I Have Countless Swords

Zhou Xuanji looked at the old beggar, shrugged and said, "I've heard calluses in my ears recently. I'll face it if I'm not ready. I'm always ready for any battle."

The old beggar was moved by his eyes and said with a smile: "That's right, as Lao Tzu's apprentice, you can't be cowardly!"

Zhou Xuanji smiled and did not answer.

"Come on, you just kept pouring cold water."

The prisoner tiger couldn't help but complain, his words were full of disdain.

He disliked the old beggar very much.

In his eyes, the old immortal was more like Zhou Xuanji's master.

At this time, Zhou Xuanji took out the Tianwu Demon God, Nanming Demon God, Demon Ancestor, and Ji Huang Demon God.

The bodies of the four demon gods, with domineering figures and hideous faces, exuded endless evil spirits.

The old beggar's face changed, he didn't expect that Zhou Xuanji had obtained four demon **** clones.

"It seems that you have a lot of secrets. You can refine the four demon gods into clones. Such a method is rare."

If the old fairy said meaningfully, the old beggar was also looking at Zhou Xuanji.

Does this kid have other masters?

It was the first time that the prisoner tiger saw him take out the bodies of four demon gods at the same time.

With a wave of the old god's right hand, a huge black cauldron appeared in front of him, causing the prisoner tiger and the old beggar to retreat.

"With your clone into the tripod, it will be very painful, of course, I believe you can bear it."

The old immortal laughed softly, his serious expression disappeared, and he became kind again.

Zhou Xuanji nodded, and directly brought the four demon gods into the cauldron.

The prisoner tiger sat on the spot, and the old beggar looked at the old **** and said, "The previous matter has been agreed, don't forget it."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

The old **** stopped him and asked, "You don't care about Zhou Xuanji? He is also your apprentice. He has told me a lot about your relationship before. I can tell that he respects you very much."

Hearing this, the old beggar shuddered and stiffened.

He sighed and said, "I don't have a clone, I really can't do anything, what's more, with you here, you are also equivalent to his master."

After speaking, he left without hesitation.

He has so many disciples, but at a critical time, he can only take care of one.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Prison Tiger pouted and snorted, "It's not like I gave you the master directly as an apprentice."

He couldn't understand why the old beggar could leave Zhou Xuanji alone.

Could it be that there are other disciples more important than Zhou Xuanji?

The old fairy shook his head and smiled: "He is indeed a good teacher, more suitable than me."

The old beggar can communicate with his disciples with his true temperament, but he cannot.

Everyone is equal in his eyes.

Including Zhou Xuanji.

He just felt that Zhou Xuanji had the potential to go to the Kunlun Yuan Court.

The prisoner tiger glanced at the old immortal and muttered, "It's duplicitous."

Why was the old immortal not as good to him as Zhou Xuanji?

...

Zhou Xuanji and the bodies of the four demon gods came to a place where there were continuous volcanoes.

The thunderclouds were densely covered, and the majestic torrential rain fell, pouring out the surrounding flames, falling into the strips of magma, and rising bursts of scorched smoke.

Zhou Xuanji and the bodies of the demon gods were beaten by the rain, and he muttered to himself, "This is the world in the cauldron?"

He subconsciously looked at the staggered magma rivers next to him. Could it be that he had to rely on them to quench his body?

At this time, his face changed.

The rain became scalding hot, and Qiangruo's body was also reddened by the blow. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been scalded instantly.

He did not use immortal power to protect his body, but accepted it calmly.

Since it is body quenching, how can you resist!

The four demon **** clones also remained motionless, quietly enduring.

"Zhou Xuanji, fighting against fate and the way of heaven will be a road of no return for you, you will suffer unimaginable pain now, and you may even face the end of eternal loneliness, remember, you As much pain as you can bear, you can gain as much strength.”

The voice of the old immortal resounded through the heavens and the earth, majestic and indifferent, like the might of the day.

Zhou Xuanji did not answer, but took his words into his heart.

His black hair was soaked by the scalding rain, and he sat down with his knees crossed, running the world of the Buddha.

The old immortal began to talk about the sound of the avenue.

The rain is getting hotter.

In less than a while, Zhou Xuanji was dripping with blood, and the bodies of the four demon gods began to rip apart.

Even with the sound of the Great Dao ringing in his ears, Zhou Xuanji was still tormented by that extreme pain.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

Beyond the black tripod.

The old immortal sat on the threshold and sighed.

He once planned a perfect development path for Zhou Xuanji.

Unfortunately, he didn't count Zhou Xuanji's fate.

The prisoner tiger was beside him and asked, "Senior, what are his chances of defeating fate?"

The old immortal was silent for a moment, then replied, "If it were anyone else, there would be no chance of winning, but if it were him, it would be very slim."

The prisoner tiger was stunned and asked in surprise, "Why?"

Minimal sounds hopeless, but it represents a glimmer of hope.

"Because I trust him."

The old fairy smiled, his eyes caught in reminiscence.

He began to recall the time he spent with Zhou Xuanji.

...

In the vast starry sky.

The ancestors of the red lion and Xuantie Tianzun stood opposite each other, and the faces of both sides were cold.

"The enemy is outside~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you still want to fight inside?"

The ancestor of the red lion asked in a deep voice, his words were full of anger.

Xuantie Tianzun replied indifferently: "I am unwilling to destroy all gods and thousands of people. If you want to block, then you will cut off your position of heavenly sage. One less heavenly sage, we are stronger!"

When the voice fell, a black hole suddenly appeared behind him, and a shadow slowly stepped out.

That man looked exactly like Xuantie Tianzun, but his entire body was pitch black, like a shadow.

The face of the red lion ancestor changed dramatically, and he said in shock: "You actually used that power! Are you crazy!"

Xuantie Tianzun laughed wildly: "Red Lion! Haven't you seen it clearly? The way of heaven will be destroyed! Nine is the extreme number, fate has begun to interfere, and everything will be returned to reincarnation. The battle of the heavenly saints is the only one for you and me. vitality!"

After speaking, the entire starry sky turned into extreme darkness, and countless stars disappeared.

Xuantie Tianzun differentiated into countless clones, which were densely packed and surrounded the Red Lion ancestors.

The black figure quickly rose to a height of one million feet, looking down at the ancestor of the red lion.

The ancestor of the red lion took a deep breath, and a huge red lion head condensed on the top of his head, roaring in the dark void.

A golden light swept from the depths of the darkness at a very fast speed.

The ancestor of the red lion glanced at it, with a look of surprise on his face.

In the next second, he was suddenly moved, and hurriedly avoided the attack of this golden light.

"Yang Ling! What do you want to do!"

The ancestor of the red lion roared angrily, his voice trembling.

I saw Yangling Buddha sitting on the lotus seat, shining brightly.

He stared blankly at the ancestor of the Red Lion, and said, "Red Lion, you are too self-willed and will fall sooner or later. I will take you back and give you a chance to reincarnate in the next reincarnation."

The ancestor of the red lion almost exploded, this guy dared to betray him!

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