Although the Great Master opposite had reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, addressing the Great Monk Da Ling, who was at the same level, like this was already a great disrespect, but Da Ling still smiled.
"Master is indeed from my Desolate Moon Continent. Although I don't know where Master and his people trained before, but since you have a connection with the Desolate Moon Continent, why did you help the demons invade?"
"Hehehe, experience... experience... experience... practice. Where did my magic come from? What does it have to do with the Desolate Moon Continent? Even if I change the world of the Desolate Moon Continent, so what?"
Unexpectedly, when Da Ling said this, the master, who had been very calm, suddenly laughed strangely.
He kept muttering the word "experience" in a low voice, but slower and slower. In the end, he was gritting his teeth, and his voice was full of resentment and hatred.
His voice made the Da Ling monks and others feel a little cold.
"How deep must this person's hatred for the Desolate Moon Continent be to be like this?"
Da Ling thought to himself, he exchanged glances with Su Changyang and Zhan Tian. The two of them obviously couldn't remember that there was such a race in the Wild Moon Continent.
There are three people in the God Transformation Stage in one ethnic group. This is too powerful. No one would believe it if you tell others about it. Their four major sects only have one cultivator in the God Transformation Stage each.
Logically speaking, they would definitely know about such a big thing, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not remember the existence of such a race. However, it was obvious that the other party was not worth talking to.
"Great Lord, why bother talking to them? Just fight. The worst that can happen is that we can tear the entire Desolate Moon Continent into pieces and we can all go our separate ways.
Moreover, if they really dared to let go, more than just those few people would have died just now. They only dared to suppress their cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage."
Chang Yang, a master of the Wuliang Sect standing aside, said impatiently that the great master who had destroyed the Fengliang Mountain protective formation did not dare to release his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Otherwise, if he were to be sensed by the laws of this world, he would be squeezed out of this world in the next moment. The highest level of cultivation allowed here is only the Nascent Soul stage.
Therefore, even the Jindan cultivators can only suppress their cultivation. However, for the same moves, their comprehension is deeper and their application is more extreme. The cultivators in the late Yuanying stage cannot be compared with them.
Their comprehension of various immortal arts and principles is beyond the reach of Nascent Soul cultivators, and they can easily kill a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
"You must be Changyang, the chief of the Wuliang clan. I have always heard that you are the most cunning and scheming person in the world. You said these words to force us to not take any action, so that the children below can continue to play.
Don't think that others don't know your plan. It's just to delay until the old wolf in the late fifth stage in that secret realm comes out.
You guys have been traveling frequently between the secret realm and the Desolate Moon Continent recently. Your goal is just to awaken the old wolf, but unfortunately we don't have time.
There is also this little monk here who is a little bit more capable. He is at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and is only one step away from the late stage. The two of you have just entered the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Hehe, I will take care of them all. Oh, by the way, there is also the half-broken Nascent Soul that is hidden, and Taixuan Sect’s Yuandu, please come out as well.”
The Great Master shifted his gaze from Da Ling to the empty night to the west. The sky full of stars was scattered on his body. He spoke without hesitation, and his aura was slowly released.
As the master finished his words, the space fluctuated slightly, and a baby only one foot tall appeared a thousand feet away in the west. The baby looked like an old Taoist priest in his fifties.
The fat white boy was holding a small flag in his little hand. He was Yuandu, a Divine Transformation cultivator of the Taixuan Sect. As the war between the two tribes continued, the other Divine Transformation cultivators were stronger than those on the Desolate Moon Continent.
Yuandu could only recover from the injuries of his Nascent Soul with the help of Daling and the other two. He did not have time to find a suitable physical body to possess, so he insisted on going into battle. The fight to overthrow the clan was irreconcilable.
Even if he had a suitable body now, given his level of cultivation, it would be much more difficult for him to become compatible with that body than for low-level cultivators.
His Nascent Soul was too powerful, and with his ordinary physical body he could only release his cultivation power bit by bit, allowing it to be tempered slowly. This process might take more than a hundred years.
Unless he finds the body of another cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, but this is almost impossible for him.
Demon Marshal Tu Tai stood at one side with his arms folded, watching with interest.
The four people of Da Ling saw that the man who called himself "Master" not only had an immense hatred towards the cultivators of the Wild Moon Continent, but also saw through Yuan Du's actions. They could have anticipated this.
However, the great master revealed their plan in one sentence. The four of them were horrified in their hearts, but their expressions remained the same. They were all thousand-year-old monsters, and it was not easy to tell the clues from their expressions.
However, at this time, huge waves were rising in their hearts. Only the four of them knew about this matter. Could it be that the other party's magical power was so terrifying that he could even know their whereabouts, but they knew nothing about it
If this was the case, then "Mr. Big" alone would be able to stop the four of them, which was far beyond their expectations.
However, all this is just a coincidence. The master's goal of coming to the Desolate Moon Continent is the secret realm. After finding out that the secret realm can only be entered from the Wangliang Sect and the Shibuyuan.
Naturally, he began to pay attention to these two places personally. Eventually, he sensed that one of Da Ling, Su Changyang and Zhan Tian would often disappear for many days.
From this, combined with the knowledge that there was a fifth-level wolf monster in the secret realm, relevant speculations were made.
Da Ling was indeed constantly trying to awaken the fifth-stage old wolf in the secret realm, which had reached the level of Demon Emperor, but to no avail.
Finally, out of desperation, they decided to break the restrictions outside its retreat.
According to their estimation, when the restrictions there were broken by 50% to 70%, with the magic power of the four of them, they should be able to pass the message to the old wolf who was in seclusion.
