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Looking at the deformed weapons and magic weapons scattered on the ground, Miao Jiang, the pavilion master of the Glory Pavilion, and several elder protectors were buzzing in their heads, and they couldn't believe their eyes. [Full text reading]

Could it be that Miao Fei and them really suffered an accident

This thought arose in their minds, and the first thing that came to them was not anger, but fear

What kind of person can kill Miao Fei and them, and even destroy their magic weapons

Xuan soldiers and magic weapons have always been the second life of cultivators, especially Miao Fei, who has been by their side for at least ten or twenty years, and the mysterious teenager in front of him can take them out, which can only show that this young man has something to do with everything

Miao Jiang's eyes froze, and he said astringently, "Your Excellency must be the owner of Diaoyu Island, Ye Ren."

Xiao Qiang said indifferently, "Yes, it's down." ”

Miao Jiang's cheek muscles twitched, his eyes were red, and he wanted to rush to kill Xiao Qiang now and avenge his eldest brother and dead subordinates, but he knew that he couldn't.

Suppressing the fear and resentment in his heart, Miao Jiang said astringently, "Lord Yedao, you guys are too vicious."

Xiao Qiang smiled coldly, "Wouldn't it be vicious to let them break through Tujia Town and kill everyone?"

Miao Jiang's heart twitched again, and although his divine sense had already been opened, his eyes still glanced around uneasily.

Miao Jiang didn't dare to act rashly, Xiao Qiang was able to kill Miao Fei's three powerhouses, and there were more than a hundred elite disciples, so naturally he also had the strength to kill them all, otherwise, how could he ask for the guilt.

It is likely that there are more powerful opponents hidden around them, and they may even be innate powerhouses

Others don't know, Miao Jiang knows too well the gap between the acquired strong and the innate strong, this gap is not just a word, but a gap between the sky and the underground

As long as there is an innate powerhouse hidden behind Xiao Qiang, who can kill all the people in the Glory Pavilion, Miao Jiang will not dare to take this risk no matter what.

Thinking like electricity, Miao Jiang puffed out his cheeks, his murderous aura relaxed, bowed to Xiao Qiang, and said humiliatingly, "Lord Yedao, this matter is completely arbitrary and reckless by Elder Miao Fei, and it has nothing to do with my Glory Pavilion."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Glory Pavilion were overshadowed, and several elders and Dharma Protectors also gave up the killing machine in despair, their eyes full of sadness and unwillingness.

They knew very well that the Pavilion Master's choice was the wisest.

Xiao Qiang's face was also gloomy, and his heart hesitated.

Xuandian is already secretly cleaning up the disciples near the Glory Pavilion, but when it is cleaned up, Xiao Qiang and Xuandian will unite to completely eradicate the Glory Pavilion and eliminate the hidden dangers of the slaughtering family.

But he didn't expect that this pavilion master would be so forbearing, ignoring the deep hatred, and instead bowing down to him to make amends.

Xiao Qiang had to admit that this Miao Jiang was indeed a person, and he could afford to put it down, which made Xiao Qiang feel even more at ease, and felt that keeping Miao Jiang was definitely a hidden danger.

However, raising his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Miao Jiang's humble attitude really couldn't arouse his murderous intent.

Forget it, let's leave it to the third princess to solve it.

Xiao Qiang hesitated for a moment, and the murderous aura that escaped from his body gradually converged.

He glanced coldly at Miao Jiang and the people of the Glory Pavilion, turned around and strode away.

roar

A dragon roar echoed in the night sky, Xiao Qiang's heart was shocked, and he stopped abruptly.

He stood there silently, his clothes rattling in the wind, the flickering red light behind him reflecting him, casting a fleeting shadow forward.

Countless black soot fluttered in the wind, swept past him, and dissipated into the night sky.

The flickering red light quickly faded, and Xiao Qiang's figure fell back into darkness.

Xiao Qiang's eyes drooped, looking at the black ash that slipped past his boots, and the corners of his mouth hooked a helpless wry smile.

Although this result was not what he wanted, it was what he thought in his heart, Xuandian, and did what he couldn't do.

All of them were dead, dead by the roar of the Darkbolt and the burning of the dragon's breath, and there was not even a slag left.

Suspended in mid-air, he patrolled the surroundings for a while, collected all the weapons scattered in the ashes, and threw them directly in the direction of the sea.

By the time Xiao Qiang and Xuandian left this small island, all traces had been erased, and the Glory Pavilion, which was once in the limelight, seemed to have never existed.

Early in the morning, the residents of Tujia Town got up early and started their busy day.

The ground outside the entrance of the town was a little charred, but other than that, there was nothing unusual about it, and the residents who came in and out of the town would consciously glance around, as if trying to figure out what had happened last night.

Last night they were alerted by the town, and they all hid in the secret passage, and even the samurai who stayed outside did not approach the entrance of the town, according to them, they heard a few roars, saw a firelight, and then, there was no more.

In the heart of the town, in the room of the mansion, Tu Jiaojiao sat on the bed, holding a lifelike peach crystal in her hand, in a daze.

In a moment, her tears dripped down like pearls, smashed on the peach crystal, and bloomed into crystal water.

Xiao Qiang left, as if he hadn't been here, but Tu Jiaojiao knew that he had indeed come.

Three days later, in the East China Sea, a desolate island, a desolate island, suddenly, a giant dragon rose to the sky, circled for a week, and flew towards the blue sea.

"Xiao Qiang, since you have already breathed well, I will take you to the undersea wind tunnel. Xuandian flew forward against the sea, sending out a thought towards Xiao Qiang.

Xiao Qiang stood on the back of the dragon and asked, "Xuandian, what is the undersea wind tunnel?"

Xuandian explained, "I can't tell you the specifics, in short, in the depths of the seabed, there is a canyon isolated from the seawater, probably because of the flow of ocean currents, where the wind is very strong, and it has accumulated hundreds of millions of years of wind attribute spiritual power, which is an excellent place for cultivation." ”

"Have you been to the bottom of the sea?" asked Xiao Qiang in surprise.

Xuandian smiled and said, "Of course I've been there, the dragon clan is born to avoid water and fire, and there's no place we can't go." It's funny to say, I have always regarded the seahorse as a dragon, and I chased it for a long time before I found out that I was wrong, and this unintentional harvest was the discovery of the existence of an undersea wind tunnel. ”

Xiao Qiang couldn't help laughing, the last dragon in this plane was killed by Xuandian, it is estimated that this guy has always felt guilty in his heart, so he wants to make up for it.

Compared with the dark dragon who slaughtered the Glory Pavilion a few days ago, Xiao Qiang still likes the current Xuandian, a little shy and a little melancholy.

He also likes his current self, not having to face death and killing, it is a very comfortable thing, if the undersea wind tunnel is really as divine as Xuandian said, then when he comes out of the wind tunnel, he will definitely be able to advance to the strong