At this time, the ground was already littered with corpses and rivers of blood. One by one, Jindan monks were still falling and screaming!
In a melee, even a Jindan cultivator would be relatively difficult to kill, but as soon as you are seriously injured or reveal the slightest flaw, someone will immediately take advantage of you.
There was no such thing as a sneak attack or siege, and there was no need for a fair fight. The only purpose was to kill the enemy as quickly as possible...
Thousands of feet high in the sky, behind the ancient wine flag, there was a large flag standing upright in the air, fluttering in the wind.
As it was blown by the wind, with a "bang", it blocked a giant three-toed claw that emerged from a crack in the void behind it.
Then the big flag shook, and a deep blue ripple spread out in all directions with the ancient wine flag as the center. The giant three-toed claw turned into dots of black light!
"Mr. Big, your so-called three hundred breaths is a joke. Two Nascent Souls died so quickly. This time I will make sure you disappear completely from the Desolate Moon Continent!"
The old voice of Gu Jiuqi sounded in the ears of the great gentleman, and a smile appeared on his face.
But the big gentleman was just the opposite, his face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.
The two of them have been paying close attention to the fight below. Their goal this time is to kill as many mid- and high-level cultivators as possible from the other side.
But within a hundred breaths, not only did not a single Yuanying from the Ancient Wine Flag side die, but their own side suffered heavy losses.
What is the cultivation level of the Ancient Wine Clan and the Great Master? Whether the Da Jing Zen Master has an Nascent Soul that escaped, how could it be hidden from their spiritual detection.
"Newly promoted Nascent Soul… Li… Yan, good!! Really good!"
A chilling voice emanated from the great master's mouth. The originally good situation was ruined by this cultivator named Li Yan.
Originally, of all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the four major sects, the one he hated the most was the little fellow named Wei Chongran. It was this man who caused the loss of reinforcements in the final battle.
As for Li Yan, he didn't take it to heart at all. Even though he got the news that this person had fallen into the cracks of Yinmo Cliff and successfully formed a baby after returning, so what?
He could be considered lucky. Before, in the master's mind, Li Yan had just become a stronger ant.
He kept repeating Li Yan's name in his heart. Besides feeling hatred towards this guy, he also began to think about backing out from this action.
In the great battle below, they were originally suppressing the opponent in terms of high-level cultivators. As long as they could quickly kill one of the opponent's Nascent Souls, the results of the battle would definitely expand rapidly within a few dozen breaths.
This time, the Wild Moon Continent will definitely suffer a great loss, and they will have more buffer time to increase their strength.
"Lead everyone to retreat quickly. I will buy you another hundred breaths of time!"
Although the Great Master's heart was filled with hatred at this moment, he had gained a lot this time. They had killed quite a few Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators, so overall they had gained some advantages.
Moreover, now we have also found out a lot of the strength of the four major sects, especially the ancient wine flag is still hidden in the sect. This alone is enough to make up for the losses.
He knew that there was no point in continuing the battle, so he immediately sent a message to Mr. Liu.
"Whether it's good or bad, what can you do about it?"
There was a cold light flashing in Gu Jiuqi's eyes. Even if he had to chase him to the ends of the earth today, he would definitely kill the Master completely. This man was truly an endless source of trouble.
In just this one incident, not counting the middle and low-level cultivators on the Desolate Moon Continent, so many Nascent Soul cultivators alone died. If this continues, the cultivation world on the Desolate Moon Continent will not be able to withstand such a plot.
He also withdrew his spiritual sense from below. If Li Yan was an accident in the previous battle, then Wei Chongran and the little monk Yiye also played a key role here.
The two of them were fighting one against two, and they managed to hold back the other side's four Nascent Souls, thus buying precious time for the others.
Li Yan mainly focused on attacking and killing. If he had fought against two of the enemies head-on, the situation might not be like it is now.
Of course, he would not deny that Li Yan had an impressive performance and his combat capability was quite outstanding.
Gu Jiuqi was talking but his actions did not stop. He lightly touched the gourd with his finger from his robe sleeve. Suddenly, two silver lights came towards the master from thousands of feet away.
The master held a dark-colored pistol horizontally in his hand, the barrel of which was only about three or four inches longer than an ordinary long sword.
