As soon as the two sides made a move, nine people in the north, including Wu Yingyi, took over the attack of the twelve moon worshippers, and Qian Baishou, He Yuanji, and Wu Qinghuan in the south faced six moon worshippers.

This kind of on-the-spot response with different considerations is hasty but fair. The three of them in the south were each under the pressure of an extra moon worshipper, which was also an understandable arrangement. After all, Qian Baishou and He Yuanji were both mid-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion Realm, even if they were one against two, they didn't have much pressure to a certain extent.

As for the fat monk of the Holy Rune Sect, Wu Yingyi, he was already facing the middle-aged monk who was the leader of the Moon Worship Immortal Kingdom alone at this moment.

The three people in the southern realm faced the six people on the moon worship side, and He Yuanji fought alone against the two moon worship monks of the third layer of the Purple Mansion Realm, because of the assistance of the immortal beast Fengyun Eagle from the side, plus his original realm was one level higher than the opposite side, and the two of them were defeated and retreated in almost a very short time.

After Wu Qinghuan, the elder of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Valley, faced the two people in the same realm, he fought and left, and seeing that He Yuanji had the upper hand, he led the opponent to He Yuanji's side, trying to rely on He Yuanji's immortal beast power to share part of the pressure.

Tongtian Sect Elder Qian Baishou because he had the highest realm among the three, he received the attack of the two Moon Worship Monks at the beginning, his eyes constantly patrolled the crowd, while entangled with the two Moon Worship Monks, and at the same time led the two of them to the edge of the battle circle on the northern side, but in his heart he was fighting the same abacus as Wu Qinghuan, but the object was replaced by a group of people from the north.

Seeing Qian Baishou's sneaky movements, everyone in the north cursed in their hearts, and they had already fought to the side with their chosen opponents, and immediately distanced themselves from Qian Baishou who came over.

It's just a tug of the battle circle, although on the surface it is still a fierce attack from you to and from me, but secretly it seems a little funny.

After such a long time, after the fat monk Wu Ying of the Holy Rune Sect faced the middle-aged monk on the side of the moon worship, the situation was really a little bad.

It turned out that the middle-aged monk didn't look good, but his cultivation had reached the sixth layer of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he was only one step away from stepping into the ranks of the late stage great monks, and his strength was not enough for Wu Ying, who had just been promoted to the fifth layer of the Purple Mansion Realm, could compete.

As soon as the two fought, Wu Ying noticed that a bright moon-shaped mark appeared in the center of this person's eyebrows, and a heart immediately sank to the bottom.

He was no stranger to this moon-shaped mark, and almost all of the high-ranking monks of the Moon God Sect had this mark on their eyebrows. As the first sect of the Moon Worship Immortal Kingdom, the Moon Worship Sect carved this mark by the monks in the sect is not for the sake of beauty.

It is said that the depiction and cultivation of this moon-shaped mark is to cooperate with a special immortal technique of the Moon Worship God Sect, and if this immortal technique is used to stimulate this seal, it can have a magical means that far exceed the current realm that can be used, which is the horror of this seal.

After fighting for a few breaths, the fat monk of the Holy Rune Sect, Wu Ying, was swept into his body by the purple flying sword sword offered by the middle-aged monk, and a strange cold made his hands stiffen.

Seeing the purple flying sword spinning in the air, and attacking at an extremely fast speed, Wu Ying raised his hand and released a cyan dao talisman, turning into a huge green bowl and covering the flying sword body.

The purple sword collided with the green bowl, making a crisp sound of 'ding', but the flying sword knocked the green bowl several zhang away, and the slightly sluggish sword body shook for a while, turning into three purple pillars of light and slashing towards Wu Ying.

Seeing this, Wu Ying pushed his palms forward, and the immortal technique erupted with the Yuan Force in his palm, transforming into a huge white cloud crane, waving his wings and rolling the three purple pillars of light under his feathers.

"Boom boom!"

After a muffled sound like a cannon, the white cloud crane transformed by the immortal magic gradually blurred, and was finally scattered. The three pillars of purple light turned into the body of the purple flying sword, and slashed towards the top of Wu Ying's head.

In this fight, whether it was the Dao Talisman or the Immortal Technique, they were all suppressed by the other party, and Wu Ying flew back to avoid the fatal blow of the purple flying sword, but he knew that he was suffering in his heart. He had just broken through the fifth-layer realm of the Purple Mansion, and against this opponent of the sixth-layer Great Perfection in the middle of the Purple Mansion Realm, he was really a bit of a duck on the shelves.

Seeing that the other two battle circles were less against more, and the situation was also not optimistic, he could only grit his teeth and persist, barely supporting the middle-aged monk to deal with.

This kind of battle between the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm, to say that one side can easily kill the other, is originally a rare thing.

After all, as a cultivator of the Purple Mansion Realm, he is already a group of people at the top of the immortal realm, and all kinds of immortal arts and exotic treasures that he has accumulated over the years are endless, even if he can't beat them, he can use his means to quickly escape.

If it weren't for being besieged and killed, or if the realm gap was too big, and the immortal Dao method was suppressed too hard, it would generally be able to survive for half a day. Even if you are defeated and leave, at most you are playing a cat and mouse game where you chase me, and most of the battles that fall into the escape technique are often lost.

