The sun sets over the west mountain, and the moon shines brightly in the sky.
The Zhuliu Mountains at night and the silent stars in the sky are the short moments that everyone who comes here looks forward to.
The heat wave during the day is like being trapped in a steamer. Every pore of the body is emitting heat, and an impetuous mood will follow.
At night, the scorching wave subsides slightly, the quiet starlight descends, and the blue starry sky will naturally ease people's hearts.
Sanwangdian camp
At this time, Huang Yu was exhausted physically and mentally, panting and sitting on the gravel, the blood on his forehead mixed with sweat sliding across his face.
The disciples of Sanwang Palace around him were also a little tired. Their solemn and vigilant eyes carefully observed the changes around them, and they did not dare to relax for a moment.
Because they don't know when the people from Jiange and Daofu will appear and give them a fatal blow, they must be ready for battle at all times.
Any disturbance will attract their absolute attention. In this crisis-ridden situation, there is no communication, no complaints, no sadness, just intensive breathing.
"How many days is it?" Before Huang Yu could finish his words, the disciples of the Sanwang Hall around him all looked at him. After a few breaths, the panic on their faces gradually disappeared.
The reincarnation realm monk sitting next to Huang Yu swallowed and whispered: "After tonight, it will be the fifth day."
Huang Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead, stood up immediately, and said seriously: "If you want to live, stand up and follow me."
"The good days of Daofu and Jiange are coming to an end. You only need to resist for seven more days. After seven days, it will be time for us to launch a full-scale counterattack."
Under his encouragement, the exhausted Sanwang Palace disciples stood up one after another and disappeared under the bright moonlight with him.
Huangyu is the grandson of the elder of Sanwang Palace. The master of Sanwang Palace will never let him die here. They can only survive by following him. They all know this in their hearts.
Jiange, Daofu camp
Regardless of the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Mansion appears to be united and united to fight against the Sanwang Palace, but in fact they all have their own agendas.
In fact, in the past few days of pursuit, if they had fought to the death and were determined to die, they might have killed more disciples of Sanwang Palace, or even eliminated them in one fell swoop.
However, in order to maximize the interests of their own sects, the disciples of the two major sects refused to fight to the death, which gave the disciples of Sanwang Palace a chance to breathe.
The two major sects are several miles apart from Sanwang Palace, and it takes less than half a quarter of an hour to successfully surround them. However, the leaders of Jiange and Daofu are all looking at me, and I look at you, and no one cares. I am willing to catch up first and give the people of Sanwang Palace a head-on blow.
It is important to eliminate the disciples of Sanwang Palace, but it also needs to measure the losses of one's own sect. The people in Sanwang Palace's desperate counterattack cannot guarantee that they will not destroy one of the sects, or even kill one of them and severely damage the other one. This is also Totally possible.
When you are on the verge of death, desperate and helpless, and your heart is filled with despair, you can often burst out unprecedented energy in the human body. This power is enough to shake the world.
Ghost camp
Through divination, Zhufeng learned the exact locations of Jiange, Daofu, and Sanwang Palace.
He put away the jade token, then picked up the wine bottle lying on the ground, and said: "Let's stop here today. When I recover tomorrow, I will come to divine the location of the cave of the crazy blood ant colony."
Qiliang looked at Qilong beside him and asked: "Qilong, should we go to the Tsar City? Or should we stay here for two days first?"
Qi Long glanced at the direction of the Spirit Tribe, shook his head and whispered: "The Spirit Tribe people have been following us, and I don't want to use the lives of the Ghost Sect disciples to clear the way for them."
Qiliang slowly waved the folding fan in his palm, thought about it carefully, and said, "That's right. Tsar City is too dangerous, it's best for those from Sanwang Palace to go first."
"However, we only have more than two months. We are afraid that the people in Sanwang Palace, Daofu Mansion, and Jiange Pavilion are just like you and I. They will all stop moving forward and no one will take risks. Then wouldn't we come here in vain? trip?"
Qi Long frowned. He understood that the purpose of their trip was to find Feijie. If they stayed where they were and stagnated, there would be no point in searching.
Besides, Fei Xiaoyuan came to search for his brother Feijie in person. Seeing that the Tsar City was right in front of him, he was afraid of going there for fear of danger. This would inevitably lead to some misunderstandings.
But if the disciples of the Ghost Sect are allowed to take risks and walk ahead of other sects, no one knows what the outcome will be.
Qi Long thought about it for a long time, drank a few sips of wine, and said: "Let's go have a look around the Tsar City first. Then we'll make a decision based on the situation."
Pei Yuan said: "It's not clear whether those people from the Spirit Clan are enemies or friends. It's a bit unsafe to take them with us."
The faces of Jia Juesheng and others changed slightly, and they were also a little worried about this. It was good that the people of the Spirit Clan did not have any bad intentions. If the people of the Ghost Sect encountered a crisis, there was no guarantee that they would still be as well-behaved as they are now.
Zi Yang stared at the people from the Spirit Tribe for a long time, then turned around and said, "I don't think it's okay. They always keep a distance from us. They probably want to tell us that they have no ill intentions."
