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"Don't play tricks. If you want to avenge your master, you have to rely on me and your disciples. If you want them to survive, you have to see what I mean."
Ji Huang demon king looked down at the hanging river monk and said with a sarcastic smile.
The reason why he didn't kill the hanging river god monk is naturally used for other purposes.
The suspended river monk and the old man stealing cliff are close friends. Both of them are proficient in the art of calculation, know Yin and Yang, and know fate.
Facing the threat of Ji Huangyao, the suspended river monk didn't answer.
He is used to it.
"By the way, is Zhou Xuanji the emperor of all ages?"
Ji Huangyao continued to ask, her eyes full of deep meaning.
He knows the relationship between the Xuanhe monk and martial Duke Zhou Xuanji.
It's really a drama that the murderer of Xuanhe God monk colludes with the disciple of his best friend.
"No, Emperor Wangu has another person, who has been born."
The suspended river monk replied, let Ji Huangyao Jun frown.
"Emperor Yang is the emperor of all ages?"
"No."
"Emperor Jiang Wu?"
"No."
"My lord?"
"Impossible!"
“……”
Ji Huangyao Jun fell into silence and his eyes glittered with anger.
He asked in a deep voice, "who is the emperor of all ages?"
The legend of the eternal emperor is really mysterious. If it really exists, it will inevitably become an obstacle to him.
"I don't know."
The suspended river monk replied, listening to Ji Huangyao Jun's wide eyes, stretched out his palm and clapped in the air.
Boom!
The suspended river monk was patted by the palm wind and hit the wall, and blood gushed down his throat.
Ji Huangyao Jun snorted coldly and turned away.
……
Three months later.
Zhou Xuanji and others walked in the desert, followed by hundreds of people, practicing swords and moving forward.
Today, the number of second generation disciples has reached 121.
After the first World War, Zhou Xuanji's fame reached a new peak. He passed by a dynasty and attracted countless people. After half a month's examination, he accepted dozens of disciples with good qualifications.
His request has always been to prefer lack to abuse.
These second generation disciples have a strong understanding of Kendo and can learn a set of sword techniques in a short time. However, it takes time to achieve success.
Xu Yang has become the eldest martial brother of the second generation of disciples. Although there are people behind him who have talent to surpass him, no one has a better temperament than him.
What's more, he has worshipped Xiao Jinghong as his teacher, and Xiao Jinghong is the only disciple of Zhou Xuanji.
At the moment, Ning Zifeng is teaching the second generation of disciples to practice sword. Everyone's actions are consistent with him, and the picture is particularly spectacular.
Zhou Xuanji talked with the old man who stole the cliff and the immortal who wanted to spend in front of him about the hidden strongmen in the northern wasteland.
Jiang Xue, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Chongming demon emperor, Huang Lianxin and Beixiao Wang Jian are all listening carefully.
Little black snake and Zhou Xiaoqi are teasing Zhang Fenglan.
Two celestial dragons and eagles circled and patrolled for them.
"I've always been curious. Who taught Yang emperor?"
The old man who stole the cliff asked xianxianghua. Among the people, xianxianghua was the best solution to Emperor Yang. After all, they had fought three times.
The fairy wanted to throw him a white eye and said, "where do I know?"
Zhou Xuanji was thinking about Haotian cult.
Won't Haotian church have more than one demon left in the world?
Otherwise, Zhang's current cultivation will not affect anything at all.
At this time.
Xianxianghua suddenly stopped, and so did the old man who stole the cliff.
Zhou Xuanji raised his eyes and saw that there was a figure coming in front of him.
"All on alert!"
Ning Zifeng suddenly shouted, startled all the second generation disciples to stop.
"Mahayana cultivation is not enough to fear."
Xian Xianghua smiled softly and listened to the others speechless.
The little black snake couldn't help asking, "you've been abandoned and despise Mahayana?"
As soon as the voice fell, a murderous spirit made him tremble. He quickly shut up and hid behind Zhou Xiaoqi.
"Born extraordinary, life is purple, heaven is jealous, life is difficult."
A voice of vicissitudes came from the front, which made Zhou Xuanji and others slightly moved.
come with evil intent!
This sentence is obviously talking about Zhou Xuanji.
"Who is your excellency? Give me your name."
The old man who stole the cliff asked in a loud voice. He was not worried. Now Zhou Xuanji was strong enough. Mahayana alone was not enough to pose a threat.
