Many people below can guess the origins of these people in the sky, but who are these Spirit Transformation monks? Ninety percent of the monks don't know.
Mortal Realm Whether there are Spirit Transformation monks, in the minds of 70% of the monks, the answer is uncertain or they think it does not exist. 30% of the monks believe that there are, but most of them are guesses.
Not to mention monk Spirit Transformation, before this war, several of them, including those Golden Core Realm monks, had seen monk Nascent Soul Realm.
Spirit Transformation is already a legendary land god-like existence, and it should not belong to the Mortal Realm.
"Didn't it mean that once the monks arrived at the Nascent Soul Realm, their cultivation would no longer be able to break through due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth?
Therefore, we are about to ascend to a higher interface. How come Mortal Realm really has the existence of monk Spirit Transformation? "
Most of the monks immediately had this idea in their minds, but they did not dare to ask casually.
Only some core disciples of Lineage or sects with a long tradition know a little bit about the situation of monk Spirit Transformation. However, after personally confirming the existence of monk Spirit Transformation today, everyone was shocked.
Even after the war between the two clans started, the top combat power they knew was the Nascent Soul Realm monk. In their minds, the final winner should be the Nascent Soul Late Stage monk from both sides.
"The sudden attack just now must have been the attack of monk Spirit Transformation. Otherwise, how could the Fengliang Mountain formation be wiped out in one blow."
Many monks thought of the attack without warning just now, which killed hundreds of monks in an instant, including many Golden Core Realm monks.
Although they had known that Nascent Soul Cultivator could easily kill middle and low-level monks, they were protected by a magic circle arranged by Nascent Soul Cultivator.
As both parties Nascent Soul Cultivator stopped, streaks of light flew behind Nascent Soul Cultivator from all directions. Li Yan took a look and knew of course that this was the gathering of monks from both sides.
So after looking at each other one by one, they also flew towards Nascent Soul Cultivator who was parked in the air. Li Yan and the others carefully chose a relatively northerly route.
Comparatively speaking, the possibility of this line being attacked suddenly by those Devil Race and foreign monks on the far south side is much smaller.
But this did not happen. Li Yan and the others quickly flew behind Nascent Soul Cultivator. At the same time, there were other monks flying towards here quickly all around.
Below, a Nascent Soul Realm middle-aged scribe Divine Sense came out. After dancing with his expressionless sleeves a few times, he rolled the surviving and seriously injured monk Fengliang Mountain into his spirit storage bag.
Then he looked at the other side coldly, then turned around and flew into the air again.
The Devil Race side, which was less than five hundred miles away, stood in the air, with sarcasm and sneer on their faces. They did not step forward to stop them, allowing the Nascent Soul Middle Stage monk to save people.
Li Yan saw Master Wei Zhongran here, Wei Zhongran also saw Li Yan in the crowd, but he didn't
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If there was anything unusual, he nodded to him. War broke out frequently, and he repeatedly told Li Yan something.
Li Yan looked at other areas. Among the middle and low-level monks at the rear, he also saw Bai Rou, Gong Yuantai and others, Gong Yuantai, Wuye and others.
Almost all of them were in a very embarrassed state, with more or less injuries on their bodies. Even Bu Luo, who was famous for his many Dharma Treasures, had disheveled hair and a bloodstain on his shoulder. It could be seen that he had risked his life just now to escape.
Only the appearance of Bai Rou made Li Yan somewhat surprised. Bai Rou was spotless and his breath was extremely stable.
But then, Li Yan thought of the reason. When he left Bai Rou, Bai Rou was still with Shuang Qingqing. With that terrifyingly powerful woman by his side, it would be strange for Bai Rou to have trouble, unless he met monk Spirit Transformation.
It's just that Li Yan didn't see Elder Chi Gong and the other Nascent Soul and Golden Core Realm injured monks who were injured before, and I don't know how they are doing now.
When Bai Rou saw Li Yan in the crowd, he just nodded slightly and did not send a message.
Li Yan immediately flew towards the area where Gong Yuantai and the others were, where members of the Qing Sixteenth Team began to gather.
The newly recruited monk Li Yan, who was recently recruited to the Qing Sixteenth Team, could not identify them all, but only about 70% of the old team members he knew appeared, and the rest did not know whether they had died or were on their way here.
At this time, Li Yan had long forgotten about returning to the sect.
After Li Yan flew in, he had a few voice conversations with Gong Yuantai and the others, but no one knew what happened. The whole Fengliang Mountain fell apart in an instant, and no one got any news.
As for the Nascent Soul Cultivator in the air ahead, no one spoke, and the Devil Race a few hundred miles away kept their murderous intentions high and were ready to go, appearing somewhat secretive.
For a moment, both sides seemed to have fallen into boundless silence. The whole world was suffocatingly oppressive, and the storm was about to come.
Even whispers like Li Yan, which started out quietly to inquire about people around them, only lasted for ten breaths and then fell silent.
Only a few rays of light occasionally flying from a distance brought a breath to this world, and then disappeared into the team of monks in a flash.
Li Yan They looked at the middle-aged scribe Nascent Soul Cultivator who did not hide the rising murderous intention in his body after taking in the injured monk, and then looked at the energetic middle and low-level monks opposite.
He guessed that after the world-destroying blow just now, the other party should have only dispatched some monks at the Nascent Soul stage, so the middle and low-level monks were not damaged.
On the other hand, Fengliang Mountain monks were unprepared and were affected, killing hundreds of them.
At this moment, Li Yan suddenly felt something
There is something wrong. Of course there are many monks who are as sensitive as Li Yan, especially those Fengliang Mountain Golden Core Realm monks.
