Chapter 535： Situation rotten, despair suffocating! 【Subscribe】

Chapter 535 The situation is corrupt, and despair suffocates! 【Subscribe】

After a while

Xia Qingsong took his own disciples in the name of aid, and directly moved to the Qiantian Peak battlefield, and was completely kicked out of the Changsheng Peak defensive area.

This matter did not cause much waves!

But Su Wentian, Murong Lin and the others knew what was going on. They didn't get any benefit from Wei Han in this open and secret battle. Instead, they suffered a silent loss and lost an important chess pieces.

This inevitably made them very angry, and they could only swallow the bad breath aggrieved.

The battle of the beast tide continues!

The surrounding area of ​​the Qingnan Sect is covered with densely packed monsters. Millions of disciples of the whole sect are fighting hard. There are flying swords colliding and spells roaring everywhere, and the roar of monsters is like shaking mountains.

The endless sea has hundreds of millions of monsters, and it seems that they can't kill them all.

The mountain protection formation has been under violent impact, consuming countless spirit stones every moment, and the Supreme Palace in the sky is fighting non-stop with fourth-order monsters.

The casualties of the disciples of the whole sect are still increasing!

In such a desperate situation, every minute and every second is suffocating and desperate.

"Brother, the situation is not good!" Lu Qingying came to the door with a sad face, and reminded in a low voice: "The spies we have deployed in various places in Babaozhai have reported one after another, and dozens of second- and third-rate forces in the surrounding area have been smashed by the beast tide. , even the Zixiao Holy Land has been surrounded by a bunch of fifth-order monsters, and it is estimated that they may not be able to defend it!"

"Hiss!"

Wei Han gasped.

Even the Holy Land of Zixiao can’t be defended? impossible!

After all, it is a holy land that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. How many high-level monsters are after them? How could the situation deteriorate so exaggeratedly?

"Zixiao Holy Land should not be unstoppable." Wei Han pondered and analyzed: "They have a deep foundation, and the worst beast tide over the years is nothing more than abandoning Sanxiu Immortal City to defend the mountain gate, but other sects are afraid to Unlucky, I don’t know how many of the hundreds of thousands of islands in the Ten Thousand Star Sea will survive this time.”

"Qingnan Sect will never be spared." Lu Qingying reminded with a wry smile: "According to the news I just received, the sect's spirit stone inventory is running low. If the monsters don't recede within three days, either the peaks will use their private treasury to support it, or We can only give up the mountain gate and withdraw!"

"hehe!"

Wei Han smiled and was not surprised by this.

Qingnanzong’s background is a little shallow. Compared with those big sects that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, they have only come to Wanxinghai for only a few years. How can there be any stocks in the sect’s treasure house? I guess it's luck to last a few days, right?

In addition, if Murong Lin wanted to call on the peaks, it would be unrealistic to spend all his money to support him!

The mountain protection formation has to consume a huge amount of spiritual stones every moment, not to mention whether the peaks are willing to spend their own wealth, even if they do, how many days can they last?

"Qian Tianfeng estimates that he will have to escape in a few days!" Wei Han sighed, and said, "They will definitely make a big move before escaping, so keep an eye on them."

"good!"

Lu Qingying nodded in agreement.

Babaozhai is not just a simple chamber of commerce. They have already habitually set up their eyes and ears. The news is definitely better than anyone else. If Qian Tianfeng really makes a big move, he can't hide it from them.

"If they really evacuate, they will probably cheat us once before they leave." Lu Qingying said with a sad face: "Should we evacuate earlier?"

"No!"

Wei Han decisively refused without hesitation.

The only way to withdraw is the ultra-long-distance teleportation array.

This kind of thing has already been arranged in Qiantian Peak, and Changsheng Peak has also arranged one, but at most 300 people can be teleported away each time, and it needs to consume a lot of spirit stones each time.

That is to say, this is a road that is only suitable for a small number of people to evacuate.

Once you choose to withdraw, most people will have to be left behind.

How could Wei Han leave hundreds of thousands of disciples of Changsheng Peak behind and only take a few elites away without reaching a desperate situation?

"Don't worry, Changsheng Peak also has a large formation to protect the mountain!" Wei Han casually comforted him: "Although the rank is not as good as the sect's large formation, it is still as high as the fourth-rank middle-rank. Arranged by the Nascent Soul Formation master, the defense will definitely not be bad!"

"Once the sect's great formation is broken, I will immediately activate the formation protection. At that time, the coverage area will be smaller, and the consumption of spirit stones will be much smaller. We should be able to hold on!"

Lu Qingying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words.

She knew that Wei Han was thoughtful, and such an analysis would definitely be carried out in the same way. If it really came to that time, she might have to persevere to the end, right?

Talking room!

A big battle broke out outside the big formation.

Many fourth-order monsters finally couldn't bear it and began to attack. At a glance, there were as many as twenty or thirty of them. They came from the surrounding sky, and they were frantically fighting with more than a dozen Qingnanzong Yuanying stage monks.

"Boom!"

Earth-shattering shock waves continue to come from the sky.

The battle between the Nascent Soul stage boss and the fourth-order monsters set off turbulent waves every time, and the shock waves alone made the mountain guard formation sway continuously, as if it might break open at any time.

"Oops, masters must hold on!"

"Hehe, if there is no big formation to stop us, the aftermath of a single battle will be enough to wipe us out? Nascent Soul Stage is really scary!"

"Not good, Master Ouyang of Shenjian Peak vomited blood!"

"It's troublesome, the situation on the second day of the beast tide is so rotten, it's unclear whether we can survive it!"

A burst of exclamation sounded in the whole sect.

A faint breath of despair continued to spread, and the morale on the battlefield was quite low. The disciples of every peak couldn't help but feel fearful.

"hehe!"

Wei Han smiled and said nothing.

He knew that nothing he could say at the moment would be enough to appease people, so he might as well save some effort, at least he would not give up so quickly, and would do his best to keep this piece of foundation.

As for the people of Qiantian Peak, they should die!

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Wei Han casually pointed at him, and a third-order peak natal corpse burrowed into the ground in an instant, and slowly approached Qiantian Peak relying on the corpse-refining clan's instinct for escaping from the ground.

This refined corpse is wearing Wei Han's special breath-suppressing black robe!

At this moment, all the monks in the Nascent Soul stage of the sect are fighting with monsters, and the battlefield is also in chaos, so no one pays attention to the fact that there is a refined corpse approaching underground.

After all, it is as high as the third-order peak!

Walking underground is like a fish in water. Even a monk at the peak of Jindan can't easily catch its traces, and no one knows that Wei Han is on it, and he is carrying a gift he specially prepared for Qian Tianfeng.

If Qian Tianfeng fought to the death, it would be fine!

If they really want to escape after fighting back, Wei Han will let them know what despair is.

"Hehe, I don't know how many people will be buried with me at that time!"

Wei Han let out a long sigh, and finally showed a weird smile.

(end of this chapter)