“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”
Li Yan's body was instantly wrapped in a thick and cold smoke, and the red sun fire in his body was paused. The flames in his dantian were suddenly stretched out, swaying and moving constantly.
Li Yan paused and stopped immediately.
The suction force of this cold wind was so strong that he could already feel the blood in his body turning into strands of ice, which were actually trying to leave his body through his pores.
"Although I don't know how a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage would feel in such a situation, it is already very difficult for me to bear it, and this is still outside the cave..."
At this moment, the golden Nascent Soul figure in Li Yan's Dantian has stood up. As he pinched his fingers, the sea in Li Yan's Dantian became even redder and turned into a huge furnace.
But even so, he could no longer dispel the extreme cold in his body directly like before. Fortunately, the extreme cold was blocked after entering Li Yan's body a few inches.
In just a blink of an eye, a thick layer of gray ice had formed on Li Yan's body.
"snort!"
With a cold snort from Li Yan, he, who had already paused, slowly raised his foot again.
With the sound of "crack...crack...", as Li Yan's body moved again, the thick gray ice on his body surface began to crack and fall off...
Although he resumed moving forward, Li Yan's speed was as slow as a snail. It took him about five breaths to lift his leg and put it down again.
The top scholar in a red robe in the distance raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He did not hesitate to let his other clone consume his essence. The two bodies became one, and their strength was infinitely close to the late Nascent Soul stage. Yet, the man was still able to break free from the suction.
He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. Previously, he was just considering that he was refining the blood and energy of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he had just fought with Li Yan.
The strength that Li Yan had shown before was the normal strength of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so he did not take action in the cave.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was so insidious and hid so deeply that not only did he miss the best opportunity to borrow the power of his original body, but he also had one of his clones destroyed by the opponent.
Inside the body of the number one scholar in red robe, another identical man was sitting cross-legged behind a blood-red Nascent Soul. The magic power in his Dantian was surging like a tide. At this time, the number one scholar in red robe seemed to have two Nascent Souls, and his magic power skyrocketed.
At this moment, the shrunken top scholar in red robe frowned and his eyes suddenly opened.
"I can't even take him down, damn it!"
His expression suddenly became extremely ferocious. He suddenly raised one hand and slapped it hard on the back shoulder of the red Yuanying in front of him.
As he slapped out with his palm, the entire Dantian sea once again sounded like a tsunami.
The face of the shrunken champion in red robes was filled with pain, because his palm and his entire arm were slowly melting and softening, turning into a blood-red solution that stuck to the back of the Nascent Soul's shoulder...
Outside, the number one scholar in red robe had a rising momentum again, and his blood-red robe fluttered in an instant.
The sound of the flute was suddenly no longer sharp and piercing, but became extremely heavy. As the sound of his flute changed, the cold wind blowing out of the cave was no longer like gusts.
Instead, many small dark winds split into two and quickly turned into two horizontally rotating, stirring and rolling gray wind columns.
The top of each wind column turned into two slowly rotating whirlpools, pressing against the backs of Li Yan and Gong Shanhe like giant mouths.
The moment two grey rotating wind columns were formed, veins bulged on the forehead of the top scholar in red robe, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.
Obviously, casting a spell like this would require him to bear a huge burden, or even backlash.
As Li Yan was walking, he felt a sudden tightening on his back, and an even stronger suction force pulled him backwards. Some of the blood and energy in his body that had turned into ice silk actually rushed into his pores in an instant.
Li Yan didn't even think about it, "Five Elements Return to Hongmeng" circulated like the wind, instantly increasing its power by several times.
The powerful magic power rushed through his tendons and veins like a stream of fire. Even with Li Yan's extremely tough tendons and veins now, they were burned to the point of almost melting.
The severe pain coming from all the tendons and veins in his body continued to invade his sea of consciousness, but Li Yan's face was expressionless. The next moment, his body stopped in the same place again.
The icy qi and blood that had been sucked into the pores slowly returned to the body.
Li Yan exhaled heavily. He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he was in the cave and was sucked by the cold wind.
It was not until this time that Li Yan had time to scan the other side with his spiritual sense. When he saw it, he was shocked.
