"You're. The remnants of the cang!"

Sang Luo kicked on top of him, and the smile on his face grew cold,

"The remnants of the cangwu? I don't like to hear that, so change it!"

The third elder of the Shen family was frightened by her momentum, and then shouted at the top of his voice,

"Even if you kill me, you will be a remnant!"

Sang Luo was a little surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect the Shen family to have such hard bones?!

So she turned her sword slightly, put it directly on the neck of the third elder, and said to the others,

"Either surrender and confess to the Lord, or go with the three elders!"

The cold blade of the blade refracted the sunlight blindly, and the long sword pierced through the flesh and flesh, spilling a trace of blood.

The rest of the Shen family elders all changed their faces,

"This is the top of the clouds, you are too rampant!"

"I could be more rampant."

With a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, Sang Luo released the trance-like Shen Jibai from the Vientiane Spirit Bell, and then cut off his head with a sword.

Shen Ji's blood was splashed on the spot, and before he could react, the person was gone.

Chu Yanshu saw the right time and directly crushed the scattered remnant souls.

The head rolled on the ground, blood was spilled on the ground, and the former young master of the Shen family died without turning a blind eye.

Rao is several elders of the Shen family have gone through ups and downs and power struggles for many years, but they have not seen such a scene for many years, and another elder fainted.

That was the young master of his Shen family, the most talented disciple in the Shen family's lineage, who was killed!

The Vientiane Spirit Bell expanded inch by inch, and the spiritual breath rotated continuously, enveloping the entire Shen family.

Sangluo kills, it protects Sangluo.

And among these elders, there are always wise people.

"I confess the Lord."

The five elders took the lead and knelt at Sanglu's feet,

"I swear that in this life, I will recognize the current head of the family as the master, live forever, and use it for the head of the family, and never disobey!"

Duan Wuxian is also regarded as the bloodline of the Shen family, and now that he has passed the trial of inheriting the blessed land, he is the next head of the Shen family!

He believes that the head of the family is the master, and it is not considered a disobedience!

With the beginning of the five elders, several other elders also swore one after another,

"I swear that in this life, I will recognize the current head of the family as the master, live forever, and use it for the head of the family, and never disobey!"

And the three elders who were held by Sang Luo's long sword around their necks didn't have to be hard for long, and they also swore an oath.

Duan Wuxian glanced at the three elders and began to mutter,

"Wouldn't you rather die than give in?"

The cruel words have been released, don't you lose your face?

The third elder lowered his head and didn't look at him, slandering in his heart, he just said that she was a remnant of Cangwu, and he didn't say that he would rather die than give in.

This head of the family has a bad memory.

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In the mountains of Lei Haidao, I don't know how long it took, Lin Qinghan opened his eyes with difficulty.

He didn't even die.

Wentian, why don't you kill him?

Do you want to use him as bait to lure them into the bait?

The young man lay on the ground for a long time before he breathed the chaotic spiritual breath in his body and stood up strongly.

There are walls of ice everywhere, and the sun is dazzling, but it is biting cold.

At this time, he was a little weak, and he couldn't absorb all the extremely cold qi into his body.

"Are you awake?"

A deep voice came from behind him, and Lin Qinghan subconsciously turned around and looked at the throne.

The man sat on a throne made of ice and snow, dressed in a purple fairy robe, playing with his immortal slaying in his hand.

"I really didn't expect that after so many years, I would be able to see the Immortal Sword again."

Lin Qinghan raised his eyes to look at the man, and was about to speak, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the plain-clothed woman trapped in the big array on the right side of the throne, and his pupils shrank.

"First Snow Sword Venerable!"