"It's over, the Gongsun family is finished" On a hillside a hundred miles away, Xuanyuan Yannian, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, looked at Zimu Mountain, and said with a gloomy face. Please remember our website: 匕匕奇小說xinЫqi.

At this moment, the mother mountain has been completely covered by the firepower of the Divine Sword Pavilion and the Dragon Knight, and the earth-shattering roar can be heard clearly even from a hundred miles away.

This battle, not only Xuanyuan Yannian is watching, other Yuanwu families are also watching, all forces in the southeast territory are watching, and even civilians within a radius of hundreds of miles are watching.

From Zimu Mountain, when the three big-headed dolls who stood up to the sky appeared, the people nearby heard the movement and looked up at the sky in the distance in surprise.

And when the Mother of the Mountain revealed her true face, everyone was shocked by the spirit of the mountain with a thousand hands and thousands of years, and they fell to their knees and prayed devoutly.

However, it didn't last long, the big-headed dolls fell one by one, and then the mother of the mountain, which for those natives who worshipped the god of the mountain, it was tantamount to the arrival of the end of the world, tantamount to the fall of the sky

Zimu Mountain is crying, the earth is crying, countless living beings are crying, and the entire southeast land is crying.

Xuanling Gongzi stood beside Xuanyuan Yannian, looking at the boiling mountains in the distance with deep eyes, his face did not change in the slightest, as if he had already seen this ending.

"Old man, it's over, in front of the dragon knight, you don't have any chance," Xuan Ling sighed lightly.

Xuanyuan Yannian nodded, and said in a low voice: "The old man just has a trace of extravagant hope, if Gongsun Dumu can appear and turn the tide of the tide, it may be a different situation." ”

Xuanling Gongzi smiled dumbly: "Old man, where are there so many ifs, even if there are ifs, if I guess correctly, Gongsun Dumu should be dead"

"Dead" Xuanyuan Yannian turned sideways and looked at Xuan Ling movingly.

Xuan Ling said lightly: "If you don't die, Xiao Qiang dares to risk your life, if you don't die, the Divine Sword Pavilion and the Dragon Knight dare to attack with all their might."

Xuanyuan Yannian was thoughtful, laughed at himself and said: "It seems that the old man overestimated the old ghost of Gongsun Dumu, but underestimated the little ghost Xiao Qiang"

"Since the old man has lost the will to fight, it's time to hand him over. Xuan Ling reminded.

"Surrender it now, wouldn't that chill the hearts of others" Xuanyuan Yannian couldn't help frowning, and then glanced at the thousands of masters standing under the hillside.

"Old man, hand over someone now, so that you can drag Xiao Qiang and them," Xuan Ling reminded again.

Xuanyuan Yannian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, turned around and said solemnly: "Tie up Xuanyuan Qi to Xuanyuan Zhenhai for me, and the army will march towards Zimu Mountain."

"Don't, don't, ancestor, I'm wronged, I don't know anything at all" Xuanyuan Qi was tied behind his back, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, refusing to leave, looking at Xuanyuan Yannian with pleading eyes.

Xuanyuan Yannian's heart tightened slightly, his eyes were full of gloom, and he waved his hand helplessly.

He also believed that Xuanyuan Qi was innocent, this kid had good talents, but he was greedy for money and lustful, and he had a sense of anger, so he would draw a sword and kill people at every turn, so he was assigned to Longhu Town by the family and became a leisurely leader.

How could such a person who has no restraint in himself be involved in such a big conspiracy

The old ancestor really wanted to keep Xuanyuankong's only son, but he couldn't ignore the interests of the family, and he couldn't ignore the whole game of chess they were playing.

It was Xuanling Gongzi, looking at Xuanyuan Qi who was dragged away, with a thoughtful look.

The battle of Zimu Mountain has ended, and the Gongsun Manor on Mother Mountain has become a ruin, and the entire mountain is covered with terrifying cracks, like a giant crawling on the ground with bruises.

The corpses of at least 8,000 people were scattered on this ruined land, and the noisy smoke and pink blood filled the air for a long time.

After this battle, all the strong men of the Gongsun family were wiped out, and most of the strong men who came to help were killed and wounded, and in terms of dragon knights, most of the dragons and dragon knights were wounded, and three dragons and five dragon knights were killed in the fierce battle, plus the three dragons and dragon knights lost before, although the loss was not large, it was also heart-wrenching.

In terms of the Divine Sword Pavilion, seven strong-level masters were killed, and the two hundred backbone disciples lost more than forty people, most of whom died in the enemy's counterattack before they died.

Several giants were unscathed, but they were all a little prostrated for a while because of the loss of vitality due to the fierce battle.

But there is no doubt that this is a hearty victory, and it has extraordinary significance for Xiao Qiang and the Divine Sword Pavilion.

There is nothing like iron blood and conquest to reflect the strength of a sect, and after this battle, the Divine Sword Pavilion will truly establish a powerful image in the eyes of the world

"Sword Spirit, Sword Spirit" Above the ruined manor, Xiao Qiang's Yuan Ling flew around, the five tripods on the top of his head whimpered, and the hilt of the artifact Yanlong Slash was held in his little hand, cheering loudly Yuan Ling.

When he broke through the seventh layer of the light curtain of the Great Array, he disbanded the sword body because of the forced breakthrough, and those flying swords and sword spirits were severely damaged, losing their spirituality and the sense between them and Xiao Qiang.

Xiao Qiang couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, although the sword spirit was not very friendly to him, but after all, he had been together for so long, and he was a child's temper, how could he really care

Little Bamboo Spirit, Jade Spirit, Little Tree, and Water Girl all called out to the sword spirit at the same time, and their anxious mood also infected Xiao Qiang, making Xiao Qiang more and more reluctant.

In a collapsed house, under the collapsed walls, a scarred little sword buzzed and trembled, but it couldn't lift itself, and it trembled vigorously.

"Sword Spirit" Xiao Qiang suddenly sensed the existence of the sword spirit, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, with a wave of his little hand, a light of law directly smashed the wall.

With a snort, the little sword finally flew up, and flew to Xiao Qiang's side excitedly, but when it sensed the hilt of Yan Long's sword, it couldn't help but stop.

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A white shadow peeled off the flying sword and burrowed into the hilt of the Yanlong Slash like lightning, the hilt trembled slightly, and the magic patterns on the hilt appeared, revealing an ancient and mysterious light, and then quickly disappeared.

Xiao Qiang was surprised, looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand in a daze, and when he sensed the existence of the sword spirit, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Ever since he got this hilt in the Dragon God Space of the Dragon God Temple, he had always thought that after the destruction of the Yanlong Slash, this sword hilt was just a remnant of the discarded sword, and it didn't have any energy or abilities.

Unexpectedly, the sword spirit could be stored in the hilt of the sword, doesn't that mean that the artifact Yanlong Slash may still have vitality again