The vast land of the Central Plains, the imperial city of Great Xia.

Zhou Zhou Xian walked slowly on the street, looking at the surrounding scene with an indifferent expression.

"I remember that when I traveled around Zhoutian, I also encountered a world similar to the civilization developed by the current Human Emperor."

"It seems that this human emperor should have borrowed from the more advanced civilization development models of other worlds and applied them to this world......"

Behind him, there were four more people standing!

Three men and one woman, dressed differently.

One of the men spoke: "What does Mr. Zhou mean is that this human emperor is from the outside world?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian said lightly: "There is this possibility, it's just that I'm curious, he didn't break the shackles of fate at all, but why did he have the ability to shuttle through Zhou Tian?" ”

He had been in contact with Ye Qingzhou once before, and he had never felt any powerful aura on Ye Qingzhou.

That is to say, it proves that Ye Qingzhou is a real body, not a clone.

It's just that it makes him even more weird.

Since it is not a great power, and it has not broken the shackles of fate, how can it travel through Zhou Tian?

The rest of the people were silent and did not say anything.

This kind of problem is too far away for them!

Zhou Zhou Xian said to himself:

"Hehe, you don't have to think about it so much now, when I get the origin of heaven and earth, it's not too late to arrest him and torture him."

One of the women pursed her lips and smiled:

"Where you need Mr. Zhou to do it, the Emperor of Heaven will arrest this human emperor."

Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head and said:

"Although I used a little trick to lure the Human Emperor to the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, the Heavenly Emperor may not be able to trap him......"

After a pause, he led the group to the front of the palace and said lightly:

"Okay, don't worry about that, let's finish what we need to do first."

The guards of the palace, looking at a group of people of unknown origin, frowned and said:

"Who's coming, do you have a pass?"

Zhou Zhou Xian said lightly: "Black-hearted old man, I'll leave it to you here!" ”

"Okay."

Behind him, a man dressed in a black robe with a grim face waved his hand lightly.

"Bang bang—"

Several red rays flashed, blasting into the bodies of the guards.

In an instant, their bodies were stunned, and red light appeared in their eyes, and they became like walking corpses.

Zhou Zhou Xian and the others looked calm, strode into the palace, and walked in the direction of the Bitter Giant Tree.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

"Enemy attack!"

A moment later, a rapid bell rang out from inside the palace, spreading in all directions.

The old man had a solemn face, and rushed towards Zhou Zhou Xian and the others with a column of royal forest troops.

The entire palace, under Ye Qingzhou's transformation, already has a complete set of security wording.

Anyone who does not have a pass and rashly breaks into the palace will be perceived by the old man for the first time.

It's just that the old man is very curious!

Now the four seas are one, and the prestige of the emperor is all over the world.

Who else would dare to break into the palace rashly without long eyes?

In the backyard.

Xiaobai leaned lazily on a bamboo chair, with a cup of herbal tea beside him, looking very comfortable.

Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and stood up abruptly.

Her eyes lit up in the direction of the palace, and there was a hint of solemnity in her eyes.

"It's her, she's still alive?!"

This rich, almost disgusting breath was all too familiar to her.

Xiaobai glanced at Baguio and Lin Jingyu, who were still cultivating, and said:

"You two are waiting here, don't go out!"

Lin Jingyu was puzzled: "Master, is something wrong?" ”

It was the first time he had seen his master, and he looked so flustered.

"I hope I'm wrong."

Xiao Bai didn't explain, his body moved, and he flew in the direction of Zhou Xian.

……

Qingyun Mountains, Qingyun Gate.

Aoba Majin slowly walked up to the top of the mountain, with a look of remembrance in his eyes.

"It's been a thousand years, I didn't expect Qingyunmen to become like this."

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment in front of him, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

After all, this is just a dust left behind by him not knowing how long ago.

"Whoever comes, stop immediately!"

A mountain patrol disciple spotted Aoba, and Edgeworth fell.

Aoba Majin looked at the disciple in front of him and nodded slightly:

"It seems that the development of Qingyun Sect is not bad in these years, and even the cultivation of ordinary disciples has reached the eighth layer of Yuqing."

The mountain patrol disciple frowned and looked at Aoba Zhenren:

"May I ask what your Excellency is called, which sect is the Taoist friend, and what is the intention of coming to my Qingyun Sect?"

Aoba Zhenren said lightly:

"You can call me Aoba, I used to be a member of Qingyunmen, and I came here to retrieve the Zhuxian Sword I left back then!"

His expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice, as if he was just saying something insignificant.

The face of the mountain patrol disciple changed, and he said sharply:

"Fellow Daoist, don't be joking, our Qingyunmen is not a place for you to splash."

Although he has only been in the business for seven or eight years, he has heard of the name of Aoba Patriarch.

After all, when they get started, there are senior brothers who will teach them the history of Qingyunmen.

Qingye Patriarch can be said to be the most brilliant one among the ancestors of Qingyunmen.

It can be said that without the Qingye Patriarch, Qingyunmen would not have developed to what it is today.

However, Patriarch Aoba has been gone for a thousand years, so how could he be here?!

The person in front of him is obviously using him.

Aoba Masato just shook his head and waved his hand slightly.

In an instant, the wind swept and the wind and thunder were agitated.

