Qin Yan and Jiang Moyu returned to the spider plate, and when the owner's head was placed in front of Zhao Mancang, the white-haired old man immediately knew what he should do.

From the second master to the seventh master, they were all summoned together, and with the persuasion of Zhao Mancang and the help of Jiang Moyu's "kindness", Qin Yan was enshrined as the new owner.

Qin Yan spent seven days working to completely control the spider moth in his own hands.

Ten days later, the Blood Wolf Monk arrived, took away the autumn dew on the leaf and the silver ghost face and left, leaving an order before leaving, asking Qin Yan to lead the crowd to Yandang Mountain and rush to the battlefield of the great battle between good and evil.

Yandang Mountain.

In the past, the holy land of the righteous path that was on a par with Qingweiju has now been reduced to a sea of blood.

The front mountain, the back mountain, the four small peaks, and even the place where the sword god of Yandang Mountain ascended back then, were all in the midst of war.

Countless demon beasts surrounded from all directions, driven by the evil sect and the demon clan, and carried out wave after wave of killings against the remaining monks of Yandang Mountain.

The demon beasts seemed to be endless, and Yandang Mountain was outnumbered, losing inch after inch of land, until it retreated to the ancestral hall. The power of the mountain protection circle has been weakened repeatedly, and now it can only maintain a three-mile radius of the territory. All the disciples on the mountain were gathered here, and the head of the sect, Mr. Mo and Wang Long, went into battle in person, and they still couldn't stop the blood from getting tighter and tighter in the exhausting battle......

The reinforcements of the righteous path were at the foot of the mountain, and they fought fiercely with Mu Hongqiu, Bi Xuan, Moyun Jinpeng and other evil demons, but the evil demon alliance had already prepared, and the righteous people were never able to attack head-on, and several night attacks were also discovered, but they suffered heavy casualties.

In front of the small hill, Fang Qiuyao, the leader of the Righteous Path Alliance, swept over at a glance, and all he saw was an anxious and gloomy face. He himself was also anxious, but as the leader of the alliance, he could only endure the suppression and pretend to be calm to inquire about the battle situation.

The young boy who used to be unable to even speak in the face of his beloved girl has now gradually gained bearing. But just three or four months of experience was not enough for him to develop enough wisdom to deal with the current situation. The last time he smashed Mu Hongqiu's conspiracy, after all, it was just a mistake.

He couldn't help but look at Zuo Xingqi, the deputy alliance leader next to him. This middle-aged scribe dressed as a guy is really a slick old man, in fact, even if Fang Qiuyao is named the leader of the alliance, most of the time he has to follow Zuo Xingqi's advice before the order can be effectively issued.

There was no trace of joy and anger on Zuo Xingqi's face. Unlike Fang Qiuyao's strong support, Zuo Xingqi is really calm as water. The blood-colored flames of war on the distant peaks and peaks did not come into his eyes at all.

Zuo Xingqi is calculating the current distribution of the strength of each faction.

Qingwei House is gone.

The two first disciples of the Cangliu Hall disappeared, and their prestige was greatly reduced, but they still sent He Bufan and the four major disciples to the rescue.

Tianji Pavilion was deeply involved in the rebellion in the capital, and he was unable to inquire about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Ye Xinghe, the first disciple of Illusory Island, was in retreat and participating in meditation, so this time it was the master of Purple Star Island who went out alone. She is the only character who can confront Mu Hongqiu head-on.

The most outstanding disciples of Yandang Mountain, Hao Chengang and He Lianshan, because of their travels, had time to return to the mountain in the future, but at this time they were trapped outside the mountain gate, and fought bloody battles among the demons with many righteous people. But the strength of the two of them could not prevent the demise of Yandang Mountain.

In addition to the five major sects, only Mingxinlou's combat power is still worth seeing, Zhou Yueyi and Yan Moran are both masters of the realm of heaven and man. As for other small factions, such as Guiyun Pavilion, Pei Luoshan, Tianhaitang, Hunjiang Gang, etc., they can only be used as cannon fodder.

The power of the righteous path has weakened to the point where it cannot compete with any of the evil factions, demons, and demons. This group of people came to the aid of Yandang Mountain under the call of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and they were majestic at the beginning, but in fact, the biggest result was only at the foot of the front mountain, and then they were driven back. All the rhetoric of indignation and the efforts of bloody struggle are just the best of the best.

If you don't move the real person and don't go down the mountain, Yandang Mountain will definitely be destroyed!

'Po Sha Door...... The Blood Wolf Monk might make a move?' Zuo Xingqi pondered silently. This situation is not an opportunity for the weak Wucheng faction.

"Uncle Zuo, your eyes are rolling around, what the hell are you doing?" a delicate voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Although the voice was pleasant, it sounded extremely disgusting to Zuo Xingqi. This little girl of ghosts and elves always circles around him when she has nothing to do, which is really annoying.

He glanced at Xin Xian, who was smiling with wide eyes and eyes next to him, but did not answer.

Fang Qiuyao shouted: "Miss Xin, don't disturb Mr. Zuo!"

Xin Xian smiled: "I'm not cheering up Uncle Zuo! Seeing that Uncle Zuo is confident, he must have come up with a lot of clever plans, just wait for the critical time to show off, isn't it, Uncle Zuo?" she pushed Bai Lang again, "Boy, what do you think?"

Bai Lang woke up from his stupor, and nodded hurriedly: "You're right. But he has always been concerned about the sword sheet sent by Ge Xinglie.

Fang Qiuyao looked at Zuo Xingqi suspiciously: "Mr. Zuo...... Isn't there a clever idea?"

Zuo Xingqi was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a cheer from the distance: "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming!"

Fang Qiuyao was overjoyed in his heart, and walked over: "Where are the reinforcements?"

"Here, here, here!"

In the distance, I saw two figures, one fat and one thin, walking around the crowd.

The smoke and cloud sword of the Ming Extinguishing Building is flying. Luo Ying, the fat man of Huanglong Island. There are some masters of the two factions in the back.

Fang Qiuyao was slightly disappointed in his heart. Although Yanyun Sword Zhu Fei is powerful, it cannot become a decisive force in this kind of big scene. He Lianshan, who is between him and his equal, is still trapped on the battlefield at the moment!

The fat man Luo Ying waved his fat hand and greeted: "Don't worry, everyone, with us, Mu Hongqiu can't make any waves!"

Fang Qiuyao smiled with him: "Then count on Brother Luo......"

Zuo Xingqi watched coldly, watching this farce-like scene in his eyes.

Indeed, the path has weakened. He thought.

When Fang Qiuyao led Luo Ying and Zhu Fei to him and asked him for advice, he looked full of confidence: "With Zhu Shaoxia and Luo Shaoxia joining, our chances of winning are much greater." There is a gap in the demon beast formation on the western front, we can take the opportunity to attack it!"

Xiaomu Peak of Yandang Mountain.

Two figures bypassed the eyes and ears of the demon beast and sneaked in from a secluded place.

This was originally the place where the sword god soared, and the mountains were full of lush greenery, but now it has completely changed its appearance, leaving only the remnants of branches and leaves, and countless corpses, a mess after the war.

There is a light mist between the trails, drifting with the mountain breeze. There is a hint of blood in it, and it looks even more eerie in the night.

Except for the howl of the monster beast in the distance, there was no trace of a living person here.

The two figures stayed here for a long time, as if they were reminiscing and remembering.

"Brother Xinglie, the demon beast is attacking the ancestral hall again. ”

"Hmm. Ge Xinglie nodded, full of complicated feelings.