Chapter 545 The Missing Grand Elder (1/2)

"The Supreme Elder and the others are missing!"

The elder of Qingtian Temple was filled with astonishment, and his soul was shaken.

"What?"

"Gone?"

"Where is the Supreme Elder?"

Hearing the words of the elder of Qingtian Temple, all the monks of Qingtian Temple were shocked and showed disbelief.

The Supreme Elder's strength is at the pinnacle level of a quasi-emperor. He is only a hair away from the legendary imperial realm and is famous throughout the human race.

But now, he has disappeared?

"how so?"

"What happened?"

Everyone's minds were shaken violently, and their heads were buzzing.

At this moment, they seemed to have fallen into the Nine Nether Hells, feeling that the end of the world was coming!

The Supreme Elder is the only support and hope of Qingtian Temple. Now that he has disappeared inexplicably, what else can he use to fight against the enemy?

At this thought, everyone panicked.

The audience in Qingtian was panic-stricken, with a sense of extreme despair and fear welling up deep in their hearts.

Those disciples, in particular, were more like orphans without an owner, at a loss.

"Don't panic, everyone. Maybe it's just the Supreme Elder who is practicing in seclusion. Let's wait patiently. He will definitely be able to come back."

The elder of Qingtianguan looked pale, but he still pretended to be calm and shouted.

They are now at a disadvantage. If people's hearts are chaotic again at this time, it will be completely over.

So no matter what the situation is, he must first stabilize people's hearts.

"Really, Elder? Did the Supreme Elder really not abandon us?" A disciple asked with wide eyes and doubts.

"Of course, the Supreme Elder is so powerful and his abilities are all over the world. How can he be intimidated by a few foreign enemies?"

"She must have other important matters. You must believe the Supreme Elder. She will be back soon!" Elder Qingtianguan said loudly.

"The Supreme Elder will definitely lead us to kill them and avenge us!"

The disciples of Qingtian Temple cheered up and shouted, feeling a little calmer inside.

Although the words of Elder Qingtianguan seemed a bit weak, they finally gave everyone some faith.

The Supreme Elder is the only hope of Qingtian Temple. Her strength is undoubted. As long as she can come back, she will not lose.

"Yes! Our Supreme Elder is a powerful quasi-emperor at the pinnacle. He is not afraid even when facing a true emperor-level powerhouse!"

"A few evil demons and crooked ways are nothing. As long as the Supreme Elder returns, these demons and evil thieves will definitely be eradicated!"

"Yes! As long as the Supreme Elder comes, they won't be able to escape!"

Soon some disciples began to gain courage, put aside all their fears, and began to cheer for themselves.

Seeing them return to their normal state, the elder of Qingtian Temple breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as most of the disciples can stay calm, then they still have a chance!

However, no one noticed that the corners of the mouths of the woman in red and the others were slightly curved.

"These people are so ridiculously stupid."

Jie Hongyi glanced at the monk Qingtian Temple indifferently, her eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Yes, these people are really pitiful. At this time, they still imagine that their supreme elder can save them, but they don't know that they have already become abandoned children."

Xie Qianxue nodded, a trace of teasing flashing across her beautiful eyes.

"Everything is under your Majesty's control." Jie Hongyi smiled softly, tenderness flowing in her beautiful eyes.

Xie Qianxue smiled and said: "After today's battle, the cancer of Qingtian Temple will be pulled out, and the reputation of Great Qin will be powerful in the nine regions, and Your Majesty will become the true co-leader of the human race!"

Hearing this, Xie Hongyi's smile became even brighter and more beautiful: "Then what are you waiting for?"

As soon as the words fell, the two men immediately spread their figures and rushed forward like lightning.

At this time, the elder of Qingtian Temple was still comforting his disciples.

"Don't worry, the Supreme Elder will definitely come to save us." Elder Qingtianguan said with a smile, his face full of kindness.

He believed that as long as the disciples stayed together, they would not be defeated so easily.

However, just as Elder Qingtianguan showed a smile, he suddenly froze.

Boom, boom, boom!

A violent roar suddenly exploded.

Only a few bright sword lights were seen, impacting with destructive power.

They were extremely fast, piercing the night sky and plundering like a meteor shower.

"Quickly strengthen the formation!" Elder Qingtianguan shouted hurriedly, looking horrified.

Bang bang... click!

The dull and loud noise shook the void, and the terrifying attack tore a hole in the blue sky illusion array in an instant.

There was an ear-piercing explosion, and violent spiritual power raged through the void, causing the surrounding rocks to shatter into powder.

