I Have Countless Divine Swords

After leaving the palace, the curtains of Zhou Xuanji were marked by a huge forest, with trees flowing straight into the clouds and the diameter of trees exaggerating.

The pound Spiritual Qi is full of the world, the dome is blue, Heaven and Earth is vast, and there’s chicken noise far away.

Zhou Xuanji’s eyebrowing, said: “Is this the Golden Champion God Monarch?”

Star corner of the mouth raise, laugh said, “Yes.”

God Monarch wasn’t in Kunlun Origin Court. When did she get caught?

Zhou Xuanji was sceptical of sweeping spirit sense and found that there were aura from Paragon, in addition to the gold crown God Monarch.

Those big Paragon only have their souls and swim around.

难道神拈星捕猎的那些大Paragon 都没有完全fallen ？

Zhou Xuanji thought about what the magic stars were trying to do.

Little Paragon sound transmission gave him: “Careful, maybe those guys are your end, and she was raised here.”

Zhou Xuanji indifferent expression is not a matter of concern to him.

His situation depends on the stars.

With divine power, Zhou Xuanji is blocked.

Zhou Xuanji’s vision came instantly to Space-Time Turbulence, and the stars were standing ahead and the red robes flown.

Look at her side face, Zhou Xuanji says, “Can you tell me who you are?”

The gods want to bring the ancient pride together for three days and say, “To create a new world, and what is her purpose?”

“Can’t say, say you’re gonna die.” “God laughs, deeply hidden.

Zhou Xuanji wrinkles, is he thinking the stars are bluffing him, or can’t you really say?

Like that blood pearl black staff, it cannot be named.

A few hours later.

The angel left Space-Time Turbulence with Zhou Xuanji, a red seamount, clouds and beauty.

Zhou Xuanji saw the great temple in the distant, surrounded by the red clouds, as if the seatown building was general, mysterious and solemn.

He felt a huge aura, a feeling in the face of the rainbow, Saint Monarch.

Even stronger than the rainbow Saint Monarch.

“Wait a while, let you say, you answer, you don’t have to hide, any questions are just as true.”

Zhou Xuanji did not answer and looked forward to what would happen later.

The two flew quickly into the temple and fell on the rocks.

The front is a barrier that can go along the road, and Zhou Xuanji sees a pride stone statue, eight arms, muscle exaggeration, keeping a demon’s formidable gesture, and those eyes are alive.

Little Paragon came out of the sword, surprised to say, “Is it Grand Buddha in legend?”

Zhou Xuanji was different from the stars looking towards him.

“How do you know?” The stars ask.

Zover, this is not what Little Paragon can get.

Little Paragon sighs say, “Suddenly I heard that, as a matter of fact, I didn’t expect to guess, and I thought Zulf was legend, and really existed.”

The Goddess laughed, nor did they ask.

They went to the temple gate, and the stars opened up and said, “Zover, you hear me? Open the door!”

Her tongue carefree, you’re welcome.

Obviously, she’s familiar with Zover.

Boom!

Open the door, Zhou Xuanji, look in the eye, darkness in the temple, there’s a light spinning down on an old monk.

The old monk’s surface was golden, masked, with a white beard, a slight weakness in the body and a slight collapse in the mouth.

He slowed his eyes, Zhou Xuanji and Little Paragon were closed by his eyes.

“What is it?”

Joffrey said that his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanji, and suddenly his holes went up.

Zhou Xuanji was beaten up by his heart, but he didn’t turn a blind eye, but he was forcing calm and looking at Zover.

The Star laughed and said, “Do you understand?”

Zulford looked at Zhou Xuanji, said: “Step forward.”

Zhou Xuanji has taken a step forward, and it is of course true.

“Very well, you should be a genius in Kunlun Origin Court, and Paragon destiny, your soul is still very young, with unlimited potential, and you come in.”

Zhou Xuanji hesitated to step up to the temple.

The stars show a smile, and it’s kind of fun.

Little Paragon was drilled into Little Paragon Sword, and Zhou Xuanji threw the sword in Paragon Storehouse.

After Zhou Xuanji entered the temple, the door was closed.

all around gets dark, only the light on Joffrey’s.

He moved to Zulf for a ceremony, waiting for Zulf to speak.

Joffrey asked said, “You want to learn the method of cultivation?”

Zhou Xuanji nodded.

“How do you like the method of cultivation?”

“overbearing never preceded.” Zhou Xuanji without the slightest hesitation answer.

All the way around, he’s been fighting over class.

He likes overbearing and powerful pathways of cultivation.

Zover complexion slightly changed, and said, “What do you think of Paragon?”

Zhou Xuanji immediately understood what he meant.

“Understanding is one-sided, not like it, nor hate it.” Zhou Xuanji is as true as answering.

Paragon is strong, brutal.

It is He who is mighty and cruelty.

“坐下吧。”

Zofford whispered and fell down, and he appeared before him in front of a gang.

Zhou Xuanji is sitting down, sitting in danger, waiting for the next interrogation from Jofford.

Joffrey opens again, and he says that Zhou Xuanji can’t understand.

It’s an Unknown language.

Zhou Xuanji’s spirit sense cannot be measured.

Zover’s on the Dao!

Zhou Xuanji wrinkles, he can’t understand this language, how can he hear it?

Next second, he suddenly felt that Zover’s voice was deep mystery, with a strange magic.

Soon, he was buried in it.

He’s not running cultivation technique, just concentrating on listening.

In meditation, he can feel what Zover is teaching him.

He slowed his eyes down, and Zover’s voice began to hit his heart and hit his soul.

Outside the temple.

“This old fellow actually uses his own ancestral voice, and he looks like Zhou Xuanji.”

Her eyes shine and the nerves get complicated.

“Is he really the next Primordial Chaos day?”

…

In bamboo woods, Xian Xianghua was sitting on a giant stone, surrounded by clouds, and her robes were slight.

A white suit boy suddenly came by, and he kneeled before a giant stone, and he was excited to say, “fairy, I found you again, can I teach you cultivation technique?”

The white dress boy was named Zhou Tanhua’s son.

A month ago, he ran into Xian Xianghua.

Xian Xianghua showed him his strength and surprised him that, in his view, fairy was better than his father.

In order to prove himself to father, he wanted apprenticing to a master Xian Xianghua, but Xian Xianghua said that he was not in good faith and was not enough to touch her.

So, Sunday after day, come to Xian Xianghua.

Seeing grandchildren’s exciting posture, Xian Xianghua expressionless, and laughing in the heart.

Somehow, she suddenly imagined that Zhou Xuanji, who was confronted with juveniles.

That’s great!