Chapter 277(1/2)
Thirty years old!
Zhou Xuanji sighed inwardly, time is gone, I am thirty years old in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, it is the Northern Wilderness here.
He is still young, still a teenager.
"Ding! Congratulations to the Sword Lord for obtaining the [Bronze] Fire-Extinguishing Sword..."
Um?
bronze?
I am thirty years old, why not give me a surprise?
Zhou Xuanji was a little angry, and the disciples in front of him were all frightened.
Why did the ancestor's face suddenly become gloomy?
"【Gold】Flying Leaf Sword,【Amethyst Crystal】Yuan Soul Sword!"
In the end, the sword spirit did not surprise him.
At this point, the Amethyst Divine Sword can no longer bring him excitement.
The Amethyst Divine Sword cannot threaten the Great Tribulation Sanxian at all.
The same is true for the Jinyao Divine Sword further upwards.
Only the Heavenly Soul Divine Sword or higher-level Divine Sword can make him happy.
Especially in the current situation, he is very eager for the appearance of the Bapo Divine Sword.
Heavenly soul, domineering soul, shaking immortals, slaughtering gods, and destroying the world!
Looking forward to it even if you think about it!
"Okay, let's go and continue practicing swords."
Zhou Xuanji waved his hand and Xiao Jinghong, Ning Zifeng and others immediately took the second-generation disciples away.
He took a deep breath. He could not pin his hopes on the magic sword. His own strength was very important!
It’s better to work hard to practice the Holy Achievement of the Buddha in the world!
The information of the three magic swords appeared before him:
Sword Name: Fire-Extinguishing Sword
Level: Bronze
Explanation: In ancient times, a monk went around the world alone. Every time the fire was turned off at dawn, he used this sword. After destroying ten thousand times of fire, the sword transformed into a bronze divine sword.
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Sword name: Feiye Sword
Level: Gold
Explanation: This sword has absolute control over leaves, with extremely strong lethality, and can sense the spirit of all trees.
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Sword name: Yuanhun Sword
Level: Amethyst
Explanation: Yuanhun is an extremely powerful soul. Once released, this sword will summon the Yuanhun army.
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All are okay!
Zhou Xuanji pressed out the three magic swords and skilled them all, and then continued to practice.
On the other side.
The second generation of disciples were walking on the mountain road, and Xu Yang asked Xiao Jinghong carefully: "Master, how could the ancestor be in a bad mood?"
Beixiao King Jian glared at him, scaring his neck to shrink.
Ning Zifeng smiled and said, "Emperor Yang is born and is the only one who is the leader. The master is naturally unwilling to be lonely. I guess he has realized something."
When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense.
Everyone believes that Zhou Xuanji can become the best in the world in the future.
He naturally felt different when facing the world's number one.
"Practice well. The period when Emperor Yang controls the human race is an opportunity for us to rise. Don't let our master down."
Lin Changge spoke, his words full of expectations.
He has already begun to fantasize about the scene of Zhou Xuanji fighting against Emperor Yang.
Not only him, but also the sky falls above and below.
Sunset and the moon rises.
Late night is coming.
Zhou Xuanji and Jiang Xue sat on the edge of the cliff, looking up at the stars in the sky.
"I am thirty today, and you are almost thirty-four."
Zhou Xuanji sighed, and heard Jiang Xue smiled and pinched his waist.
"Um?"
She asked with a smile, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"Well, you're almost eighteen years old."
Zhou Xuanji changed his mouth and looked at her with gentle eyes.
Even though he was thirty-four years old, this girl was still as white as a girl. Although she was smart, she was still as pure as snow in his eyes.
The beauty in front of me has been with him for twenty-eight years, and has been with him for the longest time in the past and present.
He hopes that in ten thousand years, she will still be around him.
He will definitely work hard to do it.
"By the way, I want to marry you, when do you think it's right?"
Zhou Xuanji looked forward and asked softly.
Jiang Xue was not surprised, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she said, "I will follow you."
Zhou Xuanji used to think that he was not strong enough, so he never mentioned this matter.
But during this period, he thought a lot.
Cherish the present.
Whether he gets married or not, he has a responsibility to Jiang Xue in his heart.
"Actually, I want to let the people of the world know that you are my wife on the day of the establishment of the sect, but now I feel that life is too long and I am afraid that you will be sad."
Zhou Xuanji said seriously, this is his truth.
Jiang Xue hugged his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and smiled and said, "Then wait until you start a sect. Now is not a good time. You and I need to work hard to practice. I don't want you to be distracted by me."
"Of course, I also hope that everyone in the world knows how grand it is for us to get married. The day of our sect will be our get married, and it will be beautiful to think about it."
Zhou Xuanji felt warm, took her hand and began to talk about the details of getting married in the future.
In the distance, in front of an attic, Xian Xianghua looked at the backs of the two of them, snorted coldly, and her eyes showed an unhappiness.
This kid doesn't take her seriously at all!
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After Emperor Yang defeated the Demon Lord Ji Huang, the world changed drastically.
That month, he broke into the army of demons alone, killed millions of demons, and saved the imprisoned holy land masters, thus saving them, which made Emperor Yang soar and became famous all over the world.
Three months later, all the demon troops remaining in the human race were defeated.
In the fourth month, Ji Huang Demon Lord withdrew his troops, and the entire demon army retreated, even reducing the territory of the demon clan by a fraction.
The sixth month.
Emperor Yang descended to Canghai Tower, spoke to the people of the world, and invited the eight holy places, seven dynasties and first-class forces to gather together at Duantianya.
It's just one year later.
Rumors are everywhere in the world, and many rumors are saying that Emperor Yang wants to dominate the human race alone.
Based on his previous powerful performance, among the human race, the voice of opposition is far worse than the voice of support.
Looking at the entire human race, Emperor Yang's reputation is unprecedented.
Compared with it, Zhou Xuanji is like the light of a grain of rice and the bright moon.
To be continued...