A whisper rang out from the col, and the monks who were about to go to the Lunar Blood Realm Mirage were each looking for someone to accompany them.

The bitter sea dressed in red and green stood up and wiped his mouth with his oily hands: "Liu Xiao'er, don't you go to find someone to be with?" I can tell your miscellaneous master that I will only promise to take care of you after entering the mirage, as for how to get there, you have to think about it yourself." ”

Liu Qinghuan patted the dust on his clothes, his eyes swept around those people, and said, "The younger generation thinks that in a completely unfamiliar environment, it is more conducive to hiding alone. ”

Obviously, there were a few people who thought the same way, standing on the periphery with their hands crossed, looking coldly at those who were in a hurry to talk to each other.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and two Yuanying monks and a Prajna Realm Zen master took the lead out of the mountain col and joined the next group of monks who were about to enter the spatial passage.

Liu Qinghuan silently checked the things on his body, and the magic weapons, healing pills, and specially prepared clothes were all placed at the front of the ring, and the two spirit beasts had returned to the spirit beast bag from the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map.

Before entering the journey to the Otherworld, he looked back behind him one last time.

Yun Mengze, I hope to see each other one day.

The experience of passing through the cross-border space passage was like sitting in a transcontinental teleportation circle a hundred times, his body rotating uncontrollably, and colorful light squeezing in from all directions, as if vowing to crush him.

In the next moment, he stumbled slightly, his feet sank, and he straightened up again.

The first thing that catches your eye is the two moons in the sky, one new moon and one full moon, each hanging on both sides of the sky, sprinkling the bright moon on the earth, illuminating a gloomy mountain range below.

The wind howled, and at the same time sent a strong bloody gas, as well as fierce shouts of killing and the sound of spells breaking through the air.

They were on a high mountain, and the entire summit had clearly been scorched by widespread lightning strikes, and had been nearly leveled. Another puddle of blood stained the ground black, and some stumps of charred flesh could be faintly seen.

A palace with a golden shield was located in the center of the mountaintop, and from time to time the monks of Yunmengze would enter and exit. The gravity circle seemed to have been laid down at the first time, but it couldn't stop the footsteps of the high-level otherworldly monks.

Fierce battles unfolded in the air, and the dazzling light of spells stood out in the dark moonlight. Liu Qinghuan noticed that there were still some people, who were scurrying around the top of the mountain, carefully dodging the attacks that leaked from the air, and quickly burying something in their hands into the ground.

And the group of monks who had entered before them had already rushed to the platform in front of the palace, where several high-ranking monks were standing, busily assigning tasks to various places at the bottom of the mountain.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little relieved, it seemed that the Immortal Cultivation Alliance had made full use of the opportunity created by the Great Yan Taizun, and quickly put down the Linglong Treasure Pavilion, established a defense, and fought to gain a firm foothold in the Yin Moon Blood Realm.

After being pushed behind him, Liu Qinghuan quickly moved to the side to make way for the monk who teleported from behind.

"Come all here!"

Liu Qinghuan turned his head and saw that the people in their group had gathered in a clearing next to him, so he followed him.

Kuhai and the other Yuanying Monk had disappeared without a trace, only the Yuanying Monk with the Dao name Emerald Void who had spoken before remained, and when he saw that everyone was together, he quickly said: "Remember, our mission is top secret, except for these people present, we must not reveal the slightest information about the mission to others! In addition, we don't know where we are in the Lunar Moon Blood Realm, but I believe that you are all elite monks selected by the Alliance, and this will not cause any obstacles to you!"

There was a hint of uneasiness on someone's face, the environment that was obviously different from Yun Mengze, and the lingering thick bloody breath made people's heartstrings tense. However, most of them were like Liu Qinghuan, their expressions were calm and almost indifferent.

Cui Xuan Zhenjun said sternly and resolutely: "The Great Mirage repents of the cliff, remember this place. The three of us will be waiting for you there for three years after we arrive. If you haven't arrived for three years, please find your own way into the sea, and now, get out of here for me at once!"

The others scattered one after another, Liu Qinghuan looked at it for a while, and then chose a direction to run down the mountain.

The mountain they had entered was oddly shaped, like a finger pointing to the sky, towering and straight. Beneath the peaks is like a clenched fist, covered in dense jungle.

Cuiwei's sword flashed at his side, and instantly turned into a big sword and slashed horizontally, forcing back a Jindan monk from another world who rushed towards him.

