The mournful voice of the ghoul ghost echoed in the sky of Qingzhou City again and again, the former state city has faded all the bustle and prosperity today, there are no more human voices in the streets and alleys, no more dog barking, and even no more insect chirping, only the horn belonging to the corpse god fills every corner, and every corpse in the city that can be evoked has left its former home behind and joined the team to attack Qiyun Peak.

Qiyun Peak, as the No. 1 immortal family in the three states, was by no means a person who could be caught in his hands, the blue-white electric light that was as dense as a spider's web jumped on the black water surface of Feilong Lake, illuminating the entire lake surface as if it were day, and there were so many dead people who were smashed into ashes by them, even the piece of the lake near the bottom of Qiyun Peak was shrouded in black corpse ash clouds! The rumbling thunder was accompanied by electric light, and the corpses were shattered in the water before they left the water, and only the skin was well preserved, and the internal organs and bones were all eroded, and even the corpse gods could only let them squirm slowly at the bottom of the lake!

However, the army of the dead was endless, a thousand dead people were crushed and incinerated, and then five thousand dead men, who cared neither about casualties nor whether their internal organs and bones would be crushed by the squeezing of their companions—the first group of dead men to reach the bottom of the lake directly below Qiyun Peak were already in a state of flesh under the weight of the many dead men who climbed on it, but the siege ladder made of human flesh was visibly rapidly rising.

The situation was so critical, Xiao Qianqiu still had no intention of joining the battle, and he did not issue an order to the other monks in the family to assist Xiao Gongqiao, and still let Xiao Gongqiao manipulate the magic circle alone to deal with the intruders, all of which looked at Xiao Zaili's eyes, and he couldn't help but be very anxious. He is not a conspiracy theorist like Xiao Ruge, and he will not think about whether Xiao Qianqiu deliberately used the enemy's hand to consume Xiao Gongqiao's strength, but simply lamented that his qualifications were mediocre and ordinary, and he spent too much time in the family's chores, so that now he didn't know where to help if he wanted to help!

This is a world of immortal arts and evil arts, and it is so difficult to seek the Tao, if you don't put your mind on cultivation, you have no strength, and you meet an enemy, what is the use of the three aunts and four grandmothers, five uncles and six uncles who are usually affectionate?

"It's coming!" Xiao Qianqiu said suddenly.

Xiao Zaili was stunned by his words, and hurriedly looked into the water mirror, and after just one glance, he sat on the ground all of a sudden.

From the shore of Feilong Lake rises a strange shape of "things", both like shrubs and like vines, it has a shrub complex multi-branched and vine twist, amazingly, such a twisted existence also blooms on a hanging milky white small flower, looks like an ordinary, fragrant locust flower, Xiao Zaili can almost smell the fragrance of locust flowers through the water mirror, however, next to the fragrant flower cluster, hanging is a black, crumpled, A foolish person may see at a glance what kind of charred wreckage is something, but Xiao Zaili, who has the vision of a monk, will not be mistaken, the ones are all human skins, and one is the original wind chime temple that he was ordered to hang, the dereliction of duty, the other is his newly appointed wind chime temple wish, and the other one is He Jingu, his wife who was still talking to him at night last night!

She ...... When is she?" He gritted his teeth and desperately tried to restrain himself from letting the tears fall, his voice was extremely weak, he must have seen it wrong, or those people from the Death Cult wanted to interfere with them with illusions, it must have be!

"Last night. Xiao Qianqiu replied.

Xiao Zaili suddenly understood that the monk last night did not come to warn them with clean hands, he had prepared a bloody gift for them before he spoke, thinking that his white hands might have just flowed with his wife's blood at that time, Xiao Zaili wished that he could return to that moment, to tear the monk alive, or let himself be killed by him like He Jingu, no matter what, as long as he didn't sit here, understand his desperation and powerlessness, and live in torment in vain:" You know, you know everything!" In his excitement, he didn't even use honorifics on the true immortals, and at this time, it seemed pointless to continue to be respectful to Xiao Qianqiu, who should have made a move but never made a move......

"Zaili, Lao Zu is not your family's nanny. It was no one else who warned him, it turned out to be Xiao Gongqiao: "I didn't ask him to be responsible for my son, he is the ancestor of the Xiao family, and he only needs to be responsible for the Xiao family." ”

Xiao Zaili understood what Xiao Gongqiao meant after a while, it turned out that he had not asked what the situation of his only son was, because he had already known it in his heart! After coming out of the hundred-year retreat, the Xiao family was still there, and Xinglong was not coming, so what Xiao Qianqiu had done, everything was already in silence - he really didn't have to do anything for Xiao Xinglong, that was not his obligation.

He turned his head with a state of shame and pain, Xiao Qianqiu was the Xiao family's last hope for a comeback in this encounter, he understood, he understood, he understood that the ancestor could not act rashly for the wife of an elder, but he hoped to ...... I hope he can save He Jingu once!

"The Chang family is all gone. Xiao Qianqiu said.

"What!" Xiao Zaili hurriedly looked into the water mirror, oh, not bad at all, why did he only see his wife just now? There were more than three skins of people who were hanging from this twisted object to demonstrate to them, and he quickly identified the remains of one monk after another, and then he saw other families, even a passing monk who had only arrived in Qingzhou City three days ago, and had exchanged a few words with him at that time, knowing that he was a small family affiliated with the Jing family, and had come here to find some ancient books...... So many monks—the Chang family and the True Immortals—actually didn't make any movement...... All destroyed...... He couldn't say anything to accuse Xiao Qianqiu - he had always known that Xiao Qianqiu was a powerful True Immortal, but he never thought of another possibility, the ancestor of the Chang family was also a powerful True Immortal, maybe weaker than Xiao Qianqiu, but- but, he didn't survive a night!

A thought that he hadn't had since he was born in the Xiao family suddenly rose: "Xiao Qianqiu is not their opponent, this time, our clan is really going to end!"

"Pass the order down—prepare for battle!" Xiao Qianqiu's order jerked his sanity back: "The battle has begun!"