Jun Xian just smiled slightly, and instead of answering Elder Bai's question, he asked, "It seems that the astrolabe is in your Immortal Spirit Valley, right?" ”。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Surround them, you can't let them escape," Elder Bai instructed the Immortal Spirit Valley disciples behind him, and a group of disciples surrounded General Xian and the others with swords in their hands. However, what seemed strange at a glance was that these disciples in the Immortal Spirit Valley were all women, and none of them were men. A group of guards formed a circle and firmly protected the general, and the soldier's face was as usual and there was no trace of panic in being surrounded.

The sky in the Fairy Spirit Valley became more and more strange, and the sun actually shone down in the thick clouds, and Elder Bai narrowed his eyes into a slit: "Kill!" ”。 The deep voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, and before the voice blurted out, the white sword of attack arrived in front of Jun Xian. The guards in front of Junxian subconsciously raised their swords to block, only to hear "Touch!" With a bang, there was an extra hole in the guard's chest, and the long sword in his hand turned into two sections and fell weakly. It's just that the guards around him around him even he were taken aback, the gap between ordinary people and cultivators was so big. Even if they were martial artists, the people of Immortal Valley didn't give them time to think. Fortunately, not everyone in the Fairy Spirit Valley is a cultivator, which makes Jun Xian feel a little relieved, although those female brothers seem to have also cultivated. However, from the fluctuations they emitted during the fight, it can be seen that they are just beginners, and they are not much different from ordinary martial artists, plus they are all women, where can they have passed the test of bloody killing, and they were actually suppressed by those guards. Jun Xian didn't know when he was also entangled with Elder Bai, but it was not difficult to see that Jun Xian was at a disadvantage. Elder Bai seemed to move the True Fury sword body, and the light of the sword body surged, and Elder Bai's sword intent was like a sharp nail looking for a place to pierce it. Whenever Elder Bai's sword intent is victorious, he will always take the lives of several guards beside him, and in Jun Xian's hand is a bronze sword that looks ancient, and the sword is engraved with strange patterns, in Jun Xian's hands, this sword is like a living creature, and the lines are rippling like water waves. The name of this sword is called Guxin, and the weapons are ranked eighteenth.

Weapons are a special existence among warriors, and how many warriors will open up their territory. All are better at the art of war, and all the troops are arranged in a single battle, and they are not as good as cultivators. Therefore, the eighteen kinds of weapons were born in response to the situation, and no one knew who forged them, but all warriors would not doubt the strength of these weapons. They made it possible for the warrior to compete with the cultivator in terms of individual strength, and the phoenix feather arrow was the ninth ranked weapon. Who would have thought that a person like a strategist next to Jin Haotian would have two weapons. Jun Xian fought with Elder Bai for a long time, although he was at a disadvantage, he was not defeated, but his guards fell one after another, which made Jun Xian feel distressed. These are all the elites of the army who have been selected by thousands of people, and Elder Bai is even more anxious, she has long regarded those disciples in the Immortal Spirit Valley from the outside world as her own children, and now watching them fall one by one tells her how to bear it.

The grandmother on the side is also difficult to calm down now, and after this battle, the fairy spirit valley does not know how many years it will take to recover. The dragon head cane in her hand suddenly lit up with a golden light, and the dragon engraved on the cane was actually slowly swimming away as if it had come to life. A loud dragon roar sounded, and everyone looked at Grandma involuntarily. Grandma seemed to be holding a golden dragon in her hand instead of a cane, and the originally black and inconspicuous cane and the golden person couldn't open his eyes at all. A golden dragon swam out along the dragon's head and wrapped around his grandmother like a snake, and a huge sense of danger instantly spread from Junxian's feet to his whole body. In his eyes, the old man instantly became extremely tall, especially the golden dragon swimming on her gave him a sense of invincibility. Elder Bai and Grandma have been together for many years, and when she saw the golden dragon, she pulled out, and at the same time as Elder Bai left, Grandma's dragon head cane pointed at Junxian. The golden dragon seemed to have finally found the target, and with a huge dragon roar, the eardrums of the people were about to burst, and the golden dragon flew straight towards Junxian. Jun Xian only felt that he was in a quagmire, and the coercion actually made his reaction unusually slow, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he simply stood in place and didn't move. Gu Xinjian's aura of old grief and indignation came out, as if a warrior who knew he was going to die was making a last fight before dying. The tip of the sword went down to Jun Xian and inserted the Gu Xin Sword hard, "Eternal": Jun Xian shouted vigorously. The Ancient Heart Sword went up from the tip of the sword, and a lonely breath continued to seep out from the sword, like an eternal boulder, even after countless winds and rains, it still lay there quietly. The profound and complex lines on the ancient heart sword all lit up, and gradually those lines broke away from the sword body, suspended in the air, and flowed to form a light shield like a stone with water chestnuts, protecting Jun Xian, and from a distance, a golden dragon that exuded dazzling light slammed into a gray boulder that had experienced a lot of wind and frost with terrifying might, but the gray boulder did not have any reaction, just lying there quietly as in the face of the wind and frost of the past thousand years.

"Boom!" The sound of a mountain cracking resounded through the Fairy Spirit Valley. The golden dragon flew up again and hovered in the sky, the gray boulder below was obviously hit hard, and several deep cracks appeared on the surface, as if this gray boulder that had gone through countless years had come to an end, and would shatter into countless pieces at any time.

Jun Xian gasped for breath, letting the blood from the corners of his mouth drip down, his hands still tightly gripping the hilt of his sword. The ground under the sword stepped deeply, leaving a deep crater. It can be seen that Jun Xian's hands are already trembling slightly, and the palms of his hands have been injured at some point, and blood is flowing down the sword body. Junxian knew that he had reached his limit, and he was afraid that the next attack on him would destroy the sword. Grandma's expression was still flat, and she couldn't see any change, but she was shocked in her heart.

The dragon head battle is one of the magic weapons of the ancient Nuwa clan. It has been blessed by the magic of the dragon god, and even if it has been a thousand years, it should not be something that mortals can compete with. There was a faint murderous intent in those old eyes, this person couldn't stay, otherwise it would be difficult for the Immortal Spirit Valley to be peaceful. The golden dragon seemed to feel her killing intent as well, his eyes shone brighter, and the dragon's mouth opened to reveal its sharp teeth, hovering in the air a few times, and rushed towards Junxian again. Looking at the sky, the golden dragon Junxian showed a wry smile, no despair, no fear, no joy or sorrow. Some are just a wise man's openness to his own misjudgment. The difference is that this is a battle of life and death, and he has not lost the opportunity to come from new. Slowly closing his eyes, Gu Xinjian seemed to understand his master's heart, and trembled slightly and let out a sad sound.

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