But now... who the heck is going to fight against Silly Que? Su Xuan looked at it coldly and snorted.

When he takes action, even if he doesn't beat these people to death, he will beat them to the point of calling them daddy! Su Xuan begins to integrate into the fourth heaven.

He planned to bury the two Tianzun Talisman in the fourth heaven.

This was a powerful attack from the two seventh-level elders of Bai Feng Qingluan Sect.

"With these two talismans, I will use the Five Spirit Fusion Techniques and the Emperor Pattern as a guide to integrate the five most powerful spiritual arts, which is enough to blow up the fourth heaven!"

Su Xuan snorted coldly in his heart.

Su Xuan fell silent, turned the imperial pattern, and integrated himself into the fourth level to prevent Zhao Yanque from discovering his plan.

As time passed, Su Xuan gradually found that he was somewhat immersed in it.

The imperial arts that had not made any progress until now also began to have opportunities and were touched.

And...this immersion made Su Xuan feel a little obsessed in his heart.

This is the enlightenment of the Spirit Emperor! Originally, Su Xuan knew nothing about the Spirit Emperor realm, but now he had some vague feelings.

Su Xuan was shocked, but also a little awakened, unable to indulge in it all at once.

but.

As he moved, the surroundings began to vibrate.

This is inevitable.

Su Xuan had no choice but to let it go.

Gradually.

The world seemed to begin to twist, and a powerful imperial will faintly overflowed.

Of course, ordinary monks can't see it.

But... above the tenth heaven.

Zhao Yanque lowered his head again.

"The emperor's will is looming, and the emperor's blood is fused! This boy...is really good."

Zhao Yanque's eyes flashed with surprise and appreciation.

Emperor Ling begged.

Some descendants of the Ling Emperor's bloodline will also inherit some great insights.

In Zhao Yanque's eyes, Su Xuan is like this.

Under the mystery of the tenth heaven, he was pulled out.

"For being able to pay attention to me twice in such a short period of time, you are indeed qualified to become my disciple."

Zhao Yanque thought so and looked away.

And at this moment.

A young monk in the seventh heaven also bowed his head.

His eyes were cold, like two whirlpools, deep and void.

His long hair is one foot long, his face is like white jade, and he has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

Dressed in a long-sleeved robe, he looks like a young man banished to immortality.

"Seal, Emperor's Will..." The young man said indifferently: "If nothing unexpected happens, Master will probably accept him as his disciple and become my second junior brother, but I don't know if he can catch up with me."
Chapter completed!