Seeing that Fei Xiao was safe and sound, Zhou Xuanji was not surprised, but just a little emotional.

Years have passed, and things are not people.

He thought of Han Xuzi and Shi Shenzong again.

He nodded and said, "Get up, the Divine Cliff is in trouble, you don't have to serve me in the future, cultivate hard, and strive to become the backbone of the Divine Cliff." ”

Fei Wei shook his head and said, "I can still serve you, and I won't delay my own cultivation." ”

Zhou Xuanji didn't force it, and walked into the house.

The servants in the house are still there, and they are still the same people.

Zhou Xuanji cleaned up a bit, then flew to the sky and continued to refine the Heavenly Dao Immortal Power.

Attacking the true god before, he didn't cause any harm to the other party, which made him feel a sense of crisis again.

He had to reserve more Heavenly Dao Immortal Power.

In the next half year, Zhou Xuanji did not leave Divine Cliff City, and the news about his return to Divine Cliff spread quickly.

The demon was expelled from the country, Emperor Jundao has been re-active in the eyes of the world, and now Zhou Xuanji has also returned.

Will there be a fight between the two newly promoted first-class emperors?

In half a year, the Divine Cliff was not attacked again, and Yang Yutian began to continue to recruit disciples.

......

"Detected that the sword master has reached the age of one hundred and six, start a random lottery!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for winning the [Domineering] Kuti Sword and Jiuyang Lingyuan Crown!"

Zhou Xuanji, who was high in the air, was attracted by the voice of the sword spirit, he opened his eyes, and the information of the divine sword appeared in front of him.

Sword name: Kuti Sword

Grade: Overbearing

Description: A wooden sword, containing Bodhi materials, hit by this sword, will suffer from the addition of ten thousand blades, a hundred beasts devouring the heart.

......

Not bad!

Zhou Xuanji smiled slightly, and then took out the Jiuyang Lingyuan Crown.

This crown is golden, up to ten centimeters, and the surface is engraved with nine golden dragons, very small, wearing three gold needles, which can tie the hair.

"The Nine Yang Spirit Source Crown can not only increase the speed at which the host refines mana, but also absorb the power of the sun, and will automatically counterattack the enemy when encountering a deadly attack. ”

The sword spirit introduced, and when Zhou Xuanji heard it, he immediately put it on.

After wearing this crown, his whole temperament changed abruptly and became more handsome.

He continued to refine the Heavenly Dao Immortal Power and found that the speed had indeed increased a lot.

Not bad!

Zhou Xuanji's mood became happy.

At this time, Yang Yutian sent a message to him and asked him to go to the Cliff Lord Palace.

He shook his figure, quickly came to the gate of the cliff main hall, and strolled in.

In addition to Yang Yutian in the hall, the previous personal disciples Wu Jian and Lan Shangying were also there.

Zhou Xuanji asked strangely, "Are you still alive?"

He thought the two men were dead.

Hearing this, Lan Shangying snorted coldly, and Wu Jian waved to him enthusiastically, showing a hearty smile.

Yang Yutian laughed, and then closed the door.

"Summoning you, there is the whereabouts of the Holy Sword, the location is a little far away, I want my junior brother and sister to accompany you, I have to sit in the Divine Cliff, I hope you can understand. ”

Yang Yutian opened his mouth, and Zhou Xuanji's eyes lit up when he heard it.

He said, "It's okay for me to go alone, leave them behind, and guard the Divine Cliff." ”

Lan Xiangying pursed her lips and said, "Afraid that we will rob you?"

Wu Jian shook his head and smiled, and said: "That place is the ancient monument that the two of us discovered before, there are many prohibitions in it, and many disciples died at the beginning, we will take you there, it can reduce a lot of trouble for you, besides, when you take the holy sword, you don't need to look at the wind?"

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "Then there are two Lao, but since you have been there, why haven't you found the holy sword before?"

Could it be that something is going on?

Wu Prisoner restrained his smile and said: "That ancient site is located at the western end of Zhongshenzhou, three months ago, the informant I stationed there sent a message to me, saying that the Heavenly Temple and the Futu Ghost Sect discovered that ancient monument, it is said that a powerful sword was also forced to be born, if the Nine Turns Golden Immortal can not control this sword, I guess that the sword may be a holy sword, now the immortal god is in control of the Zhongshenzhou, the evil demon is not there, why don't we go and see." ”

Zhou Xuanji was a little disappointed, it turned out that it was not the exact news.

"Wait, isn't the Futu Ghost Sect an evil demon?" he asked curiously.

Yang Yutian continued: "Although it is a ghost cultivator, the Futu Ghost Emperor has made great merits and blessed future generations, the Heavenly Dao recognizes them, and the immortals naturally do not reject them. ”

Subsequently, the four of them deliberated and decided to leave today.

Zhou Xuanji, Wu Prisoner, and Lan Xiangying each went back to make arrangements, and then left the Divine Cliff together.

Bai Suwan and Xiaochan wanted to follow, but were rejected by Zhou Xuanji.

This was a risky affair, and he didn't want to carry two oil bottles with him.

Lan Shangying flew in the clouds, and Zhou Xuanji sat cross-legged on the clouds, continuing to refine the immortal power of the Heavenly Dao.

Wu Jian followed the cultivation, and because he was close, he quickly felt the powerful fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Power.

He opened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Your mana is wrong, why are you so like an immortal?"

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and asked, "Have you ever seen an immortal god?"

Wu Prisoner nodded and began to recount the past.

Back then, he was only the cultivation of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortals, when he was wandering in Zhongshenzhou, he met an injured immortal, and after rescuing him, the two became friends, and they got along for a while, and he was extremely familiar with the immortal power of the Heavenly Dao.

Later, the two separated, and to this day, Wu Prisoner does not know the trace of the immortal, let alone why he was injured in the first place.

Zhou Xuanji thought for a moment and said to himself: "What is the purpose of that Heavenly Saint taking the Immortal God to control the Central Shenzhou, will it have something to do with the injury of your immortal friend?"

In Zhongshenzhou, the fairy god is still an ethereal legend.

Zhou Xuanji knew that the immortals were all from the Gu Immortal Clan, and this time thanks to the Heavenly Sage and the Gu Immortal Clan, he was able to get out of a desperate situation, but he always felt that there was a great conspiracy behind it.

If the immortal god was so kind, he would have appeared a long time ago.

Wu Jian didn't answer, he was also thinking about this question.

Ever since he had seen the power of the Buddha, he had a thirst for power.

This time, he not only wanted to help Zhou Xuanji win the Holy Sword, but also wanted to fight for a chance for himself.

......

Under the dark clouds, the mountains and fields were full of graves, and they could not be counted.

Behind a tombstone, a hand suddenly emerged from the mound, dry as firewood, and terrifying.

The earth was turned over, and a thin man got up, his clothes corroded, and only strips of cloth were left at the roots, his hair was withered, and his eyes were blank.

He rolled down the mound and lay on the ground panting.

He glanced over and saw the words on the tombstone.

My brother Mo ......

The last four words were corroded by the wind and sand, but the three words at the bottom can be distinguished.

Xia Huangli!

The thin man struggled to his feet, and looked tremblingly at the dark clouds in the sky, and he suddenly burst out laughing madly.

"Hahahaha-"

"This seat is alive again! You guys, all wait for this seat to die! This seat will regain control of the Middle Divine State!"

"This seat is the real Supreme!"

He laughed uncontrollably, wisps of black gas wafting out of the other graves and gathering on him.

His flesh became full at a rate visible to the naked eye.

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