Chapter 229: Hope to disappear

At this moment, on Qianqiu Mountain, except for the panic on the back, the atmosphere on the summit hall was heavy.
At the very center of the top of the mountain, sits the Qianqiu Mountain, which has always been a symbol of the highest majesty... Qianqiu Temple.
"Report to the Sect Master that only two-fifths of the strength of the Qianqiu Formation is left, and it is about to be broken. Please also the Sect Master to give instructions!" A disciple hurriedly ran into the hall, and reported it on one knee without asking for instructions.
"I know, look again!" A majestic voice came from the height of the hall. Although it was not stunned, anyone could hear the trace of anxiousness that could not be concealed.
The speaker was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a magnificent air. He was sitting in the first place at the moment, his breath was vast as a mountain, as if every breath could kill people, and everyone under the pressure could not lift him. Get started.
This person is the 12th generation of Qianqiu Mountain, Qianqiu Ba.
"Do you have a way to deal with beast tides in your heart?" Qianqiu Ba's majestic gaze swept across everyone present, including the impressively listed Elder Zhong Heng.
"Sect Master, this time two rounds of king-level beast tides appear together, unique for thousands of years. You must immediately send a rescue message to the other sects of the Southern Territory, otherwise our goalkeeper is imminent!" An elder stepped forward and said plausibly.
Qianqiuba fell into deep thought after hearing this. It was estimated that there were as many as 20,000 king-level monsters, and his Qianqiu sect disciples were less than 10,000. This was indeed a way.
"Sect Master, there is something for the old man, I don't know whether to talk about it!" Zhong Heng stood up and said with his hands.
"Let's just talk about it!" Qian Qiuba nodded and slowly looked at him.
"Two days ago, a disciple of Lingxiao came to my Qianqiu Mountain, wanting to help us fight the beast tide, but the moment after the old man picked him up to the mountain, the beast wave broke out. This is too coincidental. The old man guessed Ling Xiaodian’s magical powers are vast, and I foresee the disaster of Qianqiu Mountain this time, and the special second disciple will come to help!" Zhong Heng had been on his hill before and was summoned to the main hall to learn about the beast tide. At this moment, he thought of Ye Fan. I think it's too coincidental.
"Oh? Why don't you tell me about these important events, please quickly invite the Lingxiao disciple to go up the mountain, and this sect will meet him in person!" When Qian Qiu Ba heard this, his eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.
Lingxiao Palace, the place that symbolized the peak of martial arts of the dynasty, was not uncommon to predict the past and the future.
"This..." As Zhong Heng spoke, a woman's face changed abruptly. Although she was wearing a veil and couldn't see the specific face, she could still see the tension in her heart at the moment from her slightly trembling body.
"Return... to my father, that Ling Xiao disciple was the one who killed Ling Yue. At this moment, it has been designed by Senior Brother Ling Min to break into the beast tide, and there is no bones left!" At such a depressing moment, Yingyue The words were extremely nervous, hearing Zhong Heng's analysis, Yingyue also regretted her previous actions.
If Ye Fan was really the savior sent by the Lingxiao Palace, then she and Ling Min would both become sinners of the sect.
"What?" Hearing this, not only Qianqiuba, but also all the elders present exclaimed, especially Zhong Heng, who didn't dare to believe it.
"Dare to kill Lingxiao disciple, who gave Ling Min the courage?" Qianqiuba finally saw a glimmer of hope, but at this moment it turned into illusion, suddenly furious.
"Um...Father, you are fighting fire. Now is not the time to pursue Senior Brother Ling Min. Dealing with the beast tide is the most important thing. Everyone present can rely on the strong cultivation base to leave safely, but the eight thousand sect disciples can't do it, Nan The people of the territories can't bear it even more!" Although Yingyue is playing tricks many times, it is still very kind in nature. At this moment, it is not to defend Ling Min, but to have the world in mind and put the overall situation first.
"Oh, the other sect reinforcements are too late, and that Lingxiao disciple has no bones left. Is it possible that this Qianqiu Mountain is really going to be destroyed by my Qianqiu Ba today!" Qianqiu Ba suddenly sighed, as if he had lost his whole body. With his strength, he rarely shows a depressed appearance in front of everyone.
However, what Zhong Heng revealed had hit him too much. He had already firmly believed that Ye Fan was the savior of this crisis. When Ye Fan passed away, his hope was annihilated, and everything would be gone.
"Zongmen, it's really not possible, we can only ask those few to take action, in short, Qianqiu Mountain, must not be lost!" An elder said firmly.
As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding elders immediately joined together, and Qianqiu Mountain has stood for thousands of years.
Qian Qiuba had no voice at this moment. How could those few people come just as they were, and even if they came, don't keep his position as Sect Master today.
"Yue'er, find out that Ling Min for me and tie him in front of the Demon Slaying Hall. If the big formation falls, let him be eaten by the monster beast first!" Qian Qiuba paused for a while, his eyes gradually revealed Fiercely, at the same time, he waved his big hand: "Qianqiu Mountain will follow me to the Demon Slaying Hall. Although the Demon Slaying Hall has fallen today, my Qianqiu Mountain will not collapse. Today, the mountain is there, and the mountain is dead!"
Qianqiuba’s words were a bit tragic, but what he wanted to deal with was the 20,000 elite of the Tree Demon King. The powerful monsters that had survived from the Sky Demon King’s military training were all ferocious and extraordinary. If it were not for a leapfrog challenge, it would be impossible to overcome.
"Yes..." The elders below all said in unison. They did not complain, but sighed that they had encountered a beast plague that had never occurred in the past thousand years.
What's more ridiculous is that the Ling Xiao disciple, who is most likely a savior, was killed by their own disciple's design. This is really good luck.
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At this moment, Ye Fan didn't know that the people of Qianqiu Mountain had thought so much, and mistakenly estimated him as the savior specially sent by the Lingxiao Palace to deal with this disaster. This is really unpredictable.
Feeling the spiritual pillar rising rapidly in his mind, Ye Fan's excitement was difficult to suppress. He had absorbed the power of the spirit for half a day, but he still failed to absorb the pile of dryad seeds in front of him.
These are the thousands of offspring born by the tree demon over the past millennia, but they are all cheap to Ye Fan at the moment.
What is chance? This is the chance! And it is also a great opportunity for spiritual power.
If you want to get so much spiritual power from the monster, it will be possible unless you kill another Sky Demon King.
At the same time, Ye Fan also liked the technique of contemplation more and more. This was not only a power like monster nemesis, but also a supreme cultivation technique.
When Ye Fan was absorbing it frantically, Ye Mu was rapidly exploring the huge tree hole in collaboration with many monsters, but found nothing.
The dead leaves inside the tree hole are a few feet thick, and it is not easy to find a monster symbol here that does not look like it.
Another hour passed. Just as Ye Mu and the others were unable to do anything, a sudden change occurred on Ye Fan's side. A pair of blood wings spontaneously appeared from Ye Fan's back, and under the shocked eyes of Ye Mu and others, they started Rapid growth.
"Crack..."
At the moment when Blood Wing appeared, lightning from outside struck the sky, and a thunder blasted directly towards Ye Fan who was still absorbing the power of spirit.
Ye Mu's gaze at the moment is looking out of the tree hole. The originally clear sky has sunk and dimmed. The wind is violent outside the tree hole, which seems to be a smell, which is extremely depressing, while the sky is falling. A drop of bright red liquid is daunting.
Demon feather rebirth, wind!