Old Taijun Murong waved his hand and ordered: "The eighteen banner soldiers of the Murong family obey the order, quickly go to the cave head mountain, stop the person holding the immortal stone, and the immortal stone will definitely be destroyed, and the evil girl must not get it." ”

"Yes." The eighteen bannermen shouted in unison.

The rest of the family elders looked at each other one after another, hesitating about this matter, but in their hearts, they were actually very supportive of Old Lady Murong's approach, and they couldn't understand An Xuyao's thoughts now.

The eighteen banner soldiers took the swords in their respective hands and quickly went to the cave head mountain, wanting to intercept the ghost sword.

Old Taijun Murong turned around and faced the many families again: "I have taken this step, if you still want to turn a blind eye to this matter, I have nothing to say, I just ask for ...... After I passed away, my colleagues helped me take good care of my sweetness. ”

Bow your hand and lower your posture in front of the elders and heads of many families.

This made the hearts of everyone present move, and the people of the Lan family stood up first: "Add my share, we also have our share in killing the True Dragon Clan back then, and now, how can we let the Murong family bear all the consequences, that would be too unfair." ”

More than a dozen families in the back took a step forward one after another: "Add us." ”

"We'll go too."

"Old lady Murong, you are the most qualified to dominate us here, then, it is up to you to decide this war." Someone shouted.

Old Murong Taijun's eyes narrowed, with an unintentional smile in his eyes, he was very satisfied with their performance, stomped on his crutches and said: "Okay, good, since you are all willing to obey my arrangement, then I don't need to be polite, this matter is related to Los Angeles and the world, and our major families must work together." ”

"Yes." The major families shouted.

Old Taijun Murong assigned by name: "The head of the Lan family, lead your people to surround the entire Anyi Palace, set up a hard barrier, and you must not let the evil girl escape from it, nor let any of the evil girl's companions go." ”

The young head of the Lan family nodded and said, "Old Taijun, don't worry, my father died at the hands of the true dragon, and I am glad that this revenge can be avenged." ”

Old Lady Murong nodded lightly.

Then, let the other families control the fire, or control the fire, there are many things that the real dragon is afraid of, but they can also use what they are afraid of to counterattack the human race.

The sky was black and oppressive, and a large amount of black gas gushed out from the Anyi Palace.

"Let's see why Ghost Sword Sorrow hasn't come back yet." Ye Zhimad stood in front of 100,000 golden beetles, and these mountains of golden beetles were haunting the souls of the black beelets.

They were silvery-blue, and the light illuminated the surroundings, and it also illuminated Ye Zhimad's face pale.

An Yi walked over, stretched out his hand to put a cloak on her thin body, looked at the golden beetle and said, "Do you need my help?" ”

Ye Zhi swept wildly, coldly ignoring Anyi: "Why haven't you left yet?" Didn't I tell you that those who stay here have a higher chance of dying than they are alive? ”

An Yi laughed a few times, holding the piano with one hand, stroking the piano with the other, and gently playing a string with his hand, making a trembling tone, and said: "Ye Zhimad, who do you think you are, ordering me to go, I have to listen to you?" ”

Now she is the only one left, so how can he go alone.

Ye Zhimad frowned: "Yes, I can't order you, but if you die here, I won't give you back your life." ”