Bei Wushuang was still hesitating, and Gu Shuo said seriously: "Sect Master, let me try. I can't guarantee to kill that Nascent Soul, but I can guarantee that he will definitely not be able to kill me in forty breaths."
Bei Wushuang nodded helplessly. These people in the hall were all looking forward to death. Bei Wushuang could not stop Gu Shuo.
Gu Shuo then stood up: "Then I won't disturb you seniors. I'll go back and repair myself to get myself into the best condition."
"Go!" Bei Wushuang waved his hand feebly.
Gu Shuo returned to his cave and did not continue to practice. Instead, he began to practice Feng Bu and Tai Chi Sword Intent, as well as the Nine Swords of the Wilderness and Killing Intent. Make the transition and cooperation between each other more smooth and tacit.
Five days passed quickly.
Boom boom boom...
The earth shook, like dense thunder. The monks appeared one by one, and thirty-nine golden elixirs were gathered in Qingyun Sect. They expected that the demon clan would attack Qingyun Sect directly. And that is indeed the case.
The thunderous sound got closer and closer, and then they saw a jumping line in their field of vision, and then the jumping line spread all over the ground at an extremely fast speed, stretching to the sky.
One hundred thousand demon clan, stretching as far as the eye can see.
"boom……"
There was a loud bang, and the one hundred thousand monsters didn't stop at all. They attacked Qingyun Sect like a sea wave crashing on the shore, directly attacking the sect-protecting formation. And high in the sky. A big demon stepped on the fire cloud and looked down at the fire cloud sect below.
The fourth major monk of Nascent Soul, Huo Yunxuan of the demon clan.
"Boom boom boom..."
The sect-protecting formation began to shake, and Gu Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Sect Master, how long can this formation last at this level?"
"Five hours!"
Gu Shuo nodded and looked up at the Huoyun Jian high in the sky.
"Roar..." One hundred thousand monsters are attacking, roaring, abusing and humiliating the human race.
"Break the formation and let us eat the humans inside."
"I like to eat women, tender!"
"Children are so young!"
"…………"
In Qingyun Sect, every monk blushed. The joints of the hand holding the sword creaked. But looking at Huo Yunjian high in the sky, exuding the power of the Nascent Soul, his heart was filled with helplessness.
"I'm going!" Gu Shuo took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Nascent Soul!
Before Qing Cang Qiong broke through, he was the top existence in the North.
He was just twenty-two years old. Seven years ago, he was still a little handyman, and even his sense of energy became a high mountain on his path to immortality. But now he has to face a Nascent Soul, guarding the one behind him. Tens of millions of people.
Yes!
Nowadays, tens of millions of people have gathered in the Qianyue Mountains, and those who have fled from all over the place gather in the Qianyue Mountains just like thousands of streams returning to their clans and rivers flowing into the sea.
At this time, the eyes of millions of people were focused on Gu Shuo, and the hopes of millions of people were placed on him.
Looking at Gu Shuo's back, Bei Wushuang couldn't help but sigh. Whispered softly:
"Twenty-two years old. For a cultivator of immortality, he is still a child, but he has to shoulder such a heavy burden. We are ashamed!"
The expressions of the golden elixirs were complicated, Luo Xuehan raised his head and patted Bei Wushuang on the shoulder and said: "We only give him forty breaths, and when the time is up, we will rush out.
Gu Shuo is the seed of our northern land. Even if Jin Dan and I die, we will definitely save his life. "
All the golden elixirs nodded one after another, their fighting spirit came out of their bodies, and they soared high into the night!
One hundred thousand miles away.
The leaders of Wuji Sect, Feng Mu and Liao Shengkai, stood side by side on the top of Wuji Peak, looking out at the sect, where the ocean-like demon clan was attacking the sect-protecting formation.
The Wuji Sect's formation was much higher than that of the Qingyun Sect, but it could only withstand three consecutive days of attacks from the demon clan outside. Every three days, the monks of the Wuji Sect will go out to fight with the demon clan, interrupting the continuity of the demon clan's attacks on the sect-protecting formation, allowing the formation time to recover.
Qing Cangqiong doesn't mind either. Every time a Wuji Sect monk rushes out, it's an opportunity for the demon clan to kill the Wuji Sect monk.
Today's Wuji Sect has gathered countless surrounding sects and families, including casual cultivators. At its peak, there were tens of millions of monks capable of fighting.
However, so far, the number of monks has dropped sharply to six million, which means that nearly four million monks have died. Moreover, Feng Mu and Liao Shengkai both had more or less minor injuries on their bodies.
Every time they go out to intercept the demon clan's attack, the two of them are under the greatest pressure. Because what the two of them want to intercept is Qing Cang Qiong. Although Qing Cangqiong had just broken through the body, even if the two of them joined forces, they would still be at a disadvantage. He just persevered and once the formation recovered, he would immediately retreat to the formation.
In the first year, the demon clan also suffered heavy casualties. Because the number of monsters at that time was similar to the number of human monks in the Wuji Sect, but as time went on, the territories occupied by the northern humans were frequently lost. Now there are only less than thirty second-rate sects left, and there are a large number of them. The demon monks gathered towards the Wuji Sect. The number of demon monks increased significantly and was already several times that of the Wuji Sect monks.
In this way, every time they go out to intercept the demon clan, the casualties of the human monks will be greatly increased.
So, what else does Qing Cang Qiong have to worry about?
As long as the Wuji Sect has to come out every time, they can harvest human lives in waves. When the Wuji Sect's monks are reduced to five million, four million... one million, or even five million, then the Wuji Sect will be destroyed without any attack, and Qingtianqiong can easily wipe the Wuji Sect completely from the north. , thousands of monks were slaughtered.
Therefore, Feng Mu and Liao Shengkai looked sad at this time.
There is simply no solution to this, and the northern people are facing extinction.
"Huh..." Liao Shengkai exhaled a gloomy breath and said: "Fortunately, the Qianyue Mountains has attracted a group of monsters, otherwise there would be even more monsters gathered here."
"Yeah! I didn't expect Qingyun Sect to become the fifth fortress in the North!"
Liuyun Sect.
Sect leaders Sun Yi and Shi Nanlong were much more relaxed at this time. For more than a year, the two of them had been under too much pressure. Not at all smaller than Wuji Sect.
The Wuji Sect was facing the out-of-body demon Qing Qiong, but here they were facing three Nascent Soul demons. The number of casualties over the past year is no less than that of the Wuji Sect. And more and more demon clans are gathering from all directions. Now that there is finally one less Nascent Soul, Huo Yunhuan has gone to Qingyun Sect, which has reduced the pressure on the two of them a lot. A few days ago, the two of them got really ruthless and went out to fight two Nascent Souls from the demon clan.
From the beginning of the battle between the Beidi clan and the siege of Liuyun Sect by the demon clan, the two of them felt proud for the first time and slightly injured the two Nascent Souls of the demon clan. The demon clan had to temporarily retreat a hundred miles and stopped attacking the Liuyun Sect.
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