"There are countless monsters falling from the sky. The ninth-level demon dragon is called the Dragon King Burning Prison. Do you understand if you want to call him Lord Dragon King in the future?"

Xiao Jinghong glared at Xu Yang and reminded him.

If he offended the Dragon King Burning Prison and was trampled to death by him, he would feel so distressed.

After all, this kid is his first apprentice.

Xu Yang nodded and asked excitedly: "I heard from Uncle Zhao that the ancestors subdued the Dragon King with the Ancestral Dragon Sword, which was so spectacular?"

The more he knows, the more he can brag about his junior brothers and sisters.

Xiao Jinghong said everything. No matter what Xu Yang asked, he would answer everything he could. Of course, he did not say some secrets about Zhou Xuanji.

For example, why does Zhou Xuanji have so many magical swords?

Front.

Zhou Xuanji, Jiang Xue, Xian Xianghua, and the old man from Thieves walked side by side.

"It is probably not easy for those who can laugh at Emperor Yang and the world map. Maybe it is related to the Haotian Sect."

Xian Xianghua said softly, her beautiful eyes were full of doubt.

Why doesn't she know that there are still such people hidden in today?

The old man from Thiefy pondered: "I'm afraid it's not stopping. Feng Ju Le is the legendary land god. I and Xuan He had received his guidance back then. He is equivalent to half of our master. People who can't even see through him may have a longer origin than the Haotian Sect."

When he mentioned the monk Xuanhe, he couldn't help but look sentimental.

Zhou Xuanji looked back and saw that Zhang Kuanglan's hands were tied with ropes, led by a second-generation disciple.

The Thunder Magic Lord looked so lonely, thin and starless.

During the year he left, Zhang Kuanglan seemed to have suffered and became taciturn.

Zhou Xuanji thought something and thought Zhang Kuanglan could make some use of it.

When a spiritual power tank is really useless.

"You have become the fifth in the world. When the sky falls, you will start practicing the Great Sun Demon's Rebirth Practice."

Xian Xianghua said in a voice transmission, and Zhou Xuanji frowned slightly when he heard this.

He has practiced the Holy Achievement of the World, and is not concerned about the rebirth of the Great Sun Demon.

Practicing one more skill may cause conflicts and may take up time for practice.

It’s not that the more exercises you have, the stronger you are.

"Let's talk about it then."

Zhou Xuanji said vaguely that when she was in the Immortal Flying Heavenly Pond, she often proposed to pass on her merits, but he refused many times.

But this guy just refused to give up.

After leaving the town, they walked towards the sky, and were not fast, after all, they had to teach their disciples on the road.

Zhou Xuanji plans to take the nearest road. If there is a suitable kendo genius along the way, he will accept it.

In his heart, it would be wonderful if there were ninety-nine second-generation disciples.

After all, nine is the extreme number.

Zhou Xuanji was thinking while focusing on the world map. The Dragon King of Yellow Springs no longer shouted. He was raising his energy, but unfortunately he could not escape from the world map no matter what.

Every day he checks the Dragon King of the Yellow Springs.

Even if his cultivation level exceeds that of the Dragon King of Yellow Springs, he will kill this guy.

Never leave any living mouth!

Ning Zifeng began to guide the second generation of disciples to practice swords.

Seventy-three disciples practiced swords together, in a uniform manner and in a very impressive manner.

They practiced the thirty-six-way jade flute sword, all of which were skilled in sword moves, and their style was imposing.

Time just passes day by day.

In three months, they passed by five cities and recruited seven disciples.

Later, when they entered the demonic territory, it was difficult for them to see the monk again.

The news that Zhou Xuanji led a group of disciples forward had spread. When the monsters saw so many sword cultivators, they all avoided them.

At the suggestion of the old man Tuoya, they had to speed up and fly with their swords and no longer practice swords along the way.

Xian Xianghua once said that the Demon Lord Ji Huang wanted to defeat Emperor Yang even stronger than her.

When he learned that Zhou Xuanji had a picture of the world, he would definitely turn all his attention.

Along the way, Zhou Xuanji was also thinking about ways to deal with Demon King Ji Huang.

Although he can beat the Dragon King of the Yellow Springs, it is up to Emperor Hanlan.

Emperor Han Lan has fallen into a deep sleep, and Xian Xianghua is seriously injured again. How to deal with Demon King Ji Huang is a big problem.

Even if he returns to Cangqiu, he will be found by Demon King Ji Huang.

This day.

They were stopped by a monster.

"The eighth place in the world, the ghost ghost."

Xian Xianghua squinted her eyes and murmured to herself.

Below is an endless forest, and a figure is floating a thousand meters away from the front of the team.

He was wearing a golden blood robe, a bone crown, a shallow fine hair on his face, a vicious look on his eyes, a pair of beast ears in his brown hair, and the seven tails behind him were dancing freely, like a python dragon.

Ghost Nether!

The original body is the ancient fox clan and has a strong talent. It is the third monster today, second only to the Demon King Ji Huang and the Dragon King of Huangquan.

His eyes were fixed on Zhou Xuanji, and his eyes showed a look of greed.

"The Dragon King of the Yellow Spring is dead. You, the eighth in the world, dare you come?"

The old man from Thief Cliff sneered that he pretended to be calm, but in fact he was guilty. After all, they already knew the truth about Zhou Xuanji's killing of the Dragon King of Huangquan.

Yougui Ming sneered, "Is that so? But I want to give it a try."

After saying that, he walked towards Zhou Xuanji and others.

For the sake of the world map, he dared to fight!

Once he gets the world map, he can counterattack the Demon Lord Ji Huang and become the new Supreme of the Demon Clan!

"The eighth in the world? Is this stupid demon here to die?"

Xu Yang laughed loudly, and said hilariously, as if he had been lit with a smile.

The same is true for other disciples.

They don’t know the truth, they only know that Zhou Xuanji is the fifth in the world.

Will the fifth place in the world be afraid of the eighth place in the world?

Besides, there is the fourth in the world to take charge!

Faced with the crazy laughter of the second generation of disciples, Yougui Ming frowned slightly.

He had inquired about the details of the battle before. At first, Zhou Xuanji was completely beaten by the Dragon King of Huangquan. He even tortured and killed tens of thousands of people in front of Zhou Xuanji, forcing him to use the world map.

This shows that the power of the world map cannot be easily used.

That's why he came to take a gamble.

But judging from the attitudes of these people, it is obvious that Zhou Xuanji can easily kill him.

He hesitated a little.

Without saying a word, Zhou Xuanji waved his right hand and dozens of magical swords appeared above his head out of thin air, quickly dispersing and dispersing in a circle.

Seeing this, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Beixiao Wangjian and others were all worried.

Really want to fight?

Once it is big, it will be troublesome!

Little did they know that Zhou Xuanji was scaring the ghost Ming.

The real contempt is to act directly, not to intimidate with words.

For example, if Xian Xianghua is in her heyday, anyone who dares to offend her will be dead.

If she is seriously injured, she will scare people.

For the sake of reality, Zhou Xuanji directly arranged the array.

Hell God-Slaying Array!

This was the first time he used this formation and was a little nervous.

The spiritual energy of the world swarmed in, and the divine swords overflowed wisps of black sword energy, intertwined together, forming a terrifying black hole with a diameter of hundreds of feet.

In an instant, a vicious pressure raged the world. Xu Yang and eighty second-generation disciples were so scared that they shut up quickly.

The fairy thought of flowers, and the old man from the thief cliff widened his eyes.

Yougui Ming was frightened by the evil aura and his back became cold. He immediately turned around and ran away, turning into a black cloud and disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!