They suddenly looked back, and Li Yan immediately turned his head when he felt abnormal. However, when he turned his head, his whole body felt numb on the scalp, as if he had been struck by lightning instantly.
Because just fifty miles behind them, which was the back mountain of Fengliang Mountain, suddenly thousands of monks emerged densely from the ground.
The auras of the leading twelve people soared into the sky without concealment, and an overwhelming killing intent rolled out. Suddenly, the iron-blooded energy filled Li Yan their bodies and minds.
They were twelve Nascent Soul Cultivator. Among them was an old man with white beard and hair and a lean and naked man. The auras on the two of them were as deep as the sea, surging and surging.
The auras of the two people actually matched those of Liao Yuan, Zhu Luan and Mo Gu in front of them. They were also two Nascent Soul Late Stage great monks, but the naked upper body of the big man had Demon Qi soaring to the sky.
Mortal Realm Nascent Soul Late Stage great monks all came to the world...
Thousands of feet high in the sky, a big man in armor, with a body as majestic as a mountain, looked at the three monks opposite him with a playful look.
"I wonder who really doesn't want to leave today? We will completely settle all the grievances immediately. Unexpectedly, the famous "Yinmo Cliff crack" of the Desolate Moon Continent is hidden in Fengliang Mountain.
It's really a big deal. If I'm not wrong, who among you has secretly moved the three places Fengliang Mountain, Tunmo Ridge, and Jianfuyuan? This outsider doesn't feel the change at all.
Use these three places to move to cover the Yinmo Cliff cracks that have been exposed before. No one in this world can do this method of transforming the world except you Spirit Transformation monks. "
Tutai's armor is as black as ink, covering his entire burly body. Only the helmet's skin is as dark as iron, and his pair of ringed eyes are like two giant lamps in the dark night, which is breathtaking.
The majestic body seemed to cover half of the sky, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression. At this moment, he secretly called out luck.
If he hadn't come across the border, made an agreement with the clan, and had a backup plan, it would be really difficult to find the location of the Yinmo Cliff crack now.
The location of Master Wan Zun's Yin Demon Crack no longer existed, which Tutai had been painstakingly searching for for several months. It was not until the date agreed with the Demon Realm came today that he used the supreme Divine Ability, and then he sensed a trace of demonic energy seeping out from across the boundary. After a full blow, there was indeed a turn for the better.
After such a long stalemate with the Desolate Moon Continent monks, they were exhausted, and now they could finally launch the final fatal blow.
At this moment, there are three people standing in the air around the table, standing in the south, north, and east directions, half surrounding the table.
One monk and two lay people. The monk only looks like he is in his early twenties.
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The simple blue-gray monk's robe of coarse cloth has an indescribable elegance to his facial features. One glance at it will make a warm sun rise in your heart.
To the left of the young monk is an old man in brocade clothes. The old man has black hair with a faint light, his complexion is like gold, and his eyebrows are like eagles flying into the sky, straight into his temples. There is boundless arrogance on his old face, and he is staring gloomily behind Tutai.
To the right of the monk is a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a green robe. The middle-aged Confucian scholar is squinting his eyes at this moment, looking at the other person. It seems that ten thousand swords are hidden deep in his eyes. As his eyes move, there is a faint sound of sword whistling, and the blue robe is slightly swaying.
The young monk just smiled slightly when he heard this.
"For several months, I have heard about Tutai Demon General for a long time, but I can't see him today. I guess if it wasn't for you having some kind of agreement with the demon world.
Something strange suddenly appeared under the Yinmo Cliff crack today, and you have no way of sensing the location of the Yinmo Cliff crack.
This is also true for the late Spirit Transformation behind you, "Great Master". I wonder if what I said is right? "
As he spoke, the young monk smiled and raised one palm to perform a Buddhist salute behind the table.
Thousands of feet away behind the table, three men in black robes with long hair hanging on the ground have been standing quietly in the air. The three people's long hair is hanging down, covering their entire faces, making it impossible to see their appearance clearly.
The three men in black robes just looked at the three people around them coldly from beginning to end. No one spoke. Even when the young monk asked directly, the three people were still extremely cold and silent, like three zombies.
"Your Majesty, why bother saying these useless words? The cracks in Yinmo Cliff have appeared. If you are sensible, then you can lead the entire Desolate Moon Continent monks to surrender.
We will leave a place for you to live in peace in the land of Beiming, so as to avoid the misfortune of the entire clan.
Otherwise, hehehe..."
A series of laughter erupted from the picture table.
The young monk is the great monk of the Pure Land Sect Spirit Transformation period. The two people beside him are Desolate Moon Continent and the other two Spirit Transformation monks, Wangliang Sect Su Changyang and Ten-Step Academy Zhan Tian.
The great monk did not answer Tutai's words, but looked at one of the three men in black robes seriously.
"Amitabha, Great Master, look at the magical aura you just cast. If I didn't see it, it was Desolate Moon Continent's ancient magical technique "Taohua Naihe".
Great Master broke the Fengliang Mountain formation and the illusory formation on the back mountain with just one casual blow. The power of the ancient immortal method is really unbelievable, and we admire it. "
The three men in black robes who had never spoken a word, after listening to the words of the great monk, the man in the middle slowly raised his head.
After the long hair fell towards his face, a thin and old face was revealed. His eyes contained no emotion at all, they were cold, ruthless and indifferent, and an old voice finally sounded.
"Junior, although you have extraordinary knowledge, you can't change any outcome. Is this considered begging?"