Please enter the main text. Under the old tree, the little black snake was tangled with a stone and shivering.

Zhou Xuanji is refining his body in the big cauldron, and the others are also practicing their own practices.

The Chongming Demon Emperor and the two Heavenly Dragon Eagles competed with each other to hone their bodies.

The old man from Thief Cliff sat cross-legged on the hillside, looking to the east, frowned, and murmured, "How could he have an ominous premonition?"

At this moment, he suddenly saw two figures coming from the wind and sand, which was so shocked that he quickly stood up.

"Someone is here!"

He shouted in a deep voice, which attracted everyone's eyes.

The Chongming Demon Emperor sniffed it with his nose, his expression instantly terrified, and he shouted: "Why is that old witch coming?"

The visitor is Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang!

"Tsk tsk, I really have a lot of fate. You can meet you wherever you go, little phoenix."

The sound of Xian Xianghua floated, causing Zhou Xuanji's brows to frown immediately.

Old witch!

He immediately flew out of the cauldron, and the others took out magic weapons and were ready to face the battle.

Soon, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang came over.

As soon as they saw Qin Gang, the 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, he finally had a whitewash, but he didn't want to be disturbed in the muddy waters of the Epiphytic Sect again.

Xian Xianghua came over, glanced at Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin, and smiled at Zhou Xuanji: "There are countless treasures hidden in Juedi Cliffs. Of course, I came to heal my wounds. If I want to revive the Epiphyllum Sect, I must restore my peak strength."

After saying that, she looked at the old man from the thief cliff, and her eyes instantly became cold.

The old man from Thiefy smiled awkwardly and spread his hands and said, "It's not my business to target you. Who told you to bully him like that back then!"

Bully?

Everyone was stunned, and the posture of a powerful man as the monk Yun Danfengqing appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, the monk Xuanhe was once bullied by the immortals.

"You were just starting out, if I hadn't taught you how to be a human being, you might have died in the wilderness."

Xian Xianghua replied calmly, and Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes.

How many people did this old witch bully before?

Why do you feel that today's powerful people hate her to the core?

Qin Gang looked at Zhou Xuanji with a complicated expression and said, "I am really convinced. If you join the Epiphyllum Sect, you will protect you and scold us. What's the matter?"

During this period, as long as there are people, they are scolding the Epiphytic Sect and praising Zhou Jianshen, which makes him speechless.

After all, they sincerely helped Zhou Xuanji.

"There is no way, you are upright and untainted. Everyone in the world believes in me."

Zhou Xuanji replied, his tone was casual, which made Qin Gang even more hurt.

Immediately, he looked at Xian Xianghua and said, "You guys go in and wish you heal your injuries as soon as possible."

Xian Xianghua's eyes were full of smiles, and they both said, "I don't feel anxious. Let's take a rest here for a while. After all, it's very dangerous inside."

She turned around and walked towards a hillside next to her, while Qin Gang headed to another direction to help her find herbs.

"She is the first person in the devil's way?"

Bei Xiaowang Jian asked curiously, and Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Bei Xiaowang Jian, and Huang Lianxin next to him were also very curious.

Such a woman looks so gorgeous and it is difficult to associate her with the cruel and incorruptible leader of the Pentate Sect.

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

The old man from Thieves comforted everyone that he would not dare to take action even when facing the seriously injured Xian Xianghua.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at Xian Xianghua and turned around and walked towards the big tripod.

When passing by Jiang Xue, he whispered: "Don't worry, I'm there."

Jiang Xue nodded and watched him enter the cauldron.

For a period of time, Xian Xianghua and Qin Gang did not disturb them, and the two groups of people practiced their own practice.

Day by day.

Two months later.

"Singing—"

A dragon roared from the depths of Juedi Cliff, which was deafening and alarmed the mountains.

Zhou Xuanji, Xian Xianghua and others opened their eyes and looked at it.

The old man from Thief Cliff frowned and murmured: "This voice...the eighth-level monster!"

The eighth-level monster is equivalent to the God Refining Realm!

The little black snake shivered and shouted, "Can it be the elders of my clan come?"

Its peak cultivation is only level 5, which is very different from that dragon.

The Chongming Demon Emperor glared at it and cursed: "You are just a slutty snake, and you really treat yourself as a dragon?"

The little black snake is angry, it's too much to deceive the snake!

The two demons began to whine.

Xian Xianghua showed a solemn look between her eyebrows and said softly: "Why is he here?"

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

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

"The King of Ten Thousand Burial Ghosts, he always has an eighth-level ghost dragon around him."

Xian Xianghua replied, as soon as this statement came out, the old man Tuoya and Qin Gang were both moved.

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

The old man from Thief Cliff shouted in horror, with fear in his words.

Beixiao King Jian asked: "Who is he? How many places are ranked among the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness?"

If the old man from Thieves are so panicked, the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King must be one of the top 100 Northern Wilderness.

"He ranks fifty-eighth, and his cultivation level in the Mahayana realm."

The old man from Thieves said with a serious expression, and everyone took a breath.

Mahayana realm!

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

The Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King is a real Mahayana realm cultivation, just like Emperor Zhou Yan.

"Is it because..."

Huang Lian's heart changed and she murmured in a low voice. She didn't finish her words, but the others already understood.

Picture of the world!

The old man from Thieves looked at Zhou Xuanji and whispered: "Give up."

How can they fight against the King of Wan Burial Ghosts?

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

"You know what he is looking for?"

Xian Xianghua's voice came, staring at Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "He is here to find the emperor's inheritance."

He would not tell the whereabouts of the world map.

If the immortal wants to get the world map, what if he wants to do it?

This old witch was the best in the world at that time, slaughtering the people and getting the world map. What kind of thing she would do would be harmful to the world.

"Let's go over and take a look!"

Xian Xianghua got up and flew towards the direction where the dragon roared before, and Qin Gang followed closely behind.

After they disappeared deep in Juedi Cliff, Beixiao King Jian asked, "That's it?"

That's the picture of the world!

If you get it, you can win the world!
To be continued...