Chapter 342: Falling into the cold sky (2)

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These Southern Realm monks, whether they are high-level monks or middle-low-level monks, are the weakest compared to the Western and Northern Realms.

Once the three elders of the Purple Mansion Realm are entangled, those below the Condensing Core Realm, including the Sanyang Realm and Tongyuan Realm monks who escaped from Zangjiang Mountain, have become the targets of the Moon Worshiping monks.

Of course, there were not many southern monks who originally escaped in. None of the Tongtian Sect and Shenfeng Sect monks who stayed behind in Zangchang Mountain were seen coming in. Although some of the other immortal sects escaped in, they all used Xiao Xiao's appearance. Xia Jian Sect, Yun Jian Sect, Yang Yuan Sect, and Chedi Fist Sect have the most people coming in. In short, the less concerned about the life and death of the outside disciples, the more San Yang Realm disciples will come in. As for the Tong Yuan Realm disciples who can finally come in, it can be said to be very rare.

The funniest thing is that these people who came in later managed to escape the interception of the moon-worshipping monks on Jongchang Mountain. They thought they could get the protection of the high-level monks inside the restricted barrier, but unexpectedly they ended up... Falling into a dangerous situation.

This situation was something that these people had never dreamed of. They had clearly regained a lot of lost ground, and had made great progress all the way to break the restrictions of dozens of Yinyue Tombs, large and small. How could they suddenly become so embarrassed?

They didn't have time to think about this in detail. Facing the moon-worshipping monks coming from all directions, these people could only huddle together with their fellow disciples and use their magical powers to resist them to the death.

In the eastern sky, a group of people from the Heavenly Beast Sect were fighting with a group of moon-worshipping monks. Compared to other immortal sects, this team of teammates who were a mixture of humans and beasts was extremely difficult to deal with.

I saw the Dragon Immortal Zhao Xianyu offering up a silver spiritual ring, turning it into a Taoist magic shadow and hitting the moon-worshiping monks facing him. A purple-gold Bagua furnace was above his head, constantly glowing with Taoism, covering his body, and following him While flying left and right, he crushed away all the incoming attacks.

His immortal beast, the Sky-Eating Giant Python, was full of ferocious flames. As it quickly moved through the crowd, its body covered with fine scales swayed left and right, pulling several figures out of the air and exploding into a ball of bloody dregs. And its huge mouth like a clepsydra would spit out wind vortices from time to time and attack the surroundings, sucking in the moon-worshiping monks and strangling them into pieces. If it rushes close to those moon-worshiping monks, it will open its ferocious fangs and swallow the life directly.

The surrounding moon-worshipping monks were frightened when they saw this, and some even abandoned the fighting group here and flew elsewhere.

Tiger Immortal Qu Liangjun was riding the fairy beast Red Black Tiger to protect the disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect. The spiritual ring in his hand turned into a silver glow that hung in the air, blocking all the magic weapons and magic that came from around. .

The Red Black Tiger under his seat opened his mouth from time to time and spat out streams of blazing fire to rebuke the incoming people. When it waved its four claws, large swaths of yellow light formed into a strange net and covered the surrounding area.

Wherever the strange net passed, whether it was magic or spiritual treasures, they turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

With the strength of these two people and two beasts, the group of people from the Heavenly Beast Sect finally calmed down and temporarily became calm.

Near the sky, several golden round shields suddenly appeared in the sky, and several fairy beasts jumped out in all directions.

Zeng Manting, a disciple of the Sanyang Realm, had already raised her hand and threw a black ring, which turned into a huge black net in the wind and was blocked several feet away in front of her.

The pair of long and transparent tentacles of its fairy beast, the blue-striped scorpion, are scattered in the air, grabbing and paralyzing the figures nearby, and a sharp tail spine stretches out several feet, like a sharp knife. Plunging forward, the person was instantly trapped into a hornet's nest.

Next to him, Liu Qingshan was covered with a giant shield of golden light, and he held up a spiritual ring to protect him. The immortal beast Green Scale Demon Tiger's two front paws were pawed, and several green blades were slashed out from left to right, connected with the beast. The large scale darts shot out from the body pushed away the attacking Moon Worshiping Monks far away.

Lei Lei held the spirit ring in his hand but did not pull it out. Instead, he only sent out thunder and lightning from the single horn on his immortal beast's head. Before the moon-worshiping monks could get close, they were pushed back by the dense lightning arcs.

While Wu Yaqi's fairy beast, the Snow Golden Toad, sprayed out large sheets of white mist, its figure continuously shot out of the mist, spraying out large and overwhelming ice arrows and shooting forward.

Once someone is shot by an ice arrow, they will be numb all over from the cold, followed closely by a black spirit ring that roars towards them, beating them until they are left stunned and unable to escape.

At this time, the people of the Heavenly Beast Sect relied on various means, and continued to enhance the immortal beasts they drove with the blessing and metamorphosis techniques, and finally managed to hold a stalemate with the attacking moon-worshiping monks.

In the sky on the east side, Dou Qing, the master of Haoyu Hall of Tongtian Sect, Hu Yanzhen and several other members of the Condensation Realm Hall were chasing the moon-worshipping monks in various ways. Several people were coming and going, fighting or fighting. Escape, all with ease.

After all, none of the Three Yang Realm and Tongyuan Realm monks from Tongtian Sect have entered the Black Sky Restriction. These few people have no burden and can naturally cope with it the most easily.

