The other people had the same idea as Li Yan. They were all certain that it was a Divine Transformation cultivator who had made the move just now.
But now, seeing that the teleportation array in the air was about to disappear and that person still had not appeared, his eyes could not help but scan the demon cultivator who appeared.
They began to suspect that the master of the thin hand had deliberately concealed his cultivation level and had been teleported here and hidden among the crowd.
In their opinion, the most likely ones are the three Nascent Soul cultivators, especially the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wearing a black robe, who should be a human cultivator.
At that time, there was only one Divine Transformation cultivator named Tutai among the demon cultivators, while there were three cultivators from foreign lands.
As soon as the ancient wine flag appeared, the absolute strength of the peak of the incarnation level knocked Mr. Six and Mr. Eleven down to the mortal world.
However, after the battle, the two men were not found dead, and even their bodies disappeared.
According to the news released by Gujiuqi later, after the war, he spent a lot of effort to finally find Tutai's lair, and then secretly set up a blockade formation.
After a fierce battle, Tutai finally managed to escape by harming himself and performing a secret technique.
But his Nascent Soul was also mostly burned out, so even if he was lucky enough to survive, his cultivation would definitely drop drastically, and he might not be able to appear within five or six hundred years.
"kill!"
The two sides met for only a few breaths, and they just glanced at each other without saying a word.
In the eerie silence, the ferocity in the eyes of the burly demon grew stronger and stronger. After a few rapid flashes, he suddenly let out a loud roar and pounced on Li Yan and the others.
The monks at the back also came out like a swarm of bees leaving a nest, with the sound of their sleeves breaking through the air, and large amounts of colorful light instantly filled the entire world.
However, Hang Lin, Qi Jinghong and the other three did not attack together. Instead, they showed a look of doubt on their faces. Their eyes were fixed on a certain spot in the air, where was the black hole that had shrunk to the size of a spot of light.
Among the monks who rushed out, the one covered in a black robe suddenly turned his head, looked at Hang Lin and the others, and said in a sinister voice.
"What are you waiting for? Do you want to disobey orders?"
Hanglin and the other three were shocked.
The adult who had frightened them in their hearts did not come over, but now seeing the black-robed monk shouting at them, they knew they could not hesitate any longer.
After a few people looked at each other, Hang Lin planned to put away the magic plate in his hand and quickly meet Mo Qing and the others.
At this moment, the black spot above his head that was about to disappear suddenly lit up with light, and then dimmed again. A figure suddenly appeared thousands of feet above their heads.
Almost at the same time, as the black spot flashed, a cold light that was imperceptible to all the Nascent Soul cultivators here suddenly rose up and shot into the black spot hole at a speed that could not be captured by spiritual sense.
"boom!"
An extremely dull sound was heard from above the entire Wuliang Sect, and then the entire sect shook. The peaks simultaneously made muffled "boom" sounds, causing countless rocks to roll down.
The monks in the air were all stunned by the huge force that followed, and some monks with lesser cultivation base actually fell directly from the air.
At the same time, the magic disk in Hanglin's hand also broke apart like a cracked mirror, and turned into starlight in an instant, which made Hanglin's face turn embarrassed in an instant. This was the best way for them to escape later.
It was destroyed right before their eyes. Even if they wanted to escape now, it would be several times more difficult than before.
An old voice suddenly resounded throughout the world.
"Hmph, let's see where you can escape this time!"
Then, another figure appeared in the sky above the Wuliang Sect.
He was a skinny, short old man in gray, who looked to be around seventy or eighty years old.
He had a head full of white hair, but it was combed neatly, but he looked lazy, and his sleepy eyes always seemed half awake. He was casually looking at the person opposite him who had appeared a little earlier than him.
That man was also an old man, dressed in gorgeous clothes, but his face was extremely smooth, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes and years.
"Mr. Big, how are you? You finally took action!"
The old man in gray spoke slowly again.
"Gu Jiuqi, you really are haunting me!"
The master's eyes were extremely indifferent, and he looked at the ancient wine flag without blinking.
This opportunity is rare, and even though he knows there will be great risks, he has to give it a try anyway.
According to the information he had heard, there were not many Divine Transformation cultivators left in the lower world, but the one that they feared the most was the Ancient Wine Flag.
