Time passed, and everything in the Sword Sect was as usual.

Soon, the sun was setting, and it was almost dusk, and the personnel of the Sword Sect had just had dinner.

In the north of the Sword Sect, in the far sky, a ray of light flickered, coming quickly towards the Sword Sect.

Because it was so far away, the light was so dim that it was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

"Brother...... hug! Xiao Tingting was very clingy, and just after dinner, she ran towards Xuantian with open hands.

Xuantian stretched out his hands, hugged Xiao Tingting's waist, and lifted her up in one fell swoop.

"Hee-he............e-hee-hee-hee!" suddenly rose sharply, making Xiao Tingting laugh.

Hmm――――――?

Xuantian just lifted Xiao Tingting up, his body seemed to be frozen, and his gaze towards the north suddenly lit up.

There was a king from the north, but he didn't breathe.

However, Xuantian had cultivated the Emperor's Heavenly Eye, and his gaze was much sharper than that of other kings, even if he was thousands of miles away, he could detect the faint light when the king teleported.

The faint light flickered and gradually brightened, and quickly teleported in the direction of the Sword Sect.

"What's the matter, Tian'er?" Xuan Hong walked over quickly, his eyes looked at the northern sky, and he didn't see anything.

Xuantian sent Xiao Tingting, who was grinning, to his father, and said, "Someone teleported here, but unlike either of Master Mo and Xiao Shao, they wouldn't approach so quietly." ”

Xuan Hong said: "Could it be the king from Tianzhou?"

Xuantian said: "If it is the king from Tianzhou, how can Master Mo not find out? If it is discovered, why don't you notify it? Things are a little strange, Dad, I'll take a look." ”

"Hmm-!" Xuan Hong nodded, and at this time, the king who teleported was already three thousand miles away from the Sword Sect. Xuan Hong also saw the faint light of the teleportation jump.

"I'll go with you!" Long Ziyan said.

Long Ziyan is the peak king of Dacheng, and has the top purple-blooded divine dragon bloodline, and his strength is extremely strong.

Xuantian nodded, and rose into the sky with Long Ziyan, and then, disappeared in a flash, teleporting towards the north.

The trip between Xuantian and Long Ziyan attracted the attention of all the kings of the Sword Sect, and they all looked to the north and saw the light that teleported to come.

The light grew brighter and brighter. Finally, he turned into a human figure.

When he got closer, everyone's eyes showed a look of horror, and the figure was in his hand. One on the left and one on the right.

Thousands of miles away from the Sword Sect, Xuantian and Long Ziyan stopped and looked at the comer from a distance.

It was a young man who looked to be about twenty years old, dressed in brocade, and he carried one person in each hand. It was Mo Qianji and Xiang Tian Xiao.

Xuantian frowned, Mo Qianji and Xiang Tianxiao were both kings, but they couldn't escape from this person's hands, it was really strange, it could be seen that the person who came was very terrifying.

But. The land of Shenzhou is limited by heaven and earth, and the limit king of Dacheng is the limit of the martial artist, and the strong people above this realm cannot come from Tianzhou. As long as he is not a strong person who cultivates to be higher than himself, no matter how terrifying his strength is, Xuantian is not afraid at all.

In the same realm, Xuantian has never encountered a real opponent.

"Who's coming-?" Xuantian Xiu let out and shouted. The sound waves oscillated, pushing forward like ocean waves.

The young man who was carrying Mo Qianji and smiling to the sky. Stopped a hundred miles in front of Xuantian, the sound wave was weak by now, he blew a breath, and all the qi waves in front of him turned calm, and said: "Shenzi Sikong Xiang, you are Xuantian!"

Sikong Xiang's voice was very calm, but it was like a muffled thunder, even if it was a hundred miles away, Xuantian and Long Ziyan could hear it clearly.

Looking at the content of these words, it seems that he is asking each other, but in fact, Sikong Xiang's tone is categorical, and he has already identified him as Xuantian.

Sikong Xiang came from Tianzhou, learned of Xuantian's whereabouts, and specially came to Shenzhou to find Xuantian.

The barrier may have a blocking effect on the martial artists of the mortal realm, but for the Divine Son who came from the Divine Realm, which one did not have a half-piece artifact on his body? Although the Divine Emperor and the Immortal Emperor were powerful, they still couldn't stop the footsteps of the Divine Son with the battle rules that had survived for thousands of years.

The Son of God is commonplace!

When Xuantian heard the word 'Divine Son', a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"You killed them?" Xuantian gritted his teeth and said word by word, revealing a fierce killing intent in every word.

Sikong Xiang threw Mo Qianji and Xiang Tian Xiao at Xuantian, and said: "Two mortals, how can this god son get his hands dirty, Xuantian, offer the Chaos Holy Ding, this god son will be rewarded." ”

Xuantian grabbed Mo Qianji and Xiang Tianxiao in his hands and handed them to Long Ziyan for examination, and sure enough, they did not die, but the two were seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Xuantian immediately took out the healing pill and gave it to the two of them.

This is the healing elixir he obtained in the Dandi Medicine Garden, refined with the Chaos Holy Ding, even in the Middle Continent, it is very precious, it is hard to find, and the healing effect is very good.

