"Master Shen, please take action to protect our civilization, the treasure of martial arts!"
The sound that came together shook the heaven and earth, like thunder, exploding in this night that was not at all peaceful.
Tens of thousands of people all bent down in the same direction.
Although that young man is gentle and elegant, he is like a ninety-five-year-old man.
Only a few people stood in the crowd with their backs straightened, their eyes as red as blood.
Liu Yan'er's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. She opened her mouth slightly, but could not speak.
There seemed to be a cold air, rushing straight from the soles of the feet into the Tianling Cap, and the limbs and bones were all bone-chillingly cold.
She raised her head and looked towards the fire.
It was as if she saw her king struggling to survive in the fire.
No……
She must not allow it!
Even if the precious civilization of martial arts goes back thirty thousand years, what does it have to do with her?
All she wanted was that the girl was safe and sound, that's all.
All she knew was that the girl was merciless, but everything she did was sacrificing herself for others.
Her king sacrificed his life countless times to protect the people of the world as if he were his own son, so why couldn't he let the people of the world protect her for once.
On the side, Long Shitian's lips turned white.
She grasped the hilt of the sword, and her infinite intention erupted faintly!
Ye Qingcheng held Fu Xiqin in her arms, her face covered with frost.
She will live and die with him, advance and retreat together!
Blood spilled from the corner of Ah Rou's mouth. She sat cross-legged on the ground, anxious, trying to break through the Hundred Ranks Illusion Formation.
However, her strength was low in the end, and she was counterattacked by the phantom formation.
Ah Rou covered her chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and kept coughing.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Liu Yan'er hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down, stretched out her hand and caressed Ah Rou's back.
Jiang Ling'er, who was on one side, almost lost her balance when she heard this.
Luo Cheng helped her in time, and Jiang Ling'er shook her head.
The boy in the wheelchair still didn't speak, and the tens of thousands of people around him maintained the same posture as before.
Again, in unison:
"I implore Mr. Shen to take action to destroy the Hundred Ranks Illusion Formation and protect our civilization, which is the treasure of martial arts!"
"Fart! Fuck your mother's shit!" Luo Cheng supported Jiang Ling'er and shouted: "Are you all heartless people? Didn't you hear it? Once the formation is destroyed, Ye Wuhen will also die inside. !Don’t you know? Ah?”
"Grandmaster Luo, I know you have a good relationship with Master Ye Yuan, but if the formation is not destroyed in time, the library will be burned to ashes!" Mr. Zhang was trying hard to calm Luo Cheng's emotions: "You are As a master of a generation, shouldn’t he know better than anyone else that the library is the work of many generations? If it is not stopped in time, it will eventually be destroyed in one day, and the entire cultivation of three thousand lives and countless struggles will be destroyed.
None of you can afford the price of the deterioration of martial arts civilization!"
"Do you know?" Mr. Zhang persuaded his lips to go dry, and he said sincerely: "The old formation master of Lingyun Mountain said that no one can break the formation. In other words, Ye Wuhen cannot escape death. This is His life. And what we can do is to stop the loss in time and preserve the martial arts
The treasure of civilization!”
From a broad perspective, what Mr. Zhang said is not unreasonable.
But Luo Cheng didn't want to accept such a thing when he thought of that high-spirited young man walking through the city.
"Master Shen, destroy the formation." Zhang Lao said.
Shen Qingxiao nodded, raised his hand, and sent out a gentle force, and saw a formation appear in the fire.
They saw that there were thorns everywhere in the formation, and the young man was covered in bruises.
As the formation emerged, more and more flames poured into the four directions in the illusory formation. They were densely packed and everywhere, spreading from all directions and heading towards the young man.
Qingge was alone, standing in the center of the illusion formation.
She looked at the flames everywhere and frowned.
How did the phantom formation turn into a fire formation?
Suddenly, in the spiritual world, the sleeping flame dragon turned over again.
After that, Qingge was able to see the scene outside the illusion array.
Tens of thousands of people gathered here.
"Please Mr. Shen to destroy the formation..."
She heard those voices.
Eternal Life Stone said: "The center of the phantom formation is the fire in the library. The passage into the formation has been damaged by the fire. Breaking the formation is as difficult as climbing to the sky. The only way to extinguish the fire in the library is to destroy the formation."
The Destruction Formation, as the name suggests: Destroy her.
Qing Ge calmed down.
The thorns in all directions grew crazily, like swords, spears and halberds, extremely sharp and pierced her body.
She lowered her eyes, looked at Liu Yan'er and others outside the phantom formation, and smiled slightly.
She's fine, don't worry.
She will find a way out!
"Qing Xiao, it's time to make up your mind." Elder Qiu said.
Shen Qingxiao was thoughtful and didn't say a word for a long time.
Destroy the formation...?
Kill her?
They come from the same place, even though they have different missions and destinations.
Across the vastness and coolness of the night, as well as the endless firelight, he and the young man in the illusion formation looked at each other.
The young man looked at him. The scars all over his body were like the medals of gods and the glory of warriors.
The dazzling red color makes it seem like you can smell an unusual smell of blood in the billowing smoke.
Shen Qingxiao lowered his eyes and stopped looking.
The hands on his knees were clenched into fists.
"Master Shen, please destroy the formation. It's too late." Tang Jue said.
Tang Feng also spoke: "Master Shen, please destroy the formation."
Mr. Zhang: "Master Shen, please destroy the formation."
Countless people:
"Please Master Shen to destroy the formation."
The Qing Ge in the array had already heard those sounds.
She tugged her lips, shrugged, and smiled nonchalantly.
She had long known that in times of crisis, the world would abandon her.
This is the norm.
But, damn it, why is she a little sad?
She once broke into the forbidden land alone and carried the empire with one hand...
It turns out that she has long been responsible for the world and has the responsibility of an emperor.
It's just that the hearts of people in this world have always been so cold.
But that's it.
The boy in the fire smiled bitterly.
It's like he's laughing at himself.
Suddenly, she felt at ease and calm. She simply sat down cross-legged and used the fire of the phantom formation to practice one of her Five Elements talents: Fire Technique.
But everyone who was waiting for Shen Qingxiao to give his judgment was stunned.
Someone pointed at the magic array and said, "My second uncle, what are you doing this night without a trace?"
"Is she practicing?"
"It's already this time, and she's still practicing?"
"sky……"
Ye Qingcheng raised her head, her beautiful eyes red.
She.
It's always so unexpected.
However, she will not let anyone hurt her king.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a look of desperate fervor.
If anyone dares to hurt that girl, she will make this world a river of blood!
The six sounds of the piano are all for killing!
"Master Shen..." Mr. Zhang urged.
"Let me try it."
At this moment, a very gentle voice suddenly sounded.
This sound...
Luo Cheng, Mr. Zhang's eyes widened and he looked sideways.
But I saw a man walking out of the depths of the night.
Wearing a white robe, he is gentle and elegant, as cool and handsome as the gentle breeze and drizzle.
he is……
Pei Yue!
Emperor Wu’s only disciple!
Crowd! Fanatic!
There was an uproar everywhere!
Everyone's heart is beating crazily. Some disciples want to scream exaggeratedly!