At this time, it was past noon, and the sun was shining brightly in the mountains and fields, which made everyone confused for a while. Under the urging of several disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect, the people sitting on the low mountain stood up one after another, and reluctantly planned to go Rush back.
Just when everyone was about to get up, a white rainbow roared from the distance, and in a moment it reached the top of everyone's heads. It exploded like a goddess scattering flowers, and suddenly turned into dozens of white light thorns and shot towards the crowd. .
This large group of people were unprepared, with almost no dodge or reaction. Several people were hit by those white lights, and suddenly a group of people fell on their backs.
One of the disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect happened to be hit in the head by a ray of light. He died on the spot before he could make a sound. Seven or eight of the others fell to death. By coincidence, two Yun The Tongyuan Realm disciples of Jian Zong are among this group.
Due to this sudden change, the low mountain seemed to have exploded. Everyone was in panic and scattered into a ball.
Yunjian Sect, Xiaoxia Sword Sect and several other Southern Realm Sect disciples panicked, and subconsciously moved closer to the group of Tianshou Sect and Tianji Sect; another group of Northern Immortal Sect servant disciples with a similar number also gathered together. ; Only a few disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect stood alone.
All of a sudden, all kinds of defensive magical arts and defensive spiritual treasures were launched together. A group of people looked directly at the direction of the white rainbow, and the look of panic on their faces became more and more intense.
The next moment, a tall man in green clothes appeared in the distance and flew to the side of the short mountain at a very fast speed. He looked at the corpses of the moon-worshiping monks piled together, his expression became extremely angry.
"Damn..." After the man cursed, he stretched out a dark palm towards the heads of everyone. A white rainbow slowly emerged from his palm, and it was about to fall towards everyone again.
"Wait! This is the corpse collection team, don't do anything, don't break the rules." shouted from a distance, and hundreds of figures appeared in the sky in the direction where the man in green came from, almost in the blink of an eye. At the top of everyone's head.
"Hmph, these people should all deserve to die." The big man in Tsing Yi held back the white rainbow in his palms, his expression still unkind, and his voice sounded like muffled thunder.
"Okay, Red Wagtail, save your strength first, and you will find a place to use it when you get there." A middle-aged man wearing moon-white clothes with a moonlight mark between his eyebrows said in a deep voice, listening to his voice It was the man who had just stopped the big man in green clothes. Judging from his posture, he seemed to have a high status among the visitors.
The middle-aged man looked at the corpses of the monks stacked on the low mountain, sighed, turned to look at the person behind him and said: "Alian Chu, you collected the remains of these people who died in the fairyland, and brought them back to the various sects. Claim them. The rest of you, wait, come with me to meet them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in black jumped out, took out a bag from his arms, and began to collect the corpses of the monks piled up on the low mountain.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then moved and landed in the air a few steps away. A large group of people behind him followed suit.
After that group of people flew away, the so-called "corpse collection team" who stayed on the low mountain were all afraid to show their anger, and they watched helplessly as the monk in black who was left behind acted alone.
Everyone could see clearly that the black-clothed monk who stayed behind was a strong man in the Three Yang Realm. Although the middle-aged monk who was leading the team just now said that there were no rules for the corpse collection team, everyone still huddled together and did not dare to do so. He moved a little, for fear of offending this Three Yang Realm monk.
However, within a few minutes, all the remains of the monks piled up on the low mountain were collected. The black-clothed monk put the bag in his arms, turned to look at the silent people around him, showed an evil smile, and followed He jumped into the sky and flew away very quickly following the path he came from.
"What kind of cultivation level is this man?" someone in the crowd asked.
The older disciple of the Holy Talisman Sect said in a deep voice: "The fourth level of the Three Yang Realm."
"What are the cultivation levels of those people just now?" asked another person in the crowd.
The older Holy Talisman Sect disciple still answered, "I'm afraid there are few who are lower than the person just now."
"Then can we go back?" A Northern Immortal Sect disciple asked hesitantly.
Without waiting for the Holy Talisman Sect disciple to answer, Yan Kuan rushed to say: "I think it's better to find a place to hide. The number of high-level monks coming this time is no less than us. Those of us in Tongyuan Realm can withstand it when we go back." What's the use?" His words actually attracted many people around him to echo in unison.
Seeing that everyone around them was frightened and unwilling to go back, the disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect who led the team had no choice but to let everyone go. After the bodies of the monks who had just died were collected by their fellow disciples, a group of people Under the leadership of several Holy Talisman Sect disciples, they came to a low-lying forest not far from the short mountain and found a tall bush to hide in.
Let's say that the group of moon-worshipping monks, led by the middle-aged monk, had just arrived at the Hengduan Mountains when they were discovered by the monks who had been arranged by Dasheng's side. Several warning signals were heard, and a group of people who had already gathered... The high-ranking monks from Dasheng Immortal Kingdom all flew out and greeted them from the left and right sides.
