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Chapter 535 The situation is rotten, suffocated by despair! 【Subscribe】

Chapter 535 The situation is rotten, suffocated by despair! 【Subscribe】

A moment later
In the name of aid, Xia Qingsong led his disciples directly to the Qiantian Peak battlefield, and was completely kicked out of the Changsheng Peak defensive area.

This matter did not cause much disturbance!
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 furious, but 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 sect are fighting hard. There are flying swords colliding and spells roaring everywhere, and the roar of monsters is like shaking mountains.

There are hundreds of millions of monsters in the endless sea, 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 continued to increase!

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 Zixiao Holy Land 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 most tragic 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 is unlikely to be spared." Lu Qingying reminded with a wry smile: "According to the information 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!"

"Ha ha!"

Wei Han smiled and was not surprised by this.

After all, Qingnanzong's background is 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 use up his family to support him!
The mountain protection formation consumes a huge amount of spiritual stones every moment, not to mention whether the peaks are willing to spend their own family assets, 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 they escape, so keep an eye on them."

"it is 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. They are definitely more informed 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 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.

In other words, this is a path that is only suitable for a small number of people to evacuate.

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

How could Wei Han abandon the 10,000+ disciples of Changsheng Peak and withdraw with only a few elites without reaching a desperate situation?

"Don't worry, Changsheng Peak also has a large formation to protect the mountain!" Wei Han comforted him casually: "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 Zongmen's formation is broken, I will immediately activate the formation protection. Then 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.

She knew that Wei Han was meticulous in his thoughts, so such an analysis would definitely be carried out in the same way. If it really came to that time, she might just stick to it to the end, right?

Talking room!
Another 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 continued to come from the sky.

Every time the battle between the Nascent Soul Stage boss and the fourth-order monsters set off turbulent waves, the shock waves alone caused the mountain guard formation to 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!"

"No, 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!"

Shouts of exclamation resounded throughout the sect.

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

"Ha ha!"

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 in an instant, a third-order peak mortal corpse burrowed into the ground, and slowly approached Qiantian Peak by relying on the instinct of the corpse refining clan for escaping from the ground.

This corpse was wearing Wei Han's special breath-suppressing black robe!
At this moment, all the monks in the Nascent Soul stage of the sect were fighting monsters, and the battlefield was in chaos, so no one paid attention to the fact that there was 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 that he specially prepared for Qian Tianfeng.

It's okay if Qian Tianfeng fights to the death!

If they really want to escape after beating 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)

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