Chapter 665: Wind and Clouds Gather, Clouds Move the Wind
Many people below can guess the origins of these people in the sky, but who are these god-transformation monks? Ninety percent of the monks don't know.
In the minds of 70% of the monks, the answer to whether there are god-transforming monks in the mortal world is uncertain or they think it does not exist. 30% of the monks believe that there are, but most of them are guesses.
Not to mention the monks who transformed themselves into gods, before this battle, several of them, including those golden elixir monks, had seen Yuanying stage monks.
Transformation God is already a legendary land god-like existence, and it should be an existence that does not belong to the mortal world.
"Didn't it mean that once monks reach the Nascent Soul stage, their cultivation is no longer able to break through due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth?
So, now that we have to ascend to a higher level, how come there are really god-transforming monks in the mortal world? "
Most of the monks immediately had this idea in their minds, but they did not dare to ask casually.
Only some core disciples of families or sects with a long heritage know a little bit about the situation of the God Transformation monks. However, after personally confirming the existence of the God Transformation monks today, every one of them was extremely shocked.
Even after the war between the two clans started, the top combat power they knew was the Nascent Soul monks. In their minds, the final winner should be the Nascent Soul monks from both sides.
"The sudden attack just now must have been the attack of the god-transformation monk. Otherwise, how could the Fengliangshan formation be wiped out in one blow?"
Many monks thought about the attack without warning just now, in which hundreds of monks died in an instant, including many Jindan monks.
Although they had known that the Nascent Soul monks could easily kill middle and low-level monks, they were protected by a magic circle arranged by the Nascent Soul monks.
As the Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides stopped, streaks of light flew behind the Nascent Soul cultivators from all directions. When Li Yan and the others took a look, they knew of course that the two sides were gathering monks.
So after looking at each other one by one, they also flew towards the Yuanying monk who was parked in the air. Li Yan and the others carefully chose a route relatively north.
Comparatively speaking, the possibility of this route being attacked by the demons and foreign monks from the far south is much smaller.
But this didn't happen. Li Yan and the others quickly flew behind the Yuanying monk. At the same time, other monks were flying towards here quickly all around.
Below, a middle-aged scribe in the Nascent Soul Stage released his spiritual consciousness. After dancing with his expressionless sleeves a few times, he rolled the surviving and seriously injured Fengliangshan monk into his spirit storage bag.
Then he looked at the other side coldly, then turned around and flew into the air again.
The demon clan, which was less than 500 miles away from the opposite side, stood in the air, with ridicules and sneers on their faces. They did not step forward to stop them, allowing the mid-stage Nascent Soul monk to save people.
Li Yan saw his master Wei Zhongran here. Wei Zhongran also saw Li Yan in the crowd and saw that he was not there.
If there was anything unusual, he nodded to him. Battles broke out frequently, so he had to give Li Yan repeated instructions.
Li Yan looked at other areas and saw Bai Rou, Gong Yuantai and others, Gong Yuantai, Wuye and others among the middle and low-level monks in the rear.
Almost all of them were in a very embarrassed state, with more or less injuries on their bodies. Even Bro, who was famous for his many magic weapons, had disheveled hair and a bloodstain on his shoulder. It could be seen that he had risked his life just now to escape. of.
Only Bai Rou's appearance surprised Li Yan. Bai Rou's body was clean and her breath was extremely stable.
But then, Li Yan thought of the reason. When he left Bai Rou, Bai Rou was still with Shuang Qingqing. With that terrifyingly powerful woman by his side, it would be strange for Bai Rou to be in trouble, unless she met a god-transformation monk. .
It's just that Li Yan didn't see Elder Chi Gong and the other monks who were injured before, including Yuan Ying and Jin Dan, and he didn't know what they were doing now.
When Bai Rou saw Li Yan in the crowd, she just nodded slightly and did not send a message.
Li Yan immediately flew towards the area where Gong Yuantai and the others were, where members of the Qing Sixteenth Team began to gather.
Li Yan, the newly recruited monk who was recently recruited to the Qing Sixteenth Team, could not identify them all, but it seemed that only about 70% of the old team members he knew appeared, and the rest did not know whether they had died or were on their way here.
At this time, Li Yan had long forgotten about returning to his sect.
After Li Yanfei arrived, he had a few messages with Gong Yuantai and the others, but no one knew what happened. The entire Fengliang Mountain fell apart in an instant, and no one got any news.
As for the Nascent Soul cultivators in the air in front, none of them spoke. The demons hundreds of miles away had been murderous and ready to attack, and seemed a little secretive.
For a moment, both sides seemed to be trapped in boundless silence. The whole world was suffocatingly oppressive, and the storm was about to come.
Even whispers like Li Yan's, which at first quietly sent out messages to inquire about the people around him, only lasted for ten breaths and then fell silent.
Only a few rays of light occasionally flying from a distance brought a breath to this world, and then disappeared into the team of monks in a flash.
Li Yan and the others looked at the middle-aged scribe Yuanying monk who took in the injured monk without concealing the murderous intention that was gradually rising in him, and then looked at the energetic middle and low-level monks opposite.
He guessed that after the world-destroying blow just now, the other party should have only dispatched some monks at the Nascent Soul stage, so the middle and low-level monks were not damaged.
On the other hand, the Fengliangshan monks were unprepared and were affected, killing hundreds of them.
At this moment, Li Yan suddenly felt something
There is something wrong. Of course, there are many monks who are as sensitive as Li Yan, especially those Jindan monks in Fengliang Mountain.
