The sudden departure of Situ Zhuren made the people on both sides of the Sealing Sword Alliance and the Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion stunned in an instant, and when they changed to others, everyone would definitely have to investigate why the alliance leader would suddenly leave without a fight in the face of a great enemy? Why would he leave everyone in battle? Leave and leave, and suddenly his whole body turned black into a demonic state, what is this going on? Could it be that the rumors outside now are true, the Sword Emperor is really controlled by the demon clan, and he has already entered the demon?

The impact behind these problems is very serious, and it is enough to set off an uproar, but at present, who is still in the mood to care about this?

Even the people of the Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion had to admit at this moment that to fight against the extremely fierce divine corpse that their own fellow disciples had turned into, Situ Zhuren was the only hope, and even this alone was not enough, in the face of that divine corpse, Situ Zhuren was obviously dwarfed and felt very unreliable. If there is no Situ Zhuren, they and others can only hope that the head of the current whereabouts of the mystery will suddenly appear and restrain his sister, or the teacher who has lost his sanity will suddenly wake up......

But now, even this is not a pillar, it can only be said to be the last hope of driftwood on the sea, and suddenly it is strange to escape, and only the deepest despair is left in front of everyone's eyes.

Despair!

This is Situ Xiaoshu's only emotion at the moment, even deeper than when he was hostile to the nine-headed demon dragon in the other world, if the divine corpse in front of him was directly pressed, everyone on his side united as one, fought hard, and finally lost the enemy, or was destroyed and killed casually, he would not have such a deep feeling.

However, after the divine corpse appeared, it just floated quietly in the air, almost not moving, standing still, and even ignoring the sudden departure of Situ Zhuren, but the black and red qi around him couldn't help but escape, rotting bones and flesh, and he was about to be completely wiped out, and the gap between the two sides was so big that there was no deeper understanding than this.

Of course, these do not mean that the divine corpse is unconscious, or has no malice, but is simply a disaster that affects the fish pond, because the black and red qi that spreads is not just a simple extension, but spreads out and then envelops it from the periphery, no matter which direction everyone flees separately, they have already taken the first step to cut off the way, and once they are contaminated by it, they will be turned into living people with blood and mud and dry bones.

Situ Xiaoshu knew in his heart that in terms of martial arts, he was already the top three of the human beings in the audience, but if he was touched by those black and red qi and lasted for three seconds at most, he would turn into blood and mud, which was meaningless.

...... Now if you rely on yourself alone, you will die, and your father is suddenly gone, and Brother Wen is gone, what should I do now?

What's worse is that he also gave birth to a bad conjecture that has nothing to do with it: Dad and Brother Wen, these two people who can't run away, shouldn't they be turning their faces somewhere and fighting for their lives, right?

“...... When it matters, men are really unreliable at all!"

With a long sigh, Situ Xiaoshu suddenly had the same thoughts as the nearby Sword Pavilion allies, although he was a little worried about the two of them, but it was useless to worry about these at this time, and trying his best to struggle to survive was the immediate priority.

The comrades of the Fengdao League around him, there is not much left, when my father is still there, he tried his best to protect everyone, the casualties are not big, he has only been gone for a while, and the casualties here are more than ninety percent, and the gap in strength between father and daughter is really shameful.

At present, the only way to survive is to hold a group with the Sword Pavilion, although ...... Even so, I can't see any way out, at most I can only live for more than ten seconds.

Before Situ Xiaoshu could call out for his allies, there was already a commotion in the camp of the Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion. The masters of the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion are all superior, looking at the empire, they are definitely above the level of each faction, but when it comes to fighting spirit and fighting spirit, it is a short board, there is no problem when fighting a tailwind war, adversity is almost meaningless, and when encountering a desperate battle, they have collapsed before the heavy casualties appear.

If it weren't for the two main backbones of Qiu Yanhong and Xia Dongdu, the team of the Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion would have dispersed long ago, and they fled one by one and were finally swallowed up by the black and red qi.

Now, the only remaining disciples of the Sword Pavilion are all around Qiu Yanhong, some can't stop crying, some are pale and bloodless, and they have no faction, all of them look at Qiu Yanhong, wanting to hear her come up with ideas and seek a way to survive.

