C338 Demonic attack

"Senior Sister, do you think that little junior brother Qing Meng will be able to deal with this furry white lion?"

On the high tree beside Li Qingzhu, Li Qinglin looked at the motionless Li Qingmeng and the white lion and furrowed her brows and asked.

"Let's wait and see for now." Li Qingzhu shook her head and said helplessly.

At the same time, Li Qingmeng who was below them, held the spirit sword tightly in her hands, and a few beads slowly seeped out of her forehead. Evidently, the White Lion in front of him was a huge threat to Li Qingmeng.

Roar!

After a long time of confrontation, the furry white lion seemed to be a little impatient. With a long roar, its hind legs suddenly stomped, and instantly pounced towards Li Qingmeng. Its ferocious mouth had four long fangs that could be clearly seen. Before they even arrived, a strong fishy smell assaulted their nostrils.

Seeing that, Li Qingmeng's hands that were holding onto the spirit sword started to tremble, her body tilted, and she anxiously fell down to the side. The entire scene was extremely embarrassing. After falling to the ground, Li Qingmeng raised her head and looked around, obviously looking for Li Qingzhu's figure.

Roar!

The Curly White Lion's attack hit empty air, and with a loud roar, it turned its body and ferociously swung its meter long tail at Li Qingmeng, who was on the ground.

Bang!

Although the curled up white lion was only a Rank 1 wild beast, its strength was extremely strong. A tail swept onto Li Qingmeng's body, instantly revealing a blood-red scar. With just a single strike, Li Qingmeng felt as if she had received a heavy blow, and fell heavily onto a large tree. On the other hand, a bloodthirsty glint surfaced in the furry white lion's blood-red eyes as it crazily charged towards Li Qingmeng.

"Eldest Senior Sister, if we don't act now, I'm afraid Junior Brother will die here." Seeing this, Li Qinglin hurriedly said.

Li Qingzhu slightly frowned when she heard this. It was obvious that she did not expect Li Qingmeng to be so pathetic. However, Li Qingzhu knew that this was not the time to be waiting, a light flashed in her hand and instantly struck the Curly White Lion's body.

Aooo!

The Curly White Lion felt pain, as if it sensed Li Qingzhu's threat. After letting out a whimper, she immediately ran off into the distance with her tail between her legs.

"Sigh, take him back." Li Qingzhu checked Li Qingmeng's injuries, and when she saw that Li Qingmeng was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief. However, on Li Qingzhu's face, there was a trace of disappointment. With that, Li Qingzhu took the lead and disappeared.

Li Qinglin glanced at Li Qingmeng who was on the ground, and a look of helplessness also flashed past her face. After shaking her head, she picked up Li Qingmeng and flew towards the loft where the latter was staying.

"I heard that eldest senior sister and second senior brother brought Li Qingmeng to the Profound Origin Mountain to train, but that Li Qingmeng was actually scared to death by a first level furry white lion. Sigh, such a person is actually a disciple of our Xuan Yuan Sect. If this is said, our Profound Origin Sect will lose a lot of face. "

"Yeah. It was a waste of Senior Sister's tutelage to Li Qingmeng to the point that she couldn't even defeat a level 1 furry white lion. "

"In my opinion, I shouldn't have saved him back then. Not only have you wasted the resources of our Profound Origin Sect, you have also wasted the time of Big Senior Sister and the others. "

"…"

After Li Qinglin brought Li Qingmeng back to the Profound Mountain Range, everyone naturally knew about what had happened. In a short period of time, the disciples of the Profound Origin Sect had become increasingly inconspicuous towards Li Qingmeng.

"Big Senior Sister, do we still care about this Li Qingmeng?" In the pavilion of the disciple training grounds, Li Qinglin glanced down at Li Qingmeng who was still doing his own thing and bitterly smiled, then looked at Li Qingzhu and asked.

Li Qingzhu heard and shook her head: "Maybe, he is not suitable to be a cultivator anymore. Forget it, just let him be from now on. "

Hearing that, Li Qinglin nodded, and then sighed, "Speaking of which, I quite admire this Junior Brother. You said everyone was laughing at him, but he acted like nothing had happened. He didn't even refute a single word. I don't know if he still has any sense of shame. "

Hearing that, Li Qingzhu's eyes flashed a look of thought, after pondering for a moment, her figure flashed, and immediately appeared in front of Li Qingmeng.

"Greetings, eldest senior sister." When Li Qingzhu appeared, Li Qingmeng's face also had a bit of a smile, but after greeting him well, Li Qingmeng lowered her head, not daring to even glance at Li Qingzhu.

Seeing that, Li Qingzhu frowned: "Qingmeng, when senior brothers speak of you, are you not the least bit angry or angry?"

Hearing that, Li Qingmeng's face flashed a look of confusion, she then shook her head.

