The remnant elder disciples of the Xuanjian Holy Land who were trapped in the Sword Pavilion were holding the will to see death as home, waiting for death to come.

They knew that no one would come to their rescue.

If anyone was willing to make a move, they would have done so long ago during the battle of annihilation.

How could they wait until the dust settles to offend the Vientiane Immortal Sect?

But at this moment, a burst of fighting suddenly broke out in the distance.

Subsequently, the Vientiane Great Array, which had just been arranged by the Vientiane Immortal Sect, was actually activated.

Thundered!

The battle in the distance became more and more intense, and all kinds of spiritual lights were presented colorfully.

Just the aftermath of the power that erupted had already set off a violent hurricane on the land.

Soon, even the Vientiane disciples besieging the Sword Pavilion all ran to support.

The remnants of the Elder Disciples of the Xuanjian Holy Land watched this scene in amazement, not knowing what was happening.

After the Vientiane Immortal Sect annexed the Xuanjian Holy Land, its strength would only go to the next level, and at this time, someone had just come to pick up the tiger's whiskers?

Could it be that the Great Feather Dynasty and the Vientiane Immortal Sect had an uneven distribution of spoils, and there was internal strife?

Right!

It must be so!

Otherwise, a battle of this scale would not have been possible by ordinary forces!

Anyway, there is no good thing, so let them dog-bite the dog!

The remnants of the elder disciples had a little joy in their hearts.

However, they also know very well that even if the two sides are infighting, they still have no hope of escaping.

First, the two sides and the Xuanjian Holy Land have already formed a mortal enmity, no matter who is the ultimate winner, it is impossible to let them go!

The second is that these elder disciples have been overdrawing their potential to support the prohibition left by the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion, and they are already at the end of their crossbows, even if they are given a chance, they have no strength to escape.

Bang!

Another bang!

The Vientiane Great Array shattered, and a man like a fairy in the dust walked out of the big array, and the one under his feet was the Yuan Infant of Fuyun Zhenren.

Breaking through the Vientiane Great Array and killing Fuyun Zhenren was actually him?

It's just one person!

No, there is one more!

Behind the fairy-like man is a girl who is too beautiful to speak.

No matter how you look at it, it looks a little familiar.

"Elder, is that girl Senior Sister Jiang Ling'er?" A disciple asked curiously.

Elder Geng Chen shook his head: "This woman can stand in the air without a magic weapon, at least she has a god transformation stage cultivation, it can't be Jiang Ling'er." ”

And there is one thing he didn't say, that is, this girl is too beautiful, ten times more beautiful than Jiang Ling'er.

Of course, he can't say this, otherwise it will be easy to be muttered that he is not serious.

"Elder look, what is she going to do?"

In front of everyone's eyes, the girl who looked like Jiang Ling'er took out a fiery red fan and slapped it fiercely.

In the distant sky, the sky was clear, but a fiery red halo suddenly appeared, like a red glow.

In the red glow, the elder disciples of the Vientiane Immortal Sect who occupied the Xuanjian Holy Land were fleeing in a hurry, but from Qi cultivation to merging, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, they all quickly turned into ashes.

The power of a fan is terrifying!

"I'll just say it's not Jiang Ling'er......"

Geng Chen muttered with a dull expression.

I thought that the immortal man was the master, but I didn't expect this girl to be so terrifying!

No, this woman looks like a young girl!

Maybe it's actually an old monster that has lived for thousands of years!

Otherwise, how could it be so terrifying!

A man and a woman, with a raised hand and a foot, swept away all the people of the Vientiane Immortal Sect in the Xuanjian Holy Land, making the remnants of the Xuanjian Holy Land all dumbfounded and in disbelief for a while.

"Elder, they're coming......"

At this time, a disciple reminded.

Two streams of light in the distance soon descended outside the Sword Pavilion.

"Elder Geng, Senior Brother Sun...... It's great that you're still alive! Jiang Linger happily greeted everyone.

"You, are you really Jiang Ling'er?" Geng Chen was still a little incredulous.

It's only been a long time, how can Jiang Ling'er be so powerful?

"Elder Geng, you forgot, I also ripped off your beard when I was a child!" Jiang Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said.

"It's really you little girl." Geng Chen's old face flushed, and he looked at Ning Haoyuan beside her, and suddenly said in shock: "You, you are ......"

It was a little far away just now, and he couldn't really see it, but now as soon as Ning Haoyuan approached, he immediately found that this person actually looked exactly like the portrait of Master Su Wuji, the ancestor of the ancestral hall.

Jiang Ling'er introduced: "That's right, this is the true ancestor of our Xuanjian Holy Land!" I was hunted down all the way, and talked about the vicinity of the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land, fortunately, the ancestor took action, and I was saved from bad luck, and my current cultivation is also due to the ancestor! ”

"It's really your old man, and the revival of my Xuanjian Holy Land is hopeful!"

Geng Chen bowed down tremblingly, and the old tears were all over the place.

"Meet the Ancestor!"

The other disciples also knelt down excitedly.

Ancestor Su Wuji once said that his master had great powers, but he couldn't leave the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land.

After the decline of the Xuanjian Holy Land, he also secretly sent people to look for this ancestor, but he never found anything.

Many people suspect that this patriarch no longer exists in the world, or has ascended to the upper realm.

Unexpectedly, he was still in the human world!

This is undoubtedly great news for Geng Chen, the elder disciples who are loyal to the Xuanjian Holy Land!

They are not afraid of death, but they are only afraid that the inheritance of the Xuanjian Holy Land will be cut off in their own generation.

Otherwise, they would really be sinners through the ages.

When I went to Jiuquan, I had no shame to face the ancestors and ancestors of the Xuanjian Holy Land!

"You still haven't given in to the enemy, it's good!"

Ning Haoyuan looked at these junior disciples with some appreciation, this unyielding steel and iron bone is very in line with Su Wuji's style of the kid, although he has soared, but the inheritance left behind has inherited this style.

Of course, the source is still on Ning Haoyuan.

He has always focused on teaching students according to their aptitude.

Su Wuer's kid has loved to cry since he was a child, and Ning Haoyuan taught him to have a little backbone, not to become a little crying bag when he encounters a little blow.

It seems to be working out now.

"Old Ancestor, you see that Elder Geng and they are all about to run out of oil, can you help them."

Jiang Ling'er tugged at Ning Haoyuan's sleeve and said coquettishly.

Geng Chen's appearance of these hundreds of people is indeed a bit miserable.

All of them are skinny and bone, and their bodies are swaying, looking like candles in the wind.

They have been overdrawing their lives to stimulate the Sword Pavilion prohibition and resist the attacks of the Vientiane Immortal Sect, and now they have already reached the limit of their bodies.

They still had a high level of cultivation to support until now, and those disciples below the Yuan Infant had already become a cold corpse, lying on the floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"Don't bother the ancestor, our life potential is exhausted, and we can't live long, I just hope that the ancestor can be rescued by the elder disciples captured by the Vientiane Sect and the Great Feather Dynasty, and I will be blind to death."

Geng Chen smiled bitterly.