Huang Jiulong staggered a few steps, which could be regarded as barely standing firm, and his cultivation fell to the lower three realms.

If it weren't for the broken army that ranked tenth among the ten swords in Sword City, with the last half of the mad sword soul, it could be regarded as a self-made danger to stop his Huang Jiulong's fall and cultivation.

Otherwise, the best situation for Huang Jiulong today is a mortal person.

But even if it was Huang Jiulong, who was cultivating in the lower three realms, the ten steps around his body were looming, and there were several famous swords that were like thunder in the eyes of the monks on the mountain.

Whether it's the sword itself or the monk who used to hold the sword.

Huang Jiulong was a little calm, and even a little uncontrollable joy.

"If the seniors don't understand, how can they understand. "Huang Jiulong, who has not cultivated the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor, now feels particularly transparent, just like the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor cultivation that he has climbed all his life and sought in the eyes of ordinary monks on the mountain, but it is a boulder in his Huang Jiulong's heart, the kind that cannot be crossed no matter how he climbs.

Huang Jiulong kept his voice calm, wanted to say something he wouldn't have said, and then thought about it, as long as he moved this thought, no matter whether he opened his mouth or not, the threshold in his heart was actually considered to have passed a level, and he was already speaking.

Thinking about it, it is better to say that the picture is transparent and unhindered, after all, the current Huang Jiulong is his Huang Jiulong, even if he is still the weakest gatekeeper of the god ruins, but in the end he is the gatekeeper who knows the time of his death.

"She came to me and said something, do you want to hear it?"

There are not many predecessors who can make him Huang Jiulong speak, there are many more before, but the water and moon of nine thousand years are too long and too long, he is familiar, unfamiliar but familiar one by one died before him Huang Jiulong, and later, one by one is not familiar but can still be named, until he Huang Jiulong adapts, he doesn't think these are anything.

And he Huang Jiulong, who is not dead, is still known, Wu Chen is not counted, but the one who was not called Wu Chen ten thousand years ago is now Wu Chen.

Wu Chen was not surprised, not because Huang Jiulong would say something to himself, but because the other party said that she would say something to Huang Jiulong.

"It's nothing more than figuring out your Huang Jiulong's state of mind, after looking for this line, say a way to send you Huang Jiulong who is satisfied with how you hear it, how to count it as a way to send him to death, and then he is especially careful to list the pros and cons for you Huang Jiulong, that is, there is no sword city after Huang Jiulong, Huang Jiulong after Huang Jiulong, Huang Jiulong after no cultivation, even your precious disciple, it is estimated that there is no less, of course, there is a hundred years of probability above your Huang Jiulong, there is no less. ”

"It's better than what you Huang Jiulong himself calculated in his heart, but you Huang Jiulong didn't agree at first, because it's too good that you Huang Jiulong don't believe in pie in the sky, but you Huang Jiulong turned his head and thought about it, anyway, how many miles have you Huang Jiulong walked in the past few thousand years, and how many accidents have you seen, even if there are some unexpected, Huang Jiulong has been expected.

And you, Huang Jiulong, are not afraid to boil the expected into the unexpected heart anyway. ”

Huang Jiulong then remembered, what kind of predecessor is the predecessor in front of him, like that ten thousand years ago, will it be possible that the present day after ten thousand years will become his Huang Jiulong, who can't die if he wants to?

It's just that there are some things that he Huang Jiulong didn't say, there is a sixty percent chance of a hundred years, and an eighty percent chance of death.

After all, she said it very clearly to him Huang Jiulong, she knew that he was only him ten thousand years ago, just like Huang Jiulong nine thousand years ago, how could he have thought that Huang Jiulong now not only did not practice the sword that he had sworn to death, but also taught his own disciples to practice the sword diligently, it is better to look at the sword more.

Why did he, Huang Jiulong, bring his apprentice to the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, and why did he let Cui Puyang take the Chengying, you must know that among the ten swords in Sword City, there is a better temper than Chengying, a high ranking, and a handful of Wenxing in the snow, fourth.

It's all him, Huang Jiulong, who is doing something, and may not have prepared in advance for the second time.

Huang Jiulong Shanran smiled and said, "It turns out that the predecessors all know." ”

"Your own apprentice rises ass, you Huang Jiulong probably know what the other party is going to fart, why isn't she one of my apprentices. ”

Huang Jiulong is not in the stubble, even if he can't and doesn't want to, no matter what the next result is, even if he beats the secular world under the mountain to a thousand holes, he Huang Jiulong is already the first to win, a big one.

Huang Jiulong smiled again.

There was nothing to do in all directions, and on both sides was his original Xuan Emperor Triple Heavenly Sword Cultivation Huang Jiulong, who couldn't afford to provoke him, let alone the current Yellow Jiulong of the Lower Three Realms, so he could only laugh at it.

"Let's have a good time for a hundred years, this world is going to be different, it's very different, I hope you Huang Jiulong won't regret this move today." ”

Huang Jiulong shook his head and said: "Seniors, don't worry, you can't regret it in the past, after all, no matter how you go, it's the same road many times, once it doesn't work twice, two times it doesn't work three or four times, there is always one line, even if you regret it now, for Huang Jiulong, isn't it a thing to be happy about?"

Wu Chen was no longer looking at Huang Jiulong, so the light in his piercing eyes began to fade, and above the peak was the fifth watch, which was not very bright.

One step out is one step out step by step, sucking in front of Yang Zhantian.

It was both a trapped cage and a trapped dragon's array, and it suddenly had no use, because when Wu Chen took a step out, the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth was unwilling to "lend" spiritual power to supply the trapped cage to operate.

As for Gou Tian, who had an extremely long inheritance, and even could occupy a position among the hundred great array weapons in the formation alliance, or a particularly high position, he was slapped by Wu Chen under his left hand and couldn't move.

It's just that Goutian is still constantly connecting spaces, creating a realm of illusion.

However, these are all useful to the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor, but to Wu Chen, they are useless at all.

Although Yang Zhantian's heart sank to the bottom of the lake, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating, in the end, he was a Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor, and the Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor who could not do it was also a Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor.

The road has been established, according to the world's words, there is only one way to go to the black, he is not the gatekeeper of Sword City, there is not so much way back.

Suddenly, Yang Zhantian only felt that the spiritual power of heaven and earth had become restrained, and the Great Dao was invisible, but at this moment, it had become tangible and tangible, but the Great Dao of the Martial Ancestor's Secret Realm seemed to be not very friendly to him Yang Zhantian.