On the side, Jiang Hongshao also breathed a sigh of relief, the overall situation has been decided.

Although I didn't get the Taoist artifact, I can go back and pay for it if I have the Holy Sect's treasure.

At this time, a big sword from the sky struck the Third Ancestor below with overwhelming killing intent.

This sword is so powerful that wherever it passes, the space will be shattered.

Looking at the big sword above his head, the Third Ancestor closed his eyes helplessly. In his current state, he could not block the sword at all.

And at this critical moment, a sword flew out and struck at the broadsword.

boom!

The broadsword was blocked.

The Third Patriarch opened his eyes, and a woman appeared in front of him. She was Tushan Yinglian.

Seeing her, hope ignited in the eyes of the Third Ancestor again. Tushan Yinglian's strength was not weaker than him, and she could also master the art of clone. With him around, maybe there would be hope for the Holy Sect.

The Third Patriarch looked directly at Tushan Yinglian and said with a smile: "After all, you still can't let go of the Holy Sect."

Tushan Yinglian shook his head: "I let it go.

It's just that I think it's a pity that you died here.

Also, it would be detrimental to Tianzong for the Shengzong’s wealth to fall into the Jiang family.”

After hearing these words, the Third Patriarch seemed to understand what Tushan Yinglian meant.

Tushan Yinglian continued: "By taking refuge in Tianzong, we can protect the Holy Sect."
Chapter completed!