Chapter 1680

Misty forest, a perennial fog shrouded in the mountains.

At the moment, the moon is bright and the stars are rare. Some are bleak, some are desolate, some are There is no hope.

The battle lasted for several days. Among them, the white hair monster was seriously injured and dying against six and a half foot strong men.

And elder Liu is also dealing with the dead spirit of the Legion of the dead. Now, the terrible stillness is eroding his body, making him very weak.

Two of the main bones supporting the battle have fallen.

The rest of the strong people who built the foundation in half a step still had more or less injuries, especially the emperor of the Qin Empire, who had been killed in battle and crushed by the skeleton army.

The scene was very bad. Seeing that the northern sword immortal sect was gone, those monks who were not willing to come to the battlefield had the intention of capitulating and rebellious. For them, it is very important to protect their lives in troubled times. It is not important for them to be loyal to the master.

In this way, even if the magic cultivation has not broken through the defense line of the northern sword immortal gate, many monks' hearts begin to break.

No one is willing to die. Under the constant attack of the friars in the heavenly demon palace, once they hear the sound of fighting, many friars are afraid.

They began to scatter around the huge mountain, began to fight everywhere, looking for opportunities to break through the defense line.

However, such people often die the worst.

"Senior brother, what should we do now? The zongmen brothers have no intention of fighting. " Jiangning looked tired and said, looking at Beiying.

Beiying has a wound on her body. She swallows a pill and looks silent.

In fact, in his opinion, the northern sword immortal sect may not be invincible. After all, if so many friars are twisted into a rope and killed directly, it will be hard to say who will win.

How can we easily define who wins and who loses?

Seeing that Beiying did not speak, Jiangning also sighed and continued to meditate to recover from the injury.

Now there is no cohesion in the sect. If that person appears in the battlefield again, Jiangning will feel that all his disciples can pull out their swords at the same time and kill in all directions.

He was born with the charm of leading the whole situation and controlling the situation.

It's a pity he's missing. He's not here. Beiying sighs deeply.

In fact, it is not only Jiangning, but also many friars are looking forward to Li Tian's presence in the battlefield. Now, every time they withstand the impact of the monk, there will be death and injury, and every time someone will fall.

If it goes on like this, tens of thousands of monks will be exhausted sooner or later and all of them will be eaten.

"Elder martial brothers, elder Liu asked them to go to the meeting." Xu Ying appeared in this simple cave, whispered.

Beiying opened his eyes, fought a day, saw this figure again, let him a little excited.

Before that, it was really rare to see such a mature, mysterious and charming woman in zongmen Beiying. If you don't feel excited, Beiying thinks it's cheating.

However, Beiying felt that the rising star, whose cultivation was no lower than that of his younger sister, seemed to have a sense of belonging.

If others, with Beiying's rigid and focused nature, won't they try to change what they believe?

But the person that my younger martial sister likes is that person, and Beiying can't rise to fight.

The little devil who couldn't take his own move before, when did he need to look up to himself?

"Business?" Jiangning frowned.

Although the practice was interrupted, he was not annoyed. He just had some worries in his heart and thought of something.

At this time, the purpose of elder Liu was obvious.

Abandon the car.

"Two elder martial brothers, you'd better hurry up. Younger martial sister will go ahead." Xu Ying also does not like to talk, also can't stand the eyes of Beiying, at the moment, slightly avoid retreat, into a shadow, into the night.

Beiying and Jiangning looked at each other. They were both smart people. They knew what the next link should be. They didn't talk much at the moment. They went to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, Beiying found that a lot of disciples had gathered outside the small stone house, about one or two hundred people, all of them were true stories, only a few core disciples.

And can be in the stone house. That's not to mention the beloved of the clan.

"Hello, elder martial brother." When Beiying came, everyone saluted him.

Beiying paid attention to it. Everyone has different expressions. Some people are angry, some are unwilling, some even feel humiliated.

Of course, most of it is frustration.

Frustrated by the war.

They found that, unlike the script, they would crush the demons palace.

On the contrary, the demon palace defeated them by crushing them.

The ending is really cruel.

"Beiying, you are here." Elder Liu sighed and only said this.

In fact, people in the stone house, including those outside the stone house, understand it.

Nowadays, so many disciples are trapped on this huge mountain. It is impossible for them to break through the encirclement. In other words, only a small number of disciples can leave.So sure, they will choose to leave some seedlings, that is, they.

"Beiying, you are the elder martial brother of the northern sword immortal sect. I will kill you with other elders at that time. Whether you can break through the encirclement is up to you." A deacon hall elder sees Liu elder to be unable to open mouth, snatched his words to say.

Several monks in the stone house began to breathe quickly. Although they had already guessed what the elders were going to say, they still couldn't accept it.

"Elder, if we leave, what will the hundred thousand monks of Xianmen do?" Jiangning snatched words and said.

Although he has broken through the nine levels of practicing Qi, he is consistent with his disciples and has no prejudice of cultivation.

In his opinion, as long as he is a disciple of beijianxianmen, he is his brother.

The Deacon hall elder glared at Jiangning, and then everyone began to be silent.

It is true that abandoning the same sect, unless it is a sorcerer, can easily do it, they can't do it in the northern sword immortal gate.

"It's an order, and it's for..." The white haired monster on the hospital bed didn't know how to wake up at the moment and spoke hard.

"Also for The future of zongmen. "

"Elder Bai!" Beiying went to help the white haired monster up.

The smell of the white haired monster is very weak. It can be said that it is hanging with a stream of air. It may fall at any time.

In that retreat battle, in order to protect the Xianmen disciples from being slaughtered by the powerful demon cultivators, he fought six and a half step foundation building monks with his own strength. He did not hesitate to burn the origin and suffered unimaginable heavy damage.

After saying this, the white haired monster began to kick, but one hand always held the palm of Beiying.

"No matter How about Take them back It's up to you in the North sword immortal gate. "

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