With the fall of all the Black Prison Great World Commander-level powerhouses, the thousands of Black Prison Great World powerhouses who attacked the Spirit Immortal Pavilion this time were like headless flies without souls, scurrying around, losing their orderly organizers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Without the organizers, these powerhouses had a good set of equipment, but they had no choice but to be unable to produce any effect at all, and they were all taken down by the imposing disciples of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion.

The battle of Lingjian Mountain, the main peak of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion, also came to a complete end.

Fifteen warships, eight of which were completely destroyed by explosion, only seven of them became the trophies of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion, and also captured a thousand powerhouses in the Black Prison World, this battle can be said to be the only big victory in the Hidden Dragon World so far!

As the powerhouses of the Black Prison World disarmed and surrendered, the disciples of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion had red eyes and let out a heaven-shattering roar.

They waved the weapons in their hands and vented their inner excitement!

They have won, they have protected their homeland!

"Roar!!Long live the Lingxian Pavilion!"

Fu Ming's cloak was spreading, his eyes were shining, holding his silver spear, and he roared angrily, domineering and boundless!

Murong Wan cried with joy, and she didn't know what to say with joy...... She once thought that she and the others were going to die, the master was going to die, the junior brother was going to die, and the senior brother was going to die.

But now, everyone has survived, and the Lingxian Pavilion is still the Lingxian Pavilion, and it still stands in the Hidden Dragon World!

Yan Changge stepped on the void and came to Li Mu's side with one hand holding the Heaven Covering Seal, with a complicated look on his face.

"Good boy...... Thanks to you, otherwise...... Lingxian Pavilion may really be about to follow in the footsteps of the Nine Dragons Palace. Yan Changge sighed, his tone full of helplessness and sighs.

The Nine Dragons Palace was as powerful as the Lingxian Pavilion, but now it was reduced to ruins, with tens of thousands of disciples killed and wounded, and only a few remnants escaped.

Yan Changge, as the pavilion master of the Lingxian Pavilion, will inevitably have some sad feelings about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

"As a disciple of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion, it is my responsibility to do my best to protect the sect. Li Mu chuckled, he smiled very happily and easily.

The gray hair was stained with blood, and the white robe on his body was covered with blood as the breeze swayed gently, and the whole person was a little embarrassed.

"This is a friend from the Douqi World, Xue Zhiqian, who is very powerful. Li Mu introduced Xue Zhiqian, who was frowning at him, to Yan Changge.

Yan Changge saluted Xue Zhiqian slightly, Xue Zhiqian's strength was very strong, Yan Changge could feel it, judging from the sense of oppression on his body, Yan Changge even had some heart palpitations.

In fact, although Xue Zhiqian was only a Douhuang powerhouse, he was equivalent to a flower god, but he comprehended the realm, once he fought, he might not lose to Yan Changge.

"The pavilion master smiled, he is a friend of Li Mu's brothers, these people are also my three thousand worlds, but they are doing these humiliating things, which makes me embarrassed, and I ask the pavilion master to forgive me. Xue Zhiqiandao.

While the three of them were talking, they landed on the main peak of the Lingxian Pavilion, and many surviving disciples surrounded them

First of all, they saw Li Mu with gray hair, and they were shocked beyond their reach, they always thought that Li Mu had fallen.

Li Mu's appearance has not changed much, but his hair has turned gray and white due to excessive mental power consumption, and nothing else has changed.

Murong Wan looked at Li Mu happily, she had prayed many times in her heart, hoping that Li Mu would still be alive, but she didn't expect Li Mu to really not die.

After everyone greeted each other one by one, they began to deal with the issue of loot and prisoners, but Li Mu was worried about Luojian Pavilion in his heart.

Since the main peak has been attacked, the Luojian Pavilion, as a sub-pavilion, must have received some attacks, but as a sub-pavilion, the enemy must not have too many troops.

