Qingyu was speechless in his arms, how could he be so favored by the gods.

He had made up his mind to stand opposite everyone, but after all, he was too weak, and his two-hundred-year cultivation was no different from a mortal in the cultivation realm.

Looking at the extremely weak Xijing, his heart was desolate.

The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon.

At the moment when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he felt that the spiritual platform was clear for a while, his anger and sorrow were all gone, his whole body was comfortable, and his sense realm was improved for a while.

Qingyu entered a period of distraction.

"Immortal elders, are you satisfied with this result?" Qingyu took a step out with the mirror in his arms, his eyes calm, and there was anger hidden in his eyes.

Even if his realm rises suddenly, he is still a junior in the distraction period, so there is no need to be afraid of him.

But most people still take a step back, and just one step represents timidity.

Only the head and a few elders stood in place without any retreat, their eyes staring at the already unconscious Xijing, and the magic weapon in their hands was tightened again.

"Are the seniors going back on their word?" Qingyu firmly hugged the seemingly unconscious tide mirror, and had already formed a defensive enchantment in his thoughts.

The highest cultivation here is the head of the merger period, and there is still room for struggle when one realm is missing.

The head of the sect sacrificed the magic weapon, and the companions around couldn't help but exclaim.

"Senior brother! This...... To deal with juniors in the fit period, don't use this! ”

This magic weapon between words is very powerful, and at the same time, it will also have certain side effects that harm itself.

It was a bow that looked so rustic that it didn't even differ from the bow used by hunters. There are no flashy colors, no precious metals, and no curiosities.

Many of the people who saw this magic weapon for the first time whispered to the elders on the side.

The elder eagerly explained: "This is an artifact, it is left in the world by the gods to seal the demons, and the demons have been stored in the sealed demon cave since they were wiped out, and the head of the sect also obtained it unintentionally." ”

Between the words, the head has already drawn his bow.

There were no arrows on the bow, and the string was pulled apart little by little, and it seemed like it took a lot of force to pull it apart.

At the same time, a dark cloud faintly condensed above the head of the master, gradually expanding, and lightning flashed and thundered.

It's the clouds.

Xijing knew that the weight of the oracle to the cultivation realm was very important, and they would not easily give up the opportunity to kill the evil demons. In their opinion, it is a great honor to sacrifice themselves to save the common people, and they have no regrets in dying.

Breaking the oath was to be expected.

Her abolition of cultivation alone can be regarded as a bitter ploy, one is to let the immortals relax their vigilance, the second is to make Qingyu believe in herself, and the third is to cultivate.

Hurting the Yuan Infant and breaking the spiritual root is a stage that she must go through in the exercises she uses, and she can only be reborn after bathing in fire.

I wanted to use the thunder to destroy the master, but I didn't expect that the other party would have an artifact to help, and I am afraid it would be even more difficult.

The bow was gradually full, and at the same time as the string was full, a sharp arrow appeared on the bow, compared to the simplicity of the bow, this arrow was glowing with golden light, and the flow on it was all spells, and I don't know what material it was made of, revealing a chill of slaughter.

The arrows flew towards the tide mirror quickly, and she naturally couldn't pretend to be stunned anymore.

The enchantment of the green jade can't block the attack of the artifact at all, and only the Dan Furnace Magic Robe can try it.

"Master, be careful!" Xijing decisively stood in front of him, spreading his arms and letting the arrow shoot at the robe.

"God!" Qingyu didn't have time to think, so she hugged her and turned around, using her back to block the arrow.

Although he used all his strength to defend and used the spirit sword to protect his body, he was still targeted by arrows into three points, and his powerful divine power also shocked him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The pupils of the mirror constricted.

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