Chapter 1437
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"Charge!"
The 1,700 soldiers followed closely behind their teachers and charged towards the roaring savage beasts.
"My son, Yuanqing …"
Father Cen stepped on the wind and looked in the direction of the God Perishing Peak.
"Don't blame me. Your mother suffered a hidden injury when she was young. Even with the best elixir, she could not live past 50 years. Six years ago, six years ago … Sigh! I know that you love Xiu Er very much. If you knew about this, you would not be able to recover. That's why I have been forcing you to refine a saber. "
"I didn't expect you to be so promising and be chosen by the Fiendgod Inheritance! I saw you leaving with Zhi Zun in the Sky Sea Valley. I think your mother's soul in heaven must be very happy! "
His long grey hair danced in the wind. Father Cen's eyes were vast and gentle.
"Don't admit defeat. Protect Dongling and grow into a real man!"
With an angry roar, the middle-aged man called "Father" plunged into the roiling tide of beasts with a shimmering saber light!
"Yuanqing! Yuanqing, don't be in a daze! "
Jiu Zimo grabbed Shui Chengzhi, who was trying to escape, and shouted his name when he realized that Cen Yuanqing was in a daze!
"Oh!"
With a cry of surprise, Cen Yuanqing woke up from the inexplicable trance just now. For some reason, at that moment, he frequently wanted to look at the back of the God Perishing Peak, as if someone was calling his name in the extremely distant ice field.
"Come, come, come! Do it again! Sacrifice your sword again! You can't lose like this! "
"Don't give up!"
After Jiu Zimo woke Cen Yuanqing up, he tried his best to encourage the six people present. He threw the spineless Shui Chengzhi into Cen Yuanqing's arms and stuffed a Phoenix Begging Pill into Zhuo Yongsi's mouth!
"Holy sh * t! Chop him to death! Chop him to death! Damn Zhen Xiaoxiao! I told you long ago that she was unreliable! Women are so weak, deserting the moment they see the battlefield! " Shi Cheng agreed with Jiu Zimo's idea, but he did not forget to slander Zhen Xiaoxiao.
"Shut up!" Chao Lu, who had given up on fighting against fate, silently sharpened his blade towards the stone city. Even now, he had not forgotten the Young Master's reminder.
Either he took the initiative, or he was coerced. The power of the seven people converged once again. They burned their lives and broke the rule that they could only sacrifice their swords once every two hours. From the array, they took out a blood-stained holy sword!
Whoosh!
Lian Zizhuo's hands felt warm.
Suddenly, a crimson sword appeared!
This sword was slightly different from the silver holy sword from before. It was clearly incomplete, and its power fluctuated between strong and weak. It was extremely unstable, as if it could collapse at any moment. However, there was an unprecedented will flowing on this sword …
It was a kind of determination that was not powerful and awe-inspiring, but one that cut off all means of retreat!
I am willing to be the blade!
Kill the enemies of Dongling!
"Junior Brothers …"
Holding the heavy sword in his hand, Lian Zi Zhuo's eyes quickly rolled out crimson tears of blood.
If it weren't for the scabbards of swords and sabers, the seven people in the array would have been the chosen ones of Dongling. However, for the weapons of the gods and demons, they were betting everything on their own hands!
"I cannot lose! I am the only Semi-God Realm cultivator in Dongling! "
The bones in his right hand were broken, and he held the weapon with his left hand. With a snap of his fingers, six jade coffins flew out from behind the God Perishing Peak.
Inside each coffin was a Great Ancestor of the Spiritual Gate or the East Palace!
Stepping on the cold coffins, Lian Zi Zhuo once again rushed towards Abu Yuyan, who was laughing hysterically!
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