Chong Xuan Zun’s sword is so bright and clean.

And Kou Xuejiao stepped out of the turbid waves cut by the sword light.

"I found Qiongqi!"

Even if Leng Su was like her, after searching hard for so long, she finally found the world of lotus seeds where her goal was, and her tone couldn't help but feel a little more happy.

"Yeah?"

At this time she heard a voice ask.

It wasn't Zhong Xuanzun's voice.

Then he turned around and saw a man with poor appearance carrying a six-foot long sword on his back.

He is short in stature, but carries such a long sword.

He has dark skin but wears an off-white gown.

In short, he is a person who does not know how to cover his shortcomings. In other words, he is a person who does not realize that he has shortcomings.

Kou Xuejiao's heart began to sink. He felt a little cold for no reason. His armor couldn't withstand the cold, so he couldn't help but hold the Three Thousand Red Dust Sword tightly.

"I am Xu Ximing." The ugly man with the sword behind his back saluted very politely: "May I ask if the right protector of the Blood River Sect, Kou Xuejiao, is in person? I once told people that when I achieve the truth of the cave, I want to ask you for advice. I don't know.

Is now a suitable time?"

May there be no sin in the world, and may the swords of the Dharma be forged into plowshares!

Six-foot-forged plow sword, the first sword of Legalism.

Of course Kou Xuejiao recognized this forged plow sword, and of course he remembered Xu Ximing.

According to the speculations of several masters, the figure of Xu Ximing is very likely to be the representative of the evil ancestor of Bodhi!

Seeing it with my own eyes, even if she is a real person in the world and a strong person who has been fighting for life and death in the disaster water for many years, I can't help but feel a chill down my spine.

Threads of mortal world grew out of the hilt of the sword, entangled like a spiritual snake, and climbed up her arm.

Kou Xuejiao quickly calmed down - the Evil Ancestor Bodhi has been suppressed and sent back, and he cannot escape without calamity. Even if the Xu Ximing in front of him is really the representative of the Evil Ancestor Bodhi, Kou Xuejiao may not be able to kill her by force!

She turned the edge of the sword, and the strands of red dust flew behind her like a ribbon: "If you think it's the right time, then come and ask about my sword!"

Xu Ximing smiled unpleasantly and already had the plow sword in his hand.

"Then take my sword."

He held the long sword in both hands and dragged it diagonally behind him. In a slightly awkward posture, he began to run towards this side. Turbulent waves rose up behind him, and for a moment, it surged into the sky——

"Kou protector?"

The sound seemed to be far away in the sky, but it fell like a meteorite, piercing the sky like a meteor, and landed in her ears, becoming very clear.

Kou Xuejiao came back to his senses and met Zhong Xuanzun's slightly questioning eyes.

His voice is also the same as Zhanwang Dao!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Kou Xuejiao took a deep breath and looked around, but Xu Ximing was nowhere to be seen?

His eyes fell from Xu Ximing's face back to Zhong Xuanzun's face, as if he had come from hell to heaven.

"Nothing." She hesitated, then couldn't help but said: "Champion, did you just see an ugly man with a long sword on his back?"

"There are only two of us here." Chong Xuanzun said.

His words are always certain and rarely include questions.

Because he has absolute belief in himself. The truth he sees is the truth, and the path he determines is the right path. He will never let anyone doubt himself. Kou Xuejiao certainly has no exception.

Kou Xuejiao stood there quietly, in a daze for a moment: "Today's disaster is not peaceful, we might as well - as soon as possible."

She originally wanted to say go back first, but for some reason she changed her mind.

Chong Xuanzun said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Protector Kou is also very tired after exploring Huoshui for so long. You can give me Qiongqi's clues and return to the sect to recuperate first. I will take Qiongqi's essence and blood and leave."

"Let's go together, Qiongqi is not easy to find." Kou Xuejiao turned around and led the way. In the process of turning around, he quickly recovered his condition.

Before the calamity of evil comes, none of the three evil spirits in the sea of ​​evil will be able to escape.

Xu Ximing is nothing to worry about, she really shouldn’t turn back!

Why so much fear?

"Kou Protector." Chong Xuanzun's voice sounded again.

"What's the matter?" Kou Xuejiao walked ahead without looking back.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Xuanzun asked again.

"What can happen to me after fighting in Huoshui for so many years?" Kou Xuejiao said firmly: "Take Qiongqi's essence and blood and leave."

Having guarded the Niehai for more than 54,000 years, the Blood River Sect's understanding of the Niehai is the best in the world.

For Kou Xuejiao, finding the Lotus Seed World is not difficult. For thousands of years, the Blood River Sect has its own set of effective methods. But finding a specific Lotus Seed World with a certain thing is definitely not easy.

There are too many worlds in Lotus Seed, and most of them are destroyed. And there are many dangers in them.

They once became the essence of disaster, and they also manifested this to a dangerous degree.

Moreover, all the lotus seed worlds are completely indistinguishable in appearance. If you want to classify them, you have to explore them and mark them with special methods.

Therefore, there is a saying - "If you don't enter it, you won't see the lotus. If you enter it, it's hard to know whether you will live or die."

Two real people in this world walked through the turbid waves and walked deeper into the Nie Sea. They separated the undercurrents, chopped up the whirlpools, and walked on the dark ridge under the sea. This is not the bottom, because there are still trenches and fissures, and no one can really explore them.

Cross the bottom of the sea of ​​evil.

This is the highest mountain range in the Niehai Sea.

The already dim light of the sky was blocked by the waves, and not even an inch could be illuminated. The weight of the heavy burden on the shoulders made the steps a little heavier. Under the sea of ​​evil, there was boundless darkness that was getting deeper and deeper.

But real people have their own truth.

On the dark ridgeline, walking like these two people——

The bloody armor is red, and the white clothes are sharp.

The more I write, the later it gets.

To avoid laziness, plant a flag.
Chapter completed!