It wasn't until noon that Emperor Zhao's puppet slowly got up.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sun, looking confused.

Emperor Zhao on top of the Eternal Divine Sword suddenly waved his hand at him, and a black light drilled into his body.

In an instant, the puppet's body writhed and twitched, its face hideous, and it seemed to be in pain, but he didn't make the slightest scream.

Zhou Xuanji frowned slightly, should this puppet have a will of its own?

If it is true, Emperor Zhao is taking away at this moment?

He didn't stop it, after all, this puppet was Emperor Zhao's thing, and he was not qualified to interfere.

"Damn the creation, fortunately wake it up in time, otherwise in another ten thousand years, it will give birth to spiritual wisdom, like Liu Wouji's corpse, rampant in the world. ”

Emperor Zhao scolded, but his tone was still very excited.

Zhou Xuanji's eyelids jumped wildly when he heard this.

According to Emperor Zhao's words, wouldn't all the corpses of ancient powers be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom and reappear in the world?

If this were the case, wouldn't the Northern Wasteland be chaotic a long time ago.

There may be a special reason, it is estimated that it is the creation that Emperor Zhao said.

After a while.

The puppet stopped writhing and calmed down.

He slowly turned around, walked out of the sarcophagus, knelt in front of Zhou Xuanji, and lowered his head.

"From now on, he is under your control. ”

Emperor Zhao smirked, obviously waiting for Zhou Xuanji to praise him.

Zhou Xuanji asked, "What's his name?"

He looked at the puppet carefully, and felt that this guy was no different from ordinary people, but he was just silent.

"Call him Zhao Sixty-Eight, he's sixty-eighth among my puppets. ”

Emperor Zhao groaned, and Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes when he heard it.

This name is more perfunctory than his.

"Has he now resumed the cultivation of the Seven Tribulations Scattered Immortals?"

He continued to ask, with his cultivation, no matter how strong his perception ability was, he would not be able to spy on Zhao Sixty-eight's realm.

In his perception, Zhao Sixty-eight was radiant, stronger than the mana of all the people and demons he had seen in his life, and it was far stronger.

"Almost, you can take him to Liu Wouji. ”

Emperor Zhao said ambiguously, which made Zhou Xuanji a little weak.

You're not sure yourself, let me go to death?

"The breath of the dragon vein has changed, presumably my physical body is absorbing the human dragon vein, you should hurry up and stop him, otherwise when he finishes absorbing the dragon vein, he will really not be able to help him at that time. ”

Liu Wuji's voice suddenly came from the Ancient Divine Sword.

"What? Absorb the dragon veins?"

Emperor Zhao exclaimed, and immediately after, he hurriedly urged Zhou Xuanji to go on the road.

Zhou Xuanji was frightened by them, turned around and flew in the direction of the Mixed Yuan Dynasty, while asking them what the dragon vein was.

The dragon vein is the luck of the human race, similar to the luck of the Emperor River.

But the Emperor River of Fortune is the creation of heaven and earth, which can prove the emperor and is controlled by the way of heaven.

The dragon vein is the luck of the human race condensed by itself, if the dragon vein is dispersed, the qi of the human race will be exhausted, and they will be greeted by a catastrophe.

Zhou Xuanji was surprised.

Liu Wuji absorbed the essence qi, he could understand, why did he still absorb the dragon vein?

It seems that this guy is not as simple as giving birth to intelligence!

Presumably inherited something.

......

In the Mixed Yuan Imperial City, there were many strong people lying in the ruins, all of them seriously injured.

Liu Wuji pinched the neck of the Hanging River Monk with one hand and lifted him high, he was pinched so that his face turned red, but he didn't struggle, his mana was exhausted, his physical strength was also lacking, and he was unable to resist anymore.

"You bastards!"

Liu Wuji gritted his teeth and shouted, only to see that the dragon vein above his head had broken away from him, and his previous efforts had been lost, and he had to reabsorb the dragon vein.

