Hearing Xuanyuan Day's words, Zhou Xuanji's face changed slightly.

Not good!

He was about to strike when a pillar of light fell from the sky and shone on him, and then the injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Xuanji secretly scolded, this guy is hanging!

If it goes on like this, how can you fight?

He has been asking God for help, isn't he unable to die?

He didn't hesitate and swung his sword again.

Although this sword is not as domineering as before, it is not far off.

While!

A metal collision sound sounded, and Zhou Xuanji's expression froze.

I saw Xuanyuan raise his right hand and block the sword with his palm.

"How could it be ......"

Zhou Xuanji's heart was shocked, Nima, can it be more outrageous?

Xuanyuan Day's expression became extremely cold, his gaze penetrated the Thousand Hands Sword Buddha, and he stared at Zhou Xuanji tightly.

He said in a cold voice: "Zhou Xuanji, you are very strong, your talent is no worse than the Nine Emperors of the Sword Dao, and you are indeed qualified to be called the Sword Emperor of the world, but you are facing the sky, the heaven that created all things, and you are not my opponent." ”

"You just pray that you don't have imperial energy in the next life, otherwise you will repeat the mistakes of the past!"

After speaking, he exploded the golden divine sword with his backhand, and the palm wind followed and collided with the thousand-handed sword Buddha, directly shaking the thousand-handed sword Buddha away, Zhou Xuanji vomited blood and flew out, his body rotated, and he fell straight to the ground.

Xuanyuan Day's right hand grabbed in the air, and Zhou Xuanji stopped.

This sudden stop made Zhou Xuanji feel that the world was spinning, and his internal organs seemed to have been twisted together, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Xuanyuan Day's eyes became more and more cold, and a light blade appeared out of thin air in front of him, preparing the mystery of the knot.

Then!

A figure appeared behind him out of thin air.

It was the ruthless Emperor Bai Hao's heart, his face was extremely cold, and a pattern of dragons and phoenixes intertwined appeared on his forehead.

His right hand stabbed out like lightning, directly piercing Xuanyuan Day's chest, and in an instant, Xuanyuan Day's body stiffened.

"Heartless ......"

Xuanyuan Tian's face changed, and he said in a trembling voice.

Zhou Xuanji lost his restraints and fell directly.

Blood spilled from the corners of Bai Hao's mouth, and he grinned and sneered: "Compared to the previous heaven, you are too weak, and you still want to kill this emperor?"

"Die!"

Blue light suddenly burst out of the two of them, and streaks of light appeared out of thin air, entwining Xuanyuan Day.

Zhou Xuanji, who was falling, widened his eyes, didn't this guy fall to death?

He didn't stop and continued to descend.

It's best to let Xuanyuan Day and Bai Hao die together!

"Ruthless Emperor, your talent is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, you are now reincarnated. ”

Xuanyuan did not panic, and said in a cold tone.

"In that case, then you and I will be burned, the heavens will bring me back to life, and you don't even have a chance to be reincarnated!"

Bai Hao listened attentively, and his expression suddenly changed.

Before he could say more, Xuanyuan exploded directly.

Boom –

Zhou Xuanji below only felt an impact force falling from the sky, shattering his robe, blood spurting out of his mouth again, and the speed of the fall increased sharply.

"I'll ......"

Zhou Xuanji scolded in his heart, his expression was a little panicked, he felt that his muscles and bones were broken, and he was unable to stabilize his body.

If you fall like this, you have to be crushed.

At the same time, there was an uproar in the Northern Wastelands.

Looking up from the ground, the second sun first disappeared and then exploded, and the picture was quite shocking.

"Blown up?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Be careful, a natural disaster may befall you later!"

"A sign of impending catastrophe!"

"I also have a premonition of unease. ”

There was a lot of talk, and rumors were born.

......

To the east of the Northern Wasteland, in a small mountain village on the coast.

The villagers knelt in front of a stone platform, their expressions reverent and their eyes frenetic.

On the stone platform, there was an old shaman, his face covered with colorful paint, and his mouth was chattering, and he was dancing strangely.

There were three big white pigs and a cow lying next to them, as well as a lot of fruit.

All the eyes of the villagers were on the big explosion in the sky.

"The gods are sheltered, please help me get rid of the demon and return the peace ...... my village"

The old shaman shook his hands and closed his eyes.

"Look! Something is falling!"

A teenager stood up, pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly.

Everyone looked intently, and something did fall.

It was Zhou Xuanji.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Zhou Xuanji was anxious, his speed had reached the extreme, if he fell like this, he would definitely be crushed.

Even if he had King Kong Immortal, he couldn't withstand the terrifying pressure of falling from such a height.

One after another Excalibur flew under him, stacking them to slow him down.

Zhou Xuanji gritted his teeth and used his mind to mobilize the twin souls of the Ancient Divine Sword.

The Sword Emperor of the East China Sea, the Demon King of the Abyss!

Two spirits emerged, reaching out to hold his chest and slowing him down.

The speed began to slow down considerably.

Boom!

Zhou Xuanji and the swords smashed into a thatched house, startling billowing dust and causing the ground to shake.

The moment he landed, Zhou Xuanji quickly put the divine sword into the Supreme Library.

Then, he fainted on the spot.

......

High in the air.

A figure appeared out of thin air, it was Emperor Yang.

He frowned slightly as he looked at the gravel floating in front of him.

Because of Xuanyuan Day's self-explosion, the Heavenly Palace was shattered, and he and Bai Hao were no longer dead.

"Such a strong fighting aura, there are still such characters hidden in the Northern Wasteland?"

"No, is it heaven?"

Emperor Yang muttered to himself, a look of curiosity on his face.

For the mysterious powerhouse, he was not afraid, but a little excited.

He was invincible for three thousand years, and he was lonely for three thousand years.

He smiled and turned to leave.

About half an hour after he left, a pillar of light descended, and immediately after, a pale Xuanyuan day stepped out of it.

"Heartless Emperor ......"

Xuanyuan muttered to himself, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Today's battle almost brought him down, and it also made him understand that he could not underestimate those invincible emperors who had suppressed an era.

He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged in the air.

He began to condition his breath.

Although he was reborn, it would take a long time to regain his strength.

......

I don't know how long it has been.

Zhou Xuanji slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his vision was a young face, the little face was flushed, and a crystal liquid flowed out of his nose, which was very long and was about to drip into his mouth.

This is......

Zhou Xuanji thought confusedly.

Snot?

it!

"Ahh

Zhou Xuanji was so frightened that he hurriedly turned his head, he wanted to get up, but he was in tearing pain, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only barely move his neck.

The little boy snorted and inhaled the snot into his nose, and he got up in surprise and exclaimed, "The fairy is awake!"

He jumped out of the wooden house, leaving Zhou Xuanji lying on the bed and doubting his life.

Memories flooded through his mind.

After a while.

He regained his senses, a wry smile on his face.

I almost planted it!

Fortunately, Bai Hao had a hand.

"Sword Spirit, how long have I been lying down?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in his heart, he felt that most of the broken muscles and bones on his body had recovered, but he still needed to recuperate for a while.

"In a little more than a month, the sword master has passed the age of thirty-seven. ”

"Oh? What did I draw?"

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