The Demon Realm will have to pay a heavy price for the continuous emergence of demon cultivators' attacks like this, and this attack will also cause them great damage.
At least for every low-level demon cultivator that passes through the crack, dozens or even hundreds of demon cultivators will die.
So what if a demon were to break through? The death rate would be even more terrifying. The rhythm of their attacks today was getting higher and higher.
For a moment, shouts of killing rose to the sky in the thick fog, and blue or black colors kept flashing, extinguishing, then bursting again, and extinguishing again...
In the thick fog, Li Changting seemed quite relaxed. Not only her, but most of the disciples of Buli Peak felt the same way.
The surroundings were densely packed with various poisonous insects of varying sizes, forming a sea of insects. Whenever a demon cultivator appeared, they would swarm over him, and the next moment, the demon cultivator would be submerged in the sea of insects.
The only ones who could compare to them were the disciples of Lingchong Peak. The roars of various birds and monsters shook the sky, and the blood splattered everywhere when they fought against the demon cultivators or monster beasts. The chances of the master's cultivators dying for a period of time were much lower.
However, although the disciples of the second peak seem to have it easy, they consume their spiritual power the fastest. Controlling a large number of flying insects, monsters or poisonous insects requires strong spiritual support.
If they hadn't had their companions to support them, they wouldn't have dared to waste their spiritual energy so recklessly.
"In fact, I think there was no need for the old ancestor to rush us down. Look at those cultivators from the Ten-Step Courtyard. They are very fierce. In the fight with the demon cultivators, their chances of winning are still quite high."
Li Changting was watching the other Buli Peak disciples around her driving the poisonous insects. She was holding the spirit stone in one hand and taking the opportunity to rest, and she did not forget to say something to Zhao Min beside her.
The monks from the Ten-Step Courtyard in the distance were extremely conspicuous even in the thick fog.
Often one person would move back and forth within a radius of several hundred feet, fighting with demon cultivators with blood and flesh flying everywhere in the air amidst the overflowing sword energy. From time to time, a demon cultivator or a sword cultivator would fall headfirst from the sky with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The next moment, the sword cultivator's figure quickly disappeared in the thick fog. However, with this seemingly free-moving fighting style, one person would often be surrounded by several demon cultivators, and his death was only a matter of time.
Sword cultivators are the most powerful cultivators in the world. Their fights are almost always described as “brutal”. As they charge forward fearlessly, life and death are decided in the blink of an eye.
"Although they have had a grudge against us for generations, they are all cultivators from the Desolate Moon Continent. Is this necessary?"
Zhao Min held a sword in one hand and pointed continuously in the air with the other slender jade finger. Seventy or eighty golden and brown beetle-like poisonous insects were flapping their wings and fighting with a demon cultivator.
A layer of fine sweat beads had already seeped out on her smooth forehead. In just less than a hundred breaths, her spiritual power had been consumed by nearly half.
Just as she was talking to Li Changting, her beautiful eyes were sweeping across the distance. In the sky, a beautiful and graceful head was flying high with a look of disbelief on its face.
She was a female cultivator from the Ten-Step Academy, and her body had been beaten to pieces by a demon cultivator.
Her death triggered even more frantic attacks from several Ten-Step Academy sword cultivators nearby. Sword beams shone like rain and hundreds of swords flew around them. In the next moment, they strangled the demon cultivator to death.
During this period, a thin sword cultivator had tears streaming down his face. He hugged the fallen head while roaring, his eyes bloodshot.
Sword cultivators also have sword formations, but the coordination required is more difficult, so strong sword cultivators will choose to use their own sword rain to fight the enemy.
Some sword cultivators with weaker strength would lack the arrogance of sword cultivators and form a sword formation to meet the enemy.
"Has your lover practiced some kind of Yin-replenishing Yang technique? After not seeing him for a year, it's possible that he has a large number of wives and concubines outside. His current strength is definitely the strongest among those in the foundation-building stage at Xiaozhu Peak. How much Yin did he have to absorb to achieve this? Hehe..."
Li Changting withdrew her gaze and changed the subject with a smile on her face. This kind of thing happened almost every day in the cracks of Yinmo Cliff. She had seen too many of them. In this regard, she didn't want to talk about the monks of the Ten-Step Courtyard anymore.
As he spoke, he pinched his fingers and a large number of poisonous insects flew out again, rushing into the thick fog ahead, where numerous dark shadows appeared.
After hearing her words, Zhao Min's face still did not show much emotion. She had heard too much of Li Changting's words, so it was better to ignore them.
But she also said it.
"You... you are really disgusting..."
She had no respect for a Jindan cultivator at all, and at the same time, a wisp of her spiritual consciousness quietly swept towards Li Yan's side. The scene that appeared in her spiritual consciousness made Zhao Min involuntarily pause in her action of casting the spell.
"Did he kill that demon cultivator? Why can't we see much spiritual energy fluctuations from the battle?"
An unbelievable thought arose in Zhao Min's mind.
“Haha, look at your expression. If it’s not some evil technique that replenishes yin and replenishes yang, what other technique can increase his strength so quickly in such a short time!”
Li Changting used his hands to perform magic gestures like a butterfly flying through flowers, and at the same time he chuckled.
Although she was amazed at Li Yan's strength, she still could not accurately determine Li Yan's specific combat power.
With her current vision at the Jindan realm, she could not detect anything else about Li Yan except that he was very strong. It seemed as if there was a layer of fog covering Li Yan, just like the thick dark blue fog around him, making it impossible for her to see through him.
Li Yan's attack was not only strange, but also very effective and fast. Even she couldn't see it clearly.
