What Qin Qing never expected was that these people were fighting for Xuanwu's meat and turtle shells, and they were so mad! These people are so crazy that they will eat anything and even dare to mess with ancient mythical beasts.
Before Qin Qing went up to stop these people from going crazy, some people were out of control and did not care about others.
He won directly and went up to fight Xuanwu.
If a few people are crazy, dozens of people will be crazy; if a few dozen people are crazy, hundreds of people will be crazy; if a few hundred people are crazy, thousands of people will be crazy; if a few thousand people are crazy, tens of thousands of people will be crazy.
This is good, after one person rushes forward, a bunch of people rush forward after him. Such a huge army of monks all go crazy. When fighting Xuanwu, they did not forget to take advantage of the opportunity to bite a few pieces of Xuanwu's flesh.
However, the meat was too hard, and all the teeth would fall to the ground if it didn't come off.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Qing and Wen Minwu rushed forward, but there was no way to save Xuan Xuanwu. It was okay that there were dozens or hundreds of people, but they were only two people. How could they stop tens of thousands of people from going crazy
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Qin Qing quickly took out the Wushuang Sword, walked up and attacked Xuanwu's attacker, thinking of finding a free time to form a barrier around Xuanwu.
However, there were too many people, and he himself was a little overwhelmed.
Although Xuanwu had more blood, he also had more people. He swept his tail and a circle of people behind him died, but there were also some people attacking in front of him, and some people attacking on the left and right.
And there are many experts here.
If so many people attack one thing, I'm afraid it will be consumed alive no matter how thick the blood is.
Within half an hour, Xuanwu was dead. His body was a bloody mess, half of it was injured by swords, whips and the like, and the other half was bitten by some crazy people.
Although the flesh was thick, one bite after another caused the teeth to fall all over the floor, and another set of teeth came up, leaving deep tooth marks.
Qin Qing looked at Xuanwu who was killed in front of him with some astonishment, a pile of corpses and Xuanwu's corpse, and a river of blood on the ground, as if it was a Shura field. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one could imagine what he had just experienced. The large-scale melee is so terrifying. There are indeed many people who survive, but even more people die.
Xuanwu was killed in the melee.
Xuanwu was killed.
Xuanwu is dead.
Qin Qing kept repeating these three sentences in his mind. He didn't know what to do. When he went out in the morning, he thought he had grasped a glimmer of hope. But now that Xuanwu is dead, how can he summon the ancestral dragon
If the ancestral dragon cannot be summoned, how can Taotie be resurrected
This series of associations made Qin Qing a little pale, and cold sweat appeared on his face. When Xuanwu died, his previous efforts were in vain, but Taotie could not wait too long, and the time left for them now was far less than before.
Looking at Wushuang Sword Spirit, Wushuang Sword Spirit was also crying, trying hard to maintain the image of a good man. No one said anything in this tragic scene.
Wen Minwu thought about going up to comfort them, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was just a bad old man, and it seemed that comforting would have no effect. Besides, he was very sad at this time and had nothing to comfort others.
After a while, Qin Qing always wanted to know if there were any other clues about Zulong.
The first thing that comes to mind is Suzaku. Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Zulong are the three great divine beasts. Xuanwu can awaken the Zulong, and so can Suzaku.
Finding Suzaku is not a very simple matter right now.
Xuanwu died suddenly without any warning.