As soon as he returned to the original time and space, Xuan Ce's brows frowned.

At the moment of my heart...

Xuan Ce pinched the finger tactics with both hands, and immediately sacrificed the Chaos Book.

Wow...

There was a slight noise.

Chaos scrolls stretched out like a long river.

A golden river of time appeared faintly above the Chaos Book.

The **** danced like a phantom.

Xuan Ce's complexion grew darker and darker.

Others, it's better to say something.

But with the help of Chaos Book.

After Xuan Ce's calculation...

His luck has actually been shaken.

If you compare Xuance's luck to a mountain.

Then...

Xuan Ce's previous air luck was extremely solemn and majestic, firmly rooted in the earth, unable to move by thunder and wind.

But now...

Although the mountain is still that mountain, the foundation of the mountain has already been shaken.

Under Xuan Ce's perception...

His mountain of luck, like a tumbler, swayed and swayed constantly.

This is the foundation shaken!

The old saying goes well, but the foundation is not strong, and the ground is shaken.

When it comes to air luck, this is actually even more so.

Once the foundation is shaken, air luck is like that rootless duckweed, and it cannot withstand wind and rain at all.

Whenever a breeze blows, it drifts along.

With a gloomy expression floating in the air, the fingers of Xuan Ce's hands pinched faster and faster, and even made the sound of wind and thunder.

boom! Boom! Booming...

Accompanied by Xuan Ce's urging, the sky above the unfolding Chaos Scroll was surging and thundering.

Thunderbolts flashed continuously.

boom! boom! boom…

The next moment, there was a thunderbolt of earth-shaking sound.

Thousands of thunders suddenly exploded in the clouds above the Chaos Scroll.

In the violent roar.

Thousands of thunder and lightning roared violently.

The roaring thunder instantly shattered the clouds above the Chaos Scroll.

The long river of time above the Chaos Book quickly faded and disappeared...

Flop...

The next moment, Xuan Ce opened his eyes sharply.

A mouthful of blood came out.

just now…

Xuan Ce tried to use the Chaos Book to figure out the source of Qi movement.

But never thought.

As soon as the three thousand purple heavens divine thunder was launched, it was backlashed.

The three thousand Zixiao divine thunder that blasted out was turned back in an instant.

On the contrary, the injury to Xuan Ce was serious.

This is equivalent to saying...

Xuan Ce made a full blow, but hammered in his chest.

Faced with this scene, Xuan Ce's face became more and more gloomy.

Although this calculation ended in failure, in fact, failure does not mean that there is no gain.

Until now...

Can shield Xuan Ce's calculations, and even hurt Xuan Ce in turn.

There is only one person in the entire Chaos Sea.

Dadao, although it can shield Xuan Ce's calculations, it cannot in turn hurt him.

Only Zhu Hengyu had this ability.

His chaos mirror can shield all calculations and deductions.

Moreover, once someone tries to deduct it.

The Chaos Mirror will also reflect this power back.

therefore…

Although the calculation failed, it has actually succeeded.

Although I don't know how Zhu Hengyu shook his luck, there is one thing that is beyond doubt.

Zhu Hengyu is the source of everything!

Take a long breath...

Xuan Ce made a decision in an instant.

In any case, Zhu Hengyu must not be given more time.

The longer time dragged on, the stronger Zhu Hengyu's strength and influence became.

Once it continues to drag on, it is tantamount to raising a tiger!

Between pondering...

Xuan Ce turned his head and looked at Zulong and Zuhuang.

Until now...

Of his four major disciples, only two remain.

The ancestor Qilin has fallen and needs to be reincarnated and repaired before he can regain his combat power.

Before that, it can't help anymore.

As for Emperor Zufeng Tianyi!

He has been transformed into the phoenix of purgatory, and will always be in purgatory.

Only Zulong and Zuhuang are left, who can be driven by him.

However, what made Xuan Ce most angry was.

The ancestor Huang water was fragrant, but the oil and salt did not enter at all, and Zhu Hengyu was completely stunned.

In any case, he refused to deal with him anymore, let alone shot Zhu Hengyu.

In this way, his helper is only Zu Long.

In the current situation...

Just relying on the words of Zu Long alone.

Xuan Ce was unable to confront Zhu Hengyu at all.

It is not a question of whether or not he can be fought, but a question of whether Zhu Hengyu is willing to fight him head-on.

Zhu Hengyu will definitely delay time if he is not stupid.

The longer time drags on, the better Zhu Hengyu's situation will be and the higher his winning rate will be.

If the time is delayed long enough, Xuan Ce can be completely crushed without even fighting.

Faced with this, Xuan Ce is absolutely impossible to accept.

Again…

Once Zhu Hengyu delays the strategy to succeed.

Then, he Xuan Ce would lose himself without a fight.

Take a long breath...

Xuan Ce turned his head and looked at Zulong and Zuhuang.

This battle cannot be delayed.

For every second of delay, Xuan Ce's winning rate would decrease by one point.

However, what can I do to force Zhu Hengyu out and make him have to fight him head-on?

After thinking about it quickly, Xuan Ce's eyes gradually narrowed.

For a while...

Xuan Ce waved his hand and instantly opened a dimensional channel.

Bring Zulong and Zuhuang.

Xuan Ce returned to the Holy Palace.

Back on the main hall of Shenggong, Xuan Ce sat on the holy throne.

Condescendingly, Xuan Ce looked at Zulong and Zuhuang.

I pondered for a long while...

Xuan Ce opened his mouth and said, "Zu Long, next... it's all up to you."

Faced with Xuan Ce's heavy reliance, Zu Long clasped his fists in both hands and said respectfully: "Everything depends on Master's orders!"

Nodded with satisfaction...

Xuan Ce opened his mouth and said: "You should have noticed that the luck of our saint race has been shaken."

"And it is Zhu Hengyu who has shaken the foundation of our saint race!"

Listening to Xuan Ce's words, Zu Long nodded with a serious face.

Same as Hyun Ce...

As soon as he returned to this time and space, he felt the wave of luck.

Looking at Zulong with a serious face, Xuan Ce continued: "I know, you haven't prepared enough."

"However, now, it is too late."

"We must quickly seize a Chaos Throne in order to suppress the luck of the holy race!"

Facing the teacher's words, Zu Long nodded and said: "Don't worry, Master..."

"In the previous battle, I didn't directly participate in the war, and I maintained a very good state."

"I will immediately try to challenge the East Sea Throne!"

Yep…

"Hearing what Zu Long said, Xuan Ce nodded in satisfaction and said: "From now on, this Chaos Pen belongs to you. "

"Having the Chaos Pen in hand is enough to ensure that you succeed in the challenge and sit firmly on the East China Sea Throne!"

Hearing Xuan Ce's words, Zu Long suddenly lit his eyes.

Chaos Pen, together with Chaos Book, Chaos Ruler, and Chaos Mirror.

Tied as the four greatest treasures of chaos!

If he could hold the Chaos Pen, then he would instantly become the number one master under Xuan Ce.

At the moment of my heart...

Xuan Ce took out the Chaos Pen and erased his original imprint!

With a flick of his right hand, Xuan Ce gave the Chaos Pen to Zulong.

Looking at Ancestral Dragon with a smile, Xuan Ce said, "Now you go and sacrifice the Chaos Pen."

After the ritual is completed, you immediately go to challenge the Chaos Sea, the East Sea Throne! "

"To stabilize the luck of our holy race!"

In the face of Xuan Ce's explanation, Zu Long was not more polite. Excited hands clasped fists, and after a deep salute to Xuan Ce, he turned and strode away.