Long Xin looked at the two people in Tianqiong indifferently, and he had probably guessed what Kong Xuan was thinking.
"If I'm not wrong, Kong Xuan may be interested in Zhang Tian's qualifications. This time may be a test."
"Test?"
"Yes, if Zhang Tianzhen can really get Kong Xuan's inheritance, it will be his boy's luck."
"Although Kong Xuan has a bad temper, his peak strength cannot be underestimated. I'm afraid he is no less generous than me."
Long Xin rarely gave Kong Xuan a positive evaluation. After all, if he didn't have the strongest strength, how could he dare to argue with himself, the second elder of the Tianji Sect?
Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully, it seemed that he still had a lot to learn.
The battle above was fierce. Fortunately, before the battle began, Long Xin created a spiritual shield for the world here, blocking out all sight and sound from the outside world.
Otherwise, the battle between these two swordsmen might cause unnecessary trouble.
After an unknown amount of time, the battle above finally came to an end, and the two of them slowly fell into the camp.
Kong Xuan still had an indifferent expression, without any fluctuation, and his gray-white robes were not stained with dust.
But Zhang Tian's situation was not so optimistic. His robes were somewhat damaged, his Qi was extremely disordered, and the look in his eyes was extremely shocking.
Although Kong Xuan was only one level higher than himself, the strength he displayed shocked me.
This may be Kong Xuan's control over the timing of the battle and the situation on the battlefield. This cannot be determined by pure realm.
"The boy is quite strong, he deserves the title of a sword cultivator."
"After our trip to the Netherworld is completed, we will have time to go to Tianji to teach you some swordsmanship secrets."
Although what Kong Xuan said was ordinary, if the disciples of the Tianji Sect heard it, they would probably be shocked.
You must know that Kong Xuan is the most visionary elder in the Tianji Sect. After so many years, he has never recruited a closed disciple.
Of course, except for Ye Fan, who was forcibly taken away by the headmaster Bai Yu.
Just as Long Xin guessed, he really took a fancy to Zhang Tian's qualifications.
Zhang Tian's qualifications are incredible enough. As long as he polishes them over time, his future achievements are likely to surpass his own.
In this case, I might as well be a favor and lend a helping hand. Maybe there will be two immortals of the Way of Swords appearing in the Beidou Star Territory.
After listening to Kong Xuan's words, Zhang Tian was stunned as if he had been shocked by electricity. He did not expect that Kong Xuan actually meant this.
"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you agree quickly? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
The fifth man in black touched Zhang Tian with his elbow, and Zhang Tian finally reacted.
"Thank you, elder."
"Okay, okay, I won't say that much now. I will have to wait until I get back safely from the Netherworld first to guide you."
"Since you want to go together, then let's go together! Then we can take care of each other after we go."
"good!"
After this episode, several people started their journey to the Netherworld again.
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In the wild world, the Holy Son of Qilin, the Holy Son of Dragon and others stood side by side in the cave of the Holy Lord of the Monster Race. Next to them were the man in sackcloth and the girl in red.
"Good Lord, my Lord! You must make the decision for me. I have been bullied to the extreme by those human cultivators!"
"You don't know! Those human cultivators are so arrogant. Not only are they disrespectful to us, they also invite accomplices from the Tianji Sect!"
"Their accomplices are so powerful and terrifying that they even injured several of our great demons during the battle!"
"This matter must not be let go like this. The situation must be restored. Otherwise, where will our face go?"
The Dragon Holy Son became more and more excited as he spoke, completely unaware of the way the Kirin Holy Son looked at him.
The Holy Son of Qilin now really has the urge to kill this guy. This guy really doesn't know how to write the word "death" and he can't stop him. He insists on complaining to the Holy Lord of the Monster Race.
The man in sackcloth wanted to rush forward and teach this guy a lesson, but was stopped by the look of the girl in red on the side.
The girl in red had deep eyes and a smile on her lips. She knew that the Dragon Saint Son might be in trouble.
Although I am not very clear about the cooperation between Ye Fan and the Lord of the Demon Clan, it is obvious that the Lord of the Demon Clan is quite friendly to Ye Fan.
Otherwise, with the strength of Ye Fan and others, it would have been impossible to escape from the wild world.
As expected, the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan pressed his hands and spoke directly.
"Did you go to stop them? Didn't you see my token clearly?"
"Holy Son of the Dragon, you are so powerful now that you even dare to disobey my orders."
"Well……"
This time, Holy Son Jiaolong was completely speechless. He seemed to be a bit self-inflicted.
"Well... Lord Holy Lord, please listen to my explanation! I didn't deliberately disobey your order..."
"Okay, no need to explain, just go back to your tribe and think about it."
"ah!"
"Ah what? If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor of the dragon dragon was sealed, do you think you would have escaped so easily?"
The Lord of the Demon Clan's tone suddenly turned cold.
I really do it for the sake of Ancestor Jiaolong. Ancestor Jiaolong is also one of the ten ancient demons, but he is still in the ban stage for the time being.
It will take some time to fully release the ten ancient monsters and restore them to their peak strength.
But now that he has the demon crystal, this will not be far away. This is also his trump card and confidence for the next battle.
"All right!"
The Dragon Holy Son retreated unwillingly, and this time he was completely kicked onto the iron plate.
The Dragon Saint Son left the cave and punched the ground so hard that the ground collapsed into a pit.
"Lord Holy Lord, what is going on here? Why are you so partial to those human cultivators?"
"Logically speaking, he should hate human cultivators more than us. Why is he talking to them now?"
"Could it be that those few human cultivators messed up our wild world and destroyed our many-headed monsters, and that's it?"
I really have the urge to die, and racking my brains I can't figure out why.
"So what if it doesn't count?"
Qilin Holy Son, who had never spoken before, said calmly.
"Don't worry too much, we actually didn't lose."
"What's the meaning?"
"The guy I injured won't live long. His shrine has been severely damaged, and it's hard for heaven and man to save him!"