Mo Wen killed the ancestor of the Jiang family, which shocked the entire three mountain systems. A peerless warrior who could kill a fetus at the peak of its breath at such a young age was simply a young supreme.
"Father, what are those seven balls of fire that appeared at the last moment? Why do they look familiar to me?"
On the cliff, Hu Qiongqi frowned, a flash of thought flashing in his eyes.
Everyone can see that Mo Wen's ability to defeat and kill the ancestor of the Jiang family is related to the flaming divine sword that appeared at the last moment. That divine sword restrained the famous sword in the hands of the ancestor of the Jiang family, so Jiang was ordered to
The ancestor of the family was completely defeated.
But for some reason, Hu Qiongqi felt a strange feeling in his heart. He seemed to have seen those seven gorgeous flames somewhere, and they felt a little familiar.
He has obviously never come into contact with Mo Wen, and he has never seen the flaming divine sword over there, so how could he feel familiar with it?
"What you said reminds me that I feel a little familiar. Those seven flames seem to be very similar to a pattern we have seen before."
When Hu Guiyuan heard this, he also suddenly realized. No wonder he had a familiar illusion before. It turned out to be not an illusion. Maybe he had seen it somewhere. It was just that it was too long ago and he didn't remember it for a while.
"Ancestral Temple?"
After pondering for a moment, Hu Qiongqi and Hu Guiyuan looked at each other, and their bodies trembled almost simultaneously. The mysterious pattern seemed to be related to their ancestral temple that had been passed down for hundreds of years.
The ancestral temple is the most sacred place of the Ghost Doctor Hu family. Ordinary people cannot enter. It hides hundreds of years of inheritance and secrets of the Ghost Doctor Hu family.
"Go back and check."
Hu Guiyuan said with a serious face, realizing that the matter may not be simple. The Hu family has a history of hundreds of years, or even longer. Rooted in the three major mountain systems, the Hu family has a long heritage.
The ancestral temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and anything related to the ancestral temple is not simple.
The Ghost Doctor Hu family and his party did not stop, they immediately took them away and disappeared in the area of the Dafang Sect.
As for the Yanxia Sect, Canngling Taoist Temple, and some other forces in the three major mountain systems, they all withdrew at the same time. The battle has come to an end and the result has been announced. The Jiang family was defeated. Although everyone was shocked, it cannot be changed.
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That terrifying young man had just wiped out the Jiang family. It would not be appropriate to continue to surround this place. If he aroused the hostility of that young man, the gains would outweigh the losses.
After killing the ancestor of the Jiang family, Mo Wen did not return to the Dafang sect immediately. Instead, he flashed across a mountain forest and stopped on a rock.
"where you go?"
Not long after he stood, a dark figure came down from the opposite mountain peak, and "coincidentally" bumped into Mo Wen.
Mo Wen looked at that figure, a complex look flashed in his eyes.
That person was none other than the Palace Witch. She was about to leave Yandang Mountain at this time, but Mo Wen seemed to know that she would leave just like that, so he was waiting here one step ahead.
"The world is big, there is a place for me to go."
The Palace Witch lowered her eyes slightly, not looking at Mo Wen, and passed him expressionlessly, as if she didn't miss him at all.
"Leave it."
Mo Wen did not stop him, his eyes were always calm. With a flick of his finger, a cold light flashed and he inserted it on a gray-white rock in front of the palace witch. It was the famous sword that he had taken from the ancestor of the Jiang family.
This is a treasure in the world of cultivating immortals. Although it is now damaged and has only the power of a spiritual weapon, it is still amazing and difficult for mortals to stop. After all, ordinary cultivators may not possess a spiritual weapon, let alone ancient warriors.
Although the ancestor of the Jiang family obtained this sword, he could only exert a little bit of the sword's power, not even one-tenth of it. If it appeared in the hands of the Palace Witch, with her cultivation in the Golden Core realm, the famous sword would definitely be powerful.
Shine.
Mo Wen left the famous sword behind and didn't say anything. The figure disappeared in a flash, coming and going in a hurry, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The palace witch pulled out the sword from the rock with complicated eyes, looked back at the departing figure, and sighed...
The generous faction was in chaos at this time, everyone was like a frightened bird, their faces were pale and their hearts were trembling.
Especially the members of the Jiang family, all of them looked ashen as if the end of the world was coming. The ancestor of the family actually died in battle at the hands of a young man, and he could no longer protect the family.
The Jiang family was completely defeated, completely defeated, and their ancestors all died in the battle. Who else can stop that terrifying young man? What fate will they have?
A ray of light and shadow flashed across the sky and appeared on the square again. At this time, the square had long since changed, like a ruins. The palace in the distance was also in ruins in many places. The main hall had collapsed greatly, and some places were still on fire.
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The battle between the peak ancient warriors had too great an impact.
Only the stone pillar reaching the sky was secretly protected by Mo Wen, so it did not collapse or be damaged.
On top of the stone pillar, Gu Jingman and Wang Yinru were still sitting. They were the only two people who watched this shocking battle up close without being affected. At this time, Wang Yinru looked much better after taking Mo Wen's elixir.
At least not like a dying person.
