I Have Countless Swords

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

Zhou Xuanji was training his body in the cauldron, and the others were cultivating separately.

The Demon Emperor Chongming and the two Heavenly Vault Dragon Eagles learned from each other to hone their physical bodies.

The old man of the robbery cliff sat cross-legged on the hillside, his eyes looked east, his brows furrowed, and he muttered, "Why do you have an ominous premonition."

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

"someone is coming!"

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

Demon Emperor Chongming sniffed with his nose, his expression instantly horrified, and exclaimed, "Why is that old witch here?"

It was Xianxianghua and Qin Gang who came!

"Tsk tsk, it's really a good fate, wherever I go, I can meet you, little Phoenix."

Xian Xianghua's voice floated, causing Zhou Xuanji's brows in Ding Nei to frown.

Old witch!

He immediately flew out of the cauldron, and the others took out the magical instruments and waited.

Soon, Xianxianghua and Qin Gang came over.

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

Jiang Xue frowned, her eyes full of vigilance.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in a deep voice, after finally cleaning up, he didn't want to be thrown into the murky waters of the Epiphyllum Sect again.

Xian Xianghua came over, glanced at Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin, and smiled at Zhou Xuanji: "There are countless treasures hidden in Juediya, of course, this seat is here to heal, if you want to revive the Epiphyllum Sect, this seat must Restore peak strength."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the old man of the robbery, and her eyes instantly became cold.

The old man of Daoya smiled awkwardly, spread his hands and said: "Xuanhe is targeting you, but it's none of my business, who made you bully him like that!"

Bully?

Everyone was stunned, and in their minds, the strong posture of the Xuanhe **** monk with a light cloud and light wind appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, the monk Xuanhe was also bullied by Xianxianghua.

"When you were just starting out, if this seat hadn't taught you how to be human, you might have died in the wilderness long ago."

Xian Xianghua replied calmly, hearing Zhou Xuanji roll his eyes.

How many people has this old witch bullied before?

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

Qin Gang looked at Zhou Xuanji with a complicated expression, and said, "I'm really convinced that you joined the Epiphyllum Sect, and the whole world protects you and scolds us. What is this?"

During this time, wherever there were people, they were scolding Epiphyllum Sect and praising Zhou Jianshen, making him speechless.

After all, they also sincerely helped Zhou Xuanji.

"I can't help it, I'm upright, I'm out of the mud and not stained, and everyone in the world believes in me."

Zhou Xuanji replied in a casual tone, which hurt Qin Gang even more.

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

Xian Xianghua's eyes were full of smiles, and both said, "I don't think I'm in a hurry. Let's rest here for a while before talking about it. After all, it's very dangerous inside."

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

"She is the first person in the magic way?"

Bei Xiaowangjian asked in a low voice curiously, and Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Bei Xiaowangjian, and Huang Lianxin were also very curious.

Such a woman looks peerless, and it is difficult to associate her with the brutal and inhumane Sect Master of the Epiphyllum Sect.

"It's okay, with her here, we're still safer."

The old man of Daoya comforted everyone and said that even in the face of the seriously injured Xianxianghua, he did not dare to take action.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at Xian Xianghua, then turned and walked towards Ding.

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

Jiang Xue nodded and watched him enter the tripod.

For the next period of time, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang did not disturb them either, and the two groups practiced separately.

Day by day.

two months later.

"Yan—"

From the depths of Judidi Cliff, there was a roar of a dragon, which was deafening and alarmed the mountain.

Zhou Xuanji, Xian Xianghua and others opened their eyes to look.

The old man of the robbery frowned and murmured: "This voice... the eighth-order monster!"

The eighth-order monster is equivalent to the realm of refining gods!

The little black snake shivered and shouted, "Could it be my clan elder?"

Its peak cultivation base is only fifth-order, which is very different from that of the Flood Dragon.

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

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

The two demons began to chatter.

Xianxiang's eyebrows showed a solemn look, and said softly: "Why is he here?"

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

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

"The Ghost King of Ten Thousand Burials, he always carries an eighth-order ghost Jiao by his side."

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

"King of Ten Thousand Burial Ghosts! Why is he here?"

The old man of the robbery cried out in horror, with fear in his words.

Bei Xiao Wang Jian asked, "Who is he? How many ranks in the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness?"

To make the old man of Daoya panic so much, the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Burials must be one of the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness.

"He ranks fifty-eighth, and has a Mahayana cultivation base."

The old man of the robbery said with a solemn expression, and everyone took a deep breath.

Mahayana!

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

The Ghost King of Ten Thousand Burials is a genuine Mahayana cultivation base, just like Emperor Zhou Yan.

"Is it because..."

Huang Lian's heart changed and she murmured in a low voice. She didn't finish speaking, but the others already understood. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

World map!

The old man of the robbery looked at Zhou Xuanji and said in a low voice, "Give it up."

Competing with the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Burials, how can they win?

Zhou Xuanji frowned. They came from thousands of miles away and waited here for so long. If they gave up, they gave up?

"You know what he's looking for?"

Xian Xianghua's voice came, and she stared at Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "He came to find the inheritance of the emperor."

He wouldn't tell the whereabouts of the world map.

If Xianxianghua can get the map of the world, then what?

When this old witch was number one in the world back then, she slaughtered all beings, and if she gets the world map again, the ghost knows what she will do to harm the world.

"Let's go and see!"

Xian Xianghua got up and flew in the direction from which the Jiaolong's whistling came from before, followed by Qin Gang.

After they disappeared into the depths of Judidi Cliff, Bei Xiaowangjian asked, "Is that the case?"

That is the picture of the world!

Get the world!

If Zhou Xuanji became number one in the world, they would no longer have to worry about their enemies.

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 he said with a smile, "If the map of the world is so good, how could it not exist for ten thousand years?"

When people heard it, they thought it was reasonable.

They didn't leave, they just waited there.

In the next period of time, they would hear the whistling of the ghosts from time to time, sometimes in pain, sometimes in anger.

time flies.

this day.

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

"It is detected that the sword master has reached the age of 20, and the random lottery starts!"

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