Four hundred and ninetieth chapters small and powerless
The night wind is strong.
The foot of the dark mountain was full of tragic firelight. Among the flickering lights, figures that were either excited, calm, or cold were reflected in Jiang Feng's eyes. He couldn't help but take a sharp breath of cold air, and looked around.
The rapid breathing sounds of the men reached my ears, some were deep, some were childish, and some were shallow but contained a hint of bravery that even the cool night wind could not dissipate.
A young bird that is ignorant of the unknown and afraid of others.
A sparrow that has been immersed in time but has not been baptized by wind and rain.
At this moment, in the cold wind tonight, in this lonely and lonely little Batu Mountain, but surrounded by such a noisy little Batu Mountain, we face together the storm that suddenly swept here but is bound to approach.
and torrent.
If the melee outside Gujing City is called a preview, and the fierce battle outside Renshou City is called midfield, then today may be called the end or the final chapter. In an instant, thousands of distracting thoughts, together with all the memories of the past, all
Mixed together in Jiang Feng's restless sea of consciousness, it even defeated his initial powerlessness, causing his heart to suddenly freeze into ice, and he couldn't help but feel infinite pride pouring out.
If you want to fight, come and fight!
He raised his arms and shouted loudly, and then he saw a group of monks under his command, rushing towards the shaky and collapsing formation, with pieces of brilliant light, and their figures were agile and erratic, and they were as fast as the strong wind and rain, and like thousands of hundreds of thousands of people.
The monks who were hit by sharp arrows rushed into a ball.
The realm of wonderful words and elixirs!
Jiang Feng immediately activated his most proud protective method, but saw that all the figures nearby were wrapped in wisps of dim light. It was not only the effect of being blessed by the power of the elixir, but also contained the miraculous effect of the "Shenyi Pill".
Although the strength was still insufficient compared to the opponent's, it was able to withstand the power of the opponent's vanguard at the moment of contact, preventing the front from collapsing at the first touch.
It's time to expose all my methods. Even if I keep the secret and can survive here alone, what's the point?
Jiang Feng charged head-on into the battle group, quickly looking for an opponent with a cultivation level similar to his own. Everything around him suddenly disappeared, and what was left in front of him was a lonely, boundless black lake.
All the hustle and bustle, all the brilliance, were captured and absorbed by that silent existence, without any trace left.
What's going on?
Is it the method of Yuanying monk Gong Yekai?
Where is Qingdaozi who promised to help? Jiang Feng looked around and saw that the mountain top where he was standing suddenly had a narrow passage that could only accommodate two people at most, rising and falling, leading to the lake that was as quiet as the cold night sky
, he released the spiritual power that was locked around him and stepped on the suspension bridge that seemed to be made of unnamed black bamboo.
The suspension bridge only trembled slightly, as if Jiang Feng's weight was insignificant.
Everyone in the sect was still waiting for me to escape from this illusion. Jiang Feng quickly understood. His spiritual power involuntarily surged towards the magical weapon in his hand. It was the "White Jade Flying Needle". However, his spiritual power seemed to be out of line.
There was no trace, and when I looked again, all the magic weapons on my body had disappeared.
After using it again, all his spiritual energy dissipated. Jiang Feng couldn't help pinching himself and found that his originally elastic skin was becoming stiff and gray, like dead branches that had been withered for many years. He quickly stopped trying, feeling numb in his heart.
But he had no choice but to move on, secretly thinking that the secret might be above the lake.
There were no ripples in the lake, and it was dead silent.
Jiang Feng leaned over and picked up a handful of seemingly clear lake water, but there was no trace on the lake water. Like dry quicksand, it turned into black pearl-like water droplets, falling bit by bit without making any sound or even a single ripple. .
Where is this place? How can this lake be so strange?
He couldn't help but look around, looking far away, but he saw that on the gray skyline, where the lake met the ground, there seemed to be an island-like existence, but also like a gray reef, and it was also without light. On the horizon, there is a place that looks like a city.
It's a pity that there is no ferry here, otherwise you can go there to see it.
As he was thinking this, he saw countless bubbles suddenly appearing in the lake, and a figure quickly emerged from the lake. When he looked again, it looked familiar.
"Keyi?"
Jiang Feng easily recognized the familiar face of Yi. Every night in the middle of the night, he would recall all the past events between the two of them, lamenting the regret that he had not been able to save her and that she had died.
"Head!"
The two hands were put together, and Jiang Feng was about to embrace them, but he felt that the originally quiet lake water suddenly surged towards him like a tidal wave. He was about to retreat subconsciously, but Zheng Keyi suddenly let go of his hand. , pushed Jiang Feng away from the lake.
