In the distant sky, the figure of a demon-winged dragon appeared, and the dragon waved its wide wings and flew quickly.

On the dragon's head of the Xuandian Mountain, Xiao Qiang was wearing the robes of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and his long hair and shawl, standing against the wind, appearing in the sight of the gods.

After three days of meditation, Xiao Qiang got rid of the last trace of dryness on his body, and his eyes were deep and calm, as if nothing in this world could cause him to fluctuate.

However, his heart is far from being as calm as it seems.

He thought of his master Leng Qingxun, remembered the old sword ghost of his master, and remembered the cave mansion of the Junzi Valley where he comprehended the first sword intent.

That night, the master Leng Qingxun stood aside, a cold and free man, like the wind.

The old sword ghost of Shizun was suspended in mid-air, and he was close to inspect the sword marks he left on the stone wall, his old man with his hands behind his back, and his white eyebrows were almost attached to the stone wall.

The bright moonlight captured the scene of the three generations of the precious Sword Pavilion together, and treasured it in the depths of Xiao Qiang's memory.

It was on that night that Xiao Qiang personally took over the Sword Pavilion Order and became a personal disciple of the Sword Pavilion lineage.

He still remembered the back of the Sword Pavilion Order, which was a rotating Sword River Nebula, so what he had received was not just a token, but a piece of sky and a world!

The sentimentality in his eyes flashed, Xiao Qiang raised his eyes, instantly looked at Lan Yi in the crowd, and smiled at Lan Yi.

The big rat Xuanying behind him was rarely restrained, maybe he hadn't seen so many gods, until he sensed Ding Lanyi's existence, its eyes turned a few times, and he hurriedly grinned at Lan Yi.

Jade Ling and Xiao Zhuling were also a little nervous, you must know that they rarely appear in public on weekdays, and they have never seen so many gods.

Xiao Zhuling has two divine swords on his left and right waists, one is white and the other is dark green, and there are three ancient rings on his little hands.

Jade Ling carried a black crossbow on his back, a box of two crossbow arrows on his chest, three ancient rings on his hands, and a black bracelet on his wrist.

The two little guys are wearing black divine robes, the style is very ancient, and only a master like Gong Yu can see that their divine clothes are very unusual.

Jade Spirit, Little Bamboo Spirit, Divine Dragon Xuandian, Divine Mouse Xuanying, this is Xiao Qiang's challenge team.

Although the gods had known it for a long time, after all, most of them had never seen this lineup, so they were very curious, especially when they saw that Yuling and Xiaozhuling were only seven or eight years old, they couldn't help but whisper in surprise.

With just these two small points, can they beat the four divine beasts under the command of Ximen Bo?

It's pretty much the same for soy sauce!

It was only at this time that the gods suddenly realized that Xiao Qiang did not have any advantage in a single confrontation, and in the overall confrontation, Xiao Qiang still seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Xiao Qiang's contract beast god dragon Xuandian has risen very violently in the past hundred years, and has already carved out a piece of the sky in the territory of the divine beast, and has sprung up in the fierce internal competition of the dragon clan.

A powerful divine dragon obviously can't support the battle against the four divine beasts, as for the divine mouse, it is said that Xiao Qiang didn't let it kill it at all, but just kept it as a pet, how strong can it be?

Until Xiao Qiang and the others disappeared from the entrance of the Lost Heaven Secret Realm, the gods were still whispering, especially the gods of the Freedom Alliance, who could not hide the worry on their faces.

"Lord Ximen has arrived!" Gong Yu suddenly shouted loudly, and the warriors of the Shenwei Palace got out of the way and stood with their heads bowed.

Ximen Bo was also very low-key, wearing a four-color wide divine robe, and walked in the air, followed by four divine beasts that had shrunk in size.

The owner is low-key, which does not mean that the divine beast should be low-key.

The four great divine beasts have guarded the gate of the divine realm for many years, and they have their own majesty, they hold their heads high, and look around the gods with cold eyes, without hiding the arrogance in their hearts.

After they followed the passage and entered the Secret Realm of the Relic Heaven, the divine guards standing in two columns guarded the entrance again.

"Buzz!"

High in the sky, a white aura descended from the sky and quickly turned into a huge enchantment, sealing off the Secret Realm of the Lost Heaven.

In the direction of the main shrine, the throne of the main god is rising, and the lord god is sitting on the throne with a solemn and solemn expression.

He was facing the direction of the Lost Heaven Secret Realm, although the distance was thousands of miles, but all the gods had an illusion, as if the Lord God on the throne was a hundred meters away.

More than 100,000 gods bowed their heads and saluted the Lord God.

The solemn voice of the Lord God sounded: "During the duel between Xiao Qiang and Ximen Bo, no god must interfere with the process and disrupt the order, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

"Do as the Lord God commands!" replied the gods.

With the arrival of the Lord God, the atmosphere in the huge space suddenly became a little tense.

All the gods were silent, those with high cultivation closed their eyes to recuperate, and those with low cultivation looked at the Secret Realm from time to time, as if expecting to catch some sound or information.

But they were disappointed, the Lost Heaven Secret Realm was closed by the four barriers, and it was protected by the Lord God's "Heavenly Dao Light", and the outside world could not detect the situation inside at all.

In the same way, Xiao Qiang and Ximen Bo inside can't detect the situation outside.

The Secret Realm of the Lost Heavens, crisscrossing thousands of miles, is dead and silent at the moment, it seems that even the air is not free, and it floats cautiously in the air.

Above the sky, Ximen Bo and Xiao Qiang were thousands of meters apart, looking at each other from afar, constantly urging the momentum, and the wind and clouds were agitated.

Ximen Bo looked at Xiao Qiang with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Xiao Qiang, we finally meet again!"

Xiao Qiang's eyes flashed the shadow of his master, and he said lightly: "What should come is always coming." ”

The meeting that Ximen Bo said was that when his doppelganger came to the Tianyin Continent, he had a tragic battle with Xiao Qiang and them in the holy ruins of the Youluo Sea.

It was also in that battle that Xiao Qiang's master and old sword ghost died, and at the same time, Zu Qianhao, Wei Nanxi, and many Sword Pavilion elders and disciples also died.

Of course, Ximen Bo also paid a heavy price, his doppelganger, the ten nails of the Heavenly Vein Watcher were pulled out one after another, and finally the doppelganger was killed by Xiao Qiang, thus greatly hurting his vitality.

Speaking of which, it was after that battle that Simon Bo's dominance over the Law Sky began to be weakened.

On the contrary, Xiao Qiang also started from that battle and truly became the supreme of the Tianyin Continent!

Ximen Bo said gloomily: "Xiao Qiang, do you know that the Emperor of the Lost Heaven was here back then, and was punished by heaven, and then his soul was destroyed and he died?"

Xiao Qiang said lightly: "Lord Ximen wants to say that the fate of the next generation cannot escape this catastrophe?"

Ximen Bo laughed darkly: "Of course you can't escape, from the moment you choose to challenge this seat here, you are already doomed!"