Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

"Clang--

As the long sword was unsheathed, a clear dragon chant sounded in the Great Hall.

A cold, sharp aura instantly filled the entire Great Hall.

In an instant, all the weapons hidden in Gu Xuan's storage space were buzzing.

Gu Xuan could feel that these weapons were trembling.

It is a kind of fear that courtiers face when they meet the king.

It's like the performance of Tianxia Dao Dao when it senses his existence.

"buzzing"

Ming Hongdao, who had subsided just now, jumped up suddenly, shining brightly in the void, and an astonishing saber energy bloomed from Ming Hongdao's body.

It is different from other weapons.

What Ming Hongdao reveals is deep dissatisfaction and eager to challenge.

"Clang!"

Baijin's long sword suddenly became violent, releasing a bright Sword Ray and shooting straight at Ming Hongdao.

This Sword Ray is full of chilling and cold meaning.

The following offenders, rebellious ministers and thieves, die!

Ming Hongdao did not show any weakness, and also turned the edge of the blade to confront it.

But at this moment, a white and slender palm suddenly appeared, gently grabbed the blade of Baijin's long sword, and pressed it down hard.

"As my soldier, how dare you be presumptuous!"

Gu Xuan snorted coldly, and the three Dao Dao in his body were running, forcefully suppressing Baijin's long sword.

Ming Hongdao is his companion knife, accompanying him to rise from the humble beginnings, all the way to the present.

In terms of emotion and reason, he should favor Minghong.

Baijin's long sword was suppressed by Gu Xuan's three swords, and he couldn't move. After struggling for a while, he chose to give up and fell silent.

The countless weapons in the storage space also ceased.

Everything seems to have never happened.

And Ming Hongdao saw Baijin's long sword deflated, cheered and flew to Gu Xuan's side, rubbing back and forth, looking extremely intimate.

It seems that he deliberately wanted Baijin's long sword to see how amazing it is with the backing of its owner.

Gu Xuan looked cold, held down Baijin's long sword, and continued to look at him.

The Baijin long sword is extremely gorgeous, and it is unknown who made it and what material it is made of.

There were still stains of blood on the sword body, and Gu Xuan could clearly feel the powerful aura remaining in the blood.

This sword drank the blood of the emperor!

And not just one!

When it comes to rank, this sword should be above Minghong.

Thinking about it, Gu Xuan turned to release his divine sense, and slowly probed into Baijin's long sword.

Since Baidi's inheritance is in the matching sword, it is probably hidden in the sword, and only the soul can detect it.

Just when Gu Xuan's divine sense was about to touch the long sword, a sudden change occurred!

A black vortex suddenly appeared on the long sword, and a terrifying suction force emanated from the vortex, and Gu Xuan's soul, who was caught off guard, sucked it in fiercely

At the same time, Shangyuantian.

Palace of Heavenly Emperor.

In the Palace of Heavenly Emperor, a Supreme throne is located in the middle, but the throne is hanging empty now, and no one is sitting on it.

And under the throne, there are four thrones.

A Daoist figure sits on the three thrones.

These three Daoist shadows have an aura like an abyss.

A blaze was like a fire, three points more intense than the scorching sun, and countless marks of fire appeared and disappeared all over his body.

A line as deep as the sea, exuding a deep cold air that surpassed the glacier for ten thousand years, it seems that even the eyes can freeze.

A green onion is like a tree, exuding vitality, anyone can feel its vast vitality like Wang Yang.

The three figures couldn't see their faces clearly, they could only feel the powerful aura emanating from each of them.

All into the kingdom!

"I didn't expect that the position of Baidi was won by a person from the Sixth Stage of King Realm. It's really surprising...","

The cyan figure spoke slowly, his voice sounded like an old man's, calm and steady.

The red figure next to him immediately snorted coldly, made a sound like a bell, and said: "And I am not a member of the Ninth Stage Celestial Race, if I want to see it, it is better to choose a day to abolish it, Li Xinbai

"That's not enough"

The cyan figure shook his head and said: "Although this person only has the Sixth Stage of King Realm, he cannot be treated as a normal King Realm. I have found out that this son is the protagonist of this great world, and his aptitude is the most powerful in the past and present.

It is not necessarily a good thing that it can be used by us now...

Besides, not all the white emperors in the past were Ninth Stage natives. "

The red figure was silent, as if he was persuaded by the cyan figure.

At this time, the black figure who had been silent all this time said lightly: "It is a good thing that the protagonist of the great world can be used by us, but it is precisely because he is the protagonist of the great world that I am a little worried.

There are too many variables in the son of destiny, and everything may not be as we imagined.

Don't forget, it has been active for thousands of years..."

The black figure pointed to the top of the head, which was meaningful.

The cyan figure said lightly: "It's okay, although the Heavenly Dao is obvious here, there are many things that can't be interfered too much.

You know best what is hidden in the White Emperor's matching sword.

I don't believe that a mere King Realm, even a King Realm whose combat power is close to that of the Emperor Realm, can break free. "

"Too."

The black figure nodded, seeming to agree with the cyan figure.

"Since you all think there is no problem, then I have nothing to say."

The red figure stood up directly, and said: "The people of the underworld are staring at this world, this is the top priority."

The cyan figure and the black figure nodded.

The three Daoist figures disappeared into the Great Hall almost at the same time.

In the huge Heavenly Emperor Palace, there are only five thrones hanging vacant.

Gu Xuan opened his eyes and suddenly found himself in a strange space.

This space is filled with Baijin-colored rays of light everywhere, and Sword Qi's saber aura crisscrosses, like an incomparably huge sword cage.

"This should be the space inside the Baidi's sword, I am entering with the soul body now..."

Gu Xuan looked at the surrounding situation calmly, thinking to himself.

At this moment, a flash of golden light suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, large pieces of Baijin light gathered together, and finally gathered into a Daoist shadow.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a Baijin-colored imperial robe.

The man was handsome, with sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword's edge.

"I am Ninth Stage Tianxi Baidi, who are you?"

The man in imperial robe looked down at Gu Xuan from a high position and spoke slowly.

The voice was majestic like thunder, echoing in the huge space.

Gu Xuan didn't answer, just looked at the man in the imperial robe lightly, and at the same time looked around.

"Bold!"

The man in the imperial robe suddenly became angry and shouted: "I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

As the man in the imperial robe got angry, the entire Baijin space trembled, as if it was changing with the man in the imperial robe.

Gu Xuan frowned slightly, and said to the emperor robe man: "You are too noisy. 11

As he said that, Ming Hong Dao suddenly cut out in his hand.

An extremely bright knife light pierced the Shattering Void sky.

The expression of the man in the imperial robe changed instantly, but before he could react, he was cut in half by the knife light.

"Traitor! Damn you! Damn!...."

The emperor-robed man who was split into two couldn't help roaring, his face twisted, and he stared fiercely at Gu Xuan, and then his figure gradually melted away...