"You shouldn't be here! Leader, turn back quickly!"
"This..." The black lake water still covered his feet. Although he didn't feel any pain of dissolution, Jiang Feng felt as if he was integrating with the lake water and became an indispensable but ordinary part of it. Countless thoughts of resentment, joy, chanting, or sinking in his mind quickly merged into the sea of consciousness, entangled, trying to tear Jiang Feng's original memory apart and let it fall silent in the years.
At this time, a wave of waves suddenly surged out of Jiang Feng's sea of consciousness, scattering all the chaotic existence. His eyes suddenly became clear and dust-free. He subconsciously took a step back and returned to the suspension bridge that connected with the lake. above.
"You can't come here, you have to survive, this is the Yellow Spring Sea!"
Zheng Keyi's urgent voice came, and the familiar figure was immediately swallowed up by the whirlpool that suddenly came from nowhere. Jiang Feng was startled and touched his cheek again, but there was no cold sweat at all.
I was actually in a dream!
Jiang Feng quickly made a decision, and everything in front of him quickly spun, collapsed, and dissipated with his epiphany, revealing its original appearance. The cool breeze at dawn was dancing wildly, bringing countless bloody and filthy odors. The barbaric hillside in front of him , there were corpses everywhere, scattered everywhere, all life was gone. Without looking carefully, he caught a glimpse of some familiar figures, the old voices, smiles, or restrained expressions.
I am at a loss, I can still remember it all.
Oh!
Are they all dead? Jiang Feng flew forward, trying to make his last effort, but suddenly felt several auras locking on him. He couldn't help but look back, but saw two familiar figures.
"Jia'er?"
He could hardly believe it, and even thought that he was still in a dream. When he saw the two figures behind him, he was originally slightly happy, but he couldn't help but tense up. They were Yan Shujia's mother, Chu Mingxin, and his master, Qi Zhengfeng.
"Is it serious?"
"It's okay." Jiang Feng reluctantly replied. He was secretly happy to see the beautiful woman, but it couldn't overcome the sadness of the entire sect. Just as Yang Qingze had warned him at that time, now it had actually become a reality.
All alone!
Even if the Qianshan Sect is not lost, how many days can it survive with the dozens of monks who can only engage in common affairs?
"He is no longer the leader and is not worthy of you, Jia'er." However, Chu Mingxin took a step forward and pulled Yan Shujia away from him, "After this battle, the Qianshan Sect will not survive three months."
"Mother!"
"He promised me that he would refine the golden elixir to level three or above. Do you think he is working hard at all?"
"I……"
"What am I, I guess all my thoughts are spent on the vixen, Jia'er, don't be deceived by this kid."
"Jia'er, you have to believe me!" Jiang Feng felt sad, and was about to rush forward, but Qi Zhengfeng blocked him in his way, "Boy, don't know that the sky is high and the earth is high, so you should just settle down and be a casual cultivator!"
"No, no matter what, I want to be with Jiang Feng!"
Hearing Yan Shujia's sudden expression of his feelings, Jiang Feng quickly tried his best to bypass Qi Zhengfeng, who had ruined his good deeds, and met Yan Shujia. Although he had lost his sect, Jia'er still wanted to be with him. He could not give up this relationship, but when he started...
It was a ray of coolness, but when he looked again, there was no Jiaer there. He leaned over and looked, except for the corpses everywhere, there was no trace of a human being.
"Why did you choose the Xiao family in the first place?"
In the air, he suddenly heard a voice. He turned around and saw that it was Xiao Mingzhen. He saw her robes flying, revealing her charming and graceful figure, "I am sincere to you, but I can't exchange for your abandonment."
, or even the slightest promise. Now that you have lost everything, without the Xiao family to help you find support from the Li Sect, do you regret that you have ended up in today's situation?"
"I just don't dare, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." Jiang Feng sighed slightly. He had already realized that this was still in a dream. Since it was a dream, let's resolve this knot in the dream.
"Gutless!"
Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to the reprimand from his lover. He took a few steps forward and grabbed Xiao Mingzhen, "You know what I mean, but my cultivation is too poor. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."
"Hypocrisy! Then what are they going to do? Are you fully protective?" Xiao Mingzhen broke away from Jiang Feng and pointed behind Jiang Feng.
But behind him, he saw three women standing and looking eagerly. It was Su Jin, Qiu Zhenzhen and Mu Qingchuan.
Jiang Feng woke up with horror.
