Qingfeng sword in hand.

Xu Lai directly cut out the seventh, eighth and nineth styles of Qingfeng Sword Intent.

The three swords were slashed out at the same time and landed on the giant whale. Xu Lai, who had no hope, suddenly shrank his pupils.

The ninth posture of Qingfeng Sword Intent seemed to have an effect, and a relatively conspicuous trace was cut on the transparent body of the giant whale.

"continue!"

Xu Lai's breathing was rapid and his eyes were filled with endless spirit.

Qi Ling sighed lightly. She was really worried that Xu Lai would stay alone in the space of silence. Her original intention was to come back and persuade her.

But now when it comes to the words, he can't say anything at all. This man is as stubborn as ever.

stubborn.

Sometimes it is an advantage.

Sometimes it can be fatal at any time.

Xu Lai's stubbornness makes sense. The northern fairyland on the back of the giant whale has countless creatures.

Life is very valuable in the Immortal Realm, and countless casualties are caused by various reasons every day.

But life is also valuable.

At least in Xu Lai's eyes, that's true.

"Emperor Qingfeng, Sister Jian, attack here!"

A faint divine thought came out.

Qingfeng Sword Artifact Spirit hesitated: "Did you hear the sound of the Eight Desolate Cauldron?"

"You heard it?"

Xu Lai didn't hear it, and suddenly looked down at the sword in his palm.

"able."

The spirit of the artifact said disgusted: "But I don't want to pay attention to it. It's too annoying. Who is its sword sister?"

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Chapter completed!