Qiu Yanhong clenched the long sword in her hand, her face was very ugly, her lips trembled, she looked around at the expressions of the disciples around her, and wanted to speak several times, but she couldn't find anything to say. The difference in strength between the two sides is too big, unless you have the combat power of the heavenly class, there is no way to find a way to live, even if you want to drag others as a shield, the people nearby are almost dead and injured, and you don't have to drag it at all......

“...... Enough is enough! Don't be embarrassed anymore, the people in the Sword Pavilion should be preserving their lives, but they are not greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

With a cold sound, Xia Dongyu staggered to stand up with her sword, she was seriously injured, multiple tendons were broken, although she had taken the elixir in the door, but it was just a breath left, not to mention fighting now, it was not a situation where she could act at will, it was all thanks to a breath of Xuan Bing True Qi, all the joints and bones that she had broken and frozen, and supported herself.

Hearing the friction and collision of Xuan Bing, the women of the Sword Pavilion who knew what was going on, all looked solemn, and they all admired her will, after all, it was the generation that had gone through the Great War of the Hundred Clans, and had experienced countless bitter battles and bloody battles, and none of them were simple to be able to ascend to a high position and become the leader of a party.

“...... We brought people out, and we have to be responsible for bringing them back, and that's our responsibility. Xia Dongyu stared at Qiu Yanhong, blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth, but as soon as she touched her lips, she was frozen by the cold in her body again, "Wait a minute, you seize the opportunity to leave, and I will find a way to create an opportunity for you." ”

The words sound very ordinary, but the difference in strength between the two sides is so big, even if you just want to create an opportunity, whether it is attacking or defending or escaping, you must have the consciousness of risking your life.

“...... You're ......."

Qiu Yanhong only spoke, and she couldn't say any more, Xia Dongyu and Yan Jiaoran swore an alliance at the beginning, and the depth of their emotions between each other was obvious to everyone in the cabinet, and now Yan Jiaoran has encountered a poisonous hand and become like this, no matter what, Xia Donghui can't leave her, if she wants to redeem her, she is bound to die with her body, and take the opportunity to cover the departure of many people, and it is also to prevent Yan Jiaoran from killing each other with the same door, which is the responsibility and just right.

As if afraid of shaking his will, Xia Dongyu didn't even take a look at the corpse, raised his palm, condensed the light in his palm, and turned into a six-pointed star crystal, like a falling star, and couldn't help but release light, and then handed this crystal to Qiu Yanhong.

“...... This...... Not quite a good fit......"

Qiu Yanhong was obviously a little hesitant, she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, her mouth was spitting, but Xia Dongyu sneered, "Take it, I know that you haven't been able to see this thing in my hands for safekeeping, and now it's time for you to take care of it, and you still need to take care of it!"

The surrounding women of the Sword Pavilion secretly let out a sound of surprise when they saw this, knowing that it was the key to the treasure house of this sect, after Yan Wushuang was promoted to the power, he already had the ability to create things in the void, and he had made a lot of precious materials for the people of the sect, plus all kinds of loot obtained in the Great War of the Hundred Clans, all of which were collected in the treasure house of the Sword Pavilion, and the key to opening it was this star core, which had been held by the Big Dipper Lord Xia Dongxi.

Xia Dongyu handed over the key to the treasure house of the Sword Pavilion at this time, the meaning in it was self-evident, seeing that the black and red qi was imminent, Qiu Yanhong no longer shirked, put away the star core, and said, "What can we do for you?"

"Hmph! I'm not dead. Xia Dongyu said coldly: "The power that Sister Wushuang deliberately passed down at the beginning, I can still call it, even if it is against Shang Jiaoran, it is not that there is no chance at all, the key to the treasure house is only temporarily handed over to you for escrow, maybe I will get it back in the future." ”

That's what they said, but they both knew very well in their hearts that even if they were sheltered by the power left by Yan Wushuang, in the face of such a desperate situation, it would be a matter of immortality, and what they could do was not even to seek nine deaths and one life, but to be able to die with the enemy, which is exactly what Xia Dongwei is asking for now.

“...... I'm afraid it still doesn't work. Qiu Yanhong shook her head and said: "With you alone, even if you only want to die together, it won't be too long, not enough for the people to escape, or I will stay together and join forces with you, even if there is no chance of life, I can buy more time for the people to leave." ”

"Just with you?" Xia Dongyu said coldly: "Unless you join forces with me with the divine soldiers, otherwise with you, how long can we last longer......?

