"Third aunt, is there any way?"

Sanshang's voice was heavy and his expression was solemn. He also felt bad about this weird thing and said, "Do you need my help?"

"There is a way, but I don't need your help. Just keep this Ghost Poison Sect safe."

Sangu Jian held the long sword in her hand on the ground, her eyes were cold and stern, her fighting spirit was surging crazily, and she looked like she was desperate.

"you"

Sanshang frowned. He vaguely guessed what the former wanted to do. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by the woman beside him.

"I'm here, the little sect master and the Ghost Poison Sect will be left to you."

Sangu Jian's eyes were cold and stern, she turned to look at Su Chen and said, "Remember what you promised me."

Seeing Su Chen nodding in agreement, her figure rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

When Jian Sangu flew out, San Shang took a step to his side and stood in front of Su Chen. His breath spread, protecting Su Chen and himself, and then his dull voice sounded.

"Nineteen, call out everyone who can still move. Don't let the sect be destroyed."

Ten breaths after the sound fell, dozens of figures flashed out of the Ghost Poison Sect, and all kinds of energy surged, overwhelmingly covering the space of the Ghost Poison Sect.

A look of shock appeared on Su Chen's face. This was the first time he had seen such a battle!

"Sanshang, what's going on?"

A few voices sounded, followed by silence.

At this time, Sister Jian's figure is like a sword, with a long green sword in her hand, and she has thousands of incarnations.

In mid-air, the green sword shadow covered the sky and the sun, like a sword array.

The black shadow's palm was raised, and the endless sword energy seemed to sweep out from the void, covering the body like a sword.

Obviously, under the pressure of Jian Sangu's move, he also felt a sense of oppressive crisis.

"Thousand Sword Jue, Lingxu Demon Suppressing Sword!"

The energy of heaven and earth, like a tide, crazily merged into the long sword in the hand of Jian Sangu, and the sharp breath seemed to cut this space into pieces!

No wonder she asked Sanshang to protect the Ghost Poison Sect. This time, it was slightly beyond the scope of the Douzun level, and this sword move could no longer be included in the Earth level!

Su Chen's heart was shaken wildly, and his face showed a look of horror.

The next moment, the long sword slashed down in the eyes of countless people, and with the fierce sword energy, it attacked the black shadow.

Below, in the hands of the black shadow, the black mist also condensed into a black sword. Its appearance was the same as Su Chen's Ghost Emperor Tu Shan Dao.

The black knife was lowered, and the energy of the rolling knife brought up endless black mist to meet Jian Sangu who was coming to kill him.

In an instant, the two collided!

boom!

The fierce aftermath spread crazily, and where the two touched, the space collapsed. At this time, the dark hole had no time to repair, and it collapsed again!

"Kill me!"

The power of the sword gradually weakened on the sword body. Sister Jian's eyes were hard, and she slapped her chest heavily with her palm. Then, the few blood essence in her body sprayed out and fell on the green sword.

The blood light soaked in the green light, and the sword's power rose again. As soon as it fell, it actually suppressed the black sword bit by bit!

boom!

There was another loud noise, and smoke and dust were everywhere in that place. The originally good square was now in a mess, with countless gravel flying out.

"Ahem."

A violent coughing sound rang out, and everyone followed the sound and saw Sister Jian leaning against the stone statue. The long sword in her hand was dim.

"How's that guy doing?"

Su Chen was the first to react and looked at the deep pit revealed by the falling smoke.

"Sanshang, this thing doesn't have much power left, it will be sealed soon."

Jian Sangu's weak voice sounded, once again making everyone alert.

When Su Chen turned around again, Sanshang's figure had disappeared. Above the giant pit, a figure stood in the sky, and a huge formation spread out.

"Heavenly Spirit Art, Hundred Desolations Sealing Heaven Map!"

The formation rotated, and then quickly suppressed it, without giving the black shadow a chance to breathe.

"This thing is at least heaven-level!"

Su Chen held her knees with trembling palms. This day was really shocking.

After doing all this and ensuring that Heiying had no chance to come back again, Sanshang's expression fell in defeat, he walked to the former's side, squeezed out a smile, and said.

"Little sect leader, go to the main hall and rest."

"Third aunt, Sanshang uncle, you guys?"

Seeing the two people with pale faces in the hall, Su Chen couldn't help but worry.

"In the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay by my little sect master's side for a while."

Sanshang's face turned bitter, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and it took a long time before he spoke.

"The energy accumulated and restored in the body has almost been used up. It will be difficult to block things related to Dou Emperor. Although the strength of that thing is less than one ten thousandth of Dou Emperor, it is not something that we can easily suppress in our current state."

After a pause, he continued: "In five years, you must find the Ghost Emperor Tushan Dao, otherwise, the Ghost Poison Sect will be destroyed!"

The last sentence is very dignified and solemn.

"Little Sect Leader, I wonder if I can ask you to do something for me?"

After hesitating for a moment, Sanshang gently patted Su Chen's shoulder, forced a smile, and said, "If I can't wake up in the future, help me send this thing to the Spirit Clan."

"Eldar?"

Su Chen's body trembled, his voice was low, and he said, "The Spirit Tribe, one of the eight ancient tribes?"

"oh?"

Sanshang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "So the little sect master knows, he is indeed the sect master of my Ghost Poison Sect."

His laughter fell, and he put a delicate short blade into Su Chen's hand in front of him. After doing this, his fingers became a little stiff.

Gray dyed his eyes, freezing Sanshang's smiling face in the hall.

Not long after he woke up, he fell into a deep sleep again. The hall fell into a slightly sad silence.

"Ahem."

The hoarse voice suddenly sounded, making everyone startled. They all looked at Jian Sangu beside Sanshang, and saw the black blood vomited on the ground.

"Little Sect Leader, I'm afraid I won't live much longer. My essence and blood are exhausted, and the vitality in my body is almost gone. If it weren't for the strange formation under the Ghost Poison Sect, my soul would have been wiped out long ago."

Two more mouthfuls of black blood spurted out, and wrinkles gradually appeared on her face. Her face, which was originally considered young, now looked countless older.

"Little sect master, please help me give this Thousand Waters Jade Sword to that boy Su Jiuge."

Pointing to the blue sword leaning against the chair, Sister Jian closed her eyes and hummed a tune softly.

The voice was slightly hoarse, revealing endless sadness and desolation, and seemed to be full of longing for that person.

After a long time, the sound gradually stopped, and the world returned to silence.

Su Chen picked up the long sword, silently put it into the ring, glanced sideways at the black shadow sealed under the square, and slowly clenched his fists.

"Seniors, please bury Third Aunt."

The voice was full of loss and sadness, and Su Chen's figure gradually faded away.

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