In the depths of the Demon Stream, there is a gate at the bottom of the mountain wall, and although it is dilapidated, the palace inside still exists.

The palace was large and guarded by thirty disciples of the Tang royal family.

Tang Juetian was standing in front of a sarcophagus, he was wearing a wide blue robe, his face was cold, his eyes were sharp, and the whole person was standing like a spear, full of momentum.

Following his gaze, there was a stone sword lying in the coffin.

This stone sword is one meter long, and the blade is more than ten centimeters wide, with an elongated shape like a gourd.

There is an eyeball between the blade and the hilt, which looks like a human eye.

It's still turning, and it seems to be looking around, and it's terrifying.

Tang Juetian muttered, "Is it really the Holy Sword?"

A voice sounded in his heart, bewitching him to reach for his sword, but his heart was rock solid and unmoved.

At this time, a disciple walked ten steps away, clasped his fists at him and shouted, "Young Master, Lu Tingjun of the Great Heavenly God Dynasty is here!"

Lu Tingjun!

Before the appearance of Emperor Jundao, on the first day of the Great Heavenly God Dynasty, he was only eight thousand years old and reached the Void Absolute Immortal, and now he has passed the age of ten thousand and is powerful.

Tang Juetian squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't expect him to come too, it just so happened that the last time I fought with him I hadn't decided the winner." ”

He turned and walked towards the gate, dropping a sentence: "No one should go near the sarcophagus, that sword is an evil sword, it will deceive people's hearts, and if anyone catches it, it will devour the soul." ”

As soon as these words came out, the thirty disciples of the Tang royal clan were frightened.

They were all from the same clan, and I believed that Tang Juetian would not deceive them, because Tang Juetian had never touched that sword from beginning to end.

Soon, Tang Juetian left.

Not long after he left.

Zhou Xuanji and the three of them touched it, and when they looked at it from a distance, they could see the gate, which was guarded by monks.

Wu Prisoner muttered: "Lan Xiangying, you go to attract a wave of enemies first, and then I will make a move, and lead away another wave, and from then on, Brother Xuanji will go to grab the sword again." ”

Lan Xiangying nodded, didn't say a word, and quickly raised her sword to kill.

The cultivation of these Tang royal clan disciples is only the Heavenly Transformation Golden Immortal, although the lowest is above the seventh transformation, but where is Lan Shangying's opponent.

Lan Xiangying quickly grabbed a female disciple and sneered, "The Tang royal clan is nothing more than that!"

After saying that, she plundered the female disciples, and immediately eight male disciples roared and chased after them.

"Stop!"

"Let go of my cousin!"

"Where did the demon girl come from, do you want to offend the Tang royal family?"

"Damn!"

The light underneath was dim, so they couldn't see Lan Xiangying's face clearly.

After they left, Wu Prisoner followed and killed them, attracting seven disciples by the same means.

There were only thirteen disciples left in the palace.

Zhou Xuanji put on an iron mask and killed with a soft sword in his hand.

He first sucked out the mana of these disciples, and then stabbed them with a sword, causing them to fall to the ground with no strength.

In order to prevent tearing his face with the Tang royal family, he did not ask for anyone's life.

The Tang royal family is also considered to be the right way, and in the future, it is theoretical, but it is also inferior to others, and there is no face to speak.

In less than a moment, the thirteen Tang royal clan disciples fell to the ground weakly, looking at Zhou Xuanji angrily.

They don't even have the strength to speak.

Zhou Xuanji came to the sarcophagus and glanced at the stone sword.

This is the Holy Sword?

Why is it so evil?

Zhou Xuanji looked at the eyes on the stone sword in surprise, he didn't immediately reach out and grab it, but communicated with the nine souls.

Liu Wuji muttered, "It shouldn't be the Holy Sword, I feel that there are soul fluctuations in the sword. ”

Oh?

Could it be that there is an old demon hidden in this sword, deliberately pretending to be a holy sword, and then taking it away?

