Chapter 147 The Great War
After stretching, Su Nanqiu twisted her neck, got up and sat at the table and poured herself saliva.
There was only the cicadas outside the door, accompanied by the sound of dialogue.
dialogue?
Why are there people talking late at night?
Su Nanqiu put on a coat and pushed the door out, then he saw many people standing in the Hualing Garden.
After walking slowly up, he realized that something was wrong with the other party's aura. This was not the elegant Taoist aura that was emitted on weekdays. Instead, there was an evil intention inside, and immediately concealed his body. Then he made a sneak and slowly progressed. After a few kicks, he saw the crowd not far away.
Demon clan!
The demons have actually entered the Hualing Garden!
The group was sneaking outside Liu Baifeng's yard. Su Nanqiu didn't believe that Liu Baifeng didn't notice it, but why didn't she show up? Could something have happened? It shouldn't be...
Taking a deep breath, Su Nanqiu did not intend to continue to deal with them, and immediately fled and fled backward.
The matter here is left to Liu Baifeng. He wants to go out and see. The demons actually invaded the Qilian Mountains in that night?
Mo Shang's strength should be at the level of the earth realm, and Huainanzi is also at the earth realm. Judging from the attitude of the Sun Demon Lord towards Mo Shang, they should not have the courage to directly enter the base camp like Qilian Mountain to cause trouble. Moreover, Qilian Mountain also has a mountain protection formation. Even if they can sneak in, a large number of demon teams cannot break the formation and enter here. What are they going to do?
Su Nanqiu, who was unknown, quietly sneaked out from behind the Hualing Garden. It was very quiet along the way, without any noise, but he could smell a strong smell of blood. It was a breath of killing. Su Nanqiu was very sensitive to this breath. He once spent every day and night in this breath when he was far away from Jiuqiu Ridge.
Bypassing the Zi Qi East Hall, Su Nanqiu looked at the earth in front of him.
Corpse are everywhere.
Countless corpses were piled up, including demons and disciples of Qilian Mountain, but most of them were the corpses of their disciples. Some of them died here before they could even put on their clothes. The smell of fishy smell made Su Nanqiu feel nauseous. He endured the disgust and continued to explore the main hall, but found that there was no one at all.
The entire main hall was empty and there was no one. It was extremely difficult for Su Nanqiu to find a living person in the mountain gate.
When Su Nanqiu left, there was no one in the Tiandi Peak!
There were no deaths, there were almost no corpses of inner disciples here, just a large number of Dharma protectors and outer disciples, and even the corpses of the core elders and others. Where are they? What are they doing? Is Qilian Mountain controlled? Or...
Thinking of this, Su Nanqiu immediately moved to the Huainanzi wing behind Ziqi Donglai Hall, but the lights were also pitch black and there was no trace of anyone there.
Chapter completed!