The middle-aged man wearing moon-white clothes on the side of the moon worshiper looked at the group of high-level monks from the Great Sheng Immortal Kingdom who were coming, and chuckled: "There are indeed a lot of people, but it will take a lot of effort!"
As he spoke, the man pointed towards the ground with one hand, and then waved his hands back. The nearly a hundred moon-worshipping monks following behind him dispersed, and their hands began to project magical spells one after another towards the ground. Smash.
"How brave!" Wu Jingjing, the fat monk from the Holy Talisman Sect, shouted loudly. He condensed a magic spell in his hand and blasted it over. Dozens of figures behind him also used magic spells to cover the incoming people.
Under the arrangement of Wu Changjing, this group of high-level monks from Dasheng Immortal Kingdom made a lot of preparations, but they did not expect that the other party would come so quickly and there would be so many people. Since the warning sound came, there are still many Tongyuan Realm monks and handyman teams who have not arranged to retreat underground. They are under the trap of rats, and many methods are too late to be used, and they fall into an extremely passive situation.
Seeing that the other parties were all attacking, the moon-worshiping monks, under the command of the leading middle-aged monk, did not immediately fight with the Dasheng high-level monks guarding the Hengduan Mountains. They just changed their bodies and moved around, pulling and pulling. Still using the magic to hit the newly built sheds and kilns on the Hengduan Mountain.
Among the kiln fortifications on the ground, many low-level monks and handyman disciples had already retreated to the underground mine tunnels when they heard the warning sound. The few Tongyuan realm monks who had not had time to hide in all held up defensive spirit treasures and The magic shield blocks the magic attacks from the sky.
How could the defensive methods used by these Tongyuan Realm monks withstand the attacks of the immortal arts of those high-level monks above the Sanyang Realm? It only took a moment before they were shattered by those immortal arts, attracting many monks. Buried in the sea of celestial beings.
Seeing that they could not resist, the low-level monks on the ground scattered and dodged, like a group of jackdaws leaving their nests, shouting and howling.
A small number of those who moved quickly flew into the air and hid behind the high-level monks of Dasheng Immortal Kingdom. Those who moved a little slower, once the defensive magic and defensive spiritual treasures were broken, they were all like grass and grass. They were either affected by those powerful magics or were trampled by the high-level monks who were wandering around like ants. Crush and kill.
This indiscriminate bombardment by the magic of magic and the hunting on the ground by turning the wheels are exactly the same as when everyone attacked Beiyuan Slope at night yesterday, except that the person who killed yesterday was replaced by the party who was killed today.
At this moment, it was noticed that the people who came were just low-level disciples who were hunting and killing on the ground, and did not directly join our offensive. Some of the high-level monks from Dasheng Immortal Kingdom had already chased them out, chasing the Moon Worshiping monks who were wandering around. The other group of Dasheng high-level monks used their own methods to protect the Tongyuan Realm disciples who escaped from their disciples with a series of defensive spells. While they were shrinking, they did not dare to leave for a moment.
In this way, these Dasheng Immortal Kingdom monks were divided into two groups, one group chased the worshiping moon and the other group stayed put.
The Dasheng side, which had no upper hand in the first place, was divided in this way, and the situation became even more bleak. Many Dasheng monks who were pursuing them even gradually fell into the siege and stranglehold of the opponent because they pursued too deeply.
Wu Jingjing, the fat monk from the Shengfu Sect, saw this situation, which was completely contrary to the previous arrangements. In desperation, he raised his arms and shouted: "What are you chasing after? Come back, come back! Press We have agreed on a plan beforehand!"
His cry didn't seem to have much effect. Those who chased him out were all anxious when they saw the disciples in the sect being killed. Even though they were trapped in a tight siege, they were still ferocious in their hearts. m.
Liu Qingyi and others hid in the bushes, hearing the sonic booms of spiritual energy clashing in the distance, and felt a little uneasy.
A few people bravely flew out of the bushes, stopped in mid-air, and focused their eyes on Hengduan Mountain from a distance.
I saw the flying swords in the far sky whistling and intertwining like spiritual snakes all over the sky. Various high-grade spiritual treasures and fairy treasures were like a dense net covering the surrounding areas, and the tails of light drawn by various fairy techniques spurted out. .
Although it was daytime at this time, half of the sky was filled with colorful lights, like rainbows chasing the sun. The intensity was even more intense than last night, and the feeling of compression in the surrounding air was far beyond last night's level.
More and more people were flying above the bushes. Liu Qingyi concentrated in the air and looked at the blurry sky above the Hengduan Mountain. His heart felt cold, and he secretly exclaimed: "The battle between these high-level monks. How could a Tongyuan realm monk like me be able to participate? If no one had stopped the big man in green who couldn't see through the realm just now, I'm afraid I would probably be a dead body at this moment."
He thought about it this way, and gradually felt grateful for He Yuanji's foresight. It was the right choice to send everyone into the handyman team.
Some people died, but not completely...
