I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 619: Father, let’s go…

Latest URL: Seeing that the time is ripe, Qing Ziyan gently raised his hand, his slender and white fingers drew a small arc in the air, and those rattan swords that had been condensed in the air for a long time suddenly tensed! All the cultivators thought they heard the sound of the bowstring being tightened!

"Shhhhhhh——"

There was an endless sound of piercing through the air, and the movement of countless rattan swords almost tore the air apart!

The moment Qing Ziyan shook his finger, those Sanxians seemed to have already made an agreement, and scattered to avoid it!

While avoiding the unavoidable Zhipo Army, his face trembled heavily, and several layers of protective shields lit up, facing those countless rattan swords!

He can't retreat! Unable to return! There is Zhiwei behind him, if that child saw his father fail with his own eyes, how could he just sit idly by? And there are those demon cultivators behind...

So, he can't take a step back!

Tightening his sleeves tightly, Zhi Pojun looked gloomy as he looked at the first rattan sword that stabbed down. Then he waved his hand fiercely, and the natal weapon 'Moon Crescent' suddenly appeared. It was a scimitar as tall as a person, shaped like a crescent moon, and the semicircular blade shone with a sharp cold light. I don't know how many immortal monks' blood was contaminated to make it so good.

At this time, facing the rain of swords all over the sky, the Zhipo Army had no choice but to attack first!

"Buzz!"

'Moon Crescent' spun and flew out, hitting the first rattan sword fiercely! The rattan sword looked ugly, but when it collided with the 'Moon Crescent', it seemed to suddenly become a real sword, making a "clang" sound of gold and jade striking each other.

Although the first vine sword was knocked away, Zhipo Jun's face became more and more ugly. The strength of this sword...

Before he allowed him to think about it, the countless long swords that flew over broke through the air and struck fiercely!

"Clang clang---"

'Moon Crescent' is indeed the natal weapon of the seventh-level demon cultivator, and it ruthlessly knocked away vine swords one after another in the constant rotation. From a distance, Zhipo Army seemed to be surrounded by those overwhelming rattan swords.

At this situation, the hearts of those venerable demon cultivators trembled wildly! Even if Zhipojun is a seventh-level magic cultivator, can he survive under such intensive attacks? Feeling a little apprehensive in my heart, it was difficult to maintain the previous state of mind, and soon the loose immortals found a loophole, attacked one after another mercilessly, and fell into a state of depression.

The most powerful monks of the two ways of immortality and demons fought fiercely in mid-air, and the monks of the two ways of immortality and demons who were slightly inferior were not idle, and everyone fought fiercely. Among these chaotic crowds, Langju would occasionally glance at Qing Ziyan and the others. Even if Huanran is not on the scene, you can still see this grand battle clearly through the wolf house.

At this time, the rattan swords and the 'Moon Crescent' collided with each other one after another, causing the vigor and blood of all the cultivators to surge. However, when the sword formation under Qing Ziyan was always used up, when the last vine sword was knocked away by the 'Moon Crescent', the figure of Zhi Po Jun finally appeared. It's just that at this time, all the protective shields on his body were broken, his face was pale, there was faint blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and even the 'moon bend' had been knocked out many gaps. The magic weapon was damaged, and even the shining light was not so good-looking.

However, no matter what the price was, the Zhipo Army would still break Qing Ziyan's sword formation. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief while cheering and jumping.

However, at this moment of relief, the real ultimate move came quietly!

A light sword intent quietly flew out from the jade pendant around Qing Ziyan's waist. It was a calm, thick and reliable sword intent like a mountain, but it was extremely fast and light, as if helped by the wind. Almost before the breath of Zhi Po Jun was relieved, he flew over without a trace of fireworks.

Even the Zhipo Army couldn't help but lose face when faced with this sword with extraordinary sword intent!

This is Qing Bofeng's sword intent!

He was careless!

The same goes for all the demon cultivators. They all thought that Qing Bofeng was trapped by the sky thunder and couldn't move freely, but they forgot that even if Qing Bofeng couldn't move, he could still give his sword intent to others!

As the head of the Qing family and Qing Bofeng's favorite junior, how could Qing Ziyan not have a sword intent to attack? And judging from its completeness, it should be formed by Qing Bofeng when he was about to break through. The power is even more extraordinary!

This is the sword of the eighth-level peak sword fairy!

Even the Zhipo Army can't avoid it now! He could only watch helplessly as this sword intent pierced towards him!

"Father!"

At this moment, a cuckoo's cry of crying blood flew out from Zhipojun's sleeve, and then, a slender figure with dozens of layers of protective shields suddenly appeared in front of Zhipojun! The sword was intended to easily pass through those protective shields, then through Tian Zhiwei's chest, through the right shoulder of Zhi Pojun who was furious because of this sudden scene, and stretched out his hand to pull his daughter's right shoulder, and finally exploded hundreds of people. Zhang's yellow sand, after destroying half of the city, was annihilated invisibly.

"Zhiwei!"

Tian Zhiwei's body fell limply, and Zhi Pojun hugged his daughter with one hand, his right shoulder was unable to lift because of a big hole, and the strong healing power was also healed very quickly because of Qing Bofeng's sword intent difficult.

And Tian Zhiwei was even worse, a big hole was broken from her chest to her belly, and only a thin layer of flesh and blood was left on the left and right sides, so it was not broken in two!

"Ahem! Vomit..."

Viting up a lot of blood, but more blood and heart fragments flowed out of Tianzhi's shattered body. If Zhipojun hadn't used his huge demonic energy to keep Tianzhiwei alive, she would have lost all energy.

"Father, go..."

Looking at his dying daughter, Zhipojun felt great pain in his heart. He put Tianzhiwei in his sleeve ~IndoMTL.com~ originally to protect her. Because in this war, no one is safer than yourself. Putting his daughter in another place, Zhi Po Jun was not at ease. But he was also afraid that Tian Zhiwei would not be able to get out if he died in an accident, so he gave Tian Zhiwei the privilege of being able to enter and leave the universe in his sleeve. But he never expected that Zhiwei would suddenly appear and block this fatal blow for him!

Healing Tian Zhiwei with trembling hands, Zhi Po Jun's eyes quickly turned blood red, and several blood threads continued to spread, making him look extremely terrifying. And that black hair, which started from the root of the hair, turned into snow white in the blink of an eye! Knowing that Po Jun was so sad.

Tianzhiwei's brothers and sisters became crazy when they saw this, they rushed forward one by one without fear of death, knowing that they couldn't stop those loose immortals, so they chose to blew themselves up one by one with extreme bravery!

Amidst the sky full of flames, Zhipojun tore open his chest without hesitation, forcefully pulled half of his heart and put it on Tianzhi Wei'an, pulling her from the death line at least.

Holding Tianzhiwei with one hand, and taking a look at those apprentices who have used their own self-destructs to hold back the footsteps of the Immortals and Sanxians, Zhipojun's eyes flashed a faint trace of water, and then turned around resolutely, ruthlessly He waved his sleeves fiercely! With Tian Zhiwei, he tore open the void channel and disappeared.