The people of the Xiao family came and went in a hurry, although it didn't have much impact on Qianjue, but it still made him a little interested in this Xiao family.

"The Xiao Family ...... in Middle-earth"

Qian Jue looked at the back of the Xiao family in the distance, and couldn't help frowning. He didn't know what kind of weight the Xiao family had in Zhongzhou, but he knew that Xiao Qingling had a lot of weight in the Xiao family, otherwise an old man who had jumped out of the mortal realm would not be so respectful to her.

"The little princess of the Xiao family......"

Qianjue smiled for the last time and withdrew his gradually blurred gaze.

Next, he should go to the national teacher. Now that the Yuan Vein has been undamaged, his cultivation has been fully restored, and the two powers of the Immortal and Martial Realms are running continuously in his body, he should not continue to stay in this secular world. This is a world where pseudo-martial artists and other types of cultivators coexist in addition to cultivators, and he who has immortal cultivation is here, I am afraid that he will be suppressed.

However, by the time he returned to the Eastern Zhou Empire, the situation had changed a lot.

The gates of the imperial capital have been broken, and the original bustling and prosperous capital has now become a scorched earth, full of broken walls and wisps of rising black smoke.

The little guy stood on Qianjue's shoulder, blinked his big round eyes, and looked at everything in front of him, as if he was a little confused.

"What's going on?"

Qian Jue also wondered, the Eastern Zhou Empire was the strongest among several empires in the secular world, and the imperial capital was heavily guarded, and countless strong people guarded the palace, how could it become like this?

With the strength of the Eastern Zhou Empire, even if several other empires marched at the same time and launched an attack on it, they would never beat the imperial capital like this.

"What did the monk do?"

It is impossible for a secular force to produce such a destructive force in such a short period of time, and that can only target the monks.

There is such an unfathomable existence as a Martial Saint in the secular world, and cultivators naturally don't dare to intrude at will, let alone make such a big move. In this way, it can only be a power dormant in the secular world.

The secular world is getting more and more lively......

Before, Qian Jue felt that this secular world was not as simple as it seemed, but now it seems that it is more mysterious than he imagined.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed past him, and the speed was extremely fast, so fast that even the current cultivation of Qian Jue couldn't see the appearance of the figure clearly.

"Who?!"

Qian Jue turned around suddenly, stepped on the wind under his feet, and took a step into the air, jumped a few feet, and followed the figure.

It was a full quarter of an hour before the figure was cut off.

It was a teenager, who looked like he was ten years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and was dressed in splendid white. What made Qianjue a little moved was that although this person seemed harmless to humans and animals, a dangerous aura was faintly steaming, giving him a very bad premonition.

"You're a thousand uniques. The young man's eyes were bright, and he said, "Your disguise technique is superb. ”

For the sake of convenience, Qian Jue is still in the appearance of a heavenly master, and plans to return to his true face after visiting other national teachers and leaving this place. I didn't expect someone to recognize him at this time.

"The people of the Martial Saint?"

After thinking about it, if there was anyone in the secular world who was hostile to him, it should be the Martial Saint. He first made a splash with the Martial Saint's junior disciple, and then killed the Martial Saint's eldest disciple in the past, relying on the Martial Saint's cultivation, he must have already known.

"Looks like you know how much trouble you've gotten into yourself. The young man smiled, "Although I don't have any relationship with Senior Brother, after all, I am a person from the Martial Saint lineage, can you kill whatever you say?"

Sure enough, he is a person of the Martial Saint, and he is also a disciple of the Martial Saint.

"Are there a lot of disciples of the Martial Saint? Why did you kill one and pop out again, endlessly. "Knowing the details of the person who came, Qian Jue relaxed a lot, and even the eldest disciple of the Martial Saint was killed by him, let alone this person?

Of course, this person knew that his senior brother had been beheaded and dared to come to him alone, which showed that his cultivation was much higher than pentanol.

But so what? The current Qian Jue just longs for a duel with a master on a par with himself, in order to measure his recent cultivation.

However, Qianjue is even more curious about why the current Eastern Zhou Empire is in such a situation.

"Could it be that the current situation of the Eastern Zhou Empire is also due to the Martial Saint?" asked Qian Jue by touching his nose.

If this is the case, will the national teacher be safe?

The young man shook his head slightly: "Naturally not. This world is far from being as simple as you seem, just like you think that Pentol should be important as a great disciple of the Martial Saint, but in fact he is very humble. There are always some forces that have been dormant in the shadows for many years, but their true strength is far more terrifying than you think. ”

"Oh, are you talking about the Panlong Temple?"

"What is Panlong Temple? My master alone can withstand thousands or hundreds of Panlong Temples. The young man's face was full of pride, but at the same time, he showed endless contempt for Qianjue: "Heh, now you still have the mind to look at the Eastern Zhou Empire, and you don't ask the old thing of the national teacher whether he is dead or alive." ”

Hearing the other party's disrespectful remarks to the national teacher, Qian Jue suddenly raised his head, a cold gaze was stimulated by the anger in his heart, and the majestic murderous aura soared into the air, and the huge coercion pressed towards the other party.

"Huh?"

The other party didn't expect Qian Jue to be so strong, and the power of the divine soul released was far beyond his expectations, and after taking a few steps back, he waved his hand to form a seal, which dispersed the oncoming coercion.

"It seems that that old thing has a very unusual place in your heart. The boy laughed instead of being angry, "That's very good." ”

As soon as he said that, his right hand flipped, and a piece of Dingxi quietly appeared.

Qianju's eyes froze, it was the stuff of the national teacher!

At this moment, the young man's figure disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already behind Qianjue, and his fingers were like knives, and they fell with a bang.

"Whew!"

The blade is very sharp, and if it falls on the neck of a thousand uniques, blood will definitely be splattered on the spot.

However, the Thousand Peerless Cultivation has greatly increased, and the divine sense is too sensitive, although he was in a trance just now, he still smelled the smell of danger, and he dodged away.

However, the opponent was also strong, he couldn't hit it with a blow, and his backhand was a fist, slamming into Qianjue's left shoulder, the force was very strong, even if it was smashed on the boulder, it would be torn apart.

Qian Jue sneered, and also swung his fist, the runes on it were swirling, and the golden light was shining, colliding with the opponent's fist.

"Bang!"

A blazing wind lifted up, and the surrounding grass and trees turned into flying ash.

The young man felt a sharp pain in his fist, and couldn't help but shiver a few times, and his face changed. Unexpectedly, among his peers, there were people who were stronger than him in the flesh.

"Huh?"

Qian Jue was also stunned for a moment, among the monks of the same realm, there are really not many who can compete with him with their bare hands, but they didn't expect the other party to have this strength.

"It seems that there are also outstanding people under the Martial Saint. ”

Qian Jue smiled and swung his fist again!

"Boom!"

The two fought against each other, each taking out their own special skills, and for a while the storm was raging.

The young man stepped into the air, and then fell suddenly, his feet stepped out of a huge circle in the void, as if stepping on a mountain down, the vast pressure pressed the mountain rocks below cracked, and the ground scavenged to a depth of several feet!

The sword of the thousand peerless eyebrows turned into a lotus flower and bloomed, and the thousands of sword qi roared through the vicissitudes of life, extremely sharp, ruthlessly piercing every corner of the void.

The sky is falling apart.

It's hard to imagine that both of them are just gods in the Hidden Realm, and they can actually play such a terrifying power, if someone watches the battle again, they will definitely be shocked.