"You two, do you want to do it with me too?"

In the face of this breezy question, the two elders were also calmed and couldn't help but tremble.

One of the supreme Xuantong of the Immortal Sect, the Tai Void Colorless Realm, also reduced Ao Que back to its original form, stripped Shou Yuan, and knocked down the realm, such a mysterious means are comparable to the heavenly punishment and conviction set by the emperor, and it is definitely not something that ordinary beings can do.

However, this person took the prison dragon cover and saved the Dark Emperor, but if he didn't get rid of this remnant, he would have such a powerful backer, and he would inevitably have endless troubles.

The two elders exchanged a slight look, so they had to avoid the edge for a while, and sent a message to inform the Great Elder and the Patriarch, and then at most the matter.

"Your Excellency's deeds are profound, and we are ashamed of ourselves, so I will take my leave. ”

As the two elders spoke, they saluted to show their awe for the strong, but they didn't dare to say more, they turned into two shadows and left.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian just smiled indifferently, and then shook his head, and couldn't help sighing.

Today's Dark Emperor clan members are all descendants of the Emperor of the Peak, but they have not inherited the courage of the Emperor of the Peak, and they were shocked by his momentum before they could make a move.

However, there are also two descendants of the top emperor who are watching the battle, I don't know how brave they are?

"Three, do you want to do it with me too?"

Zhang Xian's eyes turned and looked at the three people lurking in the distance, it was Wan Gu Aotian, Hou Huang Yue, and Yao Ji.

At this moment, the three of them were also suppressed by Zhang Xian's momentum, seeing such means, even though they have always been arrogant and extraordinary, but they also know that they are invincible, the Xuantong at this level of the Taivoid Colorless Realm is one of the highest spiritual level Xuantong of the Immortal Sect, except for the descendants of the Immortal Sect, the ordinary immortal clan is beyond the reach of the dust.

And the descendants of the Immortal Sect are all people of the Mandate of Heaven, who have been hand-picked by the emperor to pass on the Dharma, cut off all earthly causes and effects, receive the teachings and precepts of the Immortal Sect, and jump out of the six realms of reincarnation, not in the Three Realms and Five Elements.

The three of them are still too far from this level, they have lived for a few years, and they have not even passed through the face of the emperor, let alone the hand-picked transmission of the emperor.

The arrogance of the Eternal Proud Heaven is just the superiority of the famous family, and compared with the core figures of the Immortal Sect, they are not at the same level at all.

"Retreat, I'm too lazy to do it. ”

Zhang Xian's indifferent tone, casually raising his hand and brushing his sleeves, is indeed too lazy to do it.

The three of them didn't dare to say much, they saluted to show their awe, and quickly turned around and retreated.

However, the three of them are all puzzled, such a powerful existence, they have never heard of it, and this existence seized the Dragon Ball, but deliberately blamed others, this is too boring, do you intend to have fun?

At the same time, Zhang Xian looked to the other side, and his eyes looked thousands of miles away, the tops of the two mountain peaks, as if they were the Ancient Divine Martial and Qi Forget Immortal.

At this moment, I saw that the three of them ran away in such a gloomy manner, and they didn't even dare to say a word, but Qi Wangxian laughed interestingly.

"The people of the Wangu clan are really inferior to the first generation!"

Qi Wangxian's tone was mocking, and he looked at the ancient divine martial arts on the opposite mountain peak playfully.

"Hey......"

The Ancient Divine Martial also sighed, a little disappointed in this brother, he didn't dare to challenge the strong, his mind was not firm enough, he was destined to not reach the highest level of true martial arts, at most, he was to cultivate the sixfold entry of heaven and man.

For the ordinary immortal clan, the Upper Six Realms are already high, but for the Wangu Clan, an ordinary Upper Six Realms is dispensable, and from the perspective of the level of the Eternal Divine Martial Arts, it is almost no different from a mortal.

Looking at the gaze thousands of miles away, the ancient divine martial arts stepped out in one step, the void ripples distorted, and the universe moved, shuttling through the void.

Qi Wangxian smiled with interest, and also stepped out, and his figure disappeared into the void.

The next moment, the two of them, Wangu Shenwu and Qi Wangxian, crossed thousands of miles away, appeared directly in front of Zhang Xian, and looked at Zhang Xian at close range.

Zhang Xian also looked at these two people, he and Qi Wangxian had already met once, but the last time they met, Qi Wangxian was just a primordial god law, and now he can be regarded as seeing a real person.

Qi Wangxian's costume, a woman dressed as a man, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a sword with a jade carved scabbard, like a sword fairy heroine, so heroic, free and easy.

The Ancient Divine Martial is a thick dark gold immortal armor, the aura is divine martial arts, lonely and arrogant, like an indifferent god statue, this is the special temperament of the god clan.

