Soon, Zhou Xuanji found the holy sword, located in a cave.

The sword stands upright on the ground, with the blade as wide as four fingers, and the lower end gradually expands. The hilt of the sword is covered with black scales, and there is a pair of gems that look like scarlet eyes on the sword grid.

Holy Sword!

As soon as Zhou Xuanji approached it, he felt an unimaginable momentum hitting his face.

It seemed like a giant beast was roaring at him.

He took out the Eternal Divine Sword and communicated with Jiuhun.

"Huh? Holy Sword Tu Gang, are you in Yunmo Daze?"

Liu Wuji was surprised and said, and other powerful souls followed suit.

"The Beiyou Sword Demon is not here, this is a good opportunity."

"Take it, the Beiyou Sword Demon will chase him."

"It must be taken!"

"As long as you are sure to escape, take it."

When Zhou Xuanji heard this, he immediately reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Holy Sword Tu Gang.

When he held it, a chill penetrated into his body along the palm of his hand, causing the immortal power of the heavenly way to boil.

In an instant, he felt a strong urge to occupy the sword.

With a clang, he pulled up the holy sword Tu Gang.

Immediately, he disappeared from the spot.

He quickly flew out of the Yunmo Daze, advanced at full speed, and did not dare to take it lightly.

Although Xu Qing has been led to somewhere by Mo Jiuqing, he will not feel safe as long as he is in the Yunmo Daze.

"roar--"

A loud shout suddenly came from behind, shaking the earth, scaring Zhou Xuanji to his body with goose bumps.

How is that possible!

So fast?

He subconsciously looked back and saw a domineering figure rushing towards him at high speed, at extremely fast speed.

He saw Xu Qing's true deity clearly.

This guy was naked, his muscles were like rocks washed by rain, his hair was disheveled, his eyes had no pupils, and he was covered in white.

He stared at Zhou Xuanji with a ferocious face and roared repeatedly.

Zhou Xuanji immediately used Wanzhi Wuji and kept moving.

Seeing that Xu Qing was about to catch up, he immediately took out a hidden grass and ate it.

A lot of hidden grass has been planted in the sky, and he has left some.

But after he swallowed the hidden grass, Zhou Xuanji disappeared out of thin air.

Xu Qing then stopped and glanced around angrily, but could not trace Zhou Xuanji's figure, and even his breath disappeared.

He was furious and roared to the sky, and the surrounding space was rippling, and the rolling magic fog was shaken away.

After roaring for a while, he left.

The edge of the Cloud Demon Daze.

Zhou Xuanji revealed his figure, and with a puff, he squirted blood. He leaned against the mountain wall, holding the Holy Sword Tu Gang's hand trembling slightly.

Xu Qing's previous roar hurt his internal organs, causing his qi and blood to surging.

"What kind of cultivation has that guy reached?"

He gritted his teeth and said to himself, his face pale.

Fortunately, the Holy Sword was obtained.

This price is nothing.

He stood up and left. As for Mo Jiuqing, he was too lazy to go and looked for him. He believed that Mo Jiuqing would find him.

Shortly after his departure, a burly figure stepped out of the fog.

It was the Northern You Sword Demon, Xu Qing.

He still maintained his hideous face, his eyes swept everywhere, and his nose moved slightly, as if he was smelling something.

He stepped out of the Yunmo Daze.

A bang!

A thunder suddenly struck down, hitting his body, making him roar in pain.

He struggled hard, trying to break through the obstacles of the sky thunder.

Another thunder fell down, causing his muscles to tremble, his body surface began to crack, and blood oozed out.

He still gave up, roared wildly, and fell into a rampage, alarming the demonic fog of Yunmo Daze.

After a while.

He suddenly rushed forward suddenly, unscrupulously, letting the sky thunder strike, but he never stopped.

Soon, he disappeared from the sky with blood all over his body.

The lake surface of the Yunmo Daze was filled with storm waves, and the same was true for the rolling magic fog, just like a giant beast was angry.

...

After leaving the Yunmo Daze, Zhou Xuanji kept flying without stopping.

For some reason, his sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, as if there was a fierce existence behind him chasing him.

Three hours later, the sense of crisis subsided and he found a hidden place to hide.

In order to prevent accidents, he used the Nine Nether Fire Flame Jue, opened a Yin-Yang barrier in advance, and ran away at any time.

He began to heal his wounds and condensed the power of the immortal power of heaven.

As for the Holy Sword Tu Gang, he was taken to the Supreme Curtain to prevent Xu Qing from pursuing his breath and finding him.

About half an hour passed.

Mo Jiuqing appeared beside him, elusive.

He looked solemn and said, "Xu Qing escaped."

Escaped?

Zhou Xuanji had a weird expression and didn't know what to say.

With Xu Qing's ability and madness, wouldn't it be difficult for the people?

He shook his head and didn't think much about it. He couldn't care about so much.

He asked, "Aren't he trapped in the Cloud Demon Daze? Could it be that he was just attracted by the Holy Sword?"

Could it be that Xu Qing became a demon because of the Holy Sword?

Mo Jiuqing shook his head and sighed, "I don't understand either, but if he is born, he will definitely anger the joint attacks between the immortal gods and the major forces of all parties."

He admired Xu Qing very much and did not want Xu Qing to die.

Zhou Xuanji fell into thinking, the eternal magic sword was standing beside him, and Jiuhun chattered in his mind.

"Xu Qing was indeed strong back then, a pity."

"It's like you're his generation."

"It is said that Xu Qing angered a powerful man above the thirty-third level of heaven."

"No matter what, the Holy Sword has been obtained. With this kid's talent, how strong will he be with the Holy Sword?"

"Little brother, when will we be resurrected?"

Jiuhun talked a lot, and Zhou Xuanji occasionally interrupted.

He suddenly began to hesitate whether to resurrect the Nine Souls.

If it is resurrected, it is equivalent to having nine more helpers, but if you know the people, but you don’t know the heart, he cannot guarantee that the Nine Souls can still treat him like this after being resurrected.

Five days off.

Zhou Xuanji and Mo Jiuqing parted ways.

He suddenly remembered something.

The black orifice Linglong Lion is still waiting for him.

Before heading to the Yunmo Daze, he asked the Black Orifice Linglong Lion to wait somewhere to avoid dragging him down.

He immediately flew in that direction.
To be continued...