Chapter 678: Each Battlefield

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. Gong Chenying and the others were now in awe of 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 dense ribs were shocking to everyone.

"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 escaped from death many times and was reborn through blood. Only then did his cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds. He thought he would be able to catch up with the Fifth Senior Brother and the others in a few years.

But Li Yan has been out for about two years, and he has become 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 Demon Sect is here. All the monks should leave the cracks in Yin Mo 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 Yinmo 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 was 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, they will remind 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.

His voice was clearly heard by the monks fighting below the crack in Yin Mo Cliff, as well as the monks on the cliff and high in the air.

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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. 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 the dry skin. 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.

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 downwards, as if 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 in the laughter.

"No need to hold you back anymore, it seems we're done and 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 Daling, Su Changyang, and Zhantian, 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 made earlier, and it was beginning 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 demon cultivators and foreign monks once again consumed 7788 people.

However, the final decisive battle was not what the commander had planned. However, this time Tutai and the others came together and used all their strength to make a surprise attack on Fengliang Mountain.

But this is the only strength of the 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.

But now these three people have lost a lot of their lifespans and their vitality has been greatly damaged, but he still can't win.

But the three people cooperated very cleverly. Although they were in a hostile state before, when the four people, including Yuandu, reached this state, they had no rivals in this world.

Therefore, the only ones who could discuss with them were each other.

After hundreds of years, of course, they were quite familiar with other people's

methods, and there was no sense of stagnation in cooperation.

Da Ling had cultivated to the "Xiao Luo Jin Shen", which was not much worse than Tu Tai's body at the level of Demon General.

Although he was no longer able to fight after his vitality was greatly damaged, he would not fight directly, and it was still possible to get close to him for a while.

Su Changyang was on the side, and he would raise his palm in the air. Regardless of whether it was true or false, Tu Tai had to deal with it carefully, which made Tu Tai angry.

That old guy was just like a hedgehog. His strength was not as good as his, but he was full of poisons. He didn't recognize many of those poisons, and they were endless, so he didn't dare to take them head-on.

What's even more hateful is that Su Changyang sometimes smiled and raised his hands, moved his shoulders, and shook his head, but when Tu Tai was fully focused on responding, nothing happened.

"This old immortal!"

Tu Tai only felt his teeth itching, but he was helpless. The opponent was just not in his prime, but his fighting consciousness and killing methods were still there.

Otherwise, if a Yuanying came, Tu Tai would close his eyes and let him fight for a day, and he would not care at all, and he would kill the opponent with a wave of his hand. ??

Zhan Tian, ​​who was farther away, just stood quietly all the time, and no one could see any movement. A sword light flashed from somewhere beside Tu Tai, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to poke out.

Whenever Tu Tai was about to succeed in attacking Da Ling who was close to him, he had to avoid it immediately. After several rounds of attacks, Tu Tai could not break through the defense line of Da Ling and the other two.

The situation below was constantly deteriorating, so how could Tu Tai, as a general of the demon clan, not feel angry.

Both sides are actually delaying now, waiting for the outcome of the battle between the Nine-Sky Ancient Wine Flag and the Great Master, which will determine the fate of the entire Desolate Moon Continent.

However, thirty breaths have passed, and no one has returned from above, which makes the four people feel uneasy.

Suddenly, a whistle came from below the crack of Yinmo Cliff, followed by thunderous sounds.

Tutai's expression changed drastically, and he was in doubt for a while. In his consciousness, an unstoppable force was rising wildly from below the crack of Yinmo Cliff.

He was very familiar with this breath. It was the power of the space in the barrier of the two realms, and it carried the familiar breath of the "Break the World Pearl".

"Someone detonated the 'Break the World Pearl' in the crack of Yinmo Cliff!"

Several thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. This kind of thing happening below the crack of Yinmo Cliff was what Tutai wanted to see the most and what he wanted to do the most.

However, the voice came from the cultivator of the Wuliang Sect. How could the cultivator of the Wuliang Sect take the initiative to detonate a "Break the World Pearl"?

"Internal support? Big change?"

These two results quickly emerged in Tutai's mind, but he immediately thought of the name "Wei Chongran".

He had seen this name many times in the battle report. He was a diehard cultivator of the Wuliang Sect. Thinking of Wei Chongran's identity, Tutai felt something was wrong.

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>  Below the cliff, the cultivators of both sides were fighting extremely fiercely. The cultivators of both sides had already killed each other blood-red. When they heard the sound, they all paused for a moment.

Afterwards, many Fengliangshan cultivators who still had some strength left did not hesitate at all. After forcing the enemy back with one move, they had already flashed and flew upwards. They did this subconsciously out of their trust in Wei Chongran.

But there were still many cultivators who were either entangled by the demon cultivators and could not get away, or had already lost their minds for some reason, and were still chasing each other around frantically to kill.

However, in this situation, only two breaths had passed, and everything changed completely.

After two breaths, a destructive breath burst out from the depths of the Yin Demon Cliff crack, and the entire Yin Demon Cliff crack began to shake violently as this force rose.

The dark blue fog seemed to be boiling, and large pieces of stone began to fall off the cliffs around the abyss with the huge earthquake. The loud "boom" sound was endless, and it seemed that the surroundings were collapsing and squeezing towards the center.

The screams of the cultivators and the sound of the collision of magic weapons were drowned in it.

At this time, the cultivators on both sides finally stopped fighting. The Fengliangshan cultivator took the opportunity to fly upwards regardless of everything, while the group of demon cultivators were stunned in place, and some took the opportunity to fly upwards, and they didn't know what happened for a while.

That was because there were more demon cultivators below the Yin Demon Cliff crack who would attack here regardless of everything today.

"Is the Second Realm Channel opened? Has the Demon Emperor come in person?"

"Something happened to the Second Realm Channel?"

Many thoughts came to the hearts of every demon cultivator in the thick fog under the cliff, and they were a little confused.

So some demon cultivators didn't know whether to take the opportunity to charge upwards or to risk exploring the way they came from...

The Lost Continent is commonly known as the "Demon Realm".

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, dark clouds were rolling in the air like monsters, and an isolated mountain peak was like a sword piercing the sky.

At this moment, a huge black, white and green vortex was spinning rapidly in the dark sky.

The three-color vortex has existed in the Lost Continent for tens of millions of years and is firmly controlled by the Black Demon Clan. No immortal sects or families are allowed to exist within a radius of 100,000 miles.

Outside, there is a grand formation that the Black Demon Clan has set up at all costs, covering everything here.

The three-color vortex spreads out under the thick clouds, as big as 200 miles, and it rotates slowly.

At this time, on the top of the Rujian Mountain, there are neat rows of armored soldiers, both men and women. Most of these people are at the level of demon soldiers. They look up at the three-color vortex, their eyes are full of bloodlust and excitement.

The leader is a powerful demon. These people are wearing black armor flashing with man-eating light, and they also look up at the sky.

Looking at the teams of soldiers who are constantly forming teams and flying into the three-color vortex from the side, the depths of their eyes are flashing with a strong fighting spirit.

Today, they want to break through the two-world barrier in the three-color vortex in one fell swoop and take over the Desolate Moon Continent on the other side!