The Holy Soul Realm is an extremely unique existence, independent of this side of the world, and only when a cultivator steps into the Holy Realm can it be refined.

Sima Xiangnan's Holy Soul Realm, there are mountains, seas, beaches, tides, big suns, and forests, although it has not yet been refined, the sunset and the moon rise, forming a realm of its own, and deriving life, but it is already a special purpose.

Xiao Yu stood on the beach, staring blankly at the seniors of the sect in front of him, a little dazed.

These eight people surrounded themselves in the middle at the moment, not saying anything, just looking at themselves fixedly, and they were scary.

Such pressure, replaced by other people, would have already passed out in a coma.

A peerless powerhouse of their strength, even if they only showed a little bit of power, it was not something that a martial artist of the Innate Realm could withstand.

That's really just a look at you, and you're dead.

In fact, Xiao Yu was not comfortable, after all, the gap in cultivation was too big, and it was difficult to make up for it with others.

However, Xiao Yu also knew that they must be secretly discussing in their hearts, not saying nothing.

"It's not that I don't want to worship your ancestors and uncles as teachers, in fact, it is naturally my honor for you to be able to take a fancy to me, but what about it, my master treats me well, I can't turn my back on my master, otherwise what is the difference between this and forgetting my ancestors?"

Xiao Yu said very sincerely, his eyes quickly swept over the Red Smoke Secret Treasure in Sima Xiangnan's hand, flashed a trace of heat, and said seriously, "However, I really don't want to disobey your kindness, so let's do it, if this holy soldier is given to me, I will be disrespectful." ”

Most of the weapons in the secular world have not been sacrificed, and they cannot be called magic weapons, and only weapons that have been sacrificed by powerful monks can be called magic weapons, and they can exert powerful and unparalleled power.

The magic weapon that is sacrificed and refined is called Xuanbing, which is the lowest in the first grade and the highest in the ninth grade.

However, in addition to the Xuan soldiers, the magic weapons that the saints personally practiced were called holy soldiers, and their power was immeasurable, and a holy soldier could sink a country.

The holy soldiers are also divided into one to nine grades, in addition to the heirloom saints, each of which is the heritage of the major sects and is the treasure of the town.

Of course, in addition to the Holy Soldiers, there are also higher-level 'weapons', which are the supreme magic weapons that can only be forged by the strong people of the Holy King Mirror.

In the previous life, Xiao Yu's magic weapon was an immortal emperor weapon, but it was also broken in the earth immortal realm, and even the gods in the immortal emperor weapon were wiped out.

However, although the holy soldier is so precious, when it ascends, it cannot be carried, and it will eventually remain in the treasure house of the sect as a heritage.

It is also because of this that Sima Xiangnan and Zhou Laowei will not hesitate to bet with the holy soldiers in their respective hands, anyway, it will not take hundreds or even decades to stay in the sect.

According to Xiao Yu's guess, this Red Smoke Secret Treasure is at least a fifth-grade holy soldier, or even higher.

Although his current cultivation is not yet available, he can give it to Master Chen Hu and let him hold it, who can be an enemy in the same level in the future?

"Hey, boy, what you think is beautiful, if you don't apprentice, you won't even give you a hair!"

Sima Xiangnan scolded with a smile, "You died of this heart." ”

As he spoke, he put away the Red Smoke Secret Treasure.

"Okay, you old immortals, since he doesn't want to worship us as a teacher, then there is no need to force it, anyway, with his talent, there is no problem in stepping into the holy realm. The old beggar looked at them with a smile, very proud, "No matter what, he is still a disciple of my Qiyu Peak lineage!"

Xiao Yu looked at the old beggar helplessly, and only one word flashed in his mind: "Disrespect for the old!"

Then, he couldn't help but think of what his master had said, and now the Xuanhuang Sword Sect has something to do.

Among the first-generation disciples, except for Yin Fenghuo, the master of Futu Mountain, who had closed the dead pass, and could probably step into the saint realm steadily, no one else could have much hope of stepping into the saint realm.

Among the second generation of disciples, although the Holy Son Kuching is extremely talented, after all, his cultivation is still shallow, and he does not know how many years it will be from the Holy Realm.

And the eight people in front of him, plus the old monster Zhou who left Futu Mountain, is where the entire essence of the Xuanhuang Sword Sect lies, but among them, the lifespan of all of them is almost coming to an end, once several people fly to the Earth Immortal Realm together, and several people fall, the Xuanhuang Sword Sect will immediately fall into emptiness, and may be taken advantage of by the Demon Dao.

If it was at the beginning of reincarnation, this Xuanhuang Sword Sect would fall, Xiao Yu was so happy, and even, his purpose was to overthrow the Three Great Dao Palace, this Xuanhuang Sword Sect was the branch of the Xuanhuang Sword Sect in the Jade Void Continent of the Earth Immortal Realm.

But now, with so many brothers here, and a master who regards himself as his own, his thoughts have changed little by little.

