Montaigne stared at the excavators and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Is there nothing we can do?"
Meng Yi shook his head and sighed: "We can only wait!"
"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die?" Montaigne said in a very aggressive tone, not giving the clan leader any face.
Meng Yi was not angry and said slowly: "Wait for a hope!"
"Hope? How can we still have hope!" Montaigne sneered.
Meng Yi looked towards the basement of the ancestral hall and pointed: "Hope is there!"
Montaigne understood immediately: "You mean... Your Majesty!"
"Yes." Meng Yi nodded: "If the king's cultivation level can be further improved, the golden mecha will be no problem."
Montaigne forced himself to calm down: "Okay, then wait until the king comes out of seclusion!"
On the first day, the people of Qin were all watching Galifford and others digging the mountain in the ancestral hall.
Three days later, all the people of Qin were doing whatever they were supposed to do and had become accustomed to it.
According to Galliford's progress, it would take almost two months to level the entire mountain, but to destroy the formation, one month of digging would be enough.
Now, both sides are calm and waiting.
The Yama people are waiting for the formation to be destroyed, and then the Qin people will have nowhere to escape.
Everyone in the Meng family was waiting for Qin Fan to come out of seclusion.
outside world.
Although the beautiful country spread the news of Qin Fan's death, although it did not cause any response, high-level officials from various countries were silently paying attention to the news.
Secret spies from all over the world have been busy these days, trying not to let go of any information about Qin Fan.
In the beautiful palace.
Mr. Datong, who is nearly eighty years old, is convening some senior officials for a secret meeting.
"That Qin BeiJi has been in the second civilized world for a long time and has never come out. It seems that he really died in it."
"Mr. Datong, I have long said that once Qin Beiji enters the second civilized world, there is absolutely no possibility of coming out alive. We can do whatever we want to do!" This more hawkish senior executive began again. Urging Mr. Datong to take action against China.
The rest of the people were noncommittal.
Mr. Datong smiled slightly and said: "There is no rush. Let the people from the Western countries explore the way first. Moreover, as far as I know, there is also a fight among the cultivator forces within the Huaxia Kingdom."
"There is a saying in China. At this time, it is better for us to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."
"I think Mr. Datong is right. If we act rashly, it may be counterproductive. It will prompt the practitioners within China to stop fighting among themselves and unite with the outside world!"
"Yes, I think so too!"
Mr. Datong nodded and said: "Continue to closely monitor the trends of various countries, and we will wait for opportunities to act."
To the west of the mainland, the Eagle Country.
Temple of Light.
Ever since Qin Fan killed several red archbishops, the God-Emperor has been kneeling in front of the statue in the Temple of Light all day long, chanting unknown prayers.
The huge statue of a god more than ten meters high is an old man who was crucified.
At this moment, the old man on the cross was actually emitting crystal white light.
When the God-Emperor saw this scene, he immediately fell to the ground, knelt down and chanted even more firmly.
On an island in the Pacific, beneath the huge black statue, there is an underground palace.
There is a statue in the palace wrapped in black robes, with a sickle in its hand.
The Lord of the Sin Realm, wrapped in a black robe, knelt respectfully in front of the statue, and blood slowly flowed into the foot of the statue along with his wrists.
"Sir, I have been supporting you with my blood for thirty years. Counting the previous dozens of domain lords, it has been almost hundreds of years. Is it time for you to wake up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the statue's eyes suddenly emitted two red lights, which was extremely terrifying in the dark and deep underground palace.
"My lord, you are finally about to wake up!"
He gritted his teeth, cut his other wrist, and drained blood at the foot of the statue.
Romantic West.
In an inaccessible place, there is a blood-red ocean.
At night, countless bats hover over the sea of blood, some are golden, some are silver, and most are black.
There was deathly silence in the blood sea, but from the depths of the blood sea, there was a hint of terror from time to time.
Suddenly, a big blood-red hand reached out from the depths of the blood sea and grabbed the bat hovering in the air.
A trace of red energy flowed from the bats' bodies into the big bloody hands, which were the essence of life.
Those bats actually uttered human words, some with old voices, some with young voices, all pleading.
"Ancestor, leave some life essence for us! Otherwise we will die!"
"Yes, ancestor, please!"
The big bloody hand ignored their pleas, but after absorbing almost all the life essence, it retracted into the depths of the blood sea.
The whole sea of blood returned to calm.
China.
In the superior's office.
Hong Shanhe had a gloomy look on his face, looking at the superior behind the table worriedly and said: "Some people were spreading rumors some time ago that that kid Qin Fan died in the beautiful country."
"I didn't believe it at first, but how long has passed and there's still no news about him. Could it be that something really happened to him?"
The superior shook his head and said calmly: "The news may be false, but the beautiful country has achieved the effect they wanted."
"Now the forces of various countries are ready to take action, especially those forces that were suppressed by Qin Fan before. They may retaliate at any time."
"Internally, we heard from the ancient martial arts community that he is officially ready to be born. Many people believe that Qin Fan has died in the beautiful country."
Hong Shanhe frowned and said, "Where did that kid go? It's been more than two months, and there's no news at all?"
"If the ancient martial arts world emerges, the Arctic Group and the Arctic Sword Sect may be in danger!"
The superior sighed: "Not just them, the entire Chinese martial arts world will probably start a bloody storm!"
"If the ancient martial arts world were to emerge, the ambition would be huge!"
"Inform Li Nianci of the news and ask him to take precautions and try not to conflict with the ancient martial arts community before Qin Fan comes back."
Hong Shanhe said solemnly: "We have already informed you that the Arctic Sword Sect has begun to shrink its defenses, and all the disciples outside have been transferred back."
"The Arctic Group has also begun to shrink, but what if the ancient martial arts community takes action first? We can't let them endure it!"
The superior said calmly: "Be patient for now! Let's wait and see what's going on in the ancient martial arts world!"
"kindness."
Hong Shanhe nodded gloomily. Although he was angry, there was nothing he could do.
Arctic Group.
In Li Nianci's office.
Su Qing looked at Li Nianci, who had lost weight and turned pale. She brought a bowl of chicken soup and advised with a distressed expression: "Chairman, please eat something! Xiao Fanji has his own destiny, and he will definitely be fine. of!"
"If Xiaofan comes back and sees you like this, he will definitely be sad!"
"Besides, I don't blame you for this! With Xiaofan's character, even if you try to persuade him, you still can't stop him!"
Li Nianci shook his head and said with red eyes: "No, it's all my fault! If I had held him back and refused to let him go, nothing would have happened to him!"