They suddenly looked back, and Li Yan immediately turned his head when he felt something strange. However, when he turned his head, his whole body felt numb, as if he had been struck by lightning instantly.
Because just fifty miles behind them, which was once the back mountain of Fengliang Mountain, suddenly thousands of monks emerged densely from the ground.
The auras of the leading twelve people soared into the sky unabashedly, and an overwhelming murderous intent rolled out. Suddenly, the iron-blooded energy filled Li Yan and the others' bodies and minds.
They were twelve Nascent Soul cultivators, among them an old man with white beard and hair and a lean and naked man. The auras on their bodies were as surging as the abyss and the sea.
The auras of these two people actually matched those of Liao Yuan, Zhu Luan and Mo Gu in front of them. They were also two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, but the naked man had a demonic aura on his body.
All the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage of the mortal world have come to the world...
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Thousands of feet high in the sky, a big man in armor, as majestic as a mountain, looked at the three monks opposite him with a playful look.
"I wonder who really doesn't want to leave today? We will completely settle all the grievances immediately. Unexpectedly, the famous 'Yin Mo Cliff Crack' in Desolate Moon Continent is hidden in Fengliang Mountain.
It's really a big move. If I guess correctly, who among you has secretly moved Fengliang Mountain, Tunmo Ridge, and Jianfuyuan? This outsider doesn't feel the change at all.
Use these three places to move to cover the cracks in the Yin Mo Cliff that have been revealed before. This is a method of transforming the world. Except for a few of you cultivators, no one in this world can do it. "
Tutai's armor is as black as ink, covering the entire burly body. Only the helmet is exposed as dark as iron skin, and a pair of ring eyes are like two giant lamps in the dark night, which is breathtaking.
The majestic body seemed to cover half of the sky, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression. At this moment, he secretly called out luck.
If he hadn't come across the border, made an agreement with the clan, and had a backup plan, it would be really difficult to find the location of the crack in Yin Mo Cliff now.
The location of Master Wan Zun's Yin Demon Crack has long since disappeared. Tutai has been searching for it for several months. It was not until the date agreed with the Demon Realm came today that he used his supreme magical power and sensed a hint of cross-border infiltration. After the demonic energy struck with all his strength, there was indeed a turn for the better.
After such a long stalemate with the monks from Desolate Moon Continent, they were exhausted, and now they could finally launch the final fatal blow.
At this moment, there were three people standing in the air around the table, standing in the south, north, and east directions, half surrounding the table.
One monk and two lay people. The monk only looks like he is in his early twenties.
The simple blue-gray monk's robe of coarse cloth has an indescribable elegance to his facial features. One glance at it will make a warm sun rise in your heart.
On the left side of the young monk is an old man in brocade clothes. The old man has black hair with a faint light, a complexion like gold, and a pair of gray eyebrows like an eagle flying into the sky, straight into his temples. There is boundless arrogance on his old face, and he is staring at the picture gloomily. Behind the stage.
On the right side of the monk is a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a green robe. The middle-aged Confucian scholar is squinting his eyes and looking at the other person. It seems that thousands of swords are hidden deep in his eyes. As his eyes move, there is a faint sound of sword whistling. He is dressed in green. The shirt swayed slightly.
The young monk just smiled slightly when he heard this.
"For several months, I have heard about Tutai Demon General for a long time, but I can't see him today. I guess if it wasn't for you having some kind of agreement with the demon world.
Something strange suddenly appeared under the crack in Yin Mo Cliff today, and you have no way of sensing the location of the crack in Yin Mo Cliff.
This is also true for the late-stage god-transforming ‘Mr. Big’ behind you. I wonder if what I said is right? "
As he spoke, the young monk smiled, raised one palm and made a Buddhist salute behind the table.
Thousands of feet away behind the table, three men in black robes with long hair hanging on the ground have been standing quietly in the air. The three people's long hair is hanging down, covering their entire faces, making it impossible to see their appearance clearly.
The three men in black robes just looked at the three people around them coldly from beginning to end. No one spoke. Even when the young monk asked directly, the three people were still extremely cold and silent, like three zombies.
"Your Majesty, why are you saying these useless words? The cracks in Yin Mo Cliff have appeared. If you are aware of this, then you will lead the entire Desolate Moon Continent monks to surrender.
We will leave a place for you to live in peace in the land of Beiming, so as to avoid the misfortune of the entire clan.
Otherwise, hey hey hey..."
A series of laughter erupted from the picture table.
The young monk is the great monk of the Pure Land Sect's transformation stage. The two people beside him are the other two god transformation monks from the Desolate Moon Continent, Su Changyang of the Demon Sect, and Zhan Tian of Shibuyuan.
The great monk did not answer Tutai's words, but looked at one of the three men in black robes seriously.
"Amitofo, sir, if I didn't notice the aura of the immortal spell you just cast, it is the ancient immortal spell 'Daohua Naihe' from the Desolate Moon Continent.
Mr. Da destroyed the Fengliang Mountain Formation and the Illusion Formation in the back mountain with just one casual blow. The power of the ancient immortal method is really unbelievable, and we admire it. "
The three men in black robes who had never spoken a word, after listening to the words of the great monk, the man in the middle slowly raised his head.
After his long hair slid down his face, he revealed a thin and old face. His eyes were completely emotionless, cold, ruthless and indifferent. An old voice finally sounded.
"Young man, although you have extraordinary knowledge, you can't change any results. You, is this begging?"