The Cold Demon Sect is one of the overlords of the Demon Dao forces in the Yuanzhu Continent.

More than a dozen Mixed Yuan Luo Tian, hundreds of Heavenly Dao True Gods, how powerful.

At its peak, it can dominate the Demon Dao.

The Cold Demon Sect is located on a high mountain, the cold wind is biting, and countless monks are distributed in various outposts on the mountain.

There are also disciples guarding the plains below the mountain.

The war between the two realms has broken out, and the Tianhongmen and the Earth Dragon Clan have been murdered, although they are far away, they are still uneasy.

Zhou Xuanji and Emperor Wuxuan walked on the plain, looking at the Cold Demon Sect from afar, they could feel a murderous aura.

"It seems that the Cold Demon Sect is very smart, and this battle can't start immediately. ”

The Emperor laughed softly and stopped.

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Give up?"

He could also sense danger.

This battle is probably tougher than the previous two.

The Emperor Wufu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Retreat, let's focus on those things created by heaven and earth." ”

Gaining luck is not only about killing the enemy.

You can also snatch those treasures that contain the luck of heaven and earth.

For example, the Eighteen Holy Swords in the Great World.

Zhou Xuanji nodded, and the two turned to leave.

The calamity of the Cold Demon Sect was missed.

The two also left quickly.

Half an hour later.

They stopped suddenly.

A man appeared in front of him, strolling along.

This man was the man in white who had been chasing them, and had previously found the cave where they lived.

"Where do you want to go?"

The man in white smiled, even if he was thousands of meters away, his gaze still collided with Zhou Xuanji and Emperor Wuxuan, and he was not worried about the two prey escaping.

After chasing here, they had no hope of escaping.

Emperor Wufu squinted his eyes and said, "Your Excellency is really powerful, you have chased us for so long, and you still caught us." ”

Zhou Xuanji's face was expressionless, and he was surprised.

This guy has been following them?

Why didn't the Emperor say it before?

Does he think I've noticed it?

The tacit understanding between the strong?

Zhou Xuanji pondered in his heart, and his eyes locked on the man in white.

"Remember my name, Prisoner of Heaven. ”

The man in white smiled, and as he spoke, his right hand was raised, and a black oil lamp appeared in his hand, and the candle flame swayed in the wind, stubborn.

Prisoner of clothes?

Emperor Wuxuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately transmitted a message to Zhou Xuanji, saying: "Leave quickly, I'll stop him!" This person is the number one person that His Holiness has specially heard of, and he must hide when he encounters it. ”

Zhou Xuanji frowned, there was no such name on the Yuanzhu Hero List, but Venerable Dao Jing had reminded the Emperor Wuxuan.

What does this mean?

Could it be the same existence as the old beggar and the old fairy?

"None of you can escape. ”

Yi Prisoner Tian smiled and stepped in front of the two.

Zhou Xuanji subconsciously took out the September Fu Zhu Great Destruction Sword and prepared to fight.

Yi Jiantian suddenly waved his hand, and the black light burst out with bright firelight, Zhou Xuanji felt that his soul had been hit hard, and he was dizzy, and in the next second, he was absorbed by the black light.

The Emperor of Innocence turned into a burst of demonic energy, still being sucked by the black light.

Between the lightning and flint, a black light swept out of the demonic qi and disappeared into the sky.

Yi Jiaotian raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered: "This demon is not simple, could it be his natal supernatural power?"

He shook his head and turned to leave.

Meanwhile.

Zhou Xuanji's consciousness recovered, and when he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find that his surroundings were full of flames, as if he was in a sea of fire, and he couldn't see the end of the eight directions.

Looking up, there are countless sparks suspended in the sky.

"Could it be that this is the world inside the lamp?"

Zhou Xuanji frowned, and immediately took out the Eternal Divine Sword and communicated with the Nine Souls.

At this time, he inexplicably felt that the monkey was in the gossip furnace.

"Where is this?"

"Boy, don't let you wave, you don't listen. ”

"Huh, is it the blue light of the black prison?"

"Be careful, the flames around you aren't easy. ”

"Is the ship going to capsize?"

The powerful souls spoke one after another, and Xuanzun even recognized the origin of this lamp.

The Black Hell Blue Lantern is one of the Heavenly Dao magic weapons of the righteous and Qianqian, containing innate divine fire that can incinerate all things in the world.

"What is Zhengqian Daqian?"

Zhou Xuanji asked Xuanzun, he was secretly curious, why did Xuanzun know Yi Prisoner?

Xuanzun replied: "Zhengqian Daqian is Zhengqian Daqian, there are many Daqian worlds, and the Daqian world where Zhongshenzhou is located is only a corner, and when you surpass the Chaoyuan Luotian, you can freely shuttle through the various worlds." ”

What does this sentence mean, the Cloth Prisoner Heaven surpasses the Mixed Yuan Luo Tian?

Zhou Xuanji asked, "How to escape?"

Xuanzun sighed and said, "You can't escape, unless your cultivation surpasses him." ”

The other powerful souls panicked.

Emperor Zhao shouted, "Isn't it, I haven't been resurrected yet, this kid is going to die?"

Zhou Xuanji wanted to hit him when he heard it.

"Why did the Heavenly Sage send you, it's not fair!"

The Abyss Demon Monarch scolded, Zhou Xuanji had just reached the realm of Mixed Yuan Luo Tian before he was sent to participate in such a dangerous mission.

Zhou Xuanji is also very irritable, can he really not escape?

"Don't panic. ”

Xuanzun spoke again.

Emperor Canghai shouted: "Brother, do you want to scare us to death?

Xuanzun sighed and said, "He is my sworn brother. ”

Quiet!

The powerful souls quieted down, and Zhou Xuanji's eyes widened.

What's that?

Brother-in-law?

A righteous brother across the world?

Zhou Xuanji said urgently: "Do you have a good relationship, don't tell me that you are the kind of brother who turns against each other!"

Xuanzun laughed angrily at his questioning.

Turning against each other?

"Our brothers are invincible beings in their respective worlds, why do we want to turn against each other?" Xuan Zun said proudly.

His tone changed, and he said: "Don't go out yet, just cultivate in the black prison and blue lantern, if he wants to kill you, you are already dead, this is a test, with his ability and character, he doesn't care about the battle between the two worlds at all, it is estimated that he has something else." ”

Zhou Xuanji frowned, a test?

He was just about to continue asking, when a wave of memories flooded into his mind.

He sat down cross-legged, taking in the memory.

It's a supernatural power.

It's called Battle Path Fire Soul!

It can fight, it can be cultivated, and it can absorb any fire under the Heavenly Dao.

After Zhou Xuanji comprehended all the cultivation methods, he slowly opened his eyes.

He asked in his heart, "Is this the supernatural power you created?"

Very strong!

I don't feel any worse than the world's Futu Holy Skill.

"That's right, when you learn it, the Prisoner will know that you are my heir, and I won't try to embarrass you anymore, besides, don't tell me I've fallen. ”

Xuanzun replied, the tone of the first half of the sentence was arrogant, and the second half of the sentence was a little awkward.

He died too aggrieved.

I really don't have the face to tell an old acquaintance.

Zhou Xuanji laughed, and then began to cultivate the Battle Dao Fire Soul.

Outside.

Under a huge waterfall, this waterfall is as high as a thousand zhang, wide as a hundred zhang, and the momentum is surging, and the lake below is like an ocean, and the water mist is filled.

Following his gaze, he saw a golden ape suspended in the middle of the waterfall, enduring the impact of the raging water.

I have countless Excaliburs