The man walked out of the wind and sand. He was wearing an old yellow Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin in his bun. His face was thin and his eyes were cold.
He stared at Zhou Xuanji, ignored others and said, "I don't have a name. You can ask me to ask for the Tao. I walk in the world just to pursue the track of the way of heaven."
Ask for the way?
Zhou Xuanji muttered, "didn't you encounter snake essence disease?"
Others also frowned, all subconsciously asking for Tao.
Beg for a way to walk, eyes do not deviate.
"You don't belong to the northern wasteland, but you can change the fate of the northern wasteland. You're not heaven, the emperor of all ages, or the son of luck. Who are you?"
He continued to ask, listening to Zhou Xuanji as if thinking.
Did this guy see that he was reincarnated?
Ning Zifeng pulled out his sword and rushed, scolding: "crazy old Taoist, who allows you to come here and talk nonsense!"
In the blink of an eye, he came to beg the Tao and cut off with his sword.
Beg the way to dodge dexterously. Facing Ning Zifeng's fast sword, he didn't take action, just dodge.
Both of them were very fast and dazzled the second generation of disciples.
"So fast!"
"That old man can escape master Ning's sword!"
"Isn't it really powerful?"
"Anyway, there is Shizu. Don't be afraid."
"Yes, there is the first person in the devil's way."
The second generation of disciples laughed and talked. They were very relaxed and not nervous.
The fairy wanted to spend a frown and murmured, "please, this name sounds familiar. It seems that I've heard it somewhere."
Zhou Xuanji glanced at her without questioning.
"Purple Maple, come back."
He opened his mouth and shouted. Hearing the speech, Ning Zifeng snorted coldly, took back his sword and returned.
It seems very unfriendly, but in fact, it's a sigh of relief.
This old way is unfathomable!
Qiu Tao stopped and looked at Zhou Xuanji, his eyes full of doubts.
"Beg the way, right? What do you want to do? If you want to fight, be careful that my divine sword has no eyes. If you have anything else, finish quickly and make way."
Zhou Xuanji asked calmly. He was still talking about the strong men who might not die in the northern wasteland. He didn't expect to meet one here.
In the face of Ning Zifeng, the strength of this guy should be medium in Mahayana.
Maybe higher.
"I'm just curious. I never intervene in the struggle in the world. Since ancient times, no one can hurt me, and I haven't hurt anyone."
Beg a way to shake his head to say, the color of expectation appears on his face.
"I've seen emperor Yang before. He has the capital of the great emperor. Before you appeared, the destiny of the northern wasteland was that he would become the great emperor, but it changed after you appeared."
This remark surprised everyone.
Does it mean that Zhou Xuanji is going to replace emperor Yang?
Xianxianghua smiled and bent her eyes. Suddenly, she felt that it was very pleasant to ask for the way.
Begging Tao continued: "after you appear, Emperor Yang's heart has changed. He will no longer be a ascetic. Before long, he will dominate the northern wasteland and unify the Terran."
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"Don't play tricks. If you want to avenge your master, you have to rely on me and your disciples. If you want them to survive, you have to see what I mean."
Ji Huang demon king looked down at the hanging river monk and said with a sarcastic smile.
The reason why he didn't kill the hanging river god monk is naturally used for other purposes.
The suspended river monk and the old man stealing cliff are close friends. Both of them are proficient in the art of calculation, know Yin and Yang, and know fate.
Facing the threat of Ji Huangyao, the suspended river monk didn't answer.
He is used to it.
"By the way, is Zhou Xuanji the emperor of all ages?"
Ji Huangyao continued to ask, her eyes full of deep meaning.
He knows the relationship between the Xuanhe monk and martial Duke Zhou Xuanji.
It's really a drama that the murderer of Xuanhe God monk colludes with the disciple of his best friend.
"No, Emperor Wangu has another person, who has been born."
The suspended river monk replied, let Ji Huangyao Jun frown.
"Emperor Yang is the emperor of all ages?"
"No."
"Emperor Jiang Wu?"
"No."
"My lord?"
"Impossible!"
“……”
Ji Huangyao Jun fell into silence and his eyes glittered with anger.
He asked in a deep voice, "who is the emperor of all ages?"
The legend of the eternal emperor is really mysterious. If it really exists, it will inevitably become an obstacle to him.
"I don't know."
