Retreat is also death, and there is still half a glimmer of hope in advance.

Under such circumstances, the East-West coalition forces rushed forward with their lives.

Qin Kong's ultimate move is indeed very lethal, but the true yuan consumed is also extremely large, and it is impossible to use it continuously.

Faced with such a situation, his pressure also increased sharply.

The casualties of the Meditation Nunnery and a small number of disciples of the Xianshan Sect also increased rapidly.

There were even many disciples of the meditation nunnery who chose to blow themselves up, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Compared with the battle of Xianshan Island a few years ago, it was even better.

"Biyun, Holy Smoke, you take your disciples to retreat in the direction of Honglin Temple!" Witnessing the situation in front of him, Qin Kong decisively conveyed his decision.

If it continues like this, within a few days, the entire Meditation Nunnery and even the disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect such as Biyun will be wiped out.

Qin Kong didn't want to see such a picture happen.

For the sake of the hidden door, the Holy Master resolutely chose to die, the sacrifice of the meditation nunnery was too great, and Qin Kong would never let the meditation nunnery, which had been inherited for thousands of years, be destroyed in one fell swoop.

As for Biyun and the other disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect, they were all elites within his faction, and he would not allow them to suffer annihilation.

Biyun, of course the Holy Cause will not agree.

If they left, they could indeed save themselves, but Qin Kong would be surrounded on all sides, and that would be an unacceptable result.

"No, we can't go, we live and die with you!" the two girls vetoed in unison.

Qin Kong was furious.

"If you don't leave, I'll kill myself in front of you!" After Qin Kong shook the surrounding enemies, the Dragon Yin Sword was directly placed on his neck, and a trace of blood spilled out along the extremely sharp blade.

At the critical moment, Qin Kong's determination was very firm.

He knew he was getting himself into a Jedi, but he had no better way, and he had to do it in order to preserve the Hidden Gate.

Biyun, Shengyin and others were shocked, and they instinctively shed tears.

Sheng Yin wanted to say something, but was pulled by Biyun.

She knew Qin Kong's temper, and if she said anything more, it would very likely cause bad consequences.

"Be careful, we will come to your aid as soon as possible. Biyun's tears couldn't stop flowing down, and the saddest thing at this time was none other than her.

She loves Qin Kong to the core.

If she was given a choice, she would rather accompany Qin Kong to die together, but Qin Kong's decision left her with no choice.

She wanted to get out, but there were still disciples of the Xianshan Sect and disciples of the Meditation Nunnery behind her, and she couldn't be so selfish for them.

"Let's go!" Biyun walked very resolutely, she knew that only by fighting her way out of the encirclement and moving in to the reinforcements as soon as possible could Qin Kong have any hope of living.

Of course, Sangin and others understand this.

And when Elder Changmei witnessed this scene, he smiled.

In his opinion, these meditation nunnery, the disciples of the Xianshan faction are not important, they will leave when they leave, as long as Qin Kong is destroyed, he will be a great achievement.

Qin Kong's value is greater than that of the entire Meditation Nunnery, this is what he personally ordered before leaving, you must know that Qin Kong is the leader of the alliance elected by the four factions of the Hidden Sect this time.

"Let them go, everyone surrounds Qin Kong!" he decisively ordered.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Qin Kong is, when he kills this, he will always have the strength to run out.

For Biyun, Shengyin and the others, looking at Qin Kong and Xiao Hei, who were surrounded by dense black shadows like ants, their hearts were like knives.

This step is extremely difficult for them.

Biyun felt that her heart was broken, and tears had already covered her face.

In the encirclement, Qin Kong glanced at Xiao Hei, and he smiled bitterly: "Xiao Hei, this time we are nine deaths!"

Xiao Hei grinned and smiled: "Boss, I can live and die with you, Xiao Hei will die without regrets." ”

As an ancient divine beast, Xiao Hei's bones flowed with belligerent blood.

In the face of such a big situation, it has no fear, only boundless excitement.

Qin Kong smiled, but his body was rippling with boundless murderous aura.

Seeing that the dense figure pressed up, Qin Kong's long sword swung and rushed into the enemy circle, and Xiao Hei was not to be outdone, although the long-term battle had exhausted it, but its vigor was no less than Qin Kong's.

One man and one beast were surrounded by countless people, and they fell into a boundless fight.

This battle was fought in the dark, and the world was turned upside down.

Both sides seem to have lost track of time and are just blindly killing, killing, and killing.

What used to be a quiet place, Jingse-an, suddenly became a natural slaughterhouse.

The clear mountain spring is slowly dyed red, and all that flows down from the mountain is blood-red water, and there will be some stumps, broken arms, broken flesh and clothes in the water from time to time, and the scene is extremely miserable.

Honglin Temple, when Biyun and others came, the already one-sided situation was even more suspenseful.

A month later, the battle situation in Honglin Temple was completely wiped out.

Regardless of cleaning the battlefield, everyone changed their previous plan and hurried to Qingyun Mountain Meditation Nunnery.

Along the way, everyone's hearts were very heavy, and for a month, I didn't know if Qin Kong was still alive, in fact, everyone understood in their hearts.

Surrounded by such a powerful enemy, even God cannot stop it.

Among all the people, it was the disciples of the Xianshan Sect who were the most hurt.

They rushed to the temple with hot wheels under their feet.

What wasn't a long distance suddenly became a long way.

Qingyun Mountain finally arrived, and what made them desperate was that there was no shouting and killing on the mountain, and there was only a deathly silence.

The mountain wind blows through the mountains and forests, as if playing mournful music.

There were stumps everywhere, blood everywhere, and the entire Qingyun Mountain seemed to be dyed red.

Everyone slowly walked to the top of the mountain, and everywhere they went, they were shocked.

In front of it is the huge archway of Jingxin Temple, and after months of fighting, the entire archway has long been fragmented.

On the big characters of the meditation nunnery, there is a touch of red, which is particularly shocking.

A melodious flute sounded suddenly, a little abrupt, but in the ears of the disciples of the Xianshan Sect, it was tantamount to the sound of heaven.

Because they all knew that the sound of the flute came from their most revered master.

They knew better than anyone what the sound of the flute meant.

"Qin Kong is still alive—" Biyun whispered excitedly, rushing forward like a gust of wind, and countless figures followed closely behind him.

Jingxin Temple, Wuji Peak, this is the highest peak of Qingyun Mountain.

When Biyun and the others arrived, the corpses on the top of the mountain were piled up like a mountain, and all the rocks were red.

The elder of the Cangyin Sect had a bowl-sized blood hole in his chest, and his whole person was leaning against a boulder, his eyes were filled with endless fear, as if he had seen a ghost before he died.

And on the edge of the cliff, a slightly gloomy back sat quietly, silently playing the flute, blood gurgling down his wrists, splashing on the rocks, like plum blossoms in full bloom.