Zhou Xuanji looked at the old beggar and shrugged, "I heard this sentence recently, and I have been calling out my ears. I must face it whether I am ready or not. I am always ready for all battles."

The old beggar was moved by his eyes and said with a smile: "That's right. As my apprentice, you can't be cowardly!"

Zhou Xuanji smiled but did not answer.

"Come on, you kept pouring cold water just now."

The prick tiger couldn't help but complain, his words were full of disdain.

He was very disgusted with the old beggar.

In his eyes, the old immortal is more like Zhou Xuanji's master.

At this time, Zhou Xuanji took out all the Demon God of Tianwu, the Demon God of Nanming, the Demon Ancestor, and the Extreme Demon God.

The bodies of the four demon gods are domineering, with ferocious faces, and exuding endless evil aura.

The old beggar's face changed, but he didn't expect that Zhou Xuanji had already obtained the clones of four demon gods.

"It seems that you have many secrets in your body. You can refine the four demon gods into clones. Such a method is rare."

The old god said with deep meaning, and the old beggar was also looking at Zhou Xuanji.

Does this kid have other masters?

This was the first time that Prison Hu saw him take out the bodies of four demon gods at the same time.

The old god waved his right hand and a huge black cauldron appeared in front of him, which shocked the prisoner tiger and the old beggar to retreat.

"It will be very painful to bring your clone into the cauldron. Of course, I believe you can bear it."

The old fairy laughed softly, his serious expression disappeared and he became kind again.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and directly brought the four demon gods into the cauldron.

The prisoner sat on the spot, while the old beggar looked at the old god and said, "The previous thing has been agreed, don't forget."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

The old god called him and asked, "Don't care about Zhou Xuanji? He is also your apprentice. He has told me a lot about your relationship with you before. I can hear that he respects you very much."

Upon hearing this, the old beggar trembled all over and his body became stiff.

He sighed and said, "I have no clone and I am really powerless. What's more, with you here, you are equivalent to his master."

After saying that, he left without hesitation.

He has so many disciples, but at the critical moment, he can only take care of one.

Looking at his departure back, Yuhu curled his lips and snorted: "You're just giving your lord to you as your apprentice."

He couldn't understand why the old beggar could leave Zhou Xuanji alone.

Are there other disciples more important than Zhou Xuanji?

The old fairy shook her head and smiled, "He is indeed a good master, and it is more suitable than me."

The old beggar can communicate with his disciples with his true nature, but he cannot.

In his eyes, anyone is equal.

Including Zhou Xuanji.

He just felt that Zhou Xuanji had the potential to go to Kunlun Yuanting.

The prison tiger glanced at the old fairy and muttered, "It's right and wrong."

Why is the old god not as good to him as Zhou Xuanji?

...

Zhou Xuanji and the bodies of the four demon gods came to a continuous volcano.

Thunderclouds were covered with heavy rain, and the vast rain fell, and the flames around could not be destroyed, falling into the magma, bursts of burnt smoke rose.

Zhou Xuanji and the demons were beaten by the rain, and he murmured to himself: "Is this the world in the cauldron?"

He subconsciously looked at the interlaced magma rivers next to him. Could it be that they should rely on them to quench their bodies?

At this time, his face changed.

The rain became hot, and if his body was hit red, it would have been burned instantly if it were an ordinary person.

Instead of using his immortal power to protect his body, he accepted it calmly.

Since it is a body quenching, how can you resist?

The four demon gods' clones were motionless and quietly endured.

"Zhou Xuanji, fighting against fate and the way of heaven, will be a path of no return for you. You will bear the pain that you cannot imagine now, and you may even face the ending of eternal loneliness. Remember, as much pain as you can endure, you will gain as much power."

The old god's voice resounded throughout the world, majestic and indifferent, just like the might of the sky.

Zhou Xuanji did not answer, but remembered his words in his heart.

His black hair was wet with the hot rain. He sat cross-legged and used the holy skills of the world's Futu.

The old god began to speak the voice of the great way.

The rain is getting hotter and hotter.

In a short while, Zhou Xuanji was poured into blood, and the bodies of the four demon gods began to bloom.

Even though the sound of the great way sounded in his ears, Zhou Xuanji was still tortured by the extreme pain.

He gritted his teeth and persevered.

Outside the black cauldron.

The old god sat on the threshold and sighed quietly.

He once planned a perfect development path for Zhou Xuanji.

Unfortunately, he did not count Zhou Xuanji's fate.

Prison Tiger was beside him and asked, "Senior, how likely is he to defeat fate?"

The old god was silent for a moment and replied: "If anyone else had no chance of winning, but if it were him, it would be slim."

The prisoner was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why?"

It sounds very desperate, but it represents a glimmer of hope.

"Because I believe him."

The old fairy smiled and her eyes fell into recollection.

He began to recall the time he spent with Zhou Xuanji.

...

In the vast starry sky.

The Red Lion Ancestor and the Xuan Iron Heavenly Lord stood opposite each other, and their faces were cold.

"The enemy is outside, do you still have to fight in the middle?"

The Red Lion Ancestor asked in a deep voice, his words full of anger.

Xuan Tie Tianzun replied indifferently: "Immortal Gods, I am unwilling to accept it. If you want to stop it, then you will cut off your position as the Heavenly Saint. If one Heavenly Saint is missing, we will be stronger!"

After the words came to his mind, a black hole suddenly appeared behind him, and a black shadow slowly stepped out.

The man looked exactly the same as the Xuan Iron Heavenly Lord, but his whole body was pitch black like a shadow.

The Red Lion Ancestor's face changed drastically and he said in surprise: "You actually used that power! Are you crazy?"

Xuan Iron Heavenly Lord laughed wildly and said, "Red Lion! Haven't you seen it clearly yet? The way of heaven is about to be destroyed! Nine is the ultimate number, fate has begun to interfere, everything will return to the cycle of reincarnation. The battle of the Heavenly Saint is the only life for you and me!"

After saying that, the entire starry sky turned into extreme darkness, and countless stars disappeared.

Xuan Iron Heavenly Lord differentiated countless clones, densely packed, surrounding the Red Lion Ancestor.

The black shadow quickly rose to a height of one million feet, looking down at the Red Lion Ancestor.

The Red Lion Ancestor took a deep breath, and a huge red lion head condensed from above his head, roaring angrily as hells in the dark void.

A golden light swept from the depths of the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

The Red Lion Ancestor glanced at him and looked surprised.

The next second, he was suddenly moved and hurriedly dodged to avoid the attack of the golden light.

"Yang Ling! What do you want to do!"

The Red Lion Ancestor roared angrily, his voice trembling a little.

I saw the Buddha Yangling coming on a lotus seat, shining brightly.

He stared at the Red Lion Ancestor with a expressionless face and said, "Red Lion, you are too willful and reckless, and you will sooner or later fall. I will take you into your soul and give you the next reincarnation and hope of reincarnation."

The Red Lion Ancestor was almost furious, and this guy actually dared to betray him!
Chapter completed!