The suspended river monk replied, listening to Ji Huangyao Jun's wide eyes, stretched out his palm and clapped in the air.
Boom!
The suspended river monk was patted by the palm wind and hit the wall, and blood gushed down his throat.
Ji Huangyao Jun snorted coldly and turned away.
……
Three months later.
Zhou Xuanji and others walked in the desert, followed by hundreds of people, practicing swords and moving forward.
Today, the number of second generation disciples has reached 121.
After the first World War, Zhou Xuanji's fame reached a new peak. He passed by a dynasty and attracted countless people. After half a month's examination, he accepted dozens of disciples with good qualifications.
His request has always been to prefer lack to abuse.
These second generation disciples have a strong understanding of Kendo and can learn a set of sword techniques in a short time. However, it takes time to achieve success.
Xu Yang has become the eldest martial brother of the second generation of disciples. Although there are people behind him who have talent to surpass him, no one has a better temperament than him.
What's more, he has worshipped Xiao Jinghong as his teacher, and Xiao Jinghong is the only disciple of Zhou Xuanji.
At the moment, Ning Zifeng is teaching the second generation of disciples to practice sword. Everyone's actions are consistent with him, and the picture is particularly spectacular.
Zhou Xuanji talked with the old man who stole the cliff and the immortal who wanted to spend in front of him about the hidden strongmen in the northern wasteland.
Jiang Xue, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Chongming demon emperor, Huang Lianxin and Beixiao Wang Jian are all listening carefully.
Little black snake and Zhou Xiaoqi are teasing Zhang Fenglan.
Two celestial dragons and eagles circled and patrolled for them.
"I've always been curious. Who taught Yang emperor?"
The old man who stole the cliff asked xianxianghua. Among the people, xianxianghua was the best solution to Emperor Yang. After all, they had fought three times.
The fairy wanted to throw him a white eye and said, "where do I know?"
Zhou Xuanji was thinking about Haotian cult.
Won't Haotian church have more than one demon left in the world?
Otherwise, Zhang's current cultivation will not affect anything at all.
At this time.
Xianxianghua suddenly stopped, and so did the old man who stole the cliff.
Zhou Xuanji raised his eyes and saw that there was a figure coming in front of him.
"All on alert!"
Ning Zifeng suddenly shouted, startled all the second generation disciples to stop.
"Mahayana cultivation is not enough to fear."
Xian Xianghua smiled softly and listened to the others speechless.
The little black snake couldn't help asking, "you've been abandoned and despise Mahayana?"
As soon as the voice fell, a murderous spirit made him tremble. He quickly shut up and hid behind Zhou Xiaoqi.
"Born extraordinary, life is purple, heaven is jealous, life is difficult."
A voice of vicissitudes came from the front, which made Zhou Xuanji and others slightly moved.
come with evil intent!
This sentence is obviously talking about Zhou Xuanji.
"Who is your excellency? Give me your name."
The old man who stole the cliff asked in a loud voice. He was not worried. Now Zhou Xuanji was strong enough. Mahayana alone was not enough to pose a threat.
The man walked out of the wind and sand. He was wearing an old yellow Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin in his bun. His face was thin and his eyes were cold.
He stared at Zhou Xuanji, ignored others and said, "I don't have a name. You can ask me to ask for the Tao. I walk in the world just to pursue the track of the way of heaven."
Ask for the way?
Zhou Xuanji muttered, "didn't you encounter snake essence disease?"
Others also frowned, all subconsciously asking for Tao.
Beg for a way to walk, eyes do not deviate.
"You don't belong to the northern wasteland, but you can change the fate of the northern wasteland. You're not heaven, the emperor of all ages, or the son of luck. Who are you?"
He continued to ask, listening to Zhou Xuanji as if thinking.
Did this guy see that he was reincarnated?
Ning Zifeng pulled out his sword and rushed, scolding: "crazy old Taoist, who allows you to come here and talk nonsense!"
In the blink of an eye, he came to beg the Tao and cut off with his sword.
Beg the way to dodge dexterously. Facing Ning Zifeng's fast sword, he didn't take action, just dodge.
Both of them were very fast and dazzled the second generation of disciples.
"So fast!"
"That old man can escape master Ning's sword!"
"Isn't it really powerful?"
"Anyway, there is Shizu. Don't be afraid."
"Yes, there is the first person in the devil's way."
