"You are not strong enough and your speed is still too slow. Do you have to wait for them to run away?"
Just when King Snow Mosquito was excited, the voice of Li Yan suddenly reached his ears.
This made King Snow Mosquito shiver involuntarily, and then he realized that he was still fighting.
The other four people in front of them were already screaming and running away in four directions.??
In less than two breaths, two monks died, especially "Senior Brother Min" who had the highest level of cultivation. He didn't even see how he died.
They saw that the young man in gray shirt was already carrying "Senior Brother Min" who was like a dead fish, with his waist hunched over and his limbs hanging down. He was probably in serious danger.
On this side, the Magic Beast just sprayed out a small ball of purple water. Their companion just blocked it and screamed twice before turning over and falling down.
At this time, if you don't escape, you can still wait here to die.
Snow Mosquito Wang shouted in one direction.
"Hey, that fish, don't run away, I want it raw, fried, braised, steamed..."
As he spoke, it turned into a white light and shot out.
Li Yan on the other side was holding the talisman that the monk surnamed Min had previously held in one hand. He looked at it repeatedly. He slightly raised his head and glanced at King Snow Mosquito.
"I have refined a Disjointed Poison Body poison, and I am no longer weak!"
Li Yan's eyes flashed a few times. What King Snow Mosquito refined was the "Sing Along the Road" that could corrode all things. It was a poison that Li Yan used one after another in the sect competition.
Now it seems that King Snow Mosquito has achieved some success.
If Li Yan had been allowed to do it on his own just now, the monk would have completely melted away within a few breaths if he blocked the three-pronged fork.
On the one hand, Li Yan's physical body is now more powerful, which has increased the toxicity of Zhili Poison by several percent.
On the other hand, there was a huge gap between the cultivation level of that monk and Li Yan.
Li Yan soon turned his attention to the talisman in his hand. There were four fish-headed monks left, the highest cultivation level was Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
King Snow Mosquito is now approaching the peak of the second level, which is equivalent to a Foundation Establishment strong monk who is infinitely close to the fake elixir realm.
Poison Arts, who has also practiced the "Thousand Beasts Devouring Path", comes to help, and Demon Beast, a flying insect, is extremely fast.
If the four monks can't be killed in this way, then they will have to suffer a lot and continue to practice hard in seclusion for several years.
King Snow Mosquito may not be able to be with his beloved concubine and his people for several years or more than ten years.
In the distance, King Snow Mosquito was surrounding a monk with a circle of purple water, and then quickly rushed in the other direction. Suddenly he felt a cold feeling in his heart, and then he shuddered unconsciously.
"Who, who is talking about me!"
It immediately looked around, and with its cultivation and its extremely cold nature, a chill suddenly rose in its heart.
This made it a little confused, and when it Divine Sense seemed to see Li Yan glanced here, it couldn't help but trembled again.
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r> "Damn it, what does he want to do again? Why do I feel bad? I have to deal with these miscellaneous fishes quickly."
Although these Cangyu Sect monks Snow Mosquito Wang were sure to kill them, their speed was not slow as they desperately tried to escape.
It can only trap a few people at a faster speed to buy itself more time, and then kill them one by one.
Looking at the escaping light ahead, King Snow Mosquito let out a strange roar.
"Whoa... whoa... whoa!"
With one wing stroke, an ice blade reflected the sunlight and struck from a distance towards the escaping light from top to bottom.
In an instant, the monk in the escaping light in front felt that the world around him seemed to be frozen.
As his body moved forward, the sound of "crack-crack" ice was heard outside him, and his speed suddenly dropped...
Li Yan looked at the talisman in his hand, this was the last thing that the fake elixir monk with a fish head and human body planned to fight back with all his life.
As soon as he got the talisman paper, Li Yan felt a surge of energy.
"High-level spiritual treasure level Fu Ling! This is indeed a very good treasure."
Li Yan The black spiritual energy in his hand was slightly generated, and the talisman suddenly lit up, and then a gold brick-like picture appeared on the surface of the talisman.
Li Yan no longer continued to increase his spiritual power and kept it like this. At the same time, Divine Sense had already reached out and swept towards the gold brick on the talisman.
After a while, Li Yan withdrew his mana, and Fu Ling returned to his original appearance.
"It turns out to be called the 'Broken Talisman', which is specially designed to attack the sea of consciousness. This is a good thing. Although it is only effective for Foundation Establishment and below monks, it is definitely a nightmare for ordinary Foundation Establishment monks."
Li Yan After investigating for a while, he immediately accepted Fu Yan. This thing didn't do much harm to him, but it was still a good thing.
Now Li Yan's cultivation level is far higher than that of the same level. This thing that is specifically aimed at Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation Stage monks Divine Sense is actually extremely extraordinary.
The monk surnamed Min also spent a lot of money to get this life-saving thing to attack Divine Sense.
Immediately, Li Yan carried the unconscious monk surnamed Min and flew into the forest below.
After half a cup of tea, in the eyes of monk surnamed Min with fear and pleading, Li Yan hit him on the head with a palm.
A black mist instantly enveloped the monk surnamed Min, without even a scream being heard. The next moment, the black mist dissipated, leaving nothing in front of Li Yan.
For questioning, although Li Yan doesn't know how to Soul Search, he has dozens of ways to make the other person's life worse than death. He only hopes that Li Yan can make him die quickly.
If there is any secret, he will basically tell it like a bamboo tube pouring beans, not to mention that what Li Yan is asking is not a secret, but something that almost everyone knows about the monk Lost Continent.
