Chapter 229: Hope Vanished

At this moment, on Qianqiu Mountain, in addition to the panic in the back of the abdomen, even on the top of the mountain, the atmosphere is heavy.

At the center of the summit sits the Senaki Hall, which has symbolized the highest majesty of Mt. Senaki throughout the ages.

"Report to the sect master, there is only two-fifths of the strength left in the Qianqiu Great Array, and it is about to be shattered, and I ask the sect master to give instructions!" A disciple hurriedly ran into the hall, and knelt down on one knee to report without asking for instructions.

"Got it, explore again!" At the height of the main hall, a majestic voice came, although it was not angry, but anyone could hear the trace of anxiety that could not be hidden.

The speaker was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his aura was magnificent, sitting in the first place at the moment, his breath was as vast as a mountain, as if every breath could kill people, and everyone below couldn't raise their heads.

This person is the twelfth generation sect master of Qianqiu Mountain, Qianqiu Ba.

"Do you have a way to deal with the beast tide in your hearts?" Qianqiu Ba's majestic gaze swept over everyone present, including Elder Zhong Heng, who was impressively listed.

"Sect Master, this time two rounds of king-level beast tides appeared together, which is unique in thousands of years, and we must immediately send a rescue message to other sects in the Southern Regions, otherwise our sect will be in great trouble!" an elder stepped forward and said with a heartfelt voice.

Qianqiu Ba fell into deep thought after hearing this, it is estimated that there are as many as 20,000 king-level demon beasts, and there are only less than 10,000 disciples of his Qianqiu Sect, this is indeed a way.

"Sect Master, there is something about the old decay, I don't know whether to talk about it or not!" Zhong Heng stood up and arched his hand.

"Tell me about it!" Chiakiba nodded, and slowly looked at him.

"Two days ago, a disciple of Ling Xiao came to my Qianqiu Mountain, wanting to help us fight against the beast tide, and the moment after the old man picked him up the mountain, the beast tide broke out, this is too much of a coincidence, the old man guessed that the Lingxiao Temple has great powers, and he has already predicted the disaster of my Qianqiu Mountain this time, and sent a second disciple to help!" Zhong Heng had been on his own mountain before, and he was summoned to the main hall to know the difficulty of the beast tide, and at this moment, he suddenly thought of Ye Fan, only to feel that it was too much of a coincidence.

"Oh, why don't you tell me about such a big thing, quickly invite that Ling Xiao disciple to go up the mountain, and this sect will meet you in person!" When Qianqiu Ba heard this, his eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.

Lingxiao Palace, the place that symbolizes the pinnacle of the dynasty's martial arts, can predict the past and the future, which is not unusual.

"This ......" As Zhong Heng spoke, a woman's face changed sharply, although she was wearing a light veil, she couldn't see her specific face, but she could still see the tension in her heart at the moment from her slightly trembling body.

"Back to ...... Back to his father, that Ling Xiao disciple was the one who killed Ling Yue, and at this moment, he had been designed by Senior Brother Ling Min to be beaten into the beast tide, and there were no bones left!"

If Ye Fan was really the savior sent by Ling Xiao Palace, then she and Ling Min would both become sinners of the sect through the ages.

"What?" Hearing this, not only Qianqiu Ba, but all the elders present exclaimed in surprise, especially Zhong Heng, who looked incredulous.

"Who dared to kill Ling Xiao's disciples, who gave Ling Min the guts?" Qianqiu Ba finally saw a glimmer of hope, but at this moment, it turned into an illusion, and he was immediately furious.

"Uh...... Father, you extinguish the fire, now is not the time to pursue Senior Brother Ling Min, dealing with the beast tide is the most important, all of you present can rely on the extremely strong cultivation to leave safely, but the disciples of the Eight Thousand Sect can't do it, and the people of the Southern Regions can't bear it!" Although Shadow Moon has been playing petty a lot of the time, her essence is still very kind, and at this moment, she is not defending Ling Min, but keeping the world in mind and putting the overall situation first.

