Qing Ling's eyes lit up, revealing two rays of light. "Oh, would you like to follow me to see that person?" Seeing that Lin Shi was not talking nonsense, he nodded and showed satisfaction. "Okay, then you can come with me, and meet that person for a while!"

Miao Ling turned to Lin Shi, and wanted to persuade a few more words, but heard Lin Shi shake his head and said, "Sister, it's okay, I'll be fine." Seeing him like this, Miao Ling was inconvenient to say anything more.

Qing Yun's face was confused, she didn't know why things had become like this, she had prepared to become a sacrificial body and desperately protect the Qingling Sect, but she couldn't make the decision at all.

Qingling's spiritual power is restrained and does not show a single bit, but everyone can clearly feel that he has indeed reached the point where he has run out of oil, and he is no longer able to protect the sect created by the novice.

The Qingling Sect has existed in name only, leaving only Miao Ling, a powerhouse in the Final Manifestation Period, and a few Heavenly Vein disciples, and the disciples below have already fled to the Great Wilderness outside the sect, even if they come back, they will only lose their lives in vain.

"Although Wanshu has been injured, he will soon recover. The reason why he didn't do it immediately was because he couldn't figure out what I was doing for the time being, but he was soon able to understand that I was just forced to do nothing, and that I was about to face an even more tragic battle to the death!"

Qing Ling's voice was heavy, and his gaze passed through time and space, as if he could already see the blood-stained sky that would arrive soon!

"During the time I left, Miao Ling was still the sect master. Qing Ling looked at Miao Ling's already injured body, sighed secretly, and moved his gaze to the thousands of miles of land of Qing Ling Sect, sweeping them one by one, with a sad face.

Miao Ling felt a burst of pain, and immediately turned into determination, and said in a deep voice: "As long as there is still a soldier in this sect, my Miao Ling will fight to the last breath, a drop of blood!

Lin Shi's whole body shook, and he whispered in his mouth: "Eldest sister......" He also despised Miao Ling's injury, it seems that the eldest sister has also reached a very dangerous situation!

He suddenly felt uneasy, feeling that something bad was about to happen, and that he should not leave at this time.

"Lin Shi, let's take action! This is the last hope of this sect and the entire Lingdao, if you can't borrow strength from that person, then this qiē in front of you will be ruined by Wan Shu, and no one can stop it!"

Two figures, one old and one young, set off from the Qingling Sect and flew in the direction of the underground cave mansion.

The figures of the two had just disappeared, and they saw a figure suddenly appear in the void, which was actually Ning Chuan, who had been defeated before.

He was still defeated and injured in a battle with Lin Shi, but he was not in danger of his life, but he didn't expect him to hide not far from everyone!

Qing Ling was seriously injured, and his cultivation was no longer as good as an ordinary Manifestation Stage cultivator, and Miao Ling and Lin Shi didn't even notice Ning Chuan hidden in the distance!

"It turns out that Qing Ling has been seriously injured and dying, and it is not worth mentioning at all!" Ning Chuan's eyes lit up, and he secretly thought that if he could kill Qing Ling in one fell swoop and take his head to meet the monks outside the island, it would be a great achievement!

"Lin Shi, you ruined my Yiqiē, wait, one day I will take your life, I want you to suffer the most painful torture in the world!" Ning Chuan's face was extremely hideous, and his hatred for Lin Shi had reached its limit.

"They just said that they are going to find someone to deal with Wanshu, is there still an unborn powerhouse on this island? No, I'd better go and report to Nawanshu first, Lin Shi and Qingling have left, and the monks outside the island can get rid of the wonderful spirit when they come again!"

He didn't dare to get too close just now, and he didn't fully hear what Qing Ling said, but he and Lin Shi were going to find a strong man to deal with Wanshu, and they seemed to be quite confident.

"Okay, you go find a helper, and I'll come to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary!" Ning Chuan made up his mind, and immediately flew in the direction where the monks outside the island had left