However, they also have to guard against sudden attacks from the demon clan's divine cultivators at all times, so only one person enters at a time. This makes it very difficult to break the restrictions set up by a fifth-stage late-stage demon beast.
Especially towards the end it became almost impossible to make any progress, and the cracking speed became slower and slower.
Just when the four of them were discussing whether to let one or two more people enter the secret realm at the same time, there were sudden movements in the cracks of the Yinmo Cliff, and the thick and dense demonic energy increased by dozens of times.
Although they were protected by a large formation, a few strands of evil spirit still broke through the formation they had set up and spilled out. The spillage of these few strands of evil spirit alone was enough to bring them a devastating disaster.
It was as if the other party had been waiting to capture this evil spirit. As soon as the evil spirit spread, the other party attacked. The one who attacked was the master in black robe. Although he deliberately suppressed his cultivation for fear of causing rejection by the laws of the world of the Wild Moon Continent, he shattered the Fengliang Mountain Protection Formation with just one strike.
It directly and severely injured a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at the core of the formation. His physical body collapsed and his Nascent Soul was on the verge of breaking. At the same time, it caused the death of a large number of cultivators in Fengliang Mountain.
All of this was done by this mysterious master in front of him, and he also knew his side's plan...
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Li Yan only felt his scalp tingling and his heart beating faster because he saw some familiar figures.
Among the twelve Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him, he was only familiar with the aura of one, Master Mo Qing.
However, some extremely familiar auras appeared in the spiritual consciousness at the back, including Li Wuyi, Wei Chituo... Lin Daqiao, Gong Chenying, and the four senior brothers and sisters except Miao Wangqing.
Li Yan remembered that when he first arrived at Fengliang Mountain, Wei Chongran said that Yun Chunqu and Wen Xinliang were seriously injured and in seclusion. It seemed that they had not come out yet.
There were also Zhao Min in the crowd, Li Changting, Mei Bucai, Wang Tian, Baili Yuan... and further away were Wang Lang from Shibuyuan and Qiu Jiuzhen from Taixuan Sect.
Among the Jindan-stage cultivators were the master's wife, Li Yuyin, the head of Buli Peak, and Yan Longzi, the head of the sect. There were also a large number of transformed monsters that exuded amazing demonic energy, all of which were above the second level.
"How come these people are here? And there are so many mysterious monsters."
"That's a mysterious monster!"
These are some cultivators who knew about the existence of the secret realm, while more people were frightened by this sudden change, especially when they saw a large number of monsters. The secret realm of the four major sects is not open to the public.
As for the other sects, only the top leaders of some big sects would know about it, but they would not dare to reveal it to their disciples at will.
"Wasn't the teleportation array in the back mountain completely destroyed just now?"
Looking at these monks who seemed to emerge from the ground, and the location where they appeared, it was exactly the location of the teleportation array on the back mountain of Fengliang Mountain.
Seeing that Master Le Yuan and other Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them were not surprised at all, even though so many monsters suddenly emerged, many cultivators instantly realized that these were reinforcements being sent over.
But those teleportation arrays were clearly destroyed
Some people who knew the inside story and were quick-witted immediately realized one thing.
"The legendary Yinmo Cliff crack is actually in the back of Fengliang Mountain."
At this moment, Master Le Yuan, one of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the air ahead, shouted loudly.
"kill!"
Li Yan had just used his spiritual sense to scan the people behind him when the war broke out almost at the same moment.
The Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides instantly rose high into the sky, away from the middle and low-level cultivators below. This was the consensus of the senior cultivators on both sides, as neither of them wanted to affect the low-level cultivators on their side.
The Jindan cultivator also chose his opponent at the sound of the whistling sound and rushed into him head-on.
Li Yan only had time to look back before he had to rush forward. At a distance of hundreds of miles, their Nascent Souls collided with each other in an instant.
The Jindan cultivator also followed, but the low-level cultivators like them were still shouting and flying forward, and for a while they did not fight.
The moment Li Yan turned around, he felt a lot of spiritual senses from behind also scanning towards them, and among them there were some very familiar spiritual senses that stopped on him.
"Big Brother, is that Junior Brother? How did he...how did he get the fake pill?"
As Lin Daqiao rose from below, his spiritual sense scanned the front. When he saw Li Yan, he was stunned.
Of course, he was not the only one with this expression, but also Wei Chituo and others.
"I... Shit, fake... fake pills, I... I... I worked so hard to pursue Sixth Junior Sister, how come... the world has changed so much, what tonic did Junior Brother eat?"
Without waiting for Li Wuyi to answer, Wei Chituo almost jumped up and spoke with a stammer.
Li Wuyi was also a little dazed. He was the one who brought Li Yan into the mountain gate personally. He knew better than anyone what his cultivation level was at that time.
"Hasn't it been just over two years? Has Junior Brother been possessed by someone else?"
Li Wuyi's expression of disbelief was also seen by others.
The moment Wang Tian saw Li Yan, his pupils shrank suddenly. The reason why he cared about Li Yan was definitely because of the sect competition.
But he didn't take it to heart because Li Yan entered the sect late and his cultivation was low, so he would always find a chance to teach Li Yan a lesson.
However, later on, inspired by Li Wuyi's Dan formation, he devoted himself to seclusion and let the matter go.
When this great battle broke out, he had not yet formed his elixir and had to come out of seclusion. However, when he saw the kid again, he also had a fake elixir, although it seemed that he had just entered not long ago.
"This... this is too ridiculous..." Wang Tian complained in his heart.