At this time, the monks in the entire Qianyue Mountains were waiting for news from the distant Wuji Sect.
The Wuji Sect wins, and the people of the Northland survive.
If the Wuji Sect fails, the people of the North will face a catastrophe.
"laugh……"
A stream of light flowed in from the open door and went straight to Bei Wushuang, who was standing up. Bei Wushuang raised his hand and grabbed him. Spiritual power poured into it, and Luo Xuehan's heroic voice rang out from within the jade sword:
"The demon tribe has begun to attack the Wuji Sect!"
Wuji Sect.
More than a million demon monks are working together to attack Wuji Sect's mountain-protecting formation.
In mid-air.
Qing Cangqiong stepped on the demon cloud and looked down at the Wuji Sect. Behind him stood the Nascent Souls of the six major demon clans.
Within the Wuji Sect.
Countless monks clutched their weapons and were ready to rush out of the formation at any time.
Directly facing the mountain gate is a peak called Yingke Peak. This is the place where Wuji Sect entertains guests, and not far behind Yingke Peak is the First Ancestor Peak.
This Ancestral Peak was where the Wuji Sect was located when it was first established. Later, with the expansion of Wuji Sect from generation to generation, Wuji Sect has expanded more than a thousand times than the Wuji Sect established by our ancestors. This mountain peak was named the Ancestral Peak and became the symbol of the Wuji Sect. It was also the place where every disciple who joined the Wuji Sect would worship.
In the Ancestral Peak Hall, there is a main hall. This hall is the Ancestral Hall. There is a tall statue in the main hall. This statue is the statue of the first generation master of Wuji Sect and the founder of Wuji Sect. Every person who becomes the founder of Wuji Sect The monks who are disciples of the inner sect will all pay homage to this statue here.
At this time, Feng Mu, Liao Shengkai, Sun Yi, Shi Nanlong, Fan Zhongshan and Xiao Fuyao were standing on the Yinggu Peak, staring outside the formation. Qing Cangqiong, who was outside the formation, also looked through the light curtain of the formation and looked at Feng Mu and the other six people. He opened his mouth and smiled, revealing his fangs.
"Boom boom boom..."
The formation was shaking, and Liao Shengkai said in a concentrated voice: "The formation cannot last for three hours, there are too many monsters."
Feng Mu nodded and said: "After an hour, we will break out of the formation."
A hint of unbearability flashed in Liao Shengkai's eyes: "Why don't we just let the demon clan break through the formation and implement our plan, otherwise, the human race will suffer too many casualties."
Feng Mu closed his eyes, then opened them again, his eyes were firm, and he said in a low voice: "What we need is the real broken sect, not the fake ones. Do you think Qing Cangqiong is a fool?
Don't say that we are cheating, even if there is just a slight flaw, Qingkangqiong Xinsheng will be suspicious!
If we can't solve the problem of Qing Cang Qiong, we will all die, and no one from the northern human race will live anymore. "
His eyes fell on the humans who were always ready to rush out, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes:
"It's not a bad thing to die in the fight with the monsters! If you can kill a few more monsters, you will have earned it. But the six of us must not die. We must be careful and wait until the last moment."
Sun Yi, Shi Nanlong, Fan Zhongshan and Xiao Fuyao all closed their eyes. The monks below also had many monks from their sects, and they would watch them die. He closed his eyes tightly and held back the tears. When he opened his eyes again, he was already determined.
Qingyun Sect.
Another messenger jade sword flew in, and was caught by Bei Wushuang. After infusing spiritual power, Luo Xuehan's voice rang out:
"The Wuji Sect has come out to intercept the demon clan."
Everyone's expressions darkened.
How is this different from their sect's original one?
They all came out to intercept the demon clan's attack on the sect-protecting formation and give the sect-protecting formation time to recover.
Everyone's face showed signs of urgency, anxiety and disappointment after being dejected.
Does the Wuji Sect have any trump cards?
If so, why aren't you using it now? But use human lives to fill it?
If not, why did you send a summons to tell me? Don't worry.
Everyone was inevitably upset until another messenger jade sword flew in and heard Luo Xuehan's somewhat lonely voice:
"The Wuji Sect retreated, giving the sect-protecting formation enough time to recover, but the human monks suffered more than 100,000 casualties."
"call……"
All the monks in the main hall exhaled a sigh of relief. Gu Shuo stood up and walked outside. He stood on the edge of the cliff of Qingyun Peak and looked far away in the direction of Wuji Sect. He felt extremely depressed in his heart.
The golden elixirs in the hall also came out in twos and threes. Everyone knew that there would be no news in the next few hours. On the Wuji Sect side, the demon clan is still attacking the sect-protecting formation.
But if the attack continues like this, the human monks will need to constantly break out of the sect-protecting formation to buy time for the sect-protecting formation to recover. One day, the humans of the Wuji Sect will be so killed that they no longer have the strength to intercept the demon clan. Breaking up the sect is inevitable.
A figure walked up to Gu Shuo. Gu Shuo turned his head and looked at the white clouds rolling under his feet. He exhaled again and said:
"Have you always been here?"
"Yes!" Zhang Yinggu nodded: "You can hear the latest news here."
Gu Shuo stopped talking, and Zhang Yinggu was also silent. Not far away, there were two or three golden elixir monks, either looking into the distance silently, or looking down at their feet, or talking in low voices. There was a trace of sluggishness and despair in the air.
"I once heard Master say..." Zhang Yinggu looked at Gu Shuo's angular profile and said softly: "You have a way."
The Jindan monks couldn't help but pricked up their ears. At this time, they all remembered that the reason why Gu Shuo went to Liangyi Palace to retreat to improve his cultivation was because of one of his trump cards. The nearly forty golden elixirs all knew that in order to bring out the power of that trump card, Gu Shuo needed to improve his cultivation. Otherwise, his body would not be able to bear it. Not only would he not be able to use that trump card, but his body would also collapse. Death.
As for those later Jindan monks, when they first came to Qingyun Sect, they wanted to see Gu Shuo, but they did not see him. Later, they also heard about the reason why Gu Shuo was in seclusion.
Gu Shuo didn't say anything when he came back, and everyone including Bei Wushuang didn't ask, thinking that Gu Shuo still couldn't use his trump card. Now that I heard Zhang Yinggu asking, everyone couldn't help but listen attentively.
"I don't know either!"
Gu Shuo shook his head slightly. He really didn't know whether his current body could withstand the power of Zhou Tian Baolu. Moreover, this Zhou Tian Baolu could not be tested yet. Once tested, it would be truly used. And Gu Shuo still doesn’t know if the bunch of liquid spiritual consciousness left in his sea of consciousness is enough?
Or it can be used several times. Once it can only be used once and tested, won't there be no chance of release?
The sound of footsteps came, and at this time, Bei Wushuang couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing Bei Wushuang walking towards Gu Shuo, the golden elixirs also began to approach.
"Gu Shuo, what trump card do you have?" Bei Wushuang asked.
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