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Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and wanted to see who dared to challenge Zhou Xuanji at this point.
Every sect will encounter the pressure of the enemy when holding the opening ceremony, but Zhou Xuanji ranks second in the world. Who can have such courage?
The speaker is the black robed monk in the team of Dongyuan temple.
In full view of the public, he took a step forward, looked at Zhou Xuanji, who was high above, and said with a smile: "Zhou Xuanji, you are really lucky to get the world map, but it's hard and easy to break. Do you dare to call yourself the strongest talent in ancient and modern times, do you have some arrogance?"
Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and didn't speak.
He didn't boast to outsiders about talent. It's a title the world puts on him.
The guy tried to provoke him for this, but the reason was too bad.
The old man who stole the cliff and the disciples of the imperial sword court looked at the monk in black with a mocking smile.
The black robed monk's face was cold and rose slowly, and a plume of strange black gas came out and wrapped around him.
"I have a strong emperor in my ancestry. No one can compare with me in terms of talent. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years and was born today. I just stepped on your sword emperor's name and shocked the world."
He smiled proudly and heard many people moved.
There is a strong emperor in our ancestors?
This is really amazing.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji was still expressionless, which made the black robed monk angry.
It feels like hitting cotton with all my strength.
Bad!
He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered, "why? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let's go. Today I'll beat you in front of the heroes in the world!"
His arms were open, and the black Qi turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a giant Buddha possessed by evil fire.
The black Buddha quickly pulled up and wanted to reach the same height as the thousand handed sword Buddha.
Just then, the thousand handed sword Buddha opened his eyes, and two strong lights shone in the world, shaking many people's eyes.
The thousand handed sword Buddha moved!
Thousands of arms wield the sword together, just like a thousand swords into one sword. It is unstoppable to chop it with great strength.
The black robed monk's eyelids jumped and just wanted to resist. The black Buddha behind him was directly scattered by a sword.
Bang——
The black robed monk was directly cut by the giant sword and his body burst, turned into a blood mist and dispersed in the air.
The sword wind shook the sky and made countless people tremble.
What a hegemonic power!
The world is silent.
Except that the Dongyuan temple was stunned, others were not surprised, but praised Zhou Xuanji for his power.
An unknown person also wants to challenge the sword emperor?
What about the descendants of the great emperor? After all, they are not the great emperor.
How many descendants of the great emperor can prove the emperor again?
Zhou Xuanji's body shook and disappeared out of thin air.
After a second, he returned to the top of the thousand handed sword Buddha.
If you don't stare at him closely, you think he hasn't moved.
In fact, he just took away the soul of the monk in black.
This son's cultivation has reached the level of two robbers and scattered immortals, and is not weaker than the yellow spring Dragon King. It's a pity to find the wrong opponent.
But the boy's origin is not simple. You can torture him and maybe get good information.
"The opening ceremony officially began, and the spirit began!"
Zhou Xuanji gave a loud cry, and then the whole sky shook violently.
Chant——
A dragon chant sounded, and the Dragon King of prison burning appeared at the foot of the mountain and turned into a dragon body. His body quickly doubled and wound around the mountain.
The mighty dragon body was revealed in everyone's eyes and stunned them.
"Dragon!"
"What a powerful dragon, is it an eighth order demon?"
"More than that! Nine steps!"
"My God, in addition to the yellow spring Dragon King, other dragons have reached the Ninth level?"
"The sword emperor has such a big demon!"
Magma flows under the Dragon scales of the prison burning Dragon King, emitting a burning gas, which seems to wrap around clouds and shock the eyes.
The sea of clouds above shook violently, and another roar sounded, which looked childish compared with the Dragon King who burned the prison.
But the roar grew louder and more dignified.
"This is... The roar of Unicorn?"
Someone exclaimed, causing another uproar.
Zhou Xuanji stepped on the burning Unicorn when fighting the sword Saint last time.
Isn't that Fire Kirin simple?
On second thought, Zhou Xuanji only needed Phoenix to gather the first of the three ancient divine beasts.
Heaven and earth aura swarmed to the top of the mountain. All the disciples of the imperial sword Court felt that something was pulled out of their bodies, but they didn't feel any discomfort.
