The peaks shimmered with all kinds of light, countless trees were knocked down by the aftermath of the battle, and the whole mountain seemed to be immersed in fireworks, covered in a variety of colors.

However, due to the influence of the special environment here, cultivators could only use the power of the Qi Yao Realm to fight.

For most people, this strength had a way to defend, so the battle became more anxious, and no one could make it to the top of the mountain.

Of course, for the supreme powerhouses of the major sects, the oppressive power of the environment is much smaller.

From time to time, they raised their strength above the divine realm, unleashing attacks that contained a large amount of heaven and earth power.

But these supremes were also very careful, and after clearing the siege with one move, they put away their strength and continued to rely on their qi strength to fight with the power of the Qi Yao Realm.

Every Supreme has some scruples, if the power of heaven and earth in his body is exhausted prematurely, then he must leave this place as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you can't use the power of the Divine Realm, and in front of other supremes, you will be no different from an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

However, it is not possible to use the power of the Divine Realm at all.

Even if it has been maintained at the power level of the Qi Yao Realm, the power of heaven and earth in the body will be quickly lost, and it will be exhausted in most of the day.

All Divine Realm cultivators, especially Divine Realm Supreme Cultivators, were facing the same problem at this moment.

They are like holding a large wooden barrel full of water, and they want to use the water in the barrel to knock out their opponent and win.

But the barrel is leaking, and the more you use it, the faster it leaks.

In the sky, the sect leader of the Wen Sword Sect, Jian Hua, and the ruthless Zhuang Zhuang master Ge ruthlessly, exerted the power of the divine realm and exchanged four or five moves.

The roar was accompanied by rounds of shockwaves that swept over the peaks, shaking the entire mountain slightly.

Countless pieces of mud and broken branches and leaves of trees rolled down the hillside, and the drizzle in the air was pushed by the impact like silver needles.

After four or five moves, both of them noticed that the power of heaven and earth in their bodies was draining too quickly, and the speed was simply terrifying.

The existing power of heaven and earth in Blade Hua's body was only enough for him to release the power of the six turns of the Void God Realm, and Ge Wuru was not much better, and the existing power was only enough to reach the Divine Realm.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ge ruthlessly and decisively withdrew his hand, lowered his strength to the Qi Yao Realm level, and at the same time flew down the mountain with a light.

He is different from others, he has a divine weapon in his hands.

If the strength drops too much, there will inevitably be other people who are greedy and will kill him and rob him.

While Fei Ge was ruthless, he scolded and muttered: "What kind of shit place is this, the power of heaven and earth is lost so quickly!"

If you don't fight, if you don't fight, Lao Tzu has no disaster in hand, and you can't be greedy and lose your capital.

Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, it's a big deal to wait for the gods to recognize the lord and then find an opportunity to grab it. ”

Ge ruthlessly fell into the mountain forest, hiding in the dense foliage and flying towards the edge of the white mist barrier.

He is ready to leave here and go outside to recover, and the things inside will depend on whether Ge An can seize the opportunity.

Seeing Ge relentlessly fleeing, Jian Hua hurriedly seized the opportunity to laugh a few words, and then immediately flew to the crowd of elders and disciples of the Wenjian Sect to gain protection.

However, this kind of environment is a gift from God to Zheng Qiu.

He slashed the wooden stick to the tiger's wind, and used Mu Qianjun to fight all the way to the top of the mountain, which was simply invincible.

Bumped into a Guangxin Sect disciple head-on, and the bald disciple saw Zheng Qiu coming up, and panicked and used his spiritual power to make a move to evade, trying to push Zheng Qiu away.

At the same time, he turned around and flew to the woods on the right side to find the sect elders for help.

Zheng Qiu gritted his teeth, relying on the dragon entangled golden seal to resist, a large number of scale-like golden veins appeared on the surface of his body, and for a moment he seemed to be wearing a golden scale armor.

When, a spark collided in front of his chest, and Zheng Qiu threw out two vines and grass to attack the other party.

"Give me back!"

The vine grass wrapped around the ankle of the Guangxin Sect disciple, dragging him backwards with a strong force, and flew back to Zheng Qiu in the blink of an eye.

Before he could speak, a stick slammed down on his head, and then there was a buzz in his head, and he didn't know anything.

After smashing the Guangxin Sect disciple, Zheng Qiu glanced at the woods in front of him.

According to the performance of the other party just now, the large army of the Guangxin Sect should be in this direction, and they can't rush to the top ten sects, after all, they are numerous and powerful, and there are supreme powerhouses to support them.

He changed direction and headed to the left, rolled over and jumped up the tree, stepping on the branches and jumping continuously.

Attacks of various colors and forms kept flying around him, and Zheng Qiu was like a small flying insect sheltering from the rain, moving and dodging among the countless raindrops.

Jumping to avoid a column of air flying out of nowhere, he brushed aside the branches and leaves in front of him and fell onto another large tree.

At the moment of falling, a group of black-clothed figures suddenly appeared in the field of vision, seemingly cultivators of the same sect.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly reached out and patted on the branch, using his divine power to cause the branch to grow five or six new branches, and sprout and spread the leaves to form a green wall to cover himself.

After confirming that the other party had not noticed, he carefully brushed away the leaves and observed through the gaps.

These people were dressed in tight-fitting black, and their faces were wrapped in a special black cloth towel, and their faces were completely visible.

They were dealing with three other strange cultivators, fighting as they kept looking for opportunities to throw black balls with a spark that exploded in the air to release flames and shards.

This is a fire thunder bullet, which is more powerful than the kind that can be bought normally, and it is obvious that these people are cultivators of the Ink Shadow Valley.

"There are still a lot of people in the Valley of Ink Shadow!"

Roughly counting, there are a total of twenty-four black-clothed cultivators, of course, this is only the number of people in this place, and there may be other members of the Ink Shadow Valley in other places.

Those three strange cultivators were the opponents of the Ink Shadow Valley, and they quickly lost their strength to fight back under the indiscriminate bombardment of the fire and thunder bombs.

The blast blast blew out the energy and light on his body, and shrapnel pierced through clothing and skin, tearing flesh and bones apart.

As the meridians and acupuncture points were destroyed, the qi energy was rapidly lost, and the three of them were finally blown into pieces and sprinkled into the depths of the dense forest.

And in the process, Zheng Qiu discovers a strange place.

The twenty-four Ink Shadow Valley cultivators didn't all attack, and nine of them didn't make any attack movements from beginning to end, they stood tightly in a circle, surrounding another strange man in black in the middle.

Instead of wearing tight-fitting clothes, the man in black wore a very wide robe with a hood on it, covering his entire head inside.

At first, Zheng Qiu thought that the man in black in the middle was the valley master of the Ink Shadow Valley.

But he soon realized that he had guessed wrong.

The air currents from the explosion of the fire and thunder bombs blew through, lifting the sleeves and hems of the robe, revealing a large gray sheen.

This gray thing is actually an iron chain, each one as thick as a wrist, and the surface of the chain link is also engraved with fine symbols, which should be a spell that has a reinforcing effect.

In other words, the nine people on the side never made a move, in order to keep an eye on the guy who was bound by the chains.