The moment he was covered by the gray sand, Qiu Jiuzhen became anxious and the golden elixir above his dantian was spinning wildly.
Her arm finally began to slowly rise, but by then the opponent's fatal blow had already landed.
But compared with the attack of the old black-robed foreign monk, Qiu Jiuzhen's speed was almost negligible. Qiu Jiuzhen's spiritual sense sensed that the evil wind was coming.
The hideous smile on the face of the old black-robed foreign monk appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The magic power in her golden elixir was no longer transmitted to various meridians, and she was about to self-destruct her golden elixir in an instant.
But she wasn't sure whether she could self-destruct successfully. It all depended on which side was faster.
At this moment, Qiu Jiuzhen suddenly felt a tightening around her waist, and then she was pulled diagonally downward by a strong force.
At the same time, the withered vine under her feet was also hit by a black light.
The withered vine connected to the feet was continuously outputting gray gravel one moment, and the next moment a foul smell came out, followed by large amounts of black liquid appearing on the withered vine.
Along with the foul smell, unpleasant black smoke rose up. Qiu Jiuzhen's body had been pulled diagonally downward. The withered vine immediately fell off her jade feet and shrank back with bursts of black smoke.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the two hammers in the hands of the old black-robed foreign monk collided heavily with each other, but missed.
Everything happened so fast that neither the old black-robed foreign monk nor Qiu Jiuzhen had time to react.
"Um?"
The old black-robed foreign monk uttered a cry of surprise, then looked up and saw that Qiu Jiuzhen had flown four hundred feet away.
After losing the dry vines that were entangled around her feet, the gray sand on Qiu Jiuzhen's body fell off rapidly, revealing her upper body. She looked around and was stunned.
She saw Baili Yuan, who was less than five feet away from her, holding a vine in one hand and with the other end wrapped around her waist.
This vine is different from the withered vine of the old black-robed foreign monk. It exudes a refreshing wood-attributed aura.
Baili Yuan was holding a Guanyin bottle in his other hand, and a stream of black liquid shot towards a dead vine that was rapidly retreating.
"you… "
When Qiu Jiuzhen saw that it was Baili Yuan, an expression of disbelief appeared on her beautiful face. The Taixuan Sect and the Wuliang Sect had fought each other many times over the years.
These disciples, each serving their own master, had often tried to kill the other's disciples; what's more, he had once chased him relentlessly when he was picking fruits in the secret realm.
"Stop talking nonsense and recover quickly, I can't hold on for much longer!"
Baili Yuan saw Qiu Jiuzhen in a daze and couldn't help but get anxious. Cold sweat was already oozing out of his forehead because behind him, a demon cultivator was attacking him crazily.
In addition to facing Qiu Jiuzhen, the other three directions of Baili Garden were covered with layers of bushes, and the demon was killing his way through the thorns.
Obviously, Baili Yuan took time out from his fight to save her, but it was obvious that for this little bit of time, he took a huge risk.
Qiu Jiuzhen said no more. She looked at Baili Yuan deeply with her beautiful eyes, and flew towards the old black-robed foreign monk again...
But not everyone is as lucky as Qiu Jiuzhen. Every breath, cultivators from both sides fell from the sky.
Wang Tian was also seriously injured and fell unconscious, and Du Sanjiang desperately put him into the soul storage bag. This allowed Zuo Shengyan, who was as mad as a woman, to regain some clarity of mind.
But her right arm was cut off as a result, and her body was covered with countless wounds of varying sizes, with white bone stumps piercing through her snow-white skin in many places.
Miao Wangqing's shoulder was mostly collapsed from the blow, and he fell into a coma immediately, covered in blood.
Li Changting, who had been paying attention to her and always staying not far from her, immediately sent out a large number of poisonous insects to protect her. After hundreds of poisonous insects died, he finally put Miao Wangqing into the spirit storage bag and finally prevented her from dying on the spot.
The demons knew that time was running out, so they launched an all-out attack right away. When the monks of both sides came into contact, the sky was filled with fire and blood, and broken limbs and flesh flew everywhere.
