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These Donglai Xuanjun, paid the price for their tactical choices, they had the idea of running away in all directions at first, and their positions were too scattered, but they were covered by Xu Yang with an eight-pole furnace, and under the sword of the Bright Sun, they fought separately, and they could not form an effective resistance at all.

This price is painful, a Xuanjun Ancestor has fallen.

The remaining seven Xuan Monarchs, after paying a great loss of Xuan power, finally gathered together in the sea of golden light.

"Hold on! This kind of powerful swordsmanship is probably comparable to the holy arts...... With Xu Yang's strength, Xuan Power will soon be exhausted. Cang Mang Hou Liu Wantong roared.

The seven Xuan Monarchs exploded their Xuan Power together, condensing into a transparent Xuan Force shield.

The protective shield built by the seven people together had enough strength to resist Xu Yang's Shining Sun Sword Technique.

"Dazzling Sun Sword, Second Form, Great Sun Dragon!" Xu Yang's left hand sword was directed, and under the traction of the blood drinking sword in his right hand, the endless golden divine sword suddenly gathered one after another, forming a large sun dragon that was more than 100 zhang long and agile and agile.

Xu Yang's current strength is infinitely close to the realm of King Xuan. And the higher the strength, the more he felt that these heaven-level mysticism, saint-level mystical arts, had almost endless power to open. The second form of the Radiant Sun Sword, the Great Daylight Dragon, was several times stronger than the first form.

The light dragon roared silently, the golden scales shone, and suddenly a hovering pounce, wrapped around the defensive shield formed by the seven Xuan Monarchs, and a strong strangulation force surged.

The protective shield was squeezed so loudly that the faces of the seven Xuanjun were a little solemn.

"You can't sit still, you must completely destroy this sword qi light dragon that Xu Yang conjured. Peng Yuanhai shouted, "I'll maintain the shield, and you will each perform your own mastery." Crush the light dragon!"

"Can you do it alone?" Some Xuanjun questioned, after all, this was putting his safety in the hands of Peng Yuanhai alone.

"Since I say so, it means that I am sure!" Peng Yuanhai hooked the seal with both hands, and suddenly printed it on his Xinghai position. Suddenly, this ancestor of the Peng family Xuanjun stood upright. The clothes bulged like sails, and the momentum increased several times.

"Lao Peng is desperate, I believe him!" Chongyang Hou's voice was heavy, like a hammer striking an anvil, "Now, you must let go of your suspicions. Co. Otherwise, we don't have the slightest chance of winning!"

Chongyang Hou pulled out a hairpin on his head, and under the infusion of Xuanli, a crimson sword was quickly formed.

The rest of the Xuanjun Ancestors were all stunned, they didn't expect it. This simple hairpin is actually a first-class treasure weapon, looking at the crimson hairpin sword, surging monstrous murderous aura, their eyes are straight.

"I'm afraid this is a Heavenly Rank Divine Weapon, and it's the kind of Existence that is close to a Holy Weapon," Bo Wanghou said angrily. "Chongyang Hou is right, now that the matter is now, you must work hard. ”

Bowang Hou Baiyang, with both hands on his shoulder sockets, chest, and the sea of stars, each slapped it, and a strange red light surged on his face, and a pair of eyes were even more red as blood.

"Xu Yang is dead, look at the old man's Huoyuan battle body!"

The body of a flame giant, from the body of Bowang Hou Baiyang. Walking out slowly, the giant was only three zhang tall at first, but after stepping out of the shield, it actually reached fifty zhang. A fierce and tyrannical aura surged endlessly.

"Spirit Tortoise Battle Body!"

"The Ice Mudra of the Dragon!"

"Heavenly Thunder Five Tribulations Xuangong!"

"Annihilation of the Demonic Light!"

Seven Xuanjun. To be able to cultivate to the Xuanjun realm, they are naturally not stupid people, they are very aware of the sinister nature of the form, and everyone has displayed the strongest mastery and bombarded the sword body of the Great Daylight Dragon.

Dozens of miles away from Zeng's manor, several mysteries stood and looked at this battlefield from afar. Without exception, they are all masters of the family in Donglai City.

"The thrilling battle is almost comparable to the battle of kings. A Donglai Xuanjun sighed.

"Boyang Hou, why don't you go to help the fist?" Another Xuanjun Ancestor, his face was full of red light, red as fire, and said with a smile.

"Ximihou, I think you also received a summons from Chongyang Hou asking for help, why don't you go?" Boyang Hou asked rhetorically.

Ximihou laughed: "Why don't you go, why don't I go." ”

The two looked at each other, and both saw a smile in each other's eyes.

"These Eight Great Xuanjun, if you fight with Xu Yang and lose both, that's the best," Boyang Hou's eyes flashed with a leisurely fire, "It has already fallen a ...... It looks like there will be people falling. The pattern of Donglai is about to change. ”

"Hey, you two, aren't you afraid that Xu Yang will sit big?" said a thin monkey-like Xuanjun smile.

"What are you afraid of, no matter how strong Xu Yang is, he is only crossing the river dragon, and he has no foundation in Donglai City. His purpose was not to encroach on the territory of these eight families, but only to eliminate the eight families. Once the Xuanjun of the Eight Great Families falls, the inheritance they left behind will definitely fall into our hands. Boyang Hou smiled slightly, "Ximi Hou, Ruijin Hou, I think we need to discuss it between us." ”

The red-faced Ximihou smiled: "Yes, how to divide the industries of these eight clans is indeed a problem. ”

In the royal city of Dongnae, inside the royal palace.

Two men in gold and silver robes stood at the door of a quiet room, walking anxiously around.

In the middle of the night, a gray-clothed servant with a blank face, holding a tray, walked out.

The silver-robed man saw a page of tissue paper on the tray, and hurriedly took it in his hand and opened it to read.

It only reads a short sentence: "Let him go." ”

The golden-robed man was stunned and said, "Father turned a blind eye to such a big matter? Could it be that these eight princes were allowed to die? As soon as they died, the inherent pattern was broken, and the Donglai Kingdom would definitely usher in chaos." ”

The silver-robed man put the tissue paper back on the tray and sighed, "No matter what, my father's will cannot be violated. Let's go, and don't disturb my father's retreat again. ”

The two men returned to the living room of the palace, and a group of old men wearing brocade robes and wearing the family emblems of the major families fell to their knees.

"I've seen two prison princes. ”

"Get up, all of you," the golden-robed man sighed, "and my father has decreed that he shall not interfere in this matter. ”

"What?" those old men from various families all looked panicked, "The eldest prince, the second prince, and the eight ancestors are all the pillars of the Donglai Kingdom, if something happens to them, what should they do?"

"Two princes, please think twice! For today's plan, we must mobilize all Xuanzong and Xuanjun in Donglai City to form a large array, completely kill that arrogant thief, and rescue the eight ancestors......"

"Shut up!" said the silver-robed man with a cold gaze.