Chapter Three Hundred and Fortieth: Is the Patriarch a Reckless Hero?
Zhang Xuansheng complained in his heart that Long Aotian is not reliable no matter how you look at it!
You shouldn't tell it about Qiuqiu, it definitely doesn't seem to be able to hold back!
I was always worried that Long Aotian would mess up the house. Who knew that the good guy would just dismantle it. I wonder if my master would be satisfied if he would reinstall it later.
At this time, Zhang Xuansheng's friends were nervous when they saw him coming.
At the same time, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as Zhang Xuansheng came, everything would be easy to solve.
"Brother Xuansheng, your great demon, the God-Feng Sect, is a little thrust. It's probably the peak realm of the Immortal Lord. Can you handle it?"
Before leaving, Ling Zihan must confirm it first.
They are now relying on the remaining sealing power in the God-Sealing Sect and gathering everyone's cultivation to barely resist it. If they take a step back and let the guy rush out, they will never be able to push the other party back.
"My junior brother, do you gain something after you retreat this time?"
Ye Pianfeng asked with concern, not forgetting to exert his efforts in his hands.
"Hey, Brother Xuansheng, why are you still in the realm of creation? You won't be able to break through the fairyland, no, no, no?"
After Ling Moxue sensed Zhang Xuansheng's cultivation level, she felt a little surprised.
It wasn't that she was really used to practicing Yin-Yang Technique, but after hearing that Senior Brother Xuansheng went into seclusion, she thought he had found a good way to break through. She might have to sweep the world with her peerless cultivation.
As a result, when I saw Senior Brother Xuansheng, I found that the other party was still in the formidable state, but his temperament seemed to have changed slightly.
How to say it, Senior Brother Xuansheng used to be that kind of fairy-like temperament and peerless temperament.
Now, in addition to this, it seems that there is more stability and vicissitudes inside.
"Xuansheng, now look at me, how do I compare to the Saint of Western Lu?"
Liu Hongfeng is still wearing a red dress, but Zhang Xuansheng feels that the other party's charm has been much more powerful. It is not a change in appearance, but a strange sense of dreaminess that affects people's hearts.
Zhang Xuansheng felt that the appearance system was still a bit of a thing. Oh, if it could be used by himself, then wouldn’t he take off directly?
"Zheng Sheng Zhenren, stop talking about the past, the little monk can't stand it anymore!"
Huiming was sweating heavily and was a little anxious. He was the worst in the group of systemic people. Now he was only in the True Immortal Realm, just because he was not obsessed with doing the biggest good things.
If you do one good every day, no matter how big or small the good is, you will do it when you see it, so there are not many attribute points obtained.
Zhang Xuansheng looked at the familiar but hadn't seen him for a long time, smiled and said, "Get away, I'm fine."
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and left the sky above the Shenfeng Gate.
At Zhang Xuansheng's instructions, Long Aotian also let go and retreated. Zhang Xuansheng was afraid that the guys inside the Shenfeng Sect would work hard later and directly shatter Long Aotian.
His thoughts of going to the upper realm became stronger and stronger. As long as creatures like Qiuqiu and Long Aotian could reach a suitable environment, they would definitely be a thousand miles a day, but they were entrusted to the Jiuxiao World. The current situation was not enough to improve.
"boom--"
Accompanied by the loud noise of the sky, gravel splashed above the Shenxian Gate, and only a moment of smoke and dust rose, it was dispersed by the creatures in it.
A strong wind spread from the center of the Shenfeng Gate, the clouds in the sky were shut away, and the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual power.
"Yu Xiaoyao——"
The sound penetrates the world, as if it reveals the ultimate hatred, and a faint feeling.
Zhang Xuansheng looked closely and saw that after the smoke dissipated, the one standing in the air was a charming woman with a human body and a snake tail on the lower body.
Is this the ancient demon master? The existence that Beihai once wanted to rescue?
He also said that it is a unique rare race that is hard to find in all worlds, and it is overwhelming the demon race.
Isn't this a snake girl?
Although it's really tempting.
Ahem...
But Yu Xiaoyao, that should be the name of his ancestor. Why does he feel that there is a story?
My ancestor, can he be a grassroots hero?
The ancient demon lord had just escaped from the trap and was about to move forward the next moment, as if he hadn't reacted yet. The person in front of him was no longer Yu Xiaoyao.
Because the time of the sealed person has been stagnant in the secret technique of the God-Sealing Sect, she probably felt that she had fought with Yu Xiaoyao again the last moment.
But when she was halfway through the action, she saw Zhang Xuansheng standing in front of her and paused.
Who is this young man who is more handsome than Yu Xiaoyao?
The move of the angry move stopped when it was less than three feet away from Zhang Xuansheng. Zhang Xuansheng looked calm and held the sword hilt of the Zixiao Sword with one hand.
"Dare you ask what is this senior called?"
Zhang Xuansheng asked with a smile, and now the North Sea demon clan has surrendered. Although this ancient demon lord is not a person from this era, she is still partially bound when all the races in the North Sea have made a vow of heaven and earth.
Besides, if the great disaster has arrived today, it is not the time for civil strife again. If he can calm down, he will not have to kill the other party.
And maybe the other party has some indefinite relationship with his ancestor?
The ancient demon lord stopped and looked at Zhang Xuansheng quietly. A little confused flashed in his eyes and said in silence: "My name is Dao Ji, what era is it now?"
She obviously realized that she might have been sealed for a long time.
"It has been about three million years since the senior was sealed. Now is the time when the great catastrophe of heaven and earth comes again."
Zhang Xuansheng explained that when the few people flying in the sky saw Daoji coming out, they did not kill everyone, and they all fell beside Zhang Xuansheng.
But Zhang Xuansheng was savoring the other party’s name in his heart, Dao Ji?
If you think about it carefully, what the Demon Lord once said to him is not unreasonable.
Isn’t a human head and a snake body the Tao?
If you look closely, the Daoji in front of you is still different from the existing snake girl in Beihai. The color of the scales on her lower body will change inexplicably, as if each color vaguely exudes different Taoist rules.
"Is that... it seems that guy has ascended..." Dao Ji looked a little melancholy, and then asked, "Who is the leader of Beihai now?"
Zhang Xuansheng replied: "It is led by Jin Lieyang of the Jinwu clan and is a qualified demon lord."
At the same time, he also asked Doudou, who had sneaked into his arms, to send a text message to the demon master, asking the other party to take his ancestor back.
Who knew that after hearing this, Ji sneered and said, "Is it qualified? He sold all the races to the human race as lackeys, which is also considered qualified?"
She could feel the power of the vows that faintly descended on her, and she was extremely dissatisfied with the contemporary North Sea Demon Clan.
"It's you, you forced Beihai to sign such a treaty?"
Chapter completed!