While Dou Qing raised a Zang Qing flying sword and slashed the enemies with a sword beam that was about a foot long, he used the body-casting technique to combine with the blood-colored rings on his hands to turn into a huge blood cocoon that wrapped around his body. , rampaging among the moon-worshipping monks, and seemed to be the most vicious person among the entire southern monks.

Among the three monks of the Condensing Core Realm in the Baihua Fairy Valley, two female cultivators were dressed in white and looked stunning. They were Feng Yuyi, the master of the Jade Flower Seat in the Fairy Valley, and Li Ruochan, the master of the Qionghua Seat.

Another man in green clothes with a slender figure, who also looks as handsome as a jade tree facing the wind, is Li Changyong, the leader of the Chuanhua Seat.

I saw Feng Yuyi, the owner of the Jade Flower Seat, holding a large jade-colored round fan, standing pretty in mid-air.

She has a graceful figure, and her dress is as graceful as a fairy descending from the earth. Circles of white light flow on her jade fan. Every time she fans it forward, a white flower will fly out, forming a huge flower around her. The formation actually protected her and several Sanyang Realm disciples behind her.

Li Changyong, the leader of the Zhuhua Seat, held out two daggers, which turned into two flaming red fireworks, like two fire sticks that were constantly interspersed, burning the surrounding air. A large swath of red light burst out from the short sword and quickly spread to the surroundings, slashing and wreaking havoc among a group of moon-worshipping monks.

Li Ruochan from the Qionghua Seat raised a green flying sword and swung it forward. Strange flower shadows emerged, instantly covering all the moon-worshiping monks who rushed towards them. Several screams rang out, and those people might have Dead or injured, all of them retreated in an instant.

Several Sanyang Realm disciples in the Baihua Fairy Valley, including Qi Yingying, all raised various spiritual treasures and flying swords in front of them to protect themselves. Occasionally, there would be an attack that broke the flower formation formed by Feng Yuyi with a round fan, and they would take action together. Keep it out of the way.



At this moment, in the sky west of the Nuandao Pass, a group of Western monks and a handful of Northern monks were fighting fiercely with the large number of Moon Worshiping monks who were chasing them.

Among the middle and low-level monks who entered the restricted space, most of the northern monks were killed in Longjie Mountain and Yuanxuan Mountain, so there were really very few of them. Naturally, the main force of this group was the western monks.

I saw a woman in red riding a golden firebird, holding up a blue talisman, which turned into a large piece of translucent blue gravel and instantly rushed around her.

She gently held it out with her jade hand, swung a golden bell and kept smashing it forward, and then popped out an emerald talisman with another hand, turning into hundreds of green snakes and swimming forward quickly.

These little snakes are all transformed by spiritual power, and they contain a kind of overbearing talisman fire. Once a monk is bitten by these little snakes, a burst of talisman fire will enter the body, and it will burst out in the body of those monks instantly, killing the person. Kill invisible.

The golden firebird under the female seat flaps its giant fire wings from time to time to blow up gusts of strange wind, deflecting the incoming spirit treasures and magic spells, and even spurts out streaks of silver fire and golden light blades in all directions. , wherever the two passed by, whether it was spiritual treasures or immortal arts, they were either instantly devoured and melted by the strange fire, or were chopped into pieces by the golden light blade and disintegrated into nothingness.

At this moment, in the mountainous bushes more than ten miles south of the Nandaokou, a figure was pasting a yellow paper talisman on his forehead, and tiny glows emanated from his fingers.

Liu Qingyi activated the sect's communication talisman and sensed the positions of the people in the inner gate of the restricted space at the Nundaokou. He immediately drove the little civets to fly towards the north. When they arrived not far from the Nundaokou, they had already disappeared.

After he drove the little civet cats to the outside of the restricted barrier, he wandered around for a while and found that there was almost no one outside. He turned to stare at the black barrier in front of him again and saw those who entered, including He Yuanji and the Dragon and Tiger Immortals. The senior monk has not seen anyone come out until now. He couldn't help but secretly mutter: "If this one goes in, it will be difficult to come out again. Should I go in or not?"

Although he was very conflicted in his heart, he also knew that he might be able to help if he went in now, but if he didn't go in, he would have to stay outside with his eyes dark, unable to find out the real situation inside.

Thinking of the little civet's invisibility, he finally gritted his teeth and rushed into the restricted barrier.

At this moment, in the sky northeast of Nan Daokou, a large number of densely packed figures flew in from a distance. When they got close, they all fell into the southwest ridge of Yuanxuan Mountain, hiding their figures.

In the forest, there was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and a golden crown, his brows slightly condensed, and his eyes sharply staring at the forbidden barrier below. Next to him, there was a person wearing a black robe, with a white scarf covering his face, only exposing his two legs. Only eyes are out.

"Do you want to... go in now?" the purple-robed man's voice sounded.

"There's no rush, the envoy hasn't arrived yet, let's wait here for a while!" the masked man in black robe said in a solemn voice.

"I also think it should be like this, so I will let them fight to the death first. It is best if Qing Ziji and Su Duan and his wife die together!" The purple-robed man's voice sounded again.

"Qing Ziji? As long as he doesn't have the Moon Worshiping Immortal Bow in hand, he won't have anything to worry about, but others will have to work hard!" The voice of the man in black robes became deeper.

Let's talk about Liu Qingyi entering the restricted barrier, but what he saw was a frightening scene, and he couldn't help but take a breath!

I saw streaks of light rainbows flickering in the forbidden space, and large numbers of people flying in the sky to the north. Under the forbidden dome to the south, a group of people were standing quietly in the sky.

Some people died, but not completely...