The disciple spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow', slammed into the wall, and fainted.

Aoba Zhenren didn't pay any attention to this disciple, and walked all the way up, and soon came to Yunhai Square.

At this moment, above Yunhai Square, there are columns of disciples practicing in the morning.

Aoba Majin looked at these disciples who had practiced early, and there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

Soon, however, his expression returned to calm, completely devoid of emotion.

He was just about to take a step towards the blue water pool, when an indifferent voice came from behind him:

"Your Excellency, please stop."

Aoba turned his head to look and saw a tall, thin young man walking slowly towards him.

The young man carried a sharp sword at his waist, and his sword eyebrows were starry.

Between looking forward to it, there is a steady temperament.

Aoba looked at the young man and nodded appreciatively:

"It seems that the Tongtian Peak lineage that I have passed down is not too lonely, and it is really not easy for the younger generation of disciples to have such a cultivation."

"What's your name?"

The young man hugged his fists: "Under Xiao Yicai, I don't know why Your Excellency trespassed on my Qingyun Sect and injured my disciples?" ”

Aoba Zhenren spoke: "Come and take the Zhuxian Sword I left here, if they want to stop me, they will naturally be punished." ”

Xiao Yicai frowned: "This Zhuxian Sword has been passed down from generation to generation in my Qingyun Sect, why did it become yours?" ”

"If that's the case, your Excellency will wait here for one or two first, and then make another decision when the head comes, okay?"

He spoke very decently, not deliberately provoking Aoba, but not too much.

After all, according to what those disciples said before, the person in front of him was unfathomable.

He can only stall for time now, waiting for the head to come.

Aoba said indifferently: "Don't be so troublesome, I know where the Zhuxian Sword is." ”

After saying that, he walked towards the blue water pool in front of him.

Xiao Yicai's face changed, and with a 'zheng' sound, he pulled out the seven-star sword on his waist!

"Your Excellency, if you take one step further, you will not blame me for being unkind."

In an instant, a group of disciples surrounded Aoba.

This group of disciples are all elites of Tongtian Peak, and their cultivation is at least the realm of the Seven Heavens.

Xiao Yicai has even reached the peak of the Eight Heavens, even if it is not far from the first seat of each vein!

"You can't stop me." Aoba shook his head.

"Hmph, how do you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Yicai snorted coldly, the sword hissed, and the sword body was like autumn water, shining, and stabbed towards the green leaves.

Seeing this, the mana in the rest of the disciples also surged out wildly, attacking the real person of Aoba!

"Bell—"

Aoba Zhenren just raised his hand slightly, and clamped the seven-star sword in Xiao Yicai's hand.

Instantly, he flicked his fingers, like a thunderbolt, and the sword body shook violently.

Xiao Yicai's face changed, and he only felt a huge force coming, and the Seven Star Sword broke free from his hand and fell into Aoba's hands.

"Zheng—"

Aoba waved the seven-star sword in his hand, and the shocking white light swept in all directions.

"Ahhh

With a scream, the blood flowers on the bodies of those disciples who attacked flew out upside down.

Aoba rubbed the seven-star sword in his hand and said lightly:

"This sword was made by me, second only to the Zhuxian Sword, I didn't expect it to be in your hands."

Xiao Yicai's face was ugly, and he stared at Aoba Zhenren tightly:

"Who are you?"

The strength of the person in front of him is really far beyond his imagination.

There were so many of them besieging them, and they didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

This kind of strength is probably more than the real person in charge!

"Aoba." Aoba said.

"Perhaps, you all think I'm dead, but the world is so big, and there are too many unknown secrets that you don't know."

"Your Excellency, do you know what crime you should be guilty of pretending to be the ancestor of my Qingyun Sect?!"

At this moment, a majestic voice was heard in the sky.

Streamers cut through the sky and landed in front of Aoba Masa.

It is the first seat of the various veins of Dao Xuan and Qingyun Gate!

They were originally discussing Lu Xueqi's distress in Xiaozhufeng, but they didn't expect to receive a summons from Xiao Yicai, so they rushed over quickly.

Aoba looked at Dao Xuan, who was wearing a white robe in front of him, and said calmly:

"Are you the contemporary head of Qingyunmen?"

"That's right, the cultivation is beyond my imagination, and it's not much worse than when I was back then!"

Dao Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"Your Excellency's cultivation is extraordinary, but why do you want to pretend to be the ancestor of my Qingyun Sect?"

He had seen the portrait of Patriarch Aoba, and there was not much resemblance to the person in front of him at all.

What's more, Patriarch Aoba has been immortal for thousands of years, how could he appear out of thin air.

"In this life, I'm really not Aoba, but Aoba, it's me!" Aoba said.

Dao Xuan frowned when he heard these vague words.

Aoba didn't explain, pinched the trick in his hand, and raised his sword to stab the sky!

"Boom!"

The next moment.

In the sky, a thunderclap rang out.

Heaven and earth fell in an instant.

In the sky, the clouds converged, forming a huge whirlpool, and the arc flickered incessantly.

"Excalibur Thunder Technique!" Seeing this, Dao Xuan's face changed greatly.

He looked at Aoba Zhenren, and he no longer had the calmness of Fang Cai.