In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight swept through the horizon and crossed the mountains and rivers.

Above a mountain, a black cow with a shoulders of five feet high in the head and shoulders looked into the distance. Its limbs are well-melted, black hairs all over its body are like steel needles, and its horns are like scimitars, and its eyes are cold and fierce.

It stands on the top of the mountain and feels like a king.

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers crawled at the foot of the mountain, most of which had transformed into shape, waiting for the black bull's orders.

"Kids, do you remember our goals?"

The black bull suddenly spoke, his voice echoing among the mountains and fields.

"Kill the Sword God Zhou!"

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers roared in unison, shocking the birds and birds from the woods all over the world to fly away.

The black cow twisted his body, stood upright, and turned into a human form.

Wow—

The black cloak appeared out of thin air, and he quickly put on his robe, had a stigma, dark skin and wild face. A terrifying sword that was ten feet long appeared in his hands.

This knife looks very exaggerated and oppressive.

He raised his sword and roared, "Children, Zhou Jianshen is hiding within a radius of thousands of miles. Find him and inform me!"

"yes!"

Tens of thousands of demon soldiers shouted in unison, all of them quickly left. In less than five breaths, there was no demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain.

The black bull demon sneered: "Sword God Zhou? I want to see if you are really that strong. Cut off your head. The Gulan Demon Emperor will decide your head."

After saying that, he laughed wildly, as if he had already obtained Zhou Jianshen's head.

...

Zhou Xuanji was lying on the hillside basking in the sun, putting his hands under his head, which was so comfortable.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhao Congjian was teaching the Beixiao King Sword.

Jiang Xue was practicing magic, while Huang Lianxin was practicing sword.

The little black snake was bullied by Ada Er, like a whip, and was thrown around and screamed in pain.

The three-eyed drought rat was creaking on the big head.

"The Emperor's Sword level has been detected."

The voice of the sword spirit suddenly rang in Zhou Xuanji's mind, and then three lines of small words appeared in front of him:

Sword name: Sword of the Sword of the Slit!

Level: Amethyst

Explanation: It contains sword spirit, made of ten thousand kilograms of black iron, indestructible. When swinging, the power of the slash will double. It has special abilities. The power of the ancient sword emperor can only be used once a year, without side effects!

...

The power of the ancient sword emperor?

Use once a year?

Zhou Xuanji blinked and asked in his heart: "How powerful is the ancient sword emperor?"

He was in a wonderful mood, but he didn't expect that the first Amethyst Divine Sword did not come from the Supreme Divine Sword system lottery.

Ten thousand kilograms of black iron, doubled its power, and it is absolutely devastating to the practitioners of Dharma.

"It depends on the strength of the sword master. You can exert stronger power from the ancient sword emperor every time you go up to the floor, and you can reach the Mahayana realm at the highest level!"

Jian Ling replied, hearing Zhou Xuanji's eyes widened.

Mahayana realm!

That is an existence that is about to ascend!

He immediately became excited and took out the Sword of the Slit Emperor.

This golden dragon giant sword is so majestic that the weight of ten thousand pounds is nothing to Zhou Xuanji.

He held the Slit Kong Emperor Sword with one hand and used the Sword of Wind Dance under the Moon.

The giant sword swings, with the domineering momentum of breaking the mountains and breaking the river!

Jiang Xue and the other four at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but look at each other.

Zhao Congjian's eyes lit up and he murmured: "So domineering!"

Want to learn...

no!

There are so many sword techniques I want to learn...

Zhao Congjian suppressed his excitement and turned his head.

The Beixiao King Sword is also very jealous, but unfortunately they do not have Zhou Xuanji's talent. It will take several months to practice a set of swordsmanship at the earliest to reach the Xuan level, so they will have to be calculated over the years.

After practicing a set of wind dance swords under the moon, Zhou Xuanji was a little itchy.

He immediately summoned everyone and said that he was going to find a copycat to practice.

He strives to come back tonight.

Everyone had no objection. Although Zhou Xuanji's realm was only the third level of the inner alchemy realm, he was the strongest existence among them.

He left with the sword of the wind and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Outside the border, there are many prisoners, evil cultivators, and bullies who have opened up copycats or powerful sects, and there are countless numbers.

Zhao Congjian, Ada, and Xiaoer have discovered a lot.

Zhou Xuanji occasionally took Xiao Jiangxue out for a trip, and he also saw traces of bandits.

It took about a hundred miles to fly.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly stopped and looked along his gaze. There was a wasteland with sparse trees in front of him, with uneven terrain.

A majestic figure sat on a hill.

It was a transformed bull demon, with extraordinary domineering aura, especially the terrifying sword beside him. Even though it was thousands of meters apart, Zhou Xuanji couldn't help but be frightened.

Unbeatable!

Could this monster be the sixth or even seventh level monster king?

Just as he was thinking, the voice of the bull demon suddenly came: "Young man, come over, I have something to ask you. If you don't come, I will slash you with one knife!"

Zhou Xuanji curled his lips and flew over immediately.

It just happened to use this demon to try the power of the Sword of the Sword.

Soon, he came to the bull demon.

The bull demon stared at his eyes as big as a copper bell and shouted: "I am the king of Niu Hei. Have you heard of my name? In your Great Zhou territory, my name is specially used to scare children like you!"

Zhou Xuanji stood on the sword of Zhanfeng and asked in a panic, "Big... King... what are you going to do?"

The Tibetan Niu Heihuang was satisfied, and Zhou Xuanji's Qi-retaining technique was in front of him, as if nothing had happened.

He had already seen Zhou Xuanji's cultivation, but he didn't take it seriously.

For him, his cultivation level is still an ant.

It is impossible that it is Zhou Jianshen.

Too weak.

"Do you know where Zhou Jianshen is?"

Tibetan Niu Heihuang asked in a deep voice, staring at Zhou Xuanji with his eyes.

Zhou Xuanji looked almost scared to tears, and he replied in a trembling voice: "No...what is the king asking him for?"

The Tibetan Niu Heihuang snorted coldly: "Of course I'm killing him. It is said that Zhou Jianshen is short, but his sword skills are among the best in the Great Zhou territory. Unfortunately, there are powerful people in the demon clan who want his head."

Zhou Xuanji looked panicked, but was thinking in his heart.

The demon clan’s mighty power?

Could it be the Gulan Demon Emperor?

Apart from this, he could not imagine other powerful demons.

"Young man, don't be afraid. I also had a master as big as you back then. Do you know how he is?"

Tibetan Niu Heihuang laughed and said that the big knife in his hand had never fallen.

Zhou Xuanji asked carefully: "Did you eat it?"

The Tibetan Niu Heihuang was surprised and asked, "How do you know?"

He always used this story to scare people, but he didn't expect that Zhou Xuanji guessed it in advance this time, which made him very upset.

"Be good, come and kneel down. I will cut you down with one sword, so that you will die without pain."
To be continued...