After all, among the monks of the same realm, if they really want to distinguish between them in terms of flight speed, I am afraid that only the chasing side is too clever in escaping, intercepting the fleeing side at several times the speed of the enemy, and can kill it with thunderous means.

Otherwise, such a battle of escape techniques is often a chase that stretches for thousands of miles, and it is difficult to see the difference without a lot of effort.

It's just that in this way, even if you catch up and kill the other party, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not be counterattacked by pressing the bottom of the box, which is often not a good thing for both sides.

If the loss of the chasing and fighting method away from everyone is too great, and it gives others an opportunity to take advantage of, then it is really more than worth the loss. This is also the reason why once high-level monks fall into the battle of retreat, most of them will not be able to do so.

The day before yesterday, because of the huge disparity in numbers, the Moon Worshipping side was besieged and killed by the Dasheng side, causing the two Purple Mansion Realm monks to fall on the spot, such a loss is an extremely heavy price for either side.

This time, the moon worship side sent the middle-aged monk who was perfect at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion Realm to lead the team, and the number of people who came to the Purple Mansion Realm was several more than that of the Dasheng side, and they also wanted to take the North Plains Slope with one blow to stop the loss.

If you can rely on the advantage in numbers, as well as the strength of the leading middle-aged monks, and take the opportunity to kill one or two people to get some ground, it will naturally be the best result.

After two groups of people fought for a while, He Yuanji and Wu Qinghuan finally became one, and the two of them and one beast faced the four people on the moon worship side, and they still held each other and did not fall behind. The immortal beasts in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm were too powerful, and it could be said that Fengyun Ying alone could easily deal with two early Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, not to mention He Yuanji, who was at the fourth level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Tongtian Sect Elder Qian Baishou wandered around a few times, and it was even easier to deal with the two Purple Mansion in the early stage alone, and he even had the strength to spare, and his eyes went straight to the crowd of people fighting on both sides.

On the other side, although the eight people in the northern realm were a little difficult against more than ten moon worship monks, relying on a few mid-stage Purple Mansion Realm monks, they also held on to each other in a short period of time.

Only the fat monk of the Holy Rune Sect, Wu Ying, was in an increasingly dangerous situation at the moment.

It stands to reason that his cultivation is already a cut below that of the middle-aged monk, and all kinds of methods such as immortal arts have almost been suppressed by the other party, and he should have withdrawn as soon as possible.

But he was confined to the identity of the monk led by the Holy Rune Sect, and he couldn't get off the stage because he was a little strong, and even continued to add Yuan Force, driving the Dao Fu to continuously force the middle-aged monk who was on the opposite side of the sixth-layer perfection of the Purple Mansion Realm, which was really a bit of a misunderstanding.

The next moment, the huge blue bowl transformed by the cyan rune seal was struck open by the middle-aged monk's flying sword, and after this round of countless blocks, it finally turned into a broken cyan rune seal, which was torn into debris by the sword gang.

Wu Ying burst into a shout, raised his hand and threw a yellow talisman seal at the middle-aged monk, and the talisman seal rose against the storm, turning into a blood-colored long blade several zhang long, and slashed straight at the top of the middle-aged monk's head.

The middle-aged monk looked at the blood-colored long blade with an indifferent expression, raised a hand and flicked his fingers, and a crisp sword sound sounded, and the purple flying sword returned at an extremely fast speed, and the blood-colored long blade transformed by the spirit rune was opened one by one, followed by purple light and shadow, and continued to follow the blood-colored long blade.

Although the Dao Talisman of the Holy Rune Sect is powerful, it still needs a considerable Yuan Force Realm as a support, and in the face of the flying sword driven by a middle-aged monk who is much higher than his own realm, its power and durability are naturally slightly inferior.

In just a moment, the blood-colored long blade was chased down by the purple flying sword repeatedly, and it was faintly irresistible, as if it was going to follow in the footsteps of the giant blue bowl rune treasure in the next moment.

The middle-aged monk no longer cared about the flying sword that chased and slashed the blood-colored long blade, and instantly formed a seal with his hands, and used his immortal magic to derive a huge red fire phoenix, which rolled towards Wu Ying overwhelmingly.

Immediately after this immortal technique, he raised his hand and released a palm-sized piece of white jade-like object, and in just a moment, it shot forward with the fire phoenix extremely quickly.

These two methods were emitted almost at the same time, and the red fire phoenix shone brightly, covering the white jade thing for a short time.

Wu Yingzhi only used immortal magic to transform a jet-black giant shield in front of him, and when the giant shield collided with the fire phoenix, he was shocked to realize that a white object was breaking through the shield of the giant shield from the side and shooting straight towards him.

He took a look at this sudden foreign object, and saw that it was a white jade object that shot out, and his pupils shrank slightly, and when his body suddenly hid, he slapped out a white swaying talisman in front of him.

The talisman swept and weathered into an octagonal round mirror, and at this critical moment, the white jade thing was blocked from the outside.

Oh, only to hear a boom, the white jade thing suddenly exploded, emitting a blazing white light, attracting everyone around to stop and look over.

After the white light flashed, the octagonal round mirror transformed by the white talisman seal had been blown apart, and Wu Ying's body was wrapped in a miserable white strange flame at this moment, constantly rolling in the air, letting out bursts of heart-rending howls.

Some people died, but not completely......