Chapter 304: A loud slap

Generally speaking, there are only three possibilities for a large-scale beast tide.

The first possibility is that there is a reality of the elixir that is being created somewhere, this elixir is almost famous for the temptation of spirit beasts, the higher the age of the elixir, it will make more and higher-level spirit beasts crazy, and finally it will be out of control, and finally break out of the beast tide!

Just like the red flame fruit that Lu Li found at the foot of the Yuxia Mountain and on the shore of the Void Sea back then.

But if it is the beast tide that erupts because of the elixir, most of the spirit beasts fall into madness, and the violent beast nature is magnified several times, and the origin is completely lost, and it will not be like all the spirit beasts in Qingling City today, as if they are waiting for some kind of hint, and they will not be triggered!

The second possibility is that there is a change in Zhongzhou, where there is a strange treasure display, which attracts celestial phenomena and causes a tide of beasts!

However, once such a beast tide breaks out, what it attracts are some people who have been psychic and intelligent, and have made good shapes! The worst thing is that they are also strong people with excellent spiritual intelligence, but they still retain the body of beasts, if it triggers such a beast tide, let alone a Qingling City, even the four orthodox Wolong Langya and the like will most likely be burned!

The predicament in front of Qingling City is obviously not in line with that beast tide!

Then there is only the third situation left!

In the land of Zhongzhou, there are many strange sects, and there is an orthodox sect that knows the magic power of the beast, and it is famous all over the world for being the same as the spirit beasts of Zhongzhou!

Spirit Bird Gate!

The high-level monks who came out of the Spirit Bird Sect and relied on the secret magic power of the beast thaumaturgy can also attract a certain scale of beast tides!

Standing on top of the tower of Qingling City, looking at the group of spirit beasts that surrounded Qingling City under the city and could not be seen at a glance, Leng Lingwei only felt a chill down her spine!

She paused slightly, turned around, and glanced at Ye Qianbing, who was following closely behind her. At this time, her silver teeth were clenched, and her frosty face was quite ugly.

Then, Leng Lingwei's eyes stopped on the bodies of the young spirit cultivators below the city tower.

These Qingling cultivators, except for Ye Qianbing, who was in the middle stage of the Spirit Movement who was following her, the rest of the strongest ones were only in the Spirit Realm. But at this time, they were looking at themselves with a look of hope, and their eyes were full of thirst for life.

Seeing this, Leng Lingwei felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

For more than 50 years, she has been staying in this Qingling City.

At the beginning, the Blue Devil, Lu Li, and Fan Yan, the city lord of the Green Spirit City, had never returned since they went to the Green Spirit Secret Realm. The Qingling Ancestral Forbidden, which had terrified countless Yuanying cultivators, had lost its effectiveness for some reason decades ago.

Originally, the foreign monks didn't know about it, but with the power of the ancestral ban, even if the Ye family's ancestor Qing Mo and the city lord Fan Yan were no longer there, no monk dared to attack rashly.

However, this layer of tiger-like window paper, the original iron-blooded ban on flying in the sky in Qingling City was finally pierced by an external Yuanying monk by chance.

All of a sudden, Qingling City was in a critical situation.

At that time, Qingling was supported by a weak female streamer, Ye Qianbing, but with the daughter of the Ye family, who was only worthy of advancing to the middle stage of agility, how could she survive the battle, resisting weakness was useless, and she was almost defeated.

And at the moment of Qingling City's life and death, Leng Lingwei was born, relying on her strength that was already in the middle of the Yuan Infant at that time, she shocked foreign monks from all walks of life and helped Qingling to live the situation.

And she, Leng Lingwei, was also forced to ascend to the position of the Lord of Qingling City under the eyes of the monks of Qingling City with a thirst and hope. There was no way, she finally hugged her thighs, how could these Qingling monks, who were used to being obedient, easily let her go.

has been a peaceful day for more than ten years, and with Leng Lingwei, the great power of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, Qingling City is also quite stable.

It's just a pity that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, the original Qingling crisis should be successfully solved by Leng Lingwei's birth, and today it is precisely because of Leng Lingwei that the entire Qingling City is in prison, what people often say about reincarnation, probably so!

"City Lord, let's fight with him!"

Ye Qianbing's expression was cold, and she looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe in front of the ten thousand beasts under the city tower, and said murderously.

"What do you fight, do you want to take them?"

Leng Lingwei looked cold and arrogant, and glanced at the declining cultivators in Qingling City, and there was some ridicule in her voice.

"Why not, although my Qingling City is in decline, but there is still blood, we gather the strength of the whole city and fight him to the death, there may not be no way to live, not to mention, there is also the city lord, you are a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant!

After that, Ye Qianbing looked at those monks in Qingling City with a look of hope, and the courage to regard death as if she were home, and only hoped to get the approval of her people!

But it's a pity that except for a few of her Ye family's diehards, sporadically expressing that they live and die together, and want to fight to the death with the people outside the city and the beasts under his control, the rest of the cultivators in the city all looked at each other after listening to Ye Qianbing's words, and turned to bow their heads and remain silent, not saying that they agreed, and of course they never denied it, but this attitude still doesn't explain their state of mind at this time!

Ye Qianbing felt like he had been slapped loudly by his Qingling clansmen, and her face turned pale.

"You...... You ......!"

She clenched her silver teeth and pointed at a kind of Qingling monk who bowed her head and was silent, almost vomiting blood in anger!

"Hehe~!"

Leng Lingwei sneered, she was not surprised by this.

Shinto is a way of human affection, people do not do it for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!

After being this Qingling City Lord for decades, she already knew the temperament of these Qingling monks!

It is the opposite of the fact that we can share happiness and not share suffering.

Leng Lingwei had no doubt at all that if she told these Qingling monks at this time that she would do what the blue-robed monk under the city tower said, so as to save the entire Qingling City, these Qingling monks would immediately cheer and celebrate the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

As for whether they will be grateful to Leng Lingwei, a woman who has saved them once, who knows, maybe!

But, why!

Leng Lingwei is not stupid, on the contrary, she is an extremely wise woman.

The black widow who was the second leader of Liuyun at the beginning, the one-armed imperial concubine later, and now the city lord of Qingling, who loves to do the stupid thing of sacrificing her life for righteousness, if it weren't for waiting for Lu Li here, she could have abandoned the city and left.

Leng Lingwei knew to herself that if he fought alone, he would not be the opponent of the filthy monk under the city tower, but if he wanted to run, he would still be unable to resist it!

Thinking of this, Leng Lingwei had a headache, her white palm stroked her forehead, and she closed her eyes slightly!

"City Lord!"

Ye Qianbing called behind her, with a hint of shame and concern in her breath.

The reaction of the cultivators in the city just now made her die of shame, but she was really afraid that Leng Lingwei would really give up herself for this Qingling City and become the furnace of that filthy monk!

If it is said that at this moment, Qingling City encounters the current situation of the great enemy under the city, there are still so many bloody monks in the city, I am afraid that there is only a female Liu Ye Qianbing in front of him and a few diehards of her Ye family!

"Leng Lingwei, my patience is limited! I will give you a pillar of incense to think about it, if you don't get a reply, I will only treat you as ignorant of current affairs, but I will command Wan Ling to attack Qingling, but not only you will become my furnace, but the monks of this city will also be buried for your stupidity!"

The vicious voice came from under the city tower, and it was very powerful, and it was the high level of the peak of Yuanying!