Chapter 1541 The world is declining

"This is a big gamble!"

The second elder looked at the elite troops who were ready to go and couldn't help but take a deep breath and sigh.

“It’s really a big gamble!”

The third elder said solemnly, "But if our raid succeeds this time, not only can we wipe out a large number of the manpower of the War God Temple and the High Heaven Palace, but it can also greatly ease the pressure of our Immortal Alliance fighting on two fronts, thereby winning hundreds or even thousands of years of peace for our Immortal Alliance."

"That's right..."

The fifth elder said with some concern: "But Long Aotian is notoriously unreasonable. What if he breaks through our mountain protection formation? "

? "You don't know yet, do you?!"

The fourth elder came over immediately and explained with a smile: "Long Aotian's Golden Dragon Spear has been swiped away by my disciple Qin Feng. His strength has not increased but decreased. You know my disciple, right? That Qin Feng, who is ranked first on the weapon cultivation talent list. He doesn't practice weapon refining skills well, but goes to learn sword cultivation, Taoism cultivation, Buddhism cultivation, and Confucianism cultivation every day. It's really difficult for me to be a master. I shouldn't have accepted this little bastard..."

He said how much he regretted taking Qin Feng as his disciple, but the smile on his face was almost splitting to his ears!

"Uh……"

The other elders' eyes twitched, and they inexplicably felt the urge to beat someone up.

Ever since the Fourth Elder heard that Qin Feng had taken away Long Aotian's Golden Dragon Spear at the Red Flame Ridge, he immediately wandered around the Immortal Alliance for more than a dozen rounds. Whenever he saw an acquaintance, he would go up to say hello, and then without saying a word, he would talk about Qin Feng.

Even if you have heard him say it once, you will have to say it again when you see him around the corner.

"Qin Feng!!"

When the leader of the Immortal Alliance heard Qin Feng's name, he immediately thought of his head of yellow hair.

Especially when he thought about how he had taken advantage of his own business and then had to let him retire and hand over the Immortal Alliance to this yellow-haired guy, his blood pressure immediately soared like a rocket.

"Don't be angry, leader!"

The second elder sensed the leader's anger and hurried forward to persuade him: "As the saying goes, a son-in-law who has not yet married is more useful than a donkey in the village. When Qin Feng comes back, you can use him as he should. If he is not honest, you can beat him!"

"He's a donkey!!"

The leader of the Immortal Alliance was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and refused to admit that Qin Feng was his son-in-law.

"What a donkey!"

Fairy Mengyao's cheeks turned slightly red, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

“You’re quite good at pretending!!”

Looking at Fairy Mengyao who was obviously well-nourished, the Seventh Elder couldn't help but complain in his heart about the decline of morals in the world.

She was obviously already old and a married woman, but in the end she was after young grass and pushed down a 30-year-old boy.

"Is this kid really going to marry Junior Sister Mengyao?!"

The fourth elder couldn't help but mutter, finding the relationship a little confusing.

Did Qin Feng call him Master, or did he call Qin Feng Brother-in-law?!

Or maybe the leader calls him Xiao Si, and he calls the leader "Brother"! ?

"Well, don't mention that donkey!"

The leader of the Immortal Alliance said with obvious emotion: "Notify all the disciples participating in this battle and ask them to check their equipment again and repeat their tasks. This battle is related to the future of our Immortal Alliance. We must fight and decide quickly. There must not be any mistakes."

"Yes!!"

The expressions of the elders immediately became serious, knowing the importance of this battle to the Immortal Alliance.

The screen changes——

Qin Feng and others came to a village.

Unlike what they had imagined, entering the village to inquire about missing persons, they smelled a smell of blood before they even got close to the village. The entire village was covered by dark clouds, and an evil aura rising into the sky caused the temperature around them to drop to freezing point.

"Such a strong evil spirit!"

Zhao Changsheng frowned immediately and subconsciously protected Lin San in front of him.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Lin San was filled with righteous energy, and he led the way into the village with a sword in hand.

The village was filled with a suffocating and strong smell of blood that took a long time to dissipate. Countless incomplete mummies were lying on the road, and the blood was flowing and gathering into dark red lakes, which was horrifying.

Large areas of houses collapsed, leaving only ruins standing.

There were also crows circling at low altitude, making sharp cries.

"It's a demon cultivator!!"

Zhao Changsheng came to the dark red lake, covered his nose and frowned, saying: "All the blood has gathered together. It is obvious that a magic ritual has been held here. If I am not mistaken, it should be Wei Jie who is feeding his blood slaves."

“It’s too blatant!”

Yu Lan also covered her nose to block out the smell of blood, and said angrily, "I thought this person would be more restrained and would only capture some lone cultivators to feed his blood slaves, but I didn't expect him to directly massacre the entire village."

"He jumped the wall in a hurry!"

Qin Feng looked around vigilantly and said, "Wei Jie has been forced into a desperate situation. Not only did he lose an arm, but he is also wanted by Taibai Immortal Mountain and Ice Palace. The only trump card he has left is the blood slave, so he is so anxious to refine the blood slave."

"That means this demon is nearby!?"

There was a cold light in Lin San's eyes, and a righteous spirit was surging around him.

"Nearby?!"

Zhao Changsheng's heart skipped a beat and he once again protected Lin San in front of him.

But just when everyone thought that Wei Jie had left the village, blood bubbles suddenly churned up in the dark red lake, and then a huge bronze tripod engraved with runes floated up.

Although the giant bronze cauldron was sealed, it exuded a very evil aura.

"Blood slave!!"

Qin Feng's expression changed slightly and he immediately became alert.

Although he did not take the blood slaves away from Wei Jie's secret base last time, he clearly remembered the huge bronze tripod that contained the blood slaves, which was exactly the same as the one in front of him, which meant that Wei Jie was most likely still in this village.

"This is the blood slave!?"

There was a flash of cold light in Lin San's eyes, and he drew his sword without any hesitation.

A sonorous sound!

The Wuchen Sword made a clear sound, and endless sword energy soared into the sky.

In an instant, the world here seemed to be torn apart. The sharp sword intent surged between heaven and earth, dispersing all the dark clouds covering the sky, and then the sword light slashed towards the giant bronze tripod at an extremely fast speed.

"So quick to act!?"

Qin Feng immediately regretted his decision. He didn't expect Xiao Sansan to be so straightforward.

Boom! !

The sword flashed and the earth shook.

But unlike the scene that everyone imagined of the giant bronze tripod being split in half, runes suddenly appeared out of thin air and turned into a dome of black gas to protect the giant bronze tripod.

"There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you keep rushing in!"

A deep voice reached everyone's ears.

Wei Jie came out of a thatched hut, and his cold eyes locked onto Zhao Changsheng...