Zhou Xuanji raised the Ancient Divine Sword and slashed it away with one sword.

Qiang –

The stone sword broke, and the pupils of that eyeball shrank, and it no longer wandered, and even lost its look.

Zhou Xuanji's face was calm, and the Nine Souls exploded.

Emperor Zhao exclaimed: "My brother, you just beheaded it like this?

Other souls couldn't understand it.

Running all the way over, even if it is not a holy sword, it can be regarded as a harvest.

Zhou Xuanji said casually: "Except for the holy sword, I don't need other swords." ”

He now has close to two hundred divine swords, and he doesn't worry about swords.

After the stone sword broke, there was no vision.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

Zhou Xuanji stared at that eye, thoughtful.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and used the Heavenly Dao Immortal Power to pull out that eye through the air.

He directly put his eyes into the Supreme Treasury, and he asked the sword spirit, and the evil things entered the Supreme Treasury, and they had to be suppressed.

Of course, the Supreme Treasury will repel living creatures.

The eyeball is not alive.

After doing all this, Zhou Xuanji quickly left.

He quickly found Wu Prisoner and Lan Xiangying, and the two of them let go of the Tang royal disciples, and the three of them disappeared into the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

Those disciples of the Tang royal clan understood that this was a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and they no longer chased it, and returned to the palace one after another.

When they saw the stone sword breaking, they were all dumbfounded.

......

After Zhou Xuanji and the three of them landed on a boulder, Wu Prisoner asked about the situation, and Zhou Xuanji answered truthfully.

Knowing that the stone sword was cut off by him with one sword, Wu Jian said regretfully: "It seems that it is not a holy sword, how can a real holy sword be so fragile." ”

Lan Xiangying nodded, this trip was a trip for nothing.

They began to plan to go back.

Zhou Xuanji said: "I want to challenge Tang Juetian, only win or lose, not decide life and death, shouldn't let the Tang royal family have an excuse to attack, right?"

Wu Prisoner's eyes widened and he said, "Are you crazy?"

Tang Juetian, who held the Emperor's divine weapon, was an existence that he couldn't deal with, and Zhou Xuanji had to leave himself a defeat?

Zhou Xuanji said with a smile: "If the Divine Cliff wants to rise, it also needs fame, if I defeat Tang Juetian, will more people want to join the Divine Cliff?"

Lan Xiangying threw him a roll of the eye and asked, "What if you lose?"

Zhou Xuanji said confidently: "I won't lose!"

He wanted to prove his true strength.

Wu and the two prisoners couldn't resist him, so they had to let him challenge Tang Juetian.

The two did not follow, so as not to be recognized by the disciples of the Tang royal family.

Zhou Xuanji took out a divine sword, gathered into a sword river, stepped on the river and rose into the air, domineering, seeing Wu Jian and Lan Xiangying look at each other, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

What a powerful breath!

Ground.

Tang Juetian is fighting with Lu Tingjun of the Great Heavenly God Dynasty.

The momentum of the two is powerful and extremely fast, as if two rainbows collided wildly in the air, and the strong wind set off shook the woods within a thousand miles, flying sand and rocks.

Many monks watched from afar.

"It's so strong!"

"Both of them are second-rank emperors, and it is said that they have fought before, and they have not won or lost. ”

"Since Emperor Jundao joined the Great Heavenly God Dynasty, Lu Tingjun has been ignored, but I didn't expect him to be so strong. ”

"Their strength is considered strong in the Void Absolute Immortal. ”

"Now, the Holy Sword is out of play. ”

The Heavenly Temple side was also watching the battle, and Emperor Zhou Yan looked at this epic battle with envy on his face.

If he can be so powerful, why should he be a cow or a horse under the heavenly temple.

He suddenly thought of his son Zhou Xuanji, and he didn't know what kind of strength that kid was now.

His smile became bitter, obviously father and son, but there was a deeper estrangement than the enemy.

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