Chapter 1745: The Hypocritical Father

Transformed by the souls of many other ancestors of the god race, Jing Xue's delicate body was enveloped inside, and the bright beam of witchcraft that drove away the witchcraft for her gradually dissipated after a long time.

When the beam dissipated, all eyes looking at her were full of anticipation.

Chu Tian also looked at her expectantly.

This time, I think I'll be able to exorcise the witch's magic and restore it to its normal strength.

To be honest, after several years of adaptation, he has long been accustomed to the unimaginably terrifying Jingxue, and Jingxue's appearance yesterday made him faintly panicked, frightened, and a little at a loss in his heart.

However, Batian and the others were all frowning.

Jing Xue's strength has not recovered at all, and she is still in a weak state without the power to restrain the chicken.

The four sages closed their eyes slightly, perceiving Jingxue's situation with their consciousness, and after a while, they opened their eyes and looked at each other, and a certain sage said hesitantly: "The situation of the goddess, how can it seem that there is no change in the slightest. ”

Elder Wang Lin also nodded, and said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, this witch's methods are terrifying, just a mere witchcraft, and the ancestors burning their souls can't have the slightest impact on it, but it's difficult for the goddess to fight with it." ”

Deception is thoughtful.

With the strength of the ancestors, can't the situation be alleviated in the slightest?

He looked at Jing Xue's gaze, and unconsciously changed from spoiling to a little disgusted.

In this way, his baby daughter is no longer of any use?

Chu Tian also sensed the situation in Jing Xue's body with his perception, but in his sense, Wu's sorcery was still deeply hidden in the void, as before, mysterious and unpredictable, and he couldn't sense the slightest truth in it.

Therefore, he could only rely on the messages of the Protoss Sages, and listening to the seniors say that there was no relief in the slightest, that is, there was no relief in the slightest.

The conversation of several Protoss Sages was not only heard by Chu Tian, but also by Jing Xue.

It's just that her expression is still indifferent, as if she doesn't take this important matter related to her life and death to heart, but her indifferent pretty face is unusually pale, in the red light of the sunset, quiet and indifferent, and poignant again.

Chu Tianben was already cold to her, but somehow, as soon as he saw Jing Xue's quiet and indifferent appearance, he felt uncontrollably distressed and pityful.

In a trance, it seemed that the terrifyingly powerful Jingxue no longer existed, and the girl in front of him seemed to have changed back to the appearance of Xiao Jing, whom he liked deeply.

In the past, Xiao Jing encountered this situation, and it was also so quiet, so quiet that he had no heart and no lungs, and no heart and no lungs made him feel distressed.

It's as if time has gone back in time.

In the past, even in the face of the mortal situation, the heartless fool who still responded with a smile seemed to miraculously reappear in front of Chu Tian after being separated by endless distant years.

He was a little breathless, anxious, and even asked, "Seniors, what else can save Xiao Jing?"

Several saints glanced at each other, and only Elder Wang Lin replied: "The Tang Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Law Palace, although he may not be stronger than the ancestors here, but he is also an alchemist of the Holy Realm Divine Soul, and it is not known that he may have a unique ability to exorcise such evil arts, but there is not much hope. ”

Although the Holy Realm Divine Soul is powerful, the Tang Hall Lord himself is a leader at this level, but he may not be able to catch up with their Wang Batian, who has already comprehended cause and effect.

Wang Du was helpless about this situation, even if the alchemist had a unique approach, the chance of saving Jingxue was not too great.

Wang Lin thought for a while, and then said: "If it is said that the strongest person in the world who rescued the goddess may be the ancestor of the Feng clan who has already comprehended the origin, but the Feng clan usually has eyes above the top, and may not be willing to help. ”

"If you go to the Feng Clan, most of you won't even be able to see that person's face. But if you go to see the Tang Hall Master, the Ten Thousand Law Hall may not be peaceful, in short, this matter itself is extremely difficult. ”

When Chu Tian heard this, his expression was indifferent, but he finally cheered up, and asked the saints of the Protoss with his fists: "So, that senior will join us to go to the outside world to seek a way to help?"

For a while, the audience was silent.

Elder Wang Lin wanted to accept it, but he couldn't help but glance at Wang Lin, the grandson of the six gods and no owner, in the distance, after this chaos, and finally did not accept it.

