Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

The masked man still had his eyes half closed, did not open them, but nodded slightly.

The two Seventh Stage masked men showed no dissatisfaction with this, but nodded respectfully.

"Then leave Genzuki-sama alone."

The two then left.

On the way to leave, the two were still whispering about the mysterious and powerful "Master Genzuki".

"Who do you think this person is? The First Stage of the Life and Death Realm, the Seventh Stage of the Killing and Death Realm, and even the Tenth Stage of the Life and Death Realm are like slaughtering dogs. They are too monstrous and outrageous. I suspect that this person may have become famous a while ago. The one on the list of life and death...

"shh"

Another person quickly interrupted: "This kind of thing, as long as you know it in your heart, there is no need to say it. If someone hears it, or Mr. Genzuki hears it, we will have no good fruit to eat."

"clear.

The two looked solemn and left in a hurry.

Here, Gu Xuan is still absorbing and flipping through the memory of the strong man who just killed.

"The Ninth Stage is under heaven for three days..."

Gu Xuan opened his eyes with a thoughtful look on his face.

During this period of time, he also killed many strong men of the ancient god court for the underworld. Through the devouring ability of "Nerve Eater", he gradually pieced together more information about the ancient god court from the memories of these people.

So far, Gu Xuan only knows that the real location of the ancient gods is in a place called Ninth Stage.

And these minions and eyeliners of the ancient gods can only go to the next three days of the Ninth Stage at most.

The entrance leading to the next three days requires the guidance of Shenting to enter, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to enter even if they know the location.

"Even if I know, so what, the grievances and grievances between the ancient gods and the underworld should not be mixed in for the time being..."

Thinking about it, Gu Xuan shook his head and put these things behind him.

Just as he was about to leave, his divine sense suddenly moved, and his eyes fell somewhere in the void, waiting quietly.

Soon, a cloaked man covered in black season came out from the void.

It was the cloaked man who lured Gu Xuan into Hades.

Seeing Gu Xuan, the cloaked man let out a chuckle and said, "During this time, you have done a good job. Master Jue Yin asked me to express his appreciation to you on his behalf."

Gu Xuan's eyes were calm, and he said lightly: "Then you say thank you to Jue Yin Great Underworld Official for me."

The cloaked man took a breath, restrained his smile, and continued: "You have accumulated a lot of contributions, and I can take you to Hades if I have a chance, and you can exchange for something that is useful to you.

Gu Xuan asked directly: "When?"

He is quite curious about the true face of the Hades organization.

The man in the cloak thought for a while, and said: "After a while, at the Grand Ceremony of the Underworld, the Commander-in-Chief of the Underworld will be ranked to perform martial arts. As one of the Commanders of the Underworld, you must go there. You have never met Lord Jueyin and His Highness Shandu, so you can Take this opportunity to meet…”

Speaking of which, the cloaked man paused, regretfully said: "It's a pity that your Cultivation Base is a little lower, otherwise you might take this opportunity to compete for the crown prince of the underworld.

Gu Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The cloaked man simply explained a few words to Gu Xuan, and left quickly after speaking.

Gu Xuan looked at the direction where the cloaked man disappeared, narrowing his eyes slightly.

...Yue'er once said that this person is the soul of the foreign land. Compared with the general Mingshuai, this person does have many differences. "

For example, the two underworld commanders who acted in cooperation with Gu Xuan, although they both wore masks and clothes that blocked the divine sense, Gu Xuan could feel that they were actually from the Profound Sky Continent.

But the cloaked man was different, the black mist that enveloped him, as well as the martial arts methods he used, all gave Gu Xuan a strange and treacherous feeling.

Just as he was thinking, Gu Xuan's expression changed suddenly, and he took out something from the storage spirit ring.

This thing is a piece of black iron, as if stripped from a certain weapon.

It was the fragment of the magic knife that Gu Xuan had obtained from Prince Shenxi.

But now, the fragment of the magic knife is floating in mid-air autonomously, trembling slightly.

It seems that there is an invisible force summoning this piece of fragment, if Gu Xuan hadn't grasped this piece of fragment with yuan force, this piece of fragment would even break away from Gu Xuan's control and fly towards one direction.

Gu Xuan's eyes lit up, and he said with some joy: "The fragments of the magic knife have changed, isn't it the inheritance of the magic robe?!"

As the weapon of Moshatian, the change of the fragments of the magic knife may only be explained by the inheritance of Moshatian.

Although Mo Shatian fell in the great battle tens of thousands of years ago, Gu Xuan still admires him for his demeanor and heart.

Moreover, Gu Xuan's destructive sword intent was comprehended from Mo Shatian's Dao of the sword. If he can get his inheritance, it will be of great help to Gu Xuan.

...asking for flowers...

Just when Gu Xuan was about to follow the inspiration of the magic knife fragments to investigate, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Why... there is no chance line on this magic knife fragment?!"

Upon discovering this, Gu Xuan's complexion quickly darkened.

No chance lines show up, which proves that...

The inheritance of Moshatian has nothing to do with him.

"Who dares to take my chance?! Damn it!..."

Gu Xuan snorted coldly, and flew towards a certain direction.

In the extreme north of Zhongzhou, a Tongtian beam of light suddenly appeared.

This beam of light is filled with endless astonishing sword light, and the place covered by it is not only extinct, but also difficult for ordinary Practitioners to set foot in.

0...0

The sword beam of light lasted for three full days, covering a range of thousands of miles. Someone faintly saw the phantom of a black magic knife in the beam of light.

All of a sudden, the news of the inheritance and birth of the ancient Dao of the Sword Power spread throughout Zhongzhou.

Countless people were shocked by it, and many geniuses and practitioners from Zhongzhou came to hear the news one after another, stirring up the situation.

On the top of an extremely ethereal mountain peak, a Daoist shadow Lotus Position sits in the clouds.

This person looks quite young, with a handsome appearance. Although his temperament is as gentle as jade, there are thousands of small sword lights all over his body that are constantly growing and disappearing.

"Is the magic robe heaven inherited in this world?"

The handsome young man looked at the trembling three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and said to himself: "One-third of my swordsmanship comes from the inheritance of the ancient Ling Xiaozong.

Back then, Moshatian destroyed the Lingxiao Sect, and had a sworn feud with the world of swordsmanship.

I must understand this Karma.

Time to go for a walk..."

As he spoke, the handsome young man stood up and took a step forward.

Every time he took a step, a sword lotus would automatically appear in the void under his feet.

One lotus step by step, lotus grows step by step.

It will disappear soon.

Somewhere in a dark valley full of resentment.

Numerous bones fell to the bottom of the valley, and the bones of these Demonic Beasts or people almost filled the entire deep valley.

And at the top of this mountain of corpses, there was a figure sitting cross-legged.

.........