But they just couldn't find any trace of him. Even after spending huge amounts of money to get information from the Wuliang Sect, they still couldn't confirm it. The master felt that he looked like everyone, but he was no one.
But the Great Master could not continue to accumulate strength and wait. He knew that he had been accumulating strength, and all the sects on the Desolate Moon Continent knew this. Without any scruples, they developed faster.
In recent years, there are more and more Jindan-level cultivators, especially those at the middle level, popping up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Although the number of Nascent Soul cultivators has apparently decreased due to ascension, the number of people who have successfully formed a Nascent Soul has actually increased exponentially compared to previous years.
The Great Master has wanted to curb this situation for a long time, but he is the only one left on his side who has reached the state of Divine Transformation. It is very likely that Tu Tai has already died, otherwise he would have contacted him long ago.
In this way, they would not be able to capture the large sects, and even if they did capture the small sects, the results would be minimal and their remaining strength would be exposed.
Their current strength does not allow them to launch a full-scale attack like they did in the beginning. The result of doing so would basically be a one-wave attack.
The Infant-Born Ceremony is a perfect opportunity:
First, although there are many elite monks gathered here, they are not all the monks in the entire Desolate Moon Continent.
The second is that they can take the opportunity to ambush those cunning Nascent Soul cultivators on the road, and at the same time kill a group of elite disciples.
In the previous ambush, they actually achieved their intended goal.
The master concealed his aura and attacked separately, intercepting the team that came to congratulate him. He had killed four Yuanyings and seriously injured seven.
This loss is already quite heavy for any continent in the lower realm. If Yu Yuan had not escaped, it would not just be the seven Nascent Soul cultivators who would be seriously injured.
After receiving the message, Mr. Da felt that his plan had been exposed, so he had to rush over to meet up with Hanglin and the others, thus giving up the fat meat that was already in his mouth.
The master did not want to abandon Hang Lin and his four companions, as well as the hundreds of Jindan cultivators here. That would be like killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of his own.
His current family assets could not withstand such a torment, especially the four high-end combatants. Hanglin and his men really lived up to expectations, and killed another Nascent Soul cultivator and dozens of Golden Core cultivators. Yu Yuan was also beaten to a point where his life or death was unknown.
Yu Yuan was injured twice, and his Nascent Soul might have been broken and unstable. Even if he wakes up in the future, it would be difficult for him to recover to his peak state. His immortal journey might even end here, just like Mu Zuowang.
The two people in the air only said a few words to each other, but in fact they both understood each other's plan.
Previously, even if the Great Master attacked from the other end of the teleportation array, Gu Jiuqi did not stop him and allowed him to teleport many of his subordinates over.
He was just waiting to see if the Great Master dared to teleport over in person. Otherwise, the Ancient Wine Flag would continue to lie dormant and would not care about Mo Qing and the others.
He has been secretly searching for this great master over the years, but the gap between the other party's cultivation level and his incarnation's is not too big. He is at the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation, and the great master is also at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.
Moreover, the great master is extremely good at concealing his whereabouts and is a cunning and deceitful person. Compared with him, Tu Tai is considered a fierce general in the army, but he lacks a lot of scheming.
That's why Tutai inadvertently revealed his whereabouts at the beginning and was trapped by the ancient wine flag.
And just as Gujiuqi's figure appeared, the eyes of the people below were also looking at the two of them.
"The demon envoy is still in the sect!"
Mo said softly.
They had always guessed that the ancient wine flag should still be in the sect, but after more than a hundred years, there had been no news about the Demon Envoy, and it had gradually been forgotten.
"This is the main reason why the Wuliang Sect and my three sects are afraid to join forces. They have demons and ghosts, and after our three sects have cultivated to the Lianxu period, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or swordsmanship, they are more concerned with being ruthless and desireless.
Those powerful beings in the upper realms are even unwilling to send out an avatar to protect the lower realms. This is the so-called looking down on the common people and being too indifferent to emotions…”
Monk Yiye had a different feeling in his heart. In fact, he himself didn't know whether he would still have emotions and desires after he had mastered the Buddhist teachings in the future.
But he knew that the powerful monks from the three sects in the upper realm were not willing to let their clones leave them.
The clone is very important to a powerful cultivator. Even if only one clone leaves the main body, it will have a significant impact on the strength of the main body.