Although the elder of Qingtianguan mobilized the sect-protecting formation to resist in time, those sword lights came too fast and fiercely, and several sword lights exploded, setting off a devastating sword wave.

If this continues, the Blue Sky Illusion Array won't be able to hold on for too long!

"Damn it!"

Seeing the terrifying sword wave that spread rapidly, the elder of Qingtian Temple roared angrily, and the blood and spiritual power in his body suddenly burned and poured into the array crazily.

"Array up!" The elder of Qingtian Temple roared fiercely, with veins bulging all over his body.

In an instant, the originally incomplete formation suddenly became dazzling, blooming with blazing brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, large pieces of runes shot out from everywhere, intertwining into a huge magic circle covering a radius of three hundred feet.

This magic circle is extremely strange, and as soon as it is formed, it emits a mysterious aura.

At the same time, a solid shield barrier was formed around the magic circle.

Boom!

The violent sword waves surged and hit the shield barrier fiercely.

After the collision, a low muffled sound was heard, shaking the void like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

The terrifying aftermath swept in all directions, sweeping away countless trees and grass, and even destroying a large number of houses and buildings.

Fortunately, all the disciples of Qingtian Temple who participated in the battle had been covered by the formation, so not much damage was caused.

However, although the Qingtian Illusion Formation resisted most of the attacks, a lot of power still poured in.

"Puff..." The elder of Qingtian Temple was the first to bear the brunt, and he was immediately injured and vomited blood, screaming continuously.

"Quick... Quickly help me!" The elder of Qingtian Temple gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

He desperately urged his spiritual power to madly increase the power of the magic circle.

"Master, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

"Elder, don't worry, I'm willing to serve you!"

Hearing the elder's call, the disciples immediately took action, put their palms on each other's backs, and then input spiritual power into their elders.

The next moment, all the disciples and elders of Qingtian Temple flew into the air, gathered the spiritual power in their bodies into a torrent, and poured it into the Qingtian Illusion Formation frantically.

Boom!

Accompanied by a violent roar, the defense of the Qingtian Illusion Formation soared again.

With the efforts of all the disciples and elders, the magic circle bloomed with a brighter golden glow, and it became heavier while shaking violently.

"Haha... Finally blocked it!"

Feeling the surging power in his body, the elder of Qingtian Temple laughed excitedly.

He knew that this level of attack should be enough to support for a while.

"Now, it's our turn to fight back!"

The elder of Qingtian Temple smiled coldly, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked up at the dragon chariot high in the sky, revealing his murderous intent.

His intuition told him that as long as the being in the dragon chariot was killed, the crisis of Qingtian Temple might be resolved.

However, this thought had just arisen, and the smile on his face had not yet faded.

A chilling killing intent suddenly descended without warning.

"Not good!"

Feeling this chilling killing intent, the elder of Qingtian Temple's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were full of horror.

Above the sky, a purple rainbow suddenly tore through the black curtain, carrying a cold and murderous aura, and fell straight down.

Looking at the purple rainbow swooping down from the sky, everyone's mind was shocked, their heads buzzed, and they fell into a stagnation in an instant.

At this moment, they seemed to feel a cold and sharp blade on their necks, as if their heads would fall to the ground in the next second.

And they seemed to be deaf, and the whole world was still!

This sword came slowly, like a staggering old man, or a weak child. It looked ordinary and had no power at all.

But everyone in the Qingtian Illusion Formation, including the elder of Qingtian Temple, had no intention of resisting.

"How is it possible?" The elder of Qingtian Temple's pupils contracted and his face was extremely ugly.

The opponent's attack was too terrifying, which made him feel desperate and didn't even have a thought of resistance.

Because instinct told him that this sword could not be resisted at all!

"What is this?"

"No! Get out of the way!"

"Ah——!"

Everyone was terrified and screamed wildly. Facing this extraordinary power, they felt as fragile as babies.

"It's your majesty! Your majesty finally took action!"

"We are saved!"

"Your majesty is so heroic and will definitely wipe out all evil ways and return a bright and clear world to the human race!"

After seeing this scene, many pioneer monks cheered excitedly and were very excited.

This sword was slashed from the dragon chariot.

And there is obviously only one person who can slash such a sword from the dragon chariot, and that is the current Lord of the Great Qin, Qin Mu.

At this moment, these pioneer monks no longer have any resentment in their hearts.

All they have now is gratitude and gratitude to Qin Mu. They never thought that the Lord of the Great Qin, who has always been cold and ruthless and decisive in killing, would actually help them.

