"call out--!"
A sharp sword cry resounded through the sky, and Wu Qinghuan activated his flying sword to strike at a Condensing Core monk who was chasing behind him. The man did not dodge when he saw this, and still fired a shuttle-shaped magic weapon towards her.
Next to him, a figure quickly flew forward, and also handed out a silver flying sword, knocking the silver flying sword in front of the monk at the Condensation Realm several feet away.
Seeing the shuttle-shaped magic weapon being hit, Wu Qinghuan hurriedly dodged in the air. However, at this moment, a giant black net came from the side and covered the sky, followed by several long black nail-shaped magic weapons with breaking wind. The sound shot across the sky and shot towards her.
In a hurry, Wu Qinghuan could only recall the flying sword and slash the giant black net, and then popped out a blue and white disk that rose several times in size to block the long black spikes.
At the same moment, a silver flying sword and the shuttle-shaped magic weapon came from behind one after another.
With two muffled sounds of "bang" and "bang", Wu Qinghuan was caught off guard and struck by a silver flying sword. The green and white protective inner armor he was wearing immediately shattered into several pieces.
At the same time, her own silver flying sword also blasted away the giant black net.
Immediately afterwards, the shuttle-shaped magic weapon penetrated into her body, and another dark spike penetrated the blue and white disc and penetrated into her left shoulder.
With two muffled sounds of "Puff", Wu Qinghuan felt a heartbreaking pain in his chest and left shoulder. His entire left arm was blown away in the air. A large bloody hole in his chest was clearly visible, and then a large amount of blood flowed from the wound. gush.
Wu Qinghuan felt his eyes darken, his head felt dizzy, and he fell uncontrollably into the air. Before he could stabilize his body, several more rainbows of light came one after another, and large groups of blood flowers emerged in the sky...
At this moment, in the sky on the other side, Qian Baishou, the elder of the Tongtian Sect, was chasing and fighting with several moon-worshiping monks. This man was surrounded by thick fog-like green light spots, and he brought out a green light trail as he flew away. , several phantom arms each hold a magical weapon, whether it is a knife, a sword, a spear, or a shield... they are constantly throwing them out around.
And he himself is like a ghost, his movements are erratic and traceless, and he sets off hurricanes wherever he passes, just like an unpredictable storm, which is elusive.
At one moment, he swung several magic weapons and hit one person violently, making the other person pay the price. Then he quickly pulled away and left without any delay in the whole process.
The moon-worshipping monks who were chasing him looked quite embarrassed. Not only did they have to lose a piece of each other's clothes, but they also had to face several sudden attacks from magic weapons. During the whole process of siege and pursuit, it seemed that the one in front was People were on the run, but the result was that the people behind them suffered numerous casualties.
At this moment, the difference in strength among the three elders of the Purple Mansion Realm from the Southern Realm slowly became apparent.
Compared to the other two, Qian Baishou not only has the highest level of cultivation, but his fighting style is also more flexible and changeable.
His ability to transform into several arms and manipulate magic weapons and magic is like a weapon for group warfare, almost like several monks of the same realm attacking at the same time. He also possesses an extremely fast movement technique. Under such circumstances, it was like a fish in water.
This also allowed him to use several extremely weird and powerful magic weapons and treasures to kill several weaker Moon Worshiping monks during the run, and even seriously injured two powerful people in the Purple Mansion Realm.
However, although his method is astonishingly powerful, it is also very consuming. If he continues to use several magic weapons to attack the enemy, it will be difficult for him to sustain it all the time.
It was also for this reason that when he was flying in all directions, he separated several phantom arms to hold several high-grade spiritual stones to fill the state.
Fortunately, Elder Qian's fighting style was too weird and difficult to deal with. After killing and injuring several people, fewer and fewer Moon Worshiping monks were chasing after him. This also gave him the opportunity to finally fight with Tongtian Sect Dou. Qing and Hu Yanxuan joined together, protected a few people and escaped into a lush forest southeast of Nandaokou to hide their traces, and finally got away from the people chasing behind them temporarily.
Here, compared to the Tongtian Sect, which is the smallest but most powerful team, other immortal sects in the southern realm are not so lucky.
Almost half of the disciples of the Lower Immortal Sect, led by the monks at the Condensing Core Realm, were killed in a short period of time. Only a few of them relied on body magic and escape skills to quickly escape towards the south of Nan Daokou.
In the sky to the east, two battle circles were formed at this moment. The three Condensing Pill Realm monks in Baihua Fairy Valley were protecting several Three Sun Realm disciples. They were pulling for several rounds with a group of pursuing Moon Worshiping monks, and finally they were The people were temporarily beaten back.
The leader of the Jade Flower Seat, Feng Yuyi, and the Master of the Chuanhua Seat, Li Changyong, sacrificed their magical weapons to repel the incoming brilliance. Then they got closer together, each holding a few high-grade spiritual stones, and recovered in mid-air.
Li Ruochan, the leader of the Qionghua Seat, stood alone at the front. He used his cyan flying sword to create a large, strange flower shadow. He destroyed several sword lights and spiritual treasure magic that hit him, and then brought another one closer. The moon-worshiping monk fell into the air, causing those who were chasing him to shrink back.
She looked at the Moon Worshiping Monk who kept retreating, with a look of disdain in her eyes, and sneered: "Why don't you just rely on more people? You want to surround and kill us with just this strength? What a wishful thinking!" 33
She said these words very loudly, using her cultivation level at the peak of the late stage of the Dan Condensation Realm to show it to others. Her fierce energy was breathtaking, and she really had an aura that looked down upon all parties.