"Seniors, I know your thoughts, don't worry, I will use my ability to protect the Xuanhuang Sword Sect in the future, and I won't let him be destroyed by the hands of the evil demons!" Xiao Yu said slowly with a straight face.

The old beggar and Sima Xiangnan glanced at each other, and their eyes flashed with surprise.

This kid really gives people a feeling of great wisdom and close to demons, and his eyes are as long-term as those who have lived for one or two thousand years, and he can guess the thoughts of himself and others!

They glanced at each other, and after discussing for a while, the old beggar said: "We have already negotiated that we will no longer force you to apprentice, but we will give you one thing to protect you, and you will make a soul oath to do your best to protect the sect when the Xuanhuang Sword Sect encounters a catastrophe!"

The soul oath, heaven and earth together, once issued, there is a causal connection, if it is violated, it will be counterattacked!

However, Xiao Yu is a man of his word, and it doesn't matter if he swears or not.

But obviously, the sect has a heavy responsibility, and as long as Xiao Yu makes an oath, they can be relieved.

After taking the soul oath, Xiao Yu left the Holy Soul Realm of Sima Xiangnan and was sent back to Qiyu Peak.

Of course, before leaving, he let go of Zhihai and accepted a mysterious light cluster that the old beggar stuffed into.

"How about it, which old monster did you worship, oh no, the old ancestor as a teacher?"

As soon as he pushed open the door of his cave, he heard Su Hao's anxious voice, which rang in his ears.

He was stunned for a moment, and then saw that Mo Mo, Li Muyu, Dugusheng, Huang Ning, and Shi Yi were all here, looking at him with curiosity on their faces, as if they were waiting for some exciting news.

"Uh......"

He couldn't help laughing, and shook his head very dryly, "No, I rejected them all." ”

"What!?"

Su Hao, Momo, Li Muyu, Huang Ning, Shi Yi, and Dugusheng collectively petrochemical.

......

Kunwu Peak, ask the Torture Palace.

The dancing pavilion and song platform, carved beams and painted buildings, gilded fine tiles, flashing with jade brilliance, between the white clouds, like a fairy palace.

In front of the huge temple gate, a popular and corrupted imperial sword flew at this moment.

It's none other than Zou Wenfeng.

"Uncle Zou. ”

"Uncle Zou is early. ”

When he met a greeting greeting along the way, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, but walked towards the depths of the torture hall with an angry face, and walked to the door of a side hall.

"Qi Chengfei, you don't care, this Xiao Yu is so lawless, he is simply ......"

He pushed open the door and glared at the warrior who was sitting on a Taishi chair, and shouted loudly.

There was a scar on the warrior's face, almost all over his cheeks, shocking, and even if he sat there casually, there was an indescribable momentum, heavy, deep, and unconsciously awe-inspiring in his heart.

It is Qi Chengfei, who is at the peak of the Spirit Infant Realm and has terrifying strength!

"This kid, I really don't know how to respect the elders and inferior, and he actually went directly to my Futu Mountain to provoke, and it is also a pity that none of my senior brothers stayed on the mountain, and the master uncle closed the death pass again, otherwise, this kid may have been killed by now!"

"This kind of atmosphere, but it must not be promoted, it must be suppressed, this son is too rampant, he must kill his majesty, otherwise, where is the door rule? Otherwise, where is the majesty? Otherwise, what is the use of asking the torture hall?"

Zou Wenfeng was angry, dancing with his hands and screaming loudly.

Qi Chengfei listened to Zou Wenfeng's words with an extremely strange expression, was silent for a moment, and slowly stood up, suddenly having a feeling of being in the middle of the world.

"Do you really want to punish him?" he said slowly.

Zou Wenfeng nodded without hesitation: "That's nature, this kid must be punished severely!"

"But do you know where he went?" Qi Chengfei's face became more and more strange.

"Where did he go?" Zou Wenfeng finally realized that something was wrong, swallowed the curse that came to his mouth, and subconsciously asked with a gloomy face, "Where else can he go?"

Qi Chengfei shook his head and glanced at Zou Wenfeng with pity: "He was taken away by Sima Xiangnan's old ancestor and brought to his Holy Soul Realm. ”

"Holy Emperor Realm Ancestor Sima Xiangnan!?" Zou Wenfeng was shocked, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Qi Chengfei nodded, glanced at him lightly, and continued: "Also going with him are the beggar world's god beggar seniors, the sword invincible sect Zezong seniors, and the iron palm is determined by the world......

He finished enumerating them one by one, and at the end, he added softly: "They are all vying to accept Xiao Yu as a closed disciple now!"

"What?"

Zou Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded, and subconsciously muttered to himself, "This...... How is this possible?"

"This kid, how can he be favored by the old-timers?"

Qi Chengfei turned around leisurely and walked back, sighing: "Although I can't believe it, but it's true, this kid's talent is probably better than that of the Holy Son Kuching and Zuo Wuxiang!"

"You, are you going to arrest him?"

Zou Wenfeng subconsciously shook his head, looked dejected, turned around and left.

This dumb loss is a certainty......

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