The gun body was in the shape of a curved green snake, and the tip at the front end looked like a sharp horn growing out of a snake's head, exuding a chilling chill.
The pistol blurred for a moment, and when it reappeared it had blocked the two silver lights. Silently, the two silver lights touched each other and instantly turned into water droplets.
For a moment, the aroma of wine filled the air, and it turned out that there were two sword auras condensed from the wine.
The man with the ancient wine flag under the big flag in the distance was holding a light yellow wine gourd in his hand. He did not show any surprise that Dashengxian broke his sword energy with one shot.
At this moment, four silver lights suddenly appeared behind the master at the same time, slashing towards the head, neck, back and legs respectively.
The pistol in the master's hand strangely passed through his armpit and went backwards. A green arc of light shot out from the horn on the tip of the gun, and the arc of light instantly expanded dozens of times behind him.
It was like a green water curtain blocking his back. Four silver lights hit it at once, still silently, without even much spatial fluctuation.
Mr. Da's body suddenly slid forward and was knocked hundreds of feet away. Although there was no sound, a long crack appeared in the void wherever he passed.
The crack was pitch black as strong gusts of wind blew out, enough to melt flesh and bones, causing wrinkles in the surrounding sky and earth, like a flat piece of blue cloth that was grabbed by someone and pulled hard at one corner.
The long crack in the void flashed, then quickly closed and disappeared.
Both of them are cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and they can easily shatter the void with a wave of their hands or a move.
Even though they had restrained their magical powers in order to avoid being excluded by the power of the rules of the lower world, a random attack from these two would still shatter the world.
At the same time, something unexpected happened below.
"Where to go?"
Mo Qing shouted loudly, and with his shout, Mr. Liu and the other five people fled in different directions.
Moreover, the Jindan cultivators on the demon clan side seemed to have received the news as well, and they who were fighting were also blown away.
"Master Mo, please activate the formation to trap them!"
As Yiye Luohan let out a low roar, he turned into a ray of golden light and chased in the direction where Mr. Liu had escaped. Although his body was covered in blood, he was very brave.
Mo Qing also turned into a beam of light and chased after the monk surnamed Ye, while secretly transmitting a message to Yiye Luohan. "This is not the time to activate the formation. We need to wait a moment!"
They fought fiercely in the sky above Laojun Peak, which was the core area of the sect with countless low-level cultivators.
If these enemies were trapped in the core position, the situation would definitely be different for those monks who had no time or disdain to look for the low-level monks because of different battle objectives.
There will definitely be many people who will think of dragging more people down with them when a cornered dog jumps over the wall.
The One-Leaf Arhat obviously wanted to eliminate all the enemies on the spot, and of course he also had the idea of using the ant to kill the elephant.
No one dared to besiege the Nascent Soul cultivators, but those Golden Core cultivators would definitely die if they were surrounded by a large number of Foundation Establishment cultivators like a wave. Even if they just used their magic power, they could be exhausted to death.
But how could Mo Qing be willing? He activated the sect's formation, but because of the presence of foreign cultivators like Qiu Jiuzhen, he could not launch an indiscriminate attack. The most he could do was to trap them.
In that case, the low-level cultivators of his own sect might not be able to remain unscathed, and Monk Ye's intentions are not very bright.
Wang Lang rode on his sword and chased after a traitorous monk from the South China Sea.
As he chased after the traitorous monk from the South China Sea, three crystal swords, about one foot long, appeared behind him. They formed a triangular cone and flew closely behind him, sticking to his back.
This traitorous cultivator from the South China Sea was a disciple of a cultivator named Ye from the Twelve Docks Tiandao. Although he was also one of the best in the sect, he was far inferior to the elite disciples of the four major sects.
In particular, he was targeted by the Ten-Step Academy swordsman who was mainly focused on attacking and had sharp attacks.
In the fight that lasted for thirty breaths just now, he was targeted by Wang Lang, who then chopped off one of his feet. Now he was running away quickly with a pale face.
The fleeing South China Sea monk's consciousness quickly swept higher in the sky, where the island owner Ye Fengsan had already escaped.
At this time, Wang Lang in the rear had far more hatred for these traitorous monks than for the demon cultivators and foreign monks.
