Chapter 139 Nangong Wan's Crisis
Hundreds of miles away, Ye Changsheng stood on a mountain top, observing the battlefield in the distance with the help of a special talisman.
His attention was mainly focused on the battlefield where the Jindan cultivators were fighting each other. As for the battle between the foundation-building cultivators, he only looked for a moment before looking away.
The battlefield between the two camps of Jindan monks was very vast.
The Jindan cultivators dispersed from each other, each with their own opponents, and the fighting was extremely brutal.
After a night of fighting, many people had died and many had fled the battlefield.
There are less than two hundred people on the entire vast Jindan battlefield.
Nangong Wan was also among them.
Opposite her was another female cultivator who looked like she was from the Hehuan Sect. Her every move was full of charm.
It seems that there is not much difference in strength between the two of them. Although Nangong Wan has always had the advantage, her attacks are always blocked by the defensive magic weapon of the opponent, and she can't do anything to the opponent.
Looking at their faces, both of them were pale and obviously seriously injured.
After a night of fighting, I don’t know how much mana I have left.
The hundreds of Jindan cultivators here are all like this, and each of them looks like they have consumed a huge amount of mana.
Ye Changsheng noticed that some Jindan cultivators would quickly evacuate when they could no longer hold on.
Exit the battlefield.
However, the exit process is not smooth . Some people can escape successfully, while others will be killed by the enemy's Jindan cultivators during the escape.
"ah……"
A scream was heard, and a Jindan cultivator was unfortunately killed.
"Get lost!"
A demon who was in the process of forming a golden elixir consumed his essence and blood and used several powerful secret techniques to blast away the enemies around him, then turned into a streak of blood and fled into the distance at a high speed.
"Chase!"
A Jindan cultivator from the Nine-Nation Alliance immediately chased after him, wanting to give the fallen enemy a beating.
Such scenes were happening everywhere on the battlefield.
Scenes of pursuit and escape between Jindan monks are endless.
"Little sister, you are so beautiful, what's the point of staying in Yanyue Sect? Why don't you come to Hehuan Sect ? I will introduce you to some powerful ones, have fun!"
Opposite Nangong
"snort!"
With a cold snort, a hint of anger appeared on Nangong Wan's cold face, and the Vermillion Bird Ring ignited with red flames all over the sky and smashed down with a loud bang.
"Ouch, I'm angry!"
The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect giggled, twisted her snake-like waist, and a pink brocade handkerchief flew up from above her head, emitting a pink cloud that held up the Vermillion Bird Ring.
"You can't even stand hearing such talk. Are you still a pure girl? As far as I remember , your Yanyue Sect isn't that plain and simple!"
The female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect had charming eyes as she teased Nangong Wan with words and used her charm to disturb her mind.
"Could it be that no one wants you in the Yanyue Sect? Hehehe, no one wants such a beautiful woman, could it be that you have some unspeakable illness?"
Nangong Wan had a cold face and was not overly excited by the other party's constant teasing.
She had no idea how many times she had heard such words since she had been confronted with this person.
There were even more obscene and indescribable words. Every verbal attack from the other party only made the murderous intent in her heart more intense.
"ah……"
Suddenly, a scream was heard not far from Nangong Wan.
She was shocked and discovered with a quick glance of her spiritual sense that a senior fellow from the Yanyue Sect had been killed.
After this man was killed, the man who had fought with him turned around with a grim smile and looked at Nangong Wan.
"Mrs. Miao, you haven't dealt with this guy yet. How about I help you?"
"Why, Blue Devil, are you attracted to her?"
"Hehe, the woman from the Yanyue Sect practices the same martial arts as our Hehuan Sect. If I can take her essence from her, it will be of great benefit to my cultivation!" The man named Lan Mo had a fiery light flashing in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over and joined forces with Madam Miao to attack Nangong Wan.
The two Jindan masters of the Hehuan Sect attacked together. Nangong Wan soon became exhausted. She looked around but could not see anyone who could come to help her.
Nangong Wan's pretty face changed and she began to think of backing out.
The magic formula in her hand suddenly changed. In an instant, the Vermillion Bird Ring made a clear cry, flames surged, and a red Vermillion Bird flew up.
"boom!"
Zhuque rushed forward and knocked away the magic weapons of the two demons. At the same time, a talisman in Nangong Wan's hand was activated, which quickly brought her dozens of miles away.
Transforming into a stream of light, Nangong Wan fled from the battlefield.
After experiencing many battles in succession, her magic power has been severely depleted.
"I have already killed a Jindan demon, so I have done my best for the Nine-Nation Alliance!" Nangong Wan thought to herself as a figure appeared in the distance.
After the battle last night, she had already killed a Jindan cultivator from the magic path.
It was precisely in order to kill that person that she consumed a great deal of her energy, which was why she ended up in a draw with the woman from the Hehuan Sect later on.
Otherwise, with Nangong Wan's strength, she thought that even if she couldn't kill the woman from the Hehuan Sect, she could easily drive her away.
It wouldn't be like now where we are completely helpless against the other party.
Nangong Wan wanted to escape, but the two people from the Hehuan Sect would not let her go easily, and they chased after her immediately.
whoosh!
Whoosh…
The three Jindan monks quickly rushed hundreds of miles away from the battlefield while chasing.
Nangong Wan was halfway through her escape when she suddenly heard a voice. Her eyes moved and she immediately changed direction, rushing to the side and front.
The two Jindan cultivators from the Hehuan Sect did not notice anything unusual and chased after them.
When passing a small hill, the two people's eyes suddenly blurred and the scenery changed drastically, as if they had walked into a world of ice and snow.
"Formation?!"
Cries of surprise came from the mouths of the two Jindan masters from the Hehuan Sect, and they looked at the scene in front of them with some horror.
"This woman, did she bury a formation here in advance?" The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, named Lan Mo, had an incredible look on his face.
He thought that this was Nangong Wan's prior preparation before going to the battlefield.
“Buzz!”
There was a tremor in the world where the formation was located, and ice cones suddenly condensed in the void and shot towards the two people densely.
Madam Miao threw the handkerchief in her hand, which emitted a hazy pink light that enveloped her.
Icicles hit it one by one, but it couldn't make any movement.
The Blue Demon used magic weapons to bombard wildly, not only crushing a large number of ice cones, but also attacking the main body of the formation.
It seems that this formation cannot last long under the hands of two Jindan cultivators.
"Don't hold back, or that little bitch will run away!" Blue Demon yelled to Madam Miao beside him.
"Run? Today, this is where you will die!" Such a cold voice came from outside the formation.
