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The patriarch above the void sighed lightly. He looked back again at the exit of the forbidden land. There was a flash of gloom in his eyes.

"Why haven't they come out. There must have been some accident. "A big war. Let the patriarch's face return to the twilight again. Full of gray hair. Full of vicissitudes.

He prayed in his heart. I just wish I had arranged it all. There will be no surprises. from many years ago. He was just beginning to calculate what was happening now. He would arrange the guardian formation of the Sword Spirit Tribe at such a cost. Just to be able to stall for time.

There is no real god master in charge. This one was cut off from the sword soul. No one can change the first update.

But time has been delayed by them for so long. This sword soul has not even appeared. If there is an accident in the forbidden land. Then they sword spirit tribe this time. But the whole clan is really going to perish.

Looking down, I was already full of exhaustion. The face is unwilling. A disciple of the Sword Spirit Tribe with despair in his eyes. He sighed again.

"Patriarch. This time we. Is there any hope of winning? This was what a tribal disciple he was familiar with had just asked. But he couldn't answer. If it was before. He answered in the affirmative. Hopeful.

But now. Even they themselves are not very clear.

Three major tribes. This time, I really made up my mind. The elite was dispatched. He used all his strength to exterminate them. A monk of the late stage realm of the three major tribes of light yuan. Combined, there were more than eighty people. There are as many as three hundred masters in the Yuanying realm.

Such power. Enough to turn the entire desert upside down. How could it be that he, a tribe that had fallen behind, could resist?

People are not as good as heaven. Even if he does everything. I didn't expect it. Sword Soul will have an accident.

Take advantage of these countless formations. Dragged this completely one-sided war to the present. He did his best. Even if it is to kill tens of thousands of enemy cultivators. Destroyed dozens of masters of the Yuanying realm. But after all, it can't change the final outcome.

The power of these three tribes. Not all of them have been dispatched yet. Among them, the master of the god realm. It hasn't happened at all. The patriarch's eyes were like torches. Sweep the audience at a glance. In the end, it fell on the three protectors behind Jin Yi's three people.

From the righteous protector just now, he raised his hand and destroyed the heavens and the earth. The power of three moves will be the elder of the second sword spirit department. As a master of the late Yuan Infant realm, let's look at it. They are the strongest force in this place.

It seems that all are tired. At the moment, the war has stopped a little. Monks of the three major tribes. It's already retreated. A disciple of the Sword Spirit Tribe on the Holy Mountain. At the moment there are less than two thousand left. The whole of the Holy Mountain. It's already stained red with blood. Turned into a strange blood. Above the entire Holy Mountain. It's already full of corpses.

Zou Tianhai came to the patriarch's side. The elders of the Sword Spirit Division and the women of the four divisions also gathered together. Stood by the side of the patriarch. Here and now. There were only a dozen or so figures left. More and faster chapters are here.

It's them at the moment. All of them have weak breath. There was not a single person who was not seriously injured. Red has become the only color on their clothes. The evil qi had already overshadowed the coercion of the Yuan Infant Realm emanating from them.

This. Only after killing a lot of people. will appear.

"Patriarch. Does the Sword Soul really exist? "The elder of the sword spirit can't see what they looked like back then. At this moment, he has also become an old man. Full of vicissitudes. The voice is tired at the moment. Speak slowly.

"Even if it exists. Are they really able to condense the sword soul? Millennial time. Enough to wipe everything out. Not to mention an ethereal thing like a sword soul. "That's it. It is from the mouth of Zou Tianhai. At this time, he was also scarred. Exhausting. I can no longer see his rampant and domineering appearance before. More and faster chapters are here. The sword of evil in his hand. At this moment, it is not as sharp as before.

It's just the breath of this sword. It seems to have killed many people. Become tougher. The evil aura is stronger.

"Let's fight. This may be the last battle. Even if it's death. It's going to die vigorously. My monks. What a battle. The patriarch was silent. After a long time. It's a deep breath. Speak slowly.

He did not answer their questions. Instead, he said it.

"Whether the sword soul will come or not. Whether we have a sword soul or not. After this battle. It's all over. Whether the Sword Spirit Tribe is destroyed or rises again in the desert. After this war. We'll see. Ladies and gentlemen. Do your best. ”

"I'm a disciple of the Sword Spirit Tribe. Be the first to update the madness in your bones. as if a sword was unsheathed. Erupt at the moment. When shocking. ”

The patriarch's last words. He was the one who called it out. The roaring sound turned into thunder in an instant. The moment that spread all around. Make the clouds move. The sky cracks. The earth trembled. Mountains collapse.

War.

After all the Sword Spirit Tribe disciples roared in unison. The patriarch struck. The sword of faith in his hand is gone. In his place was his own natal artifact. That is, the sword that turned into a sword boat that carried Su Chuan to the forbidden land before.

With a tremor of the earth roared. The sword burst through the ground. It exudes an earth-shattering aura. The moment it fell into the hands of the patriarch. Suddenly the light was in full bloom.

The patriarch's gaze was firm. More and faster chapters are here. Its figure flickered in an instant. Hold this sword. Directly through the crowd. went straight to Jin Yi and the three of them.

