Everyone stopped and turned to look.

As soon as he saw that it was a female cultivator, Jiang Xue's smile became very subtle.

"What are you looking at! Keep practicing sword!"

The King of Beixiao shouted, scaring the second generation of disciples to raise their swords and continue practicing.

The female cultivator soon came to Zhou Xuanji.

She jumped off the black eagle's back, knelt in front of Zhou Xuanji, and said in a trembling voice: "Please ask senior to save our Hanyin Divine Sect! Now you are the only one who can save the Hanyin Divine Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuanji frowned.

The expressions of the others became ambiguous, and they instantly thought of the number one beauty of the big business, Xu Xianxuan.

"I have nothing to do with your Hanyin Divine Sect, I won't save you."

Zhou Xuanji refused, he didn't want to involve too much.

What's more, he has nothing to do with the Hanyin Divine Sect.

He doesn't owe Xu Xianxuan either.

Compared to Xu Xianxuan, he cared more about immortals and flowers.

"Senior, the Immortal Sect Master is also in the Hanyin Divine Sect. It was our saint who took her in. She is seriously injured now. If the Hanyin Divine Sect is defeated, she will also face danger."

The female cultivator gritted her teeth and said, her eyes blurred with tears and a pitiful look.

Immortals want flowers!

Upon hearing this name, Zhou Xuanji's eyes turned to her again and asked, "Is this true?"

The cultivator was frightened by his eyes and replied nervously: "Really."

"Lead the way."

Zhou Xuanji ordered that no one else had any objection.

However, the second generation of disciples were a little nervous.

The female cultivator was ecstatic and hurriedly led the way.

Everyone is not very fast when flying on swords, because some of the second-generation disciples have learned to fly on swords for not long.

"So many people, should I settle in advance?"

Jiang Xue asked Zhou Xuanji, who was worried that the second generation of disciples would drag Zhou Xuanji back.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "At that time, stop early and take care of them. I will go to rescue you alone. Zi Feng stays to protect you."

Jiang Xue nodded slightly, then leaned her face against his back, and said no more.

Zhou Xiaoqi ran in the air, whistling from time to time, looking very excited, which caused the female cultivator to turn her head frequently.

"It's really a Kirin?"

The female cultivator was secretly shocked. Where did Zhou Xuanji get such a divine beast?

Compared to their Saint's Blue Bird, it is much more advanced.

According to what she said, the branch of the Hanyin Divine Sect will take ten days to get from here.

In recent times, the whereabouts of Zhou Xuanji and others recruiting disciples have spread, so she can find Zhou Xuanji.

...

Under the blue sky and above the grassland, there is a huge city standing majestic.

It was protected by a light blue light shield, and countless corpses were piled up around it, all with shemale men, which was shocking.

Tens of millions of monsters surrounded the city, some as big as mountains, and some covered the sky and the sun, making the picture despair.

Two ninth-level monsters sat on stone chairs, very close to each other.

They all turned into human figures, one with a lion's head, burly and domineering, and the other with cow horns, and the body is relatively fat and bloated.

They are the Lion Roar Demon Lord and the Demon King of the Heavenly Demon Emperor!

They are all among the top 100 Northern Wilderness!

They were ordered to come and chase Xian Xianghua, but they were blocked by the Hanyin Divine Sect.

"This ancient magic array actually fell into the hands of such a small sect, but they couldn't hold on for long."

The Lion Roar Demon Lord spoke, his voice majestic, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Demon Emperor Potian nodded and smiled: "As long as we catch the immortal flower, we will be considered a great contribution!"

The two demons looked at each other and smiled, feeling happy.

The monsters around them crawled on the ground and dared not interrupt.

Above the city wall, the monks of the Hanyin Divine Sect watched nervously.

Most of them are female cultivators, most of them are women in the Hanyin Divine Sect, and even the leader is a woman.

Xu Xianxuan and her master Zhang Lanya also stood on the city wall.

"Oh, are we really going to die here?"

Zhang Lanya sighed, with a look of unwillingness on her face.

The human forces are in a difficult situation now. The holy lands are all above the dynasty, so how can they take care of second-rate forces like them?

"Master, should we hand over the immortal flower?"

A female cultivator asked, her eyes flashing.

Xu Xianxuan subconsciously frowned.

Zhang Lanya glared at the female cultivator and cursed: "Are you brainless? I hand over the fairy dream flower, we will die even more miserable!"

If there are immortals who want to spend their time, they can still rely on the help of Epiphyllum Sect and Zhou Xuanji.

If there were no immortals who wanted to have flowers, the demon army would not give up, and they would not have any help.

The female cultivator was embarrassed and quickly lowered her head.

Meanwhile, in the city.

Inside a palace.

Xian Xianghua sat on the chair with a teacup in her hand.

On the first seat was a noble woman with a dignified posture, wearing a black dress and a cool face.

She is the leader of the Hanyin Divine Sect, Nan Ruoyun.

"Senior Immortal, the demon clan does not seem to want to kill you, but just wants to catch you?"

Nan Ruoyun asked curiously, otherwise, with the ability of the Lion Roar Demon Lord and the Demon King of the Potian, he could directly attack and razed the city to the ground.

But they were obviously afraid of killing Xian Xianghua by chance, so they kept waiting for the formation to be lifted.

"Well, don't worry, we will be saved."

Xian Xianghua gently burned her veil and started drinking tea without any sense of crisis.

Seeing this, Nan Ruoyun's heart also calmed down.

Now she has no other way except to trust Xian Xianghua.

...

On the top of the mountain.

Zhou Xuanji and others stopped, the female cultivator pointed ahead and said, "Our Divine Cult is right in front."

In front of me is a vast grassland, and some giant birds can be seen vaguely at the end of the horizon.

Zhou Xuanji spoke, "You stay here and wait."

Everyone nodded and knew it.

Xu Yang fisted and said, "Master, let them down!"

Zhou Xuanji ignored him and looked at the old man from the thief cliff.

"Will the heavenly tribulation follow the tribulation passer and move?"

Facing his inquiry, the old man from Thief Cliff narrowed his eyes and said, "For most people, it is impossible, but you have deep luck and have the emperor's purple aura. The heavenly tribulation will not let you go easily."

In short, you can do it!

Zhou Xuanji smiled slightly, then raised his right hand and Zhang Kuanglan was sucked by him.

He grabbed Zhang Kuanglan's neck and began to absorb his spiritual power.

Zhang Kuanglan, who had become skinny and bones, twitching all over, making others frightened.

Soon, Zhou Xuanji put him down, then jumped up and rushed towards the end of the grassland.

"There are two ninth-level monsters over there, even stronger than the Dragon King of Burning Prison."

Ning Zifeng said with a serious expression, with a little excitement in his eyes.

He also wanted to join the war, but Zhou Xuanji had orders, so he could only hold back.

The wind sword appeared at Zhou Xuanji's feet, and the magic swords appeared behind him.

He held the Great Injustice Sword in his left hand and the Burial Heaven Migratory Sword in his right hand, followed by dozens of divine swords. The picture was spectacular, and the sixty-five second-generation disciples were excited.

"So many swords! The rumors are true!"

"The master is going to take serious action!"

"I'm so looking forward to it!"

"How to control so many swords?"

"Did you hear it? There are two ninth-level monsters ahead!"
Chapter completed!