"Everyone...is dead?"
There was silence for a while, and then they began to repeat these words over and over again.
So many powerful sect leaders, so many powerful elders, and Yu Luming, who inherited the mantle of the old Heavenly Master... More than a thousand people, representing the top strength of the famous sect, all died in the Daqing Mountains? !
Fear began to spread, sweeping through the entire camp, eating away at everyone's confidence.
"Impossible...this is impossible!"
Zhao Chengxiang took a few steps back and almost lost his balance. If Yuan Jianxin hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground.
Han San gritted his teeth and said: "Abbot Ben Heng, has my master fought against the national master? How many moves have he fought?"
Yuan Jianxin couldn't help but ask: "How did the disciples of the Laoshan Sect die? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
Everyone was confused because of their concern. They crowded around and asked questions around Abbot Ben Heng.
But now Abbot Ben Heng has no strength to answer one by one. Being so noisy by everyone, he even vomited out another mouthful of old blood, and his face turned pale again.
"Stop arguing! Abbot Ben Heng's soul is unstable. If you argue again, he might even die!" Lao Jin angrily yelled.
His voice was drowned in the noise. Although a few people inside had quieted down, the disciples outside still didn't stop.
Yan Shouyi's face darkened. He first cast a golden light spell on Abbot Benheng to protect his ears, then turned around and roared with a Buddhist lion's roar: "Quiet!"
When he roared, everyone was stunned and immediately fell silent.
Lao Jin took the opportunity to help Abbot Ben Heng get lucky and stabilize his soul.
Abbot Ben Heng's face looked a little better, but when he recalled what he had experienced in the Daqing Mountains, there was still a lingering haze in his heart.
"Abbot Ben Heng, don't be in a hurry, please speak slowly." Yan Shouyi comforted softly.
The once powerful sweeping monk was now in such a state of decline, and Yan Shouyi felt particularly uncomfortable.
Ben Heng's eyes were dull, as if he had lost his faith.
He coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:
"The terrain of Daqing Mountain is complicated, and the National Master should have set up many formations in the mountain. We moved forward and eliminated many traps along the way, but people still got separated from the team one after another. All the way to the depths of Daqing Mountain, a thousand There are less than 500 people left in the multi-person team.”
"The Heavenly Master sensed that there was a strong evil spirit deep in the Daqing Mountains, so he concluded that the Imperial Master was hiding there, so we didn't care about the lost companions and planned to go find out. However, we were attacked by the previous ones in the valley. Attack by lost fellow Taoists!"
"Those people are very strange. They don't seem to recognize us anymore. Their attack methods are completely different. They are like zombies and are not afraid of death. Even if their hands and feet are broken, they don't know the pain. We are unprepared, and we are worried about being injured." Taoist friends were tied up, so they lost a lot of people."
"After finally winning this encounter, someone discovered the first batch of Taoist friends who had lost contact in the Daqing Mountains. The Heavenly Master ordered Master Mao to lead people to check. Unexpectedly, those group of Taoists who were supposed to be waiting for our rescue were discovered. Fellow Taoist, you actually took action against Leader Mao and the others!"
"Headmaster Mao was so angry that he led his disciples to resist. Originally, the opponent was no match for us, but suddenly blood mist floated in the mountains. After the enemy was covered by the blood mist, their combat power increased greatly. When our people came into contact with the blood mist, they It will be difficult to breathe, the skin will ulcerate, and it will become an army. Finally, in a rage, Master Mao will be baptized by thunder, and all enemies... will die together!"
Hearing this, Han San gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
He knew the price of the move his master used, and knew that his master would definitely die.
Although his heart was filled with sadness, Han San was still a little lucky - his master never gave up until he died.
Maoshan disciples, even if they are desperate, they still have to pick up a few backers!
"The sacrifice of Chief Mao bought us time. Everyone evacuated frantically, trying to escape the blood mist. Unexpectedly, many shadow pursuers appeared in the blood mist, chasing and intercepting us. Chief Mo of the Laoshan faction was furious. Then, we led people to set up formations at the rear and blocked the blood mist and shadow pursuers for us, but in the end the entire army was annihilated."
Yuan Jianxin lowered his head and stared at the Taoxin Sword in his hand, feeling heavy and complicated.
How he wished he could fight side by side with Master and the others in the Daqing Mountains.
But now he discovered that the master was right, and so were Yan Shouyi and Yu Luming. If everyone died in the Daqing Mountains, what would the remaining people of the Laoshan Sect do?
How to fight the remaining battle?
"The rest of us realized at this time that most of the first batch of survivors who entered Daqing Mountain had surrendered to the Imperial Army. Daqing Mountain was a trap to lure us in, so there is no point in continuing to go deeper. Leave as soon as possible. Daqing Mountain, preserving strength is the right choice."
"So everyone started to retreat, but unexpectedly, white mist floated in the mountains again. Everyone was confused and couldn't find a way to leave. Fortunately, the Yan family of Kunlun Mountain was proficient in Feng Shui and found that these were all Feng Shui dilemmas set by the national master. He After some cracking, we finally took everyone out of Baiwu... However, although we escaped from Baiwu, we did not escape from Daqing Mountain."
"When we escaped from the white mist, what we saw was a big tree in the sky, as tall as a 100-meter-high building. Its crown blocked the sky and the sun, and there was a human face growing on the trunk. The National Master It’s between the eyebrows of that human face!”
Everyone's breathing couldn't help but become rapid.
After going through countless hardships and losing the strength of the Maoshan and Laoshan factions, did the team just see the true form of the national master?
One can imagine how brutal the next battle will be.
"Sacred tree..."
Yan Shouyi murmured in a low voice that he had already learned about the existence of this sacred tree through Lianhe, and told Yu Luming everything he knew.
Now Yu Luming and the others have really seen the sacred tree in the Daqing Mountains, and found that the national master is in the sacred tree. This probably means that the national master can rely on the sacred tree to restore his strength.
"What... happened next?" Yan Shouyi asked in a low voice.
Abbot Ben Heng's eyes were empty, as if he was recalling something very terrifying.
He gritted his teeth and said:
"Countless aerial roots hang down from that big tree, entwining the bodies of the previously deceased companions. Among them are even Headmaster Mao and Head Mo! I have carefully observed that they don't seem to be dead, but they are also dying."
"In front of the big tree, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, all of which are dead Taoist friends. The wooden puppet Dharmakaya made by the National Master is also watching eagerly! The National Master gave an order, and the corpses of the dead Taoist friends were all Turned into a puppet on a string and rushed towards us one after another!"
"We no longer have the advantage in numbers, and the pursuit and interception along the way has exhausted everyone. Facing such a surging attack, we were able to resist it at first, but later we retreated steadily as our numbers were reduced!"
