Fengyun Wuji looks personable, even if the previous battle made him tattered, but it can't hide his extraordinary temperament at all.

The whole person has a high-spirited righteousness.

"My name is Zhang Liang, and I don't need a good report. As a human race, it is appropriate to help each other. ”

Zhang Liang's sense of Fengyun Wuji is very peculiar, his burden is too heavy, and the hope of the entire Taigu is pinned on him, such an extremely heavy responsibility has been pressing on his shoulders, almost making him unable to breathe.

Many times, the protagonist of this heaven and earth almost collapsed, and the crises and life and death encountered were even more numerous, if it weren't for the cultivation of the Nine Turns of Life and Death Xuangong, he would have no chance of surviving.

Even in the end, Fengyun Wuji was almost invincible in the world, and no one was his opponent except for the main god.

But at that time, there was still no way to reverse time and space, and all the ancient human races were still dead.

Fengyun Wuji is probably one of the saddest protagonists in many worlds, even if he has stood on the top of the world and is invincible in the world, he still can't change everything.

For the sake of the future of the human race, Fengyun Wuji finally even fused with the laws of heaven and earth and became the main god of the new generation, without emotion, without fluctuations, and even the memory of his time as a human race disappeared.

His disciples and friends all died in front of him one by one, and the entire primeval world was full of holes and almost destroyed, Zhang Liang didn't know what Fengyun Wuji's state of mind was at that time, but he could also feel the deep sadness in it.

At this time, Fengyun Wuji was still very young, full of vigorous vitality, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.

With the pride unique to young people, with his unscrupulous talent, he is also qualified to be proud.

"I don't know if the seniors are here for the Xuanming Book? If the seniors need the Xuanming Book, they can take it directly. ”

Fengyun Wuji is very free and easy, he doesn't pay attention to the Xuan Ming Book at all, and the millions of years of skill on his body are not cultivated through the Xuan Ming Book at all.

Even though this is a practice created by a supreme being, it does not have the ability to enable a person to have a million years of power in just a few years.

What's more, the Xuanming Book obtained by Fengyun Wuji is only the second volume, and he can't practice at all.

His millions of years of power have been obtained through the transmission of Yin Wuyi, but unfortunately, no one is willing to believe this statement.

Many Terran powerhouses firmly believe that Fengyun Wuji is the practice left by the supreme cultivator to be able to make such great progress.

There was a huge whirlpool in this, both for the temple and for the death of Gongsun.

The temple needs Fengyun Wuji to go through countless hardships, fight with countless strong people, grow in blood and bones, and want to cultivate a new generation of supremes.

This has been the temple's strategy all along.

"Former ...... Senior, Xuan Ming Book, if you don't want it, give it to me. ”

Wang Xuandong, who had been leading Zhang Liang's way, was stunned by Zhang Liang's terrifying blow just now, and he didn't completely sober up until he heard the three words of Xuan Mingshu.

Facing the top cheats of the human race, Wang Xuandong was extremely excited, and his voice trembled.

His eyes were staring at the legendary Xuanming Book, almost emitting light, and he wanted to snatch it directly into his hands.

Zhang Liang didn't even glance at the Xuanming Book when he went to see it, his curiosity about Fengyun Wuji was far beyond the so-called exercises left by the Supreme.

What's more, this so-called supreme exercise is still incomplete.

"I'm not interested in the Xuan Ming Book, so you might as well keep it for yourself!"

Hearing Zhang Liang say this, Wang Xuandong's disappointment was almost directly on his face, as if Feng Yun Wuji was going to give him the Xuanming Book just now.

Feng Yun Wuji glanced at Wang Xuandong strangely, a little curious about his relationship with Zhang Liang, he was not familiar with such a powerful existence as Zhang Liang, so he didn't ask.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

At this time, Zhang Liang suddenly spoke, which surprised Wang Xuandong, he didn't sense that there were other people around.

Feng Yun Wuji was startled at first, and then suddenly settled down, with a strong person like Zhang Liang here, even if a more powerful Demon Dao powerhouse arrived, with Zhang Liang's strength, he should be able to easily deal with them.

However, Fengyun Wuji searched carefully, but did not find anyone else.

"You're strong. ”

A cold voice came, responding to Zhang Liang.

Feng Yun Wuji and Wang Xuandong followed the sound and found that a man in white who was about thirty years old was stepping into the air from not far away.

The man had a handsome face, dressed in white, giving him a personable appearance, and a snow-colored sword hanging from his waist.

Although this man is only one person, compared with the dozens of demon powerhouses before, he has a kind of momentum that dominates the world.

This man in white will involuntarily attract everyone's attention when he is independent of heaven and earth, and even the white clouds in the sky seem to have lost their color under this man's demeanor.

Zhang Liang's divine sense was even sharper, and he could clearly feel that as this man approached, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be surrendering to him.

The man in white contained a sword intent that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

This incomparably powerful sword intent is contained in the body of this man in white, and it usually does not erupt, but once it is issued, one person will inevitably die.

Either the man in white or his opponent.

"This is the first time I've seen a being like yours. ”

The man in white spoke, his tone was cold, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were all fixed on Zhang Liang's body, as for Fengyun Wuji and Wang Xuandong, they were ignored by him.

"Are you Simon Yibei?"

Although Zhang Liang was inquiring, he was very sure that such a sword qi that dominated the world could only be possessed by Ximen Yibei.

"Do you know me, would you like to take me a sword?"

Ximen Yibei's white hair flew in the air, making him look more and more vigorous, but the words in his mouth surprised Fengyun Wuji and Wang Xuandong.

"Senior, you have to be careful, I feel the incomparable sword intent in him, once it is unsheathed, I am afraid it will be an earth-shattering shock. ”

With Ximen Yibei's momentum released, Fengyun Wuji could feel the incomparably terrifying sword intent in his body, and couldn't help but remind him.

"I don't have the certainty of taking your sword, but you're too weak to take a blow from me. When the two of us fight, I'm afraid one of us will die. ”

With the gathering of sword qi in Ximen Yibei's body, Zhang Liang couldn't help but cheer up.

The skin on his eyebrows was in sharp pain, and he could sense a terrifying sword intent locked here, and the next sword of Ximen Yibei would definitely be a shock.

Zhang Liang's phoenix blood red golden bell in the sea of bitterness was suspended, almost running to the top of his head.

Ximen Yibei's eyes kept looking at Zhang Liang, and there was a sense of war intent burning wildly.

Fengyun Wuji and Wang Quandong were covered in cold sweat, and the terrifying sword intent, although it was not aimed at them, it made the two of them fall into an ice cave, as if they had fallen into hell.

The sword intent became stronger and stronger, but in the end, the terrifying momentum began to slowly converge.