Zhou Xiaoqi's roar became louder and louder. It was like thunder behind him.
The face of the suspended river monk was ugly. The death of the monk in black had a great impact on him.
You know, even he couldn't beat the black robed monk. As a result, the black robed monk was killed by Zhou Xuanji.
Seeing the Dragon King burning the prison and hearing the roar of fire Qilin, he felt a sense of frustration.
He is really inferior to Zhou Xuanji.
He suddenly understood why the arrogant fairy wanted to spend his heart on Zhou Xuanji.
She may really admire and like Zhou Xuanji.
He knew Xian and wanted to spend so long. It was the first time he saw her treat such a man like this. Even emperor Yang didn't make Xian want to spend so much.
Zhou Xuanji didn't know the inner thoughts of the suspended river monk. He was feeling his luck.
The invisible Qi rose like a strong wind, and even his Qi was sucked up.
The whole court's Qi is now pouring into Zhou Xiaoqi.
Zhou Xiaoqi's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was surrounded by flames and powerful.
"Good luck, worthy of being the sword emperor."
At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man exclaimed.
His name is Li Yinyu. He wears luxurious clothes and has a grand manner. He is the owner of Canghai building and controls the world's intelligence. Today, he also came to visit Zhou Xuanji and happened to witness such a grand occasion.
The disciples of Canghai tower behind him all looked with admiration.
No wonder Zhou Xuanji can defeat the sword saint.
Just such luck, I'm afraid I can compete with emperor Yang.
meanwhile.
In the north of the northern wasteland, amid the ice and snow, Liu Wuji, who was walking forward, suddenly raised his eyes to the south.
At the moment, he has recovered his normal body shape and is no longer as thin as a firewood. His eyes are still green and his white hair is dancing. He is like an evil devil walking in the vast sky.
"What a magnificent fortune. Is it Zhou Xuanji or Yang emperor?"
He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes showed a murderous look.
When he absorbed the essence of evil king and Fu Hao, he also absorbed their memory, had a knowledge of the world today, and was no longer ignorant.
He immediately turned and headed south.
Originally, he wanted to absorb the essence of all creatures in the north, but now he can't wait to absorb the essence of Zhou Xuanji and Yang emperor.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Bai Hao stands on the cliff with wind bitterness and joy. The four seasons behind him are like spring, the landscape is like painting, and the iceberg in front of him fluctuates like another world.
"Since ancient times, the North has been a place of repression. Emperor, your magic soldiers are located in the north. Will they run into Liu Wuji?"
Feng Kule asked cautiously. Since he knew that Liu Wuji was resurrected, he was frightened.
With Liu Wuji's strength, he can kill whoever he wants, and no one can stop him.
Bai Hao bent his mouth and said with a contemptuous smile, "Liu Wuji is nothing. The emperor is not weaker than him at the peak!"
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Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and wanted to see who dared to challenge Zhou Xuanji at this point.
Every sect will encounter the pressure of the enemy when holding the opening ceremony, but Zhou Xuanji ranks second in the world. Who can have such courage?
The speaker is the black robed monk in the team of Dongyuan temple.
In full view of the public, he took a step forward, looked at Zhou Xuanji, who was high above, and said with a smile: "Zhou Xuanji, you are really lucky to get the world map, but it's hard and easy to break. Do you dare to call yourself the strongest talent in ancient and modern times, do you have some arrogance?"
Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and didn't speak.
He didn't boast to outsiders about talent. It's a title the world puts on him.
The guy tried to provoke him for this, but the reason was too bad.
The old man who stole the cliff and the disciples of the imperial sword court looked at the monk in black with a mocking smile.
The black robed monk's face was cold and rose slowly, and a plume of strange black gas came out and wrapped around him.
"I have a strong emperor in my ancestry. No one can compare with me in terms of talent. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years and was born today. I just stepped on your sword emperor's name and shocked the world."
He smiled proudly and heard many people moved.
There is a strong emperor in our ancestors?
This is really amazing.
Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji was still expressionless, which made the black robed monk angry.
It feels like hitting cotton with all my strength.
Bad!
He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered, "why? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let's go. Today I'll beat you in front of the heroes in the world!"
