Zhang Xuanji looked at the two of them, and his handsome face showed a bit of thoughtfulness.

He looked at King Li Da and said lightly: "Although the Tao is not passed on lightly, and you are not good seedlings for cultivation, but since the two of you have just called me a senior, I will point you to one or two and lead you into the Tao to practice, as for what will happen in the future, it depends on your own understanding!"

Zhang Xuanji's voice fell, and he raised his hand and pointed.

The two streamers submerged into the center of Li Dawang's crooked eyebrows, each of which contained a cultivation method.

The two of them were instilled with the cultivation method in their minds, and their spirits were suddenly in a trance, and their eyes were blurred and they sat on the ground and hung their heads to have an epiphany.

Zhang Xuanji was about to withdraw his gaze, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the three-year-old girl beside the two.

The girl stood on the snow, staring at Zhang Xuanji with her face slightly tilted, her big eyes as clear as water.

Zhang Xuanji looked at this girl and couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

Because the eyes of this girl named Bell are exactly the same as Lin Xuanyue.

Could it be that this girl is actually the reincarnation of Lin Xuanyue?

After all, it has been ten years since he left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and what kind of changes have taken place in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and even this land in the past ten years, Zhang Xuanji still has no way of knowing.

He looked at the girl, and the girl looked at Zhang Xuanji as well.

The two looked at each other, neither of them saying anything.

Zhang Xuanji squatted down, looked at the bell and asked, "Do you want to become stronger?"

The bell looked at Zhang Xuanji and nodded heavily.

The tears on her face due to the murder of her parents are still dry: "I want to be stronger!"

Zhang Xuanji looked at the bell, hesitated slightly, raised his hand and pointed to a wisp of nine-colored streamer flying into her eyebrows.

Zhang Xuanji taught Li Dawang Wanwan, although it is also a good cultivation method, but what was passed on to the bell is the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Recipe that he is also practicing!

After all, the bell was only three years old, and when he received such a huge amount of energy all of a sudden, the whole person fainted.

Zhang Xuanji stretched out his hand to hold it, and looked at Li Dawang, who had already woken up: "This child has good bones, you take good care of it!"

King Li Da bowed to Zhang Xuanji and kowtowed: "Seniors, please rest assured, Senior Mo entrusts, even if the seniors don't, this bell is the daughter of Brother Li's sister-in-law, and we would rather die to protect her!"

Zhang Xuanji nodded lightly, raised his hand and waved it lightly, and sent the bell into Wang Wanwan's arms

"You three go!"

"Thank you, senior!"

King Li Da bowed here and hurried away with the bell.

Zhang Xuanji watched the three of them leave, and slowly retracted his gaze.

Not to mention whether the bell is really Lin Xuanyue, even if he is himself, it is impossible to take it with him.

Because the road he is going to take next is extremely dangerous and unpredictable.

It would be inconvenient to bring a three-year-old girl with you.

Zhang Xuanji looked at Dong'an City, his gaze fell on the disciples of the academy again, and his gaze finally locked on the disciple who killed the Li couple: "What's your name?"

"Senior, disciple Chen Ming!" the disciple hurriedly replied.

Zhang Xuanji's expression was indifferent, and after being silent for a while, he raised his hand and waved, and a ray of light enveloped several people.

After Zhang Xuanji finished all this, he nodded and said: "You guys, no one is missing, all the way to the north, no turning back, until you reach the North Pole, you are allowed to regain the right to move freely, and if anyone turns back and walks more than ten steps halfway, they will die immediately!"

"Thank you seniors for not killing! Thank you seniors for not killing!" Chen Ming kowtowed again and again, and the rest of the academy disciples also frantically kowtowed to Zhang Xuanji to thank him.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xuanji raised his hand and gently pushed, and a soft force directly sent several people out.

"Remember, if you turn back and take more than ten steps, you will surely die!"

"We'll keep it in mind!"

Several academy disciples said respectfully, and then left without looking back, and their bodies disappeared into the night

The reason why Zhang Xuanji let this group of people go all the way north was to prevent them from wanting to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and hunt down Li Dawang Wanwan and Bell.

After Zhang Xuanji defeated all these people, he looked at the endless blood river in the void, and Dongfang Bai, the dean of Dong'an Academy, who was trapped in the blood river.

Zhang Xuanji's eyes were full of nine-colored light, colorful, vast as the sea of stars.

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void and gain insight

In the river of blood, Dongfang Bai has long since lost the appearance of the fairy wind dao bone before.

At this moment, Dongfang Bai was draped in loose hair, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, looking like crazy.

In the time of confronting Liuyun, who already possessed an endless river of blood, Dongfang Bai had gradually fallen into a disadvantage, and even fell into a desperate situation.

If the river of blood does not dry up, the self-recovery ability and strength of the flowing clouds will be endless.

On the other hand, Dongfang Bai was trapped in the River of Blood, and he had already lost his sense of proportion, rushing left and right to consume himself, and defeat seemed to have become his only ending.

Zhang Xuanji looked at all this, and his brows gradually furrowed.

He appeared here at this time, and saved Li Dawang Wanwan and the girl named Bell, which was the cause of the Tao.

Now at this moment, Dongfang Bai is in a desperate situation, and Liuyun is about to win.

The final ending of the two is between their own thoughts.

As soon as he thought of life and helped, Dongfang Bai turned defeat into victory.

As soon as the thought was extinguished, he stood by and watched, and Dongfang Bai died of hatred.

Zhang Xuanji stood in place, quietly looking at the endless sea of blood above and below Dong'an City in front of him.

In the sea of blood, the white decline of the East was gradually revealed, and it gradually sank in the sea of blood.

Liuyun controlled the endless sea of blood, and the pillars of blood in the sea of blood frantically impacted Dongfang Bai.

Dongfang Bai finally broke through the defense under the continuous impact, and the whole person directly prepared the blood pillar to impact through, spitting blood from his mouth and falling weakly.

Liuyun's face flashed with joy, and he frantically mobilized the power of the sea of blood, about to give Dongfang Bai the final fatal blow.

Zhang Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally raised his hand to point.

A nine-colored streamer flew out, and wherever it passed, the nine-colored light illuminated the endless sea of blood.

The sea of blood churned and vaporized, and the spirits containing countless creatures in it emerged from the sea of blood, and then vaporized, whining as if freed.

"Anyone who stops me from taking revenge will die!"

Liuyun's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and yelled at Zhang Xuanji, mobilizing the endless sea of blood and frantically rushing towards Zhang Xuanji.

As early as when Zhang Xuanji appeared at the beginning, Liuyun noticed this extraordinary teenager.

Although he was fighting Dongfang Bai, he had been paying attention to Zhang Xuanji's movements.

At this moment, seeing that his revenge was about to be avenged, Zhang Xuanji suddenly intervened to save Dongfang Bai, and Liuyun couldn't help but almost vomit blood.

In order to take revenge, he killed countless people in Dong'an City, and was willing to fall into endless hell, but his revenge must be avenged!

Long live the Sword Emperor