Isn't this a special honor?

In other words, they finally exchanged their lives for the recognition of the Lord of the Great Qin.

Isn't this worth celebrating?

After today's battle, they only fear Qin Mu, and no longer have any dissent.

"It's over... It's over!" In the Qingtian Illusion Formation, the corners of the eyes of the elders of Qingtian Temple twitched, and his face showed despair.

"No... No..." The other two supreme elders were full of indignation and grief, and their eyes flashed with endless unwillingness and hatred.

However, at this point, even if they were unwilling, it would be useless. The final outcome was still annihilation!

Looking at the purple rainbow slowly falling from the sky, everyone clearly knew that they were in danger today and were destined to be buried here.

The purple rainbow sword cut through the void, carrying the force of thunder and lightning, and arrived in front of the Qingtian Illusion Formation in a blink of an eye.

"It's over! It's really over this time!" A Qingtian Temple disciple was pale and trembling.

"What should we do?"

"Are we going to be destroyed?"

Many disciples looked dazed and confused.

"No, we must escape, otherwise we will all die!"

"Yes! Run away!"

A panicked scream and a terrified howl suddenly rang out in the Qingtian Illusion Formation.

And the several elders of Qingtian Temple who were in the center of the Qingtian Illusion Formation were even more frightened.

They knew very well that under this purple rainbow sword, not to mention the mortal body, even a powerful immortal weapon would probably be broken in half, right?

Without any surprise, the Qingtian Illusion Formation collapsed instantly.

The terrifying sword wave swept across the eight directions, engulfing all the elders of Qingtian Temple like a dead tree and rotten wood.

Rumble!

The dull loud noise accompanied by a shrill scream suddenly spread, raising billowing smoke and dust.

In front of this sword light, even the Qingtian Temple elders at the peak of the Saint Realm were as small as ants.

In just a moment, the three Qingtian Temple elders turned into ashes and dissipated in the air, and their souls returned to the underworld.

Although the others did not die immediately, they were also severely injured, and they fell to the ground wailing with blood.

"Ah...!"

"Save me! Save me!"

Looking at the purple rainbow sword that fell from the sky and exuded a cold and cold aura, everyone in the Qingtian Illusion Formation fell into madness and fear.

They knew that if they were cut by this purple rainbow sword, they would be beheaded and their bodies and souls would be destroyed.

So, they ran out of the Qingtian Illusion Formation with all their strength.

As long as they left the range of the illusion formation, they might be rescued.

However, the moment Qin Mu made his move, this place had become a restricted area.

This Qingtian Illusion Formation, which they once regarded as a place of refuge, has now become their desperate prison.

"Hahaha! We won!"

"Your Majesty is mighty, long live His Majesty!"

"We swear to be loyal to His Majesty until death!"

The pioneers who had fled in panic were greatly encouraged after seeing this scene.

This Qingtian Illusion Formation, which once forced them into a dead end, is now finally about to collapse.

They believed that with Qin Mu in charge, the destruction of Qingtian Temple was only a matter of time.

They roared and swung their weapons towards the Qingtian Illusion Formation, ready to slaughter the remaining enemies.

"Your Majesty, please spare our lives!"

Seeing those vanguard monks who were killing red-eyed, the remaining disciples in the Qingtian Illusion Formation completely collapsed and knelt down to beg for mercy.

They were not stupid. In this situation, if they continued to resist stubbornly, the only result would be to die with this illusion formation.

Instead of doing so, it would be better to beg for mercy, and perhaps there would be a chance to survive.

After all, they were still young and did not want to die here like this.

"Your Majesty, spare us!" Many disciples wailed together.

The surviving elders of Qingtian Temple looked at the disciples in this posture, and they were all disappointed, but they could do nothing, and finally they could only sigh.

The battle has not yet begun, and the result is self-evident.

They were abandoned and treated as abandoned.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that I would die here in my old age after working hard for Qingtian Temple for thousands of years. It's really sad and lamentable!"

The elder of Qingtian Temple sighed to the sky, with deep regret and some deep unwillingness in his eyes.

He wanted to negotiate with the people in the dragon chariot, but he knew that he was not qualified at all.

"Alas!" The elder of Qingtian Temple shook his head and sighed, his face full of dejection and bitterness.

But soon, he shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, since it is fate, just obey it!"

The elder of Qingtian Temple suddenly raised his head, exuding a resolute aura, as if he was ready to die generously.

"You are open-minded."

Just when he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.