His arms were open, and the black Qi turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a giant Buddha possessed by evil fire.
The black Buddha quickly pulled up and wanted to reach the same height as the thousand handed sword Buddha.
Just then, the thousand handed sword Buddha opened his eyes, and two strong lights shone in the world, shaking many people's eyes.
The thousand handed sword Buddha moved!
Thousands of arms wield the sword together, just like a thousand swords into one sword. It is unstoppable to chop it with great strength.
The black robed monk's eyelids jumped and just wanted to resist. The black Buddha behind him was directly scattered by a sword.
Bang——
The black robed monk was directly cut by the giant sword and his body burst, turned into a blood mist and dispersed in the air.
The sword wind shook the sky and made countless people tremble.
What a hegemonic power!
The world is silent.
Except that the Dongyuan temple was stunned, others were not surprised, but praised Zhou Xuanji for his power.
An unknown person also wants to challenge the sword emperor?
What about the descendants of the great emperor? After all, they are not the great emperor.
How many descendants of the great emperor can prove the emperor again?
Zhou Xuanji's body shook and disappeared out of thin air.
After a second, he returned to the top of the thousand handed sword Buddha.
If you don't stare at him closely, you think he hasn't moved.
In fact, he just took away the soul of the monk in black.
This son's cultivation has reached the level of two robbers and scattered immortals, and is not weaker than the yellow spring Dragon King. It's a pity to find the wrong opponent.
But the boy's origin is not simple. You can torture him and maybe get good information.
"The opening ceremony officially began, and the spirit began!"
Zhou Xuanji gave a loud cry, and then the whole sky shook violently.
Chant——
A dragon chant sounded, and the Dragon King of prison burning appeared at the foot of the mountain and turned into a dragon body. His body quickly doubled and wound around the mountain.
The mighty dragon body was revealed in everyone's eyes and stunned them.
"Dragon!"
"What a powerful dragon, is it an eighth order demon?"
"More than that! Nine steps!"
"My God, in addition to the yellow spring Dragon King, other dragons have reached the Ninth level?"
"The sword emperor has such a big demon!"
Magma flows under the Dragon scales of the prison burning Dragon King, emitting a burning gas, which seems to wrap around clouds and shock the eyes.
The sea of clouds above shook violently, and another roar sounded, which looked childish compared with the Dragon King who burned the prison.
But the roar grew louder and more dignified.
"This is... The roar of Unicorn?"
Someone exclaimed, causing another uproar.
Zhou Xuanji stepped on the burning Unicorn when fighting the sword Saint last time.
Isn't that Fire Kirin simple?
On second thought, Zhou Xuanji only needed Phoenix to gather the first of the three ancient divine beasts.
Heaven and earth aura swarmed to the top of the mountain. All the disciples of the imperial sword Court felt that something was pulled out of their bodies, but they didn't feel any discomfort.
Zhou Xiaoqi's roar became louder and louder. It was like thunder behind him.
The face of the suspended river monk was ugly. The death of the monk in black had a great impact on him.
You know, even he couldn't beat the black robed monk. As a result, the black robed monk was killed by Zhou Xuanji.
Seeing the Dragon King burning the prison and hearing the roar of fire Qilin, he felt a sense of frustration.
He is really inferior to Zhou Xuanji.
He suddenly understood why the arrogant fairy wanted to spend his heart on Zhou Xuanji.
She may really admire and like Zhou Xuanji.
He knew Xian and wanted to spend so long. It was the first time he saw her treat such a man like this. Even emperor Yang didn't make Xian want to spend so much.
Zhou Xuanji didn't know the inner thoughts of the suspended river monk. He was feeling his luck.
The invisible Qi rose like a strong wind, and even his Qi was sucked up.
The whole court's Qi is now pouring into Zhou Xiaoqi.
Zhou Xiaoqi's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was surrounded by flames and powerful.
"Good luck, worthy of being the sword emperor."
At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man exclaimed.
His name is Li Yinyu. He wears luxurious clothes and has a grand manner. He is the owner of Canghai building and controls the world's intelligence. Today, he also came to visit Zhou Xuanji and happened to witness such a grand occasion.
