Martial Supreme Emperor

Then Tianfeng, wudaochang.

All the disciples left, only the patriarch gongsunyuan and elder jietianfeng.

Even his own disciples could not be present.

And at this time, the little cute sits in it.

"Tears in the morning, keep your heart and mind, and leave the rest to the teacher and you."

Gongsun Yuan made a sound and Xiaoai nodded.

Thank you very much

All of a sudden, ten people surrounded Xiaoai. Each of them was a strong person in the realm of Tao. Gongsun yuan was a strong person in the realm of Tao. Even the elders had the realm of Tao.

Ten people join hands to suppress the evil spirit for Xiaoai.

They don't know about Xiaoai. Xiaoai doesn't say that the emperor demon is the public enemy in the world. He just joined daozong, but he can't completely believe everyone, so he doesn't tell his master Gongsun yuan.

Ten hands, the terrible fairy power turned.

Directly disperse the evil spirit from the little lovely body.

The void roars and roars!

Little lovely body felt great pressure, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. He couldn't breathe.

Soon, the immortal power of gongsunyuan's ten people penetrated into Xiaoai's body.

It can strengthen the power of the chain.

Moreover, they did not stop, the seal continued to strengthen.

In his body, evil thoughts felt this feeling. In a riot, a little lovely figure appeared in front of him. His eyes flashed brilliantly. Looking at his evil thoughts in front of him, his mouth lit up a smile.

"I don't know if you can break the seal of the top and strong in my holy land?"

In a word, let evil thoughts roar.

"How could that be?"

The little lovely eyes were sharp and staring at her own evil thoughts.

"I will not let you have the chance of liberation in my life. As long as I step into the next big realm, I will find the strong one to reinforce the seal for me. I will trap you in my body and live forever!"

"Morning tears, you can't do this to me..."

with the roar of evil thoughts, little cute doesn't care. He goes out of his heart.

His eyes slowly opened.

Looking at his master and nine elders still suppressing evil thoughts for himself, I can't help feeling slightly moved. But it doesn't mean that he will tell all about his affairs, because he can't predict the consequences of this matter.

Not even the master!

Three hours later, the fairy light on the little lovely God dissipated.

Gongsun yuan and other ten people stood up and took a deep breath, with a smile on their faces.

Cute is also a lot easier.

Bow to the master Gongsun yuan and the nine elders present.

"Morning tears, thank you and your elders."

The nine elders nodded. Gongsun yuan looked at Xiaoai with a dignified look.

"Morning tears, the evil spirit of terror in your body has been sealed by us. It can be suppressed to the realm of wuchongtian. But I don't understand why there is such a strong evil spirit in your body. It's extremely evil. It will endanger your life. What's the matter?"

Gongsun yuan's inquiry, little lovely silence, face sorry.

"Master, there are some things I can't tell you. Please forgive me."

Gongsun yuan frowned.

But I didn't mean to force cute.

"Morning tears, you need to know that you are gifted with demons. In the future, you will step into the realm of Tao, and I will not only make achievements. When you reach the five heavens of the realm of Tao, your seal will be loose, and your evil spirit will become stronger as you become stronger. At that time, your life may be destroyed because of this, and you can do it yourself."

Little cute nodded.

"I understand. Thank you for your concern."

Gongsun yuan leaves with the elders. Xiaoai stands alone in the martial arts hall, with a more and more brilliant smile on her face.

"At last, it was suppressed again."

Just before, he was almost desperate and compromised.

But in a flash, I saw hope.

Little lovely hanging heart, finally put down.

At this time, he felt so relaxed. Now the evil thoughts have been suppressed to the level of the five heavens of the Tao, which is at least another hundred years.

That's enough time to cushion him.

"I don't know what lei'er and Qian Yu are doing now, but Xiao Chen must be practicing, that pervert, cultivation maniac!"

Little cute whispered with a smile.

Imperial sword peak, the realm of sword.

Xiao Chen realized his practice and suddenly sneezed.

Xiao Chen is a little confused.

"Who is muttering behind my back?"

Xiao Chen smiles a little, it is estimated that tears and thousand feather miss him.

After a few days of feeling, Xiao Chen is down to his heart, and let his consciousness into the realm of the sword, feeling everything here, the meaning of the sword, the power of the sword, the Dao of the sword, the Qi of the sword and so on.Xiao Chen's consciousness has been greatly improved.

But I still can't understand a little bit of Kendo will here.

Xiao Chen is not in a hurry.

There is plenty of time. Ten years is enough for him.

Practice is to cultivate the mind.

Now Xiao Chen is the process of cultivating his mind.

If you want to understand Kendo in the realm of sword, you need to gather the heart of the sword here.

If the heart of the sword becomes strong, the Qi of the sword will become strong. If the Qi of the sword becomes strong, the will and power of the sword will become strong!

If so, he has passed the experience of sword realm.

One orifice, one hundred orifices.

Xiao Chen's eyes are closed. From today on, he will mend the heart of the sword.

The years are passing.

A year goes by in the blink of an eye.

Yunhou has come out of the place of trial. It's said that he was carried back by zongfeng in his dying days. However, he has gained a lot. After his body recovers, he directly breaks through the realm and strides into the highest realm of the Tao.

Xiao Chen is also trying to practice.

In the realm of sword, Kendo condenses. Around Xiao Chen, there are 15 Kendo storms. Xiao Chen's eyes flash. The storms sweep the world, but they are finally suppressed by the will of the realm of sword.

"That's all I can do in a year?"

Xiao Chen did not answer.

In one year and three months, Xiao Chen gathered 30 storms of sword spirit, sweeping the sword field.

It was suppressed.

"But you can't tell me."

Xiao Chen still did not speak.

In a year and a half, fifty storms of sword spirit are surging in the realm of sword.

Still suppressed.

"Still weak!"

In two years, Xiao Chen's eyes were bright. The sword storm could gather to 70 channels, which was earth shaking and powerful. It could destroy everything. The realm of sword was in turmoil. Xiao Chen's body was tall and straight, but his face was covered with light green stubble, and his clothes were a little messy.

His breath is very strong.

He wanted to fight with the will of sword, but he was suppressed less than half an hour later.

"Two years of practice is really disappointing. I knew that if you had such strength, I would have killed you at the beginning."

Xiao Chen said, "if you don't have to cut me eight years later, I'll be able to cut myself."