Seeing that, Li Qingzhu's eyes were filled with disappointment: Do you dare, even if you are brave enough to do it once?

After Li Qingmeng heard this, she also remained silent.

Seeing that, the disappointment in Li Qingzhu's eyes became even more intense: "Even if it's for the people you care about, for the people beside you, you can't be more brave, like a man? Forget it, everything from now on will be up to you. "

After Li Qingzhu finished speaking, she did not even look at Li Qingmeng. Her figure flashed, and shot off into the distance. What Li Qingzhu did not know was that after Li Qingzhu finished speaking, a glimmer gradually appeared in her dazed eyes.

Another two months passed. In the past two months, Li Qingzhu had never come to see Li Qingmeng again. And Li Qingmeng had appeared fewer and fewer times in the disciple training grounds. In the end, everyone seemed to have forgotten about Li Qingmeng.

Dong!

Dong, dong, dong!

On this day, nine bell sounds suddenly rang out from the top of the Xuan Yuan Sect's mountain. Following the sound of the bell, countless disciples of the Profound Origin Sect dressed in white clothes all flew on their swords towards the plaza at the peak of the mountain.

"We have received news from both the Cold Moon Sect and Dream Gate. The demons have joined forces with the demons and are currently attacking our territory." The Frigid Moon Sect and the Dream Gate had suffered heavy losses. As one of the five great forces, our Xuan Yuan Sect naturally has to support them. From the top to the bottom of the Profound Origin Sect, all disciples had come out to fight. "For the continuation of our humankind, for the inheritance of our Xuan Yuan Sect, and for the battle!"

Elder Xuan Yuan was located on the high platform in the great hall. His loud voice instantly spread throughout the entire arena. As the voice of the Xuan Yuan Elder faded, the expressions of everyone in the plaza changed.

"Damn it! Both the demon race and demon race occupied three-tenths of the territory of the canyon continent. Right now, they are actually joining forces to deal with us, the humankind! "As expected of someone not of my race, his heart can be destroyed!"

"Please be at ease, Master. We will definitely unite against a common enemy, the demon race and the demon race's great army!"

"…"

Sounds of discussions sounded one by one. Everyone in the Xuan Yuan Sect was filled with fighting intent.

"Master, are we leaving now?" Beside the Profound Elder, Li Qingzhu asked with a serious expression.

The old man nodded and then looked towards the disciples in the plaza and said, "The demon race and demon race army are way more numerous than our human race. They have also launched a sneak attack on the Cold Moon Sect and the Dreamgate. The fighting strength of us humans might be weakened a little because of this. Therefore, everyone must understand the degree of danger in this battle. Born on the land of the gorge, I will definitely protect my home! The disciples of the Profound Origin Sect, set out! "

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the three old men beside him all moved. A spirit sword quickly appeared beneath their feet and they all shot off into the distance in an instant. The disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sect followed behind, led by three elders.

And following the departure of the disciples, the only person left on the plaza was Li Qingmeng. The current Li Qingmeng was holding onto a spirit sword as she anxiously looked at the Profound Elder and Li Qingzhu who were on the stage. There was a trace of fear in her eyes.

"Master, little junior brother, he …" Seeing that, Li Qingzhu's eyes flashed with helplessness, then looked towards the Profound Elder and said.

When the old man from the Profound Origin Sect heard this, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face. Li Qingmeng had already been in the Profound Origin Sect for close to a year, yet his Profound Origin Sword Technique was still at the second level. Apart from this, he had never learned Sword Kinesis Flight. Naturally, the Profound Elder was well aware of all of this.

"Forget it, taking him along would just be throwing his life away for nothing. Green Bamboo, let him go down the mountain. It is unknown whether our Profound Origin Sect will still be able to stay after this battle. " After a moment of silence, Elder Xuan Yuan finally shook his head and said. As soon as he finished his words, Elder Xuan Yuan's figure also flashed as he quickly chased after the direction of the upper and lower levels of the Profound Origin Sect.

"Eldest Senior Sister, I …" Seeing Li Qingzhu walking over, Li Qingmeng immediately raised her head and shouted. But before she could finish, Li Qingmeng did not finish her sentence.

Seeing that, Li Qingzhu shook her head helplessly: "Junior brother, you can stay in the sect. If we lose this battle, you can go down the mountain. Actually, being an ordinary mortal is pretty good too. "

As Li Qingzhu finished speaking, the spirit sword beneath her feet appeared and instantly chased after the Profound Elder.

Looking at the empty plaza, as well as Li Qingzhu's leaving figure, Li Qingmeng's heart had a strange feeling of hesitation. It was as if something had been lost. After a long while, Li Qingmeng slowly lowered her head and looked at the Spirit Sword in her hand. Not knowing why, Li Qingmeng suddenly sat cross legged, her confused eyes slowly closed at the same time.