"Senior brother, it's time now, no matter what kind of treasure he teaches, my Qingyang Peak will be cut off!"

Taoist Qingji roared angrily and looked at the demon soldiers and generals of the Three Caves and Seven Armies began to clean up the mess. The war was extinguished and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Junior brother, keep the green mountains here, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. The disciples below are gone. As long as we go back to the sect, we can build them again. However, the ancestor's inherited golden arrows will be gone, and the Taoist tradition will be completely cut off!"

The Lord of Qingyang Peak was very anxious. He was powerless to do anything about the fate of the fleet, but the final inheritance could not be cut off. This was his last thought as the Lord of the Peak.

"No! Senior brother, you are the master of all the Taoist concepts of this peak. As long as you go back alive, you can still rebuild Qingyang Peak. If someone dies, what's the use of this golden arrow in the hands of others?"

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive. Listen to me, I'll cover you. You bring back the golden arrows, return to Qianyun Pavilion, return to the Song Dynasty, bring back the news that Lei Fengzi raised evil spirits and colluded with alien races to encircle and suppress allies, and let the sect's Yuanying True Lord make decisions for us!"

"Senior brother, you can only have hope if you survive Qingyang Peak!"

"No! The ancestor's golden arrow cannot be missed!"

......

The two actually fought and even fought!

Lin Shan sneered in a funny way. Do these two people still want to go back to the Song Dynasty to expose me?

Let’s not talk about whether you can escape today. The problem is that I was an envoy of the Demon Cult back then! I have a criminal record in the Song Dynasty! You can tell Zixiao Sect that it is useful!

Can my hair fall off or what?

General Xiong didn't talk nonsense at all. He burned silver blood to activate the bloodline magical powers and swung the Silver Flame Sword and kept wielding it. The Lord of Qingyang Peak is worthy of being a rich man among the rich, with magic weapons emerging in his pockets, and carried out the physical resistance method exclusive to the weapon refiner to the end.

As for running, how can someone with wings survive?

"Junior brother, don't worry about me, please take the golden arrow and go quickly!"

"Walk?"

Lin Shan laughed loudly, took back the Chongyang Tianzhu Formation, took out ten Snake Tushita flags, grouped out the Snake Demon Formation, and replaced the exhausted evil spirit brothers.

"Where are you going?"

They blocked the road ahead and entangled the two of them. After the demon army ahead was finished, the three demon generals brought their troops back to support.

At that time, we will gather the strength of the army and rush forward. If you have the ability to dominate the world, you will have to feel regret on the spot under the encirclement of the army!

The advantage lies in me, just drag it out!

The Lord of Qingyang Peak also knew that time was too late, and opportunities were fleeting, and hesitation would be buried here forever. So he stopped arguing with Taoist Qingji, but directly cut off his arm.

"Junior brother, my senior brother has entrusted you for the last time that as long as the person is still there, the fire will be there! I can't leave, you must leave! Take the ancestor's inherited golden arrow and bring it back to Ganyun Pavilion safely!"

The huge black and white chessboard above his head poured into countless hard work by the Lord of Qingyang Peak, consumed countless precious spiritual materials, hunted many souls of monsters, and the natal magic weapon that had accompanied him for hundreds of years suddenly exploded over the canyon, blooming a grand firework!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!~~~~"
Chapter completed!