The disciples of Canghai tower behind him all looked with admiration.
No wonder Zhou Xuanji can defeat the sword saint.
Just such luck, I'm afraid I can compete with emperor Yang.
meanwhile.
In the north of the northern wasteland, amid the ice and snow, Liu Wuji, who was walking forward, suddenly raised his eyes to the south.
At the moment, he has recovered his normal body shape and is no longer as thin as a firewood. His eyes are still green and his white hair is dancing. He is like an evil devil walking in the vast sky.
"What a magnificent fortune. Is it Zhou Xuanji or Yang emperor?"
He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes showed a murderous look.
When he absorbed the essence of evil king and Fu Hao, he also absorbed their memory, had a knowledge of the world today, and was no longer ignorant.
He immediately turned and headed south.
Originally, he wanted to absorb the essence of all creatures in the north, but now he can't wait to absorb the essence of Zhou Xuanji and Yang emperor.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Bai Hao stands on the cliff with wind bitterness and joy. The four seasons behind him are like spring, the landscape is like painting, and the iceberg in front of him fluctuates like another world.
"Since ancient times, the North has been a place of repression. Emperor, your magic soldiers are located in the north. Will they run into Liu Wuji?"
Feng Kule asked cautiously. Since he knew that Liu Wuji was resurrected, he was frightened.
With Liu Wuji's strength, he can kill whoever he wants, and no one can stop him.
Bai Hao bent his mouth and said with a contemptuous smile, "Liu Wuji is nothing. The emperor is not weaker than him at the peak!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and wanted to see who dared to challenge Zhou Xuanji at this point.Every sect will encounter the pressure of the enemy when holding the opening ceremony, but Zhou Xuanji ranks second in the world. Who can have such courage?The speaker is the black robed monk in the team of Dongyuan temple.In full view of the public, he took a step forward, looked at Zhou Xuanji, who was high above, and said with a smile: "Zhou Xuanji, you are really lucky to get the world map, but it's hard and easy to break. Do you dare to call yourself the strongest talent in ancient and modern times, do you have some arrogance?"Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and didn't speak.He didn't boast to outsiders about talent. It's a title the world puts on him.The guy tried to provoke him for this, but the reason was too bad.The old man who stole the cliff and the disciples of the imperial sword court looked at the monk in black with a mocking smile.The black robed monk's face was cold and rose slowly, and a plume of strange black gas came out and wrapped around him."I have a strong emperor in my ancestry. No one can compare with me in terms of talent. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years and was born today. I just stepped on your sword emperor's name and shocked the world."He smiled proudly and heard many people moved.There is a strong emperor in our ancestors?This is really amazing.Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji was still expressionless, which made the black robed monk angry.It feels like hitting cotton with all my strength.Bad!He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered, "why? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let's go. Today I'll beat you in front of the heroes in the world!"His arms were open, and the black Qi turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a giant Buddha possessed by evil fire.The black Buddha quickly pulled up and wanted to reach the same height as the thousand handed sword Buddha.Just then, the thousand handed sword Buddha opened his eyes, and two strong lights shone in the world, shaking many people's eyes.The thousand handed sword Buddha moved!Thousands of arms wield the sword together, just like a thousand swords into one sword. It is unstoppable to chop it with great strength.The black robed monk's eyelids jumped and just wanted to resist. The black Buddha behind him was directly scattered by a sword.BangThe black robed monk was directly cut by the giant sword and his body burst, turned into a blood mist and dispersed in the air.The sword wind shook the sky and made countless people tremble.What a hegemonic power!The world is silent.Except that the Dongyuan temple was stunned, others were not surprised, but praised Zhou Xuanji for his power.An unknown person also wants to challenge the sword emperor?What about the descendants of the great emperor? After all, they are not the great emperor.How many descendants of the great emperor can prove the emperor again?Zhou Xuanji's body shook and disappeared out of thin air.After a second, he returned to the top of the thousand handed sword Buddha.If