Gong Chenying was stunned and looked back hurriedly, only to see Li Yan standing hundreds of feet away, looking at Monk Zhizhong with a serious expression. It was obvious that the first half of his sentence was directed to himself, but the second half was directed to Monk Zhizhong.
As Li Yan finished speaking, Monk Zhizhong was stunned, and then his face changed drastically. He felt a sharp pain in his body, and a layer of small lumps appeared on his already swollen body.
As Li Yan shouted "Explode!", those small bags seemed to be shattered by an invisible force. "Pah, pah, pah..." sounds were heard one after another, exploding into blood mist, and blood holes appeared on Zhizhong's body one after another.
The magic power in the body seemed to have found an outlet and quickly flowed out from the holes, and the swollen body quickly shriveled up.
At this moment, his internal organs felt like they were lit like oil fire, constantly burning, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Everyone was stunned, looking at Li Yan who was hundreds of feet away, and had no idea how he made his move.
As Monk Zhizhong screamed in pain, the "pa pa" sound continued, and his life force drained away at a faster pace. His body swayed, his eyes turned red, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
From the time Li Yan spoke to the time Master Zhizhong fell to the ground, it was less than two breaths of time. Master Zhizhong, who was lying on the ground, was covered in black blood, which instantly dyed the ground red.
His hands and feet twitched, and the wooden fish had been thrown aside. He hunched over and rubbed his body against the ground for a few times, black blood flowing from his mouth, his eyes wide open, and a hoarse sound coming from his throat.
But I could vaguely hear his words.
"But... what a pity... we met a little too early!"
Then he stopped moving.
Although his voice was soft, the monks could still hear it clearly, but no one understood the meaning.
At the same time, Gong Chenying flew towards the eighteen monks, and the green light of his long spear had grown to more than ten feet.
She was not sure if she could kill them all with one strike. At this moment, her magic power was almost exhausted, less than one tenth of the usual strength.
Under normal circumstances, she would only need a breath or two to set up a formation with a wave of her hand, trapping all the dozen people in the formation. Even if she self-destructed, Gong Fadiying believed that she would be able to suppress it with the power of the Qi Condensation Stage.
Upon seeing this, the other monks of the Wuliang Sect all panicked and attacked the other side all at once, hoping to achieve the desired result with one strike.
Seeing Gong Chenying's long spear slashing across the sky like a meteor, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and treasures following behind like galloping horses, Li Yan was also extremely anxious. He didn't know whether the method he just used would work.
Normally, he was quite confident about the poison and estimated that it would take four or five breaths to take effect. But now it felt like it would take so long. Could it be that the method he had guessed before was not feasible
In an instant, Gong Chenying's meteor-like attack reached the heads of the eighteen monks. However, at this moment, a burly monk's face darkened, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.
"Hum!"
There were actually nine monks beside him who seemed to have a telepathic connection with him. They took a step forward at the same time and stood in front of the remaining eight people. The magic power that was already surging in their bodies was even more intense.
However, the bodies of these ten people stopped expanding, and blood was gushing out from their ears and noses. The ten people ignored everything and shouted at the same time.
"Hum!"
The ten people raised one palm in front of their chest, and slapped another person on the shoulder with the other palm.
With just this one slap, the ten fingers of some people exploded into a ball of blood mist in an instant, and the ten people were suddenly covered with golden light, which made others' eyes hurt and unable to look directly. The eight people behind them took this opportunity to expand their bodies even more.
A huge green light flashed down overhead, and ten people raised their palms in front of their chests at the same time, and a large yellow bell shining with golden light appeared in the air.
With a "hum" sound, the golden bronze faced the huge green blade.
At the same time, ten people kicked backwards at the same time. The eight people behind them, who had swelled up like balls, were kicked and scattered.
This action caught the attention of the monks of the Wangliang Sect, and they immediately understood the other party's intention. These ten people planned to unleash their potential and use the secret Buddhist method to take the attack of the foundation-building monk head-on, buying time for the eight people behind them to self-destruct.
Just by looking at the appearances of the ten people presented by this secret technique, one can know that it will be very dangerous after using this technique.
In the blink of an eye, Gong Chenying's attack had hit the golden bell directly. A loud earth-shaking sound was heard in their ears, making everyone dizzy. A strong airflow blew everyone backwards.
As they retreated, they also saw eight people in the air flying away in the opposite direction of them. At this time, the eight monks had become like balls with shrunken limbs. Everyone was shocked and realized they were unable to organize another attack.
Gong Chenying's figure flashed in the dust, but he did not retreat. He used his magic power to chase after him. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
But she still stomped her feet heavily on the ground, and with another "boom" sound, she actually used the pure power of her body to chase in one of the directions again, which was where the largest number of monks were.
Her decisive pursuit caught the eyes of the monks flying behind her, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
"So what if we catch up? There are only three people in that direction, where are the other five?"
Li Yan, who was flying backwards, had been calculating the time in his mind, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Five breaths!"
Five breaths had passed since they attacked the eighteen monks.
In just five breaths, the cultivator's attacks had changed in a thousand ways, and Li Yan felt it was so long.
