"Everyone...is dead?"

People were silent for a while, and then began to repeat these words.

There are so many powerful sect leaders, so many powerful elders, and Yu Luming who has inherited the mantle of the old Heavenly Master... There are more than a thousand people, those who represent the top strength of the famous sect. , all died in the Daqing Mountains? !

Fear began to spread, sweeping through the entire camp and swallowing everyone's confidence.

"Impossible...This is impossible!"

Zhao Chengxiang took a few steps back and almost lost his balance. If Yuan Jianxin hadn't helped him, he would have fallen down. On the ground.

Han San gritted his teeth and said: "Abbot Ben Heng, has my master fought with the national master? How many moves have he fought?"

Yuan Jianxin couldn't help but ask: " How did the disciples of the Laoshan sect die? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Everyone was confused because of their concern. They swarmed up and asked questions around Abbot Ben Heng.

But now Abbot Ben Heng has no strength to answer one by one. Being so noisy by everyone, he even spit out another mouthful of old blood and his face turned pale again.

"Don't argue! Abbot Ben Heng's soul is unstable. If you argue again, he might even die!" Lao Jin angrily scolded.

His voice was drowned in the noise. Although a few people inside had quieted down, the disciples outside still didn't stop.

Yan Shouyi’s expression darkened. He first cast a golden light spell on Abbot Ben Heng to protect his ears, then turned around and roared with a Buddhist lion’s roar: “Quiet!”

When he roared, everyone was shocked and dizzy, and immediately fell silent.

Lao Jin took the opportunity to help Abbot Ben Heng get lucky and stabilize his soul.

Abbot Ben Heng’s face looked a little better, but when he recalled what he had experienced in the Daqing Mountains, there was still a lingering haze in his heart.

“Abbot Benheng, don’t be in a hurry, please speak slowly.” Yan Shouyi comforted him softly.

The once powerful sweeping monk was now in such a state of decline, and Yan Shouyi felt particularly uncomfortable.

Ben Heng’s eyes dimmed, as if he had lost his faith.

He coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:

"The terrain of Daqing Mountain is complicated, and the Imperial Army should have deployed many formations in the mountain. Let's move forward all the way. Many traps were eliminated along the way, but people still got separated from the team one after another. Until deep in the Daqing Mountains, there were only less than 500 people left in the team of more than 1,000 people."

" The teacher sensed that there was something deep in the Daqing Mountains.There was a strong evil spirit, so he concluded that the national master was hiding there, so we didn't care about the lost companions and planned to find out, but we were attacked by the Taoist friends who had been lost before in the valley! "

"Those people are very strange. They don't seem to recognize us anymore. Their attack methods are completely different. They are like zombies and are not afraid of death. Even if their hands and feet are broken, they don't know the pain. We were unprepared, and because we were worried about hurting fellow Taoists, we were restrained, so we lost a lot of people. "

"After finally winning this encounter, someone discovered the first batch of lost Taoist friends in the Daqing Mountains. The Heavenly Master ordered Master Mao to lead people to check. Unexpectedly, The group of fellow Taoists who were supposed to be waiting for our rescue actually took action against Leader Mao and the others! "

"Headmaster Mao was extremely angry and led his disciples to resist. Originally, the opponent was not our opponent at all, but blood mist suddenly floated in the mountains. After the enemy was covered by the blood mist, their combat power increased greatly, and When our people come into contact with the blood mist, they will have difficulty breathing, their skin will ulcerate, and they will become disintegrated. In the end, in anger, Chief Mao will be baptized by thunder, and he and all the enemies... will perish together! ”

Hearing this, Han San gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He knew the price of the move his master used, and knew that his master would definitely die.

Although his heart was filled with sadness, Han San was still a little lucky - his master never gave up until his death.

Maoshan disciples, even if they were desperate , we also need to bring a few people on our backs!

"The sacrifice of Leader Mao bought us time. Everyone evacuated frantically, trying to escape the blood mist, but unexpectedly another one appeared in the blood mist. Many shadow pursuers chased and intercepted us. Leader Mo of the Laoshan faction was so angry that he led his men to set up formations at the rear to block the blood mist and shadow pursuers for us, but in the end the entire army was annihilated. "

Yuan Jianxin lowered his head and stared at the Heart Sword in his hand, feeling heavy and complicated.

How he wished he could fight side by side with his master and the others in the Daqing Mountains .

But now he discovered that the master was right, and so were Yan Shouyi and Yu Luming. If everyone died in the Daqing Mountains, what would the remaining people of the Laoshan Sect do?

How are we going to fight the remaining battles?

"Only at this time did the rest of us realize that most of the first batch of survivors who entered the Daqing Mountains had already reported to the country. The division surrendered. Daqing Mountain was a trap to lure us in, so there was no point in continuing deeper. Leaving Daqing Mountain as soon as possible to preserve our strength was the right choice. "

"So everyone started to retreat, but unexpectedly, white mist floated in the mountains again. Everyone was dizzy and couldn't find a way to leave. Fortunately, the Yan Family of Kunlun Mountain was proficient inFeng Shui, discovered that these were all Feng Shui dilemmas set up by the Imperial Master. He solved them and finally led everyone to leave Baiwu... However, although we escaped from Baiwu, we did not escape from Daqing Mountain. "

"When we escaped from the white mist, what we saw was a big tree in the sky, as tall as a hundred-meter building. Its crown covered the sky and the sun, and there were many long trees growing on its trunk There is a human face, and the national master is between the eyebrows of that human face! ”

Everyone’s breathing couldn’t help but become rapid.

After going through untold hardships and weakening the strength of the Maoshan and Laoshan factions, the team just met Is it just the national master’s true form?

One can imagine how brutal the next battle will be.

“The sacred tree...”
< br /> Yan Shouyi murmured in a low voice that he had already learned about the existence of this sacred tree through Lian He, and told Yu Luming everything he knew.

Now Yu Luming and the others are really here I saw the sacred tree in Daqing Mountain, and found that the national master was in the sacred tree. This probably means that the national master can rely on the sacred tree to restore his strength.

"What happened next...? "Yan Shouyi asked in a low voice.

Abbot Ben Heng's eyes were empty, as if he was recalling something terrible.

He gritted his teeth and said:
< br />　"Countless aerial roots hang down from that big tree, entwining the corpses of the previously deceased companions, including the figures of Leader Mao and Leader Mo! I have carefully observed that they seem to be not dead yet, but they are also dying. "

"In front of the big tree, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, filled with dead Taoist friends. The wooden puppet Dharmakaya made by the national master is also watching eagerly from the side! With the Imperial Master's order, the corpses of the dead fellow Taoists all turned into puppets, rushing towards us one after another! ”

“Our numbers no longer have an advantage, and the pursuit and interception along the way has made everyone exhausted. Faced with such a raging attack, we were able to resist it at first, but later as the attrition began, Defeat! ”