The eyes all over the mountains and plains were all focused on the dozens of light pillars in front of the Yin-Yang Line Cauldron. There, dozens of figures sat quietly cross-legged, like old monks in meditation.
In the sky, the Palace Master, Pulse Master and others all looked solemn. They had not left in the past few days and had been paying close attention to any changes here.
Buzz!
In the quiet mountains, a subtle buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and all eyes in the sky suddenly shifted, and finally almost involuntarily, they stopped at a beam of light in front of the Yin-Yang Line Cauldron.
The light beam there began to gradually become fainter...
"Lin Yun failed..." Chen Wu looked at this scene, quietly clenched his palms, and sighed...
The beam of light, under the gaze of countless eyes, quickly became weak, and finally dissipated completely with a click. Without the cover of the beam of light, Lin Yun's figure also fell to the sky, his face as pale as paper.
"well."
Chen Wu sighed softly, waved his sleeves and robes, and a soft force caught Lin Yun who fell down the cliff, and then the Tongmai disciples quickly went up and hugged him.
"They are already doing well for being able to persist for such a long time..." Master Qingmai said.
Chen Wu was silent. He couldn't help but look at Su Hun's figure with a hint of imperceptible worry. With his sophisticated eyes, he could feel that Su Hun's condition was not very good.
, but at this time, they were unable to provide any help. In the Yin-Yang Line Cauldron, everything had to rely on themselves...
…
Time once again passed quietly while countless people were waiting. Unknowingly, another three days passed.
During these three days, the expressions of the main hall masters, pulse masters, and others became more and more tense, and their movements from time to time were all a little agitated, and it was obvious that they were quite uneasy in their hearts.
Because, after Lin Yun, who was connected to the meridian, there were people in the other meridian and the three palaces who failed one after another...
Moreover, the most important thing is that even the bright beams of light of Li Shihan and Si Ye, the closed disciples of Emperor Yin Yang, have begun to dim. Obviously, they are about to fail...
In just nine days, the three major halls, the five major branches, and some other distinguished disciples have all been defeated miserably.
Click.
The two beams of light finally dissipated completely on the tenth day. When the bodies of Li Shihan and Si Ye fell from the blue rock, the two disciples were already prepared to rush out and carefully pick them up.
.
Then looking at their pale faces, I couldn't help but feel a little fear rising in my heart. Is that Yin-Yang Line Cauldron really so terrifying...
Even their most outstanding direct disciples were defeated one after another...
After Pang Tong was picked up, the already quiet atmosphere in this world became much duller, as if it was about to solidify.
"Only Su Hun and the little princess Xiangxi are left..." The master of the Heavenly Palace sighed and said.
"The little princess has been exposed to Yin Yang's light since she was a child, and she is the daughter of the palace lord. With her first tripod enlightenment, she may have a chance of success."
"If even the little princess fails, it's really hard to imagine who can succeed."
"Su Hun has not had much exposure to the power of yin and yang, but he can persist until now. Perhaps, he is a different kind."
Everyone murmured, with helpless expressions on their faces.
At this moment, the three major halls and the five major veins have been completely wiped out. No, there is still one person holding on in Tongmai.
On a mountain peak some distance away from the Yin-Yang Line Cauldron, two figures stood on it, looking through the space at the area filled with people.
"The situation of Su Hun is not good..." The old man in white clothes stood beside the Yin Yang Emperor and said slowly.
"Maybe we can hold on for a few more days."
Emperor Yin Yang said softly.
"Only a few days?"
The old man in white robe sighed helplessly, this time, will the entire army be destroyed again?
Six days have come to an end...
And it was on that sixth day when the scorching sun rose to the center of the sky that Chen Wu's complexion suddenly turned pale, and a somewhat panicked commotion quickly spread like a tide in this sea of people.
Because the beam of light that shrouded Su Hun also began to weaken at this moment. Previous experiences told everyone that it was a sign of imminent failure.
Tong Qiu's beautiful hands were tightly clasped, and then she pulled Rong Xiaoqi's beautiful wrist.
"Seventh sister."
Rong Xiaoqi's face was also a little pale, and he murmured softly: "Such a failure must be a big blow to you!"
"It seems he still failed."
Looking at the increasingly weaker beam of light, Si Ye spoke out.
Li Shihan also sighed in her heart. Although she had expected it, she still felt that Su Hun should not have failed like this.
The beam of light finally weakened slowly under the countless regretful glances...
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boom!
When the outside world was boiling due to the weakening of the light beam, on that desolate and silent land, Su Hun's figure finally fell down powerlessly and hit the ground heavily, causing pain to spread.
The skin all over Su Hun's body was already cracked and cracked, and he looked extremely terrible. He was old and about to rot.
Moreover, all the strength in his body was completely dissipated during this period of time, and even faintly, there were light spots floating out of his body.
Su Hun grinned and looked at a withered grass on the ground in front of him with slightly blurred eyes. He knew that he was at the end of his strength and had no strength to continue walking.
He stared at the withered grass. After a moment, he stretched out his palm and inserted it into the withered yellow ground, and then pulled out the withered grass from the roots up.
As the withered grass lifted off the ground, Su Hun looked at the rhizome hidden under the ground. With a touch of his finger, the entire withered grass and even its rhizomes turned into powder and scattered.
The powder floated away from Su Hun's face, and his expression seemed a little gloomy and uncertain. After nearly half an hour, a hoarse murmur sounded in this quiet place.
"It seems...it shouldn't be like this!"
Su Hun slowly raised his head and looked at the gray sky. The color seemed as if the sky had died and dispersed.
Yin and Yang looked at the land again. Although there were withered grass on it, they were all dead...
"It shouldn't be like this..."
Su Hun lowered his head and suddenly stretched out his hands to dig into the ground. Dry dust flew out. His strength was exhausted at this moment, but he was waving his palms mechanically with a thought.
puff!
Another cloud of gray dust was pulled out from the ground by Su Hun. The dust spread in front of his eyes, but Su Hun's eyes shrank to the size of a needle tip at this moment. In that cloud of dust, he saw
A floating gray dot...
This gray dot was definitely not ashes made of matter, but felt exactly the same as the gray dot on the cauldron. It was weird and evil, and it swallowed up the vitality of the world...
Su Hun's eyes followed the gray dot to the ground without blinking, and then disappeared. Then, he remembered what Feng Kurou once said to him, and the contaminated road.
In the end, he was as if he had turned into a sculpture, motionless.
Spots of light began to emanate from Su Hun's body, and half of his body had dispersed. However, when the body dispersed, the eyes that were originally covered by dust and seemed slightly dazed, at this moment, once again had
Sharp reappearance.
call!
He took a deep breath, then raised his head and looked at this endless land. Although there was no one here, an extremely serious look appeared on his face. Immediately, he spoke every word
A sudden sound began to sound.
"Yin Yang Line Cauldron, the world is sick, you... need my help."