Mythical Family: My family is 100 million points strong

While Lin Mu was taking Lin Beixuan back to the Pingyu Jiayitian Lin Clan, the internal war in Qiongyue was coming to an end.

In the sky above the clouds, Qiong Yue Immortal Lord Ma Zhiyuan and the young man from the Immortal Clan with his hands behind his back in front of him were fighting equally, and neither of them could do anything to the other.

But everything else was extremely tragic. Among the three Zhang brothers, Zhang Xuanyue, the second brother, rebelled, the eldest brother died tragically, and Zhang Lingfeng, the third brother, was seriously injured and escaped under the siege of many people.

As for the other Qiongyue disciples, only a few escaped.

On the clouds, the young man from the immortal clan with his hands behind his back looked at Ma Zhiyuan in front of him with a smile.

"As expected of one of the three great immortals of the Four Brahma Heavens, Immortal Qiong Yue, you are really strong. Even I have to admit that without this armillary sphere artifact, I would not be able to stop your offensive at all."

The fairy boy had a look of regret on his face, shook his head and continued.

"It's a pity. Now that Qiong Yue's defeat has been determined, do you think it's necessary to continue fighting, Immortal Lord?"

Both of them could clearly see the battle situation below the clouds.

How could Ma Zhiyuan not know?

He also wanted to get out of his way to help the Qiong Yue disciples, but the man in front of him, relying on the majesty of the divine weapon, entangled him to death.

Now that the defeat was certain, Qiongyue Academy's ten thousand-year foundation would be destroyed in his hands, which made him feel sad.

"Haha! Haha! Haha!"

"Fairy clan, good means, good means."

"But I, Ma Zhiyuan, will never admit defeat."

"Even if I am alone in the battle, I will kill all of you bullshit immortals!"

Ma Zhiyuan holds a wolf-hair pen in his hand, his eyes are extremely clear, and an ink carved bow hangs on his shoulder. Both of them are fake artifacts from Qiongyue Academy.

"Everything? It's a joke. You still want to kill my fellow immortals."

The boy with his hands behind his hands seemed to have heard the best joke in the world, and the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all.

According to the battle damage ratio below, if one person from the Immortal Clan was injured, Qiong Yue would have to die a hundred people to fill the hole.

With such a big gap, you still want to kill all the immortals?

Just a crazy dream!

As for Ma Zhiyuan, the young man with an armillary sphere behind his back has absolute self-confidence, and the other party cannot get rid of him.

Containment, until the rest of the Immortal Clan frees up their hands, Ma Zhiyuan will die.

"Really? Boy, I heard that you are one of the candidates for the Holy Son of the Immortal Clan. You are very powerful and you are among the best among the Immortal Clan."

Ma Zhiyuan suddenly said with a faint look.

This seemed to be a compliment, but the tone of the words made people shudder.

It's a pity that the young man is still young and arrogant. With his current strength, he can restrain or even suppress an immortal who is praised by even the seniors in the clan. Such achievements made him a little arrogant, and he did not notice the cruelty in his words.

"Now that you know my strength, I, Chang Fengyuan, will tell you the truth. Based on my strength, I am only an average person among the immortals. There are many more powerful than me."

"The power of the Immortal Clan is beyond your imagination. Taking refuge in our Immortal Clan is your best choice."

Chang Fengyuan looked proud, as if joining the Immortal Clan was a very honorable thing.

"Haha, haha! Haha!"

Ma Zhiyuan's rough voice resounded through the entire Qiongyue world at this moment. Chang Fengyuan's expression changed drastically and he suddenly became solemn.

The next moment, the overall shape built by Tianshan Seven Residences roared one after another.

Under everyone's surprised look, the mountain group actually evolved into a red-gold dragon, rising into the sky from bottom to top.

Chang Fengyuan was caught off guard, and appeared between him and the armillary sphere, temporarily interrupting his control of the armillary sphere.

Unrestricted, Ma Zhiyuan broke the restraint on the spot, holding a wolf brush and waving it hundreds of times in the air. In an instant, the power of heaven and earth surged, and the entire Qiongyue Academy began to shake violently.

"This, this is?!"

Chang Fengyuan realized something unusual and ran away with just a thought. He didn't even have time to pick up the armillary sphere and fled quickly.

The moment he escaped, the rune patterns on the seventy-two stone pillars located around Qiongyue Academy lit up, exuding a blue luster.

The next moment, seventy-two stone pillars linked together to form a large shield that enveloped the entire Qiongyue Academy.

This is obviously a formation.

"Disciple Qiong Yue will obey orders and fight to the death, no matter what!"

Ma Zhiyuan gave an order, and those Qiong Yue disciples who were still alive immediately offered up their souls, pulled their own strength, and shouted these eight words loudly.

Burn your body and fight to the death, no matter what!