Kill them. This was the only thought on the patriarch's mind at the moment.

The patriarch was fast. His momentum is even more unstoppable. It's just coercion. He will suddenly rush out and want to stop him by several Yuanying masters.

But just when he rushed out a few feet again. From both sides of him. There are a few people who exude the coercion of the late Yuan Infant realm. Straight for him. Stopped him again.

After a terrifying roar. Blood erupted from the patriarch's mouth. Like an arrow off the string. Fly back upside down. And a few people who stopped him. It's the same blood spurting out. Fly back upside down. Even one of them fell straight out of the void. Slammed to the ground.

"Patriarch. ”

I saw the figure of the patriarch like an arrow. The blood in his mouth sprayed backwards like rain. The disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe looked even more hideous and crazy. Suddenly they all yelled.

"This battle. It's over. Sword Spirit Tribe. Destroy it ever since. ”

Right now. A soft sigh came from the void. It seems to be announcing the fate of the Sword Spirit Tribe. The voice was wafting. It was directly transmitted to the ears of the disciples of each sword spirit tribe. made him heart. Despair is even greater.

The patriarchs are all defeated. Who else are they. Able to save it all. Able to save the fate of the Sword Spirit Tribe.

When they saw the monks of the three divisions coming up like a tidal wave again. More and faster chapters are here. In the hearts of all the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe. All echoed in unison with the voice that had just sounded.

Maybe. Just as the voice says. This battle. It's almost over.

Sword soul, sword soul. You...... When will it be able to appear.

The patriarch closed his eyes. By his side. There have already been three monks in the late Yuan Infant realm. And he. Unable to fight again.

The elder of the Sword Spirit Division closed his eyes. By his side. There are already three monks in the late Yuan Infant realm with a hideous smile. Surrounded them. He. Unable to fight again.

Zou Tianhai was unwilling. I closed my eyes. It's the same. There were also a few people around him who were bloodthirsty. Surrounded them. He...... Unable to fight again.

The woman in the fourth division of the sword spirit had tears flickering. Also at this moment...... I closed my eyes. She was powerless to fight again.

The remaining law enforcement elders closed their eyes. The remaining monks closed their eyes. The rest of the Sword Spirit Tribe disciples were all at this moment. Qi Qi closed his eyes.

In the hearts of all people, I think. This battle. It's finally coming to an end.

But in the next moment. The patriarch's eyes suddenly opened and closed again. A monstrous essence was revealed. Suddenly stunned. Turning his head sharply. He looked behind him.

The same is true for the Sword Spirit Elder. He looked back sharply. Zou Tianhai. The elder of the four divisions of the sword spirit. Disciples of all. Turn back in unison in an instant. He looked behind him.

All the monks of the three departments of the Kin-civil engineering. It was also at this moment that Qi Qi's eyes flashed. He looked ahead. Jin Yi's expression changed. Suddenly. Mu Wuling's brow, which had never moved, finally frowned. Look up. Lan Nu's eyes blinked. Curious. looked over.

Even the three behind them who had never spoken. It is also to look up in an instant. Revealing the essence. Looked over.

That...... It's a gust of wind.

It blew from behind the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe. It blew from the forbidden land. Blowing out of the land of hope in their hearts.

After that gust of wind. It was filled with an earth-shattering sword aura. Unmatched. Indescribable sword aura. The moment when the sky was scattered. Everything that makes this moment in the moment. Momentary stillness.

Like the sky and the earth. are all imprisoned. The clouds are no longer surging. The sound no longer spreads. The earth will no longer tremble. The beast no longer roars. The monk no longer breathes. Even this rain. Also in an instant. Stopped in mid-air.

This sword qi ...... Blockbuster.

In this earth-shattering sword aura. There is also a ghostly aura that makes everyone's expressions change drastically. It's this ghostly breath. Turned into the wind. Swept the void.

In a flash. A dark shadow appeared in everyone's sight. Float in the void. Slowly.

"What's that. Everyone was stunned. Looked over. Doubts in my heart.

The next moment. The dark shadow was clear. What the crowd saw. It's a figure. Armed with a sword. Foot in the void. Slowly walking from the edge of the sky. Gradually revealing his youthful face.

"Who he is. There is such a powerful coercion. "I saw this figure walking slowly. Everyone seemed to have forgotten everything around them. This is the only doubt. Haunting the heart.

"Su ...... Pastor Sue. The patriarch spoke. He was the first to recognize. This person is Su Chuan.

"Su Daoyou. "Recognized after the patriarch. and Zou Tianhai. Qian Rong. Zou Dong. At the moment, they are all muttering.

"Who he is. Sword Spirit Tribe. There is no such person. "Only other tribes. But no one recognized Su Chuan. At the moment, I am even more confused.

When Su Chuan approached. When everyone saw the sword soul in his hand. Feeling this powerful sword qi emanating from that sword soul. All the Sword Spirit Tribe disciples. It boiled.

They trembled and spoke.

"Sword Soul. Sword Soul ...... This is Sword Soul. The sword soul appeared. The sword soul has finally appeared. ”

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