I Have Countless Swords

Zhou Xuanji felt that Jiang Xue was right.

He has so many enemies, especially the Great Emperor Dao Ting and Emperor Xie, if one of them can be sanctified, wouldn't he be dead?

Heavenly Dao Ziqi is in his hands, at least to ensure that the enemy cannot be sanctified.

Jiang Xue took his hand and comforted: "To this day, we haven't seen any big winds and waves. You don't have too many scruples. You should fight. If you really face a dead end, we will die together."

Handing over the Heavenly Dao Purple Qi will not make Zhou Xuanji without enemies.

Instead of worrying, take advantage of this opportunity.

Zhou Xuanji stroked her hair and said with a smile, "With your words, then I can't die, I will definitely be sanctified and protect you."

After he finished speaking, he took her into his arms.

There were only them in the house, and the two of them began to be gentle.

The two did not tell the other people about the purple energy of heaven, not even Zhou Xiaoxuan and the nine powerful souls.

Three hours later, Zhou Xuanji left the house and went to the woods to continue teaching Zhou Xiaoxuan.

In less than half a month, war broke out in the fringes of China.

The news of the invasion of the demons spread wildly in China.

The giant **** Huang Hao led millions of immortal soldiers to support him. It is said that there was a demon who blocked the giant **** Huang Hao alone, and all the millions of immortal soldiers died.

Central China began to panic.

Zhou Xuanji really wanted to go to the front line to resist the demons, and he could quickly become stronger by relying on the World Buddha Sacred Art.

But before leaving, he had to wait for the Emperor Sword Court to be ready, and then move it into the twenty-fourth rank Xuan Qinglian.

Unfortunately, God did not like it.

Mo Jiuqing suddenly found him.

The two gathered in the woods, with Zhou Xiaoxuan standing beside them.

"Master went to find Xu Qing, and was severely injured by Xu Qing. Now both he and Xu Qing have been captured by the demon ancestor and imprisoned in the temple of the devil, which is the power center of the devil in the world."

Mo Jiuqing said in a deep voice, hearing this, Zhou Xuanji frowned.

No wonder there is no news of the old beggar.

He asked, "Do you want to pull me up and save him?"

Although he is not what he used to be, he is still far worse than the Demon Ancestor. Mo Jiuqing's strength has not reached the Heaven-penetrating Realm. How can he fight the Demon Ancestor?

"All of our brothers and sisters have already contacted each other and went to the Devil's Temple. I'm here to inform you. Of course, you can choose not to go."

Mo Jiuqing stared into Zhou Xuanji's eyes and said that although the old beggar did not recognize him, the old beggar still held a high status in his heart.

Zhou Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up and said, "Demon race? Father, didn't you say Aunt Xian is in the Demon Race? Bring me, I want to participate in the war too!"

Zhou Xuanji glared at her, then said to Mo Jiuqing, "Give me a stick of incense, and I'll explain."

Then, he pulled Zhou Xiaoxuan away.

He told Jiang Xue about this, Jiang Xue did not stop it, how could the master-disciple relationship be unresolved.

In addition, he also informed Yang Yutian.

Knowing that Zhou Xuanji was going to fight against the Demon Race, Yang Yutian was very nervous, but no matter how he persuaded, Zhou Xuanji had decided to go.

Jiang Xue's mother and daughter are still at Shenya, which means that Zhou Xuanji has not abandoned Shenya, and Yang Yutian is naturally not able to stop it.

In this way, Zhou Xuanji followed Mo Jiuqing to the Demon Temple.

Mo Jiuqing condensed a black cloud, and the two of them drove forward with extremely fast speed.

"Do you want to fight for sainthood?"

Zhou Xuanji asked with a playful expression.

Once upon a time, Mo Jiuqing was an almost invincible existence in his eyes.

It turned out that this fellow's cultivation was only at the tenth floor of Luotian.

In this way, Ji Shenjun is not too strong.

They are still a big realm away from the top existence of the gods and thousands of gods.

Mo Jiuqing shook his head and said, "If you want to become a saint, you have to live for at least 10,000,000 years, or even longer. I'm still too young."

He glanced at Zhou Xuanji and said meaningfully, "You have hope."

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows and asked, "I'm only over two hundred years old, are you sure?"

Did this guy see something?

Mo Jiuqing said with a half-smile, "Yeah, he's just over two hundred years old and has already caught up with me."

He felt a little lonely.

No wonder the old beggar accepted Zhou Xuanji as his disciple.

The old beggar has a standard for accepting apprentices, that is, the talent of the new apprentice must be stronger than that of the old apprentice, otherwise he will not accept apprentices.

"Among our senior brothers, who is the strongest? Can it be compared to the Demon Ancestor?"

Zhou Xuanji asked, his words were full of expectations.

In his opinion, the Demon Ancestor must be the existence of the Ten Heavens, and he is only one step away from the Holy Throne.

Mo Jiuqing pondered: "I haven't seen the strength of all the senior brothers with my own eyes, but one thing is certain, the ancestors are the same as our master, and the master has mentioned several existences that must not be provoked, among them There is a demon ancestor."

Zhou Xuanji was surprised, he didn't expect the old beggar to have such a big background.

Same generation as the Ten Great Demon Gods?

It seems that it is also the first group of creatures to open up the world.

No wonder he can teach so many perverted disciples.

"Let's get down to business, if you were born hundreds of thousands of years earlier, you might be able to compete for the sage, but now... it's a pity."

Mo Jiuqing shook his head and said with a sigh: "How many epochs will it take to vacate a Heavenly Sage position and wait for the next Sacred Seat, maybe we may never be able to wait."

The way of heaven takes nine as its pole!

The Nine Saints cannot die at all under the Tao of Heaven.

Unless they give up their holy positions, or go to the void.

Zhou Xuanji pouted and said secretly, "The purple qi of heaven is in the hands of Lao Tzu, who wants to be sanctified?"

...

The Demon Temple is located in the wild mountains and mountains, surrounded by mountains, countless demons are scattered everywhere, and all kinds of demons are everywhere.

From the outside, the Temple of the Demon God looked like the head of a Flood Dragon, with a height of several hundred meters, straddling the mountains.

In the hall, the old beggar and the northern secluded sword demon Xu Qing were trapped in adjacent iron cages. Xu Qing was covered in blood, slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

The old beggar was lying on the ground with a leisurely attitude.

This large hall is very spacious, except for the stone pillars with candles, there is nothing else, there are many totems carved on the walls, like a fairy tale.

A group of demonic energy appeared, and a man in black armor and a green robe appeared.

His face was evil~www.wuxiaspot.com~ like a fox, with two sharp fangs in his mouth, wearing a purple crown with dragon horns, he looked at the old beggar with a savage smile, and said, "You still refuse to bow your head? You are not afraid. Your precious disciple was taken away by us?"

The old beggar scratched his **** and hummed, "If you take the house, just take the house, he's crazy anyway."

The man in green robe smiled and said, "It's not just this apprentice, your other apprentices are coming too."

The old beggar stood up, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

The blue-robed man smiled evilly, "Don't you remember that there is an apprentice from the Demon Race?"

The old beggar's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth: "Very good!"

He almost vomited blood!

Another apprentice betrayed him!

The man in green robe shrugged and said with a smile, "As long as you help us figure out the whereabouts of Emperor Xie and Tiandao Ziqi, you and your apprentice can continue to live."

The old beggar's expression changed, and he fell into a tangle.