Although these strong men are far inferior to him, they have unique means, and they actually draw out the dragon veins in battle, which makes him very angry.

The Hanging River Monk smiled sarcastically, he knew he was dead.

Unfortunately, he failed to avenge his master.

Xianxianghua, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely kill you.

Click!

Liu Wuji twisted his neck, then opened his mouth and sucked all the essence and soul of the Hanging River Monk into his mouth.

The first monk of the Northern Wasteland has fallen.

The people watching from afar were moved.

Shi Huanming, who was lying in the ruins, gritted his teeth and got up, he trembled, but the sword in his hand was held very steadily.

The Liu Wou-Ki in front of him is too strong.

It was so strong that it made him despair.

He finally understood why Liu Wuji could be called the strongest in the human race.

I'm afraid that even if Shi Shenzong is alive, he can't compete with Liu Wuji.

"Damn...... I can't be cowardly......"

He tried to calm his emotions and walked towards Liu Wouji.

Emperor Jiang Wu, Li Yinyu, Zeng Junlou, Xi Greed Changshi, Dashang Nu Buddha and others also got up.

They all understood that they were not dead, it was not that Liu Wuji could not kill them, but that Liu Wuji wanted to keep their lives and absorb the essence one by one.

At this point, they have no way out, even if they want to escape, they can't escape, they can only fight against the water.

"If he was here, how good it would ......"

Emperor Jiang Wu smiled bitterly, he was talking about Zhou Xuanji.

In the world, Zhou Xuanji already has the strongest talent, and after defeating Shi Shenzong, he is likely to have surpassed Emperor Yang.

No one answered him, because praying for Zhou Xuanji to come now would only distract him.

Liu Wuji was furious, like a ghost running on the battlefield, screaming one after another.

No matter who faced him, he was powerless.

People in the distance watched in horror.

"It's too strong...... No one can beat him......"

"The monks are dead, who can defeat him......"

"What about the Sword Emperor, why hasn't the Sword Emperor come yet?"

"Is the Sword Emperor good in the south, and the Emperor Sword Court has just been established, if it is you and me, will come?"

"I didn't expect the strong people we thought were so weak......"

For a while, more and more monks began to turn around and flee, and the defeat was like a mountain, seeing the fiasco of the top powerhouses, where did they dare to stay?

At the same time, the news of this battle spread one after another, alarming the Northern Wasteland.

Although the people of the world were frightened by Liu Wouji, they didn't expect Liu Wouji to be so powerful at all.

The heroes of the world gathered together, and they were all defeated by him.

Could it be that the catastrophe is really coming?

......

Phew-

Zhou Xuanji flew with a sword, advancing at full speed, followed by Zhao Sixty-eight.

The closer he got to the Chaoyuan Dynasty, the more uneasy his heart became.

The thunderclouds are rolling in the sky, and there is a heavenly might, wanton in the world.

"Is the Seven Tribulation Scattered Immortals really that powerful?"

Zhou Xuanji thought in his heart that he even suspected that Liu Wuji would surpass the Seven Tribulations Scattered Immortals.

Such strength did not make him afraid, but excited.

He also wants to be that strong.

Even stronger than Liu Wou-Ki!

Zhao Sixty-eight behind him was expressionless and did not have the slightest emotion.

It's been three days since the Absolute Emperor Cliff was opened.

It is estimated that one day, he will be able to rush to the Mixed Yuan Imperial City.

Now.

In the ruins of the Mixed Yuan Imperial City, Liu Wuji began to absorb the dragon veins again.

Emperor Jiang Wu, Shi Huanming and dozens of other strong men were sealed on stone tablets, unable to move, and could only look at Liu Wuji gloomily or in despair.

"Why doesn't he absorb our essence first, and then absorb the dragon veins?"

Emperor Jiang Wu thought suspiciously, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

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