Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 239 Leave Your Granddaughter to Me

"Boom!"

A huge beam of light soared into the sky, exuding a power that frightened the three great ancestors.

Inside the beam of light, a clay pot was floating and sinking, and an inexplicable air mechanism was overflowing.

The brilliance faded away, and what appeared in front of everyone was an old, dilapidated clay pot that looked very ordinary. It was covered with cracks, giving the impression that it would shatter if touched.

"Is this the final truth of the Xiao family's inheritance from generation to generation?" Xiao Zhentian was a little distracted and had some doubts in his heart, but at the moment there was no other way, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and said loudly to the dilapidated clay jar: " Please use the knowledge of the Xiao family to repel the invaders."

One refers to the ancestors of the three major families.

"good!"

An old voice came from inside the clay jar, which startled everyone. Immediately, a beam of sword light flew out of the clay jar, circled around, and slashed straight at the nearest dragon tooth.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Long Ya yelled angrily, he didn't feel any threat from the sword light, and immediately stretched out his scaled dragon claws, grabbing at the sword light.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

Jian Guang cut off Long Ya's palm as smoothly as chopping melons and vegetables, and immediately attacked his neck unabated.

The palm was chopped off, Long Ya let out a cry of surprise, his body retreated quickly, and he didn't dare to look down on him.

However, the sword light came and went like the wind, extremely sharp, no matter how Longya evaded, it still left a deep scar on his chest, and the dragon's tail was cut into two sections, and finally the sword light was lost Stamina, dissipated between heaven and earth.

"My body, which is comparable to a top-level defensive spiritual weapon, can't resist this sword light at all?" Long Ya felt really frightened at this moment.

"Crack!"

After emitting a sword light, another crack appeared on the clay pot, and a distressed sigh came out from inside the pot.

Long Ya retreated to the side of the other two ancestors, and said in a low voice, "I've tried my best, and it's up to you next." There was a trace of anger in his tone, and he complained about the previous neglect.

"Okay, leave the rest to me!" Bai Ye stepped forward, shaking his hand, and a battle flag stained with blood appeared in his hand.

On the battle flag, there are bloodstains mottled. The battle flag looks very old, but the blood on it looks like it has just been dyed. It is extremely bright red. Looking at the battle flag, it seems that there are thousands of troops fighting in front of my eyes and ears!

"This is the battle flag stained with the blood of the king!" Jin Jun, the patriarch of the Jin family, exclaimed, with a fiery expression on his face.

"Exactly!" Bai Ye smiled triumphantly, wrapped the battle flag around his body, and rushed straight to the clay jar.

Another ray of sword light flew out of the clay pot and landed on the battle flag. There was a "clang" sound, the battle flag glowed, and countless phantoms in iron armor appeared. These phantoms rode majestic demon horses , holding a giant weapon in his hand, confronting Jian Guang directly.

On the other side, Xiao Zhentian's glimmer of hope was dashed after Bai Ye took out the battle flag. He clearly knew how terrifying the battle flag stained with the blood of the so-called king was.

Looking down at his granddaughter, Xiao Zhentian took a sharp breath, grabbed one of Xiao Hanyue's palms, and poured the purest power left in his body into her body.

In an instant, the cracked skin on Xiao Hanyue's body surface healed, but she was still in a coma.

Sealing the purest power that he had cultivated in his life in Xiao Hanyue's dantian, Xiao Zhentian was already white-haired, with a strong death energy exuding from his body, and slowly fell to the ground holding Xiao Hanyue.The ancestors of the other two families were also indifferent when they saw this scene. The current Xiao Zhentian can't pose a threat to them. As long as Bai Ye can defeat the mysterious clay pot, everything will be a foregone conclusion!

As soon as Xiao Zhentian fell to the ground, countless attacks enveloped his head.

As soon as the strong wind turned, Qin Mo's legs swept across, deflecting all the attacks towards Xiao Zhentian.

"Give her to me." Qin Mo looked at Xiao Zhentian with a lifeless face, and said with a sigh.

"Who are you!" Xiao Zhentian raised his eyelids to look at Qin Mo, and said weakly.

Qin Mo: "Someone who can take her through this crisis."

Hearing the words, Xiao Zhentian glanced at Qin Mo back and forth, perhaps because he was about to die, Xiao Zhentian saw something in Qin Mo that many people couldn't see, so he nodded without too much hesitation: "Okay, I believe you can bring My granddaughter fled here."

"En!" Qin Mo nodded, picked up Xiao Hanyue, tied her on his back, picked up Xiao Hanyue's saber, and killed her all the way.

"Tell Yue'er for me that if you don't have the strength to take revenge, you will remain anonymous forever and live an ordinary life." When he was about to die, Xiao Zhentian no longer focused on revenge, but hoped that his granddaughter would be safe and happy.

Qin Mo's body paused, without turning his head, his body was quickly covered with a layer of blood armor, like a god of death, he rushed out, and Xiao Zhentian behind him closed his eyes with a peaceful face.

All the enemies standing in front of Qin Mo couldn't bear the force of the sword, and soon, Qin Mo cleared a path.

"Boom!"

A majestic figure landed in front of Qin Mo. This is a strong man wearing a golden armor and holding a Fang Tian painted halberd. Judging from his face, this person will not be more than 25 years old, but his strength has already reached the four image mark .

The strong man swung Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, and made the sound of a gold and iron horse: "The eldest son of Jin, Jin Tianshun, leave Xiao Hanyue and your whole body!"

Qin Mo didn't say a word, his body exploded, and the long sword in his hand slashed down.

Jin Tianshun was furious, Fang Tian turned his halberd and went to meet him.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The two collided hundreds of times in an instant, and Jin Tianshun backed up dozens of steps with a 'kick-tap-knee', and the hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd kept trembling/shaking.

Jin Tianshun thrust Fang Tian's painting halberd into the ground, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar at Qin Mo.

"Roar!"

The roar was loud, and a golden lion roared out of Jin Tianshun's mouth, running like lightning, and opened its mouth to bite Qin Mo!
"Whoever stops me will die!"

Qin Mo released a strong murderous aura, stepped forward with his left foot, and blasted out his left fist, blowing the lion to pieces with one punch.

Jin Tianshun's face changed, this young and excessive man's strength is so terrifying, heartbroken, Jin Tianshun grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd, a drop of blood dripped on it, and immediately moved Fang Tian's painting halberd, booming The loud noises like thunder continued continuously, and as Jin Tianshun continued to move the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand, a golden lion with a size of [-] meters high appeared behind him. All people or things within the range are cleared!
"The golden lion shakes the sky!"

Jin Tianshun roared angrily, and Wu Dong's Fang Tian paused with his halberd, and immediately merged with the golden lion behind him. While galloping and roaring, he rushed towards Qin Mo with the power of destruction. Wherever he passed, even the air was shattered. Squeeze!
(End of this chapter)