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"Kill, haha, my sons and daughters of the Sword Spirit Tribe are doing well!" The elder of the Sword Spirit Division laughed wildly, then turned around and raised his hand to turn into a palm, and shot it towards the Yuan Ying master of the Golden Spirit Tribe in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang!

The roar immediately echoed, that person's cultivation was not in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and in the face of the strength of the peak realm of the late Yuan Infant of the Sword Spirit, he could not resist at all, and he died directly in this palm, and his soul was scattered.

"Hmph, old horseman, old man will meet you. But at the moment when this person had just died, from that void, there was a cold snort, but a monk in a gray robe instantly appeared in front of the elder of the Sword Spirit and stopped him.

This person was an old man who was standing in the golden chariot before, standing with that Jin Yi, and his cultivation was also the peak of the late Yuan Infant period.

The momentum of the two exploded, and soon they were entangled and fighting together, instantly setting off earth-shattering fluctuations, turning into a roar, and constantly coming out.

On the other side, when the Second Elder of the Sword Spirit took action to kill a master of the early stage of the Yuan Infant of the Wood Spirit Tribe, he also rushed out of a master of the late Yuan Infant realm from the Wood Spirit Tribe, and fought with the Second Elder of the Sword Spirit.

For a time, the magic power continued, and the roar was monstrous.

Sword Spirit Sanbu Zou Tianhai, holding the golden sword that has no sword soul, exuding a shocking momentum, at this moment he has no hidden strength, the strength of the peak of the late Yuan Infant has completely exploded, relying on this powerful sword of evil energy, it is actually one enemy three, with his own strength to drag the three masters of the late Yuan Infant realm.

Although he has ambitions, although he hopes to get the sword soul, although he aspires to be the patriarch, but at this moment, the life and death of the tribe, the whereabouts of the sword soul are uncertain, he should also focus on the overall situation, he is a hero, and he should also fight bravely to kill the enemy.

At the beginning of this war, he had already told his only son Zou Dong that a good man should have great ambitions, but when the tribe is in trouble, he should abandon his personal thoughts and live and die with the tribe.

If the sword soul appears, he should also fight for the sword soul with all his might, whether it is by means or conspiracy, and he must also win the position of patriarch.

Seeing the disciples of his sword spirit three divisions under him die one by one, Zou Tianhai suddenly laughed, and the momentum of his whole body exploded again, and the sword of evil qi in his hand was violently waved, and the evil qi was suddenly shocking. and the three masters of the late Yuan Infant realm beside him fought together again.

The elder of the four divisions of the sword spirit is a woman, and around her, there are dozens of monks from the tribal alliance, and their cultivation levels are uneven, and they all have the Dan Yuan Infant.

At this moment, his long skirt is flying, and the sleeves are fluttering, like a fairy woman who does not eat fireworks in the world, but this is the case, her long skirt sleeves are like extremely powerful weapons, and every time she flies, a monk dies, and in this short time, it is where she is, killing the most enemies.

On another battlefield, the elders of several departments of the Sword Spirit Tribe were also fighting bloodily, and among them was Qian Rong, the sword refining master of the Sword Spirit Third Division, at this moment, his long hair was fluttering, holding a silver long sword, the cold light was flickering, and he was fighting with several masters of the Yuan Infant Realm.

The battlefield on the earth is a battle between the disciples of various tribes, among them, Zou Dong is also in the list, his cultivation is not high, but the battle at this moment is also extremely brave, the sword taken from Su Chuan's hand is in his hand, I don't know if this sword has been re-refined, at this moment in his hands, it is actually exuding a good breath, so that around him, there are already lying corpses of the disciples of the Earth Spirit tribe.

The roar in the sky, the shouts in the sky, and the killing in the sky made this time quickly a day pass.

In one day, the blood flowed like a river, the corpses were like mountains, the evil spirit was like a prison, and the murderous spirit was like a demon.

Although at this moment, the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe burst out with their unprecedented energy, but in the face of this enemy surging like a tide, they also died heavily, and the remaining disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe at this moment were less than three thousand.

But even the remaining 3,000 people, the aura they emitted is still earth-shattering.

War can destroy a tribe, but also a tribe can rise again, among the remaining three thousand disciples, they are definitely the elite of the Sword Spirit Tribe, all of them are strong, in their hands, each person is no less than ten heads.

A strong evil aura and murderous aura emanated from them, making these three thousand disciples stand together, comparable to the momentum emanating from thirty thousand monks, majestic and vast.

After several major tribes paid thousands of losses to each tribe, they finally narrowed the encirclement of the Sword Spirit Tribe again.

Above the void, in the battle of the masters of the Yuanying realm, the elder of the second sword spirit department has fallen, and he is also the first master to fall in the peak strength of the late Yuanying stage in the entire war.

After him, a master from the late Yuan Infant realm of the Wood Spirit tribe also fell, this person was killed by the patriarch using the sword of faith after fighting to the death with the second elder of the sword spirit!

