"Who are you? Dare to attack me?"

The evil king hung on the wall asked in a cold voice, even if he surrendered, he was not furious.

Zhou Xuanji stepped out and a handful of magical swords appeared around him. He stared at the Evil King and said, "You can call me the Evil Lord, or you can ask me to step on the sky and kill you, the evil demon, and give birth to a bright world!"

Xian Xianghua rolled her eyes.

This kid is really cruel!

"Evil Lord? Stepping into the sky and sinking? Very good, Huaer, I will kill you first and tell this heaven and earth that I am back!"

The evil king said coldly, and his right shoulder trembled, and the Zangtian Mie Gang Sword was forced out of his chest and flew back to Zhou Xuanji's hand.

He ignored the wound in his chest and flew slowly towards Zhou Xuanji.

"Little baby, do you know who this king is?"

"Did you ever see my mighty power when I was invincible in the world?"

The evil king rushed towards Zhou Xuanji with a laugh, very fast.

Zhou Xuanji held the Zangtian Migratory Sword in his hand, and his aura soared. He used the Eight Sword Steps to avoid the attack of the Evil King.

A bang!

The evil king fell to the ground, causing the ground to collapse and the gravel flew.

Zhou Xuanji appeared behind him and directly used the Domineering God Sword. The sword energy hit the evil king and instantly drowned him.

The bronze giant door trembled violently for it.

The three demon heads looked at each other and were extremely nervous.

The Demon Lord Lu Tao gritted his teeth and asked, "The Evil King is indeed crazy. Are we really not going in?"

The bronze giant gate contains prohibitions that can isolate divine thoughts. They cannot see the situation inside clearly and can only feel the vibration.

"What are you doing when you go in? Have you forgotten what the sect leader said? This sect is to prevent the evil king from harming the disciples in the sect. If we open it and go in again, wouldn't it cause a big disaster?"

Zong Guming frowned and said, and the Blood-winged Demon Head nodded.

Xian Xianghua is so strong that she can't even deal with it, so they naturally have no choice.

So, they could only wait patiently.

At the same time, Zhou Xuanji and the Evil King were in full swing.

The evil king had just been resurrected, and his strength naturally did not reach the strongest. Even so, Zhou Xuanji, who held the Burial Heaven Misfortune Sword, still failed to gain the upper hand.

The two of them moved back and forth in the ancestral hall.

The rocks kept collapsing, and the evil king's crazy laughter never stopped.

Zhou Xuanji cursed secretly, why didn’t Xian Xianghua take action?

"Hua'er, this kid is pretty good. How did you bring him here?"

The evil king asked with a smile while fighting.

The tone was a bit stern.

Xian Xianghua pretended to be frightened and said, "I don't know that he is so powerful. He doesn't show his strength normally. He didn't expect it to come from Haotian Sect!"

Haotian Sect!

The evil king's momentum suddenly increased, which scared Zhou Xuanji to his heart.

"So it's those reptiles! No wonder I want to kill me!"

The evil king said in a cold voice, his speed suddenly accelerated, and his right knee hit Zhou Xuanji's abdomen.

If Zhou Xuanji hadn't had his body strong, he might have fainted directly.

He immediately turned into a silver sword, speeding quickly, and mixed into his many divine swords.

All the magic swords besiege the Evil King together.

Ten thousand sword dragon skills!

Countless dragon-shaped sword energy besieged the Evil King, and the Evil King calmly took it down one by one.

The Evil King slapped out his palms and shook all the surrounding magic swords away.

He laughed and said, "Boy, your magical power is very..."

Bang!

A simple hand fell on his back, causing his movements to stop instantly.

It’s the fairy who wants to have flowers!

The evil king subconsciously turned around and saw Xian Xianghua's cold eyes.

"Huaer, you..."

He asked, his tone full of surprise and disbelief.

He could feel his spiritual power being absorbed by the immortal flower, and even his soul was trembling.

It was his peerless martial arts that he personally taught Yu Xian Xianghua!

Xian Xianghua was wearing a veil, her eyes were without any emotion, as if she was staring at the evil king like a dead person.

"Father, since your death, I have led the rise of the Epiphytic Sect and even let the Epiphytic Sect dominate the Northern Wilderness. I am better than you, I am the number one in the world, but you have been suppressed by the Sword Emperor for a lifetime!"

"He became one of the Nine Emperors of Jiandao, and he will be eternal and never know you, and not many people."

Xian Xianghua said one by one, and the murderous intent gradually became solid in her eyes.

The evil king gritted his teeth and said, "I am your father! Do you want to kill your biological father with your hands?"

In his eyes, children cannot talk back to him.

All children who dare to go against his will are dead!

"You killed my mother and forced our brothers and sisters to kill each other. During those years, I was forced to kill a flesh and blood brother and sister every month. If that's the case, why can't I kill you?"

Xian Xianghua Hansheng said, and his right hand suddenly penetrated the back of the evil king.

"I not only want you to die, but I also want you to die in great pain!"

"You were seriously injured by the Sword Emperor and felt powerless to return to heaven, so you lost your vitality and saved your soul. You wanted to reincarnate, but unfortunately I stopped you."

"I have learned all your abilities through your soul memory. Father, you should be satisfied now. After you die, your inheritance will not be broken, but it has nothing to do with you from now on!"

The immortal thought flower said one word like a sharp blade, stabbing into the heart of the evil king.

Zhou Xuanji fell in the distance and sighed in his heart: "It's so cruel!"

But he was more sympathetic.

The immortal thought that flowers can become today's cruelty must have experienced pain that ordinary people cannot imagine.

If he were a fairy and a flower, could he persevere?

He didn't know.

But he had to admire and feel sorry for this woman.

Even though she experienced countless hardships and lived for tens of thousands of years, she could still be moved by him.

Such affection suddenly made him feel very heavy.

The Evil King was silent and didn't speak.

The ancestral palace has returned to silence.

The aura of Xian Xianghua became more and more terrifying, but in contrast, the evil king began to depress.

for a long time.

The evil king's feet softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Hua'er, my father is sorry for you."

He murmured softly, as if he was muttering in his dreams.

Xian Xianghua narrowed her eyes, but she didn't stop.

She is no longer the weak girl she used to be, and her scheming is no less than the evil king.

Another stick of incense has passed.

Xian Xianghua pulled out her hand, and the evil king's body fell to the ground and had no chance of life.

She sat cross-legged and began to practice.

Zhou Xuanji noticed that there was a vicious aura visible to the naked eye between her eyebrows.

He asked softly, "How are you?"

He doesn't want the immortal to be taken over by the evil king.

Xian Xianghua didn't answer him, which made him frown.
To be continued...