Please enter the text. Under the old tree, the little black snake was wrapped around a stone, shivering.

Zhou Xuanji was refining his body in the Great Ding, and the others were also cultivating separately.

The Chongming Demon Emperor and the two Heavenly Dome Dragon Eagles competed with each other and honed their bodies.

The old man sat cross-legged on the hillside, his eyes looking east, his brows furrowed, and muttered, "How can I have a sense of foreboding." ”

At this time, he suddenly saw two figures coming from the wind and sand, and he was so startled that he quickly got up.

"Someone's coming!"

He shouted in a deep voice, causing everyone's eyes to open.

The Chongming Demon Emperor sniffed with his nose, his expression instantly frightened, and he shouted, "Why is that old demon woman here?"

The ones who came were Xianxianghua and Qin Gang!

"Tsk, it's really fate, I can meet you wherever I go, little phoenix. ”

The voice of the fairy flower floated in, making Zhou Xuanji's brows suddenly furrow.

Old witch!

He immediately flew out of the tripod, and the others took out magic weapons and waited for them.

Soon, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang came over.

As soon as they saw Qin Gang, the others guessed the identity of Xianxianghua.

Jiang Xue frowned, her eyes full of vigilance.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in a deep voice, he finally washed his name, he didn't want to be stirred into the muddy waters of the Epiphany Sect again.

Immortal Xianghua walked over, glanced at Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin, and smiled at Zhou Xuanji: "The Absolute Emperor Cliff hides countless heavenly and earthly treasures, of course this seat is here to heal, if you want to revive the Epiphany Sect, this seat must restore its peak strength." ”

After speaking, she looked at the old man who robbed the cliff, and her eyes instantly turned cold.

The old man who robbed the cliff smiled embarrassedly, spread his hands and said: "The hanging river is aimed at you, it's none of my business, who let you bully him like that back then!"

Bully?

Everyone was stunned, and the strong posture of the Hanging River Divine Monk with a light breeze appeared in their minds.

Unexpectedly, the Hanging River Monk was also bullied by Xianxianghua.

"When you were a fledgling, if this seat hadn't taught you how to be a man, you might have died in the wilderness. ”

Xianxianghua replied calmly, and Zhou Xuanji rolled her eyes when she heard it.

How many people has this old witch bullied before?

How do you feel that today's powers hate her to the core?

Qin Gang looked at Zhou Xuanji with a complicated expression, and said, "I'm really convinced, you joined the Epiphany Sect, protected you all the time, and came to scold us, what is the matter?"

During this time, as long as there were people, they were scolding the Epiphany Sect and praising Zhou Jianshen, which made him speechless.

Anyway, they also sincerely helped Zhou Xuanji.

"There's no way, it's just and upright, out of the mud and not stained, and the world believes in me. ”

Zhou Xuanji replied, his tone casual, which made Qin Gang even more hurt.

Immediately, he looked at Xianxianghua and said, "Go in, I wish you a speedy recovery from your injuries." ”

Xianxianghua's eyes were full of smiles, and they all said: "I don't think I'm in a hurry, let's recuperate here for a while, after all, it's very dangerous inside." ”

She turned around and walked towards a nearby hillside, while Qin Gang went in the other direction to help her find herbs.

"She's the first person in the Demon Dao?"

Beixiao Wang Jian asked in a curious low voice, and Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Beixiao Wang Jian, and Huang Lianxin next to him were also curious.

Such a woman looked peerless, and it was difficult to associate her with the brutal and unkind Epiphany Sect Master.

"It's okay, we're safer with her. ”

The old man who robbed the cliff comforted everyone, even in the face of the seriously injured Xianxianghua, he didn't dare to make a move.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at Immortal Xianghua and turned around and walked towards Dading.

When passing by Jiang Xue, he said softly: "Don't worry, there is me." ”

Jiang Xue nodded, watching him enter the Ding.

For the next period of time, Immortal Xianghua and Qin Gang didn't bother them, and the two groups of people cultivated separately.

Day by day.

Two months later.

"Moan—"

There was a dragon roar from the depths of the Absolute Emperor Cliff, which was deafening and alarmed the mountains.

Zhou Xuanji, Xianxianghua and others opened their eyes one after another.

The old man frowned and muttered, "This voice...... Eighth-Order Great Demon!"

The eighth-order demon is equivalent to the God Refining Realm!

The little black snake trembled and shouted, "Could it be that my clan elder is here?"

Its peak cultivation was only at the fifth order, and compared to that dragon, it was very different.

The Chongming Demon Emperor glared at it and scolded, "You are just a leather snake, and you really think of yourself as a dragon?"

The little black snake is angry, and the snake is deceived too much!

The two demons began to talk about each other.

Xianxiang Hua showed a solemn look between his eyebrows, and said softly: "Why is he here?"

Qin Gang asked nervously, "Sect Master, who is the other party?"

Zhou Xuanji and the others turned their heads to look at her, and the person who could make Xian Xianghua remember must be very strong.

"Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King, he always carries an eighth-order ghost Jiao by his side. ”

Xian Xianghua replied, as soon as these words came out, the old man who robbed the cliff and Qin Gang were both moved.

"Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King, why is he here?"

The old man cried out in horror, his words full of fear.

Wang Jian of the Northern Owl asked, "Who is he?"

To make the old man of the cliff thief so panicked, the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King must be one of the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness.

"He is ranked fifty-eighth, and he is a Mahayana realm cultivator. ”

The old man of the cliff thief said with a solemn expression, and everyone gasped when they heard it.

Mahayana realm!

Huang Hantian is at the bottom of the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness, and only a few people have not broken through the Mahayana realm.

And the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King is a genuine Mahayana realm cultivator, the same as Emperor Zhou Yan.

"Is it because of ......?"

Huang Lian's heart changed and she muttered in a low voice, she didn't finish speaking, but the others already understood.

The world is pictured!

The old man who robbed the cliff looked at Zhou Xuanji and said in a low voice, "Give up." ”

Fighting with the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King, how did they fight?

Zhou Xuanji frowned, they came from thousands of miles away, waiting here for so long, and they would give up if they said they would give up?

"You know what he's looking for?"

The voice of the fairy flower came, and his eyes stared at Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "He came to find the inheritance of the Great Emperor." ”

He won't tell the whereabouts of the world.

If you let the fairy want to spend the world map, then you still have it?

When this old witch was the first in the world, she slaughtered the common people, and then won the world, and the ghost knows what she will do.

"Let's go and see!"

Immortal Xianghua got up and flew in the direction where the dragon's roar came from earlier, followed by Qin Gang.

After they disappeared into the depths of the Absolute Emperor Cliff, the Northern Owl King Sword Fang opened his mouth and asked, "That's it?"

That's the picture of the world!

You can get the world!

If Zhou Xuanji becomes the number one in the world, they no longer have to worry about the enemy.

At the same time, they can also learn peerless skills from Zhou Xuanji, how can they not be moved?

Zhou Xuanji twisted his neck, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with a smile: "If the world map is so good, how can it not come out for ten thousand years?"

When the people heard this, they felt justified.

They didn't leave, they waited where they were.

For the next period of time, they would hear the roar of the ghost Jiao from time to time, sometimes in pain, sometimes in anger.

Time flies.

this day.

The voice of the sword spirit sounded in Zhou Xuanji's mind:

"Detected that the sword master has reached the age of twenty, start a random lottery!"

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