However, for someone like Qianzhong Zhenjun, who can be transformed by a wisp of divine thought, if his strength has not reached the fusion stage, the strength of the clone formed by his divine thought will not be very strong, and it will not be of much use.
Even when the powerful monks of the three sects in the immortal world reach the fusion stage, they will only become more cold-blooded and ruthless. They have nothing to do with the life and death of others.
Although the monks of the Wuliang Sect practiced the evil cultivation techniques in the eyes of the righteous, they actually sent out a real clone to guard the lower world, which is a little difficult to understand.
After seeing two Divine Transformation monks appear in the sky, it was not just the monks who felt emotional.
The middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in black robe who was rushing forward suddenly stopped when he saw Gu Jiuqi's figure.
Then, he was fixed in the air as if under a spell, and his eyes were filled with endless hatred as he looked towards the ancient wine flag.
The ancient wine flag that was confronting the great master in the sky was extremely sensitive and looked over immediately. At one glance, although the other party had a concealing spell on his body, it was useless to him.
A hint of sneer appeared on Gujiuqi's old face.
"I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be you. You were lucky to have survived the attack. Are you the so-called Mr. Six or Mr. Eleven
But from this it seems that you are the only one left in the Spiritualization Stage, hehe..."
He first spoke to the monk who was covered in a black robe, but at the end, his eyes fell on the great master again.
After hearing the mocking words from Gu Jiuqi, the monk covered in black robe began to tremble even more violently. He suppressed the anger in his chest and let out a low growl.
"Gu Jiuqi, your end will definitely be very... miserable!"
There was boundless hatred in his voice, and this person was none other than Mr. Six whose cultivation level had plummeted.
The conversation between the two was not concealed at all and was heard by others.
Those monks who had participated in the final battle at Yinmo Cliff immediately thought of what happened at that time.
Once, when this demon master just appeared, he used one move to bring down Mr. Six and Mr. Eleven, who were so arrogant and capable of moving freely and had forced the late Nascent Soul humans to self-destruct, to the mortal world.
It clearly shows the huge difference between the late stage of Spiritualization and the early and middle stage cultivators.
But later, these two people also disappeared, and their life or death is unknown.
Seeing this person again now, what is unexpected is that this black-robed man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is actually one of the two arrogant people back then.
Just by listening to the ridicule in Gu Jiuqi's mouth, one can tell that this person's realm has dropped drastically, which must be closely related to Gu Jiuqi's attack at that time.
“The gap between the late stage of Spiritualization and the first two realms is as huge as a chasm. Those two were so rampant at the time that they forced Qian Fangshu and the others to the point of self-destruction.
Master Gu knocked them down to the mortal world with one strike, leaving them without any power to resist, as easy as an old man playing with naughty children!
However, the meaning of Uncle Gu's subsequent words was very clear, that is, Tu Tai and the other foreign cultivator should have died.
In this case, it is in line with the current situation. This time, the other party intends to attack and kill the Wuliang Sect and the monks who came to congratulate them. They can only attack with all their strength. All the strong ones who can come will appear. There is no need to hold back their strength..."
Li Yan silently pondered the meaning of the ancient wine flag language in his heart.
"Three hundred breaths!"
The master sensed that there was no second Divine Transformation cultivator around, so he felt a little relieved.
This time, he was actually gambling, betting his life. If two Divine Transformation cultivators appeared in the Wuliang Sect at the same time, they would be like moths to a flame, falling into a trap.
The Great Master didn't want to waste any more time talking to the other party. There was definitely more than one Divine Transformation cultivator on the Desolate Moon Continent.
He thought he could hold the Ancient Wine Flag for three hundred breaths.
These times were also estimated by him based on various factors. His cultivation was not as good as Gu Jiuqi's, but if he used the method of fighting in a mobile way, Gu Jiuqi might not be able to defeat him in a short period of time.
In addition, once he and Gu Jiuqi took action, even if they suppressed their cultivation, the violent fluctuations in space they caused could not be created by Nascent Soul cultivators.
In order not to affect their own cultivators, they will try their best to control the range of the magic, but they will still be sensed by other Divine Transformation cultivators to a certain extent. Even if the distance between them is a million miles, it is nothing to the Divine Transformation cultivators. The master has to take all factors into consideration.
We must fight quickly and decisively!