Zhongzhou is away from Tianzhou, and across the distance of more than a dozen states, the warships of the Tianzong sect must continue to fly for seven days in order to rush back.

Switching to a big master, continuous non-stop flight can not be done, it is too expensive, at least ten days to arrive.

In exchange for the top grade Wu Sheng, it is necessary to rush over in the first month, the next product Wu Sheng will take three months, the existence of the Wu Emperor will take six months to one year.

When I thought about it, Xiao Chen started from Qi Tianzong and felt that the shortcut to Luozhou took about half a year.

Today, the world is still the world, the world has not changed, but it has become smaller in his eyes.

This is the rise in strength, the increase in the horizons, the difference in height, and the world in the eyes will be different.

I don't know, what is the difference between the heaven and the earth that he saw at this time and the Emperor Wu, and what is the difference between those who are supreme.

Seven days later, the injury on Xiao Chen’s body has completely recovered, and the whole person has returned to the peak.

The flashing precision of the eyes makes people feel a strong shock. Even after the war, he did nothing, but his own temperament changed invisibly.

Every move, there is a natural master style, if not the young face, in all likelihood, people are mistaken for the bad old man of eighty or ninety years old.

The realm of Xiao Chen’s present is the performance of the peak of the great teacher. If there is another creation, it will be the level of the emperor.

The quasi-emperor has already been with the emperor, and any place is counted as a man of the wind, and every move can stir the situation.

Returning to the truth, the master's style, has moved toward a higher level of temperament, the heart of the emperor, outsiders can not see.

"Xiao Chen's younger brother, Yu Tiancheng has fallen. You will take care of you despite all the hard work and understanding of this trip."

The warship hovered over the sky, and Shui Lingling and Xiao Chen said.

Trivial things?

Xiao Chen’s thoughts were like electricity. He quickly guessed what Shu Lingling meant. He couldn’t stay in Tianzong for a long time, and he had to depart for Tianxing Island.

The disciples who Zong is willing to leave with him are also better. Shui Lingling said that this should be the case.

"Then there is a master of labor."

Shui Lingling said: "Yue Chen is a few people, but I told you very early, but the procedures are complicated and involve a lot of rules. I am afraid it will take some time."

Xiao Chen still has some concerns: "These people left me when I left, and I was afraid of a big loss to Zong."

Shui Lingling smiled softly: "There is no loss. The medicinal herbs refining your blood have not been used up until today. I don't know how many elite disciples have been cast for Zongmen. Compared to these, it is really nothing."

Among the gods in the sky, the gods absorbed by them are several times more than the geniuses of other ethnic groups.

The situation in which Tian Tianzong is prosperous now is closely related to him.

Without the medicinal herbs of his blood refining, there would not be so many elite disciples, and quickly reach the realm of Wu Sheng.

With the explanation of Shui Lingling, Xiao Chen was relieved. After the two separated, Xiao Chen went straight to the largest inn in the city.

As the central city of Tiantian, Qitiancheng, except for the inner city, can only enter the Zongmen children. In addition to the Tiantian sects, most of them are the warriors who came from other places.

Streets and streets are bustling.

Among the inns, the business is hot and full of seats. The voices are loud, noisy, and listen to them. All the things they talk about are all about the Feng Wang Sheng Dian.

The news spread very quickly. Now all the warriors in Tianwu domain have known that Xiao Chen won the king of Qinglongwang.

The five supremely gathered in Tianwu, let Xiao Chen's Feng Wang Sheng Dian, once again radiated, the entire Kunlun mainland has been talking about this matter.

The Qinglong King, who has been dusted for thousands of years, once again appeared in the eyes of the world. On the stage of the King of the Kings, the process of the undulating kings was even more varied.

Xiao Chen stood outside the inn, and the green shirt moved with the wind, sinking and screaming, and stepped forward.

Who is sent by Huang Quantu, the answer will be known soon.

Walked through the first floor, walked across the second floor, walked through the third floor, Xiao Chen did not go up, found an empty table and sat down.

If you want a dish, you will drink and eat meat, and you will not be anxious at all.

Since the other party said that the biggest inn in the city is looking for him, then when he enters the inn, he will notice it.

If it is really the person he guessed in his heart, I want to prevent him from discovering that there are too many ways to do it, so just wait for it.