"Alas, the reinforcements of other sects are too late, and that Ling Xiao disciple is also gone, could it be that this Qianqiu Mountain is really going to be destroyed by my Qianqiu Ba today!" Qianqiu Ba sighed suddenly, as if he had lost the strength of his whole body, and he rarely showed a depressed appearance in front of everyone.

But what Zhong Heng revealed hit him too hard, he already firmly believed that Ye Fan was the savior of this crisis, and Ye Fan's death showed that hope was extinguished, and everything would disappear.

"Sect, it's really not good, we can only ask those few to help, in short, Qianqiu Mountain, we must not lose!" said an elder with a resolute face.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding elders immediately echoed together, Qianqiu Mountain has stood for thousands of years, how can it be said that it will be destroyed.

Qianqiu Ba was silent at the moment, how could those few come as they said, and even if they came, he would not keep his position as the sect master today.

"Yue'er, find out Ling Min's bastard for me, tie him up in front of the Demon Killing Palace, if the big array is lost, let him be the first to be eaten by the demon beast!" Qianqiu Ba slowed down for a while, his eyes gradually showed fierceness, and at the same time he waved his big hand and said: "Qianqiu Mountain will go to the Demon Killing Hall with me, although the Demon Killing Hall will fall today, but my Qianqiu Mountain will not collapse, today the mountain is in the people, and the mountain is falling and people are dying!"

Qianqiu Ba's words were a little tragic, but what he had to deal with was the 20,000 elites of the Tree Demon King, and the powerful demon beasts left over from the Heavenly Demon King's training again and again, each of them was ferocious and extraordinary, and if it wasn't for the challenge of leapfrogging, it would be impossible to defeat at all.

The elders below "Yes ......" all spoke in unison, they did not complain, only sighed that the beast disaster that had never appeared in thousands of years had just caused them to encounter it.

What's even more ridiculous is that Ling Xiao's disciple, who is very likely to be the savior, was killed by their own disciples, which is really a trick.

......

At this moment, Ye Fan didn't know that the people of Qianqiu Mountain had thought so much, and miscalculated him as the savior specially sent by Lingxiao Hall to deal with this disaster, which was really unpredictable.

Feeling the rapidly rising spiritual pillar in his mind, Ye Fan's heart was excited, he had been absorbing the spiritual power for half a day, but he still hadn't been able to suck up the mountain of dryad seeds in front of him.

These are the thousands of descendants born by the tree demon for thousands of years, but at this moment, they are all cheap to Ye Fan.

What is chance? This is chance! It is also a great chance that involves the power of the spirit.

If you want to get so much spiritual power from the demon beast, it is not possible until you kill another Heavenly Demon King.

At the same time, Ye Fan also became more and more fond of the soul dementoring technique, which was not only the power of the demon beast's nemesis, but also the supreme cultivation technique.

While Ye Fan was frantically absorbing, Ye Mu and many demon beasts were rapidly exploring the huge tree hole, but they found nothing.

The dead leaves inside the tree hole are more than a few feet thick, and it is not easy to find an unknown demon talisman here.

Another hour passed, just when Ye Mu and the others were at a loss, Ye Fan's side suddenly changed, and a pair of blood wings spontaneously appeared from Ye Fan's back, and under the shocked gaze of Ye Mu and others, they began to grow extremely fast.

"Click......"

The moment the blood wings appeared, the lightning from the outside world crossed the sky, and a thunderous explosion sounded, directly slashing towards Ye Fan, who was still absorbing spiritual power below.

Ye Mu's eyes were looking out of the tree hole at this moment, the originally clear sky had already sunk to the bottom, and the wind was blowing outside the tree hole, which seemed to be filled with a smell of blood, which was extremely depressing, and the sky was falling drops of bright red liquid, which was daunting.

Demon feather regeneration, bloody rain!

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