"Hmph..." After listening to Li Ruochan's taunt, a contemptuous sneer came from not far away: "A girl in the late stage of the Condensation Realm actually dares to speak arrogant words, she is really looking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a blue rainbow flashing from the distance, turning into an old man in green robes. The old man's eyes were like a deep pool of water, and he was holding a green whisk. The power displayed on his body was, however, It made her feel a strong sense of oppression.
"A strong person in the Purple Mansion Realm?"
Li Ruochan's face changed slightly, but she managed not to retreat immediately. At this moment, everyone around her gradually became quiet.
Seeing that Li Ruochan was still acting tough, the old man in green robe snorted coldly, and then swept the whisk forward in his hand.
A fierce wind suddenly blew up in mid-air, bringing with it a hissing sound and whizzing towards Li Ruochan, as if it was tearing the air apart, making people's hearts tremble.
Before this strong wind approached, Li Ruochan was already a little unsteady, and the golden elixir power in his body surged out crazily, turning into a thick golden wall of light in front of him.
However, under the impact of the green wind, the wall of light only persisted for a moment before collapsing.
"Poof~" Li Ruochan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body swayed backwards and fell several feet. However, within a few breaths, she hurriedly stabilized her body and began to drive the green flying sword into a blue rainbow. Shoot at the old man.
"You really don't know what you can do!" The old man in green robe narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth: "Go to hell!"
As he finished speaking, he threw the whisk forward in his hand. The whisk instantly grew to about three feet long, and like a dragnet, it moved towards the cyan flying sword.
"Qiang~~" The green light flashed, and the flying sword hit the rope net formed by the fly whisk, and was suddenly thrown out.
The green-robed old man didn't even raise his eyelids. The fly whisk continued to shake, turning into an even more majestic green wind and sweeping toward Li Ruochan.
This time, the Gangfeng was not simply composed of cyan light, but also contained many extremely small green ropes, which vaguely formed a huge cyan cage under the agitation of the Gangfeng.
Li Ruochan couldn't retreat in time and was instantly enveloped by the majestic wind. She had no choice but to use her body protection magic and a shield-shaped magic weapon to withstand the erosion of the wind.
“Bang bang~~~~”
Li Ruochan's body-protecting magic and the shield-shaped magic weapon couldn't withstand it for almost three seconds, and they exploded one after another. Immediately, she suffered dozens of attacks again, and when blood spattered, The body was thrown away like a kite with its string broken.
At this time, Feng Yuyi, Li Changyong and a group of Immortal Valley disciples were also besieged from all directions by the remaining Dan Ningdan and Sanyang realm monks from the Moon Worshiping Party, and the situation began to take a turn for the worse.
Feng Yuyi holds a large jade-colored fan and blows out streams of strong wind. At the same time, dense white flowers emerge, forming a flower array that reaches the sky.
Those white petals flying all over the sky, swept by the strong wind, were like sharp blades facing the incoming moon-worshiping monks.
Li Changyong used two daggers to transform into two flaming red fireworks, like two fire pots moving around, burning the surrounding air.
Every time he swings a sword, it will definitely trigger a large amount of fire attribute energy to rush forward, forcing the surrounding moon-worshipping monks to retreat.
Judging from the power of the flames, it is not inferior to the magical skills performed by monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm.
Because of these methods, although the moon-worshiping monks had the advantage of having more people, they could not help but two people at the same time.
However, several disciples of the Three Yang Realm Immortal Valley were not so lucky. Facing the magic weapons and magic that were attacking from all angles, they tried to dodge again and again, but were finally attacked.
Qi Yingying was directly attacked by a magical weapon activated by a monk in the Condensation Realm. Her right arm was immediately blown into powder, and her body was thrown back like a kite with broken strings.
A female cultivator in the late Three Yang Realm in Baihua Fairy Valley was besieged by three people. After holding on for several breaths, a two-foot-long blood groove was cut open in her chest and abdomen. The blood and internal organs were thrown into the air, and the whole body fell downwards. .
At this moment, when the low-level female cultivators in the Immortal Valley were being chased, intercepted, and killed, Feng Yuyi and Li Changyong were also targeted by the old man in the Purple Mansion Realm.
When Li Changyong urged his two swords to strike forward, he was attacked head-on by several magical weapons. With a slight movement of his body, he was already several feet away.
Just as he froze his body, a ray of green light came in a moment, breaking through his body-protecting magic and passing through his back and heart!
Suddenly, bright red blood splashed on Tsing Yi, his cheeks, and his forehead, and the person suddenly fell from the air...
When Feng Yuyi waved her fan to blow out the overwhelming white flowers, she heard a cold voice coming from her ears, "Huh, you are so clever!"
Turning her head, she saw a green whisk flung out in the air, its tail spreading out for several feet like a goddess scattering flowers, turning into fine green needles flying towards her.
She quickly moved the fan in her hand towards the green needles and threads turned into whisks. Sparks suddenly erupted where the two met, making a "chichichi" sound.
The next moment, the fan's light dimmed, and when it was pricked by those green needles, it turned into pieces and floated into the sky.
Suddenly, Feng Yuyi felt a small pain and numbness coming from all over her body. It wasn't even painful, it was just numbness, which made her consciousness gradually blur.
This isn't a dream, is it?
She felt so light, as if she would float at any moment.
I couldn't open my eyes anymore, and all I could hear in my ears was the sound of wind and my own weak breathing.
Some people died, but not completely...