In just over twenty breaths, the area within thousands of miles was filled with brutal fighting.
Elite disciples like Wang Tian were in such a situation. Ordinary Jindan cultivators from other peaks had already died in different ways, as did the Jindan cultivators from the sects under their jurisdiction.
After sixteen breaths, Master Dajing could no longer suppress Li Yan and Li Yuyin by himself, but it would not be easy for Li Yan and Li Yuyin to defeat him in a short period of time.
Zen Master Dajing knew that Yiye and Wei Chongran had also reached a critical moment. As long as he could hold on, they would be able to release the combat power of two Nascent Souls at once, which would definitely be able to control the situation.
After seeing what happened to Qi Jinghong, he had become a hundred times more cautious. It would be extremely difficult for Li Yan to launch a sneak attack again.
Everyone on both sides was extremely anxious and almost exerted all their strength.
Mo Qing and the cultivator named Ye, who was in the middle Nascent Soul stage, had always been evenly matched. This was already all the combat power that Mo Qing, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, had.
Wei Chongran was fighting on the sidelines, and occasionally he could fight back.
Although he was eventually at a disadvantage under the continuous attacks of the two, his powerful magic power made up for a lot of the gap in cultivation. Whenever he attacked, the two demon cultivators had to defend themselves with all their strength.
"Damn it, does he have any sixth-grade or higher Qi-restoring pills? Otherwise, with such a powerful attack, even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul should be almost exhausted of his mana!"
The two demon cultivators communicated angrily in secret. It seemed that thirty breaths had passed, and they still hadn't taken down a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. They couldn't even injure the other party seriously.
Whenever Wei Chongran attacked, he used almost all of his magic power at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage. Where did he get such a strong magic power? The two demon cultivators were extremely surprised.
On the other side, Yiye Luohan was already on the verge of danger, with large stains of blood on his gray monk robe.
Even though he had profound Buddhist skills, he still suffered a lot more than Wei Chongran when facing the siege of Mr. Liu.
Mr. Liu's use of magic is simply not something that a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator can possess.
If his body had not been unable to recover within these hundred years, and had finally been forced to stabilize in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it would have been difficult for Yiye Luohan to hold on for such a long time today.
The magic power in Mr. Liu's body is not enough to support him to exert more powerful magic, and he can only use his ingenuity to perform it.
But even so, Yiye Luohan's energy was mostly tied up by him, and Hang Lin's flying sword pierced through the chest.
Fortunately, his "Vajra Arhat Body" had been cultivated to the minor success stage, so the opponent's flying sword was squeezed out after penetrating a few inches. However, his lungs had been injured by the opponent's sword energy, and his breath continued to decline.
"Master Li Feng, go over and help Yi Ye Luo Han!"
Li Yan took a glance and immediately sent a message to Li Yuyin.
Li Yuyin was also observing her surroundings from time to time. After a fierce attack by her and Li Yan, they did not achieve the expected goal within ten breaths. Of course, she also saw the situation of Yiye Luohan.
"Then be careful!"
She immediately sent a voice message to Li Yan. After working together with Li Yan, she knew that Li Yan's strength was definitely above hers, and it should be no problem to hold back Master Dajing.
But Yiye really couldn't hold on any longer, so she had no choice but to go over.
While Li Yuyin was transmitting the message, a sharp dagger in her hand flew out before she shot over like lightning.
She directly intercepted the flying sword that Hang Lin had summoned, and she also stood sideways to block Hang Lin.
"Traitor, where are you going!"
She and Hanglin are cultivators of the same generation and they know each other very well, except that Hanglin formed a fetus several decades earlier than Li Yuyin.
"Hmph! You bitch, you should just find another man and go have some fun with him!"
Hanglin also drank it out.
As a member of a prestigious family, he could not say certain things to Li Yuyin. But now that his identity has been revealed, he can no longer care...
After seeing Li Yuyin leave, Li Yan felt relieved.
He and Li Yuyin's fierce attack just now was futile, but the monk's defense was extremely strong.
Since the two of them had never cooperated before, they mainly relied on their own strong attacks, which made it impossible for Li Yan to use many of his methods.
