Han Li found a clean stone, sat down slowly, pulled out the long sword, his fingers gently stroked the sword body, the blade of the sword reflected his face coldly, and he vaguely saw Zhao Qingqing's figure move, and her voice came like a heavenly sound, although your words have some truth, but you must remember one sentence, no matter how critical everyone is, you should stay calm and not show impatience, because this is what the enemy likes to see the most.

Han Li raised his head and looked at her and said with a smile, Sister Qing, I still didn't say what you were waiting for.

Zhao Qingqing slowly squatted down, stretched out her white jade hand and pulled a large handful of jet-black hair from her back, and took out a white ribbon casually, pulled her back hair with her head, and simply tied it into a handful of long braids that looked very elegant. It's thrilling to watch.

She was not moved by Han Li's doubts, she stood up indifferently, her snow-white dress swaying in the wind, and she thought faintly, only feeling that the green silk was long, and this was embarrassing.

Han Li unconsciously remembered Xiao Lingling again, and suddenly heard a miserable scream, and woke up immediately, it turned out to be a demon beast who tore open a hole and broke through, only to see the wolf-headed beast holding a giant axe, standing upright on the edge of the cliff with two claws, a pair of eyes were red and looked at it, there was a disciple of Yin Yang Valley lying under his body, his entire shoulder and arm were cut off by the demon beast, and he saw that he was not alive.

The people of Yin Yang Valley reacted immediately, and they all took their swords to resist the demon beast desperately, but this demon beast was powerful, and the weapon was also strong, and they screamed and screamed indiscriminately, and they cut down the two of them, and they didn't look at the wounds that were cut on their bodies, but they provoked ferocity, and they killed them on a rampage, and what was worse was that this gap became a breakthrough for the people of the Holy Demon Hall and the demon beasts, one by one, more and more demon beasts, rushed up, and the disciples of the Yin Yang Valley were killed, and the shape became worse and worse, A clear roar, like a dragon roaring, the famous sword frost roared out, the sword wind was violent, the face of the person who hit was painful, Han Li's figure turned into a blue tornado, Huo Ran stabbed down the middle of the demon beasts that had rushed up, the long sword was like a hong, unstoppable, a sword slashed four disciples of the Holy Demon Hall, when the sword momentum was withdrawn, it even smashed a demon beast, many disciples in the Yin and Yang Valley were greatly invigorated, and the martial arts powerhouses rushed forward one after another, slowly blocking the gap.

That sword, in order to cheer up his own people, and also to deter those people in the Holy Demon Hall, Han Li exerted ten percent of his strength, and when that gap was filled, he already felt that his breathing was a little short.

Zhao Qingqing had a beautiful pair, still staring at the foot of the mountain, as if he was really expecting something, Han Li rested for a while, listened to the screams again and again, and saw the other two sides of the mountain, dozens of elders of the Immortal Sect lined up in a row, standing at the front of the cliff, and there were dozens of middle-aged men behind him, holding long swords to help from time to time, and the Night King, as the sect master of the Immortal Sect, led by example, standing on the edge of the cliff in the middle, with a dashing demeanor, with a wave of his hands, there were several screams of falling off the cliff.

And where is Lingxiao Pavilion, as if it has the same work as the Seven Absolute Formations of the Holy Demon Hall, hundreds of yellow flags, inserted on the edge of the cliff, emitting a golden Taiji Bagua Diagram, enveloping the entire mountain of Lingxiao Pavilion, only to see the center of the Bagua Diagram, the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion are sitting cross-legged, holding swords in both hands and pointing at the center of the Bagua Diagram, there are words in their mouths, looking solemn and solemn, the demon beasts and the masters who climbed up, once they encounter the golden aperture, it is like being roasted by fire, screaming in pain, going down, for a long time, some masters of the Holy Demon Hall, With a long sword in his hand, he flew up in the air, and more than a dozen people surrounded the golden aperture, and couldn't help waving the sword like a rainbow.

Looking at it this way, it is the people of Ling Xiao Pavilion who are the most relaxed, but Ling Xiao Pavilion's own people also have a hard time.

Han Li looked at the battle situation on the three sides, and couldn't help but wonder, why are there so many people from Sister Qing's Holy Demon Hall?

Zhao Qingqing was puzzled in the face of him, she herself felt a little bizarre, obviously it was the three families of Yin Yang Valley, Lingxiao Pavilion, and the Immortal Sect, the hostile Holy Demon Hall, and the two families of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, three against two, how could there be many more people on the side of the Holy Demon Hall than on their own side?

This thought came to mind, and his thoughts suddenly opened, presumably the Holy Demon Hall controlled the control room of the Soul Tower, and kept transferring people in it, so it is not surprising to think like this.

It's just that since Han Li asked, Zhao Qingqing couldn't say a word, seeing him looking at the foot of the mountain with burning eyes, Zhao Qingqing walked to the edge of the cliff and said slowly, unless the Night King Sect Master can recapture the other two control rooms, otherwise the people of the Holy Demon Hall can indeed be continuously replenished.

Han Li asked, are those control rooms?

Zhao Qingqing said, the control room is the level in charge of the entire soul building passage, there are a total of four control rooms, which are Bibo Mountain Terrace, Fulan Mountain is here, Changyue Pass, and the soul building complex when we came in,

Han Li smiled after hearing this, Sister Qing originally called this place Fulan Mountain

Zhao Qingqing nodded and said, If there is no killing, you and Lingling can play here with peace of mind, and I, I don't have to come here to suffer, after speaking, I shook my head and laughed at myself, but I didn't say any more, it seemed that I was complaining to myself, and I felt a little bit of a little girl's shyness.

