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"Judging from the current situation, at least the Wind Wolf King and the Colorful Spider King are involved, and this is the beast tide initiated by the Wind Speed Eagle King. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhuge Blade's face was pale.

"The Colorful Spider King's body of toxin is the most suitable for group battles, the essence of the life of the Wind Wolf King has been sublimated into a spirit beast, the Wind Speed Eagle King has half a step and is level eight, and we haven't even arrived at the old ghost of the Three Flower Realm, I'm afraid we can't even hold one round, and the difference in strength is too great. There was a hint of despair in Zhuge Wen's eyes.

"No matter what, the empire's Sanhua Realm powerhouse Zhantian seniors will definitely come, as well as the spirit beast that protects the country, with the empire's millions of years, it will definitely be able to survive this catastrophe, what we have to do now is to hold on, and the empire will definitely find a way." Zhuge Yu said firmly.

"Ah, we just need to have a clear conscience, and at most we will die here. Zhuge Blade stomped his foot fiercely.

"So, when will those demonic beasts attack?" Zhuge Wen looked at the low-level demonic beasts that appeared from time to time in the distance, and his eyes exuded an inexplicable meaning.

At this time, the endless abyss, in the abyss, the dark and silent space suddenly trembled, and through the space you will vaguely see a void, obviously this void is hidden in another space, this space is attached to the endless abyss and exists.

There is a platform in the space, and there is an old man sitting on the platform, the old man has no life, he is simply a dried corpse, the corpse is very shriveled, and he has long been unable to see his appearance, and he can only roughly see that his face is very sad, and there is even a trace of despair in the sorrow.

There is a pool under the platform, the pool is about five meters square, and there is most of the liquid in the pool, the liquid has no color, it is very viscous, it looks crystal clear, there are no strange fluctuations, and there is no strong energy. Yang Fan hugged Lu E tightly, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and he was constantly floating up and down in the pool.

On Yang Fan's sunken chest, streams of blood kept coming out from the wound pierced by the sword, and the blood flowed into the pool and did not disperse, but seemed to enter a blood vessel and began to flow.

At the bottom of the pool, there was a ball of flesh, the surface of the ball was shaggy, and the fluff was stimulated by the blood to stand upright, swaying back and forth in the liquid, and streams of blood seeped into the ball visibly.

The flesh ball that sucked in the blood began to shrink and expand, as if it was breathing, as the more blood was sucked in, the flesh ball contracted more and more, and the blood in Yang Fan's body seemed to be about to run out, and the skin on the surface of the body became extremely pale, until the blood flowed less and less, and in the end, there was no trace of red at all.

Eventually, the ball of flesh without blood absorption began to become irritable, and the frequency of agitation and contraction became faster and faster, and the entire pool involved began to vibrate with it.

Yang Fan's body also began to tremble with the vibration of the pool, the sword wound on his chest cracked, and a trace of transparent flames was pulled out by the vibration of the pool water.

The flame is stored in the pool water, and instead of the phenomenon of incompatibility between water and fire, it is very calm, and it does not show extremely high temperature. Slowly, the flames flowed into the ball of flesh with the veins of the previous blood flow.

"Uh-huh. After the flames flowed in, a comfortable moan came out, and the meat ball began to expand, and a trace of blood began to ooze out of the fluff of the meat ball, and the blood flowed, slowly flowing down Yang Fan's chest back into his body.

In the end, Yang Fan's body and the meat ball actually formed a peculiar circuit, and the blood continued to circulate between the two, as if it was flowing endlessly, only the transparent yang fire did not flow back from the meat ball, but stayed in the meat ball and kept burning.

"Hehe, is this the glimmer of life I saw when I gathered the power of the whole sect?"

At this time, a faint murmur sounded, and then looked at the old man sitting on the platform, his shriveled face was no longer sorrowful, but revealed a little hope, and he could vaguely see the little corners of his lips bent upward.

On the edge of the endless forest, on the city walls.

Ling Zhantian stood at the forefront, Qianling, the second elder of the Qiankun Sect, stood side by side with Ling Zhantian, Zhuge Yiming followed closely behind, the pitch-black troll wolf drooped his tongue, his spirit was very sluggish, obviously affected by the injury caused by the Wind Speed Eagle King in the previous snatching of the Blood Phoenix Flower.

In a large space not far from a few people, a silver-white ape was holding a large number of spirit fruits and gnawing non-stop, muttering with satisfaction from time to time, this is the Lingtian Empire's Protector Spirit Beast, the seventh-level spirit beast Spirit Explosion Ape!

"Thank you Elder Qianling for helping me with the Ling Heaven Empire!" Ling Zhantian saluted to Qianling and said gratefully.

"Lord Ling doesn't need to be polite, no matter what, my Qiankun Sect can't watch a group of beasts wreak havoc on our human land!" Qianling's tone carried a hint of deep hatred.

"National Teacher, what do you think we need to prepare now?" Ling Zhantian turned his head to Zhuge Yiming again, and asked expectantly.

"Wen'er, come here. Zhuge Yiming pondered for a while, and instead of answering Ling Zhantian's question, he called his third son.

"Father, two seniors!" Zhuge Wen hurriedly stepped forward to salute when he heard this.

"Wen'er, what do you think of the current situation?" Zhuge Yiming asked casually.

"Father, before answering this question, I would like to ask you two questions, why did you rush back in time, given the distance from here and the Qiankun Sect, you can't even reach it in three days. Zhuge Wen paused after speaking.

"What's next?" Zhuge Yiming's frowning brows finally stretched a little.

"Does the matter have anything to do with the Qiankun Sect, or does it have anything to do with Elder Qianling?" Zhuge Wen glanced at Qianling and asked in a firm tone.

"First, I was halfway through when I met Elder Qianling who was healing his wounds in the same place, so I rushed over together. Judging from the current indications, this matter has nothing to do with Elder Qianling. Zhuge Yiming said slowly.

"I think with our current strength, I'm afraid we can't stop it!But there is still a glimmer of life, and it is also a chance that we must grasp!" Zhuge Wen took a deep breath, his tone extremely heavy.

"Why? Now that the large and small sects of my Ling Tian Empire, plus the army of my empire have begun to prepare for war, the two major generals of my empire will arrive soon, and the three major families will also do their best. Even the Fenyang Empire will come to support, after all, if my Lingtian Empire is invaded by the Demonic Beast, the Fenyang Empire will directly face the threat of the Demonic Beast. Ling Zhantian furrowed his eyebrows suddenly.

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