Thinking of this, Zhao Canyang's face showed hesitation.
"Brother, what should I do?" Yun Duoduo saw Zhao Canyang's expression like this, and knew that Zhao Canyang had concerns in his heart. After all, Wu Ling and them are not in the same line, and the tyrannical and powerful aspects of the ancient star formation method also made these inner elites of the Huayu Pavilion extremely jealous.
"The chief deacon, I can hear that Brother Wu Ling's situation is very bad." Yun Duoduo said solemnly, "These three short whistles are very sharp, very urgent, and seem to be suppressed in a certain space. The spread of the sound is very dense."
Zhao Canyang's mind is in confusion, he is indeed contradictory. These days, although he admired Wu Ling a lot, it seemed a bit difficult for him to risk his life to enter the ancient star formation.
But now if he lets go and listens to Wu Ling's whistling sound, I am afraid it will be more unfortunate.
But for the same reason, if you go to help, it may be equally dangerous, and it may mean that the elite disciples of the inner door of Huayu Pavilion are brought into the fire pit at the same time. Whether it was worth it or not, he weighed it in his mind.
Zhao Canyang felt embarrassed and thought to himself: "If Master is here, how should he choose when faced with such a situation? Master always pays attention to a realm and a height. Then, how to choose? Height, realm?"
At one thought, Zhao Canyang suddenly had an idea: "It should be so! If all the more than 80 inner disciples and elites of Huayu Pavilion fall here, then what future is there for Huayu Pavilion? Height, what height is there? Higher than the future inheritance of Huayu Pavilion?"
In my heart, I vowed secretly: "Brother Wu Ling, if you die today, I, Zhao Canyang, swear here, that those who kill you today, sooner or later, I will let them all nine races to blame!" The light in the eyes was bright, one Waved his hand and shouted: "No one is allowed to move, wait!"
Weng Tongmu and others always regarded Zhao Canyang as the head of the horse. Hearing that he waited, although they felt uncomfortable, they did not hesitate to obey the command.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence was uttered, there was a round of resistance. Feng Feiwu looked anxious. Seeing Zhao Canyang's command, he shouted: "Zhao Canyang, we are both disciples of Huayu Pavilion. Brothers are in trouble. How can we wait here?"
Zhao Canyang saw that it was Feng Feiwu, but Mo Dili's heart slammed and shouted: "No one is allowed to move, just wait for me. I am the chief deacon of the inner disciple, and I have the final say!"
Qing Hutong was rescued by Wu Ling once before. He really admired Wu Ling and wanted to help Wu Ling. Therefore, hearing what Zhao Canyang said, it was rare to disobey Zhao Canyang's meaning and shouted: "Brother Chief Deacon, we nine Ten people came together. Until now, there are only 80 people left. If it is not Senior Brother Wu Ling, I am afraid that there will be no more than half of it. At this time Brother Wu Ling is in trouble and is in danger. It is time for us to help. what!"
"Senior Brother Qing, you are really confused! If the enemy is something that Brother Wuling can't deal with, what we can do if we go in, it will only increase casualties! Now, in our team, only Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Feng reconciled. Junior sister Yu Yan is a refinement of the spirit, and the rest are on the second layer of Yi Marrow, and even the first layer of Yi Marrow. She rushed into the ancient formation of stars. It is estimated that the whereabouts of Senior Brother Lian Wuling was not found. The force was rolled into pieces. Moreover, the three short screams of Brother Wu Ling, sharp and stern, showed that the enemy's situation was obviously more difficult than we thought. If we go here, not only can we not save Brother Wu Ling, but we may also be in jail. When the time comes. , It's not that one less person will go back, but all can't go back!" Huangfu Yun said strangely.
Feng Feiwu exclaimed: "Even so, I will never allow Senior Brother Wu Ling to commit a risk alone. Zhao Canyang, even if you don't go, I will go, who else wants to go?"
Yun Duoduo called out first: "I will go with you."
More than 20 disciples of the same line of the three pavilion masters in Qinghu, who regarded Wu Ling as his own, naturally would not shrink back, and stood firmly behind Feng Feiwu.
Huangfuyun has always had an antagonism with Wu Ling. At this time, his will is extremely firm: "With our strength, let alone saving people, it is a problem to enter the ancient star formation. You people are overpowered. It’s just going to die in vain. You have to do whatever you want to die. But don’t pull up our juniors who climbed the Xianshan line. Before I came, Senior Brother Yang Tian gave me a special account, so I must save my strength."
The huge team immediately divided into two factions, and Zhao Canyang was caught in the middle, but it was very embarrassing. His heart still wanted to save Wu Ling, but what Huangfuyun said was true.
Therefore, he nodded and said: "It is true. If Senior Brother Wu Ling knew that we were already here, he would definitely not want us to pass. Otherwise, he would not make three short whistles so sharply. Those three beeps. The howling is obviously to warn Junior Sister Xie Yuyan. In my opinion, we should wait here to preserve the future of Huayu Pavilion."
Yun Duoduo's eyes were red. Hearing what everyone said, it was obvious that Wu Ling was already ill-advised this time. In fact, she has always been reluctant to admit this, but deep down, thinking of Wu Ling's three screams, she knew in her heart that Wu Ling was probably in a situation that he couldn't handle at all.
Otherwise, with Wu Ling's unrestrained ease, even if he retreats, there won't be such a sad whistle. Cloud Duoduo felt like a knife at the thought of this.
Zhao Canyang said silently and comforted: "Sister Feng, the overall situation is important. At this moment, we are going, and it will not help to complain. Brother Wu Ling has either already escaped or."
He didn't know how to continue, and said to Junior Sister Yun: "Sister Yun, you are a sensible person. If you don't understand the overall situation, how can you be the deacon of the inner disciple?"
Yun Duoduo's complexion was terrible, her lips trembled, and she didn't know what she was talking about. His eyes were also reddish. If it weren't for his identity, I'm afraid it would already be stubborn.
Zhao Canyang’s tone of grief and indignation: "Everyone, I, Zhao Canyang, swear here that if Brother Wuling really encounters any accidents, Zhao Canyang is responsible for today’s enemy. He will become a great artist in the future. Even if the enemy is far away, I will be one. Punish me! I'm so crushed, I don't hesitate to do it. If I break this oath, teach me to die with a thousand arrows!"
Having said that, Zhao Canyang took a look around, and his gaze swept across everyone's face firmly: "But at this moment, you all must listen to me, and no one can act rashly! No matter how sad or unwilling you are, you must wait!"
After all, Zhao Canyang is the chief deacon of Inner Sect disciples, and he has accumulated a lot of power among the many Inner Sects. His remarks are also reasonable.
There are nearly eighty inner disciples, and indeed only Zhao Canyang, Feng Feiwu and Xie Yuyan, who have just broken through the refining of the gods, have some fighting power. The rest of them, in the ancient formation of stars, are just ants-like creatures.
All formations naturally have spiritual powers of various attributes in them, and only those who can use spiritual power can stop them. Once these disciples who have not cultivated the gods and are not enough to cultivate, they may not even be left behind.