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Chapter 325 Fifty-four years old, Sanyang Yan Qi Robe

After listening to what Jiang Xue said, the old man from Thieves fell into deep thought.

"Your cultivation has increased significantly, and it should not be impossible. There is only one possibility, that is, the future changes and they will all die."

He said in a deep voice, his face a little ugly.

After all, these people have been dependent on each other for decades, which means that there are extremely strong existences that will kill them all?

Thinking of this, he also began to calculate.

The next moment.

puff--

The old man from Thief suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the ground, attracting the Beixiao King Sword, who was practicing swords not far away, and Huang Lian looked at him sideways.

Jiang Xue hurriedly supported him, so that he did not lie on his back.

Zhou Xuanji asked speechlessly: "Old man, are you okay? I feel that your calculation ability is getting weaker and weaker."

He didn't see Jiang Xue vomiting blood, but instead, the old man from Thieves came from time to time.

"It's over...it's over..."

"The death disaster envelops us... Even if we were to die, I didn't expect the ending to change..."

"We may all die except you..."

The old man from Thieves Cliff smiled bitterly, there is a kind of sadness that people are not as good as God's.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes. Could it be that when he challenged the Sword Saint, someone would sneak attack the sky and fall?

He thought about his enemies.

Emperor Yang.

sky.

Bai Hao is single-minded.

There are also countless powerful people who are watching the world map.

It is indeed possible.

He frowned. Could it be that he would take his confidants to Jiandi Cliff?

Then, who will leave the sky to guard?

The old man from Thiefy sat upright and began to use his energy to heal his wounds.

Jiang Xue comforted, "Mystery, don't think about it all, it may not be the present, it may also be after you ascend."

Zhou Xuanji's cultivation speed was too fast. Even though he had said before that everyone wanted to ascend together, everyone knew in their hearts that Zhou Xuanji might have taken one step ahead of them.

It’s impossible for them to delay Zhou Xuanji for thousands of years or even longer.

When Zhou Xuanji heard this, he felt it was reasonable.

But he was still a little worried.

"Do I want to find Xian Wanhua to come back? I will protect you for a while?"

Zhou Xuanji asked, but where did he go to find Xian Xianghua?

The old man from Thief shook his head and said, "I just calculated it again. We are still there three years later, and the future that cannot be calculated is a hundred years later."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuanji was relieved.

A hundred years.

It seems that he has to urge everyone to practice well.

...

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Xuanji celebrated his fifty-fourth birthday.

"It was detected that the sword master was fifty-four years old and started a random lottery!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for drawing [Gold] Jingguan Sword, Sanyang Yan Qi Robe!"

that's all?

Zhou Xuanji, who was teaching Chen Bantian, frowned.

Just a golden-level magic sword and a robe?

The worst luck in twenty years.

"The Three Yang Yan Qi Robe is not bad. It is difficult to destroy this robe under the Great Tribulation Sanxian. Even if it is destroyed, it can be restored quickly."

The voice of the sword spirit sounded in Zhou Xuanji's mind, as if he felt Zhou Xuanji's contempt.

When Zhou Xuanji heard this, he immediately turned around and walked back to his wooden house, preparing to try changing into it.

After seeing him leave for a long time, Chen scratched his head awkwardly, thinking that he hadn't practiced well, which made him angry.

After a while, Zhou Xuanji walked out of the wooden house.

陈半天瞥眼看去,瞪大眼睛,面露惊艳之色.

Zhou Xuanji was wearing a white robe with many flaming patterns on it. The sun was printed on his shoulders and behind him. It was red and bright. There was a firebird in each of the sun, which was lifelike, as if it could fly out at any time.

After putting on the Sanyang Yan Qi Robe, his temperament became more majestic.

In addition, he also brought the Tyrant Emperor Ring, which made Chen Bantian feel like a god walking towards him.

Zhou Xuanji was very satisfied with Chen Bantian's expression. He looked to the horizon and pondered: "It's time to set off."

The Battle of Sword Emperor Cliff will be his opportunity to take off.

Of course, it may also plummet.

But he has confidence!

At dusk that day.

Zhou Xuanji rode Zhou Xiaoqi away.

Others stayed in the sky and fell.

Zhou Xiaoqi is also a Fire Qilin after all. Now he has two feet high on his shoulders and is mighty and domineering. He naturally has a strong character when he uses it as a mount.

The little black snake was also accompanying him. Zhou Xuanji didn't want to take it with him, but he couldn't stand this guy's soft and hard work.

Its body is only one meter long and entrenched on Zhou Xiaoqi's head and is easily overlooked.

"Master, I think we must check out this battle, just wait until everyone thinks you are afraid of the war before appearing."

The little black snake suggested that its cultivation level had reached the sixth level and could be transformed into a human form, but it still likes its current posture.

Agile movements can also reduce the enemy's vigilance.

"Let's see it then."

Zhou Xuanji said indifferently, looking into the distance, the horizon at dusk seemed to be burned by fire, sad and murderous intent.

...

Sword Emperor Cliff.

Located in the north of the central part of the Northern Wilderness, a radius of thousands of miles is an uneven wasteland, with countless canyons crisscrossing the ground, as if the ground is cracked.

The Jiandi Cliff is dozens of feet wide and unfathomable. There is a hundred feet of stone sword standing on each side of the cliff, which is extremely domineering.

Legend has it that before the Emperor of Swords ascended, he occasionally realized something. He slashed out with one sword and cut out a long and unfathomable canyon, which was the Emperor of Swords.

The stone swords on both sides were not done by the Emperor Ba Jian, but were created by the Emperor Ba Jian to commemorate this incident. After thousands of years, the Emperor Jian Cliff has become a very famous place in the Northern Wilderness Region. Cultivators often come to watch and admire the style of a generation of emperors.

At present, there are already thousands of monks meditating and practicing on both sides of the Sword Emperor Cliff.

They came from different forces, all of whom came to watch the battle between the Sword Emperor and the Sword Saint.

Looking behind them, people were rushing towards Jiandi Cliff in all directions, some were walking on foot, some were riding flying magic weapons, and some were riding mounts. The picture was spectacular.

The carriages and horses of Dazhou have also arrived.

Zhou Chengxin sat on the fierce horse, looked forward, and sighed: "There are not many heroes in this world who can have such a reputation."

There is still one month left before the final battle, but so many people have arrived, and it is hard to imagine how many people will watch the battle by then.

Princess Xuanya sat on a banana leaf, floating in the air, running side by side with Zhou Chengxin. She asked curiously: "Brother, do you think Xuanji can defeat the Sword Saint?"

Because of the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, the people of Great Zhou have heard of the legend of the Sword Saint since childhood.

The Emperor's Army, the most amazing swordsman genius, etc.

Various titles fall on the head of Shi Shenzong, no less than the Emperor of Domineering Sword.

Even he is more legendary.

Shi Shenzong's death was caused by his suicide, and no one knows the reason.

"I don't know, after all, the Sword Saint is an eternal powerhouse who can kill the sky. However, as long as the mystery is good, even if he loses, he will be famous. After all, he has not even been a hundred years old, and before his death, he has practiced for nearly ten thousand years."

Zhou Chengxin pondered, he said conservatively, no matter how strong Zhou Xuanji's talent is, it is difficult to defeat Shi Shenzong.
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