Deep in the Demon Spark, there is a gate at the bottom of the mountain wall. Although it is dilapidated, the palace inside still exists.

The palace is very large and guarded by thirty disciples of the Tang royal clan.

Tang Juetian was standing in front of a sarcophagus. He was wearing a wide blue robe, with a cold face and sharp eyes. He stood like a spear, full of momentum.

Following his gaze, a stone sword lay in the coffin.

This stone sword is one meter long, and the blade is more than ten centimeters wide, with a shape that is elongated like a gourd.

There is an eyeball between the blade and the hilt of the sword, which looks very much like a human eye.

It was still turning, as if it was looking around, extremely terrifying.

Tang Juetian murmured: "It's really a holy sword?"

A voice sounded in his heart, bewitching him to reach out to hold the sword, but his heart was as solid as a rock and unmoved.

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At this time, a disciple walked ten steps away, clasped his fists and shouted: "Young Master, 6 Tingjun from the Great God Dynasty is here!"

6 Tingjun!

Before the appearance of Emperor Jundao, the first genius of the Great Heavenly Divine Dynasty reached Lixu Juexian at the age of only eight thousand years. Now it has passed by long live and is powerful.

Tang Juetian narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect him to come too. It just so happened that the last time I fought him was not decided yet."

He turned around and walked towards the gate, leaving a sentence: "No one approaches the sarcophagus. That sword is an evil sword, which will despise people's hearts. If someone catches it, it will be devoured."

As soon as these words were spoken, the thirty disciples of the Tang royal clan were so scared that they felt a tremble.

They all came from the same clan and believed that Tang Juetian would not deceive them, because from the beginning to the end, Tang Juetian never touched the sword.

Soon, Tang Juetian left.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Not long after he left.

Zhou Xuanji and the other two touched it. From a distance, they could see the door, guarded by monks at the door.

Wu Qiu pondered and said, "Lan Shangying, you go to attract a wave of enemies first, I will take action, and then lead another wave. From then on, Brother Xuanji will seize the sword again."

Lan Shangying nodded, and without saying a word, she quickly raised her sword and rushed out.

The cultivation of these disciples of the Tang royal family is only the Heavenly Transformation Golden Immortal. Although the lowest is above the seventh turn, they are not Lan Shangying's opponents.

Lan Shangyingxun grabbed a female disciple and sneered: "The Tang royal family is just like this!"

After saying that, she plundered the female disciples, and immediately eight male disciples roared and chased after them.

"stop!"

"Let go of my cousin!"

"Where did the witch come from? Do you want to offend the Tang royal family?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Damn it!"

The light underground was dim, so they could not see Lan Shangying's face clearly.

After they left, Wu Qiu rushed out and attracted seven disciples by the same means.

There are only thirteen disciples left in the palace.

Zhou Xuanji put on an iron mask and took a soft sword in his hand to kill him.

He first sucked all the magic power of these disciples, and then stabbed them with a sword, making them fall to the ground with all their strength.

In order to prevent him from having sex with the Tang royal family, he did not take human life.

The Tang royal family is also considered the right way. In the future, they will be inferior to others in their skills and have no face to speak.

In a short while, the thirteen disciples of the Tang royal clan fell weakly to the ground, looking at Zhou Xuanji angrily.

They don't even have the strength to speak.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhou Xuanji came to the sarcophagus and glanced at the stone sword.

Is this the Holy Sword?

Why is it so evil?

Zhou Xuanji looked at the eyes on the stone sword in surprise. He did not immediately reach out to grab it, but communicated with Jiuhun.

Liu Wuji pondered and said, "It should not be a holy sword. I feel that there is a soul fluctuation in the sword."

oh?

Could it be that there is an old demon hidden in this sword, deliberately pretending to be a holy sword and then taking over the body?

Zhou Xuanji raised the Eternal Divine Sword and slashed it with one sword.

The stone sword broke, the pupils of the eyeball shrank, and they no longer wandered around, and even lost their expression.

Zhou Xuanji looked calm, while Jiuhun exploded.

Emperor Zhao exclaimed: "My brother, you just killed me like this? I haven't investigated it clearly yet!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Other souls cannot understand.

Running over from afar, even if it is not a holy sword, it can be regarded as a harvest.

Zhou Xuanji casually said: "I don't need any other sword except the holy sword."

He now has nearly 200 magical swords, so he doesn't have to worry about the sword.

After the stone sword broke, there was no strange phenomenon.

Everything seemed so calm.

Zhou Xuanji stared at that eye, thinking.

He suddenly reached out his hand and used the power of the heavenly way to pick out the eye from the air.

He directly put his eyes into the Supreme Deposit. He asked the sword spirit that evil things would enter the Supreme Deposit and would be suppressed.

Of course, the Supreme Library will reject living creatures.

This eyeball is not alive.

After doing all this, Zhou Xuanji quickly left.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He quickly found Wu Qiu and Lan Shangying. The two of them let go of the disciples of the Tang royal clan, and the three of them disappeared into the darkness with extreme speed.

The disciples of the Tang royal clan understood that this was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and they stopped chasing them and returned to the palace one after another.

When they saw the stone sword break, they were all stunned.

...

After Zhou Xuanji and the other two fell on a huge rock, Wu Qiu asked about the situation, and Zhou Xuanji answered truthfully.

When Wu Qiu learned that the stone sword was cut off by his sword, he regretted: "It seems that it is not a holy sword, how could the real holy sword be so fragile?"

Lan Shangying nodded, and this trip was a waste of time.

They began to plan to go back.

Zhou Xuanji said, "I want to challenge Tang Juetian, only determine the outcome, not decide life and death. It should not give the Tang royal family an excuse to attack, right?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Wu Qiu widened his eyes and said, "Are you crazy?"

Tang Juetian, who holds the Emperor's magic weapon, is an existence he cannot deal with. Zhou Xuanji insists on leaving him a defeat?

Zhou Xuanji smiled and said, "If Shen Cliff wants to rise, it also needs reputation. If I defeat Tang Juetian, will more people want to join Shen Cliff?"

Lan Shangying rolled his eyes and asked, "What if you lose?"

Zhou Xuanji said confidently: "I will not lose!"

He wants to verify his true strength.

Wu and the others couldn't resist him, so they had to let him challenge Tang Juetian.

The two did not follow, so as not to be recognized by the disciples of the Tang royal clan.

Zhou Xuanji took out a handful of magical swords and gathered into a sword river. He stepped on the river and took off the air. He was domineering and arrogant. He saw Wu Qiu and Lan Shangying looking at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

What a powerful aura!

On the ground.

Tang Juetianzheng fought with 6 Tingjun of the Great Heavenly Divine Dynasty.

The two of them were powerful and extremely fast, just like two light rainbows colliding wildly in the air, and the strong winds ignited the woods within thousands of miles, flying sand and stones.

Many monks hid in the distance to watch the battle.

“So strong!”

"The two are second-grade emperors. They are said to have fought before and have not decided to win or lose."

"Since Emperor Jundao joined the Great God Dynasty, 6 Tingjun has been ignored, but he didn't expect him to be so strong."

"Their strength is even stronger than Lixu Juexian."

"Now, the Holy Sword is gone."

The Tian Palace was also watching the battle. Emperor Zhou Yan looked at this extraordinary battle and showed envy.

If he could be so powerful, why should he be a cow or a horse under the Heavenly Palace?

He suddenly thought of his son Zhou Xuanji, and he didn't know what strength that kid had now.

His smile became bitter. He was obviously a father and son, but there was a deeper gap than his enemy.
Chapter completed!