Sword spirit, fuse the evil green sword, yellow sword, purple sword, red sword, red sword, yellow sword, blue sword, evil orange sword.

Zhou Xuanji ordered in his heart while flying with his sword.

With his current cultivation level, he would not spend too much time on his return to Zhongshenzhou across two states.

Looking at Shen Cliff, he is already the largest existence.

There is no need to be as timid as before.

Ding! Now start to merge the evil green sword, evil yellow sword, evil purple sword, evil red sword, evil red sword, evil blue sword, evil orange sword! Please wait patiently!

The sound of the sword spirit sounded, and it took time to merge the seven-color evil sword, and he could afford to wait.

He continued to move forward.

Seven days later.

He left Qingxuanzhou and came to another state.

A state in the Great Thousand World is much larger than the Northern Wilderness Region, and Qingxuanzhou is smaller than Zhongshenzhou.

It was very easy to stop and find out about the news.

This day.

He suddenly stopped. There was a wasteland around him, with sparse trees, and clamors came from the front. Dozens of monks were besieging a black lion.

The black lion's shoulders are ten feet tall, with strong muscles, extremely powerful image, and quick movements, avoiding the attacks of the monks.

Zhou Xuanji was attracted by the black lion because he could feel the smell of heavenly grace in the black lion.

When he ascended to Emperor Zheng, he was baptized by the grace of heaven.

This black lion has only the cultivation level of a two-tribol scattered immortal, so why does it smell like the kindness of heaven?

The most important thing is that this black lion does not transform.

This monster is really strong!

Catch him and you can't let it run away anymore.

This dog often comes to challenge us, so this time you can't let it go!

We can die!

Yes, waste it!

The monks gritted their teeth, but the black lion seemed very quiet.

Zhou Xuanji hides his body and watches quietly.

After another incense stick of time.

The black lion spoke and cursed: Do you guys do you want to fight like this? Did I just steal some of you?

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks became even more angry.

Something is something? Our sect is almost empty by you!

An old man was furious and trembled all over.

The other monks' eyes were red, and they tried their best to kill the black lion.

Zhou Xuanji shook his head and laughed, preparing to leave.

At this moment, the black lion suddenly roared.

roar

This lion roar was astonishing as the earth, and the earth swayed violently, and dozens of monks who besieged it were stunned.

Zhou Xuanji was also shocked and his blood was surging, and he widened his eyes.

Can the second tribulation fairy be so powerful?

He inspected carefully again.

The black lion began to explore the figures of the monks, and soon walked away all their storage ring storage bags.

It swayed its butt and walked away proudly.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly fell in front of him.

The black lion was so scared that he jumped back and shouted in a deep voice: Who are you?

Zhou Xuanji stared at it and asked: What is your origin?

The black lion was furious and roared directly, as shocking as before.

Zhou Xuanji's face remained unchanged and he was still staring at it.

The black lion was stunned for a moment, then fell into horror.

While retreating, it gritted its teeth and asked: What the hell do you want to do?

Zhou Xuanji took out the Zhenyan Sword, used all things to return to the Yuan Dynasty, and sucked it in front of him. The Zhenyan Sword pierced into its body, causing it to scream in pain.

Tell me your origin.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and said, pressing the black lion's head with his right hand, pressing it to the ground and unable to rotate.

The black lion was timid and replied subconsciously: My name is the black lion, and I was born with the luck of heaven.

It suddenly widened its lion's eyes, with timidity in its eyes.

Under Zhou Xuanji's threat, it revealed its true identity.

The black orifice is transformed by the fortune of the heavenly way. The original deity's strength has reached the early stage of the true god of the heavenly way, but it is proficient in pretending, suppressing the smell to the second tribulation of scattered immortals, confusing the enemy.

Zhou Xuanji asked speechlessly: Is it interesting to play with the weak?

The Black Cauldron Linglong Lion hummed: Bullying the strong is the end of this.

Zhou Xuanji was silent and felt that it made sense.

Do you have a master? If not, just hang out with me.

Zhou Xuanji stared at it and sent an invitation.

The black orifice Linglong Lion was angry and said: Who are you? What qualifications do you have to let me follow you!

Zhou Xuanji replied: My name is Zhou Xuanji, have you heard of it?

More than three hundred magical swords emerged behind him out of thin air, spinning at high speed, extremely spectacular, and the black orifice Linglong Lion was dumbfounded.

After a while.

It suddenly lowered its head and shouted: Pay homage to the master!

How come it has never heard of Zhou Xuanji's name?

The youngest first-rate emperor!

The ten-turn golden immortal can reach the immortal realm of separation and extinction.

His talent is as strong as a fool.

Zhou Xuanji smiled, sat directly on its back, took back the sword of Mantra, and ordered: Go to Zhongshenzhou.

The black orifice Linglong lion immediately stepped in and seemed very excited.

It asked vigilantly: Master, what is your current state?

According to the rumored narrative, Zhou Xuanji may have reached the middle stage of Lixu Jinxian, otherwise how could he suppress it?

Zhou Xuanji quietly replied: The true god of heaven, happy.

The black orifice Linglong lion stared at once again, and the lion's body shook.

Five days later.

Zhou Xuanji and the Black Cauldron Linglong Lion finally flew into Zhongshenzhou. As soon as they entered Zhongshenzhou, the third-grade immortal order began to tremble.

He took out the third-grade immortal order, and the voice of Laojun from Xingchen came out.

The third-grade immortal general Zhou Xuanji quickly went to the divine palace to meet the Lord of All Gods.

The black orifice Linglong Lion was stunned and asked in surprise: Are you a third-grade immortal general?

It fell into chaos.

If it remembers correctly, Zhou Xuanji is not yet two hundred years old.

Not only is he a first-class emperor, but he also has achieved the perfect cultivation of the true god of heaven.

The most incredible thing is that he is also a third-grade immortal general!

It was ecstatic in its heart that only with such a master could there be a future!

Zhou Xuanji nodded and then took the black orifice Linglong lion to the sky.

He used his fairy power to wrap the black orifice Linglong lion.

In less than five breaths, he moved to the ninth level of heaven.
To be continued...