monk was still falling and screaming!

In a melee, even the Golden Core cultivator is relatively difficult to kill, but as soon as you are seriously injured or reveal a flaw, someone will immediately take advantage of it.

There is no such thing as a sneak attack or siege, and there is no need for a fair confrontation. The whole purpose is to kill the enemy as quickly as possible...

Tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, behind the ancient wine flag, a large flag stood upright out of thin air, making a hunting sound.

As the wind blew, a "Bang!" sound blocked a three-toed giant claw protruding from the crack in the void behind him.

Then the flag flickered, and a blue ripple centered on the ancient wine flag spread out in all directions. The three-toed giant claw turned into dots of black light!

"Mr. Da, your so-called three hundred breaths is a joke. Two Nascent Souls died so quickly. This time I will make you completely disappear from the Desolate Moon Continent!"

Gu Jiuqi's old voice sounded in Mr. Da's ears, and a smile appeared on his face.

But Mr. Da was just the opposite, his face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

The two of them have been paying attention to the fighting below. What is the purpose this time? It is to kill the opponent's mid-to-high-level monks as much as possible.

However, within a hundred breaths, not only none of the Nascent Souls of Gujiu Banner died, but their own side suffered heavy losses.

What are the cultivation levels of the Gujiu Clan and Mr. Da, and whether Zen Master Dajing has escaped from Nascent Soul, how can he hide from their spiritual detection.

"The new Nascent Soul...Li...Yan, good! Really good!"

A voice that was so cold that it penetrated the bones came from Mr. Da's mouth. The good situation was ruined by this monk named Li Yan.

Originally, the one he hated most among all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the four major sects was the little guy named Wei Zhongran. It was this person who led to the loss of reinforcements in the decisive battle.

As for Li Yan, he didn't take it to heart at all, even if he got the news that this person had fallen into the crack of Yin Mo Cliff and had successfully conceived a baby after returning, but so what?

He can be considered to be lucky. In Mr. Da's mind, Li Yan just turned into a stronger ant.

He was chanting Li Yan's name in his heart. At this time, besides hating this son, he also had the intention of retreating from this action.

In the battle below, they originally suppressed the opponent due to the high-level monks. As long as they killed another Nascent Soul of the opponent quickly, the results of the battle would definitely expand rapidly in a few dozen breaths.

This time, Desolate Moon Continent will definitely suffer a big loss, and they will have more buffer time to increase their strength.

"Lead everyone back quickly, and I'll buy you another hundred breaths of time!"

Although the hatred in Mr. Da's heart was soaring at the moment, this time it was considered a big gain. They intercepted and killed a lot of Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. In general, they still took some advantage.

And now we have discovered a lot of the strength of the four major sects, especially as the ancient wine flag is still hidden in the sects. This alone is enough to make up for the losses.

He knew that there was not much point in continuing to fight like this, so he immediately sent a message to Mr. Six.

"Good or bad, what can you do to him?"

Gu Jiuqi's eyes also flashed with cold light. He would chase him to the ends of the earth today and kill Mr. Da completely. This man was really a source of endless trouble.

Only coming out this time, the middle school on the Desolate Moon Continent

Not counting low-level monks, so many Nascent Soul monks alone died. If this continues, the cultivation world of Desolate Moon Continent will not be able to withstand such calculations.

His consciousness was also withdrawn from below. If Li Yan's battle just now was an accident, then Wei Zhongran and Yiye Little Monk actually played a key role here.

These two people were fighting one against two, holding back the opponent's four Nascent Souls, thus buying precious time for the others.

Li Yan mainly focused on attacking and killing. If he resisted two of the enemies, the situation might not be like this.

Of course, he would not deny that Li Yan had an impressive performance and his combat power was quite outstanding.

Gu Jiuqi was speaking, but his movements did not stop. His fingers on the sleeves of his robes gently touched the gourd, and suddenly two rays of silver light struck in front of Mr. Da, thousands of feet away.

Mr. Da holds a short dark-colored gun in his hand. The gun body is only three or four inches longer than an ordinary long sword.

