I Have Countless Swords

Facing countless gazes, Li Xuanhuang remained calm.

He looked at Zhou Xuanji, smiled and said, "The emperor's divine veins dare to say, of course there are, but this news can only be told to Heavenly King Yuanting, I hope everyone understands."

He didn't say the reason, and whoever can become the master of the pulse is not a human being, one point is all right.

Zhou Xuanji squinted his eyes, it seemed that Zunhuang's divine veins did not know the whereabouts of Zunzun at all.

This is to catch a duck on the shelves!

Once he becomes the Heavenly King of Yuanting, even if he informs the other party that there is no whereabouts of the Supreme Being at all, would he dare to step down as the Heavenly King of Yuanting?

At that time, no matter whether it is unloaded or not, it will be a dead end.

Zhou Xuanji knew the news of the Supreme, but he could not be sure who the Supreme was reincarnated as.

Then he stopped speaking and waited for the Pulse Master to stand up.

Time passed by minute by minute.

For half a stick of incense, no one got up.

If it was a peaceful time, there would definitely be a lot of vein masters vying for the throne of the Heavenly King of Yuanting, but now, the Heavenly King of Yuanting means to charge into battle and face the Sword Emperor, who would dare?

"Since that's the case, let me do the job. I have experienced many disasters in the Kunlun Yuan Court."

Nan Mutian opened his mouth and said, and after speaking, he slowly got up, and a majestic momentum erupted, covering the Huimai Tower.

At this moment, he showed his terrifying aura to the fullest.

If he wants to be the Heavenly King of Yuan Ting, he must make all pulse owners feel his power, and make them believe in him.

Seeing him get up, Li Xuanhuang frowned.

Obviously, Li Xuanhuang did not know that Nan Mu Tianyi wanted to fight for the Heavenly King of Yuan Ting.

Zhou Xuanji watched it interestingly, so he couldn't help leaning, propped his chin with his right hand, and watched the play quietly.

As soon as Nan Mutian got up, two Supreme Vein Masters stood up immediately.

Li Xuanhuang's originally cold complexion instantly recovered as before, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"I would also like to be the Heavenly King of Yuan Ting and lead Kunlun Yuan Ting to compete with the Sword Emperor!"

A familiar voice came from behind, it was the Demon Emperor Venerable.

Zhou Epiphyllum and Zhou Xiaoxuan looked back subconsciously, and then turned their heads quickly. After all, they used to belong to the gods of the evil spirit, and it would always be a little embarrassing to look at the Demon Emperor Venerable.

Among the super **** veins, apart from Demon Emperor Venerable, no other super vein master dared to stand up.

All the creatures began to discuss the Demon Emperor Venerable.

"It's really unbelievable."

"The Demon Emperor is so crazy, he can't even make his own position."

"The arrogance cultivated by others is on an equal footing with the supreme vein masters, and he naturally expands."

"Tsk tsk, it's funny to say, being surpassed by the younger generation."

"The Demon Emperor is too self-sufficient!"

"Wait to see his jokes later!"

Most of the creatures have a mocking or joking attitude.

In their opinion, it is impossible for the Demon Emperor Zun to become the Heavenly King of Yuan Court.

Nan Mutian glanced at the Demon Emperor Zun with cold eyes.

He really hated the Demon Emperor Venerable, he felt that the Demon Emperor Venerable was like a reptile, no matter how much he stepped on it, he couldn't die.

If it wasn't for Zhou Xuanji's sake, he would have killed the Demon Emperor Zun long ago and pacified the evil spirits.

Now this guy still wants to compete with him for the Heavenly King of Yuan Court?

Why?

Zhou Xuanji noticed Nanmu Tianyi's eyes, did not speak, and remained silent.

About another stick of incense has passed.

In the end, Li Xuanhuang stood up and said, "I am the Lord of the Emperor's Divine Veins, I think my strength is not weaker than everyone here, and I also want to be the Heavenly King of Yuanting. Of course, as for who can become the Heavenly King of Yuan Court, I said it doesn't count, and neither do other campaigners."

