Zhou Xuantong, who woke up, was obviously in a much better mental state.

It's just that when he woke up, he didn't see his grandmother Tang Huang's figure, and he couldn't help but be a little strange: "What about grandma?"

"I went to the competition. Sitting lazily on the recliner on the side, Wu Zixin, who was sitting in a dark purple silk skirt, replied casually.

In her hand, she is holding a metal panel with a mirror inlay.

The spirit array fluctuated on this mirror, constantly emerging, and Dao messages were continuously suspended on it one after another.

Wu Zixin is using this thing, and in the Blood Rain Building, he can still deal with many things in the Tiansheng Empire, which is particularly convenient.

When she got this spiritual weapon, Wu Zixin's mood was also a little happy, and she couldn't put it down.

"Competition?" Zhou Xuantong got up, moving his muscles and bones, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"The competition of the places in the True Spirit Valley. Wu Zixin opened her mouth to add, and then focused on the panel.

The competition for the place in the True Spirit Valley!

Hearing this, Zhou Xuantong immediately understood.

The forces on the Zhenyue Continent are going to the True Spirit Valley, and all the forces are enough to send people in.

However, there are only three people per force at most.

Moreover, people from small forces must have someone enter to participate in the trial, and people from big forces cannot compete for places in small forces.

The true spirits in the True Spirit Valley will be carefully determined every time before opening and entering.

However, the True Spirits in the True Spirit Valley have given additional places, which need to be fought for by various forces.

This extra number of places is a lot of money.

As for the trial for the quota, it is a competition between various forces.

The two sides of the competition are the strong ones sent by all the forces.

Often, the people who fight in this piece are grandma Tang Huang who personally shoots and never misses.

On the other hand, it is a competition between the younger generation who are over 50 years old and under 100 years old.

It also means that as seniors, they have to personally compete for the precious quota qualifications for the juniors under the age of fifty in the force.

This is a particularly important thing, no wonder grandma is nowhere to be found.

Even the people in the Red Mansion are much rarer.

"Why is your cultivation meeting so weird, you have to be struck by lightning?" After dealing with the matter, Wu Zixin turned around, supported her cheek with one hand, and looked at Zhou Xuantong curiously.

The corners of Zhou Xuantong's mouth twitched, and a bitter look appeared on his face: "In a sense, I was yin." ”

"Who!" As soon as she heard this, Wu Zixin's face instantly turned cold as frost, her killing intent was pervasive, and she clenched her hands together.

Zhou Xuantong hurriedly stepped forward to stop the other party and pressed Wu Zixin on the chair: "That guy is stronger than my master, you can't beat him." ”

"This is a kind of training, and I didn't realize that my strength has surpassed you?" Zhou Xuantong turned up the corners of his mouth, and Lian Sheng showed a smug smile.

The corners of Wu Zixin's red lips hooked, and her eyes froze: "Oh?"

The next moment, Wu Zixin reached out and stretched out her fingers to Zhou Xuantong's ears.

Airplanes!

And at this moment, Zhou Xuantong was up and down his body, and the aura was permeating, and invisible fluctuations gathered around.

Wu Zixin's hand was forcibly stopped, and she couldn't move an inch.

In this regard, Wu Zixin's face also showed a different color, and when she took a step back, her other hand was also cohesive, pointing at Zhou Xuantong in front of her.

However, Zhou Xuantong still stood in place with his hands behind his back, smiling and motionless.

Wu Zixin's blow invaded a range in front of Zhou Xuantong, and he immediately noticed it, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

At this time, Wu Zixin was really frightened, how could Zhou Xuantong's strength be so strong.

I didn't even make a move, and I couldn't even break through the opponent's aura defense?

Just when Wu Zixin was stunned, Zhou Xuantong suddenly stretched out his hand and took the other party into his arms.

The two were close together, Wu Zixin's cheeks were crimson, and she looked up at her face close to the ruler, and her whole body was hot.

"Your man, after all, it's your man!" Zhou Xuantong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and stared down at the face imprinted into the depths of his soul.

"Boom!" Wu Zixin also chuckled, looking up at the other party's gaze.

The two heads are also getting closer and closer......

Zhou Xuantong waved his hand, the window sash was closed, and the 100 million aura painting array closed the Quartet.

Ahem!

Wow, it's romantic, isn't it!

In the early morning of the next day, when Zhou Xuantong left the Red Mansion, he supported his waist with his hands and smiled bitterly.

It's very important to keep fit, and my father-in-law doesn't deceive me!

At this moment, this is a profound portrayal of Zhou Xuantong's heart.

However, his own strength is much stronger than the ordinary Ninefold Transformation Realm.

When he broke through to the Ninefold Transformation Realm, he was far superior to ordinary people.

After the catastrophe, he was several times stronger than himself who had just broken through.

Not to mention others, far from being able to compare with themselves.

Even Wu Zixin, who is the embodiment of matter and a rebel battle body, can't compete with it.

Not only that, Zhou Xuantong could feel that the Thunder of Truth seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

It's just that the specific effect, Zhou Xuantong doesn't know much about it.

Leaving the Red Mansion, Zhou Xuantong first went to the place where the catastrophe was located and walked around.

It's still a mess, and it's blocked, waiting for idlers, etc., and it's not allowed to enter.

And when Zhou Xuantong approached, the people guarding the Blood Rain Tower here were unstoppable.

It has been a while since he came to the Blood Rain Building, and Zhou Xuantong's physiognomy has long been spread.

The person guarding this blockade has not dared to stop Zhou Xuantong without opening his eyes.

On the land of large ruins, fragments of the Guizong Sword were everywhere.

Zhou Xuantong's heart moved, and the fragments of the Guizong Sword on the ground around him instantly rose in the air and gathered together.

The long swords gradually recovered as before, and they were neatly displayed in front of them one by one.

"It's so strong!" Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but exclaim.

The power of the Thunder of Truth, the strength of the increase, far exceeded his imagination.

The coverage area has been greatly improved, and the coverage of the entire ruins is more than enough.

Not only that, but when I was distracted from refining, the efficiency was amazing.

Returning to the Sword!

At the beginning, it was with the help of his doppelganger cultivation that he suddenly increased his strength, and refined it into the capital of the Ge Yuanfeng Dynasty, which was a ninth-level martial spirit weapon.

And the Thunder of Truth, almost instantly, succeeded in restoring the Guizong Sword to its original state, far beyond Zhou Xuantong's imagination.

He could even sense that the strength of the Thunder of Truth was more than that.

"The ascension of the tribulation, how can it be so big?" Zhou Xuantong looked down at the blue thunder that jumped in his palm, and couldn't help but exclaim.

But at this time, he suddenly found that the thunder of truth was faintly mixed with a touch of gold.

Obviously, the Thunder of Truth has gone through this tragedy, and it has improved a lot.

"Tiangong wife, can you analyze it?" The pupils gradually turned red, and Zhou Xuantong asked.

"No problem, husband. ”

With Tiangong's response, in front of Zhou Xuantong, a change in the Thunder of Truth gradually emerged.

When he saw the content, Zhou Xuantong gasped.

"This ......"

(End of chapter)