Although there were yellow rays of light shining through the thick ice on Gong Shanhe's body at this moment, he could no longer move forward. Instead, he was being pressed against his back by the thick column of dark wind, which was pulling him backwards as it slowly rotated.
Although he was still using his internal energy to resist, he was already at a disadvantage and was being sucked towards the cave entrance at the back little by little.
Gong Shanhe was obviously not fully recovered from his injuries, and as the power of the Yin Wind grew stronger, he was already showing signs of exhaustion.
His spiritual roots should be dominated by the most substantial earth element, and he may not have any fire element spiritual roots. Therefore, even if he can contend with the Yin Feng, he cannot form a mutually restraining trend.
"Patriarch Gong, you must resist with all your strength!"
After Li Yan transmitted this message, he didn't care whether the other party had time to reply or not. He used all his magic power without reservation. His skin turned red and a rumbling sound like thunder came from his body.
Ignoring the possibility that the tendons and veins in his body might break at any time, he burst out with all his strength and moved forward more than three meters in an instant, and his speed actually increased a bit.
The top scholar in red robe in front was so angry when he saw this that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He tried his best, even at the cost of losing another clone, but the opponent was still so fierce.
"Is he a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage?"
This thought arose uncontrollably in his mind. If he had known earlier that the other party had this level of cultivation, he would have taken advantage of every opportunity to attack and let the subject attack subconsciously.
This situation has occurred twice over the years. Once, a fourth-level peak wind beast entered here. It used a magic weapon to conceal its breath, causing them to misjudge.
Finally, the wind beast, after losing 30% of its energy and blood, suddenly burst out with the fourth-level peak combat power and escaped from here in one fell swoop.
It was no wonder that the champion red-robed man was careless. His original clones had been beaten to death in the last battle. They were re-condensed by his original body before he fell asleep for the last time, at the cost of his own essence.
So the three of them are like gods here. They have never fought with cultivators from the outside world before. Although they have inherited the fighting experience from their original bodies, more calculations and schemes, etc. cannot be obtained by inheritance alone.
Compared to the outside world cultivators, they are only cruel and ruthless, but their scheming is still not as good as those thousand-year-old monsters. Moreover, the body cannot be easily interrupted when refining qi and blood, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced. On the other hand, Li Yan quickly calculated in his mind that as long as he walked fifty feet away from the champion red-robed man, the tearing force of the cold wind behind him would be reduced to the point where he would not need to resist with all his strength.
At that time, he could attack the top scholar in red robe, and Gong Shanhe would have a chance to escape.
However, Li Yan was not sure whether Gong Shanhe could hold on until that time, because he was being dragged towards the cave entrance at an increasingly faster speed, and it was obvious that Gong Shanhe's magic power could not sustain it.
After losing so much energy and blood, he was able to resist the powerful suction of the cold wind with his injured body. Li Yan himself was almost unable to hold on, but Gong Shanhe was still so brave. Among those of the same level, he was definitely a peerless strong man.
At that moment, both sides fell into silence. Apart from Li Yan's heavy breathing, and the sound of wind and ice breaking, the place seemed extremely weird.
Time passed quickly, and when Li Yan walked another thirty feet, Gong Shanhe had been pulled to the cave entrance, and one of his supporting legs had entered the cave.
At the distance he was at, the suction force in the cave was even stronger. In just half a breath, most of Gong Shanhe's body was stuck in it, but he did not make any sound to send a message to Li Yan.
Li Yan's eyes flashed with brilliance. He was determined to take action at this moment. However, under the powerful tearing force from behind, his attack would be greatly weakened. It was unknown how much power he would have left when he reached the top scholar in red robe.
Li Yan took a deep breath, and a silver light shone brightly on his body. He suddenly raised one hand, and a black light, with a strong suction force, flew towards the number one scholar in red robes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time Li Yan made his move, his body suddenly slid backwards, and only stopped after sliding five feet away.
With the previous attack, 40% of his body's strength was dispersed, and he could no longer resist the suction of the wind column on his back and was pulled back. Fortunately, Li Yan was prepared and his magic power was forced to condense.
This attack of his was a combination of magic power, Qiongqi Purgatory Technique, and the essence and blood of the Immortal Dark Phoenix. Although the speed of Guiyi Fenshui Thorn was not flashing, it was also incredibly fast.
