My Wife May Be a Saint

In the fairy cave mansion, the fairy sword fused with the sword heart, it can feel that it has become a complete and independent existence.

Can leave the fairy cave at any time.

But it has no idea of ​​leaving.

It is just a sword, a pure sword, the fairy sword that protects the master of the fairy cave. It cannot leave.

What surprised it, however, was that it didn't know when it started, and it always felt that something was calling it.

As if to prepare it.

It's just that the call is too vague, it can't respond.

It wasn't until later that it finally sensed the greeting from afar.

This call contained the breath of its owner, the breath of the eldest lady, and the voice of that person.

"Fairy Spirit Sword, come."

When he heard the call clearly, the fairy sword responded.

It cuts through the void and comes in a flash.

Become a sword in the hands of others.

The arrival of the Fairy Spirit Sword shocked everyone, and the power of the Fairy Spirit Sword shocked all the strong.

Although it was just momentary power, no one would think that everything just now was an illusion.

Jiang Zuo held the sword and looked at the tribe of holy beasts.

Now that the fairy sword is in his hand, he can try to kill the three tribes of the holy beast.

No one dared to look directly at Jiang Zuo's eyes.

That's it for the holy beast tribe.

At this moment, Long Yi spoke: "It's bluffing, it's been so long, you are just delaying time."

Jiang left his head and looked at Long Yi. He had no impression of this dragon.

But delaying time?

I really dare to think about it.

For Long Yi's words, one by one agreed.

I hope it's true.

Everyone wants to muster the courage.

But the next moment, everything fell apart.

Because that person waved the fairy sword.

The sword intent passed by in a flash, and the whole world was silent.

Even the breathing sounds can be heard.

Jiang Zuo's sword pointed towards Long Yi, and then there was a panic in Long Yi's eyes, and he was finally frozen forever at that moment.

His body was shredded.

"Noisy." Jiang Zuo's emotional voice came out.

The patriarch of the sacred beast dragon clan was once again cut under the fairy sword.

This is fate.

And the power of that sword was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts, unable to wave it away, not to forget, let alone daring to forget it.

As if forgotten, he would bear the power of that sword.

At this time Jiang Zuo looked at the three ancestors of the holy dragon.

This is his goal, everything else is incidental.

However, these three people did not dare to attack Jiang Zuo at will when the fairy sword appeared.

The offensive stopped.

They have a great psychological shadow on the fairy sword.

When Jiang Zuo looked at the three ancestors, they really felt the crisis.

The opponent is like a fierce beast with wolf teeth, and it may pounce on them at any time.

"What did Palace Master Xianling give you? I give you ten times from the White Tiger clan, don't be entrusted by him." The ancestor of the White Tiger no longer dared to directly fight Jiang Zuo.

He wanted to try if there was any room for recovery.

Jiang Zuo cast his gaze on Bai Hu, then tilted his head, as if thinking.

Soon Jiang Zuo said, "He didn't seem to give me anything."

Palace Master Faerie's commission this time did not give anything substantial.

The fairy sword will probably go back when it runs out, and it's not for him.

Bai Hu froze and said, "Then why are you helping him? As long as you stop, I can give you countless resources."

Shenglong also said: "We can also give it."

Suzaku, who was forced to do nothing, also said: "We can also give, as long as you stop."

Jiang Zuo looked at the three of them, and finally said, "In fact, it's not impossible to stop."

Jiang Zuo's words made Shenglong and the others happy.

And when Yue Xi heard it, they began to worry.

Is this a rebellion?

No need to do this, right?

She wanted to go out and shout, what the holy beast tribe can give, and I can give it to the holy land.

The saint is also delivered.

Of course, this is just thinking about it.

Jian Shisan didn't have any expressions.

Jin Jia asked: "Aren't you worried?"

Jian Shisan looked at Jin Jia and said, "There are indeed people who can let him stop, but it is definitely not these people."

Jin Jia doesn't understand.

And this time Jiang Zuo spoke again: "But, you are not worthy."

At the moment Jiang Zuo refused, Shenglong moved.

When he was communicating just now, he had already contacted the people of the clan, in order to resonate with the whole clan, and let his strength reach the peak, thus beheading this person.

As for the negotiation, he never thought it would be successful.

Those are all naive ideas.

The White Tiger clan also resonated with the whole clan and began to improve their peak strength.

Suzaku did not fall behind naturally, her body exuded hot flames, like the sun.

Her strength is constantly rising, and the strength of the whole family is the backing of her strength.

This is the innate strength of the four holy beasts.

Then golden light appeared around the holy dragon, and the golden light became a huge dragon.

The white tiger was shrouded in white mist, and then the white mist turned into a white tiger, standing between the sky and the earth, roaring at the sky.

As if to tear everything apart.

Suzaku's body was full of flames, and the flames quickly turned into Suzaku's figure. The hot flames instantly melted the snow in the Holy Land.

The snow flooded like a flood.

These three teamed up, no matter who it is, they must back down.

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And some people can't bear it directly under this kind of power and perish on the spot.

Shenlong was cultivated to be high and strong, and could shelter those people. With the help of the tortoise and the power of the longevity dragon, he barely suffered any harm.

Others, dead, casualties and injuries.

But the palace shrouded some of the residences in the Holy Land, but there was no danger.

Chuanhe Town is also among them.

Jiang Zuo looked at the sacred beast tribe, did not release the sword in advance, he was giving the opponent a chance.

Only when the opponent is strongest, cutting it off is the best blow.

Seeing that they were almost ready, Jiang Zuo raised the sword in his hand, and then asked: "Are you ready?"

Jiang Zuo was asking about the Immortal Spirit Sword, and the Immortal Spirit Sword had a faint aura, as if responding to Jiang Zuo.

It didn't speak, it was a pure sword now, and the sword didn't need to speak.

"Then let them feel the majesty of your master back then."

As soon as Jiang Zuo's voice fell, a formation appeared under his feet, and this formation allowed Jiang Zuo to completely borrow the power of the big formation.

Then the fairy sword started.

A sword intent is condensed in the heaven and the earth, and the spirit of the fairy permeates the whole holy land.

Jiang Zuo, who was supposed to be shrouded in golden light, was shrouded in fairy aura for the next moment.

Jiang Zuo used the sword power of Palace Master Xianling.

Although he hasn't learned it before, he has seen it, and as long as he has seen it, he can imitate it.

The imitation is very real, and the fairy swords are all jumping for joy.

But the three ancestors of the holy beasts felt boundless fear.

"Palace Master Faerie?" Suzaku cried out in silence.

When she was beheaded back then, it was this kind of feeling, this kind of aura.

She will never remember the terrible scene wrong.