The gun body is in the shape of a curved green snake, and the tip of the gun at the front is like a sharp horn growing out of the snake's head, exuding a cold feeling.

The short spear was blurred, and when it reappeared it had blocked two rays of silver light. In silence, the two rays of silver light turned into droplets of water at the touch of it.

For a moment, the aroma of wine overflowed, and it turned out to be two sword auras condensed from the wine.

The ancient wine flag under the banner in the distance was holding a light yellow wine gourd. There was no surprise on his face that Dasheng broke his own sword energy with a shot first.

At this moment, four rays of silver light suddenly appeared from behind Mr. Da, slashing towards his head, neck, back and legs respectively.

The short spear in Mr. Da's hand strangely penetrated backward from his armpit, and a green arc of light shot out from the tip of the spear. The arc of light instantly grew ten times larger behind his back.

Like a green water curtain blocking his back, four rays of silver light hit it at once, still silently, without even much spatial fluctuation.

Mr. Da's body suddenly slid forward and was knocked hundreds of feet away. Although there was no sound, a long crack appeared in the void wherever he passed.

The crack was pitch black, and strong winds that could dissolve flesh and bones blew out, causing layers of wrinkles to appear on the surrounding world, as if a flat blue cloth was stretched out by a corner and yanked violently.

This long crack in the void flashed, then quickly closed and disappeared.

Both of them are monks in the transformation stage, and they can easily break the void with just a few movements of their hands.

Even if they restrained their magical powers in order not to be squeezed out by the rules of the lower world, these two people would still shatter the world with just a casual blow.

At the same time, something happened below.

"Where to go?"

Mo Qing shouted, and as he shouted, Mr. Six and the other five people fled in different directions.

And those Jindan monks on the demon side seemed to have also gotten the news, and they who were fighting suddenly flew away.

"Donor Mo, quickly activate the formation to trap them and keep them!"

At the same time that Arhat Yiye shouted, the person turned into a golden light and chased Mr. Six in the direction where he escaped.

When he got out, although his body was stained with blood, he was very brave.

Mo Qing also turned into a ray of light and chased the monk surnamed Ye, while secretly transmitting a message to Yiye Arhat.

"This is not the time to activate the formation, we need to wait for a while!"

They fought in the sky above Laojun Peak, which is the core of the sect and has countless low-level monks.

If these enemies are trapped in the core position, the situation will definitely be different once those monks who previously had different goals and had no time and disdain to seek out the bad luck of the low-level monks are trapped here.

There will definitely be many people who think that when a dog jumps over the wall, he will take a few extra steps to back him up.

Arhat obviously wants to eradicate all enemies on the spot. Of course, there are also plans to kill the elephant due to the ants. ??

No one dares to besiege the Yuanying monks, but if those Jindan monks are surrounded by a large number of foundations like a wave, they will definitely die. Even if they spend their mana forcefully, they will be consumed to death.

But how could Mo Qing be willing to activate the sect's formation? Because there were foreign monks like Qiu Jiuzhen, he could not launch an indiscriminate attack from the formation. At most, he would focus on trapping.

Under such circumstances, the low-level monks of his sect may not be able to take care of themselves, and this monk's mind is not too clear and kind.

Wang Lang galloped on his sword and chased a traitorous monk from the South China Sea.

As he chased out, behind the traitorous monk from the South China Sea, there were three small, crystal-clear swords that were about a foot long. Their main lines formed a triangular-pointed cone shape, flying close to the man's back.

This traitorous monk from the South China Sea is a disciple of the monk surnamed Ye from the Twelve Wu Tian Island. Although he is also a leader among the sects, compared with the elite disciples of the four major sects, he is far behind.

In particular, he was targeted by the Shibuyuan swordsman who focused on attacking and was sharp in killing.

In the thirty-breath fight just now, he was targeted by Wang Lang, who then directly chopped off his leg, and now he ran away with a pale face.

The fleeing Nanhai monk's spiritual consciousness quickly scanned higher in the sky, where the island owner Ye Fengsan had already escaped.

At this time, Wang Lang's hatred for these traitorous monks far exceeded the hatred of demonic cultivators and foreign cultivators.

