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"I'm not called Ji Man myself, the name Ji Man, especially the word Ji, sounds strange and annoying, from today on, I am Chi You, the lord of Jiuli, I will take Jiuli to rise again. ”

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the cave entrance, flashing a trace of blood, and then, the whole person turned into a bloody light directly in front of Qinglian's eyes and disappeared.

"Chiyou?"

Looking at the back of Ji Man's departure, Qinglian shook her head, maybe since then, there will be no more Ji Man in the world, and there is only the Lord of Jiuli - Chi You.

Will he, who has inherited Chiyou's blood and tiger sword, become the second demon king, Chiyou? This is something that no one knows.

The entrance of the cave flashed, and seven or eight people appeared in front of them, all of them women, led by a girl in a white fox robe.

The hair is shawl, the skin is snow-white and delicate like mutton fat jade, there is a kind of crystal luster, and a beautiful face has two completely different momentum: holy and charming.

Looking at Qinglian, the woman smiled, and the smile at this moment gave people a thrilling feeling, and her heart seemed to be frightened.

"Qinglian, it's really good that you're okay. ”

"You're a six-tailed fox. ”

As soon as Qinglian spoke, she felt that something was wrong, the name of the six-tailed fox was not a good name.

"My name is Su Qingxuan, you can call me Qingxuan. Su Qingxuan didn't get angry at all, but chuckled.

"What about those who stole the sword?" Then, Su Qingxuan asked with a sweep of her eyes.

The six women who followed behind Su Qingxuan all retreated, although their cultivation looked higher than Su Qingxuan, they all looked like Su Qingxuan.

"Dead. Qinglian's body floated not far from Su Qingxuan.

"Earn—"

Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Sword also seemed to have a spirit, and it came over and floated not far in front of him.

"This, Xuanyuan Holy Sword actually recognizes you as the master. Su Qingxuan's mouth grew out of surprise, her red lips were moist, her teeth were shining, and she had an amazing beauty, but unfortunately there was no one else to share here.

Qinglian looked at Xuanyuan Sword, and was also a little confused, how could Xuanyuan Sword follow her, could it be because the Tiger Spirit Sword had been born.

"Su Qingxuan participated in the Holy Lord. Suddenly, Su Qingxuan, who was standing in front of him, knelt down.

"Qingxuan, what are you doing here?" Qinglian was taken aback.

"Back to the Holy Lord, when my Qingqiu Fox clan faced the difficulty of extermination, it was the Xuanyuan Emperor who saved us, the ancestors swore allegiance to the Xuanyuan Emperor, and then the Xuanyuan Emperor flew into the Huoyun Cave and ordered our clan to guard the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and now the Holy Lord has the Xuanyuan Holy Sword to recognize the Lord, which is the Holy Lord of my Qingqiu lineage. ”

"This, Qingxuan, you get up first, and we will discuss the matter of the Holy Lord later. ”

Su Qingxuan stood up, but shook her head and said, "The Holy Lord has been recognized by the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, this is something that cannot be changed. ”

"But my cultivation is weaker than yours, how can I become the head of a clan. ”

"Holy Lord rest assured, I am now a saint of the Qingqiu lineage, and then I will go back to Qingqiu Mountain to announce this news, and no one will object.

Moreover, with the luck bonus of the Qingqiu lineage, the Holy Lord's cultivation will definitely improve rapidly. Su Qingxuan chuckled, her eyes fluttered, her eyelashes fluttered, with a touch of indescribable charm.

"This ......"

Qinglian was a little moved, and it was difficult for him to refuse in the face of a method that could speed up his cultivation.

In fact, the moment he held the Xuanyuan Sword, he felt that the Yuan Shen and the heaven and the earth were more compatible, as if he could dominate the heaven and the earth.

The Xuanyuan Sword, as a humane holy sword, itself embodies part of the faith and luck of the human race, and the luck of the Qingqiu One Vein that Su Qingxuan said is also the luck of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, although it is not as huge as the human race, but it is all.

When Qinglian hesitated, Su Qingxuan had already walked out, and she didn't know what she said to the other people, and when a few people came in, they all knelt down in front of him.

The eight girls are all the kind of stunning and decisive beauties, although they are not as thrilling as Su Qingxuan, but they are all alluring to the country and the city, and there are many beauties in the fox clan, which is not false at all.

Of course, what Qinglian values even more is that their cultivation is all in the three realms of Taiyi, and one of them has even reached the realm of Daluo.

Looking at the women, Qinglian seemed to have made up some kind of determination in her heart, and said, "Get up!"

"Yes, Holy Lord. ”

Qinglian nodded, and held the Xuanyuan Sword one by one, and the Xuanyuan Sword also burst out with a magnificent sword aura, magnificent, suppressing the heavens.

After a while, Xuanyuan Sword regained its composure and became ordinary, but Su Qingxuan and the other women looked at Qinglian and Xuanyuan Sword with reverence, as if they were looking at their own beliefs.

"Holy Lord, are you really not going back to Qingqiu Mountain with us?" When they parted, Su Qingxuan was a little reluctant.

"No, you can go back first! Qinglian looked into the distance and did not look back at Su Qingxuan, who was close at hand.

"I will continue to guard the Xuanyuan Tomb here, waiting for you to return. Su Qingxuan bit her red lip and said.