In addition, Li Yuyin was so close to him, so he couldn't be 100% sure about Li Yuyin's attack route, and he didn't dare to use methods like the Disintegration Poison Body, for fear that Li Yuyin would be dragged in.
Now that Li Yuyin went to help Yiye Luohan, Li Yan had no more worries.
If Li Yuyin knew what Li Yan was thinking, she would definitely be extremely depressed, because Li Yan felt that he was a burden.
In fact, after Li Yan attacked together with her for a while, he found that he was not good at coordinating the attack technique, but he could not let Li Yuyin go away immediately.
Seeing that the One-Leaf Arhat was about to collapse, it was just the right excuse.
Li Yuyin is not that bad, the reason is that her real skill is witchcraft. In order to nourish her injured natal witchcraft, her strength is the weakest among all the Nascent Soul cultivators today.
Otherwise, once her poisonous insect is successfully refined again, Li Yuyin's strength may not be among the top three here, but she will definitely be so difficult to deal with that even Li Yan will have to stay away from her.
That is the most enviable group attack and large-scale attack technique.
Several Nascent Souls from the Demon Clan also noticed the adjustments made by the Wuliang Clan, and they immediately communicated with each other.
"Kill Wei Chongran and Li Yan as soon as possible!"
They also realized that the key point on this side had shifted to Wei Chongran, and since Hanglin and Li Yuyin were both newly promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, it would be difficult to determine the life or death between the two in a short period of time.
The idea behind arranging two veteran Nascent Soul cultivators, Master Dajing and Qi Jinghong, to deal with Li Yuyin and Li Yan was that even if they couldn't kill them, they might be able to severely injure them in a short period of time.
Now, Hanglin has been separated, and it will be difficult for Mr. Liu to take down Yiye Luohan at least in the short term.
Li Yan faced Zen Master Dajing alone. With the lessons learned from previous experiences, Zen Master Dajing might have hope of being able to do what Qi Jinghong could not.
Of course, the demon cultivator now focused more of his attention on Wei Chongran.
At this time, after Wei Chongran had fought with two demon cultivators for dozens of breaths, his aura finally showed signs of declining.
In this case, the 300 breaths given by the Master might still be enough to complete the killing mission.
"Donor, let me learn your true magical power!"
As Zen Master Dajing spoke, the golden light of the Buddhist beads in the air continued to spread, and the beads swelled in the wind. In an instant, the eighteen beads swelled to a size of more than thirty feet.
Each golden Buddhist bead was as big as an adult's head. As they circled in the sky, they covered Li Yan's head.
This string of Buddhist beads can transform into a Vajra Bodhisattva. Li Yan had experienced it before. This Vajra Bodhisattva seemed to have the power to suppress.
Under his golden light, Li Yan felt that the circulation of his magic power was slowed down. Only then did he understand the reason why Li Yuyin's body movements were so slow during the previous fight.
Moreover, the attack of this Vajra Bodhisattva was extremely powerful. Given the strength of Li Yan's body, after he hit him, the opponent was only slightly shaken.
Li Yan did not dare to resist any attack from the opponent.
Although Li Yan was extremely surprised, the fact that he was able to shake Vajra Bodhisattva before also surprised Zen Master Dajing.
He knew how strong the suppressive power of the Vajra Bodhisattva he had conjured was, and there were actually people who could fight against it.
At this time, seeing Li Yuyin leaving, Mr. Liu sent a message to urge him.
A trace of pain flashed across Zen Master Dajing's eyes, and then he pointed his finger into the air. The Vajra Bodhisattva statue that was dozens of feet tall suddenly turned into a ray of golden light and shrank back into a Buddhist bead.
Then, Li Yan saw in his spiritual consciousness a green smoke invisible to the naked eye coming out from each of the Buddhist beads.
Green smoke rose from the Buddhist beads, and the next moment it transformed into kneeling figures, who kept bowing their heads while rising and falling.
As the figure transformed by the green smoke kept kowtowing, a golden hoop quickly appeared under the huge Buddhist beads and fell towards Li Yan's head.
"This... This is telekinesis!"