Those two types are pure enemies, and the outcome of their meeting is a fight to the death. However, these traitorous monks are the most hateful and infuriating.
They slaughtered their own kind and leaked information. Otherwise, it would not be easy for these demon cultivators and foreign cultivators to know their departure time and route. Uncle Yu Yuan would not be seriously injured, and those fellow disciples would not die.
Wang Lang's spiritual sense also swept across the sky. He saw the figure on the high platform before. It reached the horizon in a flash, and disappeared in another flash. It was nothing he could compare to.
“This is the Nascent Soul!”
He sighed in his heart.
At the same time, Qiu Jiuzhen was also chasing his target and also saw that figure.
"Li Yan..."
An extremely complicated look flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Because she hated Uncle Hanglin's betrayal, she had been paying attention to the battle on the Yuanying side, hoping that this uncle would die a bad death to avenge her junior sister and fellow disciples.
But when those demons and foreign monks walked out of the teleportation array, her heart sank. With seven high-end combat forces against five, the situation on her side was very bad.
She did not believe that the "Character Envoy" could save them at the last moment, but she believed that he would definitely save the disciples of the Wangliang Sect first.
So, she had the idea of finding a way to escape from here. Qiu Jiuzhen was unwilling to die here, so she wanted to bring back the news of Hang Lin's betrayal.
But due to Wei Chongran's previous words "... those who hesitate will be killed!"
In fact, no one dared to leave the battlefield directly. This was not a war between sects. If someone really dared to escape from the battlefield, his sect would immediately be labeled as the public enemy of the Desolate Moon Continent.
Especially since the main defectors this time were from the Taixuan Sect, Qiu Jiuzhen felt even more bitter. If the few survivors did not take action, their guilt would be further confirmed.
It was not until Baili Yuan tried his best to save her that Qiu Jiuzhen no longer thought about leaving.
"Just die, how can you be weaker than the other three sects?!"
However, the following developments caught Qiu Jiuzhen completely off guard. She could never have imagined that the life and death of Nascent Soul cultivators could be decided so quickly.
This was completely different from what he knew, and the dead were all from the demonic side. The situation changed drastically in an instant, and all of this was caused by Li Yan...
Li Yan had flown nearly ten thousand miles in a few breaths. In front of him was the first-level demon general. When Wei Chongran saw him flying towards him, he immediately blocked the middle-level demon general.
The position of the primary demon general was left to Li Yan, but at that time, there was no need for Hang Lin to remind everyone, as everyone already knew that Li Yan was a top-level poison cultivator.
The low-level demon general took the initiative to distance himself from Li Yan by more than 500 feet, and fought with Li Yan with long-range attacks.
But the two sides had only fought for less than three breaths when the demon general received the message from Mr. Liu.
Therefore, the initial demon general turned around and flew away without hesitation, which made Li Yan, who was still at a disadvantage in terms of means, helpless and he could only chase after him.
However, the mid-level demon general was stopped by Wei Chongran. Unexpectedly, he was surrounded by ancient seal characters that came one after another. This was almost exactly the same as Li Wuyi's method.
However, when Wei Chongran performed this technique, he did not need any magic weapon's assistance. His ten fingers were like plucking the surface of a pipa, spinning rapidly in the air, and blue or black characters fell like falling snow.
The mid-level demon general wanted to fly away in an instant like the others, but he found himself in a sky full of characters when he had flown less than a thousand feet, unless he rushed out regardless of the consequences.
However, after fighting with Wei Chongran for dozens of breaths, he already knew that the little fat man's strength had actually reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which was several points higher than his own. How could he dare to force his way in
Seeing that his companions, including himself, flew away after receiving the message, he couldn't help but scream in anger.
"Wei Chongran, don't force me to die with you!"
“Hehehe… When the Yin Demon Cliff cracked, many of your people said something like this. You can try to self-destruct now!”
Wei Chongran's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he looked nonchalant.
"Since you're here, just stay here!"
Two hammers were suspended in front of Wei Chongran. Suddenly, he stopped making hand gestures with one hand and slammed heavily on the hammer handle. The black hammer burst out with a tremendous amount of ferocious and fierce energy.