"I just got the news, the Flying Feather Pavilion and the Crazy Knife Pavilion have rebelled, and the Crazy Knife Pavilion is attacking the Heavenly Rune Pavilion with the help of the enemy, but the Heavenly Rune Pavilion is the spiritual rune research place of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion, it shouldn't be so easy to break through, Fu Ming! You lead three thousand disciples to help the Heavenly Rune Pavilion. ”

"Flying Feather Pavilion Ling Yun and the others are attacking the Falling Sword Pavilion, Li Mu, you go back to help, I want to come to the Falling Sword Pavilion with your help, there should be no big trouble in the Falling Sword Pavilion. ”

Yan Changge said, and simply arranged the division of labor.

Fu Ming soon received the order, and rushed towards the peak of the Tianfu Pavilion with three thousand disciples in a fierce manner, and the battle of the main peak was a great victory, they were full of confidence and excitement, and they were eager to destroy all the enemies.

Li Mu didn't say much, stepped on the Eight Extremes Sword, and galloped towards the position of the Falling Sword Pavilion.

Of course, Xue Zhiqian also followed Li Mu, Murong Wan, the girl, stomped her feet, and also stepped on the flying sword, following Li Mu, she said that she had a good relationship with Ni Yan and wanted to help.

After everyone left, Yan Changge ordered the rest of the disciples to clean up the mess, bury the disciples who fell because of the battle, and subdue the remaining seven warships on the sky dome for good study.

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Falling Sword Peak and Falling Sword Pavilion.

The sound of the battle resounded throughout the sky, the sword light and sword shadow, the yuan force sprayed thin, and the terrible fluctuations continued to bombard, causing the pavilion on the mountain peak to crumble and the rubble to fly!

Rumble!!

Chao Jiu Ge slashed out a sword fiercely, and it bombarded with the wind blown by Ling Yun's five feather fans, an explosion occurred on the sky, the aftermath rolled, and a staggered back, qi and blood tumbling.

Chao Jiu Ge clutched his chest, his face flushed, and blood slipped from the corners of his mouth, but his momentum did not weaken in the slightest, and he was still so fierce!

"Hahaha! Chao Jiuge, you obediently suffer death! You are not my Lingyun's opponent at all!"

Ling Yun laughed loudly, standing proudly in the void, wearing a shining spirit armor on his body, shocking his cultivation to the realm of transforming into a god.

After all, the half-step god transformation is not a god transformation powerhouse, and Chao Jiu Ge is a little reluctant to fight against Ling Yun at all, not to mention that there are two Black Prison Commander-level powerhouses wearing black spirit armor beside him.

The disciples of the Falling Sword Pavilion below had already fallen into a bitter battle, and the outer disciples had already been killed and injured, Yan Chen, Xiao Bo and others had killed to the point of madness, and their bodies were stained with blood.

Could it be that the Falling Sword Pavilion is really in danger of disaster this time?

Chao Jiu Ge felt a little sad in his heart, he felt a little powerless, no matter how powerful his strength was, he couldn't defeat Ling Yun, which made him feel a little aggrieved!

Thinking about when the first person under his Hidden Dragon World Transformation God had been so aggrieved, for a while, Chao Jiuge's qi and blood tumbled, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph! It's really a hard bone, but the Pavilion Master doesn't have time to waste with you, you can hit the road!" Ling Yun's long beard fluttered, his eyes suddenly became cold, his body suddenly crossed the void, the feather fan waved violently, and the wind howled, turning into a roaring wind dragon and slamming towards Chao Jiu Ge at the end of the strong crossbow!

"Die!!" Ling Yun's eyes were boiling with murderous intent, extremely hideous!

Suddenly, the killing intent in his eyes froze, and he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of Chao Jiu Ge in disbelief.

It was a gray-haired figure in dark red armor.

A brilliant and sharp sword slashed down, and the powerful wind dragon that Ling Yun blasted out was actually directly slashed and dissipated in the air!

"Lingyun old dog...... Dare to move me to fall into the Sword Pavilion, ...... today"

"You!will!!