Zhang Xiaohan never thought that there was anything special about the "Chaos Kung Fu" she practiced, nor did he think that it was strange that one martial art could be practiced from the lower realm to the upper realm. However, the martial arts she practiced were the same as the name of the Mother of Ten Thousand Qi, and he couldn't help but wonder that this was the so-called will of heaven in the dark...|┡m

The exercises were running, and the spiritual power flowed, and the blood was surging. The chaotic aura that fell like a waterfall on the stone tablet paused for a moment again. The word Qiankun came into view. Zhang Xiaohan made a magic trick with both hands and sacrificed colorless spiritual power. A large spiritual hand appeared in the air. His thumb index finger and middle finger were pinched together, making it look like a flower-picking, and picking up the chaotic aura on the tombstone.

When he was about to touch the chaotic energy, a ray of snow light suddenly appeared on the stone tablet, as if a group of snow light pierced out. Zhang Xiaohan suddenly felt an extremely powerful oppressive force hitting his face. He tried his best to meet the flower-picking fingers. With a light "pop", the fingers just touched Xueliang pierced and was smashed into the air. The light was as fast as lightning, and it flashed in front of him.

Zhang Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the person had already flew backwards. His lips moved slightly, and the Five Elements Flying Sword blurted out. The exit of the sword rose several meters long, and stood straight in front of Zhang Xiaohan. Another "pop" sound. In this extremely crisp sound, the flying sword and the snow-bright spiritual light collided together, and instantly turned into a snow-bright spiritual light, and the flying sword made a buzzing sound.

Zhang Xiaohan felt a pain in his heart. In an instant, the spiritual power on the Five Elements Flying Sword almost disappeared, and the sword body seemed to be unable to bear the suppression of Xueliang's spiritual light. Zhang Xiaohan had no time to think about it, bit his tongue and sprayed a ball of blood mist on the flying sword. At the same time, he stretched out his fingers, and almost all the spiritual power in his body surged out, landing on the flying sword with the essence and blood. The flying sword sounded for a long time, and the colorless spiritual light suddenly burst out, blocking Xueliang's spiritual light.

The spiritual light entangled for a moment, turned into stars, swaying and disappearing like fireworks. Zhang Xiaohan's heart relaxed, his expression was slightly slow, and the five-element flying sword buzzed slightly, and the light of the sword body dissipated, extremely dull. Without waiting for Zhang Xiaohan's guidance, it gradually shrank in the air. Zhang Xiaohan opened his mouth and swallowed the flying sword, facing Xiaobao's sight. Zhang Xiaohan didn't know that her face had turned pale at this time.

The only light of inspiration on the stone tablet almost caused her natal treasure to be damaged. This is the natal treasure that Zhang Xiaohan has raised for more than 8,000 years.

"Your technique can summon the word "Qian Kun" on the stone tablet, but it cannot absorb the power of chaos." Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaohan, ignited the worry on his face, and frowned.

Zhang Xiaohan let out a long breath and stared at the tombstone. At this time, the chaotic aura flew down like a waterfall again, blocking the word "Qiankun". She pondered for a moment and felt the blow the flying sword. If the blow was not the flying sword in her natal life, it would definitely be irresistible. If she had not sacrificed her essence, blood and almost all her spiritual power with a lucky mentality, she would at least be seriously injured at this moment.

Purple Qi instead of colorless spiritual power flowed into the dantian. Zhang Xiaohan's expression gradually recovered, and he said with lingering fear: "It's just a small spiritual attack, I have to devote all my strength. Not everyone can obtain the chaotic energy-Huh?" Zhang Xiaohan suddenly paused.

"What?" Xiaobao asked.

"Is it related to the Qiankun Token?" Zhang Xiaohan said as he wanted to sacrifice a Qiankun Token. Xiaobao immediately reached out to stop him, "No."

"Why?"

"The Qiankun Token is definitely not just a function of opening the Five Realms Channel. You will collect eight of them soon, so don't try it easily." Xiaobao shook his head and said.

"Your strength is much higher than mine, come and try it?" Zhang Xiaohan said.

Xiaobao thought about it and shook his head: "So much chaotic energy has absorbed a little bit of influence. I always have no reason to control them, and I always think that this place will have something to do with the Qiankun token. Xiaohan, we should find a way to take back the token in Ling Su's hand."

Zhang Xiaohan smiled bitterly and said, "My current spiritual sense is comparable to Ling Su, not to mention the strength of cultivation. She has a wise man around her, and the divine world occupies the right time, place, and people. Xiaobao, although you are the same as Ling Su, she is a sealed monk in ancient times, and you have only been a ten thousand years of life."

Xiaobao smiled slightly, "Who said we are going to the God Realm? After Zi Bing wakes up, you will have eight Qiankun tokens in your hand. At that time, Ling Su must find ways to come here. The Demon Realm is my territory, and I take advantage of this time and place."

Zhang Xiaohan's eyes lit up, "Yes, Zibing will help you then."

The two of them looked at each other, and they both thought about it in their hearts. Xiaobao slapped his hand and said, "The people here are you, I will take the demon cultivator out."

"Don't," Zhang Xiaohan immediately stopped him, "This is your territory. You should take care of both human cultivation and demon cultivation. Please do it together."

Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaohan and smiled, "Don't you keep some soldiers in your hands? You should know that the ancient monks are fighting, and the monks themselves are part of the formation. The sword Tao obtained by Yan Dao is actually a kind of formation. You also said that when Qian Yao fought against Zi Bing, he did not use his own strength at all. Are you still thinking about using his own strength to fight against Ling Su?"

Zhang Xiaohan stared at Xiaobao and said seriously: "If I do that, I will turn an innocent monk into a magic weapon in my hand, I will despise myself. Although I want to make a puppet of the soul into a puppet, it may not be much noble, but at least I can feel at ease."

"Where are so many innocent people? Every monk here is stained with the blood of the same kind. They keep killing, but they will never die. They are originally punished sinners. It is you who broke the ban and allowed them to reincarnate normally and become the magic weapon in your hand. That is their simplest reward to you." Xiaobao disagreed.

"Maybe that's the case, they were born with original sin, but how do you and I know why they bear sin? They have been punished for their past, but who knows whether they should really bear such a severe punishment? Although death is not enough to offset the sin at some point, the death of reincarnation for hundreds of thousands of years should be enough. If they can be a normal monk in the future, they will be considered a people of the demon world and your little treasure. It is your responsibility to treat your people well."

Xiaobao waved his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, since you heard the words of that Yuanying, you seem to be not the former boss Zhang, so..." Looking at Zhang Xiaohan's old face, he suddenly couldn't continue talking.

"What?" Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!