Jia Juesheng, who had fought against Lu Yu, reminded: "Zi Yang, you can't underestimate that guy named Lu Yu. He possesses the ancient book of thunder and light, the divine weapon of the Thunder God Palace, and his strength should not be underestimated."
"I can't break his formation, but he can use the Origin Stone to change the pattern of my formation, thereby controlling my formation. This is the biggest gap between him and me, a gap that can never be bridged."
"However, the ancient book of thunder and light has its advantages and disadvantages. He can arrange the formations at will, but with his current physique, he cannot exert the power of the ancient book of thunder and light at all."
Zhufeng asked casually: "Why?"
Before Jia Juesheng could speak, Qiu Qianqian explained softly: "The Ancient Book of Thunder Light is like a magic sword. If you don't have enough strength, it will be difficult to swing it. This is its biggest drawback."
Just when Jia Juesheng was about to speak, Zhufeng took the lead and said with a smile: "Miss Qianqian is so right. What Jia Juesheng said just now is all nonsense. Miss Qianqian made it clear in just a few words. It's really I admire you."
"What do you understand? What do you understand?" Jia Juesheng looked at Zhufeng with displeasure, showing deep disgust for his behavior of pretending to understand and praising others for no reason. .
After sensing Jia Juesheng's hostility, Zhufeng immediately became unhappy and argued with him: "Why don't I understand? Didn't Miss Qianqian just say it, didn't you hear clearly?"
Jia Juesheng glanced at him and said with disgust: "What formations do you know!"
Zhufeng didn't look at him and said to himself: "I don't understand formations, but I have seen many formation masters who have seen many formations."
Jia Juesheng said truthfully: "I came into contact with formation diagrams at the age of five, understood formation patterns at the age of six, and was able to arrange formations by myself at the age of seven. Are you worthy of talking to me about formations?"
Zhufeng said naturally: "I'm not talking about formations with you. I'm talking about formations with Miss Qianqian. What do you want?"
Zi Yang looked at the two people who were tit for tat and immediately stopped him: "Okay, okay, you two should stop saying a few words."
Zhufeng snorted coldly and turned his back to Jia Juesheng. The latter glanced at him with disdain and turned his back to him.
Pei Yuan smiled helplessly and said: "Don't worry about them for now, let's discuss how to face the Spirit Clan."
Qi Liang slowly closed the folding fan in his palm and said: "You mean, we will form an alliance with the people of the Spirit Clan? To fight against the other three major sects?"
Zi Yang immediately expressed his position: "This is a good choice, I agree!"
"I agree too!"
"And me, and me, and I don't have a problem with it either."
Two slightly childish children's voices sounded, and Xiaohai and Fei Xiaoyuan chose to support Ziyang.
"I have no opinion."
"I agree."
After a clear voice, there was a slightly lazy voice, and the two people were naturally Hua Yao and Qiu Qianqian.
Zhufeng, Jia Juesheng slowly turned around and said together: "I..."
The two glared at each other, and Jia Juesheng said sternly: "I said it first!"
Zhufeng said unconvinced, "I was the one who said it first!"
"I said!"
"I said!"
The two disagreed, and neither of them was willing to make concessions, so they started quarreling again.
As they talked, the two even got into a fight. Anyway, they were both in the fourth realm of Qi Flow, and no one was afraid of the other.
Ziyang exhaled and tried to dissuade her: "Okay. I understand what you two want to say, can you stop?"
"Hmph!" Zhufeng folded his hands on his chest, and was so angry that he stopped drinking and turned his back to Jia Juesheng again.
Jia Juesheng gasped heavily and said: "Bah! Wine bag and rice bag!"
Not to be outdone, Zhufeng said: "Damn lame, I'm warning you, don't be too arrogant!"
Jia Juesheng said angrily: "What did you say?!"
Zhufeng shouted loudly: "You are said to be a dead lame, what's wrong? Dead lame! Dead lame! Dead lame! Do you hear me clearly?"
"If you didn't hear clearly, I can speak louder, and I'll make sure you know the words "die lame".
In order to prevent the two from clashing again, Ziyang shouted: "Stop arguing! What's there to argue about? We are all friends. Is there anything we can't talk about?"
Just as the two were about to accuse each other, Ziyang said again: "Stop it, stop it."
After Jia Juesheng and Zhufeng stopped arguing, Qi Liang analyzed seriously: "I don't think so. Lu Yu is very arrogant. He never takes anyone seriously. The matter of alliance with the Spirit Clan, I’m just afraid he won’t agree.”
Qi Long put down the wine bottle in his hand and added: "Qi Liang is right. Although Lu Yu of the Spirit Clan is very capable, he is also very arrogant. I think it is difficult to achieve an alliance with the Spirit Clan, and it is almost impossible. .”
Zi Yang smiled and said: "Don't be so frustrated. No one can predict the outcome before getting the real answer."
"Qilong, why don't you give it a try?" Qiliang asked quietly, slapping his palms with his folding fan.
Although he didn't have much hope for the alliance with the Eldar, he still wanted to ask. He might be rejected if he asked, but if he didn't ask, he would never know what others meant.
Even if someone wants an alliance but is unable to speak up for some reason, if you don't speak up, you won't be able to get the answer in your lifetime.