After the two of them, an elder of the Sword Spirit Tribe actually chose to self-destruct, and with the power of his Yuanying realm's self-detonation, he actually took away two mid-Yuan Infant monks from the Golden Spirit Tribe, a late Yuan Infant monk from the Earth Spirit Tribe, and hundreds of disciples from various departments.

This person's self-explosion has also become the most shocking scene in the entire war, and his death is shocking to anyone in the Sword Spirit Tribe.

No one would have thought that a Keqing monk would choose to pay such a price for their tribe, and at the moment when he blew himself up, all the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe roared in unison, tears streaming down their faces, and they became even more crazy.

The patriarch and the other Sword Spirit Tribe elders were also shocked, moved to the extreme, and looked up to the sky and roared. At this moment, there is no complete place on their bodies, their clothes are ragged, and they are stained with blood, like crazy people, and the moment they look up to the sky and roar, they look even more hideous.

No one was able to survive this war, and all the sword spirit tribe cultivators were scarred.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier!

The big pit that was blasted out by the divine power on the earth was overflowing, hitting the faces of the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe, falling with tears, making people not know whether it was tears, sweat, or rain.

In short, in the end, it was all turned into blood.

Blood all over the ground!

As more and more disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe died, the breath of the Sword of Faith in the patriarch's hand became weaker and weaker, and his cultivation slowly fell.

But at this moment, his cultivation has already fallen, and he has returned to the realm of the late Yuan Infant Stage, and it is already extremely difficult to face the masters of the more than twenty infant realms around him.

His seven orifices were covered with blood, but his face was even more hideous, and his aura was even more terrifying.

Outside this battlefield, there are a few people who have never made a move, they are the leaders of this war between the three major tribes of Jinmu and Tu, Tianjiao, Jin Yi, Mu Wuling and Lan Nu of the three major tribes.

This war was a battle of training that their tribe had opened for them, and at this moment, the three of them stood together, looking at the holy mountain of the Sword Spirit Tribe.

Behind each of them, there stood a person, cultivator of terror and silent, who was the protector of the three of them.

"This war should be over, the Sword Spirit Tribe will be destroyed!" Looking at the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe, who were already losing and retreating at this moment, and the number was getting smaller and smaller, the Golden Spirit Tribe's Jin Yi's eyes flashed, and he slowly spoke.

"And then? Is it time for us to go to war. Mu Wuling's expression was cold, he looked ahead, and then spoke.

"My Earth Spirit tribe only needs one thing, and you can take the rest, and our Earth Spirit tribe will no longer fight for it. The light in Lan Nu's eyes flashed slightly, and she said slowly.

These three people actually divided the results of the battle at this moment, in their opinion, the Sword Spirit Tribe will be destroyed, and the purpose of launching this war is to seize the resources of the Sword Spirit Tribe, once this battle is destroyed, the rest is how to distribute it between them, as for the tribal alliance, it has long been ignored by them.

Jin Yi's eyes flashed with a strong light, as if he had a plan, and when he opened his mouth, he looked at Mu Wuling, but Mu Wuling never spoke, nor did he turn his head to look at him.

After the Lan girl next to her opened her mouth to say a word, she was also silent, quietly looking at the void.

"Three junior boys, just because you also want to kill my Sword Spirit Tribe, really look for death!" But at this moment, suddenly a loud roar floated from the void in the distance, but I saw a person holding a spear, and after cutting off the heads of the three people in one fell swoop, the figure flickered, and it turned out to be straight towards the three people.

This person is the second elder of the Sword Spirit Tribe, a spear is majestic, the spear is like a dragon, as he raised his hand and pinched the trick with a sudden wave, the gun qi came out violently, and directly turned into three roaring monstrous dragons, straight towards these three people.

Looking at these three hideous black dragons, Jin Yi's eyes flashed, revealing disdain, Mu Wuling's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care, and Lan Nu also looked calm and did not change in the slightest.

At the moment when this black dragon arrived, the three protectors standing behind them shot out in an instant, and their three palms transformed, setting off a roar, turning into a roar, and heading straight for the three black dragons.

The sound of the rumbling collision shook the sky in an instant, and the three black dragons directly collapsed and shattered in the collision, and disappeared.

"Kill him. The mockery on Jin Yi's face became even stronger, and he glanced at the second elder of the sword spirit, and spoke coldly.

The protector behind him immediately flickered, and directly launched the teleportation technique, appearing in front of the second elder of the sword spirit.

"It's overwhelming!"

Looking at the Second Elder of the Sword Spirit who was soon defeated in the hands of his protector, Jin Yi's expression became even more disdainful, and he suddenly snorted coldly.

The war continues, and more and more deaths appear, but the legendary sword soul has not appeared.

Watching the familiar friends and clansmen around him die one by one, the confidence of the disciples of the Sword Spirit Tribe finally began to collapse. The sword soul left by the legendary ancestor, why hasn't it appeared yet.

Especially when they saw the fall of the second elder of the Sword Spirit, their hearts were even colder and more desperate!

Or that sword soul will never appear!

The people are dying, is there any hope for us?

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