Countless branches and leaves, countless new shoots are still growing and expanding...and soon they are attached to the pressed hexagram arrays, and the two parties begin to compete with each other.
Outside the formation, the steps of the eight elders moving forward became heavier and heavier.
In the formation, Chu Tianjiao's face became paler little by little, and a thin layer of sweat overflowed on his forehead.
He Lanji was sitting on her body, worried and anxious in her heart, but he did not dare to disturb her. He only looked at the slightly compressed hexagram array from time to time, and sometimes looked at her face.
Xiao Yu'er has been entangled by Zhou Gongjin, because Zhou Gongjin's shocking arrow against Chu Tianjiao also suffered huge losses, and it is impossible to easily conquer this golden dragon.
There was a tense fight between the two sides in mid-air, and the situation in the square was still in chaos.
The tree giants summoned by Chu Tianjiao slowly moved towards the square. Facing them were the low-level disciples of the Shenzong and the Shenzong guards.
Many people have run away, and of course some have been trampled by giant trees, or pushed down and trampled by others. The Bluestone Square is a mess, with dead bodies, tree trunks, and unknown people’s shoes scattered here and there...
A sacred square.
All around, the fire continued.
Xiao Yuer lit the Babel Tower on fire. Due to the wind, the fire had already spread. However, the Shenzong disciples were still too tired to deal with the huge number of tree giants and had no time to take care of them.
The Shenzong General Altar, the holy mountain Qingshan that all believers in the world refer to as pious, is facing an unprecedented disaster.
He Lanxuan had already been taken to a safe place in the distance by his subordinates. He was watching the battle situation here from a distance. He didn't know whether he was choked by the smoke or for some other reason, but he suddenly coughed violently.
Subconsciously closing his mouth with the handkerchief hexagram, he felt something fishy and sweet coming out of his lips. He quickly glanced at the guards on the left and right, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he stuffed the bloody handkerchief without leaving any trace.
In the sleeves.
"Your Majesty?!" Attracted by his cough, a guard in black clothes standing behind said worriedly, "How about you go down the mountain first, and your subordinates stay to check the situation?!"
"No!" He Lanxuan shook his head decisively, "I want to see the result with my own eyes!"
In a corner of the square, a young man in blue carefully poked his face out from behind a stone sculpture that was not affected by the fire.
His silver hair was messily draped over his shoulders, and there was some black ash on his face, but it couldn't hide his delicate face.
"Don't be afraid, you're fine now!" Yue Qinghua comforted the little girl in his arms softly. When he rushed over, Chu Tianjiao happened to summon the tree giant. He was kind-hearted and saw that the little girl was about to be trampled by the crowd of people.
He rescued her without thinking and placed the girl in his arms at a safe angle behind the sculpture. He gently touched her little head and said, "Stay here obediently. Brother, go find my friend first.
I’ll be back soon to take you away, okay?!”
The little girl clutched his sleeve tightly, her eyes filled with tears, "Brother, I want to find my mother, mother, I want my mother..."
Yue Qinghua frowned helplessly, worried about Chu Tianjiao, but couldn't bear to push the child away. After hesitating for a moment, he finally thought, "Okay, get on my back, and I will take you to your mother!"
The little girl did not doubt that he was there, and immediately climbed onto his back obediently. Yue Qinghua casually untied her belt and tied the little man on her back tightly to him, and then walked out from behind the sculpture.