The golden palm collided with the mountain again, and the aftermath of the attack between the two was absorbed by the river of destiny. Even so, it still shocked the entire universe.

After all, this is the River of Destiny transformed into the Three Thousand Avenues. The other avenues are protected by the River of Destiny and are naturally not in danger. Only the Avenue of Strength and the Road of Earth are the main culprits of the shock, and the River of Destiny will naturally not protect them.

This has also caused many people, demons, and strong men of various other races who practice the two avenues in the outside world to feel unstable, as if a disaster is imminent.

boom!

There was another fierce collision. It seemed that they realized that they could not help each other, and the two actually mobilized stronger power.

Invisible fluctuations spread throughout the universe through the avenue. In the ancestral land of the Wu family, the Emperor's Bell, which was originally revived by Wu Tian's blood, suddenly disappeared in the bell tower.

The same scene also appeared in the Ji family who was guarding outside the secret realm. The Heavenly Emperor's armor lying in the ancestral land suddenly disappeared.

In the palace, after the uncle saw both sides summoning their weapons to conquer the world, especially when both sides actually appeared, he was so frightened that he directly took his body and got into the Imperial Holy Sword beside him.

"Brother, what are you doing!"

"Xiao Jiu, use Big Brother to hide. Big Brother can't bear the aftermath."

Looking at Xiao Jiu, who looked similar to the Ji family's Heavenly Emperor, the uncle quickly said: "It was my brother's fault in the first place. He shouldn't have caused trouble."

When Xiaojiu saw the old man who was almost like a child, he was speechless.

When they looked at each other, Wu Wenxuan, who was summoned from the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit, stared at Wu Tian who had turned into a ball of light.

You can tell the reason at a glance, it turns out this is the case!

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Bell floating nearby rang the nostalgic bell. After hearing the bell, Wu Wenxuan hurriedly turned his head. When he saw the rust spots on the clock, he said with a trace of guilt: "Old man, I have suffered so much for you."

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Because the soul of vengeance carries the spirit of his lifelong battle, even the Heavenly Emperor's weapon will be corroded.

Just when Wu Wenxuan was stroking the Heavenly Emperor's Bell, a figure stood suspended on the mountain.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't like to look up. Can you please come down?"

"cannot!"

In response, Wu Wenxuan just shook his head and sighed slowly.

With just one breath, he shattered the mountain where his Dao Fruit was manifested, causing Ji Kun to fall down.

As both Heavenly Emperors, the gap shouldn't be so big. It's just that he is just a wisp of remaining Tao Yun, while Wu Wenxuan has the power of blood, so there is naturally a gap in combat power.

"Xiao Kunkun, you are not good!"

"Damn, you've been dead for so long, how come you still remember this title?"

Originally, the uncle was worried about the consequences of a repeat of the road, but he didn't know that the two people who had been fighting before were actually talking face to face, and there was no atmosphere of fighting.

At this moment, Wu Wenxuan waved to the palace and said: "You have three seconds to appear, or I will expel your mark from the body of my descendant."

"No, God, please show mercy!"

The uncle didn't care much and went straight to the river of destiny. Wu Tian was the only suitable young man he had been looking for for many years.

Looking at the old man with only the tip of the sword, Wu Wenxuan's eyes flashed back to the old man's previous experiences, and finally he said: "So that's it. It seems like a new Taoist friend will appear again?"

Ji Kun stared at the uncle closely and said, "I really want to remember you. You were the one who persuaded me not to follow the path of swordsmanship!"

Now that the words have been spoken, the uncle naturally no longer hides it. He nods generously and admits: "Yes, because I noticed that you are not suitable for kendo."

Who would have thought that when he opened his mouth, Xiao Jiu in the palace couldn't help it anymore and rushed out directly: "Nonsense, you are obviously scared!"

Wu Wenxuan and Ji Kun were not interested in their quarrel.

"He actually still has your Tao Yun in him. Is this your back-up plan?"

Facing Wu Wenxuan's doubts, Ji Kun nodded, and then said: "Yes, I thought that future generations could use this power to purify their own bloodline, but I didn't know that they would abandon their roots to chase the bottom."

"Those inheritances were originally just made by me casually. It's a pity, it's such a pity."

