Master of Great Calamity

Hurry up...the monsters are attacking the Bahuang Yuntai...

At this time, in the territory of Qingyang Sect shrouded in magic fog, around the Bahuang Yuntai, as the dark demonic wind stopped, more and more monsters discovered the existence of the Bahuang Yuntai, and also realized the difference of the Bahuang Yuntai. Come here!

boom! boom! boom

Countless huge monsters rushed over, waved the weapons in their hands, and slammed down on the Bahuang Yuntai.

When the Bahuang Yuntai was attacked, a faint aura automatically appeared and turned into a large defensive formation, blocking the attacks of all kinds of monsters, but seeing the successive attacks of the monsters, the light of the large formation kept flickering!

There is no other way. Sitting like this is a dead end. Although the Bahuang Yuntai is used for defense, no one has ever thought that the Bahuang Yuntai can resist so many monsters at once. If it continues like this, when the formation is broken, we will be dead!

Wu Qing, the true biography of Ziyun Peak who stayed behind, quickly made a decision: The disciples of Ziyun Peak are ready, go out and fight immediately, try to kill those monsters with huge bodies that will threaten the formation, and reduce the burden on the formation. There are few disciples in Yushen Peak, so we will act together with Ziyun Peak disciples. Brother Meng, you lead Long Yinfeng and Shenxiao Peak disciples to meet us near the cloud platform...

Meng Zhenzhen, a disciple of Longyin Peak, nodded, and said loudly: When you rush to kill a stick of incense, you will return and replace us!

After all the disciples discussed it properly, they rushed out.

But at this moment, the disciples from the Little Bamboo Peak were restless, and they all gathered around: Brothers and sisters, why don't you arrange for me to fight? Could it be that because my disciples from the Little Bamboo Peak are a little weaker, why don't we just stay inside and be a coward?

Wu Qing and Meng Zhenzhen were silent for a while when they saw the angry expressions of Xiaozhufeng disciples.

Let you stay inside, not because your strength is lower...

Wu Qing said in a low voice: Junior Fang Yuan risked his life and went out to ask for help. This is what he bought for you Little Bamboo Peak!

The disciples of Xiaozhu Peak were stunned when they heard the words, but soon someone shouted again: Someone from Ziyun Peak, Longyin Peak, and Yushen Peak also ventured out to ask for help, so why did you go out to fight? Isn't it the same?

Let's go out and charge...

Wu Qing sneered when she heard that, That's indeed because we are stronger!

That's all, no matter how angry the disciples of Xiaozhufeng were, they shouted loudly and led the crowd to rush out.

Before leaving the Bahuang Yuntai, she and Meng Zhenzhen exchanged a glance, both of them felt a little heavy.

Now, it's time to fight...

But even if it is desperate, it is just as much as possible to slow down the speed at which the Bahuang Yuntai is broken...

And the final result is not in their hands!

I don't know if the reinforcements will come, but at this point, we can only resign ourselves to fate...

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When things come to an end, we still have to use this method...

At this time, Fang Yuan walked slowly outside the palace tent of Baihua Valley in the darkness.

His face also changed from time to time, sometimes cold and hard, sometimes hesitant.

For him who has always been extremely determined, this is the first time he has been so entangled.

But no matter what, as he walked forward step by step, his face finally became firm.

Maybe something was wrong, but he had to do it.

The shadows of fellow disciples of the Qingyang Sect flashed in his mind, and he finally made a decision, no more distracting thoughts...

disease……

He sacrificed a flying magic weapon, it was a pair of flowing cloud wings, like a pair of eagle wings, each feather was made of pig iron, and it shone with a faint cold light in the night, this is the fastest magic weapon that is often used by Qi training disciples, I don't know where Luo Feiling stole it from, but one thing is certain, this girl has a good eye for picking things!

For the sake of the Qingyang Sect fellow, even if there is really any crime, I, Fang Yuan, will bear it with all my strength!

Fang Yuan finally let out a long breath, and suddenly squeezed a magic seal, the flowing cloud wings were immediately stuck on his back, and then as his black and yellow aura poured into it, a gust of wind whizzed and gathered at the bottom of the wings, Fang Yuan's figure immediately flew up, making a piercing sound of plundering the wind, like a ray of black light, and rushed into the boundless night in an instant.

From another direction at this time, there was also a ray of red light that escaped into the night, it was Luo Feiling.

It was still quiet in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and no one had noticed that the two of them were no longer in the palace tent.

Mana is unreserved, and the speed has been increased to the extreme.

