Gradually, the next day and half a day passed!

When the sun went down and the night fell, a gold medal monk suddenly convulsed all over, and collapsed to the ground, he didn't have a single elixir in his bag, and he didn't have a trace of spiritual energy in his body, and he was actually exhausted and fainted by the continuous crazy infusion of spiritual energy!

When witnessing the tragic scene of that monk, every monk's face appeared with the sad feeling of a rabbit dying and a fox, and it was likely that the next one of them would suffer the same fate.

- Why did this damn demonic attack suddenly increase to such a violent stage?

The monks gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts, but no one spoke silently, so as not to be captured by the demons outside the tower, among them, some of the monks with flexible eyes had a premonition that with the monk prostration, the protective spirit shield of this pagoda was about to be broken by the demons, and it was very likely that he was going to face the last step, that is, to take advantage of the chaos to try to kill, with the flesh and blood lives of other students, to cover for himself, if he was lucky, he could escape one or two, or three or four, every smart person wanted to become the one who escaped......

"Who...... Which senior brother still has the elixir, I ...... I'm dying, I urgently need to replenish new psionic energy......" After another half an hour, a monk who was almost prostration, covered in sweat, struggled and shouted, asking for help from the other monks in the tower, the elixir in his bag was exhausted, and if he didn't replenish the psionic energy, he would also face prostration to a coma.

He begged the other apprentices for help, his eyes full of pleading......

However, there was silence in the tower, and everyone noticed that the light shield of the spirit tower was guarding. It's already facing a moment when it's going to be broken at any time, who dares to give their own family to others again, and they can't help if they don't want to, and they are thinking about how to take advantage of the chaos after the tower is broken. That bit of inventory is the burst of energy at the moment of desperateness! How can it be given to other people!

"Goo-dong!"

The monk who cried out in a cry held on for a while, and then simply fell to the ground, prostrating until he fainted!

There was silence in the tower, and there was a hint of fear in everyone's eyes. This is the second apprentice who is so tired that he collapses into a coma, who is the third? How long can this spiritual pagoda last?

"Goo-dong!"

"Goo-dong!"

"Goo-dong!"

........................

With the continuous passage of time, one after another new student consumed his spiritual energy and collapsed into a coma. Like a relay race, one by one collapsed to the ground and fainted.

In just two hours, fifteen or sixteen monks collapsed and fell unconscious!

But the monks felt that the speed of spiritual energy loss on the spiritual shield showed no signs of decay at all, and it was still so crazy and desperate. It's going to be lost. They saw that behind the nine demons outside the tower, every few hours. A new group of demon clansmen flew up to instill demonic energy into the nine high-ranking demons, keeping the attack power of the nine demons undiminished. And those demons that instill magic energy are no longer limited to seven-fold, six-fold, and five-fold demons, and even the fourfold demons are constantly instilled in rotation, obviously. The Nine Great Demons did whatever it took to refine the pagoda spirit cover......

What's even more desperate is this. For more than a day, the spiritual message for help was transmitted. There were no new monks who came to help, which meant that within the limits of the transmission of spiritual messages, there were no monks from the Sword Academy in the activity area, so they could not receive them. And the spiritual message transmitted by the sword apprentices is only for the reception of the sword learning talisman, and it is impossible for the Terran monks of the Sword Academy to receive it.

This is also the reason why Qin Shuang was in Savage Dragon City for three months in retreat, and he never received the distress message from the Sword Academy, and he didn't receive it until Xue Qianhong sent out the spiritual message from the Dao Fruit Academy.

"Hold on, don't despair, take out all the hidden family resources, fight it, don't wait to take advantage of the chaos to kill out, if the tower is broken, I don't think anyone can kill it." Let's hold on a little longer!"

Sword Dragon Disciple Long Zhenyue, suddenly let out a long roar, his tone contained an obvious warning, and he wanted to force some monks who had secretly hidden the last desperate elixir to take it out and give it to everyone to share, otherwise with the prostration, coma one by one, the spirit shield would be almost unable to hold on, as an experienced old spiritual cultivator, he didn't think anyone could escape under the clutches of the nine demons like a wolf and a tiger.

And at this moment, it has been three hours, and no one has crushed the pill and swallowed it to replenish the loss of spiritual energy, obviously, this is a proof that he has no inventory of the pill in his pocket, as for whether it is true, no one knows. But what kind of people Long Zhenyue was, he had already guessed that there were at least thirty or so people among them, hiding private goods, and wanted to save them for the end. It was this group of people that he warned about.

"Senior Brother Long, what you said is very reasonable, please give us some of your hidden elixir first!"

After being silent for a while, a sword disciple suddenly said with a sympathetic voice, clearly saying that it was Long Zhenyue's army, and asked him to set an example for everyone first.

"Yes!"

Long Zhenyue snorted, released more than 90,000 pills from his treasure bag, and said with a wry smile: "This is my last hidden goods, I don't think there is a chance to take advantage of the chaos to kill, so I will share it with everyone......"

"Whoosh ......"