Mo Qianji and Xiang Tian smiled and obeyed, and their injuries quickly improved and they woke up.

"Be careful! There is a great enemy coming!" As soon as Mo Qianji woke up and saw Xuantian and Long Ziyan, he said loudly.

Xuantian nodded and said, "We know." ”

In the distance, Sikong Xiang's voice came, "Offer the Chaos Holy Ding to this Divine Son, didn't you hear my words?"

"It's him, he can imprison the void-!" Mo Qianji exclaimed.

"He can also track teleportation!" Xiang Tianxiao's tone also revealed surprise.

Imprisoning the Void and tracking teleportation, either way, sounds like a fantasy and unreasonable.

Even Xuantian, with the Chaos Holy Ding, could only imprison the void and track teleportation, and he had never even heard of it.

Xuantian made a gesture and asked Long Ziyan to take Mo Qianji and retreat to Tianxiao, while he took a few steps forward and said, "Who are you?"

Long Ziyan understood, and immediately retreated towards the Sword Sect with Mo Qianji and Xiang Tianxiao.

Sikong Xiang's voice began to reveal a trace of coldness, and said: "Mortal, don't you understand the words of this god son? If you don't do it, mortals, even if you are an ant, this god son disdains to take your humble life, then you will be crushed to death." ”

"Sikong Xiang, in the divine realm, you are the son of God, in the mortal realm, you are no different from me, if I am humble, why are you noble, if you want the Chaos Holy Ding, it depends on whether you are qualified or not. Xuantian said coldly.

Sikong Xiang's anger burned, and his breath began to be exposed, and Xuantian saw it, and the breath he revealed was only at the level of a Dacheng Extreme King.

In the same realm, Xuantian is not afraid of anyone, and the Divine Son is no exception.

The belief of invincibility is unshakable in Xuantian's heart, no matter who the opponent is, whether it is the Son of God or the Son of Hades.

"Hmph...... Why are you noble? Although I was sent to the mortal realm as soon as I was born, I was born in the divine realm, and I was destined to become a god in the future, and my father was a main god, and you, just a mortal, and the supreme generation of ancestors are also humble mortals, in the eyes of this god son, there is no difference between you and ants. ”

Sikong Xiang's expression was calm, his head was slightly raised, and there was a kind of contempt in his eyes, which was an innate noble demeanor, looking at all beings in the mortal realm, it was like looking at a group of ants, "Xuantian, I have heard of your deeds, and you are very good among mortals.

But an ant is an ant, and to stand out in a group of ants, it is just a strong ant!

Although the land of Shenzhou is limited by heaven and earth, the highest realm of a martial artist can only be the Dacheng Limit King, and the cultivation of this Divine Son can only be revealed in the realm of the Dacheng Extreme King, but it is still easy to step on an ant to death. ”

When he spoke, Sikong Xiang always maintained a lofty demeanor.

This is not pretending to be deliberate, but an innate mentality, he was born in the divine realm, and anyone in the mortal realm is just an ant in his eyes.

Xuantian said coldly: "Noble Divine Son, then you will die at the hands of my ant!"

"Hahahaha............ Sikong Xiang suddenly laughed wildly, and looked up to the sky and said: "Everyone in the God Realm, have you seen it? Hahaha......! An ant, he said he wanted to kill the gods!"

After laughing, Sikong Xiang's gaze suddenly locked on Xuantian's body, murderous, "God, located at the top of the firmament, high above, ants can only touch and worship, as an ant, say such a thing, you are a great rebellion, this is against the sky, you are against the heavens, you are against the heavens and gods and kings." ”

"You think you are a noble god, I am a humble ant, whatever you want, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, our well water does not interfere with the river water, it has nothing to do, but you don't pretend to be noble in front of me, in my eyes, there is only the difference between the living and the dead, if you want to oppress me, I will turn you into a dead man!

Sikong Xiang sneered and said: "You also know the difference between the living and the dead, as an ant, if you want to live, you should have the consciousness of an ant, otherwise the noble son of God will not mind dirty his hands and crush a humble ant, the sacred thing of the Holy Ding, is not something that ants can touch, it is your amulet, mortals, if you want to live, you will obediently sacrifice the Chaos Holy Ding, dare to disobey the gods, and there will be no place to bury you." ”

"The Chaos Sacred Ding is my thing, if the gods want to take it, I will go against it, so what!" Xuantian strode forward as he spoke.

He suddenly had an emperor-level sword in his hand, and the sword pointed at the sky and said: "I swear by this sword, whoever dares to take away my holy tripod, I will kill it, go against the sky, punish the gods, and I will not hesitate to do it!"

"Enough...... Mole ant, you're looking for death!" Sikong Xiang shouted, his figure flashed, and he teleported forward dozens of miles.

In the next moment, Sikong Xiang's figure appeared six thousand meters in front of Xuantian.

His body was affected by the Chaos Saint Ding's Imprisoned Void, and he couldn't teleport, if it was Xuantian's defensive force field, he could block the people who teleported from three thousand meters away at most.

"Yin and Yang Split Void ......!"

Sikong Xiang pressed his palm, and a huge and incomparably large phantom palm print appeared in the sky, more than a thousand meters long, and covered Xuantian.