Those two are pure enemies. Meeting them will lead to a fight to the death, and these betraying monks are the most hated and irritating ones.

They slaughtered their fellow clansmen and leaked information, otherwise it would not be easy for these demonic cultivators and foreign cultivators to know their departure time and route. Uncle Yuyuan would not be seriously injured, and those fellow disciples would not die.

Wang Lang's consciousness also swept through the air. He saw the figure on the high platform before. He had reached the horizon in a flash and disappeared in a flash. It was not comparable to him at all.

"This is Nascent Soul!"

He sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Qiu Jiuzhen was also chasing the target and also saw that figure.

"Li Yan..."

An extremely complicated expression flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Because she hated Senior Uncle Hang Lin's betrayal, she had been paying attention to the battle on Yuanying's side, hoping that this Senior Uncle would die a good death in order to avenge her Junior Sister and fellow disciples.

But when those demons and foreign monks walked out of the teleportation array, her heart kept sinking. With high-end combat power of seven against five, she

The situation on one side is very bad.

She did not believe that the "Emissary" could save them at the last moment, but she would definitely save the disciples of the Demon Sect first.

Therefore, she had the idea of ​​​​looking for a way out of here at that time. Qiu Jiu was really unwilling to die here like this. She wanted to bring back the news of Hang Lin's betrayal.

But because of what Wei Zhongran said before: "...Anyone who hesitates will be killed!"

But no one really dares to leave the battlefield directly. This is not a war between sects. If anyone really dares to escape from the battlefield, his sect will immediately be marked as a public enemy of the Desolate Moon Continent.

Especially this time, the defection was mainly caused by the Taixuan Sect. Qiu Jiuzhen felt bitter in her heart. If the few of them who survived did not take action, they would be more guilty.

It wasn't until Bailiyuan tried his best to save her that Qiu Jiuzhen no longer thought about leaving.

"Just die, how can you be weaker than the other three sects!"

However, Qiu Jiuzhen was completely unprepared for the next development. She never expected that life and death could be divided between Yuanying monks so quickly.

This was completely different from what he knew, and the people who died were all from the demon cultivator side. The situation changed drastically in an instant, and all of this originated from Li Yan...

Li Yan had flown nearly ten thousand miles in a few breaths. In front of him was the first-level demon general. When Wei Chongran saw him flying, he immediately blocked the middle-level demon general.

He left the first-level demon general to Li Yan, but at that time, there was no need for Hang Lin to remind him, because everyone knew that Li Yan was a top-level poison cultivator.

The first-level demon general took the initiative to distance himself from Li Yan by more than 500 feet, and fought with Li Yan with long-range attacks.

But the two sides only fought for less than three breaths, and the demon general received the voice transmission from Mr. Liu.

So, the first-level demon general turned around and flew away without hesitation, which made Li Yan, who was still in a period of scarcity, helpless and could only chase after him.

But the middle-level demon general was stopped by Wei Chongran, and his surroundings were also covered with ancient seal characters, which came one after another, which was almost exactly the same as Li Wuyi's method.

However, when Wei Chongran performed it, he did not need the assistance of magic weapons at all. His ten fingers were like playing on the surface of a pipa, and they spun rapidly in the void, and blue or black characters fell like snow.

The intermediate demon general wanted to fly away in an instant like the others, but he found that he had just flown less than a thousand feet away and was already in the sky full of characters, unless he rushed out regardless of everything.

However, he had fought with Wei Chongran for dozens of breaths, and he already knew that the little fat man's strength had actually reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which was several points higher than his own. How could he dare to force his way in.

Seeing that his companions, including his own, flew away after receiving the message, he could not help but scream in anger.

"Wei Chongran, don't force me to die with you!"

"Hehehe... When the Yin Demon Cliff cracked, many of your people said this. You can try to self-destruct now!"

Wei Chongran's eyes were full of murderous intent, but his mouth looked indifferent.

"Since you're here, you should stay here!"

The two hammers in front of Wei Chongran were suspended. Suddenly, he stopped making hand gestures with one hand and slapped the handle of the hammer heavily. The black hammer burst out with a monstrous and fierce aura.