Moreover, as the magic weapon moves away from the cave entrance, its speed is getting faster and faster.
The top scholar in a red robe in the distance showed a hint of ridicule in his eyes, as all the opponent's attacks were locked upon him.
Although he didn't have the strength to block, he could easily dodge before the attack arrived, and his movements at this moment were neither hurried nor slow.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened. The man in red robe, who had a sarcastic look on his face just now, suddenly changed his expression.
Then, the body quickly became blurred, and at this moment, a crisp female sneer was heard.
"After all these years, you are still so incompetent. You can only use some of your natural attacks. Kill!"
As the voice sounded, a red spear suddenly appeared at the waist of the red-robed man. The red spear came with a red light, and it did not stab out, but smashed out horizontally.
In this way, the range for the top scholar in red robe to hide was much smaller, and just when his figure just became blurred, a slender and "thick" finger suddenly appeared above his head.
The lines on the fingers are very clear, and they seem to be a Buddha statue sitting cross-legged, with one hand raised in front of the chest and the other hand pointing.
The reason why this finger is "slender" is that it looks relatively slender overall, like a woman's slender finger.
But after the entire palm appeared, it covered the entire body of the red-robed man, and appeared very "thick".
There was a little golden light coming out from his fingertips, and the top scholar in red robe dodged the spear. His originally blurry body had left an afterimage, avoiding most of the range of the spear and was about to flash into the distance.
But under the shining of golden light, he actually paused slightly, and as he paused, the tip of the red spear quickly swept across his lower back.
"laugh!"
Although the red spear tip failed to cut through his body horizontally, it had already cut a deep groove from the lower back to the back where the bone was visible. The blood spurted out under the shining golden light above his head, and in an instant it was like a rainbow piercing the sun.
"Ah! How could it be...it could be you...ah!"
It all happened so fast that the top scholar in red robe was hit by a spear on the waist the moment he was illuminated by the golden light. He screamed and exclaimed.
And then, his voice suddenly rose again, and he let out a scream from the depths of his soul. The scream was so shrill, as if someone had sucked out his soul and spirit.
Along with this shrill scream, a deep roar suddenly spread from the depths of the cave, shaking all the surrounding wind columns and causing the mountain to tremble continuously, making an earth-shaking "rumbling..." sound.
The top scholar in red robes could no longer play the flute with all his strength as he was dodging attacks from fingers and spears.
The Gui Yi Fen Shui Spear was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. It shot in front of the man in the red robe at a speed that he could not even estimate, and passed through his shoulder in a blur.
Immediately, an unbearable pain came from deep in his soul, and he could only look up to the sky and let out a long scream in pain.
As a low roar was heard from the cave, Li Yan felt his whole body relax. Then all the cold winds behind him disappeared, and Gong Shanhe's voice also came over.
"A Ying?"
Everything happened so fast. Although Li Yan separated his spiritual sense to scan the front, the spiritual sense that had been paying attention to Gong Shanhe was the first to see him escape from the trouble, which made him feel relieved.
Gong Shanhe had been paying attention to the entire situation in the front. When he said this, Li Yan's separate spiritual sense had just scanned the front.
The top scholar in red robe had disappeared, but two other figures appeared, a somewhat illusory nun, and Gong Chenying standing behind her.
Li Yan couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Although he didn't know the nun, at least she had just dealt with the top scholar in a red robe.
"Sixth Senior Sister!"
Although Li Yan expressed his surprise, his consciousness still scanned the surroundings. He wanted to search for the injured top scholar in red robe.
"Don't look at him anymore. He has gone back to his original body. Take advantage of the fact that his clone is injured and the local area is being attacked. Leave here quickly. You can't handle him at all!"
The nun's breath became very unstable. At this time, Gong Shanhe also flew to Li Yan. The two were shocked when they heard it.
"Father, listen to this senior. Junior brother, quickly put the two of us into the spirit storage bag. I have found the Sixth Elder. Quick!"
Gong Chenying has always been decisive in her actions. She didn't even give the two of them time to speak, but quickly told them the main things.
"Walk!"
Li Yan spoke almost in unison with Gong Shanhe. Li Yan was a little faster than Gong Shanhe. He flashed to the side of Gong Chenying and with a wave of his sleeves, the nun and Gong Chenying disappeared.