The man's tangled messy hair danced in the wind, and he couldn't hide from it, and he couldn't help but retreat in a hurry. At this time, seeing that the sneak attack failed, he smiled evilly, and no longer hid his figure, with a round of his hands, a disc-shaped magic weapon full of jagged teeth flew in with a sharp sound of breaking the air, pulling out a long trajectory composed of black ** qi.

Liu Qinghuan maintained the falling momentum, and the sword trick in his hand changed, but seeing that the wide Jingwei Sword suddenly converged all the ethereal blue-purple light, and even converged all the sword qi, there was a greater momentum condensed in a piece of peace, and he slashed towards the disc magic weapon!

The eight-character sword trick is back to the word, the sword is peaceful and returns to the basics, without a trace of fancy, but it makes the opponent have nowhere to dodge.

After hearing the extremely loud sonorous clash, the air around him shook violently, and he saw that the rapidly rotating disc magic weapon was forcibly held down, shattering and bursting in the grand sword momentum of the Hui Zi Jue.

The promisced-haired monk let out an angry roar, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Liu Qinghuan, smashed out his palms, and actually brought out a mighty tiger roar, rushing up to fight him!

Liu Qinghuan stepped a little, and under the opponent's thick arms, which were completely disproportionate to his body, he swayed and dodged like a weak catkins.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of another otherworldly monk approaching in the distance, Liu Qinghuan's face flashed, and the Jingwei sword, which had recovered into a slender sword body, escaped into the air, and the speed was so fast that only a streamer could be seen, and it slashed at the opponent's arms.

But when I heard the sound of "dang", the arm was cut up as if it was cut on a golden stone, and it was difficult to get close after only cutting two or three points.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked in his heart, this person's body was actually harder than a magic weapon?!

Seeing this, the Trouble-haired Monk couldn't help but laugh proudly, and with a big palm, he grabbed the Jingwei Sword that was tightly clamped by its muscles.

How could Liu Qinghuan let him succeed, Jingwei Sword shook its head and tail under its palm, and the slender sword body shrank into a short dagger as thin as cicada wings and crystal clear in an instant, with slight ripples, and escaped into the void when he closed his palm.

The Trouble-haired Monk screamed in disbelief, but he felt a chill in the back of his head, and he slammed forward in shock, narrowly avoiding the blue-purple sword light that would escape again.

"Fellow Daoists, do you want to help?" The otherworldly monk who rushed to Dao grabbed his hand into the air, and a cloud of silver and white like flowing water appeared in his hand, as if he had caught a handful of moonlight.

Liu Qinghuan retreated defensively and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue.

"Get out of here!" the Friar Rancher seemed to feel that he had lost face, and his face was not good-looking, and he roared angrily: "This man is mine, and the things on his body are also mine, even if you help, I will not give you a cent!"

These words made the monk who was about to come forward have a cold face, and snorted: "I don't know what to do, I'm afraid that you will have a life to fight or not!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at the dark mountains and forests below him. If you continue to pestering here, there is no guarantee that no more people from the other world will come.

The messy-haired monk sneered at the man's back, slapped his palm in front of his chest, and black ink-like demonic energy instantly gushed out from his body, and his body pounced like that evil tiger as soon as he twisted, punching Liu Qinghuan one punch after another.

The offensive of the two sides changed immediately, Liu Qinghuan would not use his body to collide with his powerful fists and feet, and his body fell down like a falling leaf in the bursting wind, and at the same time, the Jingwei sword slashed out again and again, blocking waves of attacks.

The two of you have been back and forth, and they have been fighting for several rounds in a few moments. Liu Qinghuan fell castrated faster, and after a while, he fell into the jungle below.

The jungle had been shattered by thunder before, with charred trees half-toppling together, and smoke in some places. The ground was covered with a thick layer of ash, which swept everywhere at the slightest wind.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out a spiritual power shield that was close to his body, isolating the ashes. The offensive behind him was still continuous, but he was not too lazy to entangle with it anymore, and the powerful divine sense condensed into an invisible whip, which was thrown out without reservation, and the force was so fierce that the void seemed to explode with a bang!

Suddenly, the promiscuous monk let out a scream and rolled uncontrollably into the web-like vines.

Liu Qinghuan raised his sword and fell, and the screams turned into the last breath of astonishment before death, and then returned to silence.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand, used his spiritual power to capture the other party's storage bag, and touched a black leaf from his chest.

"Is this ......?" he picked up the leaf and looked at it, only to see that both sides were covered with needle-tip-sized lunar inscriptions, but it was a kind of body refining technique.

Liu Qinghuan quickly swept a paragraph, this is about the practice that the person cultivated, it seems to be absorbing the power of the moon to refine the body.

