Shangyue jumped lightly onto Qinglong's head and sat cross-legged.
Her flute sounds melodious and graceful, like flowing water, sometimes crisp and sometimes urgent.
Shangyue danced to the melody from awkwardness to proficiency, controlling Qinglong to step into the fog.
At this time, the deafening roars of Kunwu Mountain echoed throughout the valley.
After three months of trembling in fear, the monsters hiding underground were finally controlled by the bell again.
Their eyes were confused and they scrambled to climb out of the ground one after another.
Their huge figures as big as hills are everywhere in the entire Kunwu Mountain.
Now, Immortal Venerable Chihua is missing, Immortal Venerable Donghao’s life or death is uncertain, and Immortal Venerable Xuanming and Immortal Venerable Wangxu disappeared without a trace under Long Qianjue’s pursuit.
In the depths of Kunwu Mountain, without the protection of the four great immortals, those disciples of the immortal sect who had been lucky enough to escape are now like sheep forced into a desperate situation by hunters, running around in panic, not knowing where to go.
"Run! The monster is starting to eat people!"
"Brother, save me!"
"Master, please save me. I don't want to die yet!"
“Help!”
"Wait for me...ah!"
The whole valley was filled with shrill screams!
Those disciples with low cultivation and slow running speed were easily caught in the monster's mouth and then swallowed alive without mercy. Their last notes of cry for help eventually disappeared in the monster's belly.
For a moment, desperate screams, terrified cries and tragic shouts echoed one after another throughout the Kunwu Mountains, interweaving into one and never ending.
"Everyone, don't panic, don't get confused, quickly run into the formation!"
The voice of Master Hengyi was like a soul-calming bell, piercing through the noisy screams and desperate cries.
No one expected that at this critical moment, Master Hengyi decisively set up a powerful formation, which was like a solid barrier, blocking the ferocious monsters out.
When the fleeing disciples saw the True Master Hengyi, it was like seeing a bright star in the darkness.
They were overjoyed and rushed towards Hengyi Zhenzun, hiding behind him with trembling bodies and pale faces.
However, as the fleeing disciples poured in like a tide, the ferocious monsters behind them followed closely behind, gathered outside the formation, and launched a violent attack on the formation carefully arranged by Zhenzun Hengyi.
Zhenzun Hengyi injected wave after wave of spiritual power into the formation. His spiritual power was gradually overdrawn, making his face pale and almost transparent.
The body of Master Hengyi was shaking uncontrollably, as if he would be swallowed by the strong wind and huge waves in the next moment, but his eyes remained firm.
The disciples hiding under the formation looked uneasy. They said worriedly:
"What should I do? It seems like the formation is about to be broken by force."
Another disciple continued, "Yes, if five powerful monsters join forces, even the True Master Hengyi would find it difficult to resist."
Panic spread among the crowd, and someone anxiously suggested: "Let's run away!"
Some disciples' mental endurance had reached its limit! They looked up at the oppressive monster like a mountain, their eyes reflecting deep fear.
Some people could no longer bear the pressure. They shouted and rushed out of the formation.
Hengyi Zhenzun shouted, "Don't go out!"
Before he could finish his words, the disciples who had just stepped out of the formation were ruthlessly trampled to pieces by a monster, turning into a bloody mess.
“Ahhh——” A scream cut through the sky.
The surviving disciples watched helplessly as their fellow disciples, with whom they had been with day and night, died tragically in front of them.
Their hearts were greatly shaken, but the desire for life and fear of death made them calm down instantly.
They curled up their bodies and slowly moved closer to the True Master Hengyi, seeking the final refuge from the True Master Hengyi.
As more and more disciples gathered in the formation, the monster finally let out an earth-shaking roar.
What followed were more violent and brutal attacks.
Every attack from the monster made the formation shaky, as if it would be completely destroyed in the next moment.
"Master Hengyi, come on, you are our last hope, you must hold on!"
"That's right, Master Hengyi, our lives and deaths are entirely in your hands!"
"Yeah yeah!"
The disciples' voices were filled with expectation, and their eyes were fixed on Zhenzun.
However, under the violent attacks of five monsters whose strength was comparable to that of the True Venerable, Hengyi True Venerable was struggling to hold on with his own strength and was on the verge of collapse. He was already at the end of his strength.
Finally, under the fierce attack of the monster, cracks began to appear in the formation, and blood flowed from the corner of Hengyi Zhenzun's mouth.
"It's over!" As the cracks in the formation spread, tears also appeared in the disciples' hearts.
The shadow of despair spread like a crack, eroding their hope bit by bit.
So, they prayed silently in their hearts and began to have associations:
"If the four great immortals were here, this situation wouldn't have happened!"
“Even if there was only one Immortal Venerable Realm master here, we wouldn’t be forced to this level.”
"Alas, the gap between the True Venerable Realm and the Immortal Venerable Realm is so huge."
Their sighs were filled with helplessness, but the look in their eyes when they looked at Master Hengyi subtly changed.
But the figure of Zhenzun Hengyi stood firm like a mountain, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. His arms waved, and a steady stream of powerful spiritual power was injected into the formation, supporting the stability of the formation.
As time passed, the cracks on the formation spread like a plague, gradually covering every inch of its skin, and finally completely collapsed with a deafening roar.
Faced with this scene, the disciples stood there in shock, their faces filled with horror.
Screams were heard again, and the disciples who reacted began to flee in all directions.
The monster roared in triumph, and amidst the deafening sound waves, a clear flute sound suddenly rang out.
The sound of the flute is as melodious as flowing water, pure and firm.
After the violent roar gradually dissipated, the monsters turned to the source of the sound in confusion.
At the same time, the disciples who had been panicking and fleeing in all directions also stopped and looked for the source of the sound curiously.
Finally, a figure slowly walked out of the fog in the distance.
It was a huge green dragon, and on top of its head sat a woman in white.
Everyone automatically ignored the spherical monster on the shoulder of the woman in white, which was waving its fists and feet in a show of force.
I saw that the woman was holding a white jade flute in her hand, and the melodious flute sound was flowing out from her fingertips.
The woman walked up to the monster, her eyes firm and deep as she stared into its eyes, then gently played the flute.
Gradually, the monster's huge body relaxed, but a different kind of confusion began to appear in its eyes.
They looked at Shangyue with confused expressions, and slowly moved away from the crowd following the sound of her flute.
A cry of surprise came from the crowd:
"The Goddess has descended to earth!"
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