"Congratulations to the master of the sword, the Hanlang Sword has been upgraded from bronze to amethyst, and the Ghost Curse Sword has been upgraded from golden to amethyst!"

After hearing Jian Ling's words, Zhou Xuanji was stunned.

Why are all amethyst?

"The ancient cold soul array is mainly cold, and the ghost energy is relatively thin."

Jian Ling explained that Zhou Xuanji suddenly realized.

Two more Amethyst Divine Swords, not bad!

His mood became happy and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xian Xianghua's voice came, and he looked up. The old witch clearly turned her back to him. Could it be that her head had eyes on her back?

He replied, "I am happy when I think of you sending the world map to me."

"snort!"

Xian Xianghua snorted coldly and was silent again.

Zhou Xuanji curled his lips, "Has this old witch come to my aunt? Is the temper really weird?"

The demon cloud moves forward quickly.

On the way, Zhou Xuanji asked Qin Gang about the origin of Jue Di Cliff and various dangers.

The old man from Thief Cliff once said that there are many ancient magic circles and innate bans in Juedi Cliff, and you will easily die if you are not careful.

But along the way, he had not yet encountered any other formation except the ancient Cold Soul Formation.

Moreover, why did he feel that Juedi Cliff is not that dangerous?

Qin Gang patiently explained that the most dangerous thing about Juedi Cliff is not to come in, but to go out.

Once most people come in, they cannot find their way out. They will be confused by various magic circles and even block the senses, and even block the ancient souls.

Juedi Cliff has existed for more than 100,000 years, which is longer than all dynasties today.

Ten thousand years ago, all beings who could be called emperors were existences that transcend the Mahayana realm.

At that time, you could not proclaim yourself emperor without authorization, otherwise you would be punished by God.

Emperor Ba Jian was the last emperor to be certified by God, and he was one of the nine emperors of Jiandao!

It is said that more than ten emperors fell on Juedi Cliff, which inherently meant to be the emperor's death.

It took about half a stick of incense to move forward.

The demon cloud landed.

There was a mountain ahead of them, and Xian Xianghua said in a deep voice: "Concentrate your breath and don't talk."

After saying that, she walked to the top of the hillside and looked out.

Zhou Xuanji and Qin Gang came to her, cautiously.

In front of me is an endless wasteland, with two straight peaks standing, as if the heaven and earth are divided into two.

Between the two mountains, a hundred feet of black dragon entrenched, with ghost energy entangled all over the body, the dragon head was ferocious, and the dragon scales were as sharp as blades.

"The King of Ghosts in Ten Thousand Burials?"

Zhou Xuanji was confused and thought, it seemed that Xian Xianghua was still afraid of the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King, otherwise he would rush over directly.

Unexpectedly, the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King had found the place where the world map was.

"He has been attacked by the two demons of the Yellow Springs before and was seriously injured. We still have a chance."

"Let's wait for now to prevent the two demons of the Yellow Spring from lurking nearby."

Xian Xianghua sent a message to Zhou Xuanji, and he couldn't help but nod.

It seems that Xian Xianghua was just bragging before.

Faced with the seriously injured King of Ten Thousand Burial Ghosts, do you still need to wait for the opportunity?

They began to wait for the opportunity.

for a long time.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

A series of sounds of breaking through the air came from the west. Zhou Xuanji and the other two turned to look and saw four monks rushing towards each other quickly.

The four of them were wearing gorgeous golden clothes and accompanied by golden light behind them, as if a god had arrived, and they were very powerful.

They flew quickly to the front of the two mountains.

"The King of Ten Thousand Burial Ghosts? Sorry, this place is taken aback by our Hunyuan Dynasty, why don't you leave soon!"

One of them shouted loudly, with a burly figure, a big dragon crown, a majestic face, and a glaring eyes, with a strong sense of oppression.

"Hunyuan Dynasty..."

Zhou Xuanji was secretly surprised that he had heard of the Hunyuan Dynasty.

There are seven dynasties in the Northern Wilderness Territory, but he doesn't know much about the Hunyuan Dynasty.

It is said that the Hunyuan Dynasty is the strongest dynasty.

"The four great generals of the Hunyuan Dynasty, King Chen Tangxuan! They are all in the Mahayana realm cultivation, each with a million troops. Unexpectedly, the Emperor of Hunyuan sent them over. It seems that he is determined to win the world map."

"The Hunyuan Dynasty is the only existence that has the hope of becoming a Dayun Dynasty. Being a Dayun Dynasty is equivalent to an immortal country and will overtake the entire human world."

Xian Xianghua introduced him to her, her tone was a bit complicated.

Great luck!

Immortal Kingdom?

Zhou Xuanji was curious, but now is not the time to ask.

Because the King of Ten Thousand Burial Ghosts has already fought with the four great generals of King Chen Tangxuan.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Explosions sounded one after another, shaking the two peaks violently.

The ghost dragon roared repeatedly, and its body hit the Shuangshan Mountains, raising the rolling dust.

A black light soared into the sky and flew into the sky. The ghost energy dissipated and the figure of the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King appeared.

He was wearing a wide black robe with many skulls on it, his white hair was like dry grass, his skin was shriveled, like an old man who was about to die.

As his name is, the Ghost King!

"King Chen Tangxuan! You are too domineering! I am recuperating here, why should I drive me away?"

He asked in a cold voice, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Responding to him was the siege of the four great generals. As for the ghost dragon, it was already covered in blood, twisting on the ground, and its breath became weaker and weaker.

"Sect Master, let's retreat."

Qin Gang whispered, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

King Xuan of Chen Tang was the Chengtianzhu of the Hunyuan Dynasty and was extremely powerful.

They are no rivals at all.

What's more, the two demons of the Yellow Spring may come to kill at any time.

Xian Xianghua shook her head and stared at the front.

The King of Wanzang Ghost was beaten violently by King Chen Tangxuan. He fell to the ground, hit the mountain, and was knocked into the sky.

If this continues, he will be beaten to death by King Chen Tangxuan.

soon.

The Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King admitted his defeat and ran away in shame with the ghost dragon.

King Chen Tangxuan did not fight him to the death, and let him escape.

Zhou Xuanji felt very moved when he saw it.

When he first came in, he regarded the Ten Thousand Burial Ghost King as his biggest enemy.

As a result, a stronger existence emerged.

Can't afford to offend.

"I will restrain them, and you will go and find the world map."

Xian Xianghua spoke, and Qin Gang's eyes widened.

He suddenly became anxious and whispered: "Sect Master, you are injured!"

Xian Xianghua shook her head, glanced at Zhou Xuanji, and said, "I have done everything I can. Whether the world map can be obtained depends on you."

Zhou Xuanji was stunned.
To be continued...