Da Ling and his four companions also realized that the situation had reached its most critical moment. They wanted to escape at all costs. In less than a breath of time, Da Ling, Su Changyang and the other two had moved forward about fifty feet in three directions.
Originally, Su Changyang was the one closest to the edge of the golden light, but now he was only eighty feet away. Da Ling still had more than a hundred feet to go. Only Zhan Tian, who was at the edge of the center of the golden light, still had more than a hundred and twenty feet to go.
In the past, it was not difficult for them to travel thousands of miles in one breath, but now the distance of more than a hundred feet is like a mortal stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move forward.
They had paid a heavy price just for the short distance of a few dozen feet.
The young and handsome face of Da Ling is no longer there, as if all the years had passed in an instant. His appearance has reached that of an octogenarian, and his originally black eyebrows have turned white.
Zhan Tian and Su Changyang were in the same bad situation. It seemed as if time had eroded them into piles of silver threads in a moment. The two elderly men were struggling to move forward in the mud.
Yuandu could only stay where he was. Even with the help of the spiritual power from the three people, his one-foot-tall Nascent Soul had already closed its eyes.
He was quietly suspended in the air, as if he was trying his best to resist the golden light outside his body. His face showed signs of pain and distortion from time to time. He seemed to have used up all his strength to say just a few words.
In just two breaths of time, the great master from the outside world was shaking all over like a sieve, and his black robe was as white as if washed with water.
At this time, the Demon Marshal Tutai below had gathered his strength to the final moment, and his spiritual consciousness finally determined his position in the crack of Yinmo Cliff.
There was a long and narrow crack at that location, which was roughly enough for one person to pass through, and faint roars could be heard from below.
The "Small Boundary-Breaking Bead" in his hand was already placed on the bowstring.
Just as the eyes of the three men from Da Ling were red, the most unpleasant scene happened. Mr. Six and Mr. Eleven, who had freed their hands, flashed away and pounced downwards.
At the same time, Tutai laughed wildly, and the bowstring in his hand sounded. A black light carrying the power of heaven and earth rushed to the back of Fengliang Mountain.
Da Ling and the other two were surrounded by golden light. At this moment, they wanted to unleash their divine power at all costs, but they had been isolated from the power of heaven and earth. Even Da Ling, who was usually the most aloof, had veins bulging on his forehead.
Watching the situation change rapidly in front of me with bloodshot eyes...
Just as Demon Marshal Tu Tai was gathering spiritual power to draw the bow, Li Yan and others felt that the surrounding spiritual power was suddenly decreasing rapidly and then disappeared. Everyone was at a loss, and four thunder-like sounds rolled in from the sky.
"Return to defense?"
Although he didn't know who was giving the orders, he saw the Nascent Soul cultivators of various sects in the air running towards his position without hesitation. Wei Chongran and Zuo Qiudan also quickly separated.
Wei Chongran also shouted at some stunned low-level cultivators of the Wuliang Sect.
"Didn't you hear the order? Go back to defense, quickly, go back to defense!"
At this time, monks from the Shibuyuan, Pure Land Sect, and Taixuan Sect appeared beside Li Yan and quickly flew in front of Li Yan and others.
In this kind of large-scale group battle, the killing power of the monks of the Wuliang Sect on this battlefield is not the sharpest, but it is the widest. Wherever they pass, there is often smoke or swamp.
All kinds of birds and poisonous insects roamed around, and the poisonous barriers were stacked up and covered the entire area. Except for the demon cultivators who had strong bodies and strong resistance, those foreign cultivators and cultivators from the South China Sea suffered heavy losses.
Some quick-reacting low-level cultivators of the Wuliang Sect had already pounced on the crack of the Yinmo Cliff. Li Yan helplessly flew to the north. For a moment, all kinds of monsters roared, and the fog and water vapor retreated to the rear like a receding tide.
He now feels that he is too insignificant. In a real war, he is like a leaf, and death can come at any time.