"No need, you go back to Qingqiu Mountain to cultivate, here, just send two clansmen from the Taiyi Realm to guard it, in the flood and wilderness, your own cultivation is the first, the higher your cultivation, the safer it is, and nothing like this will happen." ”

"Yes. Su Qingxuan's face "turned from sadness to joy", and said with a smile: "Then I will go back to Qingqiu Mountain and cultivate hard, hoping to help the Holy Lord one day in the future." ”

Su Qingxuan stood silently behind him for another moment before turning into a streamer and leaving.

After a moment, Qinglian turned around. Looking at the direction Su Qingxuan left, she sighed slightly, and her body flew in another direction.

When passing by the stele engraved with "Xuanyuan Tomb", Qinglian's movements paused, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the stele.

At this time, on the stele, after the two words Xuanyuan and before the word tomb, there is an additional word "zhi", which is read together and is the tomb of Xuanyuan.

Qinglian seemed to be able to feel the anger of the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand, and the golden sword slashed towards the stone tablet with a "boom", turning the stone tablet into powder.

Qinglian's mind remembered the "Chiyou" who left before, this "zhi" word should be left by him, and Qinglian could still feel a wave of anger in that word.

After stopping here for a moment, Qinglian continued to fly towards the Wei River.

On the way, when passing through a mountain peak, he encountered a fierce bird, which actually had the strength of a heavenly immortal, and Qinglian used the Xuanyuan Sword to destroy it casually, but he didn't want to cause him a trouble.

"Such a vast and majestic sword qi must not be something that ordinary things can emanate. "This is a Taoist with the cultivation of Taiyi Xuan Immortal, looking at the direction of Qinglian killing the fierce bird, he muttered to himself.

Then, his body quickly skimmed in the direction where Qinglian was, and after seeing the appearance of the long sword in Qinglian's hand, he blurted out:

"Xuanyuan Holy Sword. ”

It's really because the Xuanyuan Sword is so famous, even if no one has seen it, but there are countless people who have heard of it.

Looking at Xuanyuan Sword, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the Taoist, blocking Qinglian's way and speaking:

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know where you got the sword in your hand, can you lend me a look. ”

"Get out of the way. Qinglian said coldly, the reaction of the Daoist when he saw Xuanyuan Sword's expression before, he saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I just want to borrow the sword in your hand to take a look, why do you have to speak so coldly. The expression on the face of the Taoist also turned cold in an instant, after all, Qinglian was only a Xuanxian cultivator, and he actually dared not to put him in his eyes, if it wasn't for the Xuanyuan Sword in Qinglian's hand.

"If you don't let it, you will die. ”

Qinglian slashed over with a sword aura, startling the Daoist.

"Okay, today I will teach you to see what the poor people receive, so that you don't think that the poor way is easy to bully. ”

After the Taoist finished speaking, the momentum of Taiyi Xuanxian was no longer suppressed, and it attacked Qinglian overwhelmingly, Qinglian's body struggled, and he waved the Xuanyuan Sword to slash at the Taoist.

If it was an ordinary Xuanxian, in the face of the momentum of Taiyi True Immortal, he couldn't even raise his head at all, but he was easily freed by Qinglian, and the Taoist's eyes lit up, and he only thought that it was the role of the Xuanyuan Sword, and he swore that the Xuanyuan Sword in Qinglian's hand would be even more successful.

In this fight, the Taoist was even more shocked by Qinglian's strength, although with the help of Xuanyuan Sword, but in the process of fighting, he also saw that Qinglian's own strength was not weak.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that Qinglian's strength was not weaker than that of ordinary golden immortals, how demonic this must be, you must know that Qinglian's cultivation realm at this time is only in the middle stage of Xuan Immortal.

Looking at Qinglian's gaze, the Daoist's eyes were full of murderous intent, if he waited until Qinglian broke through to Taiyi Xuanxian, he would definitely not be an opponent at that time.

You don't even need Taiyi Xuan Immortal, as long as Qinglian's cultivation breaks through to the Golden Immortal, he may not be able to fight back.

The killing machine started, and the Daoist's attack became more and more ferocious, and the supernatural spells and natal spirit treasures came out together, and for a while, Qinglian was forced to the point of danger.

However, Qinglian did not retreat, his heart burned with crazy battle intent, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, and there was an unending momentum.

In the end of the battle, the Taoist's eyes were full of fear, and he even begged for mercy and kept dodging.

Both of them had injuries on their bodies, and even in terms of injuries, Qinglian's injuries were much more serious than those of the Daoist.

But it doesn't matter anymore, in the face of Qinglian's almost fatal fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries, the fear in the hearts of Daoists is also growing.

He began to regret a little, regretting why he came over, why he was greedy for Xuanyuan Sword, and why he met Qinglian, a madman.

Yes, at this time, in the eyes of the Taoist, Qinglian is a madman, an out-and-out madman, he has been so seriously injured, he has already begged for mercy, and he still doesn't stop.

At this time, Qinglian is like a fighting machine, not knowing pain, not knowing exhaustion, only endless fighting, until, the enemy dies, or, he dies.

"How can you let me go, I don't want the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and I swear that I won't tell the news of the Xuanyuan Holy Sword. The Taoist shouted. (To be continued.) )