I Have Countless Swords

"General, the battle between the two worlds has begun, what are you waiting for?"

Yi Prisoner said with a smile, his voice was very soft, but it could clearly reach the ears of the golden ape.

The golden ape in the center of the waterfall slowly opened his eyes, his blood-red eyes looked down at Yi Prisoner, and said, "Yi Prisoner, why do you care so much about me? Even if you have a plan, you shouldn't be so attentive."

Yi Prisoner shook his head and laughed, and said, "It's just for you and me to fight for a chance together."

Hearing this, Jin Ape got up slowly, his upper body was naked, his muscles were as hard as divine stones, and he had a great visual impact.

He stepped out of the waterfall.

"Yi Prisoner, what do you want to do?"

Jin Yuan asked, he twisted his neck, the water on his body was directly evaporated, turned into a burst of heat, and wrapped around his body.

He fell quickly and came to Yi Prisoner Tian.

He is five feet tall, and compared to Yi Jiao Tian, ​​he looks like a mountain.

"The battle between the two worlds will be your chance for me."

Yi Prisoner smiled, and then began to talk about his plan.

at the same time.

In the black prison blue lamp, Zhou Xuanji was absorbing the surrounding flames and cultivating the fire soul of the battle path.

A flaming figure is suspended behind him, like a Vulcan in armor. It is difficult to distinguish its true appearance just by looking at its shape.

The Eternal Divine Sword was suspended beside him, and Xuanzun praised in his mind: "Your talent is really amazing, it's amazing to practice it so quickly."

Unless the situation is urgent, he will not pass on his magical powers to others.

Fortunately, Zhou Xuanji did not disappoint him.

"That's natural!"

Zhou Xuanji thought proudly.

Relying on the fire soul of the battle path to absorb the flames, he found that his cultivation was also growing.

In other words, he can rely on the flames in the black prison blue lamp to skyrocket.

Just like the monkey grandson, jumping out of the gossip furnace, not only has he become piercing eyes, but his cultivation is even more explosive, and he almost broke into the Lingxiao Palace.

The billowing flames poured into the body, making the battle path fire soul behind him more solid.

After a period of time.

A figure appeared in front of him, it was Yi Prisoner.

Yi Prisoner frowned and asked, "Zhandao Fire Soul, what is your relationship with Xuanzun?"

Zhou Xuanji opened his eyes and replied calmly, "Be a teacher and a friend."

Yi Prisoner's brows furrowed even deeper.

Zhou Xuanji ignored him and closed his eyes again to practice.

Xuanzun all said that Yi Prisoner would not kill him, so he could rest assured and boldly practice, and he was powerless to resist anyway.

Yi Prisoner's eyes were complicated, and he said, "Then you will cultivate here. If you can break through on your own, I will let you live, and I will never shoot you again in the future."

After speaking, Yi Prisoner disappeared in place.

Zhou Xuanji opened his eyes, secretly curious, why did Yi Prisoner arrest him?

With the ability to imprison the sky with clothes, he should not care about the life and death of one continent.

He asked Xuanzun.

Xuanzun is ambiguous, saying that people are separated by the belly, how can he know.

However, Zhou Xuanji believed that he must know about his unsurprising attitude.

Zhou Xuanji stopped thinking about it and continued to practice.

a month later.

His battle dao fire soul is thoroughly trained, and the fire soul is domineering, suspended behind him, and can also be attached to his body surface, making his combat power skyrocket.

This effect is similar to a secret technique that temporarily increases cultivation.

Not only that, Zhandao Fire Soul can also fight alone.

Zhou Xuanji's cultivation has also reached a peak, and he may break through at any time.

In the previous battle with the Earth Dragon Clan, he absorbed an extremely large cultivation base, saving him a lot of hard work.

If you want to break through, you can't do it in a while.

A blink of an eye.

Three years have passed.

Zhou Xuanji has been suppressing the urge to break through, he wants to make his battle path fire soul more solid.

On this day, he couldn't hold back and was ready to break through.

boom!

The violent immortal power erupted, and the sea of ​​​​fire swelled in shock.

Because in the black prison blue light, he doesn't even have to cross the robbery.

Outside, Yi Prisoner Tian had a magnificent starry sky above his head, and below it was a sea of ​​clouds.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and murmured: "What a Venerable Daojing! Among the Nine Saints, your eyes are indeed the sharpest."

He smiled weirdly, took out the black prison blue lamp with his right hand, and started to move the magic formula with his left hand.

I saw wisps of blue flames emerging from his palm, pouring into the black prison blue lantern.

In the other side of the distant world.

Contemplative view.

Venerable Daojing slowly opened his eyes, his white eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

The image of Yi Prisoner was reflected in his eyes.

"Sure enough, this guy doesn't worry, but unfortunately, it's too late for you, you can only make wedding gowns for Zhou Xuanji."

Venerable Daojing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled very contentedly.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the way of heaven.

It took Zhou Xuanji three days to break through to the second floor of Primordial Luotian, and the immortal energy of the heavens in his body soared.

After the breakthrough, Zhou Xuanji felt that both his body and soul had been transformed.

For Primordial Luotian, every breakthrough is a brand new transformation.

He opened his eyes and looked up.

Above his head is a sea of ​​clouds formed by blue flames, surging non-stop, like a hideous face of a demon, looking at him fiercely.

Zhou Xuanji smiled slightly, and the Battle Dao Fire Soul on his body got up, opened his mouth abruptly, and swallowed the sea of ​​​​blue flames.

After Qing Yan got into the Battle Dao Fire Soul, his flesh body ignited with cyan flames, burning roaringly.

His momentum soared.

"Black Prison Green Flame, this is the original fire of the Black Prison Green Lantern, Yi Prisoner wants to help you."

Xuanzun praised in Zhou Xuanji's mind, the stronger Zhou Xuanji is, the safer he is.

As for Yi Prisoner's purpose, he also knew it, and it didn't affect him.

Because in his opinion, Zhou Xuanji will one day be the same as Yi Prisoner who will attack that realm together.

Fengxuan Divine Dynasty, in the imperial city.

On a huge martial arts arena, the prince was tied to a hot iron pole, with iron chains wrapped around his body. There were many sharp hooks on the surface of the iron chain, which tore his flesh while sliding.

The prince's clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in blood, but his eyes were still bright and firm.

He looked to the sky, as if waiting.

There are a lot of people around the martial arts field, and there are people watching from the buildings in the distance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Is he the son of destiny from another world? "

"It's amazing that he can still be at ease after this kind of torture."

"What a great fart, he is our enemy!"

"It seems that his companions will not come to rescue him."

"How to save, as long as you dare to come, you will surely die. If I were them, they would not come. After all, they bear the lives of billions of souls."

The monks and the common people talked a lot, some admired the prince, some ridiculed, and some scolded.

There is a hill behind the martial arts field, surrounded by the city on all sides. There is a loft on the top of the mountain. A man wearing a black robe with tiger stripes is standing beside the building, and behind him is a row of soldiers.

He snorted coldly: "If you don't come, just kill him!"

It has been a month since the prince was captured, and the news was released for 20 days. The other two outsiders just didn't show up, which wiped out his patience.