"Feng He actually died with just one sword!”
"A silver sword! Damned Daoist! Aside from the seven swords, there are other swords!”
The pupils of Ao Qing, Ao Feng, and the others constricted as they watched this scene in shock!
Feng He was no match for them. This was something that they found hard to accept because Feng He was the strongest existence in their group!
One had to know that Feng He was a mid-stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. Ao Qing and Ao Feng even had to join forces to defeat Feng He!
However, this was not the most shocking thing to them. What they did not expect was that not only was Feng He not a match, he had even used his trump card, but he still could not block the silver longsword!
Could it be that the silver longsword was even more terrifying than the seven swords from before?!
"This sword…It was also a Connate Numinous treasure, and its grade far surpassed the previous seven swords!”
"How is this possible? All the swords are Protocosmic spirit-treasures, and they are of such high grades. How can there be such a lucky Daoist?!”
When Feng He and the others focused their attention on the Grand Moon Divine Sword, they realized that the mana fluctuations emitted by the Grand Moon Sword were even more terrifying than the Seven Swords of the Northern Dipper. It was like an endless iceberg that seemed to freeze the atmosphere, making people shiver uncontrollably!
The Rainbow Seven Swords were already a Protocosmic spirit-treasure, and this silver sword was much more terrifying than the Rainbow Seven Swords. It was hard to say if this silver sword was a middle-grade Protocosmic spirit-treasure!
No, it might even be a superior-grade Connate Numinous treasure that was even better than a middle-grade Connate Numinous treasure!
If that was really the case, it would be truly terrifying!
A young Daoist carrying weapons that were all primordial spirit treasures was something that the people of the three clans could not imagine!
It had to be said that they had finally guessed correctly on this point. The spiritual treasures on Zi Wei were indeed Connate spiritual treasures!
Zi Wei did not have a single Postnatal spirit treasure!
And such an enemy was not someone they could provoke at all. If they continued to fight... If this continued, they would very likely follow in Feng He's footsteps and become corpses!
"Retreat!"
When they understood their current situation, Ao Qing and Ao Feng quickly looked at each other and instantly understood each other's thoughts!
In the next second, Ao Qing and Ao Feng retreated at the same time!
Retreat!
Even Feng He, a mid-stage Primordial Immortal, could not withstand a single move from that terrifying Daoist, let alone them!
One had to know that they were only at the early-stage Primordial Immortal realm. Moreover, Ao Qing's dragon claw had been cut off, and her combat strength had greatly decreased. In addition, even Feng He had been killed. Their side had no chance of winning at all!
If he didn't retreat now, he wouldn't be able to leave later!
Therefore, Ao Qing and Ao Feng didn't hesitate at all and immediately retreated!
Furthermore, in order to have enough time to retreat, the two of them swept their dragon tails while retreating and ruthlessly hit the three black Qilins in the direction of Zi Wei. They wanted to use the three Qilins to buy them a chance to escape!
"Shameless dragon race, the seniors of my Qilin race will not let you off!”
The ink-colored Qilin's expression changed drastically. They had never thought that Ao Qing and Ao Feng would use such a move before they left. They had completely treated them as chess pieces!
This made them extremely furious and scolded Ao Qing and the other two!
In fact, this had nothing to do with them. With their strength as Golden Immortals, they couldn't do anything in this battle. They were only lucky enough to survive and didn't retreat early, which was why they were in this disaster!
However, they had no other choice now. They could only use their own magic power to smash into Zi Wei!
Because they were also enemies with Zi Wei. If they did nothing, they would only become Zi Wei's souls!
It had to be said that their thoughts were correct. Zi Wei's eyes lit up when she saw Ao Qing and the other two attacking the three ink-colored Qilins. She waved her hand, and the Seven Swords of the Northern Dipper flew up and turned into a sword net, instantly covering the three Qilins!
Zi Wei had said that in this battle, all the people of the three clans were his enemies. Now that Ao Qing and the others had taken the initiative to send over three ink-colored Qilins, how could Zi Wei not accept such a great gift?
Therefore, Zi Wei waved the sword net formed by the Seven Swords of the Northern Dipper and enveloped the three ink-colored Qilins!
This attack was unstoppable!
When the three ink-colored Qilins collided with Zi Wei's sword net, they were instantly killed by it. They could not even resist for a breath's time.
This was inevitable. Even Ao Qing's dragon claw could not block the Seven Swords of the Northern Dipper, let alone a Golden Immortal Qilin!
The outcome of this clash had already been decided before it began. There would be no other outcome at all!
"In the end, only the two of you are left!”
Zi Wei raised her head and looked at Ao Qing and Ao Feng, who had flown to the edge of the mountain!
His battle with the ink-colored Qilin had not even lasted for two breaths of time. In that time, Ao Qing and the other two had almost escaped from the mountain!
If it was an ordinary person, they might be able to escape like this, but in front of Zi Wei, all of this was useless!
"Do you think you can escape?”
Zi Wei said with a faint smile. Purple magic power lingered on his palm, and then Zi Wei slapped the ground!
In an instant, the ground lit up like the Big Dipper, turning into a large array!
And this grand array just happened to block Ao Qing and the other two's path!
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