Although she was joking with Zhao Min, she was somewhat shocked in her heart.
Looking around, on the entire battlefield, only Li Changting was so independent that he still had the heart to chat with others during the battle...
Two breaths ago, Li Yan saw a long green chain wrapped around the two strong arms of the skinny demon cultivator in front of him. It was unknown what material the chain was made of. When Li Yan cut it, his palms were actually a little sore and swollen, which had never happened in recent exchanges with others.
But that was all. After the long chain was swung away with a palm, the green long chain bent in the air and shot towards Li Yan's head from top to bottom like a poisonous snake.
At the same time, Li Yan also felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart. The other long green chain on the demon cultivator's arm instantly went around from one side to behind Li Yan.
It was like an arrow that suddenly appeared and shot straight into Li Yan's back.
The speed was so fast that Gong Chenying, who had been distracted by this side, was shocked. The cultivator who attacked Li Yan was the strongest among the three people and one beast who attacked the four of them at the same time.
He was so strong that Gong Chenying himself was not sure whether he could defeat him without getting hurt.
But it was too late for her to remind him. The demon cultivator who jumped out and kicked the big jar in front of him did not slow down his toes. He shook the green halberd in his right hand, and a ball of green light was about to shoot out from the halberd and shot behind Li Yan.
But Li Yan's reaction was even faster, so fast that Gong Chenying's consciousness could not keep up in an instant. Li Yan disappeared like a ghost.
With a "bang", Gong Chenying kicked the demon cultivator, who was as fast as thunder, as he tried his best to dodge sideways.
Although the big demon cultivator avoided the chin, he was still kicked in the shoulder.
The demon cultivator's body, which was as big as a mountain, was thrown out in an instant, and he let out a heavy groan.
Although the demon's body, which was as hard as steel, blocked the attack, a huge force instantly penetrated into his body and the power spread rapidly in his body.
Almost instantly, the heart of the demon cultivator in the big jar was shaken by a huge force, and an indescribable pain came from his brain. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprinkled high into the air.
At the same time, Gong Chenying thought that it was an illusion in her consciousness. When her toes touched the collar of the demon cultivator who was like a big jar, Li Yan's figure became a little blurred.
At the same time, a ghostly figure flashed above the head of the thin demon cultivator opposite Li Yan, which made Gong Chenying's rescue action pause.
The skinny demon cultivator only felt that something was wrong with Li Yan's body in front of him, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment.
But the feeling of the attack in his hands made his hair stand on end. The determined two-hand attack only produced two sharp sounds of breaking through the air, which crossed in front of him.
The skinny demon cultivator suddenly felt something was wrong. He was also a military commander and had experienced hundreds of battles, big and small. He knew something was wrong, but his old strength had just gone and his new strength had not yet been generated.
He saw a look of disbelief in Gong Chenying's eyes when he turned his head on the other side. The next moment, the thin demon cultivator's body split from the top of the head down and instantly broke into two halves.
A large amount of blood sprayed out, and a figure grabbed the flying magic core, leaving a trace of afterimage passing by. Li Yan was in a position where he formed a circle with Gong Chenying and the other two. Li Yan was facing forward, staring at the bloody rain in the sky.
The skinny demon cultivator didn't even have time to utter a scream from beginning to end. At this moment, Wei Chituo's demon-subduing pestle was being retracted from the vines in front. As Lin Daqiao was retreating, a ray of black light just shot out from his hand.
Everything happened incredibly fast.
The four of them only fought with each other once, and only a breath of time passed.
It was just obvious that Gong Chenying and Li Yan were faster. Gong Chenying had quickly dodged and counterattacked before the opponent's attack arrived, kicking the opponent away and seriously injuring him. This was the smoothest fighting method among the few people.
Li Yan was even faster. In a moment, he not only blocked the main sneak attack in advance, but also launched two consecutive counterattacks, killing the opponent in an instant with lightning speed.
And it was as if he had never left the place.
It would have been fine if the other surrounding battle groups didn't pay attention to this side, but this scene left Gong Chenying and the other two stunned.
Apart from the giant jar-like demon cultivator that was kicked away by Gong Chenying and was still retreating in the air, even the man and the beast that attacked Wei Chituo and Lin Daqiao were a little dazed.
The skinny demon cultivator is the one with the highest cultivation, strongest combat power, and most experience in fighting among their group of attackers. He is a powerful being who possesses the strength to attack the demon leader.
But after just one encounter, without even a scream, the two became two corpses that fell into the thick fog, which made the man and the beast feel an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
However, it was impossible for them to retreat at this time. Even Lin Daqiao, who had the lowest cultivation level here, shot out a black light from his hand that grew in the wind, and a ball of ink-like liquid had already arrived in front of the monster.
Lin Daqiao and Wen Xinliang had taken on a large number of missions, often death missions that were beyond their own realm, but they still managed to walk out of the bloodbath time and time again, escaping death by the skin of their teeth.
First, both of them are smart people. Second, the skills practiced by the Wuliang Sect are not for fighting head-on with others. Even the Lingchong Peak, which is known for its rituals and training of monsters, likes to win by clever means when fighting with others.
So when Lin Daqiao saw that she was no match for her opponent, she took advantage of the situation to relieve the opponent's force and threw the ball of poison in her hand out. This was a completely instinctive and subconscious behavior.
"Little... Junior Brother, what is your cultivation level?"
After Lin Daqiao's spiritual sense scanned Li Yan's side, the result came out without her noticing.
To say that when Lin Daqiao first saw Li Yan, Li Yan's realm made her jaw drop in shock.
Now, the series of strange scenes in which Li Yan killed his opponents made him so shocked that he could not express it in words.