What he saw was the dark stone wall, and the unbearable pain lingered all over his body. He felt that he seemed to be missing a right hand, and there should be more than one penetrating wound on his left leg. Although he had applied medicine indiscriminately, the granulation was still there.
But it grows very slowly, which is a sign that the medicine is too weak.
A slightly warm hand was groping randomly around his robe, seemingly unable to find the key point for a long time. He quickly cleared his throat and tried to make a sound, but a lot of blood foam came out, and he only made a squeaking sound.
However, the hand trembled, and the figure quickly fled, kneeling in front of him.
"Hold...me..."
The figure hurried forward, and Jiang Feng smelled a hint of fragrance in the blood. He felt his head being pillowed by an unknown object, and then he caught a glimpse of the other person's appearance in the dim light.
It's Chen Qingluo.
Although there was not much blood on her face, and there were still mottled blood marks between her hair, Jiang Feng still recognized this young female cultivator. She was one of the eight spiritual-level cultivators brought by his wife Su Jin as a dowry, and she was also among the eight.
The only monk who traveled south to join the war.
"Why... here?"
"Elder Wei asked me to come. He said..." The figure was trembling a little, as if he was afraid of something.
"say what?"
"He said that while the leader is still alive, I will give him... a queen."
"Nonsense!" Jiang Feng was furious and almost choked with blood foam, but his chaotic thoughts became a little clearer. He couldn't help turning his head to look at that young face and stared at it for a moment.
"Actually... it was Laizi Wu Tiande's idea. I..." The voice became lower and lower.
"Back off...tell them...I'm awake."
Exhaling the breath of death that he had been holding for a long time, Jiang Feng finally broke free from the haze in his heart and woke up completely from the nightmare. He finally remembered all the details of the war, including the fact that he activated the power of the ancient treasure and defeated two people in a row regardless of life and death.
Gongye Kai, who was watching the old incident of the same-level golden elixir, ended up personally. He wanted to kill himself, but was blocked by Qing Daozi who intercepted him as promised, and failed to do so. Lu Zhongxian blocked the powerful red-bearded golden elixir, making him and his party
, was able to escape from the gap in the northwest direction, but the loss was not small.
Xuan-level monks Wang Xiandao and Wei Chengyu fell. Spirit-level monks Nie Xiaofan, Wang Chengzhi, Wang Yi, and Meng Kun died, and countless others were seriously injured. If Zhou Xing had not risked his life to kick himself out of the battle group, I am afraid that those who died today would be
By myself.
call!
The tendons and veins were severed, and it might take some time to recover. Chen Qingluo retreated, and after a while, Wei Ruoguang, who looked haggard, staggered in to greet him.
"Are you... in serious trouble?"
"It doesn't matter, thanks to the help of the senior invited by the leader, I broke free from the obsession and hurriedly accepted the challenge. The sixth-grade golden elixir fell to the fourth grade, but it was not a big deal. Although the realm was illusory and unstable, it should still be considered
It’s stable.”
"exist
Where?" Jiang Feng reluctantly moved a finger.
"Yumang Meadow. This is a layout that Shen Lang and others accidentally discovered when they were exploring the road. Master, you used too much spiritual power, exhausted yourself and fell into coma. Elder Xiandao fell, so I took it upon myself to lead everyone here.
.There is a temporary shield here. Although it is not tough, a few remaining enemies can still cope with it, but the state of everyone is..."
"I understand. Go and invite... Dou Jinqiu."
Now, I am afraid that only Dou Jinqiu can quickly treat his injuries. All the monks in the sect, including them, must recover as soon as possible. Otherwise, if these remnants of the soldiers are hunted down again, the sect may have no future at all.
"Master, there is no need to worry, the people from Li Zong have already arrived."
"Li Zong?"
At this time, he probably had other plans. Jiang Feng frowned slightly, but could only snort. He was silent for a long time to dispel the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, and then said:
"Who is it?"
"It was originally from the Xiao family. They helped during the breakout. Just now, the people from the Bai family also arrived."
…………
The entanglement between the Qing Yu Sect, the Eastern Front, and the Tianluo Sect continues.
Although there were victories and defeats, each time the contact was small-scale, which made every monk on the eastern front very anxious, including the heads of the three sects Su Liqing, Zuo Zichan and Zheng Jiasheng.
But on this day, Wan Yuting suddenly summoned everyone.
"Tomorrow at dawn, the whole army will go out and march for hundreds of miles, killing all the enemies they encounter."
"Leader, what about Liu Shizhou?" Ding Luojin in the crowd asked loudly. He was another Jindan from the Biyun Sect. His repeated retreats and advances over a long period of time had worn away his initial vigor.
