The inheritance of magical powers takes longer than inheriting sword techniques.

The huge memory poured into Zhou Xuanji's mind, as if he was about to burst his head.

A strong wind swayed around him, and the others nearby noticed his abnormality and turned to look.

"What is Master doing? Breakthrough?"

Xiao Jinghong asked curiously, Zhou Xuanji's cultivation was far beyond his ability, making him unable to see through it.

The old man from Thiefy said in surprise: "No, he is not breaking through, he seems to be enlightened."

An epiphany?

Others surrounded him. Zhou Xuanji's talent was already evil enough. You can have an epiphany just by sitting there?

Is this too a blow to people?

"Mystery is twenty-four today."

Jiang Xue said coldly, making everyone's eyes lit up.

Every time Zhou Xuanji's birthday, he will obtain new swords and sword techniques.

Although they don’t understand why, they understand that Zhou Xuanji may become stronger again.

They began to look forward to it.

"Old man, how long will it take to fall in the sky?"

The little black snake shouted on the tree, his tone of rudeness.

The old man from Thief Cliff replied: "I guess you will arrive in half a month. When the sky falls, don't be scared."

When he lifted the sky, he showed a look of reverence on his face.

After all, it is one of the highest mountains in the Northern Wilderness Region.

The closest place to the sky!

The little black snake looked at it disdainfully, but did not continue to ask.

Half an hour later.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly opened his eyes and a light burst out from his eyes.

His temperament suddenly changed.

Everyone's eyes were cast, and Jiang Xue took the lead in laughing: "Xuanji, happy 24 years old."

This is what Zhou Xuanji taught her, and I wish her happiness every year on her birthday.

"So, you are, happy at the age of twenty-eight."

Zhou Xuanji stood up and smiled, but what he got was her roll of eyes.

Women are always eighteen years old!

After saying these words, Zhou Xuanji was inexplicably confused.

This girl is twenty-eight years old.

On earth, she is already a leftover woman, but in the Northern Wilderness, she is still a girl and very young.

Of course, this girl's personality is not yet mature.

"Master, let's show it out quickly."

Zhao Congjian said excitedly that it must be a new sword technique.

In his eyes, Zhou Xuanji was already a treasure house, and all kinds of sword techniques made him want to learn.

However, without the Supreme Divine Sword System, even if he has excellent talent, he still has to practice slowly.

Zhou Xuanji smiled mysteriously and said, "Let's talk about it later, let's go on the road."

The sword master's domineering aura can make his control over all the magic swords leap.

Although his cultivation has not been enhanced, his soul power has been greatly improved. In addition to his supernatural powers, his overall strength is incomparable.

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, it was natural that everyone could not force it, so he continued to rush to the sky.

There are more and more mountains along the way, and there are many monsters encountered, and their strength is gradually increasing, which makes you feel like you are entering the demon clan.

...

The mountains and forests are undulating, and there is a giant mountain that towers into the clouds to connect the sky and the earth.

The sky falls!

In front of this mountain, all the peaks between heaven and earth appear short, like saplings surrounding the giant trees in the sky.

The sky covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles. Although it is getting narrower and narrower upwards, it does not feel like a cone. From a distance, it is like a pillar of heaven, with its top sank into the sea of ​​clouds, making it impossible for sentient beings to distinguish how high the sky falls with their naked eyes.

Boom-

The earth suddenly trembled, and countless monsters rushing from the mountains and forests, like thousands of troops, with great momentum.

In front of them, a monk flew with his sword and ran through the woods at an extremely fast speed, like a group of sharp arrows.

The leader was a one-eyed man with thin body and dark skin. He gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone insisted, while the eighth-level monster had not yet appeared, we must escape!"

The white robe on his body was covered in blood, and it was obvious that he had experienced a fierce battle before.

"yes!"

Hundreds of monks shouted in unison, their eyes red, both fearful and angry.

They were disciples of the Bajian Sect. This time they came here and were ordered to go to Cangqiu. As a result, they encountered an accident. Thousands of disciples died and wounded, leaving only more than 300 people.

"Hahaha! Where else do you guys want to run?"

An arrogant laughter came, and a domineering figure jumped from the hillside where the sky fell. He was wearing a robe made of tiger skin, with brown hair dancing in the wind, a majestic face, two sharp fangs in his mouth, and six thick tails behind him.

He quickly landed on a mountain in front of the monks, shaking the mountain collapsed, gravel flew, and strong winds carried dust to sweep all directions.

The one-eyed man stopped quickly, and the sword under his feet fell into his hands to resist the wind and waves.

The surrounding woods were blown up to the ground, just like the end of the world was coming.

The disciples of the Ba Jian Sect behind them all showed despair.

"It's over! The Six Martial Wolf Demons still woke up!"

"What should we do now? Are we really going to die here?"

"Damn it, I'm not willing to give up!"

"We're fighting with him!"

"That's right, it's all dead anyway! At least I have to take a cushion!"

The monks roared repeatedly, their expressions changed, and they were ready to give it a try.

The one-eyed man took a deep breath and his eyes became fierce.

The Six Wolf Demons flew out of the rolling dust, and he smiled contemptuously, unruly.

"You group of gangs dare to fall into the sky and want to run away? Your death is the best warning to the world!"

The Six Wolf Demon said with a grim smile. After saying that, he licked his lips and wanted to eat people.

Just then.

The swords of more than 300 monks from the Bajian Sect suddenly trembled violently and were out of control.

"What's going on?"

The one-eyed man widened his only eye with a frightened expression.

The same is true for other monks.

Their sword was covered with blood and connected with their bloodlines. Such an abnormality had never occurred.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Swords came out of their hands and flew over the woods.

The Six Wolf Demon narrowed his eyes and did not rush to take action, but was curious about what these people wanted to do.

"What are you doing? Are you sword formation?"

The Six Wolf Demon asked in a deep voice, with disdain in his eyes.

No one answered him because the monks were also frightened, and a cold air rose from the soles of their feet and rushed to the sky's spiritual cover.

"Hahaha! The little wolf demon dares to be rampant! From today on, we will occupy the sky!"

A crazy laughter came from behind the Six Wolf Demons, and it was the Chongming Demon Emperor!

The seventh-level monster provokes the eighth-level monster, undoubtedly seeking death.

But the Chongming Demon Emperor did not take the Six Martial Wolf Demon seriously at all.

I saw Zhou Xuanji, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian and others flying towards the sword, each with a smile on his face, without any restraint, as if the sword immortal was here.

The Six Wolf Demon turned around and looked, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Hundreds of swords floating in the air suddenly rushed towards him.

Extremely fast!

He was so shocked that he subconsciously avoided it, but these swords seemed to be alive, and they chased him wildly, which made everyone stunned.

The Chongming Demon Emperor also asked in surprise: "What's going on? Can they solve it themselves?"

He thought these sword cultivators were already at the end of their power.
Chapter completed!