His voice silenced the Huimai Tower, although he said it casually, it put pressure on all living beings.

He is bound to win!

Nan Mutian smiled and said, "Master Li Mai, who do you say has the final say?"

The other supreme pulse masters also showed a smile that was not a smile.

"Nature is determined by the supreme will!"

Li Xuanhuang said with a smile, he raised his right palm, palm facing the sky.

In an instant, rolling thunderclouds gathered out of thin air, making all living beings feel depressed.

Zhou Xuanji looked up, and there was doubt in his eyes.

Is it the Supreme?

He was not vigilant. If the Supreme really appeared, it is estimated that the Sword Emperor would also come.

Although the gods have been kept secret, the Sword Emperor is the supreme, how could he not know?

Zhou Xuanji felt that the Sword Emperor was spying from a distance, waiting for the Supreme Being to appear.

The Supreme Being after reincarnation should not be able to regain his strength in a short period of time.

In other words, as long as the Supreme Dare appears now, he will surely die.

The thundercloud opened, and a divine figure was revealed. It was majestic and sturdy, like a ray of light, and its lineup could not be clearly seen.

Zhou Xuanji squinted his eyes, he thought of the great formation of worthy men.

How many behind-the-scenes did Zhizun leave behind?

Could it be that the Supreme is planning something?

wow—

All the creatures were shocked, and the Supreme still has a will?

Nanmu Tianyi, Demon Emperor Zun, Ancestor Hongchen and the others all changed their expressions greatly.

None of them thought about it.

If there is the supreme will to help Li Xuanhuang, how can they fight against Li Xuanhuang?

"Supreme, tell all beings, who should be the Heavenly King of Yuan Court?"

Li Xuanhuang shouted loudly, his voice resounded through the divine veins of the Emperor!

The comedian is here!

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows, if he guessed correctly, Supreme Will would say it was Li Xuanhuang.

Not only him, but other creatures think the same way.

Li Xuanhuang dared to do this, how could he not be sure?

If the Supreme Will did not choose him, why should he stand up and lose face?

Shenying raised his right hand, his index finger was pointing down, and a beam of light shot down his index finger and fell quickly.

Li Xuanhuang smiled and was about to open his arms.

Boom!

The light beam suddenly accelerated and landed on Zhou Yunhua next to Zhou Xuanji.

quiet!

Li Xuanhuang's smile froze~www.readwn.com~ All the creatures were stunned, and Nanmu Tianyi's eyes widened.

what happened?

Zhou Xuanji's son was chosen by the Supreme to be the Heavenly King of Yuan Court?

Even Zhou Xuanji was stunned.

Zhou Xiaoxuan said excitedly: "ephemera, it's amazing! It's going to soar into the sky!"

She was so excited that she forgot herself, completely ignoring the ugly faces of the surrounding vein masters.

In the strong light, Zhou Epiphyllum was extremely nervous. He wanted to rush out, but he couldn't move his steps, so he could only wave his hands.

He subconsciously looked at Zhou Xuanji and called out in fear, "Father..."

Zhou Xuanji took out the Little Supreme Sword, pretending to fight, but in fact he wanted to communicate with Little Supreme.

"Don't panic, with me here, you won't be in danger."

Zhou Xuanji reassured and let Zhou Epiphyllum quickly calm down.

Little Supreme's voice sounded in Zhou Xuanji's mind: "Huh? Is this the inheritance of the Supreme?"

Supreme Inheritance?

Zhou Xuanji frowned, and hurriedly asked if he would pay the price after accepting the inheritance.

"It shouldn't be. Your son's talent is terrifying, but at this juncture, what does the Supreme want? Even if it is to seize the house, it will take time to grow. Presumably this Supreme Will is reserved for the selection of inheritors. Your son's breath and aptitude are just right. Match with the Supreme Will."

Little Supreme pondered, with a solemn tone.

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