I Have Countless Swords

Soon, Zhou Xuanji found the holy sword, which was located in a cave.

This sword is erected on the ground, the blade is four fingers wide, the lower end gradually expands, the hilt is attached to a piece of black scales, and there are a pair of gems like scarlet eyes on the sword grid.

Holy Sword!

As soon as Zhou Xuanji approached it, he felt an unimaginable aura coming towards his face.

It seemed as if there was a wild beast roaring at him.

He took out the Eternal Divine Sword and communicated with the Nine Souls.

"Huh? Holy Sword Tu Gang, are you in Yunmo Daze?"

Liu Wuji said in surprise, and the other mighty souls followed.

"Beijing Sword Demon is not here, this is a good opportunity."

"Take it, Beiyou Sword Demon will hunt him down."

"Definitely take it!"

"As long as you are sure of escaping, take it."

When Zhou Xuanji heard this, he immediately reached out and grabbed the hilt of the holy sword Tu Gang.

When he held it, a chill burrowed into his body along the palm of his hand, causing the heavenly immortal power in his body to boil.

In an instant, he felt a strong urge to occupy the sword.

With a bang, he pulled up the holy sword Tu Gang.

Immediately, he disappeared out of thin air.

He quickly flew out of the Cloud Demon Daze, advancing at full speed, not daring to take it lightly.

Although Xu Qing had been led by Mo Jiuqing to nowhere, as long as he was in Yunmo Daze, he would not feel safe.

"Roar--"

A loud shout suddenly came from behind, and it was earth-shattering, making Zhou Xuanji get goosebumps all over his body.

how is this possible!

So fast?

He looked back subconsciously, and saw a domineering figure swooping towards him at high speed, extremely fast.

He saw Xu Qing's deity clearly.

This guy is naked, his muscles are like rocks washed by rain, his hair is disheveled, his eyes have no pupils, and they are white.

He stared at Zhou Xuanji with a ghastly face, roaring again and again.

Zhou Xuanji immediately cast Wanzong Wuji and kept moving.

Seeing that Xu Qing was about to catch up, he immediately took out a hidden grass and ate it.

Qiongluo has planted a lot of hidden grass, and he left some.

But after he swallowed the hidden grass, Zhou Xuanji disappeared out of thin air.

Xu Qing stopped and looked around angrily, but he couldn't trace Zhou Xuanji's figure, and even his breath disappeared.

Furious, he screamed in the sky, the surrounding space was turbulent, and the rolling demonic fog was shaken away.

After roaring for a while, he left.

The edge of the Cloud Demon Daze.

Zhou Xuanji revealed his figure, and with a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and leaned against the mountain wall, his hand holding the holy sword Tu Gang trembled slightly.

Xu Qing's previous roar hurt his internal organs, causing his blood to still surge.

"What kind of cultivation has that guy achieved?"

He gritted his teeth and muttered, his face pale.

Fortunately, the holy sword is in hand.

The price is nothing.

He got up and left. As for Mo Jiuqing, he was too lazy to look for it. He believed that Mo Jiuqing would find him.

Not long after he left, a burly figure stepped out of the magic fog.

It was the Northern Serenity Sword Demon, Xu Qing.

He still maintained a hideous face, his eyes swept in all directions, his nose moved slightly, as if he was sniffing something.

He stepped outside the Cloud Demon Daze.

Boom!

A thunderstorm suddenly fell, hitting his body, causing him to roar in pain.

He struggled hard, trying to break through Tianlei's block.

Another thunderbolt fell, causing his muscles to tremble, his body began to crack, and blood oozes out.

He still gave up, roared frantically, and fell into a rampage, disturbing the magic fog of the Cloud Demon Daze.

after awhile.

He suddenly rushed forward, unscrupulously, and despite the thunder, he never stopped.

Soon, he was covered in blood and disappeared into the sky.

The lake surface of Yunmo Daze was turbulent, and so was the rolling demonic fog, as if a giant beast was angry.

...

After leaving Yunmo Daze, Zhou Xuanji kept flying and never stopped.

For some reason, the sense of crisis in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, as if some fierce existence is chasing behind him.

After three hours, the sense of crisis subsided, and he found a hidden place to hide.

In order to prevent accidents, he used Jiuyou Burning Flame Jue to open a Yin-Yang barrier in advance and run away at any time.

He began to recover from his injuries and condensed the immortal power of heaven.

As for the holy sword Tu Gang, he was included in the Supreme Curry to prevent Xu Qing from chasing the breath to find him.

About half an hour passed.

Mo Jiuqing appeared beside him, elusive.

With a solemn expression, he said, "Xu Qing escaped."

escaped?

Zhou Xuanji had a strange expression, not knowing what to say.

With Xu Qing's ability and madness, isn't it difficult for the common people?

He shook his head, without thinking much, he couldn't control so much.

He asked, "Isn't he trapped in the Cloud Demon Daze? Could it be that he was just attracted by the holy sword?"

Could it be that Xu Qing became a demon because of the holy sword?

Mo Jiuqing shook his head and sighed: "I don't understand either, but if he were born, he would definitely anger the joint attack of the gods and all the major forces."

He admired Xu Qing very much and did not want Xu Qing to fall.

Zhou Xuanji was lost in thought, the Eternal Divine Sword was erected beside him, and the Nine Souls chattered endlessly in his mind.

"Xu Qing was really strong back then, it's a pity."

"Speaking as if you were the same generation as him."

"It is said that Xu Qing angered a great power above the thirty-third level."

"No matter what~www.readwn.com~ the holy sword is in hand, with this kid's talent, how strong will he be with the holy sword?"

"Little brother, when will we resurrect us?"

Nine souls talked a lot, and Zhou Xuanji occasionally interjected.

He suddenly began to hesitate whether to revive Jiuhun.

If he was resurrected, it would be equivalent to nine more helpers, but knowing the person and the face but not the heart, he could not guarantee that the nine souls would still treat him like this after the resurrection.

Five days off.

Zhou Xuanji and Mo Jiuqing parted ways.

He suddenly remembered something.

The black orifice lion is still waiting for him.

Before heading to the Cloud Demon Daze, he asked the Black Aperture Linglong Lion to wait somewhere, so as not to hold him back.

He immediately flew in that direction.

...

One month after Zhou Xuanji took the holy sword, a piece of news broke out in China.

The Northern Serenity Sword Demon Xu Qing escaped from the Cloud Demon Daze, and many towns were razed to the ground by him.

Various legends about him also spread.

For a time, Zhong Shenzhou fell into panic again.

There is Mo Jiuqing in front, and Beiyou Sword Demon in the back.

The luck in Central China has been very bad recently!

Among the peaks, Bai Hao Yixin, who was cultivating, was suddenly kicked to the ground.

He jumped up and roared, "Are you **** sick?"

Bang!

Grandmaster Ao Shi slapped him to the ground, and the powerful force shook the ground to pieces.

Feng Kule, not far away, was drooling.

"Hmph, Zhou Xuanji has already obtained the holy sword, let's look at you again, what are you doing?"

The proud master held back his anger and shouted in a deep voice.

Bai Hao, who was lying on the ground, almost vomited blood when he heard the words.

Zhou Xuanji's greatness has nothing to do with this emperor?

He gritted his teeth and said, "Has I not cultivated?"

Grandmaster Ao Shi coldly snorted: "What about the results?"

Bai Hao was completely silent.

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