Seeing her appearance, Han Li turned his back to himself, and couldn't help but smile heartily, Sister Qing, I have always admired you very much, don't give up on yourself, before the fight is over, you feel that you can't do it.

The corners of Zhao Qingqing's lips hooked slightly, her eyes were full of smiles, and she said crisply, Until the last moment, I don't feel that I should give up.

Han Li exclaimed, this is what the first heir of Yinyang Valley looks like.

At this moment, the timing suddenly changed, Zhao Qingqing vaguely felt that something was moving above her head, and suddenly looked up, but saw that between the clouds and mist, there were more than a dozen giant birds hidden, spreading their sharp green wings, hovering from the clouds, she frowned tightly as if she was thinking, Han Li saw her looking up at the clouds, motionless, she was also a little curious, looking up and seeing that in the blue clouds, rolling and surging, the light was thousands of thousands, very dazzling, but Zhao Qingqing looked at the clouds without blinking, Han Li was afraid that she would hurt her eyes, so he hurriedly stepped forward, Sister Qing is careful with her eyes.

Zhao Qingqing lowered her head at this time, her eyes were like water, and it seemed that Han Li was relieved to see that she was fine, what did Sister Qing see?

Zhao Qingqing frowned, and said without a smile, there are wild birds in the clouds, we can't hold it on the top of the mountain, those beasts are ignorant, now they can only abandon the mountain, and the three of them rush down together, and the people of the Holy Demon Hall and the Ten Thousand Gu Gate are mixed together, and those beasts are helpless.

Han didn't have time to take a closer look, and knew that Zhao Qingqing's words were definitely right, and he said in a hurry, I'll go and inform the Night King.

Zhao Qingqing said, no, now you take people to the way down the mountain, the more chaotic the better, and the enemy to get together, the Night King is a smart person, as soon as he sees our actions, they will also respond at the same time, and I will go and call out the five battalions to ride now, the time is not enough, I can only let go.

Han Li knew that the current situation was critical, so he didn't need to elaborate, he could only say, Sister Qing, don't worry, on our side, there are more than 2,000 people in total, and we may not be afraid of them if we are hard, so I will lead people to rush down now.

Zhao Qingqing turned around and called over from behind a dozen people who didn't look like ordinary disciples, and after giving some instructions, she said in a crisp voice That's it, now you will follow Han Li and rush down.

Han Li raised his sword path fiercely, that is, now, he couldn't delay, rush, said that he rushed down the mountain first, the dozen or so people were obviously strong in martial arts, and followed in unison, rushing, rushing, for a while, more than 400 people were like a flood, surging down, unstoppable, and the people of the Holy Demon Hall who rushed were bitter.

Han Li swung his sword and killed more than a dozen people in a row, and the leader rushed down, and the people on both sides rushed down desperately while desperately rushing up, and in the blink of an eye, they were crowded into a big group, but looking over there, the people of the Immortal Sect and Lingxiao Pavilion also gave up defending the top of the mountain, and thousands of people rushed down the mountain with a hula, the momentum was huge, as if the shape shì was also turning, and when he was desperately struggling, he found that the people of the Holy Demon Hall had a different face, and exclaimed, someone is about to jump.

Han Li looked back, but it was Zhao Qingqing standing on the edge of the cliff, her long hair slowly swaying her white neck, like snow clothes, half of her body was tilted, which made people's hearts beat when she saw it, Han Li shouted loudly, Sister Qing, are you crazy? It's a cliff.

Whether Zhao Qingqing could hear it, he didn't know, his eyes were in a trance, the woman in white had already jumped down from the edge of the cliff, like a falling fairy, and jumped down, the white figure fell rapidly down in the abyss, and many people were stunned for a while.

In the midst of the surprise, there was a large group of cheers, Han Li had a horizontal sword in front of his chest, and no one dared to step forward for a while, he frowned and looked, hundreds of people from the Immortal Sect raised their swords and rushed forward, shouting loudly in their mouths, their morale was high, and when they looked carefully, it was a figure, with their arms outstretched, and they fell quickly between the cliffs, it seemed that it was the Night King, the sect leader of the Immortal Sect, and he only then understood that Zhao Qingqing and the Night King Martial Arts were proud of the world, and ordinary people would never dare to jump off the cliff, and everyone was afraid of falling to pieces, and Zhao Qingqing and the Night King Martial Arts were highly cultivated, and the two of them were just like saying yes, one after the other, they were about to jump off the cliff, which greatly shocked the Holy Demon Hall, the ordinary disciples of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect, and what was even more powerful was that it seemed that the place where these two people fell was obviously the middle of the crowd at the foot of the Holy Demon Hall, and their courage was really amazing.

She was like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed, with a sharp aura, Huo Ran cut it down, without any nostalgia, her body fell down quickly, the wind whistled, blowing across her cheeks, and the light purple veil covered her face also seemed to hide her joy, anger and sorrow, so that no one could know

Finally, the end was approaching, and everyone in the Holy Demon Hall raised their heads and shouted, kill her, kill her, hundreds of people surrounded her with swords, and many people estimated the place where the woman fell, raised their long swords and big swords, just waiting for the moment when the young woman fell.