Many people from the Qin family have already arrived in this courtyard.

They all came to die, but they didn't expect to see such a fight.

They also saw many unfamiliar faces appear around them, some of them were strong people, and some of them were not even cultivators.

These people don't know each other, but they all serve the same purpose, and they are inexplicably moved.

The bright Divine Hell Mountain armor was covered in lead dust, as if it had turned into a huge, wet mud puppet.

The desperately powerful divine smell that was sealed in this clay puppet at this time made them feel hopeful.

The Empress Dowager Tianxian, who was sealed in the armor of the Divine Hell Mountain, had a trace of strange emotions in her heart.

This weird mood is panic.

For many years, she only had this emotion in her heart when she faced Shen Yue and was sure that she was not Shen Yue's opponent.

Although this Divine Hell Mountain Armor temporarily sealed her, it did not allow her to have this emotion, and the generation of this emotion in her heart at this time was because she sensed a familiar aura.

That is the breath of what kind of cultivation.

It's just that this aura is younger than He Xiu's.

The disciple she knew was also here.

His disciple was also in Jiankang City.

Although He Xiu's disciple Xiuwei was still at a great distance from her, in this case, she knew that the other party still had the possibility of killing her.

......

A few miles away from the southeast corner of Qiyun College, there is an old bridge.

This bridge is built several times ago, ordinary stone arch bridge, in addition to the old in Jiankang City, it is very ordinary.

It's just that in the gap of the bridge, there is a pomegranate tree.

This pomegranate tree has a very difficult time to grow, but it has also grown more and more abundantly over the years.

Every year, when it bears pomegranates, it bears small pomegranates that are full of trees, which is very beautiful.

Pomegranates have many sons and many blessings in Jiankang, so this bridge is famous in Jiankang because of this pomegranate.

A practitioner stopped at the bridge.

He is long, calm, and dressed very ordinary, but for some reason, he always exudes a dusty temperament.

It takes too long to be out of the world to have such a temperament.

Almost no one in this world knows his name, but in the eyes of many people at this time, he is

It's another He practice.

He walked towards Qiyun Academy, stopping at this point because a person had appeared at the other end of the bridge.

A man of the most respected position in the city at this time.

Xiao Yan looked at the person who stopped in the middle of the bridge, and his face was a little pale today.

Since many years ago, this person has been one of the people he values the most, but before, like Shen Yue, he thought that this person was staying in the deserted garden, and he was by He Xiu's side for a long time. However, it wasn't until He Xian died that everyone discovered that this person had actually been out of the deserted garden.

After so many years, where this person went and what he did is a mystery to the whole world.

This is also the first time Xiao Yan has really seen this person, he looked at this person, of course, he knew very well what this person meant, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Are you really trying to stop me?"

The man on the bridge glanced at him and asked as if it were a matter.

Xiao Yan was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to ask such a sentence directly.

"You think clearly, is it really a good thing to stop me?"

The man on the bridge slowly raised his hand, nodded at the old book building of Qitian Academy, and said, "She is a real worry." ”

Xiao Yan lowered his eyelids, he thought about it seriously, and said in a deep voice: "She is my mother after all." ”

The man on the bridge glanced at Xiao Yan and stopped making a sound.

What he wanted to say had already been said, and the meaning in his eyes was very frank at this time.

He thinks that even if Xiao Yan wants to stop it, he may not be able to stop it.

It's just such a glance, but it makes many people nervous instantly.

Dozens of breaths bloomed in the streets and alleys behind Xiao Yan at the same time.

Those were all strong people, and many of them were from Nantian Temple.

The man on the bridge thought about it and made sure that he couldn't break through the blockade of these people, so he didn't move forward, just looked at Xiao Yan and said, "In this way, a lot of people will die." ”

He didn't leave directly.

Because Xiao Yan came here to see him, he also had to see Xiao Yan and these cultivators of the Southern Heavenly Academy.

Xiao Yan's face gradually became bitter, just like when he saw He Xiu in his early years, he looked at the person on the bridge with bitterness, "It must be like this?"

"It's hard to tell right from wrong in this world, but apart from this, it's that, there's no or this, or that. Especially for people like you, it's hard to get tangled

broken, but more chaotic. The man on the bridge said.

......

The old monk on the side of the old library fell down, and the blood had been drained from the countless small and transparent wounds on his body, and the wounds even glowed with crystal colors.

Song Qilin shattered one of his arms, and he spewed out all the true yuan, and his body could no longer support it, and he also fell to the ground.

A roar sounded inside the huge mud puppet-like Divine Hell Mountain Armor, and the entire old book building was about to fall.

"Trap her!"

Looking at the crumbling Divine Hell Mountain Armor and this old book building, the people who were originally in shock reacted and almost shouted in unison.

"Trap her!"

This cheering caused more people in the surrounding streets to respond, and many of the people who were out of breath ran out.

Among these people, some are even ordinary scholars, and some are even ordinary farmers, holding straw ropes and farm tools in their hands.

In the midst of dozens of shouts, a dense burst of lead bullets shot from all sides, landing on the Divine Hell Armor, followed by nets and ropes.

Along with it, there are also flying swords and arrows.

All kinds of forces continue to fall on this strongest armor of the Southern Dynasty.

The sand gathered into a tower, and the armor became even larger.

The Empress Dowager of Heavenly Sacrifice in the armor of the Divine Hell Mountain let out a loud roar.

She was furious again.

In this armor, her power is constantly suppressed, and in her perception, she seems to be able to shake this armor away, but because of these external forces, it is only a little short.

After the deaths of Shen Yue and He Xianxian, she never thought that she would be defeated or injured, so this meant that she didn't want to fight for the price of her injuries any time she used her strength before.

This shows that she has room for herself.

So she can naturally bloom with stronger strength.

In her angry roar, her clothes were almost transparent, and her skin radiated a dazzling light.

Puff puff puff.....

A lot of lead dust flew out of the cracks in the armor, like countless sharp black lines running in all directions.

On this clay puppet-like heavy armor, countless bright stars of light emanated, and the sporadic light was about to shine through the inside of the armor.

(End of chapter)