In the previous battle, he only had time to rescue Wang Lin, who had the highest talent, but he didn't have time to save his son and daughter-in-law, that is, Wang Lin's parents.

This child is usually smooth, although he is gifted and has a good cultivation at a young age, but the other party who was born with a golden key has not encountered any big storms after all.

In one day, both parents fell into the hands of demons,

He is here, and he can also be used as the backbone.

If he leaves, Wang Lin, the child, will not even have this backbone.

Therefore, as soon as his heart softened, he did not agree.

All the sages are all people with keen perception, and the sages below may not know it, but the sages and above can sense the Dao, outside this ancestral land, there are the perceptions of the demon saints watching and browsing.

Among them, there are also causal demon saints such as plague demons and red practice.

If the Protoss was in its heyday, when the old man was still there, with the help of the power of the formation, he might be able to compete with it.

But now that most of the saints of the Protoss have fallen, only a few of them remain, and no one on the side of the demon saints has fallen, and the power of the formation is no longer there, if they are discovered, they will definitely not be safe and sound.

Even if it is a conceited cultivator, he will not agree to such a proposal, after all, under the shroud of the Dark Holy Grail, it is too much of a loss to fight against those demon saints.

It's better to hide in the ancestral land for the time being, and wait for the enemy to go.

They vaguely sensed that the reason why the demons dared to invade them on a large scale must be to contain all the human camps that were capable of supporting, but this kind of containment, thinking about it, should not exist permanently, but should have a time limit.

They only need to stay in this safe ancestral land, and when the time limit is up, when the demon clan retreats, they will regain their strength.

The Demon Race's move should be enough to provoke the anger of their Four Divine Clans, the Six Holy Lands, and the entire human camp, and under this kind of anger, what the Demon Race is about to face is bound to be an extremely sharp counterattack.

They don't go out at this time, it's not that they are greedy for life and afraid of death, but for a lifetime, how difficult it is to cultivate to the transcendent realm of sainthood, rather than accompanying Chu Tian out and risking the huge danger in front of them to win a glimmer of life to save Jingxue, it is better to leave a useful body for the future.

In the end, their move is the trend of the times, and there is nothing wrong with it.

When the others didn't respond, Chu Tian turned his gaze to Batian, his expression was a little sad, and said: "Uncle, Xiao Jing is your daughter, others can not go, you should always go, right? ”

His silver eyes were extremely bright, like sharp nails that wanted to nail the sky to death.

Batian suddenly felt that his blazing gaze was extremely annoying, and a rare trace of embarrassment appeared on his coercive face, but he quickly relented, his eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he muttered: "Our clan is respected as one of the four god clans, with a long history and a long bloodline, since the battle to destroy the demons, although the demon clan has moved, its influence is limited to the outside world, and has not affected our clan..."

"Huh?"

Batian answered the question, which made Chu Tian quite surprised.

He didn't understand it, he just wanted his uncle to come forward to protect Jingxue, how could the other party recall the long history of the Protoss, it was a bit far, right?

"Counting the time, our people have enjoyed peace for more than 10,000 years, but today they have suffered such a great calamity..."

Speaking of this, Batian's expression suddenly changed in grief, and he said in grief: "So many of my clans fell into the hands of the demon clan, it is my Batian's sin, it is my failure to fulfill the duties of the king, so there is such a loss, if he goes underground one day, he will not have the face to see the ancestors of my clan." ”

At this point, he was so grief-stricken that he almost fainted on the spot.

Under the persuasion of Wang Lin and several other saints, it was easy to regain calm.

Batian calmed down, and looked at Chu Tian Jingxue with tears in his eyes: "Therefore, it is not that this king is unwilling to take risks, but that my clan's losses have been so great that there can be no more big losses, I want to stay in the ancestral land and sit on the earth, so I can only entrust my daughter to Chutian you." ”

"Xiao Jing, Chutian is a person worthy of support, you are really in love, if there is God, if you want to come to God, you will also protect you, you go out, you will be able to turn evil into good fortune, turn danger into safety, although my father is reluctant, but because of the responsibilities on his shoulders, he can't accompany you to go. ”

"Xiao Jing, can you understand the reluctance and grief in your father's heart, and can you understand my good intentions?"

Batian asked Jingxue with emotion.