"No need to worry. If he steps forward, I will fight with him. If he dares to fight, I will let him go without any return. But if he doesn't step forward, you can advance the front two hundred miles, but you must avoid plundering.
act.”
Avoid plunder? How to boost morale? More than one person in the crowd looked suspicious, but Chen Kun said loudly: "All the territories gained in this battle will be incorporated into the alliance for all the kings to share."
So that’s it.
It seems that the alliance leader has a chance of winning against Liu Shizhou. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Without saying a word, only Su Liqing said: "The situation on the Western Front seems to be anxious. It is not in line with our previous expectations. I don't know what the alliance leader has."
Intend?"
"The success or failure of the Western Front will be decided tonight, so there is no need to worry. Master Su, you stay, and the others will arrange their own battles. This battle can only be won, and you should work hard to move forward! From now on, all arrangements for the Eastern Front will be made.
They all follow the arrangements of Head Su."
The expected chorus of responses did not appear, but Wan Yuting didn't care. He only waited for everyone to retreat before he played the isolation note, "Find a way to let Song Zixun escape, and remember to let her take away the magic weapon of Gongye Kai."
."
"This..." Su Liqing had already reserved the magic weapon "Tianwai Qiluo" that could hide monks in his heart. Wan Yuting's explanation made him very unhappy.
"It's a matter of success or failure. If Jinguang Pavilion does not retreat, our chances of winning on the Western Front are not good. The reason why we mobilized our troops and deliberately entangled Tianluomen on the Eastern Front is not to believe the intelligence brought by Jiang Feng, but to wait for Jinguang
When the main force of the pavilion arrived at the front line, they confirmed Tianyin Temple's ambition to betray the three sects of the Wei Kingdom, and then completely defeated Tianyin Temple, which had been betrayed by all the estranged sects. They also took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation when Tianluomen was isolated and helpless, fearing that Qi State did not dare to use its full strength, to get more
It’s just territory. I think Leader Su should understand this."
"What about Liu Shizhou?" Su Liqing didn't know about Tianyin Temple's ambitions. Jiang Feng didn't say this at first, but he already knew it from other channels yesterday. This also made him somewhat jealous. Thinking that as the disciple of the Nine Old Man Xu Funing, Jiang Feng
I knew it early in the morning.
"With the deterrence of Qi State, Liu Shizhou will definitely not be able to hold out this time. Therefore, the matters on the Eastern Front will be left to you. Now that things have happened, I think Liu Tingjian should have some explanation, right?"
"Yes, but not much."
Su Liqing did not expect Wan Yuting to be able to see through the details. Although he had some secret contacts with Liu Tingjian's envoy yesterday, except for knowing some secrets of Tianyin Temple, he did not receive any new orders. Of course, this meant that the original "
The plan to push the Jincheng Alliance southward has not changed.
Now that Wan Yuting has handed over the command of the Eastern Front to himself, it means that he has handed over the initiative to Liu Tingjian, the worshiper behind him. It seems that it is time to use the hidden power in his hands.
Of course, this also shows that Song Xianghong, the man behind Wan Yuting, has reached an agreement with Liu Tingjian. Su Liqing stood silently in the tent for a long time, and only sadly withdrew from the military tent after Wan Yuting and Chen Kun left.
well!
I'm just a chess piece at best.
There was an endless feeling of insignificance and powerlessness in his heart. Although this was not the first time, it still made him somewhat uncomfortable in breathing. However, he immediately gave up the resentment in his heart and began to think about what the Jincheng Sect could gain from a complete victory on the Eastern Front.
, and how to arrange and reduce your own losses.
…………
Yumang Meadow.
An elderly white-robed monk brought by the Xiao family gave Jiang Feng simple treatment, which finally allowed him to sit there and face the two envoys from the Li Sect.
To be precise, he was an envoy from the Xiao and Bai families.
Although the sleeve of his right arm was empty, Jiang Feng knew that recovery was only a matter of time. The monk Shen Lang who went to invite Dou Jinqiu still set off. This battle had already witnessed his loyalty. Under the urgent pressure, he was promoted one after another and reached the level of Qi training.
The eighth level is considered a monk at a high level of Qi training.
"Just tell me!"
Law enforcement elder Wang Xiandao is dead, and only Wei Ruoguang can consult the military aircraft. Looking back on the previous events and considering the impact of Wang Xiandao's death on the Wang family, Jiang Feng summoned Wang Yanzhi, Qin Xiaokuan, Lu Tianming, and Wu Tiande, who had not yet been promoted.
Enter it into the account and refer to it together.
Being immature is not a natural thing. This is a good opportunity.