The misty forest, a huge mountain surrounded by mist all the year round.

At this moment, the moon star is scarce, some bleak, some bleak, some... people can't see hope.

This battle lasted for a few days. Among them, the white-haired monster dealt with six half-step foundation-building powerhouses alone, seriously injured and dying.

And Elder Liu was also dealing with the dead spirit of the Necromancer Legion, and now the terrifying dead spirit is eroding his body, making him very weak.

Two of the backbones that supported this battle have fallen.

Other half-step foundation-building powerhouses still have more or less injuries, especially the emperor of the Great Qin Empire, who has been killed on the battlefield and crushed by the skeleton army.

This kind of scene is very bad. Seeing that the North Sword Immortal Gate is gone, the monks who were not reconciled to come to the battlefield have the intention of surrendering. For them, it is important to save their lives in troubled times, and it doesn't really matter which master they are loyal to.

In this way, even if the demon cultivator hadn't broken through the defense line of the North Sword Immortal Gate, many cultivators' hearts began to collapse.

No one spares their lives. Under the continuous daily assaults of the monks in the Heavenly Devil Palace, once they hear the sound of fighting, many monks are afraid.

They began to scatter around this huge mountain and began to fight everywhere, trying to pick up leaks and find opportunities to break through the defense.

But such people often die the worst.

"Brother, what shall we do now? Senior Brother Zongmen has no intention to fight anymore." Jiang Ning looked at Beiying with a tired expression.

Bei Ying was wounded, swallowed a pill, and looked silent.

In fact, in his opinion, the North Sword Immortal Sect may not be invincible. After all, if so many monks are twisted into a rope and killed directly, it is hard to say who will die.

How can you easily define who wins?

Seeing that Beiying was silent, Jiang Ning also sighed and continued to meditate to recover from his injuries.

Now the sect has no cohesion. If that person appears on the battlefield again, as long as he gives an order, Jiang Ning feels that all the disciples can draw their swords at the same time and kill them all.

He is born with the charm of leading the overall situation and controlling the situation.

It is a pity that he is missing, he is not there. Beiying sighed deeply.

In fact, it is not just Jiang Ning, many monks are looking forward to Li Tian's appearance on the battlefield, and now they will suffer death and injury every time they withstand the impact of the demon monk, and every time there are people falling.

If this continues, tens of thousands of monks will be consumed sooner or later, and they will all be eaten.

"Two brothers, Elder Liu asked the two to go for the discussion." Xu Ying appeared in this simple cave and said softly.

Beiying opened his eyes, and after a fierce battle for a day, he saw this figure again, which made him feel refreshed.

Before that, it was really rare to see such a mature, mysterious, and charming woman in Zongmen Beiying. If you don't like it, Beiying thinks it's a lie.

But the heart is moved back to the heart, Beiying feels that this rising star, this younger sister, who is no less than his junior, seems to have a heart.

If it was someone else, with Beiying's rigid and focused temperament, wouldn't he try to change what he believed?

But the person that Junior Sister likes is that person, and Beiying can't even raise the mind of fighting.

That little demon who couldn't handle a single move before, when do you need to look up?

"Discussion?" Jiang Ning frowned.

Although he was interrupted in his cultivation, he was not annoyed, but he was slightly worried and thought of something.

At this time, when I asked a few of them to discuss matters, Elder Liu's purpose was obvious.

Abandon the **** to protect the car.

"The two brothers should hurry up, the younger sister will take a step ahead." Xu Ying is also a quiet temperament, and can't stand Beiying's gaze. At this moment, she retreats slightly and turns into a shadow, melting into the night.

Beiying and Jiang Ning glanced at each other. They are both smart people, knowing what the next link should be. They didn't talk much at the moment, and each rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain, Beiying found that a lot of disciples had gathered outside the small stone house, about one to two hundred people, all of whom were authentic, with only a few core disciples.

It can be in the stone house. Not to mention, the proud son of the sect.

"Hello, big brother." Beiying came over and everyone saluted him.

Beiying paid attention to it. Everyone had different expressions. Some were angry, some were unwilling, and some even felt humiliated.

Of course, most are frustrated.

Frustrated by this war.

They found that it was not like what the script said, they would defeat the Heavenly Demon Palace with a crushing force.

On the contrary, the Heavenly Demon Palace defeated them with a crushing force.

The ending is really cruel.

"Beijing, you are here." Elder Liu sighed and said only this sentence.

In fact, everyone inside the stone house, including those outside the stone house, understands it.

Now that so many disciples are besieged on this huge mountain, it is impossible to break through all of them. In other words, only a few disciples can leave.

So for sure, they will choose to leave some seedlings, that is, them.

"Beiying, you are the big brother of the North Sword Immortal Sect. When that happens, I will blaze a trail for you with other elders. It's up to you whether you can break through successfully." An elder of the Deacon Hall saw that Elder Liu could not speak. Snatching his words said.

The cultivators in the stone house began to breathe hurriedly. Although they had guessed what the elders were going to say, it was still unacceptable to say it.

"Elder, if we leave, then what will my immortal monk 100,000 cultivators do?" Jiang Ning grabbed the words and said.

Although he has broken through the ninth level of Qi training, he has always treated his disciples in the same way, without any prejudice of cultivation.

In his opinion, as long as he is a disciple of the North Sword Immortal Clan, he is his brother.

The elder of the Deacon Hall glared at Jiang Ning, and then everyone fell silent.

Indeed, abandoning the same sect, unless it is a demon cultivator who can easily make it, they cannot do it at the North Sword Immortal Gate.

"This is an order and for..." The white-haired monster on the hospital bed didn't know how to wake up at this moment, and said with difficulty.

"It's also for... the future of Zongmen."

"Elder Bai!" Beiying stepped forward and quickly helped the white-haired monster up.

The white-haired monster's breath is very weak, it can be said that it is hanging with a breath, and it may fall in danger at any time.

In that retreat battle, in order to protect the immortal disciples from being slaughtered by the powerful demonic cultivators, he used his own power to fight against the six and a half-step foundation-building cultivators. He did not hesitate to burn the origin and suffered unimaginable damage.

After the white-haired monster said this, he began to kick, but one hand still held Beiying's palm.

"No matter...whatever...take them to retreat...North Sword Immortal Gate will look at you."