At this moment, two screams suddenly came from the sky, and in an instant a large amount of blood flew down, and a burst of strange laughter came from overhead.
Two monks with leg-length hair and dressed in black robes appeared above the monk from Fengliang Mountain.
The two Nascent Soul cultivators from Fengliang Mountain died instantly when they met each other. The most terrifying thing was that even their Nascent Souls could not escape.
Among the two Nascent Soul cultivators, one is from the Pure Land Sect and is Liao Yuan’s junior brother. He has already cultivated the Buddhist “Vajra Arhat Body” to perfection.
Just as he was about to intercept the oncoming demon, someone unexpectedly tapped his forehead with a finger in mid-air. His strong body, which was not afraid of wind and thunder, shattered into pieces under the single finger.
The Nascent Soul didn't even have time to perform teleportation before it turned into a blood rain and dissipated in the air.
The other one was none other than the middle-stage Nascent Soul expert from the "Luoshu Lake" in the South China Sea. He also only had time to let out a half scream before he died.
"Is this a Divine Transformation cultivator or a late Nascent Soul cultivator?"
There was a moment of silence on the battlefield. To be able to kill a Nascent Soul so easily, especially when one of them was a powerful existence in the middle Nascent Soul stage, who else could do it except a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage or above.
This sudden change made all the cultivators on Fengliang Mountain feel a bone-chilling cold in an instant.
"It's a Divine Transformation cultivator. Where are the ancestors?"
Monk Liaoyuan in mid-air felt a sinking feeling in his heart. He had just heard a few screams coming from the sky, which seemed to be the voice of Uncle Yuandu.
Although there were screams coming from all around, Monk Liaoyuan still heard them. This made him horrified and he felt something was wrong.
But just a moment later, he heard the voices of four gods giving orders. Although their tone was not smooth, it made him feel a little relieved.
However, he could not even sense the cultivation levels of the two men in black robes that appeared at this time. There was only one possibility, a result that made his heart sink to the bottom in an instant.
"The ancestors have been trapped by the other side, otherwise how could there be a Divine Transformation cultivator coming out here!" Zhu Luan and Mo Gu, who were retreating towards the crack of Yinmo Cliff, looked at each other. They also heard the scream that Yuandu made at the beginning.
Here, only a few of them, the late Nascent Soul cultivators, had the opportunity to come into contact with the Spiritual Transformation cultivators, so even though the voice was heard in the midst of screams and shouts, they could still tell who it was.
Just as they hesitated for a moment, two Nascent Soul cultivators on their side died instantly, leaving them no time to think carefully.
Then the voice of the great monk Da Ling was heard in the air, "Foreign evil demon, why do you care about your status as a senior and kill a junior? I will send you to hell."
"Take care of yourself first!"
A black-robed man in the air laughed strangely, not showing any fear at all about the words of the great monk Da Ling. This allowed Monk Le Yuan and several great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage to instantly determine the other party's cultivation level.
Zhu Luan, who was in the process of retreating under the order, suddenly stopped. Looking at the crack of Yinmo Cliff that was just around the corner, he immediately sent a message to Mo Gu and Mo Qing.
They didn't know what happened to the four ancestors above. The demon clan suddenly had two gods free to deal with them, and only the voices of the ancestors could be heard, but no one showed up to stop them.
“Has the situation gotten so bad?”
Such a chilling thought arose in the minds of several people at the same time.
"Two junior brothers, go back to defend quickly, I will tie up the opponent."
After Zhu Luan finished speaking, he flew up into the sky without even looking back. Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, then fell silent. A trace of pain flashed in Mo Gu's eyes, but he said no more and turned to fly towards the north.
They are all old monsters over a thousand years old, with extremely quick reactions. They immediately judged that what they were doing was to buy more time and delay the opponent as much as possible.
He could delay until the four old ancestors showed up, but facing a Divine Transformation cultivator, no matter how great his and Zhu Luan were, even if they were cultivators who inherited the three greatest poisonous bodies of the Wuliang Sect and had reached the level of great cultivators, there would be no unexpected results but death!
