A top-level battle of monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Originally, everyone thought that after several fierce battles, the winner would be decided.

But I didn't expect that in just a few seconds, it would be over.

This also subverted the perception of all Qi cultivation period monks and wizards on the battle of high-level monks.

It turns out that the stronger the battle, the more dangerous it is, and life and death are in an instant......

Compared with the battle in the foundation building period, the qi refining period is much more mother-in-law, if there is no decisive magic weapon, the flying sword is crushed, and the monks in the qi refining period generally rely on means such as fighting and talismans, slowly grinding the opponent to the point of exhaustion of mana, and finally separating the winner from loser......

However, at this time, like all Jindan period monks, his attention was completely different.

They are all mentally powerful people, and they are naturally able to discover many other things that other people can't discover.

Just when the red-haired monk and the Mai wizard were both hit at the same time.

Under the shroud of Nianchen's spiritual power, it was found that the essence and blood vitality in the bodies of these two people were being devoured by a strange force, and it was passing rapidly!

"Young boy, this seat has found that the formation fluctuations have become stronger again!"

"Damn, this time it's not a phantom array, but a formation similar to devouring a black hole has been quietly activated!"

"It seems that the big array left by this ancient witch barbarian is extraordinary, in addition to the exercise formation, it also contains the phantom array, the devouring formation, maybe there are other formations that have not yet exposed their breath......"

Nian Chen hurriedly interrupted Zhong Mubai's remnant soul's nagging and reminded: "You should use dim sum, pay attention to the direction from which the fluctuation of the formation aura is coming!"

"Nonsense, you still need to say it, I've been doing this all along!"

Zhong Mubai's voice was full of disdain.

Nian Chen coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then stopped talking.

This former Great Heavenly Venerable of the Other World has actually helped him enough.

What he is doing now is something he can't do at all, and he doesn't have to do it at all......

Although it is said that he is fused with his soul and lives and dies together, after all, this is his own personal matter, and there is a risk of death, and he really needs to be grateful to be able to get this powerful helper.

At this time, the crowd of people watching around finally noticed that there was something wrong with the two people in the middle of the circle.

Pierced through their bodies, their bodies quickly dried up like deflated balls, and the blood on their faces turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Miao Jiang Mai Wizard was fine, although his body had undergone drastic changes, but this person sat down cross-legged, his face was calm, even with a hint of pilgrimage fanaticism, his hands folded, and his mouth was chanting a gray and incomprehensible witch spell, or a ballad.

In the distance, hundreds of Miaojiang wizards, led by Yang Shouyi, also folded their hands and chanted the same incantation as the Mai monks, as if to bid farewell to this clansman.

On the other hand, the picture is very different.

The red-haired wizard who belonged to the Alliance of the Stagecoach Kingdom of the Moon Country looked at his rapidly shriveled body with horror and despair on his face, and exclaimed even more frantically:

"No...... My essence blood, my life force!"

"Why is this happening?"

"Master Tu, I don't want to die!"

The red-haired wizard suddenly ran in the direction of the others like crazy......

However, just halfway through the run, the essence and blood vitality in his body had been devoured, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

"Save Me ......"

"Save Master Tu from me!"

The red-haired wizard desperately stretched out his hand towards the figure, his mouth even weaker and crying for help.

At this time, the figure was also looking at his subordinates who were struggling to call for help with a complicated face, and when he looked at the hundreds of Wu clans in Miao Jiang opposite, he asked in a deep voice:

"Yang Shouichi, what the hell is going on?"

"Do you know something, but you hide it from us people?"

Yang Shouichi turned a deaf ear and continued to chant the incantation softly.

Moments later, two bodies were left with only skin and bones on the ground.

Almost at the same moment, the projection on the cliff began to appear again.

Unlike the previous two times, when only a few words appeared, this time, six or seven lines appeared on the projection wall in a row, a full hundred words, several times more than the previous two combined.

Almost everyone understood at once - the stronger the strength of these supreme beings who died, the better the sacrificial effect would be, and the faster the Ten Thousand Poison Witch Sutra would appear!

The picture that had just lost a fierce general, looked at Yang Shouyi with a fire-filled gaze: "The fourth game, start!"

Obviously, for this Jindan Great Monk, although it was very painful for the strong man under his command to become a sacrifice, it could not be compared to the complete Ten Thousand Poison Witch Sutra that was about to appear.

Whether it is the Tu, or the Miao Jiang Wu Clan, or almost all the monks in the entire canyon except for the Yanhuang Slaying Dragon Dongsheng Palace, the secret techniques they cultivate are all from the Ten Thousand Poison Witch Sutra.

For these people, the complete version of the Ten Thousand Poisons and Witch Sutra is the most precious treasure in this world, and it is also the hope that their strength will grow by leaps and bounds......

So, two more figures stood up under the secret order of the figure and the sheep Shouyi.

The sorcerer who sent the map out had a very complicated expression on his face, both the desire and the killing opportunity to kill the other party, but more of the fear that he would become a sacrifice.

And the wizards sent by Miao Jiang were like the clansmen who had just died, their faces were full of fanaticism, full of endless fighting spirit, and they didn't have the slightest fear of life and death.

In the year of watching from the sidelines, he even felt a pilgrimage-like aura from the body of the Miao Jiang wizard, as if for him, what was coming was not a life-and-death battle, but stepping into the highest hall of glory......

This made Nianchen can't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

Could it be that these Miao Jiang wizards already knew how the complete version of the Ten Thousand Poison Witch Sutra appeared?

What is the unknown relationship between them and the Moro clan behind the scenes?

Miaojiang Wu ......

Descendant of the Ancient Witches......

Nianchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to grasp some important points.

However, this is just speculation, and it needs to be further verified.

And at this time, the two people on the field have already begun to move......

This time, the two sides sent two Qi cultivation period cultivators, the Miao Jiang Wu Clan sent a young man who practiced Qi at the seventh level, and the Lanyue Country Stagehorse Country Alliance sent a middle-aged monk who was at the peak of the tenth level of Qi cultivation and was only one step away from building a foundation.

Obviously, the difference in strength between the two sides is very obvious.

If the young people of the Miao Jiang Wu Clan didn't have some ultimate killer skills as hole cards, it would be impossible to defeat the middle-aged monk of the tenth level of Qi cultivation.

Even in the eyes of almost everyone, it was a crushing victory!

Even the Jindan monk had a smile on his face.

Losing two games in a row, the third game is a lose-lose draw.

In this scene, I can finally save a little face.