"The world's number one in the Northern Wilderness Region, Zhou Xuanji, is dead. From today on, it will be the age of all saints. I am the master of the mortal world!"

The voice of Yan Lingzun sounded, domineering, as if the gods were ordering.

The human race was furious and all the cities were in full swing.

"Damn it!"

"Even the Sword Emperor is dead, can no one defeat him?"

"He comes from the upper realm, he is an immortal god... how can he defeat him?"

"The human race will perish."

"The way of heaven is unfair, why should we treat us like this?"

Despair and fear spread across the human race. For a time, all the dynasties and dynasties of the human race were in chaos.

Faced with known death, there are always people who have angered their inner desires.

People are sometimes more terrifying than demons.

Especially when hope is lost.

Juedi Cliff.

Yan Lingzun is still constantly creating puppets of heaven. Zhou Xuanji's body has been buried by Dugu Demon Emperor, and a tombstone has been erected.

Bai Hao stood beside him, silent for a long time.

Both of them were invincible for a lifetime, and now they are in a very complicated mood, and they can't even explain it clearly.

Dugu Demon Emperor turned around, looked at Yan Lingzun, and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Yan Lingzun sneered: "First kill those heavenly guards, then slaughter the human race. In order to find my son, I will slaughter one dynasty a year. What do you think?"

Zhou Xuanji is dead, and now no one in the Northern Wilderness can threaten him.

After that, he can practice with confidence and boldness after being separated from the Heavenly Palace. As for the protagonist of the Heaven and Earth in the Northern Wilderness, it doesn’t matter, anyone can do it.

As long as it is not a human race.

Dugu Demon Emperor shook his head, jumped up, and quickly left.

Yan Lingzun laughed loudly, without stopping.

The Northern Wilderness Realm already belongs to him, and it doesn’t matter where Dugu Demon Emperor goes. He believes that Dugu Demon Emperor dare not ascend, but just finds ways to restore his cultivation.

He turned to look at the puppets of heavenly ways in front of him.

He smiled wildly and murmured: "Not enough! Not enough!"

The more his army of heaven, the better, it is best to overthrow the Heavenly Palace.

On the other side, Bai Hao was ready to escape quietly.

"The Emperor of Revenge, do you want to know why he said that to you and reincarnate you?"

Yan Lingzun's voice came into his ears, causing him to freeze all over and stop.

...

The Han Dynasty was a small town.

A black light fell from the sky and fell into a courtyard.

The black light dissipated, and a naked baby appeared on the ground, curled up his limbs and fell asleep peacefully.

It's almost dark.

A man in a simple robe walked in and he saw the baby at a glance and was stunned.

He subconsciously drew his sword and looked around vigilantly.

The courtyard here is not big, and he lives alone, so how could there be a baby here?

He approached the baby carefully and saw that he was lying naked on the cold ground. He felt soft and picked him up.

"The human race is all poor people in the end of the world."

The man sighed, with a sad face, and then he carried the baby into the house.

The next morning.

The baby suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were pure, and there was a hint of killing in the depths.

He is Zhou Xuanji after his rebirth.

The memory gradually became clear in his mind.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and sandalwood was floating in the room.

"Sword Spirit?"

He called softly in his heart.

"Sword Master, what are you asking?"

The sound of the sword spirit sounded, which made him feel relieved.

He turned around and saw that there was no one in the house.

His divine thoughts were still there, and he swept away, bringing the entire town into his eyes.

There was no one in the courtyard either.

So he took out all the magic swords one by one, and he was relieved only after he was sure that there was no less.

The Great Sun Demon's Rebirth Achievement is not a restart every time it is reborn. Its soul power is completely preserved and its cultivation will be restored in a short period of time. Otherwise, how can the Immortal Want Flower and the Evil King dominate for the rest of their lives?

He suddenly noticed that there were eighteen black lines on his right arm, as thin as hair.

With his eyes reaching, his heart inexplicably understood its meaning.

The mark of the way of heaven.

It is transformed by the fate of the quasi-emperor.

If there are ten items, you can prove the emperor.

Zhou Xuanji cannot prove the emperor for the time being. His body has not yet grown completely, so he has to give him time.

With the domineering power of the Great Sun Demon's rebirth skill, he can grow up in less than ten years.

He was not afraid that Jiang Xue would not be able to think about it, because there was a fairy who wanted to spend her, and he would definitely tell her about the rebirth of the Great Sun Demon.

"Yan Lingzun, wait a few more years and I will decide to take your head."

Zhou Xuanji took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to feel the power of heaven and earth.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth, his growth will be faster, at least faster than Xian Xianghua's rebirth and growth.

After a while, he heard footsteps.

The man who saved him walked in quickly.

"Huh... Fortunately, you haven't woken up yet. Today, for you, I'll come back early and earn less elixirs, do you know?"

While talking to himself, the man took out a porcelain bottle containing milk.

He plans to feed Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji did not open his eyes, but he could detect it through his spiritual sense, and he suddenly felt chills.

Just as he was about to speak, another person rushed in.

It's a woman.

Bang-

The woman directly slapped the man and said coldly: "Shangguan Jiusu, I misread you. I didn't expect you to give up on yourself and be a man in vain!"

The man named Shangguan Jiusu was furious.

"What am I doing? Didn't I just come back from the lecture hall early?"

He said in a deep voice, with sadness in his eyes.

The woman standing in front of him was wearing a red dress, with a beautiful face, a cold temperament, and a kind of cool beauty.

The woman in the red dress stared at him and said, "You don't have the talent you used to do now, and you don't cherish the opportunity to practice well. Do you know that Master Chen wanted to expel you. It was my father who pleaded with you that you would have the chance to stay!"

Shangguan Jiusu's self-esteem was hurt, so he started arguing with the woman in red dress.

Zhou Xuanji kept listening and quickly understood the whole story.

It turned out that this was a lover. Three years ago, Shangguan Jiusu was gifted and had a strong spirit in this town and won the favor of this woman.

However, Shangguan Jiusu was deprived of his dantian when he went out for two years. Although he had been cured to preserve his dantian, he could no longer have the talent of his previous cultivation.

Although the woman in the red dress did not abandon him, she became increasingly impatient with him and easily quarreled with him.

Shangguan Jiusu was also a little sensitive because of this and had been tolerating it. But today, he came back early for Zhou Xuanji. He was kind-hearted, so how could he tolerate himself being slandered?

When the woman in the red dress saw Zhou Xuanji, her face became even worse. She said in a deep voice: "Shangguan Jiusu, the Sword Emperor is dead. Now the human race is in trouble. You can't take care of yourself and still raise an abandoned son?"

After saying that, she left.

Shangguan Jiusu wanted to speak but stopped, and finally clenched his fists and remained silent.

Before, he might have chased him out and said all kinds of sweet words, but now, he doesn't want to abandon Zhou Xuanji, the abandoned son.

Because he had no father or mother since he was a child, he was adopted by an old beggar and made a living by begging. By chance, Yixian found out that he had the talent for cultivation, and then changed his destiny. As soon as he saw Zhou Xuanji, he felt sad and thought of himself.

"well."

He sighed and sat on the bench without saying a word.

He suddenly remembered Zhou Xuanji, and quickly picked up the porcelain bottle, got up and walked towards the bed.

When he turned his head, he saw Zhou Xuanji floating on the bed. He was so scared that he shook all over and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground.

"Ghost!"
Chapter completed!