Five Immortal Sects

Chapter 680: Who stirred the ink and color painting?

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These demon leaders all knew that at the other end of the three-color vortex, Lord Tutai was leading his men in a bloody battle, waiting for their arrival.

In another place in the air below the huge vortex, a big man in a blood-red cloak was looking up at the vortex above his head with his hands behind his back.

His long black hair was casually blown behind him, messy and wild, and his eyes were as deep as the ocean, as if anyone he looked at would fall into an endless abyss.

The tall body gives people a feeling of infinite power, as if it can move mountains.

There were more than twenty people on both sides behind him, the lowest of whom was a Demon General. The aura emanating from the five people close to the big man in the red cloak was obviously at the Demon Marshal level.

But from the respectful look they gave the big man in the red cloak in front of them, one could see the humble attitude of all of them.

"Why is there no movement from the other side?"

The big man in the red cloak looked up at the vortex in the sky, cold as ice, without showing any emotion, giving people a feeling of indifference to all life in the world.

The five people behind him looked at each other, and then a bald old man bowed and said respectfully.

"Master Demon Emperor, before the passage collapsed, Tutai sent back a message that agreed to meet today. This is definitely correct.

He asked us to attack at all costs today. He will determine the exact location below the crack of Yinmo Cliff based on the strength of the surrounding space fluctuations caused by the large number of demon soldiers as we pass through the barrier.

Then they used the 'Small Boundary Breaking Pearl' to break through. Now three thousand demon soldiers have passed through, but it is estimated that less than five hundred can pass through successfully.

I think the space fluctuations caused may not be able to be transmitted too far, and the platform may not have sensed it yet.

Furthermore, once these soldiers go there, they will not be able to send back any information with their cultivation level, so they can only wait. "

"Continue to teleport. Now send three teams of soldiers to each batch to travel simultaneously!"

The big man in the red cloak said coldly.

Everyone behind him was shocked after hearing this. The teams that were being consumed and replenished today had already used up their long-term accumulation, and more than 70% of them were doomed to die.

The purpose is to convey the exact location to the map platform, because they don’t have the real "Boundary Breaking Pearl".

Watching teams of demonic soldiers going to die like this, even these old monsters with hearts as cold as iron felt their hearts bleeding.

Now the Demon Emperor requires three teams to enter at the same time, and the speed of consumption is something they cannot bear. In half an hour at most, all the demon cultivators and soldiers below will be killed.

After the people at the back looked at each other, the bald old man spoke hesitantly.

"This... Lord Demon Emperor, this loss is too great. We can't maintain it for too long. If Lord Tutai still can't sense it in a short time..."

After hearing this, the big man in the red cloak did not say anything, but his aura suddenly became fierce, forcing the people behind him to have difficulty breathing.

The bald old man quickly replied, "Sir, please calm down. I deserve to die. I hope you will show mercy and forgive me. I will give the order right away..."

At the same time, someone had already sent a message downwards, and soon after, the big man in the red cloak who was looking up at the sky saw three armies of demon cultivators rushing into the three-colored vortex together.

Behind them, like a long line of ants stretching all the way to the top of the mountain, one demon cultivator after another flew into the air.

The area around the big man in the red cloak fell into dead silence again. They were all waiting today, waiting for the moment when the barrier between the two worlds would allow them to pass through.

At that time, they will descend on the Desolate Moon Continent as soon as possible and start a feast of slaughter.

The big man in the red cloak probed into the depths of the three-colored vortex again with his spiritual sense, and sighed helplessly in his heart. His true body also could not stay in the Lost Continent.

Although a cultivator like him, who was transformed by a wisp of divine consciousness, is stronger than a god, he still cannot open up the passage between the two worlds.

And shortly after his spiritual consciousness probed into the three-colored vortex, a flash of hostility suddenly appeared on his emotionless face, and a violent aura erupted from him.

Immediately, his figure disappeared from the spot.

This made the monks behind him stunned for a moment, but they all had high cultivation levels, and the next moment they sensed that the inside of the three-colored vortex above their heads was shaking violently.

Ever since this vortex was blasted open by the "Boundary-Breaking Pearl", it has been hanging here like an eternal and unchanging sun for tens of millions of years, seemingly rotating endlessly.

The years have turned, the annual rings have been crushed, and generations of demon cultivators have devoted all their blood and wisdom to it.

Now the eternal three-color vortex actually had such a big reaction, and everyone below was shocked.

"Tutai succeeded!"

This was the first reaction of the senior monks, and then they all took off into the air and flew towards the three-colored vortex.

"You guys stay outside, stop the army from entering immediately, and activate the protective formation!"

Just as they stood up, the voice of the big man in the red cloak came from the air, but the man had disappeared.

… …

At a certain edge of the three-colored vortex, invisible spatial forces suddenly appeared, constantly distorting everything around it.

Moreover, the internal vortex that should have been synchronized with the outside began to spin madly in the opposite direction. At first it was just a very small vortex, but in the blink of an eye, the vortex had expanded to dozens of feet.

As the countercurrent vortex rotates, it begins to collide violently with the outermost forward vortex force.

Wherever the two forces passed, the space made a "cracking" sound, and then the three colors at the center of the vortex began to shatter.

It is no longer a soft and gorgeous circle of three colors, but a collection of scattered stars in black, white or blue.

It was as if in an instant a three-color bright sun turned into a sky full of three-color stars, dotted with stars, which continued to spread and expand... At this time, a figure appeared at the edge of the three-color vortex in a blur, with his eyes already bloodshot.

"How is that possible? The channel barrier has existed for tens of millions of years and cannot be destroyed by the 'Small Boundary Breaking Pearl'.