At the moment when Gong Chenying's figure flew into the air, the eight people who flew out let out a painful roar, and the spiritual light on their bodies flew around in a horizontal flow, which was a precursor to self-explosion.
Even Gong Chenying, who was in the air, could not help but pause when he saw this scene. "It's too late!"
Except for Gong Chenying and Li Yan, everyone else mobilized all their magic power and cast their strongest spiritual power shields. Many of them even slapped their waists and used talismans one after another to block the spiritual power shields.
Just as everyone was in a panic, the eight monks' screams of pain suddenly stopped, like roosters with their necks strangled. At the same time, the magic power that was flowing through their bodies began to dissipate.
Dirty blood oozed out of the spherical bodies. The next moment, pieces of flesh and blood fell off the eight people's bodies. That flesh and blood could no longer be called flesh and blood. The flesh was blue and the blood was black.
Pieces as big as fists were constantly peeling off from the body. In the process of falling, occasionally a few pieces were connected by the body's meridians and bounced in the air for a few times like springs before falling to the ground with a "bang". A black stain suddenly appeared on the ground.
"call!"
Seeing this, Li Yan couldn't help but let out a long breath.
It was not until this moment that he realized that he was already soaked.
He looked around hurriedly, and swept his spiritual sense over every Wuliang Sect monk. He found that no one was suffering from the poison like the monk, so he felt slightly relieved.
At this moment, everyone including Gong Chenying was looking at the pieces of meat falling like black rain in the air in front of them. They were stunned at first, and then they felt the magic power on the eight people's bodies began to dissipate, and they couldn't help but feel relieved.
But after a few breaths, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
"What kind of poison is this? There was no sign of it before."
The scene before them was somewhat disgusting, but it did not matter to the monks of the Wuliang Sect. They had seen things more disgusting than this. It was just that none of them noticed Li Yan's method of spreading the poison, which was why they felt a chill in their hearts.
For a poison cultivator, this is the most difficult fact to accept, but they quickly thought of the time when Li Yan poisoned them. Before, Li Yan asked them to collect the spirit beasts and then attack from a distance, so he should have made the move at that time.
Just as everyone looked at Li Yan, many of their faces changed and they all looked up.
A heart-pounding sense of extreme danger arose in their hearts, and they saw a chilling scene. Above the place of the fight, the black shadow on the top was hanging down like heavy water, extremely clear, as if it was about to break through the wall.
As for the black shadows covering the top of the ball in other places, although slightly lighter, they still looked like they were about to drip off.
Gong Chenying shouted loudly.
"Quickly find the exit!"
Then he ran out quickly. Li Yan and other Qi Condensation stage cultivators also ran quickly to various parts of the spherical wall. Some people wanted to ask Li Yan how he did it, but now they had no time to ask.
In just two or three breaths, some monks had already shouted loudly.
"There's a passage here!"
Upon hearing this, the other monks hurriedly flew there. They had discovered something despairing during their search just now: the entrance they came from and the entrance to the spherical wall from the Pure Land had been sealed, and they could not get out again.
Just as everyone was anxiously groping, a purple light appeared faintly on a part of the sphere wall. A monk who was closer saw it and immediately stabbed at it with a long sword in his hand.
With a slight "bo" sound, the long sword instantly pierced through half. He quickly retracted the long sword, but found that the long sword was not damaged at all. He turned around and shouted.
Gong Chenying ran over quickly. When she arrived in front of the purple light, she thrust her halberd in quickly without saying a word. She pulled it out, took a closer look, and then took a step forward.
"Wait a moment!"
As the voice echoed, she walked in without looking back.
Li Yan had also arrived by now, and couldn't help but frowning when he saw this.
"Why is Sixth Senior Sister exploring the way by herself again? If something happens to her, how can we pass the next level? Just send a Qi Condensation cultivator to go through."
Li Yan couldn't agree with this. If he was the captain, he should have sent a Qi Condensation cultivator to explore the way. After all, there was only one Foundation Establishment cultivator. If there was danger outside, it would be too late to regret.
Just as he was thinking quickly, the wall of the ball rippled again, and Gong Chenying walked in again. Her face was calm, so that no one knew what she saw outside.
After coming in, she first glanced at the black shadow on the top. She was moving in and out very quickly, but the black shadow on the top was like heavy water, which had pressed the wall of the ball down, leaving a bulge as big as a fist. She thought about it in a flash.
"Everyone, clean up the battlefield quickly. You must leave after three breaths. Stay where you are and do not try to move forward or touch anything."
Gong Chenying made arrangements quickly.
Three breaths later, Gong Chenying saw the last Qi Condensation cultivator step out from the rippling wall of the sphere in front of her. She took another look at the nine corpses on the ground, a hint of strangeness in her eyes, and then her figure flashed and she disappeared from the sphere.
After another three breaths, a black shadow as big as a fist broke through the wall from the top of the ball and hit the ground like a heavy object. Then it spread on the ground like black ink.
The fist-sized hole on the top expanded rapidly. After more black shadows seeped in, they did not continue to drip onto the ground. Instead, they invaded along the inside of the sphere and covered the entire inner wall of the sphere like a dense spider web.
In a short time, the ball was already as dark as night, and the nine corpses on the ground had long since melted away.
Here, there seemed to be no trace of fighting at all.