Yu Qilin affirmed: "If you want to break the sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, you should establish it again after breaking it. It is equivalent to someone who has practiced Nascent Soul twice. You are a little unnecessary to worry about it."

"Okay." Wang Shuyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Then wait.

After waiting, everyone waited for three days and three nights.

The hinterland of Cangshan has been broken into a huge deep pit, and the originally endless mountains have been almost razed to the ground.

The sword light flashed, and the aura was shaking. The formation runes shone together. The spirit beast roared fiercely. The ten Nascent Souls and the Green-Haired Drought Bat fought hard for three days and three nights. The stalemate finally changed today.

I saw Qing and his man slashing away with a sword, and Hanba's giant arm stretched out was cut off directly!

The elder of the Qi Sect was overjoyed and immediately sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the eight-treasure lotus platform golden bowl, threw it into the air, chanting a spell, the golden bowl rotated at high speed, becoming bigger and bigger, covering the sky, and shining the bright light, covering the drought-bar pouch.

Evil does not suppress righteousness, Buddhist runes of subduing demons appear around the body of gold foil, and the elder of Fu Zong appears and shouts loudly:

"Qingyi, Yuanyou, we join forces to harvest the drought!"

When Qingyi and others heard this, they immediately jumped onto the gold foil and poured the spiritual power into the body of the elder Fu Zong.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the clouds and mist dissipated, the sunlight drooped, and the golden light burst out. Wang Shuyue and others at the foot of the mountain felt their eyes sting, and hurriedly raised their hands to cover the dazzling light and retreated.

The sand and stones were flying, and the wind was blowing, and the fine grains of sand hit their bodies, causing great pain! Wang Shuyue hurriedly supported the defense cover and retreated to a large stone wall, and then she felt better.

Drought roared angrily, struggling to escape from the golden bowl, but was firmly trapped by the golden spider web made of runes and could not escape.

The golden bowl was pressed down, and the huge body of the Hanba was pressed down to a low point, fifteen meters, ten meters, five meters, and finally, there was only a body as big as an ordinary person.

The immortals worked together, and the rune tightened immediately. The golden bowl was suppressed ruthlessly. Only a loud "boom" sound was heard, and a huge golden bowl was tilted upside down in the hinterland of Cangshan Mountain, and the roar of the drought stopped abruptly.

The strong wind receded and the whole world returned to tranquility.

The elder of the Qi Sect flew out of the hinterland with a golden bowl in his hand, and Qingyi and others followed closely and headed towards the base.

Seeing this, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, showed admiring eyes, and followed closely.

"Is this the end?" Wang Shuyue asked in surprise.

Yu Qilin reminded: "It's not over, you go back first, I'll go to the hinterland to take a look."

After saying this in a hurry, it turned into green light and headed towards the hinterland of Cangshan.

"What are you looking at? Is there anything wrong?" Wang Shuyue asked in her heart worriedly.

Yu Qilin didn't answer, and she looked at the collapsed mountain suspiciously. The dead trees and broken branches, and the dry rocks were not angry at all.

Thinking of the lush mountains before, Wang Shuyue suddenly felt sad, and it was a pity for the disappearing verdant.

The drought has been solved, but how long will it take for such damage to be repaired as before?

"Wang Shuyue!"

Wen Qi's impatient low shout came from behind. Wang Shuyue put away the inexplicable sadness in her heart, followed the large army and returned to the base.

Qing Yi and ten people were still in the conference room, and an isolation barrier was set up outside, and no one knew what they were saying inside.

It was originally a happy thing to be subdued by the drought, but the elders never came out. Everyone's heart, which had just been excited, became uneasy again.

Ai Qing sat alone in the corner. Due to her identity as a dark spiritual root, the disciples didn't want to get close to her.

So, around her, a strange vacuum appeared.

Wang Shuyue came over, Ai Qing glanced at her, silently gave in to her, and gave up half of the long bench to her.

