What Qin Shuang said before is not true, right?

Didn't she really want to sit with me?

I wonder if I promised her now or not?

He instantly cut off his thoughts. He didn't agree when he was strong before. At this time, he was so weak that he agreed like this?

no!

I have to find a way to escape...

No!

I have to find someone to help.

right!

I ran back!

At this time, he had already regretted it. He regretted that he did not return to the second line of defense in order to lead Qinshuang. Who should Guan Qinshuang kill? How many monks should he die? It is right to live.

He began to run around in a big circle and then ran in the direction he came. He wanted to escape back, and as long as he ran back, he would be safe with the help of the Hundred Tribes Heavenly Lord.

While running in a big circle, he secretly looked back at Qinshuang. Seeing that Qinshuang had only given a small part of his energy to lock him up, the rest of his energy was devoted to studying the power of time on his fingers. He did not realize that he had already circled around the big circle and changed direction, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Moreover, he also found that Qinshuang's speed seemed to be a little slower.

"Study it, you can understand it."

The Dragon Clan Chief was secretly happy. At this time, he had already drawn a big circle, changed direction, and ran straight towards the direction he came. In his heart, he was praying Qinshuang kept studying the power of time, so that he would not attack him, so that he would have time to escape back.

"not good!"

He felt that Qin Shuang had taken action again, but found it helpless. Even though he released another Shield of Time, Qin Shuang's hand still passed through his Shield of Time, and then grabbed another ray of power of Time from his body surface.

The leader of the Dragon Clan wanted to cry but couldn't cry, so he could only continue to run forward.

Qin Shuang was almost completely immersed in the understanding of time at this time. She just watched the flow of time, and studied it with a ray of time. The result was completely different. Qin Shuang now almost forgot what she was doing, and was immersed in the understanding. She was just instinctively chasing the leader of the Dragon Clan, and instinctively reaching out to grab a ray of time when she realized the limit.

The Hundred Tribes Alliance has been assembled, and nearly 10 billion monks have begun to cover the void and fly towards the Holy Land Alliance, like an endless meteor shower.

At this time, the Holy Land Alliance had abandoned the other nine pieces and gathered on a star. The entire star was covered by Xu Qinyang's super array set up in this century.

Inside the hall of convention.

The six heavenly priests were filled with sorrow. They knew very well that even if there was a large formation, they would need to continuously consume the lives of the cultivators. Because they could not allow the cultivators of hundreds of clans to attack, nearly 10 billion cultivators would attack the formation. If the formation could not last for half a year, they would collapse. So they needed to go out to fight with the cultivators of the hundreds of clans every three months to give the formation time to recover. Every time they went out, it would take seven days. How many cultivators would fall in these seven days?

This can delay time, but how long can it be?

Five hundred years?

Or eight hundred years?

It will delay for eight hundred years!

"Report!" A monk landed at the entrance of the hall and walked in. The six heavenly priests immediately disappeared and their faces showed high spirits.

"speak!"

"The Hundred Race Alliance is here!"

The monk lowered his head to report, but heard no sound. He couldn't help but look up and saw where there was someone in the hall?

Outside the main hall.

Xu Qinyang's six heavenly masters looked at the void and saw a dense and boundless precious light flying towards the planet where they were, like dense meteors.

"Too many!" The Great Sun Heavenly Lord murmured in a low voice.

"boom……"

Attacks descended from the void, bombarded the formation, and the formation shook. The monks in the formation looked at the endless monks of the hundreds of clans, their faces changed color and their hearts became fearful.

Xu Qinyang sent a voice transmission: "We cannot let them attack, otherwise our confidence will collapse before the formation is broken. We must go out and kill a wave, fight the fighting spirit, and fight hope."

"Not bad!" Yun Hao Tianzun and others nodded.

"According to the original plan, kill!"

Xu Qinyang's six heavenly masters disappeared in front of the hall of discussions and occupied one side. The monks below saw the six heavenly masters and in their hearts

The fear dissipated a lot, and they all looked up at the six heavenly masters. Xu Qinyang's confident voice drooped from the air:

"Friends, maybe you are depressed and think that what is the point of persistence? But today I want to tell you the meaning of persistence."

The monks listened intently, and during this period, they were very confused. As Xu Qinyang said, they felt that the Holy Land Alliance was defeated, and now they were just surviving. No matter how they persist, they could not change the result, and it was meaningless. However, now Xu Qinyang seemed to want to tell them the secret, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.

"What we mean..." Xu Qinyang glanced at the bottom: "It means persisting until the return of the saint!"

"Boom..." The hundreds of millions of monks below were silent for a moment, and then they became boiling.

"Saint!"

"The saint is still there?"

"The saint has nothing to do with it, will he come back?"

Xu Qinyang pressed his hands down, and the noise below gradually became silent, and his pair of hot eyes looked at Xu Qinyang in the air.

"There is a secret you don't know, but you should know that the Chaos Beast Tide hundreds of years ago. That beast tide spread to the entire fairy world. Why is the beast tide so neat?

Because a saint appeared in the Chaos Clan!”

"boom……"

The monks below started to make a noise again. They had a vague guess in their hearts, and then gradually calmed down and looked at Xu Qinyang in the air.

"Our saints naturally have to kill the Chaos Saint, otherwise it will be a huge hidden danger to our hundreds of tribes. At this time, the saints are blocking the Chaos Saint in a secret realm. As long as the saints kill the Chaos Saint, they will return immediately.

What I want to tell you is that there is only one saint in the Chaos Clan, and we have seven saints. Killing him is not a problem, but that secret realm is full of chaos laws, and it is not easy to discover the traces of the Chaos Saint, so time has been delayed.

Moreover, the saints finally blocked the Chaos Saint in that secret realm. Once they left, they let the Chaos Saint escape, and it would be difficult to capture him in the future. Therefore, we can only persist now, and persevere until the Saint returns. Do you have confidence?”

"have!"

The hundreds of millions of monks roared wildly and their fighting spirit flew to the night, and their hearts were restored to hope. They believed that the seven saints would eventually kill a Chaos Saint. As long as they persist, they would wait until the saints returned. Once the saints returned, the alliance of hundreds of clans would be a native chicken and a tile dog.

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Chapter completed!