Shui Lingling walked over and looked at the demon's body on the ground. Looking at the stab wound, she seemed to feel something familiar. *^~learn ww.du.m]
"The Shadowless Sword King moved his hand?"
An Junxi nodded: "It's unmistakable, it's him, the new Sword King. Except for the former Sword King Wu Xiaotian, no one knows who he is. He is the most mysterious person in the Kunlun world now."
"But why did he want to save Bai Wuxue? He killed so many people in the three major demon palaces, not because of relatives or friends. Even the kings and emperors did not dare to do such a cruel thing. He did such a heavy hand. He really was not afraid of being killed by the demon emperor. Are they taking revenge?”
There was a trace of doubt on Shui Lingling's soft face, and she couldn't figure it out.
Now Kunlun and the Demon Realm have not yet officially fought each other, and some real big shots are hiding behind the scenes. There is some unexplainable tacit understanding with the Eighteen Demon Emperors of the Demon Realm, but this Shadowless Sword King doesn't care about anything.
Judging from this behavior, it was very similar to someone she remembered, but...
Thinking of that person, Shui Lingling felt a little sad. Four years ago, she went to Tianxing Island once. At that time, Xiao Chen looked depressed and felt guilty. Now after so many years, I have not heard any news about him, and I have no idea where he went.
Although his master said that he had been reborn in Nirvana, the hidden disease in his body had been eliminated, and he would no longer have the trouble of having only ten years to live if he did not become emperor in five years. But such evasion and no news at all would make those who care about him very worried.
In the past few years, Shui Lingling rarely showed up, all because of this reason.
This time, if Bai Wuxue had not stated the pros and cons and received instructions from her master, she would never have appeared.
An Junxi scratched his head and said: "There are indeed many doubts, but the Shadowless Sword King has always been unpredictable in his actions. We don't need to speculate. It's good to know that he is not an enemy..."
As he was talking, An Junxi suddenly realized that Shui Lingling didn't listen to him at all and was distracted.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you think of brother Xiao Chen again?"
Shui Lingling came back to her senses, glared at An Junxi, and ignored him.
"Don't worry, brother Xiao Chen, he is a blessed person and nothing will happen to him. The Kunlun world is so big, it's normal that he can't be found. There's no need to worry too much."
Shui Lingling glanced at him and said, "I want you to talk more."
Whoosh!
After saying that, Shui Lingling boarded the Black Bird and chased in the direction of the three demon palaces.
An Junxi frowned slightly and whispered to himself: "Don't chase too deep. A dog will jump over the wall if it gets anxious. It's impossible for the three major demon palaces to have no trump cards."
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Xiao Chen, who invited Bai Wuxue out of the car, did not know that the two old friends had appeared on the wild battlefield. At this moment, he was practicing hard with his eyes closed.
He was still very interested in what Sword King Lingzhong said softly. He concentrated on the power of Hongmeng and tried to push open the door as soon as possible.
In the emperor's heart, the power of thousands of Hongmeng has become stronger and stronger from a simple long line after continuous training.
The power of purple Hongmeng exudes a faint brilliance, soaring up and down around the mysterious emperor gate.
The imperial door was tightly closed, with no intention of opening it.
The more it is like this, the more people are curious about what will happen after opening it. Will he be directly promoted to Supreme, will his body explode and die, or will he open up a completely different path
The unknown always makes people curious and full of interest.
After carrying a small Zhoutian, Xiao Chen stopped practicing. In the wilderness battlefield, after all, it is not safe, there is no way to truly meditate, and it is impossible to transport the Great Zhoutian.
Where to go next is a question worth thinking about.
To be honest, he was quite interested in Burial Dragon Hill. At least the bones of the real dragon were full of temptation for him who was practicing the Qinglong Health Art.
His physical body, on the Bloody Emperor Road, had been strengthened nine times and was comparable to the Martial Emperor's golden body of the King. As a result, the cultivation of the Qinglong Body-nurturing Technique is full of ups and downs, and it has not yet broken through to the third level.
The reason is not difficult to explain. It is simply that the physical body has been strengthened and there are higher requirements for promotion.
Treasures such as dragon bones are not enough for Xiao Chen now. However, there will be opportunities in the future, so let’s leave this place of right and wrong first.
Just when Xiao Chen was about to leave, suddenly, two extremely powerful auras enveloped the world and directly blocked the space.
Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, the seven divine weapons of the Samsara Chariot trembled slightly, and the curtains of the chariot automatically moved without wind.
call out!
Two figures fell from the front. One was wearing a blood-colored robe, and was obviously the emperor of the Blood Demon clan. The other was fluttering in white clothes, with a frosty face and a purple mark between his eyebrows, like a wisp of ice fire burning.
"The King of the Eighth Heaven!" Xiao Chen was slightly surprised, but then he calmed down.
The Blood Demon Emperor and the Snow Demon Emperor moved so fast. They were discovered as soon as they arrived on the wild battlefield, and their skills were astonishing. They directly used the King of the Eighth Heaven.
If he accidentally fell into the Kunlun Realm, the two Demon Emperors would be heartbroken.
The Martial Emperor of the Eighth Heaven, whether in Kunlun or in the Demon Realm, is the one person standing at the top of the pyramid, who can stand alone at critical moments.
Xiao Chen didn't panic. Although the Eighth Level Heavenly Martial Emperor was defeated, there were still many ways to leave.
"King of the Shadowless Sword, it should go without saying that we are looking for you. Hand over the Throne of Destruction and the Eternal Ice, and swear not to interfere in the conflict between Kunlun and the Demon Realm. Then the grudges between you and the Demon Realm can be settled."
Wang Feng's uncle, the Blood Shadow King, said straight to the point.
The white-clothed snow demon said nothing, but a ball of ice fire burned in his palm, burning violently.
The temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and white snow fell from the sky. On the ground, rocks were constantly frozen, and then exploded into pieces of ice under the pressure of its imperial power.
It was clear that he was ready to take action at any time and did not want to communicate more with Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly, realizing that these two eighth-level Martial Emperors seemed to be extraordinary. Far from being an ordinary king, he is much stronger than the protector of the Fire Demon Palace.
It seems that the demon world is serious and sees me as a thorn in its side and must be destroyed.
"Both of you are considered important figures in the demon world. You just came to Kunlun so carelessly. Aren't you afraid of being killed by the Supreme?" Xiao Chen was stalling for time while thinking of countermeasures.
The Blood Shadow King smiled and said: "To deal with other people, we may not dare to come here, but to deal with you, an existence with strange origins and no background, which supreme being is willing to take action for you."
There is some truth to this. Just when Xiao Chen was about to answer, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
boom!
In the sky, a piece of ice cloud shattered, and an Iron Demon Martial Emperor clenched his fists and fell from the sky, like a falling Tianshan Mountain.
Good guy, the white-clothed snow demon's method turned out to be mainly to conceal the existence of the iron demon so that he could deliver a killing blow to me.
Among the three eighth-level Martial Emperors, the other party had no intention of giving him a way to survive. Even if he handed over the destruction throne, he would continue to be hunted.
By delaying time, I am giving the other party a chance and playing into their own hands.
Before he had time to think about anything, the iron demon's attack was too coincidental, just above the head of the Samsara Chariot.
There was a loud noise, and the Iron Demon's metallic fist struck the Samsara Chariot.
Click, click, click!
The Samsara Chariot was instantly blasted into the ground by this punch. Countless dust was flying, and the landscape was destroyed beyond recognition in a matter of seconds.
"Ice Demonic Flame Sword!"
The snow demon in white took action almost at the same time. The flying snow in the sky condensed into a long sword, burning black ice and fire, and thrust it fiercely in the direction of the reincarnation chariot.
The sword is a thousand feet long and stands erected in the ground, covered in ice for thousands of miles. Within a radius, the cold wind howls and heavy snow flies.
Whizzing!
The three figures flashed quickly and came to the place where the Ice Demon Flame Sword was inserted. They emitted their mental power and quickly checked Xiao Chen's condition.
"Hehe, are you dead?" The iron demon from the eighth level said with a silly smile.
The snow demon in white said: "He won't die so easily. His chariot is not an ordinary treasure. But even if he doesn't die, he will still be seriously injured. He is not the emperor of the Nine Heavens."
"Found it! But his mental power has been isolated. I don't know his current condition." The Blood Shadow King said with a solemn expression.
"Okay, then give him another ride!"
The white-clothed snow demon jumped into the air and jumped onto the ice demon flame sword. The towering blade of the sword quickly plunged towards the ground, constantly entering.