When Xu Ming arrived at Hidden Sword Pavilion, he saw An Miaoling at first glance, and the admiration in his eyes could not be concealed.
"The ancient bloodline is truly extraordinary."
"At your age, you have already reached the second level of creation."
Mo Wentian was also surprised after hearing this.
His favorite disciple Yan Qingsi is seven or eight years older than An Miaoling, but she is only at the third level of Nirvana.
The second level of Creation Realm has already caught up with the cultivation of some peak masters.
"Are you willing for me to accept you as a closed disciple?" Xu Ming said to An Miaoling.
An Miaoling looked unhappy after hearing this. After all, her master was still there!
Mo Wentian quickly introduced, "This is the Holy Land ancestor of our sect who has been in seclusion for many years."
"My ancestor has never accepted a disciple. You can think about it carefully and consider yourself as a master."
"I don't care, I have a master, please come back!" An Miaoling said coldly.
The smile on Xu Ming's face was clear, but considering An Miaoling's talent, he continued:
"It doesn't matter if you have a master, I won't mind."
If he were an ordinary genius, he might not be able to shame himself into competing with his juniors for apprentices.
But this is the ancient bloodline of the Great Emperor.
Just when An Miaoling was about to refuse again, Qin Tian came over.
"I don't agree!"
Who is this? Xu Ming was a little unhappy.
As an ancestor of the Holy Land, no one has ever spoken to him in this tone.
Mo Wentian said awkwardly, "This is An Miaoling's master Qin Tian."
"Master?" Xu Ming looked Qin Tian up and down.
"Spiritual dynamic realm?"
He really couldn't figure out why a master in the Creation Realm was in the Spiritual Movement Realm.
"Isn't this nonsense?"
"A person in the spiritual realm is also qualified to accept disciples? How did you become the leader of the sect?" Xu Ming said angrily.
Mo Wentian explained, "He was brought back by Junior Sister Jiang. After Junior Sister Jiang left, he became the peak master of Hidden Sword Peak, so..."
Xu Ming nodded slightly, and his expression softened a little. Jiang Qingxue knew this.
After Jiang Qingxue broke through, she went to his retreat place to meet him.
Then he ignored Qin Tian and said to An Miaoling:
"I don't have any disciples. If you follow me, you will be my only disciple."
"When the time comes, I will teach you carefully and the training resources will be in place."
"If you stay here at Hidden Sword Peak, you will only delay yourself."
An Miaoling remained unmoved, "I have a master, please come back!"
Xu Ming was a little angry after being rejected one after another.
Just when he was about to say something, Bai Xiaoru ran over.
Xu Ming's pupils shrank.
"The bold demon emperor dares to break into our Kunlun Sword Sect."
After saying that, he took out a sword and was about to take action. Bai Xiaoru quickly hid behind Qin Tian.
She is only at the first level of the semi-sacred realm now and is no match for Xu Ming.
"Get out of the way." Xu Ming scolded.
Qin Tian turned around and picked up Bai Xiaoru and said, "This is my contracted pet, senior, don't be surprised."
Pet? Demon King as a pet?
Xu Ming and Mo Wentian looked at the little fox in Qin Tian's arms with shocked expressions.
Bai Xiaoru rubbed her little head in Qin Tian's arms twice.
Qin Tian also stroked Bai Xiaoru's smooth back twice.
After a long time, Xu Ming and Mo Wencai recovered from the shock.
Xu Ming looked Qin Tian up and down.
Apart from being handsome, he has no merits.
Could it be that the Demon Emperor and An Miaoling were willing to follow him because he was handsome?
Then he used the secret techniques of the Holy Realm to start investigating carefully.
But it turned out that he couldn't see through Qin Tian at all.
This is also because the system helps him hide his realm and allows him to develop in a wretched way and not to waste away.
That's what happened.
Xu Ming also felt that staying here was boring, so he turned around and left.
After Mo Wentian and Qin Tian talked about the Demon Saint coming to Kunlun to snatch An Miaoling, they went after Xu Ming.
Back mountain.
Xu Ming muttered: "This kid is weird, I can't see through him."
Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then fell into deep thought.
"It's indeed strange. My disciple saw An Miaoling comprehend the meaning of the sword under Qin Tian's guidance."
Xu Ming sighed, "Let the matter of Hidden Sword Peak go for now. Let's resolve the matter of Golden Dragon Demon Saint first."
Hidden Sword Peak.
An Miaoling complained, "Master, can't you improve your level? You always cause trouble for me."
Qin Tian said bitterly, "Aren't I afraid that after the showdown, Old Man Mo will give me Hidden Sword Peak a bunch of disciples?"
"When a group of people come to Hidden Sword Peak, are you used to staying around?"
An Miaoling thought about it and realized that this was also the case.
Because Qin Tian is weak, no one is willing to come to Hidden Sword Peak. If he becomes stronger, many disciples will definitely flock to him.
Especially those nymphomaniac female disciples, she felt uncomfortable just thinking about them.
"Then forget it, let's keep a low profile from now on." An Miaoling said.
Then she thought about the Demon Saint and felt worried.
"Has Ancestor defeated the Golden Dragon Demon Saint?"
Qin Tian replied: "I guess I can't beat him. The dragon clan has a great physical advantage."
"But you don't have to worry, if it doesn't work, I'll still be here as a teacher."
"Yeah!" An Miaoling thought of the previous time and space order to summon spirits.
The strength of the spirit body is definitely comparable to that of the holy realm.
After the news of the Demon Saint's attack on the mountain came out, the atmosphere in the sect became tense.
After all, this is a holy realm, a legendary existence in their hearts.
The next day, Penglai and Taibaimen both sent strong men to support them.
The three sects then spent a whole night discussing strategies to deal with the enemy.
After the discussion, a large number of formations were arranged.
The third day has arrived, and almost everyone is tense, waiting for the arrival of the demon army.
In the evening, the sun was no longer so dazzling, but turned into a fireball hanging in the west, dyeing the entire East Continent red, and at this moment the demon tribe finally came.
The three sect leaders of Kunlun Sword Sect, Taibai Sect, and Penglai stood at the front.
Behind them are a group of peak masters and elders, nearly fifty strong ones.
They are all strong men in the creation realm.
The demon tribe is also in chaos.
The three demon kings took the lead, followed by more than sixty demon kings.
In addition, high in the sky, there is a golden sedan, which is pulled by four bird demon kings.
Mo Wentian and the others looked at the sedan in the sky with serious expressions.
Because they felt the breath of terror in the sedan chair.
But thinking that the ancestor was also watching secretly, I felt a little relieved.
Qingpeng Demon King said, "Where are the people of ancient blood?"
"Hurry up and hand it over. We still have time to talk, otherwise no one from the Kunlun Sword Sect will be left alive."
"You flat-haired beast, are our three sects afraid of you, the demon clan?"
Mo Wentian was not to be outdone, and the two sides were at war with each other for a while.
"kill!"
The word "kill" came from the golden sedan.
After hearing the order, Qingpeng and the other three Demon Emperors went straight to kill them.
The three demon kings fight against the three half-saints of the sects, and the one below is in the realm of creation versus the demon king.
It was okay at the beginning, but towards the end, the creation realm of the three sects became a little unbearable.
Because their numbers are small, strong ones in the Creation realm continue to fall.
The situation was precarious, and just then An Miaoling came.
The other party's main target is her, so he can't stay out of it.
