Not far away, both parties calmed down for a while and no longer acted impulsively as before.
After all, after seeing what happened to this burly man and knowing the danger of not crossing the forest, everyone was a little worried and wondered whether the competition should continue.
"Ahem, let's continue the competition."
Until a moment later, an old man walked over from the pavilion in the ship. His cultivation level was very terrifying. He was actually in the late stage of the Condensed Body Realm.
"He is the leader of the Qingshan Sect." Someone recognized him and whispered.
There are not only young disciples on board, but there are only a few cases like the Iron Skull Sect. Many sects are still led by strong men.
"The juniors continue to compete. We old guys are watching. At the critical moment, we can still make a profit from you." The old man in green shirt said with a smile.
"Then let's continue the competition, and we will also contribute."
A short old man also walked out of the outer cultivator camp. He was also a Condensed Body Realm cultivator. At first glance, he had four eyes and six hands, which was very impressive.
And with the appearance of these two strong men from the older generation, and the presence of Du Yuan, the captain of the ship, in the sky, everyone finally felt a little more at ease and expressed that the competition would continue.
The two sides stood still, and Li Yang from the Queling Sect stood up as the host and said: "Just now our fellow Taoist insisted on five breaths, do you have any objections?"
However, this statement was strongly opposed by the outside cultivators. A woman dressed in black said angrily: "Bah! He clearly fell after three breaths, how can it be counted as five breaths!"
"Friend Taoist, what you said is wrong. Although he fell just now, it did take five breaths from leaving the hull to returning to the ship." Li Yang smiled and stretched out his palm to make a gesture.
"You mean, the time when he was rescued by the captain above should also be counted?" A demon cultivator from the beast tribe was not angry, and his mouth and nose were full of white gas when he spoke.
"That's natural." Li Yang held his head high and refused to give in at all.
"So shameless!"
Some people were dissatisfied and walked forward with clenched fists. Fortunately, they were pulled back into the crowd in time by others, so no conflict occurred.
"It's okay, just follow what they said."
Finally, the four-eyed old man spoke and sneered: "But if you want to calculate it this way, no matter what we do later, you don't want to talk too much."
Hearing this, the old man in green shirt here frowned and had a bad feeling.
"I come!"
Finally, a young man with a hooked nose walked out of the crowd, came to the side of the ship, took a deep breath, and jumped off.
"Bah!"
Immediately afterwards, a clear cry sounded. Under everyone's surprised eyes, the young man's body changed and transformed into a prototype, turning into a nearly ten-meter-long eagle, flying beside the giant ship.
Ahead is the constant blowing wind, above is unparalleled pressure, and below is the terrifying gravity.
But the big eagle still flapped its strong wings, its feathers shone with light, and fought hard against the sky.
Until four breaths later.
There was a crisp click, and the big eagle finally couldn't bear the huge pressure. Both wings were broken, its feathers fell, and its aura instantly extinguished. Its huge body also began to land, and it could no longer maintain its flying state.
Screams rang out, everyone became nervous and breathed rapidly.
But the strange thing is that the four-eyed old man is not in a hurry to take action, but is adjusting his spiritual power and waiting for the opportunity.
"Roar!"
Below, the green-scaled ancient crocodile raised its head again and looked at the rapidly falling eagle, as if it was seeing a delicious meal.
It wasn't until the two were about to get close that the four-eyed old man suddenly lay down on the side of the ship, opened his mouth and vomited downwards.
Swish, swish, swish!
White threads shot out at extremely fast speeds, catching up with the eagle in almost the blink of an eye, wrapping around its body and pulling it upwards.
"Spider... spider!?" Qin Yun shouted, his face pale.
With a loud mouth, the Green Scale Ancient Crocodile gnawed it all away again and let out an angry roar.
In the sky, the four-eyed old man did not directly pull the big eagle back to the boat, but threw it high into the sky again. After delaying it for a little longer, he took up the line and pulled the net.
This time, the eagle stayed in the air for about eight breaths.
"I'm sorry, my thread is too soft. If I don't throw it like this, I can't pull it back." The four-eyed old man looked at the ugly-looking people in Yidi Mountain with a mocking look on his face.
"Thank you, Mr. Spider, for saving me!"
The big eagle now turned back into the hook-nosed young man. Although his hands were injured, there were many benefits from walking between life and death.
"As a result, will our side have three more breaths?" Spider Old asked with a smile.
Everyone in Yidi Mountain was speechless. They originally wanted to correct the hook-nosed young man's performance, but when they thought of what they had done before, they were a little speechless.
"Hmph, the demon clan of the Eastern Region is really cunning!" The old man in green shirt gritted his teeth, his eyes slightly cold.
"Both each other." Zhu Lao saluted with six hands at the same time, looking extremely awkward.
"Since fellow Taoist is deliberately delaying time, why not just give up the rescue and feed him to the green-scaled ancient crocodile below? Don't worry, I can generously give you more time to chew." The old man in green sneered. .
"I'll give you ten breaths to take back what you said, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Old Spider's expression also completely changed, and all six hands drooped, in a posture of preparing for battle.
The atmosphere solidified, and the two old men squinted their eyes slightly, with a cold light moving inside.
Until a certain moment, the old man in green clothes suddenly waved his sleeves, seemingly without any purpose, but he set off a gust of wind and blew it towards the monks from the outer sect in front.
"snort."
The old spider had a stern look on his face, and all four eyes on his head moved in unison. Then he leaned forward suddenly and spit out a large white net from his mouth, blocking it in front of him.
call!
The strong wind blew and impacted on the spider web. Although the latter had many holes in the web, it was all flashing with spiritual light and absorbed all the strong wind without affecting any of the disciples.
"As a friendly approach, try this again."
The old man of the Qingshan Sect smiled and seemed to no longer want to hide it. As he waved his sleeves and robes, he began to brew a more powerful magic formula.
The disciples on both sides retreated at the same time, and some of the stronger ones adjusted their spiritual power and were ready to join the battle at any time.
Whoosh!
At this time, a flying sword suddenly came from the sky at an extremely fast speed. The blade was glowing with golden light and could attack all tangible and intangible objects.
Swish, swish, swish!
I saw the flying sword piercing back and forth in the air. In just a few breaths, it cut the green-shirted old man's strong wind into pieces, brutally breaking this magic technique.
With a bang, the old man in green shirt's technique was broken, and he suffered backlash. He took a few steps back, with a look of shock and anger on his face.
"who!"
The old man in green shirt looked at the flying sword that suddenly appeared, raised his head and shouted.
Then, he saw Du Yuan standing in the sky above him, looking at him coldly.
