They had already made the worst plan. After all, it was a magical weapon, a blow that contained endless obsessions from the ancient king of the ancient spirit sect. They did not think that Jiang Xiaofan could survive. But now, Jiang Xiaofan survived, which was beyond their expectations.

"Xiaofan!"

Xian Yuewu shouted and rushed over immediately.

Jiang Xiaofan was safe and sound, and the light of the artifact was dissipated. Naturally, several ancient kings of the ancient spirit sect would not stop her anymore.

The girl threw herself into Jiang Xiaofan's arms, and didn't care about the blood all over his body, and hugged him tightly. Tears of sadness kept falling. She was really scared just now. If something happened to Jiang Xiaofan, she really didn't know what to do in the future. She would die with her.

"Xiao Wu doesn't cry."

Jiang Xiaofan comforted softly.

He wanted to reach out to touch her, but stopped again because his hands were covered in blood.

"My friend is really amazing!"

The old antiques of Taishui people stepped over.

It was just a mysterious immortal who survived the situation, which was enough to make him feel palpitations in such an old antique.

"Senior, praise it."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.

He held a stone mirror in his right hand, which had become dim and dull at this moment. He had already scanned with his divine thoughts before, and the Taoist principles and power contained in it were still there, and it was not sealed like the Demon Sword. This is still a perfect divine mirror, a powerful divine weapon.

The old antiques of Taishui clan naturally saw this stone mirror. Although there was a bright light in his eyes, he didn't say anything. This stone mirror was conquered by Jiang Xiaofan for all his life. Now that it has fallen into Jiang Xiaofan's hands, he can't have any other ideas.

If he changed to another Xuanxian, he might have fought for it, but the person in front of him was different, so he would not have such an idea. What's more, they were all ally, Shuangfa issued a vow of heaven, and Jiang Xiaofan had also given the strongest ancient scriptures of the Ling family to him, the Taishui tribe, which was a more precious thing than a magical weapon.

So no matter from any aspect, he would not talk about the belonging of this mirror.

It should be stored by Jiang Xiaofan.

"We won this battle..."

A smile appeared on Tai Shuisu's face, and his vicissitudes of deep eyes showed a strong look of joy.

"Yes!"

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.
Chapter completed!