Five Immortals Gate

"You are not strong enough and your speed is still too slow. Do you have to wait for them to run away?"

Just when the Snow Mosquito King was excited, Li Yan's voice suddenly reached its ears.

This made the Snow Mosquito King shudder, 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. They 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 and limbs hanging down. He was probably in serious danger.

On this side, the monster 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 die here.

The Snow Mosquito King 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 in one hand that the monk surnamed Min had held before. He looked at it repeatedly. He slightly raised his head and glanced at the Snow Mosquito King.

"I have refined a kind of poison that separates the poisonous body, and it is not weak anymore!"

Li Yan's eyes flashed for a few times. What the Snow Mosquito King had refined was the "Singing All the Way" that could corrode all things. It was a poison that Li Yan used one after another in the sect's competition.

Now it seems that the Snow Mosquito King 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 becoming more powerful, which increases the toxicity of the fragmented poison by several hundred percent.

On the other hand, there was a huge gap between the cultivation level of that monk and Li Yan.

Li Yan quickly turned his attention to the talisman in his hand. There were four fish-headed monks left. Their highest cultivation level was in the middle stage of foundation building.

The Snow Mosquito King is now approaching the peak of the second level, which is equivalent to a strong foundation-building monk who is infinitely close to the fake elixir realm.

He also practiced the poison skill of "Thousand Beasts Devouring Way" to help, and the speed of flying insect monsters was even faster.

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.

The Snow Mosquito King may not be able to be with his beloved concubine and his tribe for several years or even ten years.

In the distance, the Snow Mosquito King was surrounding a monk with a circle of purple water, and then quickly rushed in another 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 seemed to see Li Yan glancing here in its consciousness, it couldn't help but tremble again.

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r\u003e  “Damn, what does he want to do again? Why do I feel bad? I have to deal with these trash fish quickly.”

Although these monks from the Cangyu Sect were sure to kill the Snow Mosquito King, 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, the Snow Mosquito King let out a strange whistle.

"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 Fu Yan in his hand. This was the last thing that the fake elixir monk with a fish head planned to fight back with all his life.

As soon as Li Yan got the talisman paper, he felt a surge of energy.

"High-level Lingbao level talisman! This is actually a very good treasure."

The black spiritual energy in Li Yan's hand grew slightly, 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, but maintained it like this. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness had already reached out and swept towards the gold brick on the talisman.

After a while, Li Yan withdrew his magic power, and Fu Yan returned to his original appearance.

"It turns out to be called the 'Shattered Talisman', which is specially designed to attack the sea of ​​consciousness. This is a good thing. Although it is only effective for foundation-building monks and below, it is definitely a nightmare for ordinary foundation-building monks."

After Li Yan investigated for a while, he immediately took away Fu Yan. This thing didn't do much harm to him, but it was still a good thing.

Now that Li Yan's cultivation is far beyond the same level, this kind of thing that specifically targets the spiritual consciousness of monks in the foundation building and Qi condensation stages is actually extremely extraordinary.

The monk surnamed Min also spent a lot of money to obtain this life-saving object that attacks the spiritual consciousness.

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 the 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 search for souls, 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.

Any secrets would be revealed like beans poured out of a bamboo tube, not to mention that what Li Yan asked about was not a secret, but something that almost everyone knew among the monks in the Lost Continent.

When Li Yan was silent just now, he just looked into the other person's eyes coldly, while the other one used his spiritual power to draw pictures in the air.

When the word "holy" was spoken, the fish-headed monk surnamed Min screamed out in surprise.

"You are from the Holy Demon Palace, no, you are a human monk..."

Li Yan did not answer, and had already begun to plant poison in his body. At the same time, he 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 on the monk named 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 of the 'Holy Demon...Palace'...

If you have... no eyesight, I... I am willing to take it out..."

Although he still didn't understand how there could be a human disciple in the "Holy Demon Palace", he thought that the person in front of him must have some relationship with the "Saint Demon Palace".

Otherwise, why would you just keep drawing the "Holy Demonic 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.

The "Holy Demon Palace" has an inexplicable and unclear relationship with the 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 about the "Holy Demon Palace". They treat foreign monks who offend them very harshly.

The only explanation given to him was "I am from the 'Holy Demonic Palace'. Don't you know this logo? I will let you remember 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 expression changed constantly, and the thing he least expected to happen happened.

"It's really the 'Holy Demon Palace'!"

Li Yan murmured to himself. Although such an outcome was expected, it still made him feel powerless when he finally determined it.

At this moment, a ray of white light flew quickly, it was the Snow Mosquito King, but Li Yan still stood motionless, his expression a little desolate.

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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 huge city behind. 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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A few, it is the "Holy Demon City", the main city of the White Demon Clan.

The only "Holy Demon Palace" that can fight against the black demons in the entire Forgotten Continent is located in it.

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 various large and small immortal cultivating sects and aristocratic cultivating families that rely on the "Holy Demon Palace".

These sects and aristocratic families are inextricably linked to the "Holy Demon Palace". They did not choose to live in Lingshan Mountain, but have always lived adjacent to the "Holy Demon Palace".

Here, they can get the rich cultivation resources and protection of the "Holy Demon Palace".

The important thing is that with so many immortal sects and aristocratic families here, the exchange of various resources is more convenient and abundant.

The area 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, so in fact, the "Holy Demon City" is not very big.

Surrounded by numerous sects and aristocratic families, layers of mountains including the surrounding sub-series are occupied.

However, there are no real first-class sects in the "Holy Demon City". 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 the "Holy Demon City" and all have their own territories.

The main peak in the city reaches straight into the clouds, reaching no peak.

The "Holy Demon 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 ​​the "Saint Demon Palace", which is where the most primitive White Demon Clan resides.

The place with the strongest spiritual energy, the best terrain, and the widest area has been set up as a restricted area by the White Demon Clan.

Whenever someone enters the "Holy Demon City" for the first time, as soon as they enter the city gate, they will be amazed by the densely packed and dotted buildings, large and small.

Starting from the foot of the mountain, all the way up, there are layers upon layers of buildings, pavilions and pavilions intertwined with shadows.

"Holy 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 monks who shuttle through it.

The "Holy Demon Palace" and the giant city behind him were gradually moving away. Li Yan's face in the air was dull and silent.

He stayed in the "Holy Demon City" for a total of five days. In the end, let alone meeting Zhao Min, he couldn't stay even for a moment halfway up the mountain.

He was still more than ten miles away from the gate of the "Holy Demon Palace" halfway up the mountain, when he was blocked by the white demon guards in full armor.

After learning that Li Yan, a human monk, just came up to take a look out of curiosity, he was kicked off without ceremony.

Although Li Yan was still more than ten miles away from the gate of the "Holy Demon Palace", he could already sense the extremely dangerous aura. The feeling that the "Saint Demon Palace" gave him was that of an ancient peerless beast dormant here.