Inside a magnificent palace.

There were three mighty ones, trembling and kneeling.

"Check, check for me!"

"I want to know, who is so capable that he can ask the Sword Monarch to take action for him!!"

"You must find him out for me, this seat will cut him with a thousand knives!!"

At this moment, Yan Zun stood there like a mad beast, his face was flushed, and he was angry, and the three people kneeling below were the strong men attached to him.

Yan Zun knew very well that he had never taken the initiative to offend Jian Wushuang, even if you were dealing with the issue of the Qinghuo Realm before, you just said the conclusion from the perspective of the Holy Alliance, this could not be regarded as offending Jian Wushuang, and in the Xingchen line, he had never had any communication with the Xingchen line.

Therefore, he can be sure that Jian Wushuang was definitely not found because of his own grudge.

It is very likely that it was another strong man, and I don't know how to invite Jian Wushuang to come to deal with him.

And the other party estimated that he just asked the Sword Monarch to find a way to ravage him and make him lose some face.

This time, his face was greatly damaged, although it was Jian Wushuang's hand, but against Jian Wushuang, he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Because Jian Wushuang, whether it is his own strength or influence, is far above him, and his potential is endless, and it is not because he is offended at all.

Therefore, he could only vent all his anger on the strong man who invited Jian Wushuang to come.

Yan Zun used all his influence and began to track it down.

On the other side, Jian Wushuang had once again come to the front of the Cold Night God Emperor.

"Look at this mirror talisman. "Jian Wushuang threw the mirror talisman he recorded to the Cold Night God Emperor.

After the Cold Night God Emperor took it, she browsed carefully, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

After reading all the images in the mirror order talisman, the Cold Night God Emperor took a deep breath and bowed respectfully towards Jian Wushuang, "Thank you Sword Sovereign!"

"I took action for you to ravage Yanzun, and for the sake of that sword monument, there is nothing to thank or thank. Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

The Cold Night God Emperor nodded, but immediately took out the sword tablet and handed it to Jian Wushuang.

This sword tablet had been refined by the Cold Night God Emperor before, but now Sword Wushuang could be re-refined, and the process was also very easy.

After refining, Jian Wushuang immediately investigated, and sure enough, he found the remaining part of Xuanluo swordsmanship on this sword stele.

The three sword tablets are combined, this Xuanluo swordsmanship is finally complete, and Jian Wushuang is also quite happy in his heart.

"The Cold Night God Emperor. Jian Wushuang looked over, "That Yanzun can become the emperor, it's not stupid, I don't have any grudges against him, but today I obviously deliberately troubled him and deliberately ravaged him, and afterwards he should have guessed that someone asked me to do it at some cost, so if nothing else, he should do everything possible to investigate, and he should find your body soon." ”

"Thank you Sword Monarch for the reminder. The Cold Night God Emperor nodded, she had also guessed this, so she had already decided to leave this ancient battlefield immediately.

As long as she left this ancient battlefield, even if Yan Zun found out that it was the sword Wushuang she had invited, but the ancient chaos world was so vast, it was not so easy for Yan Zun to find her.

The Cold Night God Emperor left, and Jian Wushuang also returned to the Qinghuo Realm as soon as possible, as for whether that Yanzun could find the Cold Night God Emperor next, and whether the Cold Night God Emperor could survive, Jian Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention.

He and the Cold Night God Emperor were just a deal, and now that the deal is complete, the follow-up has nothing to do with him.

There is no double city, in the secret room.

The three cyan stone tablets stood there quietly, and Jian Wushuang stayed in front of these three cyan stone tablets, carefully contemplating the Xuanluo swordsmanship that each of the three sword tablets possessed.

The Xuanluo swordsmanship in the three sword tablets was sorted out by Jian Wushuang, and soon a complete and powerful swordsmanship appeared in Jian Wushuang's mind very clearly.

"Let's get started. ”

Jian Wushuang closed his eyes and began to concentrate on comprehending this ancient Xuanluo swordsmanship.

Time passed, and Jian Wushuang was completely silent in Jian Wushuang's study.

On the way, he also went out once, leaving the Qinghuo Realm and this battlefield, and went to the Star Pulse.

Refined the Cosmos Galaxy of the Starry Line, and then moved to the Blue Fire Realm.

Since then, the nest of the Star One Vein has also been placed in the Qinghuo Realm.

After doing this, Jian Wushuang continued his retreat.

In this retreat, 1,800 years have passed.

In the past 1,800 years, both the surrounding ancient battlefield and the Qinghuo Realm have been quite calm.

The growth rate within the Blue Fire Realm is also very amazing, and more and more geniuses appear one after another, and they have even begun to emerge in the Eternal Chaos World.

However, this calm is only on the surface, but secretly, there is a surge.

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In the darkest place of the eternal chaos world.

Bubbling ~~~ A large number of black rivers spread all over the world, this river is like a yellow spring, these black rivers are like the water of a yellow spring.

This is where the old nest of Huangquan Palace is located.

In the center of the endless yellow spring, above the floating island, stands a tall, inky tower.

Inside the tower, it was dark.

In this darkness, one after another figures knelt respectfully there, densely packed, at a glance, I am afraid that there are dozens of people, these dozens of people are all wearing black robes, and the aura on their bodies is extremely strong, and they are all powerful people who have been above the god monarch.

And at the very front of these black-robed men kneeling, a huge and boundless bronze sculpture stood there.

The bronze sculpture is thousands of feet tall, with a bronze ghost mask on its head, and eight hands, each of which holds a variety of weapons.

At this moment, the bronze sculpture was trembling wildly.

The thousand-foot-tall body trembled, the ground shook, and the huge tower staggered.

Sensing this scene, the black-robed people kneeling below lowered their heads even lower, and they didn't dare to come out one by one.

As it trembled, the massive bronze sculpture began to shrink slowly.

In just a moment, this tall bronze sculpture completely turned into a burly man two meters tall with bronze skin all over his body.

The burly man was muscular, bearded, and his hair was messy, and there was a faint stench on his body, as if he were a living savage.

But it was the appearance of this savage man that made the many black-robed people kneeling below tremble.

The next moment, everyone stood up and spoke.

"Welcome to the Demon Lord, the Demon Power has descended into the world!"

"Welcome to the Demon Lord, the Demon Power has descended into the world!"

The sound shook the sky, reverberating through the dark tower.

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