Fang Yuan roared with iron wings on his back, and his whole body flew across the air like a bolt of lightning!

If it weren't for the territory of Baihua Valley, the dark demonic aura would have weakened to a certain extent, and countless monsters had escaped into the territory of Qingyang Sect. Fang Yuan would never have dared to control this magic weapon so crazily, but now, he has no worries. Anyway, the territory of Baihua Valley is almost the same as the outside world at this time, so he can increase his speed as much as he wants!

Under such circumstances, he quickly arrived at a place. It was a dark stone platform with a diameter of about ninety-nine feet. It was quietly located on a continuous low mountain. There were countless simple and desolate runes engraved on the outside. When Fang Yuan approached this stone platform, those runes immediately flashed an invisible and powerful force, isolating him from the stone platform.

Bahuang Yuntai, open!

Fang Yuan raised a purple flag and slowly floated around him.

A faint brilliance emerged from the formation flag, and the invisible force immediately faded away. Fang Yuan easily entered the stone platform, then looked around, made some inferences, and then took light steps and walked in one direction.

This is the Bahuang Yuntai within the territory of Baihua Valley, and it is also the place where the disciples of Baihua Valley will be teleported away.

These cloud platforms were all built two thousand years ago by the seniors of the major immortal sects of Yue Kingdom, who spent countless energy and resources. They are of great significance. They can not only transport the disciples of the major immortal sects away at the end of the trial, but also protect them to a certain extent when they encounter danger. If it is not for a large number of monster attacks, this cloud platform can be defended!

This cloud platform is guarded by a large formation, and no one can easily get in.

However, before entering the Devil's Breath Lake, Fang Yuan and the other major sects of the immortal sect were given a purple command flag, but they were free to enter the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace. This is to allow them to take their disciples into the Cloud Terrace for refuge when necessary!

But now, Fang Yuan used this command flag to enter the Yuntai of Baihua Valley.

This Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace is empty and quiet, with no one in sight. After all, the disciples of Baihua Valley are busy scattered in various territories at this time, frantically collecting elixir. They have not yet reached the end of the trial, and they are unlikely to encounter any fatal threats. Naturally, no one will rush to this Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace to take refuge at this time...

And Fang Principle calmly calculated in the cloud platform for a long time, found a relatively weak internal position, and then pasted a talisman there. After a little hesitation, he simply took a few more stacks of talismans and pasted them on...

Anyway, Luo Feiling prepared a lot of things, and they couldn't use them up!

After finishing all this, Fang Yuan flew away from the platform again, vacated in the air, and flew in another direction again.

This time he flew directly towards the territory of the Beast Spirit Sect.

The distance between Beast Spirit Sect and Baihua Valley is not close. If you travel normally, it will take you at least two or three days. But now that the wind is clear and the moon is bright, Fang Yuan can use the speed of the magic weapon to travel as fast as possible. This time is naturally greatly shortened. It only took less than two hours to enter the territory of Beast Spirit Sect. Then he flew carefully in mid-air, avoiding all the people. figure of...

And with the map given to him, he also quickly deduced the location of the Eight Desolation Cloud Platform of the Beast Spirit Sect.

So he quickly rushed over again, just like before, like Fa Shi made a pass, and flew away again.

His figure stayed in mid-air, and he counted the time, and it was almost the time agreed with Luo Feiling...

He sighed deeply, leaned over and looked, on the ground, just four or five miles away, a disciple of the Beast Spirit Sect was resting. It seemed that they had harvested a lot, eating wine and meat, talking and laughing loudly, the firelight shining on their faces...

They were so happy at this moment, they probably couldn't understand the sense of crisis that the disciples of Qingyang Sect were dying, right?

For them, making a fortune and leaving Moxi Lake safely is the best result!

As for the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, whether they die or not, what does it matter to me?

Fang Yuan understood all of this very well!

It's just that understanding is understanding, he disagrees...

In front of his eyes, the figures of Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, Little Pepper, Fool Guan, and all the juniors and juniors in Xiaozhufeng flashed slowly, and then gradually a strong sense of unwillingness rose in his heart. Can he really watch these people die?

... Absolutely not!

As this thought surfaced, Fang Yuan's mind gradually became cold and hard.

He let out a long breath, and then suddenly pinched a seal!

Begging you for help in a low voice, if you refuse, then I won't beg...

At this moment, a fierce light flashed in his eyes: ...I fucking blew up your Bahuang Yuntai and forced you to save it!

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