At the same time, Liao Yuan flew up with a sad look on his face. At the same moment, another figure in the distance also soared into the sky.
This person was none other than the old man who had just led the other Nascent Souls out of the cracks in the Yinmo Cliff. His cultivation had also reached the late Nascent Soul stage.
He also shouted sternly.
"Qian is here!"
Also rising into the air with the old man was a white-armored dragon scorpion that revealed its true form. It was actually a fourth-order late-stage monster, and its aura was exactly the same as that of the naked man before.
Mr. Six and Mr. Eleven in the air stared coldly below.
The two of them quickly communicated, "That fourth-level monster should be from the secret realm. We must capture it alive. After searching its soul, we will definitely get many secrets of the secret realm. This is what we need most at the moment."
Then, Mr. Liu shouted to the monks on the south side at the same time.
"Don't worry about these three people and the monster, hurry up and kill them into the crack of Yinmo Cliff!"
All this happened within two breaths. At this moment, in the golden light thousands of feet in the sky, the four people of Da Ling were filled with murderous aura, and their faces were extremely gloomy. They were less than a hundred feet away from the edge of the golden light.
However, the gray round bead shot by Demon Marshal Tutai had fallen into the crack of Yinmo Cliff. They didn't need to guess, because a shocking change would happen there in the next moment.
Letting the monks return to defend is just a helpless remedy. If the channel between the two realms is really opened, even the power of the two realms generated in an instant through the channel will make it very difficult for the monks below to survive. But what other methods are there at this time
Tu Tai looked at the "Small Boundary-Breaking Pearl" that had fallen into the crack of Yinmo Cliff and a smile appeared on his face.
The location where the "Small Boundary-Breaking Pearl" fell was determined in advance, and the other side was exactly the weakest point of the two realms that they had been trying to expand for tens of millions of years.
Mr. Six and Mr. Eleven looked at the three people and one demon who were coming towards them like moths to a flame. They did not rush to kill them, nor did they stop anyone from returning to defend the crack of Yinmo Cliff.
The two of them watched everything in front of them like a cat playing with a mouse. After a moment's pause, the monks from both sides below started fighting again in an instant.
Shuang Qingqing took a look at the scene above and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It seemed that she would have to take Bai Rou and leave this continent.
"I just don't know if the node I once knew is still there? Otherwise, I have no choice but to risk entering the turbulent space. Maybe relying on the material of the Thousand Luo Ancient Ape and my remaining memories, I might be able to survive the turbulent space. Otherwise, she and Bai Rou will just be waiting to die if they stay in the Desolate Moon Continent."
These incarnation monks are not someone she can deal with.
"It's time to go home. But when I first came out, I never thought that I would only be a remnant soul when I returned."
Shuang Qingqing was already not far from Bai Rou after a few moves. Once the passage between the two worlds was opened and the power of the two worlds erupted, it would be the best time for her to escape.
What surprised everyone was that after the gray round bead fell into the crack of Yinmo Cliff, when Daling and the others were almost at the edge of the golden light, there was still no movement, and the Demon Marshal Tu Tai's laughter suddenly stopped at the end.
Something that surprised him happened. His spiritual sense had been closely following the "Small Boundary Breaking Pearl" that was shot out, and he would not activate it until the "Small Boundary Breaking Pearl" reached the largest crack.
This is different from the real "Boundary Breaking Pearl", because the power that the "Small Boundary Breaking Pearl" can unleash is far from satisfactory.
Its power is only 40% to 60% of that of the "Boundary Breaking Pearl", so in order to exert its maximum effect, it must be manually controlled and activated at an appropriate time.
Unlike the "Boundary Breaking Bead", which has an array inside itself that can sense the strongest aura from another world, that is to say, the "Boundary Breaking Bead" can automatically find the weakest point in the barrier between the two worlds within a certain range, which the "Small Boundary Breaking Bead" cannot do.