The Three Worlds

boom!

Wen Moqing jumped up, and when he rushed out, the endless demonic energy swept away and turned into a black storm, instantly covering Taoist Fire Dragon.

"Demon sect thief, don't bully the dragon too much!"

When a loud shout came out, the Fire Dragon Taoist was furious, and he frantically used fire magic powers one after another.

However, his killing moves were completely inadequate in front of Wen Moqing.

After a few rounds, he began to feel exhausted.

"Old monster, help me quickly!"

Taoist Huolong looked miserable and roared hastily.

However, at this time, outside the mountain, an old man carrying a turtle cauldron was running extremely fast because of the wind at his feet.

"Brother Dao, just hold on, I'll go bring you reinforcements right now!"

The old monster is not stupid.

As early as when the Holy Lord of the Demon Cult suppressed the Fire Dragon Taoist with one blow, he had the intention to retreat in his heart.

He looked at it from a distance, but even before he got close, he could feel the terrifying demonic power released from the opponent's body, which meant that the opponent's strength was much more terrifying than he imagined.

He is here to beat the autumn wind.

He didn’t come all the way to give someone away.

Since he knew that he was unbeatable and invincible, he would definitely take the blame and run away.

As soon as the old monster left, the fire dragon was stunned.

At the beginning, we agreed to surround and suppress the demon sect's thieves, but unexpectedly, the leader of your immortal sect actually ran away secretly.

hateful!

shameful!

Hateful!

Taoist Huolong looked up to the sky and roared.

His eyes were filled with despair.

At this moment, he was the only one left.

He couldn't run away even if he wanted to.

At the end of the sky, rounds of black sun exuding world-destroying power erupted crazily, completely blocking all Taoist Fire Dragon's escape routes.

"Marquis Shenwu, help me!"

Taoist Huolong's last hope can only be placed on Marquis Shenwu.

But at this time, Marquis Shenwu stood frozen on the spot, his heart beating wildly, his pupils shrinking, and unimaginable fear on his face.

In front of him, at some point, a figure appeared in front of him.

Xian Zhantian came through the air, fell down in one step, and appeared in front of Marquis Shenwu.

"you know me?"

His voice was calm, as if he was asking casually.

However, at this moment, there was a thunderous roar in Marquis Shenwu's mind.

"Yes, it's you!"

Marquis Shenwu gritted his teeth, and a huge, independent figure reflected in his eyes.

This figure is aloof and despises everything.

"It seems that you know me!"

Although Xian Zhantian integrated everything of this powerful man, this powerful man was forcibly awakened by him in a sealed state.

Therefore, his memory was partially missing.

"you……"

Just as Marquis Shenwu was about to say something, suddenly, a terrifying giant hand descended from the sky and directly picked up his figure.

"You don't need to tell me, I'll check the memory myself!"

When an extremely domineering voice sounded, a finger suddenly reached out and pressed on the head of Marquis Shenwu.

He couldn't resist at all, he just felt like he was penetrated by endless thunder.

My whole body went limp.

All power was lost.

Immediately afterwards, a giant hand appeared in his mind, quickly flipping through his memories.

He wanted to hide something, but in front of this terrifying giant hand, all hiding was just a futile struggle.

In just one encounter, the power of thunder exploded, shattering everything and directly defeating his soul defense.

All his information was read by Xian Zhantian.

"It turns out that my predecessor was the Wumen Tianzong, and Wumen was destroyed by the Zhongzhou Holy Dynasty two thousand years ago."

After Xian Zhantian saw this piece of information, his expression remained Gu Jing's unwavering expression.

He didn't care at all about the so-called Wu Sect. Since it was destroyed, it proved that they deserved this disaster in their lives.

If this Wumen was still alive, he would naturally protect him, but now that he has disappeared for two thousand years, there is no need to trace anything further.

As for the things that the Zhongzhou Holy Dynasty did, Xian Zhantian didn't even have the slightest hatred in his heart. The weak preyed on the strong. This was the standard rule of survival no matter which world it was placed in.

At most, when we bump into this Zhongzhou Holy Dynasty in the future, we can teach him a lesson or two.

Anyway, he has no intention of making a special trip to the Zhongzhou Holy Palace. Of course, the premise is that the other party knows the situation and does not think that he is the boss of the emperor and takes the initiative to provoke him.

If it was the latter, then he could guarantee that the final fate of this Zhongzhou Holy Dynasty would be the same as that of Wumen two thousand years ago.

Click!

Xian Zhan Tianfan read the memories of Marquis Shenwu, and when he was about to stop, he suddenly discovered something, and a burning light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

"Eh... your son of Lord Shenwu is a genius?"

A playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In Marquis Shenwu's memory, I saw a very interesting guy.

"Xianmen, let's practice swordsmanship...who could this be?"

Xian Zhantian whispered softly.

"Su Chen?"

This was the first name that flashed through his mind.

But soon, he shook his head.

"Probably not. This style is not like Su Chen's!"

He read the memory of Lord Shenwu after he appeared in the Immortal Sect, and after making some judgments, he was sure that the guy practicing in the Immortal Sect was definitely not Su Chen.

"Since it's not Su Chen, it could be Gu Heng or Jun Yixiao."

For the time being, he couldn't tell which of the two people it was.

After all, whether it was Gu Heng or Jun Yixiao, they both had very terrible talents, and they were both born in extraordinary families. It was normal for them to master amazing swordsmanship.

"Gu Heng, who has the body of ten thousand ways, is he going to take the path of sword cultivation this time?"

Xian Zhantian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Or, is this guy Jun Yixiao, another son of destiny of the human race, who can measure the nine states with one sword?"

He thought for a moment and was shocked.

Xian Zhantian thought of a very terrible thing.

"If I remember correctly, when the Human Emperor was young, he was also a sword master, and he also forged the Human Emperor Sword and spread it all over the world!"

Boom!

He shook all over, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying momentum, which directly shook the golden body of the Divine Martial Marquis away.

"This..."

Shenwu Hou's face was full of fear.

He thought that the Wumen Tianzong in front of him must have seen the memory of the imperial court's siege of Wumen, which made him furious, and he must hate himself in his heart.

"It seems that this Dharma body will fall here today."

Shenwu Hou's heart was full of despair and extreme fear.

However, he never expected that at this moment, Xian Zhantian calmed down and actually smiled at him.

"Don't worry, I won't destroy your Dharma body."

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