As he spoke, Ji Kun stared at Ji Xingwen who was climbing the mountain for a few times, and finally shook his head and looked at Ji Linglong on the other side.

The bloodline of future generations is actually so low, compared to Wu Tian, ​​they are like fireflies and bright moons.

"That's not right. Logically speaking, you won't leave any means to purify your bloodline. Why is this kid's bloodline so pure!"

After thinking of something, Ji Kun couldn't help showing a solemn expression.

Wu Wenxuan smiled and said: "Don't think about it, I won't do that. As for why, don't you know how to see it yourself?"

With just one glance, Ji Kun was stunned. It was a miracle that such a person could survive. Thinking of this, he turned to look at the uncle who was still arguing.

Existence is reasonable!

Wu Wenxuan stared at Ji Kun and said: "Long time no see, let's have a fight!"

At this time, Ji Kun may have noticed something and said with a smile: "You can do it if you want me to, but I want him to make a marriage contract with my descendants!"

"I can't control this. Besides, little Kunkun, do you think that if I call you "Fellow Taoist" you will be able to float?"

"Don't underestimate me just because of my seniority. No matter what, I am also the last human emperor!"

Ji Kun became angry and immediately triggered a huge wave. Seeing that the huge wave was about to overturn the whole world, chaos would return.

Wu Wenxuan snorted coldly, and then the Heavenly Emperor's Bell rang, and the bell wave calmed the huge waves.

Facing Wu Wenxuan, who was holding his hands behind his back and using only his legs, Ji Kun was no longer calm. He was wearing the Heavenly Emperor's armor beside him, and then his disillusioned figure solidified again. The battle between the two came and went quickly.

The fight obviously lasted a long time, but to the outside world, it only lasted a moment.

"The Holy Sword can give you offspring, but you must make a marriage contract, otherwise it will never be given to you!"

Ji Kun covered his head and spoke stubbornly. At this time, Wu Wenxuan said helplessly: "I can't make the decision. This child is separated from me by tens of millions of years. Otherwise, when he wakes up, you can ask him yourself!"

"Forget it, when he wakes up, the day lily will be cold." At this point, Ji Kun raised the holy sword, pretending to throw it into the river of fate.

At this time, the uncle said impatiently: "No, no, the Emperor of Heaven has something to say. If I leave this, Xiao Jiu will disappear!"

The origin of swordsmanship divided into nine parts is not only important to the uncle, but also to Wu Tian.

In response, the uncle could only look at Wu Wenxuan as if asking for help: "Only we can save Wu Tian, ​​Emperor of Heaven!"

"Okay, I agree!"

Helpless, Wu Wenxuan could only nod in agreement, and Ji Kun quickly said: "Then you quickly make an engagement with me."

Seeing Wu Tian reshaping his body at the bottom of the river, Wu Wenxuan had no choice but to make a marriage contract with Ji Kun, and the agreement between the two slowly flowed into the present along with the river.

As for the objects that bear the marriage contract between the two, they can only be artifacts from the same era. Seeing this, Wu Wenxuan washed the Heavenly Emperor Bell in his hand clean with the water of the River of Destiny, and then said: "Go and stay with him."

The Heavenly Emperor's Bell also emitted a sad chime, and finally turned into Wu Tian's left earring to silently protect him.

Ji Kun on the other side also said to the holy sword in his hand: "I'm sorry."

After saying that, he took Xiao Jiu out of the sword and finally threw it to Wu Tian at the bottom of the river without looking at it. When he saw the old man, he hurriedly followed.

After all, he was the one who guided Wu Tian, ​​and he didn't want to be taken over by a dove.

The Holy Sword of the Imperial Way suddenly became dimmed without the origin of the sword. However, when Ji Kun inspired the Tao Yun in it, although it lost the power of the Holy Sword, it gained the magnanimity of the Emperor of the Earth.

Glancing at Ji Xingwen who was still climbing, he sighed slightly, and finally chose to throw the sword to Ji Linglong.

However, he still lowered his head and said to the Heavenly Emperor Armor on his body: "Go and train him well, at least let him continue the bloodline of the Ji family."

After doing all this, Ji Kun wanted to disappear, but Wu Wenxuan on the side shook his head at him.

After a while, the two of them turned into Dao Fruit again, and the river of destiny returned to the depths of time and space.
Chapter completed!