But this was not the time to look closely, he threw the leaf into the ring, leaned back, and sank into a big tree.

Recalling the terrain he had recorded from the air before, Liu Qinghuan found the south, summoned the first day of the first year to enter the black and white horizon, and quickly fled out of the mountain.

Soon, he was at the foot of the mountain, and in front of him was the battlefield where the low-ranking monks were fighting.

Yun Mengze's side entered the Yin Moon Blood Realm immediately after Dayan Taizun ascended, so he was able to occupy this mountain so smoothly, and at the same time advanced the battle line to ten miles at the foot of the mountain.

There is a large river there, the surface of the river is only a few dozen zhang wide, but it is extremely turbulent, and the sound of galloping is like thousands of troops and horses marching.

The two realms fought fiercely on this river.

Compared to the Yin Moon Blood Realm side, which had a large number of people, Monk Yunmengze was obviously better at cooperating with the battle. Each squad or a few people, or a dozen people, attack and defend each other, and form a large team, and the large team is divided into several directions, each team has a god-killing monk in front of the sharp knife, under the command of the sound crystal in the ear, or rush to the left, or to the right, on the surface of the river and the otherworldly monk in and out.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but stand and watch for a while, he knew that Yan Jing was not only in the overall situation, but his command in the subtleties of the battlefield was extremely good, but it was the first time he was outside the bureau and observed from the side from a distance.

At the same time, he is also looking for a gap and thinking about how to get through this fierce battlefield.

In the air is the battlefield of high-ranking monks, even under the surface of the water, there are undercurrents, and the eyes move to the right, where a majestic waterfall hangs, and the abundant water vapor rises half a mountain, but there are not many people nearby.

Liu Qinghuan patted Chu Yi's head, pointed to that place and said, "Chu Yi, let's go from there." ”

"Water!" came the grunt of dissatisfaction in the head of the first year, the little one did not like to be wet with water.

Reluctantly, she obediently turned around and made a few leaps to the waterfall.

A man and a beast clinging to the waterfall, speeding through the mist and dodging the occasional otherworldly monk.

Fortunately, the river was not wide, and it didn't take long for them to smuggle across the river.

The mountains and forests here also have traces of being affected by the thunderstorm, but they are not almost completely destroyed like the other side, and there are more monks from other worlds coming and going, and it is becoming more and more difficult to get through.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and let the first year fly a little higher.

In the black and white vision, everything that contains aura shines, and the more radiant it is, the greater the cultivation.

And on a hill to the east of where he was currently prescribed, several sun-like rays of light gathered together, and that was also the most crowded place, much brighter than the others.

That should be the camp of the otherworldly monks. Liu Qinghuan pondered and glanced around.

After the general route was engraved in his mind, he asked Chu Yi to find the corner of the mountain and rock, but in a moment, he had changed into a Yin Moon Blood Realm clothing with an obvious style, his body was half a head taller, his complexion was darker and thicker than before, and the cheekbones on his face were even higher, and his face looked strange.

Chu Yi returned to the spirit beast bag, and his body shook, and he escaped into a small tree half a person tall next to him.

The two otherworldly monks with swords turned around the rocks and looked around with wary expressions.

"I said no. One of them said, his voice in the usual low and muffled language of the Yin Moon Blood Realm: "You're too nervous, those people are blocked by us at the Phalanx Peak, it's impossible to get here through the battlefield." Let's go, I heard that the top is angry, and they haven't beaten those otherworlders back for so long, and they're very annoyed!"

The other man slashed at the little tree with a fierce sword! Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, he snorted and muttered, "Don't you see that the blood over there has stained the river red, why don't they go to death themselves? Let's go, let's find a place to cat, fuck it!"

The two cursed and turned to walk away, and Liu Qinghuan had already fled when this person appeared.

He locked all the aura around his body, allowing himself to completely merge with the wood qi, looking for a space to escape to the west where there were the least people.

The nights of the Lunar Moon Blood Realm are extremely long, three times as long as the day. There are three moons in this world, but only two appear tonight, because one of them is a crescent moon, so the moon is only slightly brighter, and the mountains below are still shrouded in darkness.

The further out you go, the quieter and denser the jungle becomes, and it is almost impossible to walk where you are not struck by lightning.

The tall trees held up the vast space, but it was filled with vines, which stretched out in all directions, tangled in trees, grass, and other places where they could, and the wide leaves kept out the moonlight, forming a huge web of darkness, and all who entered the forest seemed to be swallowed by it.

However, this could not hinder Liu Qinghuan, but made his march smoother, and by the time the fish belly rose in the east, he had already left the battlefield of the two realms.