Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Yu Heng, who was standing behind him, looked at him like this, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"Brother, give up. This is the Fuguang formation. It's useless."

Yes, this is the Fuguang Formation. No matter how powerful she is, she can't resist it.

He didn't believe that Wen Ling would be so easily fooled by his master, but for some reason he felt a strange sense of unease in his heart.

He always felt that she had anticipated all this, and then took the initiative to walk into the master's calculations.

Qinian picked up Taichu from the ground again, supported himself on the ground and stood up with difficulty. His right hand holding Taichu had begun to tremble. He stepped back, gripped the ground with both feet, and gathered strength for a strike. However, the golden light was still intact, without even a crack.

Taihe also saw this scene outside the hall, and then looked at Wen Ling with even more murderous intent in his eyes.

"Master, your little disciple is already like this? You still want to talk nonsense with me? Aren't you going to leave? That formation should be activated soon, right?"

Wen Ling's voice was playful. Taihe looked at her coldly and then walked out of the hall.

The golden light seemed nothing in front of Taihe.

[001, Control the defense system. No need to fully defend. Just be careful not to be seriously injured or killed.]

Wen Ling sat there calmly drinking tea.

The ten great demons looked at each other and looked at Wen Ling with uneasiness.

The Demon King is so calm, could it be that he has a plan?

"Sir, we?"

Wen Ling waved his hand, "This is the Fuguang formation. There's nothing I can do. I can only wait for death."

The ten demon soldiers looked bitter. They had just been resurrected, but now they were going to die again.

Although I felt a little sad, maybe because I had died once before, I felt more calm this time.

With a collective sigh, the ten demon soldiers sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the moment of death to come.

Seeing Taihe coming out, Qinian quickly stepped forward.

"Master, Master, please open the formation."

Taihe ignored his pleas, "Once the Fuguang formation is activated, there is absolutely no turning back."

"Master, please."

Qinian knelt on the ground and clutched Taihe's robe tightly. His eyes were red and full of pleading.

Taihe bent down and held his arm, trying to pull him up, but Qinian knelt firmly on the ground, with stubbornness in his eyes.

Taihe sighed heavily, shook off his sleeves and stopped looking at him.

"The Fuguang formation has been activated. Even I, the one who set it up, have no way to withdraw."

He has now become just a part of the formation.

The golden light surrounding the hall became increasingly intense, accompanied by streaks of lightning.

It was as if all the strength in Qinian's body was suddenly drained away. He fell to his knees on the ground, his eyelashes trembling violently and tears streaming down his face.

The 30,000 demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain have broken through the demon-suppressing formation and are charging forward. The battle between the two tribes is becoming more and more chaotic, and Yu Heng also joins the fight with a sword in hand.

Qi Nian stared at the scene blankly, his eyes lowered and his voice almost inaudible.

"Master, don't you hate fighting the most and most hope to see a peaceful situation? Why did you make such a choice?"

"Because she destroyed the hopes of Jiangming Mountain and the hopes of the entire human race."

Taihe's voice suddenly became excited, and the fierceness in his tone was full of murderous intent towards Wen Ling.

Qinian opened his lips, but no words came out, only a miserable smile.

"So it's because of me."

The bodies of the demon soldiers and fellow disciples behind him were lying everywhere, and all this was because of him.

Qinian supported Taichu to stand up. He could not gather any spiritual energy in his body. He could only rely on brute force to knock on the increasingly bright golden light.

Drops of blood oozed out from between his fingers, and Taihe turned his eyes away without looking.

The spiritual power in his body was disappearing bit by bit. He closed his eyes quietly, waiting for the spiritual power in his body to be drained away by the formation, waiting for the moment when the Fuguang formation would truly open.

After a moment, Taihe sighed, opened his eyes, and waved his sleeves behind him.

Qinian fell into the hall at the next blow.

The Fuguang formation can only kill monsters. If he continues to attack like this, his hands will be crippled.

Qi Nian staggered and ran quickly towards Wen Ling. He fell in front of Wen Ling, steadied himself, and eagerly grabbed her hand.

His red eyes stared at her closely, "Why?"

His voice was completely hoarse and trembling.

Now he couldn't see that he was a fool, "Why?"

Qinian stared at Wen Ling stubbornly, determined to hear his answer.

Wen Ling helped him up and sat him next to her.

Her fingers gently stroked the red corners of his eyes. Qi Nian raised his big hand and covered her palm, tears continuously flowing from his eyes.

Wen Ling held the person in her arms.

“Maybe this is the path you have to take.”

She is the obstacle for Qinian to forge the heart of Tao, but also the key to forging the heart of Tao.

Once his Dao heart is established, he can practice Taoism and become an immortal, and her mission will be accomplished.

The golden light above the hall was bright, and dazzling lightning began to crackle. Qinian held Wen Ling tightly in his arms anxiously. When the first lightning struck, the ten demon soldiers around Wen Ling could not resist and their souls were separated.

The Fuguang formation is about to start, and it will not end until there are no more monsters in the formation.

When the second lightning bolt was about to strike Wen Ling, Qinian and his men dodged, but the lightning bolt seemed to have the ability to track and struck straight towards Wen Ling.

Hearing a muffled groan in his arms, Qi Nian loosened his arms and looked at the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

His heart felt like it was being cut by a sharp weapon. He hugged Wen Ling and tried to find a place to hide, but there was nowhere to hide.

The sadness in his heart spread to his entire heart, and the arms holding her began to tremble.

There is nothing more cruel than this, watching the one you love fade away bit by bit in your arms, but being unable to do anything.

Qi Nian held her hand tighter, and Wen Ling's bones began to ache from the force.

The first two lightning bolts seemed like tests. The next one came down quickly and sharply with a crackling sound. Qi Nian shielded Wen Ling under him, but the lightning ignored him and struck Wen Ling directly.

Wen Ling turned sideways and spat out a mouthful of blood.

001 was quite reliable. The pain subsided, but he could also sense that the vitality in his body was gradually dissipating.

"Ah Ling."

Qi Nian's eyes trembled violently, and his breath caught in his throat when he saw her pale face.

Wen Ling smiled at him, "Anian, I'm afraid I can't withstand the third lightning. Why don't you make a choice?"

Qinian's throat felt blocked and he clenched his hands tightly.

"So this is your purpose."

Qinian wanted to ask why, did he have to take the path of becoming an immortal?

Wen Ling leaned in his arms and raised her hand to stroke his cheek, "I'm sorry, this is my choice, and it's the path you must take."

The power of thunder and lightning will only become stronger each time.

The crackling sound seemed to be a protest against Wen Ling. When it fell, Wen Ling closed his eyes.

"enough."

A cold and stern voice filled with anger rang out in the hall.

The white light around Qinian was so bright that the lightning disappeared instantly when it encountered the white light, and the golden light spreading in the hall also quickly dissipated.