you don't stare at him closely, you think he hasn't moved.In fact, he just took away the soul of the monk in black.This son's cultivation has reached the level of two robbers and scattered immortals, and is not weaker than the yellow spring Dragon King. It's a pity to find the wrong opponent.But the boy's origin is not simple. You can torture him and maybe get good information."The opening ceremony officially began, and the spirit began!"Zhou Xuanji gave a loud cry, and then the whole sky shook violently.ChantA dragon chant sounded, and the Dragon King of prison burning appeared at the foot of the mountain and turned into a dragon body. His body quickly doubled and wound around the mountain.The mighty dragon body was revealed in everyone's eyes and stunned them."Dragon!""What a powerful dragon, is it an eighth order demon?""More than that! Nine steps!""My God, in addition to the yellow spring Dragon King, other dragons have reached the Ninth level?""The sword emperor has such a big demon!"Magma flows under the Dragon scales of the prison burning Dragon King, emitting a burning gas, which seems to wrap around clouds and shock the eyes.The sea of clouds above shook violently, and another roar sounded, which looked childish compared with the Dragon King who burned the prison.But the roar grew louder and more dignified."This is... The roar of Unicorn?"Someone exclaimed, causing another uproar.Zhou Xuanji stepped on the burning Unicorn when fighting the sword Saint last time.Isn't that Fire Kirin simple?On second thought, Zhou Xuanji only needed Phoenix to gather the first of the three ancient divine beasts.Heaven and earth aura swarmed to the top of the mountain. All the disciples of the imperial sword Court felt that something was pulled out of their bodies, but they didn't feel any discomfort.Zhou Xiaoqi's roar became louder and louder. It was like thunder behind him.The face of the suspended river monk was ugly. The death of the monk in black had a great impact on him.You know, even he couldn't beat the black robed monk. As a result, the black robed monk was killed by Zhou Xuanji.Seeing the Dragon King burning the prison and hearing the roar of fire Qilin, he felt a sense of frustration.He is really inferior to Zhou Xuanji.He suddenly understood why the arrogant fairy wanted to spend his heart on Zhou Xuanji.She may really admire and like Zhou Xuanji.He knew Xian and wanted to spend so long. It was the first time he saw her treat such a man like this. Even emperor Yang didn't make Xian want to spend so much.Zhou Xuanji didn't know the inner thoughts of the suspended river monk. He was feeling his luck.The invisible Qi rose like a strong wind, and even his Qi was sucked up.The whole court's Qi is now pouring into Zhou Xiaoqi.Zhou Xiaoqi's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was surrounded by flames and powerful."Good luck, worthy of being the sword emperor."At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man exclaimed.His name is Li Yinyu. He wears luxurious clothes and has a grand manner. He is the owner of Canghai building and controls the world's intelligence. Today, he also came to visit Zhou Xuanji and happened to witness such a grand occasion.The disciples of Canghai tower behind him all looked with admiration.No wonder Zhou Xuanji can defeat the sword saint.Just such luck, I'm afraid I can compete with emperor Yang.meanwhile.In the north of the northern wasteland, amid the ice and snow, Liu Wuji, who was walking forward, suddenly raised his eyes to the south.At the moment, he has recovered his normal body shape and is no longer as thin as a firewood. His eyes are still green and his white hair is dancing. He is like an evil devil walking in the vast sky."What a magnificent fortune. Is it Zhou Xuanji or Yang emperor?"He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes showed a murderous look.When he absorbed the essence of evil king and Fu Hao, he also absorbed their memory, had a knowledge of the world today, and was no longer ignorant.He immediately turned and headed south.Originally, he wanted to absorb the essence of all creatures in the north, but now he can't wait to absorb the essence of Zhou Xuanji and Yang emperor.Hundreds of thousands of miles away.Bai Hao stands on the cliff with wind bitterness and joy. The four seasons behind him are like spring, the landscape is like painting, and the iceberg in front of him fluctuates like another world."Since ancient times, the North has been a place of repression. Emperor, your magic soldiers are located in the north. Will they run into Liu Wuji?"Feng Kule asked cautiously. Since he knew that Liu Wuji was resurrected, he was frightened.With Liu Wuji's strength, he can kill whoever he wants, and no one can stop him.Bai Hao bent his mouth and said with a contemptuous smile, "Liu Wuji is nothing. The emperor is not weaker than him at the peak!"
