In the eastern part of the flood wilderness, on top of a mountain peak, the big tent of the Qilin clan is located here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, inside the big tent of the Qilin clan, the angry roar of the ancestral Qilin resounded in all directions: "Bastard, that cheap maid of the Feng clan, dare to bully me like this!" ”

Inside the big tent, Mo Crow and the others stood below, holding their heads together, and they didn't dare to look directly at the hideous Ancestral Qilin at this moment, for fear of being affected by his anger!

After a long time, Zu Qilin forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and after exhaling heavily, he said, "Tell me, what is the situation now?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, an elder of the Qilin clan stood up and said: "Qi Yu Ancestor, Feng Zu personally led a large army to attack the north of the Honghuang, and the two princes of Mo Yi and Mo Shen have been killed in battle!" ”

After a pause, the Qilin Clan Elder continued: "The remnants of the Hundred Sects have also cut off our connection with the base camp at this moment, and now we are already alone here!" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the venue.

Mo Yi and Mo Shen are dead!

Their supply lines have also been cut off, and they are now under attack from the Hundred Sects and the Dragons.

Especially in the current Central Heavenly Pillar area, there are not many Qilin Clan monks at all.

This time, Ancestral Qilin almost tried his best to occupy the entire eastern part of the Flood Desolation.

Now the Hundred Sects are in the rear, the Dragon Clan is in the front, and there is also the Fengzu who has just occupied the north of the Flood Wilderness, and he is afraid that the Central Heavenly Pillar area will be lost, or even ......

Thinking that he and the others would probably be wiped out here, the hearts of everyone in the venue were very solemn.

Even if it's a crow, it's not happy at the moment.

Although Mo Yi and Mo Shen died, he no longer had an opponent, and it could be said that he was the only heir of the entire Qilin clan.

But now the entire Qilin clan is in danger, and even if he becomes the sole heir, he is still in the midst of water and fire.

Thinking that it was very likely that the Qilin Clan would be defeated this time, Mo Crow's heart couldn't help but be flustered, looked up at the ancestral Qilin, and said, "Father, what should we do next?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes also looked at Zu Qilin, obviously wanting to know what he was planning.

The current Qilin Clan can be said to be on the cusp, either continue to fight with the Dragon Clan and abandon the Central Tianzhu region and the clansmen in it.

Either they will withdraw from the eastern part of the flood wilderness and rush towards the central heavenly pillar, as long as they return to their own territory, there will still be a glimmer of life, but then they will continue to suffer from the three sides of the Feng Clan, the Hundred Sects and the Dragon Clan.

Everyone in the audience also thought of this, and they couldn't help but look at Zu Qilin, hoping that he would be able to make a decision.

attracted the attention of the audience, but Zu Qilin's heart was extremely gloomy at the moment.

At this point, he knew very well that even if he withdrew from the eastern part of the flood wilderness and led everyone to the Central Heavenly Pillar, the ancestral land of the Qilin clan, he was afraid that it would be more than lucky.

And now they are fighting against the two brothers Zulong and Candle Dragon, once he announces his withdrawal, the dragon clan will definitely carry out a crazy counterattack, and then ......

Couldn't help it, Zu Qilin just sighed.

At this point, there was nothing he could do to help the Qilin Clan get out of their current situation.

For a moment, the entire tent fell into dead silence.

As time passed, such a depressing atmosphere became more and more intense, and the faces of each Qilin Clan monk revealed solemnity and despair.

At this moment, in the crowd, an elder of the Qilin clan suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth, stepped forward directly, and said, "The Twelve Princes, Lord Ancestral Qilin, why don't we ask His Royal Highness the Twelve Princes for help?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The Twelve Princes? Isn't that the ink of tens of thousands of young people who have taken refuge in the Blue Emperor Palace?

For Mo Yan, the entire Qilin clan was in a state of anger at that time, eager to capture him and put him to death.

But now, it seems that the only one who can save the Qilin clan is Mo Yan.

The Crow knows this too.

Although I don't like ink in my heart, but now it's the only way.

As the crown prince of the Qilin clan, he naturally does not want to be alone.

Thinking of this, Mo Crow immediately stepped forward and said: "Father, the twelfth brother is a personal disciple of the Green Emperor, if he can agree to help, with the strength of the Green Emperor Palace, plus it is in an excellent position, the entire dragon clan will be surrounded by us." ”

"Even if we don't fight with the Dragon Clan, we can let the monks of the Blue Emperor Palace contain the Dragon Clan, and when the time comes, we will withdraw to the ancestral land, and we will have a chance to make a comeback in Dongshan."

"Father, give an order, ask the twelfth brother for help, otherwise our Qilin clan will all die here."

“……”

As the ink crow told one sentence at a time, the Qilin clan in the field was also a little moved.

If the Qingdi Palace sends troops to the rescue, the crisis of the Qilin clan at this moment can naturally be resolved, and there is even the possibility of a comeback.

For a while, everyone's eyes were on Zu Qilin, expecting him to agree to this matter.

However, the ancestor Qilin waved his hand and said, "In the past, when Xiao Twelve left, the ancestor said that he was no longer a member of my Qilin clan, and this request for help was stopped. ”

After a pause, Zu Qilin exhaled heavily, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said: "This ancestor has made up his mind to fight a decisive battle with the Dragon Clan in three days, as long as the Dragon Clan is defeated, we can occupy the eastern part of the flood wilderness, and at that time, even Feng Zu's cheap maid will not dare to disturb the clansmen of the ancestral land!" ”

After speaking, Zu Qilin glanced at the people who were still about to speak, and suddenly snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of, it's a big deal, now that the catastrophe has come today, my Qilin clan, as one of the three major races, has no way out at all." ”

After a pause, Zu Qilin glanced at the ink crow and said: "Mo crow, you take an elite team to the Blue Emperor Palace, if your twelfth brother is willing to help, you can help, if you don't want to stay in the Blue Emperor Palace, and become a part of the Blue Emperor Palace in the future, at least keep some of the bloodline of my Qilin clan." ”

As soon as these words came out, the ink crows in the field were suddenly stunned, and looked at Zu Qilin, and at this moment, their eyes quietly burst into tears.

He was not a fool, so he could naturally hear what Zu Qilin meant.

Zu Qilin was obviously not optimistic about the current situation, which meant that asking him to take people to the Blue Emperor Palace was not to ask for help at all, but to take refuge.

The people of the Qilin clan around also understand this, and there is a trace of perseverance in their eyes, as the ancestor Qilin said, they have no way out, the only thing they can do now is to send the bloodline to the Qingdi Palace, if they win, they are picking them up, if they lose this battle, they can also ensure that the bloodline continues! (To be continued.) )