"No problem."
While comforting Nie Caizhu, Shen Luo took out the pill and swallowed it, then sat there, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
On the other side, Yan Wu Shi had already defeated Elder Hei Li, who not only failed to rescue Elder You Li, but also lost himself.
Jiang Shentian and Qi Sha led their men to rush forward and charged into Qingqiu City.
Lu Huaming and Bai Xiaotian glanced at them from a distance, and then followed them to the front line of the battle.
However, after a while, a whistling sound of strong wind suddenly sounded.
Shen Luo hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw a strong wind blowing from Qingqiu City in front of him, blowing countless sand, dust and rocks towards the outside of the city.
There was a constant sound of screaming in the strong wind. It turned out that the monks of the Allied Forces were blown out of the city by the hurricane.
Amidst a series of "crashing" sounds, human figures fell from the sky like dumplings, and fell to the ground in various postures and situations.
Soon after, Bai Xiaotian and his companions were forced out of the city by the strong wind.
After a quick check, Shen Luo was surprised to find that among those who were thrown out, except for some injuries, no one was seriously injured or lost his life.
He quickly stood up from the ground and looked towards the city.
I saw a snow-white figure hurriedly flying out of the city. He had long snow-white hair and a unique crystal crown on his head. His face was beautiful but not gaudy, and his temperament was graceful. He was the King of Qingqiu.
Shen Luo stared at him, but saw that his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of surprise and regret.
After a period of panic, the cultivators from various sects finally got up again, stood firmly on their feet, and after forming a formation again, they glared at the King of Qingqiu.
The King of Qingqiu slowly descended from the sky and stood alone outside the city gate, facing the coalition forces of various factions.
Behind him were corpses of Qingqiu fox tribe members all over the ground, and blood was flowing like a river.
When the remaining Qingqiu Fox Clan monks saw their king finally show up, they all huddled inside the collapsed city gate for a moment, and no one dared to step forward.
Upon seeing this, an elder of the Qingqiu Fox Clan was about to step forward, but was stopped by someone next to him.
"Hmph, I wonder what she was doing before? A dignified Taiyi realm cultivator was actually frightened by a group of younger cultivators and dared not show up. If she could have come earlier, our disciples would not have suffered so many casualties." The elder said gritting his teeth.
"The Lord..."
The man wanted to say a few words in defense of the king, but was speechless for a moment.
Even he couldn't understand why the king didn't come out to take command before. If she had joined forces with Elder Su Xiao, so many tribesmen would not have been killed or injured.
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, he couldn't move.
There were many people in the fox clan who had this idea. They looked at their king, and the awe in their eyes gradually disappeared. All that was left was suspicion and even hatred.
The Queen of Qingqiu did not look back. She knew that there was no one behind her and that she was too late.
But she had no choice. Since yesterday morning, she was tricked by the Great Elder, Su Mouzhu, into going to the secret room in the name of parliament, and ended up being imprisoned in the magic circle set up by him.