The second generation of disciples laughed and talked. They were very relaxed and not nervous.
The fairy wanted to spend a frown and murmured, "please, this name sounds familiar. It seems that I've heard it somewhere."
Zhou Xuanji glanced at her without questioning.
"Purple Maple, come back."
He opened his mouth and shouted. Hearing the speech, Ning Zifeng snorted coldly, took back his sword and returned.
It seems very unfriendly, but in fact, it's a sigh of relief.
This old way is unfathomable!
Qiu Tao stopped and looked at Zhou Xuanji, his eyes full of doubts.
"Beg the way, right? What do you want to do? If you want to fight, be careful that my divine sword has no eyes. If you have anything else, finish quickly and make way."
Zhou Xuanji asked calmly. He was still talking about the strong men who might not die in the northern wasteland. He didn't expect to meet one here.
In the face of Ning Zifeng, the strength of this guy should be medium in Mahayana.
Maybe higher.
"I'm just curious. I never intervene in the struggle in the world. Since ancient times, no one can hurt me, and I haven't hurt anyone."
Beg a way to shake his head to say, the color of expectation appears on his face.
"I've seen emperor Yang before. He has the capital of the great emperor. Before you appeared, the destiny of the northern wasteland was that he would become the great emperor, but it changed after you appeared."
This remark surprised everyone.
Does it mean that Zhou Xuanji is going to replace emperor Yang?
Xianxianghua smiled and bent her eyes. Suddenly, she felt that it was very pleasant to ask for the way.
Begging Tao continued: "after you appear, Emperor Yang's heart has changed. He will no longer be a ascetic. Before long, he will dominate the northern wasteland and unify the Terran."
"Don't play tricks. If you want to avenge your master, you have to rely on me and your disciples. If you want them to survive, you have to see what I mean."Ji Huang demon king looked down at the hanging river monk and said with a sarcastic smile.The reason why he didn't kill the hanging river god monk is naturally used for other purposes.The suspended river monk and the old man stealing cliff are close friends. Both of them are proficient in the art of calculation, know Yin and Yang, and know fate.Facing the threat of Ji Huangyao, the suspended river monk didn't answer.He is used to it."By the way, is Zhou Xuanji the emperor of all ages?"Ji Huangyao continued to ask, her eyes full of deep meaning.He knows the relationship between the Xuanhe monk and martial Duke Zhou Xuanji.It's really a drama that the murderer of Xuanhe God monk colludes with the disciple of his best friend."No, Emperor Wangu has another person, who has been born."The suspended river monk replied, let Ji Huangyao Jun frown."Emperor Yang is the emperor of all ages?""No.""Emperor Jiang Wu?""No.""My lord?""Impossible!"Ji Huangyao Jun fell into silence and his eyes glittered with anger.He asked in a deep voice, "who is the emperor of all ages?"The legend of the eternal emperor is really mysterious. If it really exists, it will inevitably become an obstacle to him."I don't know."The suspended river monk replied, listening to Ji Huangyao Jun's wide eyes, stretched out his palm and clapped in the air.Boom!The suspended river monk was patted by the palm wind and hit the wall, and blood gushed down his throat.Ji Huangyao Jun snorted coldly and turned away.Three months later.Zhou Xuanji and others walked in the desert, followed by hundreds of people, practicing swords and moving forward.Today, the number of second generation disciples has reached 121.After the first World War, Zhou Xuanji's fame reached a new peak. He passed by a dynasty and attracted countless people. After half a month's examination, he accepted dozens of disciples with good qualifications.His request has always been to prefer lack to abuse.These second generation disciples have a strong understanding of Kendo and can learn a set of sword techniques in a short time. However, it takes time to achieve success.Xu Yang has become the eldest martial brother of the second generation of disciples. Although there are people behind him who have talent to surpass him, no one has a better temperament than him.What's more, he has worshipped Xiao Jinghong as his teacher, and Xiao Jinghong is the only disciple of Zhou Xuanji.At the moment, Ning Zifeng is teaching the second generation of disciples to practice sword. Everyone's actions are consistent with him, and the picture is particularly spectacular.Zhou Xuanji talked with the old man who stole the cliff and the immortal who wanted to spend in front of him about the hidden strongmen in the northern wasteland.Jiang Xue, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Chongming demon emperor, Huang