"Huh... I finally saved it."

Looking at Fuyun Mountain against the sky, Lu Xingzhou, who had already returned from the Southern Barbarians, slowly opened his eyes and then vomited a heavy breath of turbid air.

"It should be fine..."

Although I didn't see the ending, according to previous deductions, King Huang of Shenwei, He Wu, probably had no choice but to deal with Yue Wancheng. As for the Golden Eagle of Swallowing the Sun, he had been playing for a long time in advance, and used his character of repaying kindness and revenge, so he bought it with a lot of blood food.

If it weren't for this, the demon bird wouldn't have followed him to save people.

Although his ghost immortal clone died later, with Ao Ze around, he should be able to comfort him.

all the best.

At this moment, Lu Xingzhou suddenly felt his heart moving, then stood up, strode out of the stone chamber, and looked into the two directions of the Nitian Temple from afar.

The head of the sect.

Tianzhu Peak.

With the induction of the land boat, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire Fuyun Mountain was constantly gathering, and the gathering place was on these two peaks, as if there were two vortexes of spiritual energy there. As the spiritual energy continued to pour in, the two qi machines gradually rose up.

The two sides were at the first to have nothing to do with each other, but soon as the qi collided, they started fighting each other.

You are one foot taller.

I'm one meter long.

However, at the end of the fight, the two sides achieved each other's success. Two rays of light soared into the sky from the main peak of the sect and the Tianzhu Peak, illuminating the blue sky.

Rumble!

In the main hall of the head sect, a ball of righteous energy fills the Qingming. It is no longer the manifestation of the fist intention, but it truly appears in reality. Its qi is pure and its color is mysterious. There is a faint sound of reading in the shock. If you look closely, you can see that there are characters with big swaying up and down in the qi.

After a while, I heard a loud thunder!

The righteous energy dissipated, revealing Pei Xunzhen's figure. On top of his head, the characters transformed by the righteous energy song turned into a group and finally turned into a crystal-clear magic sword. The sword body was square and as clear as a mirror. With the clear sound of the sword, it turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Pei Xunzhen's eyebrows.

The dragon and elephant are perfect!

The realm of magical powers!

It was not until this time that Pei Xunzhen slowly opened his eyes and smiled sarcastically. Although he failed to win over the worship of the Divine Sect as expected during this trip to the Nanman, he had broken through his heart barriers and took the already powerful fist intention a step further. Finally, he gathered his spiritual energy and refined his magical powers.

If it were in the past, Pei Xunzhen might have felt a little proud.

But now, he has no such thoughts.

The reason is very simple:

"If this is true, I'm afraid I will be defeated in no time."

Pei Xunzhen walked out of the head hall and turned his eyes to Tianzhu Peak not far away. There, a beautiful figure in white clothes walked out of the elders' hall. His aura was no less than him, and he was even better. His eyes were even more aggressive and he also looked at him.

After a pause, Pei Xunzhen took the initiative to bow and bow: "Congratulations to Elder An, the attack has become a magical power, and the dragon and elephant have been perfected."

“…………”

In front of the Elder's Hall of Tianzhu Peak, An Yueyao heard Pei Xunzhen's words, but she stopped for a while before she stiffly bowed her hands and bowed her back: "Tongxi."

At the same time, Lu Xingzhou suddenly spread his palms.

"Clang clang!"

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the void cracked, and a roulette that was neither gold nor jade turned out from the wheel and finally landed on Lu Xingzhou's palm.

"This is....?"

Lu Xingzhou sensed it for a moment and found that the fist mark he placed in the Fate Wheel was actually in a very wonderful state of dead silence.

Even if I communicate with it, I cannot get any memory, as if I have never woken up from beginning to end and have been sleeping all the time.

"Is it that the powerful man who let An Yueyao travel through time to kill the memory?"

"The Palace of Reincarnation..."

Lu Xingzhou thought about what he saw in An Yueyao's life resume for a moment, and then shook his head. That power is still too far away for him now, and it is useless to be entangled. It is better to relax. Anyway, An Yueyao will handle such a thing himself in the end.

However, just as Lu Xingzhou planned to take this as he didn't do it and put away the reverse life wheel, the next second when he was sleeping, the fist mark that had originally entered a sleepy state suddenly came alive! Immediately afterwards, a little bit of luck attached to the fist mark actually fell into Lu Xingzhou's eyes.

Boom!

“……!?!?”

Yongshi City, the Nine Demon Soldiers of the Boxun, the Hall of Reincarnation... Since An Yueyao entered the Hall of Reincarnation to perform tasks, every bit of it along the way was reflected into Lu Xingzhou's memory from the perspective of the Fate Wheel, and even included the mysterious powerful man who could make people travel across all worlds!

Oh no! Something big happened!

At this moment, Lu Xingzhou's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he looked around nervously, and his spiritual sense instantly improved to the extreme.

-----Nothing happened.

He neither suddenly took a big hand from the air to wipe out his physical properties nor let him disappear out of thin air, and then evaporated from the human world.

It seemed as if the powerful man had no idea about it.

Good guy, it's too much to scare me a hundred-year-old man.

Lu Xingzhou patted his chest and sootheed his old heart that had just jumped to eighty miles, and then he carefully thought about the experience he had obtained.

At first it was nothing, but when he saw the Nine Demon Soldiers of Mara, his eyes twitched.

"Breast Lotus?"

"Death Knife?"

Although he is over 100 years old, Lu Xingzhou has not yet become so old that he is confused. After a change of thought, he has already remembered the origin of these two names.

"The two Yaowang Temple warriors who had sneak attacked Pei Xunzhen outside the Southern Barbarians seemed to use these two weapons, right?"

The Lord of the Sea of ​​Death and the Lord of the Death.

Strictly speaking, these two people were killed by Lu Xingzhou. Although Pei Xunzhen also made great efforts, the ones who actually attacked Lu Xingzhou were actually Lu Xingzhou. The former was blown by Yinxin, the leader of Lu Xingzhou's boxing intention, while the latter was beaten into a vegetable by the boxing intention in Zhennanjie Monument.

"Yaowang Temple.....Nine Demon Soldiers of the Marun...Not..."

Lu Xingzhou was extremely terrified when he thought about it carefully, and a very terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Not only powerful people can travel through the heavens.

If you think about it carefully, the ultimate of this world is the peak Martial Saint, but how can the protagonists stop at the peak Martial Saint? There will definitely be a step further in the future.

And where does the opportunity to go further?

Conflict from a higher world.

In other words:

"Can't the world An Yueyao traveled through has actually found my world, and she has also hooked up with Yaowang Temple?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xingzhou suddenly shook his body!

If the other party really gets into Yaowang Temple, sooner or later, he will find that he has taken Yongshi City here, and 80% will be going to come to the door, and the other party comes from a more advanced world, and he will definitely not be able to beat it. Think rationally, what is the most likely result?

The view of the Descendant is destroyed by the advanced world?

An Yueyao escaped by chance?

I was beaten to death by three punches...?!

It's over!
Chapter completed!