Because of the Divine Vein race, with a one-yuan lifespan, longevity without borders, almost immortality, beyond the constraints of lifespan, and the inheritance of the Divine Vein, standing tall, seeing far, seeing through everything in this world, allowing all living beings to live and die and destroy, civilization is renewed, and the high places are unbearable, so they naturally become lonely and indifferent.

However, in the depths of the soul of the ancient gods, Zhang Xian also saw a depression and nostalgia for the world.

"There is a difference between immortals, pitiful!"

Zhang Xian sighed, and couldn't help but think of his former self, he once knew that he could live forever, and he couldn't be white-headed with the red faces, and he was destined to watch them grow old.

In order to let the red faces live forever with him, he once thought about refining the elixir of life, but the later fate was really providential.

Hearing this sigh, the ancient Shenwu was also stunned, and suddenly felt sad, thinking of the Empress Qingchen, but he was destined to be alone in the Peak Martial God Temple.

And this sigh shows that this existence is also a person who is most affectionate and holy, no wonder there are so many goddesses involved in this, and even at the cost of falling.

For a while, the mind of the ancient gods and martial arts was confused, and the brewing battle spirit faded.

Next to him, Qi Wangxian saw this scene, but he raised his sword eyebrows, sneered lightly with disdain, took over the conversation, and said:

"What immortals are different, it's just vain, there is no difference between immortals and mortals in this world, only the difference between the heart, forget those vain immortals and immortals, and only then can you be at ease." ”

"Hahaha!"

When Zhang Xian heard this, he couldn't help laughing freely, but he woke up the dreamer with a word, and praised:

"Your Excellency's name is Qi Forget Immortal, people are like their name, Forget Immortals, they are indeed deep in the mysteries, I am Panyin, polite. ”

Zhang Xian held the seal in his hand and performed a Taoist ritual to show respect for this state of mind of forgetting immortals.

"Who is Panyin? I have never heard of it, but robbing something in my immortal city will inevitably lose my identity, I don't know what Your Excellency is going to say?"

Qi Wangxian's tone didn't matter at all, he really didn't know the name Panyin, and he just speculated in his heart that Zhang Xian was a certain powerful person in eternal reincarnation, but even so, Qi Wangxian was not afraid at all.

Zhang Xian smiled indifferently, spread his hands indifferently, and said:

"I have already taken everything between heaven and earth, what else can I say? In terms of the rules of the turtle clan, or in the rules of the fairy city, or in my rules?"

"Huh?"

Qi Wangxian snorted coldly in displeasure, and heard the meaning of this, for that turtle clan, she was the murderer, but for Xiancheng, she was a matter of course.

People kill demons, demons kill people, stand on different positions, right and wrong are different, put aside all the rules, return to the original law, just the law of the jungle, there is no right or wrong at all.

But as a human race, you can only stand on the side of humanity, and such a weak and strong food is a crooked and evil way.

"Your Excellency is a member of the Primordial Cult?" Qi Wangxian asked.

"I'm a member of the Primitive Sect, but it's not a Primitive Cult, but what kind of sect is it?"

Zhang Xian's indifferent tone, he can be regarded as a member of the Primitive Sect, after all, one of his identities is the Protestant leader of the Primitive Sect.

"Hahaha! It's not that important!"

Qi Wangxian laughed, but his sword eyebrows froze, and a trace of sword aura flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, Your Excellency will take me a sword, and after a sword, no matter whether you win or lose in life or death, this cause and effect will be over. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xian smiled inexplicably in his heart, this challenging remark seemed to be the tone he should have, but others used his tone, he was still a junior, but he felt that it was fun.

"Okay, okay, I'm just a swordsmanship to take your sword, see what you are capable of as a junior. ”

Zhang Xian grabbed it casually, and the Xuanjia of Creation was running, and the material in his body was derived, and it condensed into a Xuanblack jade sword in his hand.

"Your Excellency, be careful!"

Qi Wangxian's tone was cold, seeing Zhang Xian's Xuantong cultivation, Qi Wangxian did not reserve, in the jade carved scabbard, a cold light flashed, and the sword was unsheathed, it was a bronze sword.

The style of this bronze sword is very ancient, simple and unpretentious, the hilt of the sword is wrapped around the sealing cloth, the sword body has no superfluous decoration, and there is no treasure light sword energy, just like an ordinary bladed sword, only the notches on the sword, nine horizontal and one vertical, like three "king" characters stacked together.

"Huh?"

When Zhang Xian saw this sword, he was a little stunned, and then reacted, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was actually this sword, he looked at Qi Wangxian again with some surprise, and asked:

"This is the Holy Dao Sword! Have you been to the Sword Shrine?"