Even if it was the real 'Boundary Breaking Pearl', it wouldn't work. What on earth did that idiot Tutai do? Did he throw the small Boundary Breaking Pearl into the center of the three-color vortex... "

While he growled, he had already quickly scanned the area with his spiritual sense, and his aura was also rising steadily. He wanted to find a way to stop all this.

But soon, he became more and more angry. It was impossible to stop the collapse of the vortex at this time. Even if his real body came down, he would not be able to reverse the situation.

Suddenly, his gaze focused and looked towards a place where a vortex was rotating in the opposite direction, and his long hair suddenly flew wildly.

"You, little kid, did it on purpose!"

… …

More than three breaths of time had passed since Wei Chongran made the sound, and Li Yan and the others were already on the cliff.

They were already very close to the cliff, and the four of them were indeed a very strong presence in the vicinity.

As they were ascending, Li Yan and the other three continued to fight with the demon cultivators who followed them. Many demon cultivators below also took the opportunity to charge upwards.

At this moment, Li Yan and the others finally understood what Patriarch Zhu Luan meant before. He did not allow them to go more than fifty feet below the crack of Yinmo Cliff. It was obvious that he was sending people into the depths of the crack of Yinmo Cliff to do something.

Fifty feet is a relatively safe distance for low-level monks like them to escape.

Judging from the tremendous momentum that can be sensed now, like a raging dragon rushing out of the abyss, the cracks in the Yinmo Cliff are already showing signs of collapse.

Once thinking of this, the cultivators of Fengliang Mountain couldn't help but get excited. It seemed that the ancestors had already made arrangements. Was the passage between the two realms here going to be destroyed

Among these monks who flew away from the crack of Yinmo Cliff, although Li Yan and the other four were constantly rising, they were already lagging behind. They were all worried about Wei Chongran.

Since the voice was heard, my master has not yet appeared from below.

Not only Li Yan, but also Zhao Min and Li Wuyi in the distance were the same. They were fighting and retreating at the end of the monks' team, but the anxiety on their faces was self-evident.

However, the demon cultivators that rose up were basically at the level of demon soldiers, and many demons who came from other realms stayed in the abyss, trying to find out the situation.

However, the crack space in the Yinmo Cliff is quite large, and when the demon dispersed, his figure could hardly be seen.

Just when Li Yan and his companions had risen to a height of more than 6,000 feet, the sound coming from the cracks of the Yinmo Cliff was already earth-shaking. Amid the continuous loud noises, the mountains around Fengliang Mountain began to fall towards the deep pit in the center.

On the contrary, under the cliff in the deep pit, an unstoppable force is spreading outward.

One falling and one rushing, one down and one up, under the comparison of the two forces, many huge peaks that had just smashed into the deep pit were instantly turned into dense stone rain, flying back to the surroundings and the sky.

The demons who stayed in the abyss kept letting out shrill screams...

For a moment, the mountain behind Fengliang Mountain seemed to be turned upside down and the end of the world was coming.

Regardless of whether we are on the enemy side or not, under this kind of force, no one dared to even think of getting close, and they kept rising and moving away.

The same was true for the many demon cultivators who rushed up. They all had fear on their faces, but most of them had already understood that they might have no hope of support and become an isolated army.

The fighting between the two sides has slowed down, and most people have focused their attention on the crack of the Yinmo Cliff, with their spiritual senses firmly locked there.

Both sides wanted to find out what happened in the crack abyss of Yinmo Cliff, and were expecting different results.

What the demon cultivators expected more was a large number of their own troops emerging in large numbers.

Li Yan used his spiritual sense to continuously scan the area below, but as soon as his spiritual sense entered the abyss, it was torn into pieces by a violent force and could not go deeper.

"Is this... the power of space?"

Li Yan thought uncertainly. He knew nothing about the power of space. In fact, this was just the aftermath of the power of space.

Otherwise, all the cultivators here who have put their spiritual consciousness into practice, except for those at the Nascent Soul stage and above, would have their sea of consciousness instantly shattered under such a truly violent force of space.

Suddenly, a figure appeared below the crack of Yinmo Cliff and flew upwards like a meteor across the sky like an arrow.

“Master!”

Li Yan felt a very familiar aura from the figure, and he was not the only one who uttered the word "Master".

Gong Chenying and the other two around him exclaimed at the same time, even though they had heard Wei Chongran's voice coming from below a few breaths ago.

But now, the appearance of Wei Chongran in this devastating deep pit still made them exclaim in unison, and at the same time, the tension in their hearts was slightly relieved.

As Wei Chongran got closer and closer, and was about to break through the cracks in the Yin Demon Cliff, something unexpected happened, and all the cultivators experienced a scene that made their hearts numb...

As for the huge changes that happened below the crack of Yinmo Cliff, Daling and the other two didn't need to wait for Gujiuqi to pass down orders anymore, as they had already guessed the reason.

They all saw rare excitement in each other's eyes, and their attacks on Tu Tai became more and more powerful. At this time, they kept a close eye on their opponent, fearing that Tu Tai would suddenly attack Wei Chongran.

"I will kill that shameless kid. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The demon general Tu Tai on the opposite side had fallen into madness. He no longer cared about defense and tried to force his way in.

At this moment, whether it was Tu Tai, or the group of demon cultivators below, the Nascent Soul cultivators among the foreign cultivators, and even the Golden Core cultivators, all had their eyes turned red in an instant.

The roars rose to the sky, and faintly seemed to overshadow the huge changes in the cracks in the Yinmo Cliff. They all desperately tried to rush into the cracks in the Yinmo Cliff below, but were all blocked by the monks from Fengliang Mountain who disregarded their lives.