Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong was puzzled: "Disappeared?"

Xuan Xiao nodded, his expression suddenly became sad, and he replied loudly: "Yes, it is true that I have disappeared, I was still young back then, and my father was the only supreme-level powerhouse of my clan back then, that is, because of his existence, our Ancient Red Golden Eagle Clan can occupy the core position in the center of the Demon Domain, and when my father is still alive, even that Haoyue Zun will not dare to touch our Ancient Red Golden Eagle Clan!"

After speaking, he paused slightly, and said again: "But.... About 300,000 years ago, on that day, my father suddenly summoned the three kings and eight great generals of my clan, and then passed the throne to me on the same day, and then he never returned, 300,000 years, and until today, he has never returned!"

"Maybe he just went to the Netherworld, except for the saint, the quasi-saint powerhouse really can't think of anything else that can threaten him, if the saint makes a move, why bother so much, since your father can stay on the throne and open the way for you, it means that he must be prepared. Zhao Xianzong replied.

Xuan Xiao shook his head when he heard this, and replied loudly: "I naturally know what you said, in fact, I thought the same way at first, but then I sent almost all the elites of my clan to explore all the lower realms of my own world, but after all, I found nothing, not to mention that it was just a small lower realm, how could I trap a powerful person like my father, not to mention that he definitely didn't go alone!"

Zhao Xianzong was surprised: "You mean, your father disappeared with many quasi-saint-level powerhouses?"

Xuan Xiao nodded slowly when he heard this: "Yes, if my news is accurate, it should be three demon race quasi-saints and two human race quasi-saints, originally our Supreme Immortal Realm had nine statues, but now there are only four left, Haoyue Zun is one of them!"

After listening to Xuan Xiao's words, Zhao Xianzong was silent, so it must have happened in the Supreme Immortal Realm, but Xuan Xiao was not enough to cultivate after all, and he couldn't understand it.

But the danger of being able to trap or trap five monks of the same rank is not something that Zhao Xianzong wants to provoke now, and this time he doesn't just want to understand, maybe his strength is enough in the future, and when he goes directly to that Hao Yuezun to settle the cause and effect, it is the best way to ask her for verification, after all, she is one of the existences who has experienced the disappearance of the Supreme.

Xuan Xiao looked at Zhao Xianzong's silent appearance, raised his hands slightly, took off a purple pendant from between his neck, slowly handed it over, and said loudly: "This is the king inheritance token of our Ancient Red Golden Eagle Clan, when my father was leaving, he passed this thing to me, and he told me at the time: Only when I am promoted to the supreme can I open it, but I am really useless, for 300,000 years, I can only be worthy of the peak cultivation of Taiyi!"

Zhao Xianzong did not reach out to take the pendant, but looked at Xuan Xiao and said: "This seat is afraid of the cause, I will take you this thing, but I can only help you go further!"

After finishing speaking, his hands flipped slightly, and a huge burst of vitality swept towards the body of Xuan Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged opposite!

Almost instantly, Xuan Xiao felt that his body was full of vitality, and Zhao Xianzong's hands were also against the top of Xuan Xiao's head, and countless rules meekly rushed down Xuan Xiao's Tianmen acupoint to his waist and abdomen.

The level that has not been loosened for a long time, and then Zhao Xianzong's behavior has been violently shaken, and there is an instant opportunity to break the cocoon into a butterfly and achieve Daluo, this is the means of quasi-saints, without changing the rules of the avenue, it is easy to simply use some, but the premise is that the object to be cast must first have the strength to receive all this, as the existence of the carrier, if you can't bear it, the result will inevitably be life and death, and Xuanxiao's savings are indeed enough, Zhao Xianzong is actually just one step ahead。

The power of the quasi-saint has reached the point where a stone can be turned into gold, but not everyone can do it, otherwise, the quasi-saint will use his means to turn countless Da Luo Jin Immortals out, who is still his opponent in these heavens and ten thousand worlds!

This kind of opportunity is something that anyone yearns for, but Xuan Xiao, who is accepting this opportunity, has a gloomy face, and there is no look in her eyes, just because all this is different from what she expected, and when Zhao Xianzong brought her here, her heart was full of anticipation and shyness, but looking at Zhao Xianzong's cold look, and the things that asked each other, she already had a faint premonition, so she took out the pendant and tried it, but the result was obvious, everything was her own passion!

Xuan Xiao, who received the power of the rules, looked at Zhao Xianzong, who was doing something, and smiled miserably, and said loudly: "I didn't lie to you, this pendant is true, I just hope that you can cut the thread of fate again for a while, and at the same time, don't erase my memory?"

I couldn't hear whether these words were a request or a dead heart, but Zhao Xianzong didn't mean to answer.

The rules of fate are not one of the rules that he is good at, he had nothing to do with such a method at the beginning, but now with the cultivation of the quasi-saint, he can give it a try, but the involvement between the two is already too deep, if it is cut off, it will inevitably erase Xuan Xiao's memory of himself by the way, which is not something he can control at this time.

If you don't kill this woman, this woman will definitely be one of your flaws in the future, and if you kill this woman, this woman will inevitably be one of your demons.

At this time, Zhao Xianzong, in fact, has no choice, can only let go, if there is a mistake, can only welcome the arrival of the demon, Zhao Xianzong would rather die under his own demons, than be controlled by others, this is due to his character.

Seeing that Zhao Xianzong was silent, Xuan Xiao also stopped talking, but the two lines of tears could no longer be suppressed, rolling down, falling on the dark ground of the Xuantian Palace, making a crisp mournful sound, as if he was making a footnote for this sad woman.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, as if something had broken, and with the sound of the sound, the breath around Xuan Xiao's body suddenly rose up, and the huge power of rules was like a big whale swallowing water, all of which went towards Xuan Xiao, and Xuan Xiao's body was also constantly broken because he couldn't withstand these seemingly strange, but familiar rules.

But fortunately, with that huge vitality blessing, the broken body is also constantly recondensed out, Zhao Xianzong let go of his hands at the moment of the beginning of the shattering, and quickly flipped the trick.