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When the sky arrow encounters the storm, it turns into a dragon. Chapter 312: The oil runs out and the lamp dies.

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    In more than ten days, as many as 20% of the Hunyuan Sect's disciples, elders and deacons died, and another 30% lost their combat effectiveness. Manpower was extremely scarce.

    The remaining half of the staff are exhausted and can hardly hold on any longer!  The situation was so precarious that even the sect leader Xia Jinglei personally went into battle and spared no effort to mobilize the Tianmen Dragon Hidden Formation, hoping to last until the reinforcements arrived.

    On the top of Dutian Peak, on a high white jade platform behind Hunyuan Wuji Hall, hundreds of spiritual martial arts cultivators were sitting around a huge formation plate, pressing the formation plate tightly with their hands, and crazily instilling in it.  Use spiritual power to support the operation of the Tianmen Dragon Hidden Formation.

    And high in the sky, a thin layer of light curtain covered with cracks was already crumbling.  No matter how these spiritual martial arts cultivators instill spiritual power, they cannot reverse the imminent collapse of the formation.

    "Sect Master, if we continue like this, we can last for half a day at most! The distress message has been sent out a long time ago. If the Supreme Leader is safe and sound, he should have rushed back long ago, right?"

    An elder from the Hunyuan Sect asked worriedly while instilling spiritual power into the formation.

    Xia Jinglei glanced at the elder coldly and said in a deep voice: "Why are you panicking? The Supreme Master just sent me a message not long ago. I will definitely rush back to support you within today! I just wait for the Supreme Master to come back.  Even if we, the Hunyuan Sect, survived this disaster!"

    The elder said unwillingly: "That old guy Lei Nu is also a demigod, not to mention there is a peak spiritual martial artist - Lei Xiao! Even if the Supreme Master dares to come back, the outcome is still unpredictable!"

    Xia Jinglei said angrily: "What do you mean? At this critical moment of life and death, do you dare to shake the morale of our sect's military?"

    The elder quickly shook his head in fear: "Of course that's not what I meant! It's just that, sect master, have you forgotten that on Frost Knife Peak, there are dozens of elders from the Kong and Han families facing the wall! Why not remove the restriction?  Let them return to the sect to support us?"

    Xia Jinglei's heart was moved, but he quickly shook his head and said: "No! Letting these ambitious guys out is like letting the tiger go back to the mountain. They might bite our Hunyuan Sect back, let alone expect them to work together with me to defend against powerful enemies.  ¡±

    "But!"

    "Stop talking anymore!"

    While the two were talking, there was a loud bang, and two to three thousand Tian Po Sect spirit martial cultivators joined forces to strike hard against the thin light curtain of the Tianmen Dragon Hidden Formation.

    "Puch!"

    Several inner disciples of the Hunyuan Sect who were activating the formation and had lower cultivation levels were knocked upside down by the blow. They spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

    Under this blow, the light curtain, which was already full of cracks and crumbling, added dozens of large and small cracks, and it was about to be unable to hold up.

    Xia Jinglei, who was also activating the formation, had already withstood hundreds of the same attacks and had reached his own limit.  Xia Jinglei felt his arms shaking violently, his throat felt sweet, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.

    He quickly adjusted his breathing and swallowed back the blood that surged into his throat.

    Xia Jinglei glanced around with a sad expression. This morning, there were more than a thousand Hunyuan Sect disciples, elders and deacons mobilizing the formation around him.  But now, less than half are left.

    Those spiritual martial arts cultivators who have withdrawn have either fallen or been seriously injured and are unable to continue to persevere.

    Xia Jinglei slapped the Qiankun bag with one hand, swallowed a handful of rejuvenating elixirs, and asked breathlessly: "Is there any manpower available for rotation? This group of people has been holding on for most of the day, and they are completely exhausted.  "

    Another elder smiled bitterly and shook his head: "There are tens of thousands of outer disciples, but they are completely useless. All the spiritual martial arts cultivators of the sect have gone into battle, except for the dead and wounded, and there are still about two thousand people.  . However, these two thousand people have been supporting us all day yesterday, and they haven¡¯t caught their breath yet. Where are the manpower available for rotation!¡±

    ??

    "yes!"

    The elder stopped injecting spiritual power into the array and staggered straight to the square in front of Hunyuan Wuji Hall.

    At this moment, more than two thousand spiritual martial arts cultivators were sitting sparsely in the main square!  They had supported the operation of the formation all day yesterday, but they had run out of fuel and were almost completely collapsed.  Just half a day's effort was not enough for them to recover 20-30% of their own cultivation.

    The elder stood on the high steps of Hunyuan Wuji Hall, looking at the young, but extremely haggard and pale faces, helplessly smiled bitterly, and shouted: "Is there any disciple who has barely recovered? As long as  If you can restore 40 to 50% of your cultivation level, then come with me, everyone.?I can't hold it anymore!  "

    Most of the Lingwu cultivators are working hard to restore their cultivation, and they can't even lift their eyes.  Only a few hundred people slowly opened their eyes and glanced hesitantly at the light curtain in the sky. In the end, only three or four hundred people stood up and walked towards the elder.

    Among them, a tall and beautiful figure walked to the front. Taking a closer look, if it wasn't Qin Yin, who else could it be?

    Qin Yin now has a cultivation level at the peak of the fifth heaven, and is considered an extremely outstanding one among the many disciples of the sect.  Beside her, Xia Yuanhui, Xia Lianrui, Guan Yao, Hu Yanchi and others were standing out!  Their cultivation levels are all above the sixth level of heaven. It is obvious that the Divine Palace and his party have brought them great help.

    Even Xia Mubai, Xiang Wentian, Ye Feng, Gongsun Jing, Tang Xia and others are among them!  After not seeing each other for more than two years, they have grown from top warriors to spiritual martial arts cultivators of the second, third, and even fourth heavens!

    And among them, there is a strange figure!

    Everyone else walked toward the Hunyuan Wuji Hall with resolute expressions and calm eyes, but his eyes were evasive, and he glanced at the crumbling light curtain in the sky from time to time, unconsciously showing a hint of joy.

    This guy is none other than Xiao Jin, one of the spies of the Potian Sect who ambushed the Hunyuan Sect!

    "We haven't seen him for several years, but Xiao Jin now actually has the cultivation level of the second heaven peak.  And beside him was his father, the deacon of Hunyuan Sect¡ªXiao Qian!

    And Xiao Qian¡¯s cultivation level is already at the late stage of the Fourth Heaven, and his position has been promoted from low-level deacon to high-level deacon.

    The father and son worked hard and lurked in the Hunyuan Sect for decades, waiting for such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.  If they could destroy the Tianmen Dragon Hidden Formation, then the father and son would have accomplished an extraordinary feat.  In the future, within the Potian Sect, you will definitely receive huge rewards and obtain extraordinary status.

    A few days ago, the Xiao family father and son spread rumors that Xia Lingfeng and others had died in the dark abyss, and they had been waiting for an opportunity to destroy the mountain protection formation.  However, everyone in the Hunyuan Sect was extremely vigilant, and they never found an opportunity to make a move.

    However, now that many spiritual martial arts cultivators in the Hunyuan Sect have died, been injured, and are exhausted for the rest of the day, who still has the energy to keep an eye on them.

    The opportunity has come, you must not miss it!

    Xiao Qian and Xiao Jin, father and son, looked at each other in silence, with a sinister look in their eyes.
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