As soon as that pill flew out, there were four or five sword dragon disciples who did not hide the greed in their eyes, and they took the lead and snatched a stream of pills each, taking them into their pockets, but they wanted a few of them to divide up, and they didn't give the other sword disciples who needed it the most and were about to collapse a chance.

"You ......"

Long Zhenyue originally wanted to set an example and encourage everyone to work together and unite as one, but he didn't expect that a few dragon-level junior brothers who were usually senior brothers, junior brothers were short, and mixed with him, would dare to snatch their own pills, and couldn't help but be furious.

"Senior Brother Long, what do you want? What do you dare? Hmph, do you think that we will still listen to your orders? Do you think your words are still useful before death is about to come? Blame yourself for wanting to die, and drag us into the water together. Hmph, I'll put my words here at this time, junior brother, whoever wants to be a good person and contribute the elixir, then take it all out, and let us have enough pills to kill, right? Escaping a few is a hundred times stronger than dying here, right?"

Those few sword disciples who took out to snatch the pill looked at Long Zhenyue together, obviously in an instant, they formed an unaligned ally, if Long Zhenyue dared to make a move, they would join forces to deal with him, and seize the elixir in their hands, they would not spit it out anyway, they even intimidated others to sacrifice the elixir and handed it over to them to save their lives, and the words they said gave people a coldness of naked/naked/naked......

Long Zhenyue's white hair trembled, and he held back his anger and stopped looking at them. He still takes the overall situation into account, once there is infighting in the tower, the nine demons are afraid that in an instant, they will be able to refine and break through the protective spirit shield.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong......"

Five more monks who had collapsed and fainted collapsed to the ground, and never moved again.

Long Zhenyue originally wanted to be an example of sharing the pill, but he didn't expect to be openly snatched and divided by his junior disciples, with this lesson from the past, who would dare to take out the pill to make a contribution, it was simply sending the pill to feed the tiger wolf!

The behavior of the monk who robbed Dan was chilling.

As soon as this incident broke out, the monks in the tower, who originally had the spirit of hatred and hatred, relaxed, and everyone no longer had a public heart, but a selfish heart, and everyone wanted to make some plans for themselves before the tower was broken.

In an instant, Qin Shuang sensed that the spiritual energy of the monks instilled in the pagoda spiritual cover had decreased sharply, obviously, many people had already pretended to infuse energy, but in fact, they were already unable to work. With murderous acumen in his eyes, he glanced at the few sword disciples who were triumphantly dividing up the elixir and forcing Long Zhenyue to dare not make a move, and a silent cruel smile appeared in his heart.

As the saying goes: Bandang knows loyal ministers, and sees people's hearts for a long time! Now that we are facing a crisis of life and death, the dark side of human nature, which was originally suppressed, suddenly emerged. At this time, many monks automatically reduced or even simply pretended to be no longer towards that spiritual cover, and their actions of infusing spiritual energy were another kind of psychological gloomy appearance!

This is the outpouring of selfishness, each with their own little abacus, and they all want to fight for the chaos and lay the foundation when the tower is broken!

"Qin Shuang, the light cover of the Spirit Pagoda is about to be broken, look at my eyes, where do I run away, you have to follow, otherwise you can only become demon flesh and blood!"

At this moment, in Qin Shuang's ear chakra, there was a spiritual sound of "transmission into secret" that only he could hear, which was sent to him silently by Xue Qianhong, who was sitting in front of him, which made his heart warm, and at the moment of life and death, Xue Qianhong still talked to him like this, and it was not in vain that he flew to save her once.

Qin Shuang's eyes swept away, and he saw that the monks in the tower had not yet fainted, their lips were trembling slightly, obviously they were all exchanging plans for escaping with the sound transmission and secret skills, looking for an ally to break out, and then from Cheng Dù, who had sharply reduced the spiritual energy on the spiritual cover, he judged that the pagoda spiritual cover was about to be refined by the nine demons, once the balance of confrontation between the two sides was broken, relying on him alone, it would not be possible to steal the demonic energy, because someone must block the rolling demonic energy for him, so that he could fish in troubled waters and absorb the energy!

"Senior Sister Xue, when the tower is broken, sit still and don't move, listen to my orders, I found a gap to escape!"

He made a decision immediately, and immediately silently converged the Frog Jiao Spirit Snatching Technique, extinguished the Wanhua Jiao Furnace, and at the same time condensed a wisp of sound wave and transmitted it to Xue Qianhong's voice.

"Really?"

After Xue Qianhong was stunned for a moment, she asked in surprise, she didn't expect this little junior brother to be so bold that he claimed to give an "order" to her, a phoenix-level apprentice who was stronger than him, but she was really not sure if she could take advantage of the chaos when the tower was broken, since Qin Shuang claimed to have found the direction of the gap that could escape, it was much stronger than her fighting like a headless fly, and she also made a decision immediately, and immediately asked again.

When the tower is broken for a while, the vitality is fleeting, this can not be sloppy, a slight mistake, then a qiē to be played! (To be continued) R580