"Oh, Xiao brother, congratulations, the success of Feng Wang!"

I don't know when the guests on the third floor are all gone.

When Xiao Chen raised his head, he had already sat down on the opposite side, a blue gown, and a long sword on his back. The corner of his mouth still hangs with a smile that has remained unchanged for a long time.

Chu Chaoyun, Huang Quantu, it really is this person to send!

I haven't seen it for many years, Chu Chaoyun is as old as ever, no matter how it changes, it can give people a relaxed face.

Today, the mystery of this person, Xiao Chen still can not see through.

For many years, the cultivation of Chu Chaoyun has reached the realm of the master-level Wu Sheng.

At this moment, Xiao Chenxiu is soaring, and his strength is leaping forward. Looking at the Chu Chaoyun, which is close at hand, there is no grasp of victory.

The other party is not far away, giving people the feeling, but it is chaotic. It seems that the distance between the darkness and the light is intertwined by a starry sky, and the rhyme has a unique sword.

"Where is your picture, where did it come from?" Xiao Chen opened the door and asked directly.

Chu Chaoyun does not seem to want to talk nonsense. He took a sip of the wine: "In the Cangjie world, you should have seen someone who is similar to your long six or seven points, and will also be the exclusive martial arts of the Qinglong Wuhun."

Xiao Chen’s heart was moving, his look was unchanged, and he nodded and said that he had seen it.

"The picture was found from him."

"Is it from him? You are funny, this person is definitely stronger than you. Just let you search this picture. When is he dead?"

"Oh, he is really dead..."

Xiao Chen brows a pick, this is not a surprise, this person has always been a knot in Xiao Chen's heart. I thought that there will be some handover in the future, but I did not expect it to die.

Chu Chaoyun is still calm and faint: "He is a bad thought of the Qing emperor's cultivation of good and evil merits. Before the Qing Emperor smashed him a knife, he did not completely kill it. Over the years, the strength has recovered more than half. Going to the abyss to compete for the position of the Lord of the Lord of the Nether, three defeats and death."

It is no wonder that such a picture is originally a sinister thought of the Qing Emperor, but it was defeated by the general leader of the Nether Church in three strokes. Xiao Chen still could not believe it.

The Nether is in all the lower bounds, and there are sub-teachers. The headquarters is located in the darkness of the abyss, Xiaochen. But the strength of this general leader is so strong, but it is beyond the expectations of Xiao Chen.

"How do you know so much." Xiao Chen looked straight into Chu Chaoyun.

Chu Chaoyun smiled and played with the wine glass in his hand: "The last Tianwu Emperor, and the Qing Emperor was a good friend. I am a survivor of the dynasty, knowing these rare news, what counted."

"It's just that, you will know sooner or later. But you have to be an emperor, so don't die, don't follow the footsteps of Lei Di, I am waiting for you to become an emperor."

Xiao Chen suddenly said: "You want to suppress the natural fire source under the Qinglong Temple!"

Chu Chaoyun looked amazed, apparently did not expect Xiao Chen to directly say his purpose, the first appearance of the wave of fluctuations: "Have you been to the Qinglong Temple?"

However, in a flash, I found out that I was asking nonsense. I have never been there. How do I know that the source of the fire will be in the Qinglong Temple.

Xiao Chen smiled softly and turned to the topic: "Your painting is useless to me. I have been to Huangquan Hell, crossed the bitter sea, and saw the knife left by the Qing Emperor. The six reincarnations have been completely broken. The meaning of existence."

When I heard that the reincarnation was broken, Chu Chaoyun’s face was obviously changed. The reincarnation has been broken. Where did the Qing Emperor finally go?

Looking closely at the expression of Chu Chaoyun, Xiao Chen had mastered the conversation with this person for the first time. The other party did not know everything as he showed it.

Like him, he is looking for some answers and waiting for opportunities.

"Farewell, have the opportunity to meet again!" Two messages revealed by Xiao Chen, Chu Chaoyun doubts in the heart, do not want to sit down, get up and want to go.

"I have said, let you go?"

Xiao Chen put down the wine glass, long hair without wind automatically, oh, the sound of the sound of the knife sounded, countless knives, in an instant locked up the Chu Chaoyun.