In the valley hall, from the beginning to just now, Zhang Erdan had been relying on a Xuanguang Phantom Mirror in the center to keep in touch with Muyang, Linlin, Feiling, and many Xuanjia Guards, but in the last second, the Xuanguang Phantom Mirror was shattered.

Click, click, bang! shattered in an instant, Zhang Erdanpan sat in the hall, there was no time to react, a momentum spread out, directly shook it back a few steps, and stomped on it, which was able to stabilize.

The expression on his face was very solemn, he didn't know what it meant, the Xuanguang Illusion Mirror was the only existence that could be connected with Muyang at the moment, and now that it was broken, then this connection would be completely severed.

Because of the whirlpool suction, this side has just regained a little calmer. All the soldiers returned to the valley, but because of the impact of the demons, the damage was very serious, and everyone was busy repairing it, and they didn't care about it.

After discussion, it was decided that Zhang Erdan would guard the Xuanguang Illusion Realm alone, because he was rough, and it was impossible for him to repair this valley. So I can only be responsible for this part. But now that things have become like this, how do you explain it?

"What's going on? What does it mean that the Xuanguang Illusion Mirror is broken? Could it be that something happened to Muyang and the others? Impossible! With Muyang's realm and ability, how could something happen? Absolutely impossible!"

After the shattered Xuanguang Phantom Mirror, there are no traces, and it is impossible to repair it. This feeling of panic after losing any news has never been felt before by Zhang Erdan, will something really happen?

At the same time, Feiling was busy directing everyone to carry out the restoration. Muyang once said that every place here is very critical, and there must be no problems, otherwise there will be a chain reaction, and the previous efforts will be in vain.

But at this moment, Feiling's heart beat violently, and a sharp pain came, and he immediately clutched his chest and half-knelt on the ground, with a painful expression on his face. When the people around him saw it, they immediately wanted to come over and help him up.

"Childe, how are you? Are you okay?" But when everyone hadn't approached yet, Feiling stopped him sharply: "Don't come here, stay away from me, don't come over!" The cyclone on his body rotated and gradually converged.

This is a mechanism for self-protection, he has inherited the power of Muyang, and he also has the power of Zhang Erdan. The two complement each other, so that the panic feeling in my heart can be suppressed for the time being, and it is slightly better.

Standing up, and then sitting cross-legged, Fei Ling had a very bad feeling in his heart, this time something big will happen, his father and the saint have not returned, will something have happened?

There was a muffled sound, and Fei Ling fell directly backwards. Because there is a mysterious force blocking it, it is simply like an iron wall, impenetrable. The same is true of the divine consciousness, what is going on?

Half an hour later, Feiling and Zhang Erdan, as well as many Xuanjia guards, gathered in the hall, everyone's faces were solemn, and they all knew that something bad had happened, but no one was the first to speak.

Silence, deathly silence. After this situation lasted for a while, Fei Ling broke the deadlock first: "What is the situation now, everyone must have sensed it, right? We don't seem to be able to do anything......

I don't know why, but at the moment when the Xuanguang Phantom Mirror lost its effect, the same question appeared in everyone's hearts, why? After such a long battle, and all kinds of conspiracies, what was it for?

What the Holy Lord Muyang said was for a peaceful era and a peaceful homeland. But is it necessary to sacrifice so many people for this goal? Do we have to pay such a heavy price in blood?

Who are they fighting against, who are they fighting, and what kind of existence are they facing? In fact, they have been confused all along, not knowing who the enemy they are going to face? Is it real, or is it just themselves?

Yes, this is the question they have in common, many planes have been experienced over the years, but what is the answer they want? Who can tell them what it means that the Lord has lost his breath?

It's really a mess, and I don't know where I should go. With the disappearance of the Holy Lord and the Holy Maiden, they lost their hearts. Even Feiling Gongzi is like this, what should they do?

"Okay, cheer up, everyone, it's not the end of the world. The fluctuations of the Holy Lord's loss of breath are only temporary for now, and I believe that the Holy Lord must have his own reasons. ”

At this time, the only thing that must be cheered up is Feiling. As the son of the Holy Lord, since his father is not here, he has to take on some kind of responsibility and lead everyone on, and this is the positive energy.

However, the repeated battles made everyone tired. Coupled with the fact that the only hope is gone, contact has been lost, and everyone is on the verge of collapse. Finally, one of them stood up, his fists clenched, his face bulging with green tendons, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What are we for? Why do we have to work so hard to persevere? Is there really hope?"

"From the beginning to the end, what we insisted on was actually very confused, right? Can any of you tell me clearly who our enemy is? What is the goal we want to achieve? World peace?

I had been depressed in my heart for too long, and this opportunity just burst out. He couldn't care so much anymore, he just wanted to vent it out like this. A surge of energy rose from his fists, and he slammed into the ground, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

Everyone looked at him and seemed to empathize with him. But they all remained silent, and they did not show such excitement. It's just that the depression above the mood can't be concealed, and it's hard to calm down for a long time.

The figure flashed, and Fei Ling stood in front of the man, holding his shoulders with both hands, and a soft warm current entered his body. There was a crackling sensation in the meridians, and slowly, the eyes became clear.

"Have you vented enough? If you've vented enough, cheer up. It is not yet time for despair. All we can do is believe and wait. I believe that the Lord and the Holy Maiden are safe and sound, waiting for their return. ”

"Yes, that's right, maybe it's empty talk, but if that confidence doesn't exist, then what hope do we have? We just have to do our thing now, and then we just have to wait!"

It took a lot of effort for everyone to calm down. It's an extraordinary time for you, and if so many people go into a state of loss together, it will be very dangerous, because once lost, you will never be able to find it again.

In the dead of night, Zhang Erdan stood on the top of the valley, looking at the vast night sky, with a lot of thoughts: "Muyang, Linlin girl, are you okay? at least give us a little signal, just know that you are safe!"

"Don't worry, they'll be fine. Who is Muyang? Who is Linlin? She is the Lady of the Holy Lord, how can something happen so easily? I know you are suppressed, but now, it can only be like this. ”

(End of chapter)