Listening to the words with a cold atmosphere, Qiu Yanhong nodded slightly, and glanced at Situ Xiaoshu and the others, who were chased away by the black and red qi and were approaching her side to seek a team.

...... The tradition of the Heaven Dou Sword Pavilion is tacitly understood by the two principals, so there is no need to shout it out.

At this moment, a wasteland in the Zhu cemetery, shaped like an altar, suddenly became red, and the entire cemetery was red, followed by an invisible coercion that swept in all directions.

The dangerous situation that Sima Bingxin encountered before appeared again, whether it was Xia Dongdu, Qiu Yanhong, or even Situ Xiaoshu, all the emotions were surging in an instant, and all kinds of strong emotions and deranged thoughts appeared wildly in his mind, and countless extreme miscellaneous thoughts and personalities were differentiated, and they were noisy.

Xia Dongwei's exercises are cold and cold, and he is best at condensing the ice heart, and he is not shocked, so he can barely maintain a trace of spiritual sense, Qiu Yanhong is very unbearable, and he knelt on the ground in pain at the moment, bursting into tears, as for the women of the Sword Pavilion, the situation was even worse, and they lost their divine consciousness in an instant, and some of them shouted wildly, and their ugliness was revealed, and some even collapsed straight down, incontinence and convulsions, and some directly drew their swords and began to kill their fellow doors, and blood spattered on the spot in an instant.

Situ Xiaoshu's knees weakened, and he fell to his knees, and there was a sharp cracking sound on his body, but his mind was the most sober among everyone.

...... I have the information that Sima Bingxin has personally experienced, and I know that sooner or later I will go to the ancestral tomb, and if I don't prepare in advance, I will be a brainless idiot!

...... The Sealing Sword Alliance also has many years of savings, and there is no shortage of equipment, so he deliberately chose a superb talisman to protect against spiritual attacks, hid it on his body, and now he is struggling with the talisman to shatter, and finally survived this wave of spiritual attacks.

My head is very dizzy now, my emotions are up and down, each going to the extreme, I want to laugh inexplicably, I want to cry inexplicably, and there is a kind of anger for no reason, my chest is churning, it is difficult to calm down, I am very unhappy, I can't wait to swing a knife and slash, it is conceivable that if these emotions are magnified thousands of times, I am not just unhappy, but completely crazy, thanks to Bingxin, she can actually survive.

Also because he kept his sanity awake, Situ Xiaoshu was also able to return to the knife and attack, knocking out all the subordinates around him who were in a state of confusion and wanted to slash their companions with a knife, and even if they lost consciousness and fainted, they were still convulsing on the ground, their limbs spasmed, and they couldn't be suppressed at any time.

Situ Xiaoshu was secretly frightened, if he hadn't prepared in advance, he didn't know what would happen now, and what he found out afterwards made him even more shocked, because this spiritual thought wave was different from what Sima Bingxin encountered before, not just a simple sweep over this mountain, not even just sweeping the entire Zhu Family Cemetery, but sweeping to the entire Qian Capital, and even to the more peripheral places.

Although the power of this spiritual fluctuation quickly attenuated because of the distance, within a few breaths, Situ Xiaoshu was sure that this fluctuation had swept out hundreds of miles away, affecting half of the eagle Yang, and I don't know how many living beings were swept by this shock wave, even if it was attenuated behind, it was not something that ordinary people, ordinary warriors, and soldiers could resist.

Then, Situ Xiaoshu vaguely heard waves of sound, converging, it was the sound of thousands of people falling into madness, shouting in unison, and rushing towards this side, within hundreds of miles, I don't know how many people have fallen into madness, regardless of rushing to this side.

At the same time, the corpse of the god wearing a bright red wedding dress also changed from the previous situation of standing still, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had given birth to a divine sense......

p.s

Thanks to Brother Midnight for his reward, I also wish it could be *, but the so-called * is actually to ignite the fire that has accumulated in the sun.

Although the fire is burning, what is it burning if there is no dead leaf that has accumulated as fuel?

This chapter is a sword, and the next chapter is Lao Wen. If the red bag is sufficient, it will be more tonight.