Chapter 458 Shock [ Third More ]

Bai yanqiong wanted to talk to Zhou Xuanji alone. The two of them left divine cliff city and landed on a mountain top in the majestic fog.

They stood side by side, looking into the distance, silent for a moment.

Bai yanqiong broke the silence and laughed, "Not bad. When I sensed that someone had formed a blood contract with my daughter, I was furious. But when I knew it was you, I was surprised."

Looking at the current nine heaven god snake tribe, there is no great emperor.

Bai suwan was handed over to Zhou Xuanji without any pressure and the elders of the clan would not say anything.

Zhou Xuanji didn't know how to answer.

Why does it feel like marrying a daughter?

He had no such feelings for bai suwan, but only treated her as a pet.

Of course, he couldn't say that.

He changed the subject and asked, "Where is the nine-heaven god snake tribe? I rarely hear about you in the central divine state."

The nine heaven god snake clan has always been a legend of the central divine state, or even a legend of the world.

Bai yanqiong smiled and said, "On the tenth heaven, you have the opportunity to visit our clan. Your fame has spread to the clan. Many clansmen want to see you."

Zhou Xuanji nodded his head calmly, feeling pleased.

He has reached the point where no one in the world knows the monarch?

"The immortal god has already created a temple in the ninth heaven. Soon, all the powers in the central divine state will be summoned by the immortal god. Besides, you must go to the heavenly saint's sermon. If you can, it is best to get an official position in the divine palace."

Bai yanqiong glanced at him and reminded him with deep meaning.

The temple?

Zhou Xuanji was thoughtful.

He had previously said why the immortals did not appear, so he was busy building the temple.

I wonder if this so-called divine palace is similar to the heavenly court in chinese mythology.

Then, bai yanqiong and Zhou Xuanji talked about the world, and talked about the world's heroes.

In the meantime, Zhou Xuanji raised the eighteen sacred swords.

Bai yanqiong agreed and promised to help him find the whereabouts of the eighteen holy swords.

After an hour, the two returned to the mansion.

Bai yanqiong told bai suwan to leave after a few words.

Zhou Xuanji stood in front of the gate and thought to himself, "Ups and downs? Has it been transferred?"

Previously, he was overwhelmed by the great emperor's court and the evil emperor.

After the birth of the heavenly saint, he had a strong backing and was favored by the nine gods and snakes.

Now, he could finally show off his prowess, like the pride of other great powers.

He could also quietly bring the northern wilderness into the hands of divine cliff.

He began to miss his wife and daughter.

Especially Jiang Xue.

It was the first time he hadn't seen her for so long.

This girl must be thinking about him too.

He smiled and leaped over the sea of clouds to continue his cultivation.

In the past six months, he had found a way to cultivate without being discovered.

It was very dangerous to absorb the celestial power in the sky. He used the celestial power to wrap himself up, hide himself in his body and breath, and merge with the heaven and earth. Even yang yutian, the true god, did not notice his existence because of his negligence.

If this condition could be used in battle, it would definitely become a killing skill.

But to get into this state, it would take time and concentration. If he tried in battle, he would be looking for death.


Above the sinkhole, daotian sect was like an eternal kingdom in the sky as always.

A figure stood on a cliff at the edge of a dark pit and looked up at daotian sect.

He was dressed in a black python robe and wore a beaded dragon crown. He was tall and straight, his eyes cold and bloodshot. He looked up at the sky, his mouth raised, and a cruel smile appeared.

"I didn't expect you to be so old and ashamed of your cultivation."

He muttered to himself and stepped up to the sky.

A murderous surge erupted, like a blood-colored tornado, carrying dust and rising in the air, twisting the sea of clouds.

A killing was about to begin.


The second month after bai yanqiong left.

Zhou Xuanji went home to rest, and fei hai found him.

"Senior, the history divine sect has already won the victory of the hundred swords guild martial arts and won the heaven and earth sword embryo. The ancient sword revered it and even allowed the history divine sect to stay and accept his teaching."

Fei hai said excitedly. Although the shishen sect was not at the cliff, he believed that the shishen sect would come back.

The overlord could not keep the sword saint.

Zhou Xuanji knew that the hundred swords knew martial arts, and the ancient sword master was the most powerful sword cultivator in central china, while the heaven and earth sword embryo could create a Shenjian that pleased him and could only be used by himself.

He was not interested in heaven and earth sword embryo, after all, he had the supreme Shenjian system.

Zhou Xuanji smiled and said, "It's not bad that he has this chance, but it's impossible to catch up with me."

Fei hai nodded. He believed in this.

"But where is the fairy flower?"

Zhou Xuanji asked. He had not heard of the fairy's desire to spend so long after he ascended. The longer he spent, the more worried he became.

Fei hai shook his head and Zhou Xuanji had to give up.

That day, a piece of news spread to shen ya city, causing the whole city to explode.

Daotian sect was slaughtered!

In the beginning, the imperial dao was seated in the taoist temple and its body was petrified.

Zhou Xuanji was also shocked when he heard about it.

In his eyes, the imperial dao of the beginning was an incomparably powerful existence and had once become the most powerful person in central china.

Just like that?

He quickly arrived at the main hall of the cliff. Yang yutian, the elders and core disciples were also in the hall, all with solemn expressions.

Divine cliff had a good relationship with daotian sect. It was attacked by li fu at the same time. Now that daotian sect is dead, will divine cliff follow in the future?

Yang yutian's face was the ugliest. As the cliff master, he was under the most pressure.

Seeing Zhou Xuanji come in, the solemn atmosphere still did not ease.

Zhou Xuanji said, "How long has it been since the death of the taoist sect?"

Prisoner wu replied, "Half a month."

Zhou Xuanji frowned and asked, "Why did it take so long to get out?"

Wu zhuo explained that no one in the daotian sect survived, but a certain cultivator only found out when he visited the daotian sect.

In other words, this battle did not cause much movement.

The enemies of daotian sect were unimaginably strong.

The palace fell into a dead silence, and no one spoke again.

"Hehe, don't think about it. After han xuzi's death, no one in your sacred cliff deserves his help. Develop well. The current sacred cliff is only a second-rate force."

A scornful laugh resounded through the hall, causing everyone's faces to change greatly.

Zhou Xuanji's expression became strange.


Cheap master?

The old beggar appeared beside him and put his hand on his shoulder. He laughed and said, "Disciple, do you want to be a teacher?"


Everyone's eyes widened and their expressions were strange.

Zhou Xuanji sighed and immediately introduced the old beggar to everyone.

Everyone was excited to learn that the old beggar was also the master of the emperor's crown dragon.

Yang yutian hurriedly asked, "Senior, who is the one who destroyed the dao tian sect?"

Daotian sect was one of the most important orthodox sects in central china. It was shocking that it was destroyed like this.

The old beggar shrugged and smiled, "That man disappeared 500,000 years ago, sat down 150,000 years ago and was buried by his brother-in-law, the emperor."