Lianxin and Beixiao Wang Jian are all listening carefully.Little black snake and Zhou Xiaoqi are teasing Zhang Fenglan.Two celestial dragons and eagles circled and patrolled for them."I've always been curious. Who taught Yang emperor?"The old man who stole the cliff asked xianxianghua. Among the people, xianxianghua was the best solution to Emperor Yang. After all, they had fought three times.The fairy wanted to throw him a white eye and said, "where do I know?"Zhou Xuanji was thinking about Haotian cult.Won't Haotian church have more than one demon left in the world?Otherwise, Zhang's current cultivation will not affect anything at all.At this time.Xianxianghua suddenly stopped, and so did the old man who stole the cliff.Zhou Xuanji raised his eyes and saw that there was a figure coming in front of him."All on alert!"Ning Zifeng suddenly shouted, startled all the second generation disciples to stop."Mahayana cultivation is not enough to fear."Xian Xianghua smiled softly and listened to the others speechless.The little black snake couldn't help asking, "you've been abandoned and despise Mahayana?"As soon as the voice fell, a murderous spirit made him tremble. He quickly shut up and hid behind Zhou Xiaoqi."Born extraordinary, life is purple, heaven is jealous, life is difficult."A voice of vicissitudes came from the front, which made Zhou Xuanji and others slightly moved.come with evil intent!This sentence is obviously talking about Zhou Xuanji."Who is your excellency? Give me your name."The old man who stole the cliff asked in a loud voice. He was not worried. Now Zhou Xuanji was strong enough. Mahayana alone was not enough to pose a threat.The man walked out of the wind and sand. He was wearing an old yellow Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin in his bun. His face was thin and his eyes were cold.He stared at Zhou Xuanji, ignored others and said, "I don't have a name. You can ask me to ask for the Tao. I walk in the world just to pursue the track of the way of heaven."Ask for the way?Zhou Xuanji muttered, "didn't you encounter snake essence disease?"Others also frowned, all subconsciously asking for Tao.Beg for a way to walk, eyes do not deviate."You don't belong to the northern wasteland, but you can change the fate of the northern wasteland. You're not heaven, the emperor of all ages, or the son of luck. Who are you?"He continued to ask, listening to Zhou Xuanji as if thinking.Did this guy see that he was reincarnated?Ning Zifeng pulled out his sword and rushed, scolding: "crazy old Taoist, who allows you to come here and talk nonsense!"In the blink of an eye, he came to beg the Tao and cut off with his sword.Beg the way to dodge dexterously. Facing Ning Zifeng's fast sword, he didn't take action, just dodge.Both of them were very fast and dazzled the second generation of disciples."So fast!""That old man can escape master Ning's sword!""Isn't it really powerful?""Anyway, there is Shizu. Don't be afraid.""Yes, there is the first person in the devil's way."The second generation of disciples laughed and talked. They were very relaxed and not nervous.The fairy wanted to spend a frown and murmured, "please, this name sounds familiar. It seems that I've heard it somewhere."Zhou Xuanji glanced at her without questioning."Purple Maple, come back."He opened his mouth and shouted. Hearing the speech, Ning Zifeng snorted coldly, took back his sword and returned.It seems very unfriendly, but in fact, it's a sigh of relief.This old way is unfathomable!Qiu Tao stopped and looked at Zhou Xuanji, his eyes full of doubts."Beg the way, right? What do you want to do? If you want to fight, be careful that my divine sword has no eyes. If you have anything else, finish quickly and make way."Zhou Xuanji asked calmly. He was still talking about the strong men who might not die in the northern wasteland. He didn't expect to meet one here.In the face of Ning Zifeng, the strength of this guy should be medium in Mahayana.Maybe higher."I'm just curious. I never intervene in the struggle in the world. Since ancient times, no one can hurt me, and I haven't hurt anyone."Beg a way to shake his head to say, the color of expectation appears on his face."I've seen emperor Yang before. He has the capital of the great emperor. Before you appeared, the destiny of the northern wasteland was that he would become the great emperor, but it changed after you appeared."This remark surprised everyone.Does it mean that Zhou Xuanji is going to replace emperor Yang?Xianxianghua smiled and bent her eyes. Suddenly, she felt that it was very pleasant to ask for the way.Begging Tao continued: "after you appear, Emperor Yang's heart has changed. He will no longer be a ascetic. Before long, he will dominate the northern wasteland and unify the Terran."
