Originally, it was just a way to control an imperial realm magic weapon, but by chance, Zhang Yifeng was involved in the battle between two powerful divine realm masters.

The Zhenwu Emperor, just by listening to his name, was not like an ordinary divine realm. He was probably the most top-notch even in a mountain and sea.

The struggle between such powerful people, let alone being able to compete with the imperial realm now, even if you really attain the imperial realm, what can you do?

"Fortunately, it's not the first mountain and sea here, but the ninth mountain and sea here."

Zhang Yifeng murmured, so even if the Fire God in the Kingdom of Swallowing Fire God wants to trouble Zhang Yifeng, it will be useless.

"In the Chaos Realm, the people of the Fire-Swallowing God Kingdom were destroyed just over four hundred years ago. Even if this guy has a clan, he may not be able to swallow the Fire-Swallowing God Kingdom, so there is no need to worry."

As if he could see Zhang Yifeng's worries, Xuan Qingxuan spoke softly, suppressing the grief and anger in her heart.

Compared with the entire Beiwu Ao clan, what can the lives of several powerful people in the holy realm? Not to mention her younger brother, even if she is dead herself, as long as it will not affect the clan or the Zhenwu Emperor in a mountain and sea, that is enough.

"It's okay. Even if it becomes a climate, what can I do? I don't take them to my heart."

Zhang Yifeng smiled clearly and did not take it seriously.

This Fen Marquis is already a great perfection in the holy realm. Even if a group of tribesmen gathered in the Kingdom of Swallowing Fire God, the Fen Marquis should be the strongest among them. Otherwise, the Kingdom of Swallowing Fire God would have re-established the imperial clan, so how could he hide like this?

The strongest monks died in Zhang Yifeng's hands, and the rest would not pose any threat to Zhang Yifeng.

"Back to Guixu, I want to ask the ancestor for instructions, guide a mountain and sea, and tell the story of this to Emperor Zhenwu."

A trace of worry flashed across Xuan Qingxuan's face, and Zhang Yifeng was slightly surprised: "Isn't this a good thing? Why do you feel sad instead?"

"If you lead a mountain and a sea, you may know where our Northern Wu Ao tribe is located, there will probably be more than one Fire-Swallowing God Kingdom."

Zhang Yifeng said: "So, can they still send someone to come?"

Xuan Qingxuan replied: "Now the eighth mountain and sea are still collapsing, and the torrent of chaos has not yet retreated. It is difficult for the other monks from the nine realms of the mountain and sea to enter this place, but this chaos world is too weak. The weak world like us is still qualified to enter this place before entering the nine realms of the mountain and sea.”

After the words finished, Zhang Yifeng immediately understood what was going on.

The so-called heavenly beings are not just in the nine realms of mountains and seas, but are spread throughout the world. The battle between gods is not just the battle that Zhang Yifeng understands that takes place in the first mountain and sea, but extends into the entire infinite small world related to the nine realms of mountains and seas.

If the Beiwu Ao tribe wants to connect the first mountain and sea to inform the Zhenwu Emperor of this news, other gods will be able to peek into the place of the Beiwu Ao tribe. If you step into this place through the torrent of chaos from other small worlds, even if it is just a small imperial realm, it will not be able to resist the Beiwu Ao tribe today.

"It seems that even if you become the Nine Realms of Mountains and Seas, you will not be stable."

"How can I say peace? If I ask these little world lords, I'm afraid none of them will be willing to integrate the body of others into a will of others, but they are still just a sloppy ninth mountain and sea."

As the two of them spoke, the three-folding fan had already crossed the boundless sea area and came to the location of Guixu Sea area.

When he went there, Zhang Yifeng held Xuan Qingxuan's life bead in his hand, and was moving forward while searching. The speed was naturally much slower, but he didn't have to think about it so much when he came back. Even though the boundless sea area was vast, the speed of the three-folding fan was not boastful.

Sneaking into the deep sea of ​​Guixu, Xuan Ziding felt the aura of the two of them and came to greet him immediately. However, when he saw the figure of Xuan Qingxuan, coupled with the painful expression on Xuan Qingxuan's face and the terrifying burns all over his body, Xuan Ziding immediately understood what was going on and roared in pain.

That sad mood once again infected Xuan Qingxuan. This woman who seemed ruthless and desireless, blocked everything before the entire Beiwu Ao clan. At this moment, she could no longer hold on and tears flowed.

"Who did it!"

"The Kingdom of Vulcan Swallowing God."

"One day in the future, I will step onto the first mountain and sea, take off the head of the Fire God, avenge Uncle Qingteng and Aunt Qingting!"

After a while, Xuan Ziding forced himself to calm down, and a decisive look appeared in his eyes.

On the side, Zhang Yifeng looked at Xuan Ziding's appearance and couldn't help but nod. This son's heart was originally unruly, but now this disaster made Xuan Ziding look at his original heart and know how to go. He led to the first mountain and sea. The road was too far. No one knew whether Xuan Ziding could do it, but there was nothing difficult in the world, and he was afraid that someone would have the heart.

Who can know that Xuanzi must not be able to do it?

Zhang Yifeng comforted the two of them, and Xuan Qingxuan took the lead in tidying up her appearance. In front of foreign tribes, she could not lose the demeanor of the clan leader, even though Zhang Yifeng had seen her most delicate appearance.

After a long time, Xuanzi leaned over and bowed to Zhang Yifeng and bowed his head. Xuanzi Ding, who was once extremely arrogant and arrogant, was now introverted, as if he was returning to the sheath of a sword: "Thank you for your great kindness. If it weren't for your help, I would probably be Aunt Qingxuan..."

"It's okay, it's all a trivial matter. Your Beiwu Ao tribe helped me more than once, but I can't stand by death and refuse to save me."

After suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, Xuanzi Ding Junro's young man showed surprise on his face: "More than once?"

At this time, Xuan Qingxuan coughed lightly: "Go and ask Emperor Xuan, I want to ask God for advice."

After the words came to his mind, Xuanzi would not be confused and asked Emperor Xuan to ask for such a thing. In the past, only the saintly powerful people of the Northern Wu Ao clan could do it. Now that Xuan Qingxuan asked him to do it, he already regarded him as the mainstay of the Northern Wu Ao clan.

Xuan Ziding wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, flashed, and headed towards Guixu Youyuan. In front of him, Xuan Qingxuan looked at Zhang Yifeng: "Are you really afraid that your secret will be made public?"

There was a little helplessness in his tone, as if he was complaining about Zhang Yifeng almost letting go of his words.

"What's wrong with this? I'm not all demons and gods, so what can I do if I'm a demon?"

"What you said is not without reason."

Once upon a time, Zhang Yifeng had just established himself in this world, but he had no foundation, and his cultivation had just entered the Immortal Lord. Now he is the Great Perfection of the Immortal Lord, and he is even more supportive of the Demon-Slaying Sect. Even if he tells the world that he is a demon, what can he do?

What's more, this demon body is just caused by martial arts, not that Zhang Yifeng is a spy of the demon clan.

After a while, a feeling of incomparable compassion appeared in the secret abyss of Guixu, covering tens of thousands of miles of sea water.
Chapter completed!