"Who?"

The soul-moving old demon asked, besides Zhou Xuanji, this was the first time he heard Zhou Pu describe someone like that.

Zhou Fu's eyes flickered, and said: "The identity of that person cannot be said, otherwise in the future, I will not be able to control his fate. I can only say that when this person comes out, any genius will be eclipsed. There are very few people who are comparable to him."

The old demon who moved the soul frowned, and his curiosity was aroused.

Who is it?

This person is inconspicuous now, which means that he does not belong to the existence on the Supreme List.

He was lost in thought.

"The holy ghost was taken away by Zhou Xuanji, that thing can't be left to him. When my subordinates find Zhou Xuanji's whereabouts, you can deal with him personally. Remember, you can only deal with them, not kill them. I will help you to capture them. Go the holy ghost, the holy ghost can only be my pet."

Zhou Pu continued to instruct, and before he knew it, he had already faced the old soul-moving demon in the attitude of a superior.

"If we get the holy ghost, we can forcefully break into Yuan Court and capture Daohu."

The old soul-moving demon who was about to burst out instantly calmed down.

His goal has always been Daohu.

He wanted to shred Daohu with his own hands, so he joined Zhou Pu.

"it is good!"

The old demon who moved the soul agreed, and then Zhou Pu waved his hand, indicating that he could go down.

Before leaving, the old demon who moved the soul asked, "If you are asked to deal with Nanmu Tianyi, can you be sure?"

Nanmu Tianyi, the vein master of Tianyi Divine Vessel, belongs to the upper class in strength among the supreme vein masters.

This person is of the same generation as the Supreme Being, looking at the heavens, and strategizing.

"This old guy is very insidious. He is obviously not afraid of holy ghosts, but he has to pretend to be afraid, inciting the gods to make things difficult for the gods. To deal with him, I can't use strength. I have my own way."

Zhou Fu replied, mentioning Nanmu Tianyi, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The soul-moving old demon snorted coldly, turned and walked into the darkness.

Zhou Pu continued to ponder, wondering what he was thinking.

The cold light in his eyes flickered in the hall, like a star in the night sky.

...

Fang Yuancheng, in a certain courtyard.

A squat old man stood in front of a group of prisoners, and he looked proudly at the group of prisoners.

The captives were both nervous and expectant.

Because they all came from the universe, in order to enter the Kunlun Yuan Court, they chose to be prisoners, and everything was willing.

One of them was Venerable Dao Jing.

In the universe of Tiandao, the saint of Tiandao who left first.

At the beginning, he focused on cultivating Zhou Xuanji. After leaving the universe, he spent many years in the virtual realm. Emperor Tian paid off, and he finally met the creatures from the Kunlun Yuan Court.

In order to seize the opportunity, he was willing to be demoted to slavery.

As long as he enters the Kunlun Yuan Court, he has infinite hope.

"You are all slaves who entered the Kunlun Yuan Court for the first time. Your responsibilities have been told you, don't feel hard, as long as you are willing to work hard, there is hope that you will soar to the sky. There was a slave from the lower realm hundreds of years ago. He was chosen, showed his talent, rose strongly, and in just a few hundred years, he has become the supreme candidate."

The chunky old man opened his mouth and said, all the slaves took a deep breath.

To reach such heights in just a few hundred years?

Their understanding of Kunlun Yuan Court is very one-sided, such as Supreme, Shenmai, Yuancheng.

Venerable Daojing's eyes showed a look of anticipation, and he would also become that kind of existence.

From the master of a universe to being reduced to a prisoner, he was indeed a little uncomfortable, but he has been trying to persuade himself.

"There is a chance that people who work neatly will be selected by me and sold to the gods, and maybe one day they will be favored by the great master."

The chunky old man continued. After speaking, he waved his right hand and put all the slaves into his sleeve.

He turned and walked out of the courtyard.

...

Qingjiantian, the Temple of Cultivation.

Zhou Xuanji condensed the sixteenth Taoist flower.

Under the guidance of Daoyin of the Little Supreme, in just one year, he condensed three Dao flowers.

Now his cultivation base has reached the realm of the sixteenth grade flower of the Taoist ancestor.

Little Supreme praised: "Your swordsmanship is self-created, very pure, and has great potential. It seems that you can really become the first Supreme Sword Emperor."

There have been many supreme beings through the ages, but there is no one who has become a supreme being by means of swordsmanship.

In the eyes of all sentient beings, the sword is something outside the body after all.

The higher the cultivation base, the more attention paid to oneself.

Zhou Xuanji answered without opening his eyes, "That's necessary."

The little supreme smiled.

After being together for a year, he no longer despises Zhou Xuanji so much, on the contrary, he still finds many advantages in Zhou Xuanji.

"Cultivation is the foundation. Although you have mastered the Eye of Destruction, you can perfectly control its power, but if your cultivation is strong enough, you will definitely be able to explode into a stronger power."

Little Supreme said with a smile, his eyes wandered, thinking of any other way to quickly help Zhou Xuanji strengthen.

At this time, Chang Xiyan's voice came from outside the hall: "Master, there is Tianjiao in the Beiyou Divine Vein to challenge you, are you going to fight?"

The supreme competition has already begun. As the most famous Tianjiao nowadays, Zhou Xuanji is naturally the target.

He immediately got up, took back the small supreme sword, and walked out of the cultivation hall.

Under the leadership of Chang Xiyan, he left Qingjiantian and came to the void of evil spirits.

The other party was a young man wearing a blue silk and purple robe~lightnovelpub.net~ Yushu Linfeng, holding a folding fan, expressionless, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed a little impatient.

He has been waiting for a long time.

Afraid of disturbing Zhou Xuanji's cultivation, Chang Xiyan also waited outside the hall for a long time.

Seeing Zhou Xuanji and Chang Xiyan flying over, the purple-robed youth snorted coldly, "Zhou Xuanji, you really made me wait, come on, fight with all your might!"

He directly burst out with his own momentum, surpassing Daozu.

A full eight Hongtian cultivation base!

Chang Xiyan frowned, feeling that the other party was very rude.

This kind of cultivation base came to look for Zhou Xuanji as a stepping stone, and it really smeared the Beiyou Divine Vessel.

Zhou Xuanji nodded calmly, purple light flashing in his eyes.

Chang Xiyan immediately hid in the distance, not to disturb his fight.

Countless Taoist thoughts swept over, paying attention to Zhou Xuanji's first supreme battle.

The purple-robed youth immediately opened the folding fan and waved towards Zhou Xuanji.

Countless secluded winds turned into blizzards and attacked Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the eyes of the God of Destruction shot out, condensing two purple lights to destroy the blizzard, covering the purple-robed youth.

In an instant, the purple-robed youth widened his eyes, unable to move.

"how is this possible……"

The purple-robed young man was dripping with cold sweat. He knew that Ding Mie's eyes were powerful, so he kept on guard, but he didn't expect that even so, he still said.

Second defeat!

At this moment, he felt those divine thoughts, and he wished to die on the spot.

What a shame!

Zhou Xuanji shook his head and smiled, turned and flew towards Qingjiantian.

Chang Xiyan followed closely, she blinked her eyes, somewhat unexpected.

too fast!

When Zhou Xuanji and the others disappeared, the power of Dingxing Divine Light dissipated, and the purple-robed youth resumed action.

He was ashamed and wanted to leave like this, but he felt too humiliated.

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