Just now Li Yan was silent, just looking at each other's eyes coldly, and the other one was drawing in the air with spiritual power
When the word "holy" was spoken, the fish-headed monk surnamed Min screamed out in surprise.
"You are a Holy Devil Palace person, no, you are a Human Race monk..."
Li Yan didn't answer. He had begun to plant poison in his body and blocked his voice so that the other party could not scream.
While the other party continued to suffer, twisting his body and his eyes began to ooze blood, Li Yan remained silent.
The other hand continued to use spiritual power to draw a heroic armored man in the air, stepping down on a dragon-shaped creature, holding a spear alone...
It was not until the end, after Li Yan slowly finished the painting, that he released the voice seal of the monk surnamed Min.
However, a small restriction was still placed around the two of them to prevent the other party from calling for help.
The moment Li Yan unlocked the seal of monk surnamed Min's voice, he kept begging Li Yan while screaming repeatedly.
"My lord, my lord, please... please let me go... let this little guy go... I don't know... you are a monk... of the Sect in the 'Holy Demon... Palace'...
If you have... no eyesight, I... I am willing to take it out..."
Although he still didn't understand how "Holy Devil Palace" could have a disciple of Human Race, he thought that the person in front of him must have some relationship with "Holy Devil Palace".
Otherwise, why would you just keep drawing the "Holy Devil Palace" token in front of your eyes? This is torturing yourself and at the same time warning yourself that you have offended someone you shouldn't offend.
"Holy Devil Palace" has an inexplicable and unclear relationship with Human Race. At this moment, the monk surnamed Min can't take care of much.
The other party neither took out his identity token nor spoke. He just continued to draw characters while torturing himself. At first glance, he was a cruel, murderous, and twisted person.
All this is very similar to some legends of "Holy Devil Palace". They treat foreign monks who offend them very harshly.
The only explanation I gave him was "I am "Holy Devil Palace". Don't you recognize this logo? I will let you memorize it slowly today!"
Before he could finish his words, the young man in gray robe hit him on the head with a palm, a black mist quickly isolated everything, and all sounds stopped suddenly...
Li Yan's face was changing, and the thing he least expected to happen happened.
"It's really "Holy Devil Palace"!"
Li Yan murmured to himself in his heart. Although this result was expected, when he finally decided it, it still made him feel powerless.
At this moment, a white light flew quickly, it was King Snow Mosquito, but Li Yan still stood motionless, looking a little desolate.
Two months later, outside a large city that stretched for more than 4,000 miles in the west of the Lost Continent, a man in gray robe with a bamboo hat on his head was slowly leaving from the city gate, gradually leaving this giant city behind.
This huge city is the largest and most magnificent city in the entire west. It is heavily guarded and has no monks.
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Number, it's White Devil Race's main city "Saint Demon City".
Among the entire Lost Continent, the only one that can compete with Black Devil Race is "Holy Devil Palace".
It is said to be a city, but it is actually a huge main peak and branch mountains surrounded by a towering city wall up to a hundred feet high.
After entering the city, starting from the foot of the mountain, streets, connected streets, pavilions, palaces, etc. were built around the foot of the mountain.
Starting towards the main peak, halfway down the mountainside are the various large and small immortal cultivating sects that rely on "Holy Devil Palace", as well as the immortal cultivating Aristocratic Clan.
These sects are inextricably related to the Aristocratic Clan and "Holy Devil Palace". They did not choose to live in another Lingshan Mountain, but have always lived next to "Holy Devil Palace".
Here, they can get the rich cultivation resources and protection of "Holy Devil Palace".
The important thing is that with so many immortal sects and Aristocratic Clan here, the exchange of various resources is more convenient and abundant.
A range of more than four thousand miles seems very large, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is normal for a large sect to occupy more than a thousand miles. Therefore, in fact, "Saint Demon City" is not very big.
Surrounded by numerous sects and Aristocratic Clan, layers of mountains including the surrounding sub-systems are occupied.
However, the real first-class sects in "Saint Demon City" do not exist. Those first-class sects with many disciples will naturally choose to live in Lingshan.
There are also some small sects that are unwilling to compete for territory in "Saint Demon City" and all have their own territories.
The main peak in the city reaches straight into the clouds, reaching no peak.
"Holy Devil Palace" stipulates that the area below the halfway point of the mountain is divided by various forces, and the area above the halfway point is the main core area of "Holy Devil Palace", which is the place where the most original White Devil Race is entrenched.
The place with the strongest spiritual energy, the best terrain, and the widest area has been set as a restricted area by White Devil Race.
Anyone who enters "Saint Demon City" for the first time will be amazed by the densely packed and dotted buildings of all sizes as soon as they enter the city gate.
Starting from the foot of the mountain, all the way up, there are layers upon layers of buildings, pavilions and pavilions intertwined with shadows.
"Saint Demon City" is a place where monks from all races gather. There are monks from all races who come here to trade and settle in the city. There are also a lot of Human Race monks, traveling through it.
"Holy Devil Palace" and the giant city behind him are gradually moving away. Li Yan in the air has a dull expression and is as silent as water.
He stayed in "Saint Demon City" for a total of five days. In the end, let alone seeing Zhao Min, he couldn't stay even for a moment halfway up the mountain.
He was still ten miles away from the "Holy Devil Palace" gate halfway up the mountain when he was blocked by White Devil Race guards in full armor.
After learning that Li Yan, the monk Human Race, came up just out of curiosity to have a look, he was kicked off without ceremony.
Although Li Yan was still ten miles away from the gate of "Holy Devil Palace", he could already sense the extremely dangerous aura. The feeling "Holy Devil Palace" gave him was that of an ancient peerless ferocious beast dormant here.