Wang Shuyue sat down without hesitation, and the two looked at the closed conference room door tacitly and waited quietly.

After waiting for about two hours, the door finally opened.

The elder of the Qi Sect should come out first, followed by Lu Yuanyou and others, and finally Qing Yidao Ren.

Wang Shuyue looked up and saw that the master still had a cold face as usual, but she could feel that the master and the nine elders breathed a sigh of relief were completely different.

His hands hanging beside him clenched into a fist, revealing a bit of solemnity.

"Senior Brother Qingyi, then I'll take the lead."

Lu Yuanyou clasped his fists, nodded to Qing, and led the disciples of Yuyin Sect to leave.

"Goodbye!"

The remaining elders of the sect said goodbye one after another. After a while, the disciples of Yunhe Sect were left in the base, looking at each other in a daze.

"Master?" Wen Qi looked at the master expectantly. Seeing the reactions of each sect, the matter of drought is completely solved. Can they go back?

Qingyi didn't answer, and his eyes circled around the open space, stopped on Wang Shuyue, raised his chin at her, gave Wen Qi another wink, turned around and entered the conference room.

Wang Shuyue and Wenqi walked in in confusion. Qing Yi waved his hand and closed the door with a "bang". It was almost dusk, and the already dim room was even more sank.

"Master?" Wang Shuyue looked at Qing Yidao standing at the conference table with nervousness and asked weakly: "What are your instructions?"

"You two come here." Qingyi called out.

Wen Qi immediately stepped forward, Wang Shuyue was slightly behind, and the two stood side by side in front of him.

When Qing raised his hand, a mysterious light flashed in his palm, and a silver-black ball with exquisite patterns appeared in his palm.

Suddenly, the Linglong ball trembled violently. Wang Shuyue, who was so shocked that she saw it, was frightened and took a deep breath of air conditioning.

Qingyi glanced at her faintly. Wang Shuyue suspected that he wanted to scold him for being useless, but he still didn't scold him. With a gentle grip on his big palm, the trembling Linglong ball was immediately suppressed and returned to quiet.

This scene made Wang Shuyue feel nervous. Wen Qi also frowned, and the two of them had already guessed.

Qingyi said, "You two are right. The ones locked in this exquisite ball is the drought-bar."

"This kind of evil thing cannot be killed directly, so it can only seal it, isolate all vitality, and wait for it to dissipate itself."

"So what?" Wang Shuyue had an ominous premonition and asked tentatively: "How does Master plan to seal it?"

Qing raised the Linglong ball and Wang Shuyue immediately retreated, but what should be, could not avoid it. The Linglong ball flew out of Qingyi's hand and smashed into her arms without bias.

For fear that the exquisite ball would fall to the ground and release the terrifying drought bar, Wang Shuyue was so scared that she hurriedly held it with her hands, as if she had taken a hot potato. She weighed it back and forth with her left and right hands, and her face turned green.

"Ha~" Wen Qi sneered gloatingly, Wang Shuyue's eyes lit up, and she was about to throw the Linglong ball to this gloating senior sister, Qingyi ordered:

"You two, bring this exquisite ball to Yingzhou, Donghai, and hand it over to Xu Wuya, the owner of Hongye Villa, and suppress Hanba at the bottom of Hanyuan Pool, and then return to the sect."

Wen Qi looked solemn when she heard this and bowed her hands to take the order.

Wang Shuyue didn't have the idea that his master's fate was greater than the sky. She frowned and felt that the matter was not arranged reasonably, so she immediately asked:

"Master, you have a high level of cultivation. Wouldn't it be better if you send it to me in person?"

Qing's face turned dark, "Are you teaching to do things as a teacher?"

Feeling the master's displeasure, Wen Qi turned to look at Wang Shuyue and immediately scolded:

"Wang Shuyue, do you want to disobey your master's order?!"

Wang Shuyue: "..."

I just asked, are you as for it? As for it!
Chapter completed!