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Chapter 3165 The Xu Family
Wanyan Mountain Range, the home of the Jinghuo Clan.

In a red manor that covers a vast area, Yan Xin sits in a red stone pavilion.

Yan Ji stood aside with a respectful expression.

"I'm planning to go on a trip. I'll leave the affairs of the clan to you. I'll take Bai Xuan and the others with me. It's not necessary. Don't start a war with the human race. If a racial war breaks out, you must obey the orders of Fellow Daoist Gong."

Yan Xin exhorted.

Yan Que was seriously injured in the race war, and his defensive treasures were severely damaged. When the catastrophe came, he died under the thunder catastrophe.

I originally wanted to make a fortune through the race war, and cross the catastrophe more easily, but I didn't expect to damage the defensive treasures, Yan Que was also seriously injured, and could not survive the catastrophe.

This kind of situation is not uncommon. In order to find materials or treasures for crossing the catastrophe, high-level monks travel or go to forbidden places to hunt for treasures. Heal before the catastrophe comes, and the body dies and the dao disappears.

As a result, only the Mahayana monk Yan Xin remained in the Jinghuo tribe. In the last race war, the three tribes suffered a lot of losses, and there will be no race war in the short term.

Yan Xin intends to go on a trip. In addition to looking for materials for crossing the catastrophe, he also wants to find a panacea that will impact the Mahayana period and cultivate new Mahayana monks.

They were able to advance to the Mahayana stage because the previous grand elder of the Jinghuo Clan got three Nine Flames Wonderful Spirit Pills from the dojo of Xuanling Tianzun. The spiritual objects that the monks hit the Mahayana stage are too precious, and most of them are in the hands of the big clan.

"Yes, my ancestor."

Yan Ji agreed, Yan Xin is not in the Xuanling Continent, the Jinghuo Clan will have to be honest for a while, provoking a race war is not good for the Jinghuo Clan.

After a few words of advice, Yan Xin took more than 20 clansmen and left the Wanyan Mountain Range, intending to cross the sea.

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Overseas, in a certain piece of blue sea, a ray of blood flew across the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Not long after, the light of blood stopped over a deserted island with a radius of a hundred miles, and a spaceship gleaming with blood appeared.

Xuedao Zhenjun and Chu Feng stood on it, Xuedao Zhenjun's face was pale, there was a finger-thick blood hole on his left chest, covered with cuts and bruises, Chu Feng's face was bloodless, and his back was bloody.

Crossing the sea area is far more dangerous than True Lord Blood Knife thought. In addition to the seventh-level monsters, he also needs to guard against alien races and natural restrictions.

Not long ago, they encountered a huge wind. They managed to avoid the wind. They were discovered by aliens and hunted down. They managed to break out of the siege.

They spent nearly a thousand years at sea, relying on the strength of True Lord Blood Knife to cross the sea area is simply a dream.

With a pinch of the Blood Saber True Sovereign Art, the Bloody Flying Boat quickly landed in a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.

"How many times is this? I don't believe your luck is so good every time."

Chu Feng said meaningfully.

If she recovers her cultivation, the chances of them crossing the sea will increase a lot.

True Monarch Xuedao frowned. What Chu Feng said was reasonable, and the facts were true. He had a lot of cultivation resources in his hands, and he also had seventh-level lightning-absorbing beads. It was only a matter of time before Chu Feng recovered his cultivation.

He sighed lightly, took out a cyan storage ring, threw it to Chu Feng, and said, "I hope you don't turn against me."

"What's the benefit of turning against you? We are grasshoppers on the same rope. Let's cross the sea after I recover my cultivation!"

Chu Feng suggested.

True Monarch Blood Knife nodded, and the two walked into a cave not far away and stayed here.

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The Tianxuan Mountain Range is located in the northeast of the Qianyuan Continent, which is the territory of the Ancient Qiong Clan.

In an open field, two men and a woman are fighting. Judging from their aura, they are all cultivators.

The woman was wearing a blue dress, with picturesque facial features, holding a green flying sword in her hand, her face was pale, and there was a horrible bloodstain on her left shoulder, the blood that flowed out was black.

The two men had wide mouths and small noses, sunken eyes, and some yellow spirit patterns on their bodies. They were about the same size as the woman in the green skirt. They roared like beasts, and emitted golden sound waves. Wherever they passed, the ground Torn apart, earth and stone crumbled.

The woman in the green dress pinched the sword art, countless flying sand and rocks flew up, turned into flying swords, and greeted them.

The golden sound wave was like a rainbow, defeating the attacking flying sword, and instantly arrived in front of the woman in the green skirt, who greeted her with a sword.

With a muffled sound, the woman in the green skirt flew upside down and hit the ground heavily, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, her face pale.

"Still unwilling to take refuge with our Tianhou clan? Then don't blame us for destroying flowers."

A burly man in yellow shirt sneered, with a murderous look on his face.

"You destroy my family, and you still want me to rely on you? Don't think about it."

The girl in the green skirt was full of grief and indignation, and her body was full of aura, which merged with the blue long sword and turned into a blue rainbow.

"Hmph, we have destroyed the dharma image, how powerful it can be."

The big man in the yellow shirt said so, and with a pinch of the formula, a huge phantom appeared above his head.

Xuying let out an extremely angry roar, spewed out a golden sound wave, and tiny cracks appeared in the void.

The cyan Changhong collided with the golden sound wave and flew upside down, and a woman's scream came out.

With a flash of blue light, the woman in the green skirt fell to the ground, and the blue flying sword fell to the side.

"I'll send you on your way!"

As soon as the big man in the yellow shirt looked cold, he was about to kill him.

At this moment, a deafening thunder sounded, resounding through the heaven and earth, and two thick silver lightning bolts descended from the sky, striking at the two men.

The two were shocked, and before they had time to react, the silver lightning struck down, and two screams sounded.

The ground shook violently, and two huge pits with a diameter of several tens of feet appeared.

Two miniature Nascent Souls flew out of the thunder, with panicked expressions.

Before they flew far, a white glow descended from the sky, covered the two miniature Nascent Souls, and got involved in a white jade bottle.

The woman in the green skirt was slightly taken aback, and looked towards the distant sky, a silver long rainbow appeared in the sky, not long after, the silver long rainbow stopped in mid-air, and a flying boat with silver light appeared.

Seven human monks stood on the silver flying boat. In addition to Wang Mengbin and the other five, there was also a white-faced and beardless old man in white robes and a tall young man in red shirt. When they saw the woman in the green skirt, they looked anxious and flew over quickly.

Bai Yuqi made a move with one hand, and the white jade bottle flew towards her. She searched for the souls of the two Nascent Souls, and said with a frown, "The Xu family has been wiped out."

The meeting of hundreds of clans was over, and the monks of various clans left one after another. Wang Yingjie left Qi Yunfeng without getting any more rare things. On the way, he met two monks who were robbed and killed by monks of other races. "Spirit Sword Classic", they come from the Xu family, and the ancestral land of the Xu family is in the territory of the Hua clan.

There are human monks everywhere in the Qianyuan Continent, but most of the human monks gather in the southeast of the Qianyuan Continent.

The Xu family did not have a fit monk, so they took refuge in the Hua clan.

(End of this chapter)