However, her condition was very bad. She had suffered too much trauma, her cultivation was ruined, her internal organs were damaged, and her vitality was close to being exhausted. If she could not get timely treatment, even if she was lucky enough to survive now, she might not be able to live long.
"It's up to you to decide how to deal with the Jiang family."
A figure flew up to the top of the stone pillar. Mo Wen looked at Wang Yinru coldly, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
"kill!"
Wang Yinru only said one word, her eyes were ruthless, the Jiang family and her had a sworn hatred, hundreds of members of the Wang family had died unexpectedly, and she wanted to take revenge even in her dreams.
Mo Wen nodded slightly, but without saying anything, his figure left the stone pillar in a flash and appeared inside the Dafang Sect.
At this time, after knowing that their ancestors were killed in the war, many of the Chiang family members began to flee and rush out desperately. They knew that if they stayed, they might only die.
Of course, there were also Jiang family members who did not run away. They gathered together and did not flinch. They looked at Mo Wen with hatred and were actually ready to fight him.
They are unwilling to accept it. For hundreds of years, the Jiang family has been so powerful that it has been entrenched in the three major mountain systems. There have been strong men in every dynasty, and few people dare to provoke them. They have their own pride in their past glory and current decline, and they do not want to be the dog that bereaved their family.
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"No one can leave."
Mo Wen was suspended in mid-air, and his cold voice spread throughout the Dafang Sect. No one in the Jiang family could escape today. He was a decisive killer, and he had once killed more than seventy bandits in a fit of rage.
The village was filled with blood and blood flowed like a river, just because those people committed many evil deeds and had no conscience.
He waved his hand, and more than a dozen rays of silver-blue cold light flew out. The next moment, the cold air swept across the earth, like a cold winter coming, and it was so cold that it made people shiver.
Twelve rays of cold light rose into the sky and turned into twelve ice dragons, stirring up the wind and rain and dominating the world.
Each of those ice dragons is a hundred meters long, and they are all made of condensed cold air. The sky and the earth freeze wherever they pass.
Those who escaped from the Jiang family were all frozen in place. The huge ice dragon passed by and directly froze them into ice sculptures. The astonishing cold air could not stop them at all.
After breaking through the realm of fetal breath, Mo Wen sacrificed twelve silver snake hairpins to kill the enemy for the first time. This thing was a great murder weapon in ancient times. It once stirred up wind and rain in the ancient martial arts world, making people frightened.
Now that Mo Wen's cultivation has reached the realm of fetal breath, he can finally bring out the power of the twelve silver snake cold hairpins. He himself practices cold skills, and combined with the silver snake cold hairpin, it is enough to freeze the earth, which is extremely powerful.
There is almost no suspense in dealing with those members of the Jiang family who are not very advanced in cultivation.
The ice dragon transformed by the twelve silver snake hairpins is really like a living dragon, constantly wandering around the world, looking for targets to kill.
One by one, the Jiang family disciples kept turning into ice sculptures, and almost no one could escape. No matter how fast they were, they could not be faster than the ice dragon flying in the sky.
On the surrounding mountain peaks, those ancient warriors who had not retreated in time were all dumbfounded and looked at the twelve ice dragons in horror. They felt chills all over their bodies for a moment, fearing that the feared ice dragon might also attack them.
It's simply amazing. How did that young man do it? Is there such a magical martial arts in the ancient martial arts world? This doesn't look like martial arts, it just looks like a legendary magic.
They don't know that this method of controlling dragons is indeed somewhat related to the legendary magic, but compared with the real magic, it is far different from the real magic.
Mo Wen just used the skill of controlling the sword with his mind. With the power of his mind, he made the twelve killer weapons strangle all the way. This kind of sword of mind is something from the world of immortality. Mo Wen finally broke through to it.
The fetal breath realm can be used to some extent.
Of course, Jiang Quanfu also knows this kind of mental technique, which he inherited from the Dafang sect's Zhen sect martial arts Feiling Sword cultivation method. However, ancient warriors are ancient warriors and have never been exposed to immortal cultivators. Naturally, their understanding and mastery of the power of thoughts is
He is not in the mainstream, and he is far behind Mo Wen.
Twelve ice dragons traversed the sky and the earth at an unparalleled speed. Not to mention those with low cultivation levels of the Jiang family, but those in the Dan Bao realm or even the fetal breath realm, it was impossible for them to escape.
For a time, almost all the Jiang family members who escaped from the Dafang faction were killed, leaving no one alive.
"You little bastard, I'll fight you."
Jiang Quangui huddled in a corner with a group of Jiang family members, staring at Mo Wen with red pupils, full of hatred. He rushed out of the crowd desperately and attacked Mo Wen crazily.
He had suffered severe injuries before. If the ancestor of the Jiang family hadn't rescued him, he would have almost died in Mo Wen's hands.
Before he was injured, he was vulnerable to Mo Wen, and now he was even less likely to be an opponent.
Mo Wen didn't even take action himself. An ice dragon swooped down from the sky, and a divine dragon swung its tail. Its huge mountain-like tail fell on Jiang Quangui, smashing him until he vomited blood and flew backwards. (
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