Dominator System of Myriad Realms

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He is worthy of being the person in the Demon Cult who has the most demeanor of the black-hearted old man in the past hundred years.

As the suzerain of the Ghost King Sect, Ten Thousand People is estimated to be at the peak of the first layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he and the head Daoxuan are the strongest in the two realms of righteousness and evil.

If he hadn't cultivated the eight gates of dunjia to the third life gate, just opening the Xiu gate would not be enough to contend.

Enduring the soreness and swelling transmitted to the nerves by the meridian muscles all over his body, Zhang Chen performed his exercises to recover the exhausted aura and the pain in his body.

With him as the center, the area is full of devastation, especially in the center there is a shocking, deep and charred sword mark.

The breeze blew by, and several figures in Taoist robes rushed over.

Pushing aside the bushes, looking at the devastated open space, Lu Xueqi's face was pale, her eyes were full of anxiety, and she kept looking for that figure.

Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu and the others looked at the mess around them and the scorched sword marks on the ground, and their hearts suddenly filled with awe.

"Don't look for it, it's alive."

After the clear and clear pronunciation of the words fell, Lu Xueqi followed the prestige, and the tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and there was a sense of survival in the bottom of her heart.

Leaping down from the branches, his footsteps approached from far away, seeing that Zhang Xiaofan and others were not injured, Zhang Chen looked at Lu Xueqi and said, "Are you all right?"

"Ah."

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly, seeing the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, her heart twitched.

Looking around, Zhang Chen said with a faint smile: "It's bad luck. I didn't expect to meet the Sect Master of the Ghost King. Fortunately, I have a lot of life. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave first."

Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu looked at each other, as if they believed you had ghosts.

The aftermath of the previous battle made their hearts beat wildly. The Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue was so majestic, the ghost king's face was gloomy when he left, and the strength of the young man in front of him might not be weaker than any leader of Qingyun's lineage.

"Your injury, can you go on your way?"

Lu Xueqi's pink lips parted slightly, her eyes were full of concern.

"It's just a minor injury. Let's go back as soon as possible."

After speaking, Zhang Chen glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Xiaofan, why do you look worried?"

"No."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head slightly and glanced at the black stick in his hand. Thinking of what the Ghost King said to him when he left, he felt quite complicated.

Withdrawing his gaze, the dragon-slaying sword flew up in the wind, Zhang Chen jumped onto the flying sword, turned into a beam of sword light, and swept towards the east.

Lu Xueqi and others sacrificed magic weapons one after another and followed closely behind.

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At the same time, on a high mountain dozens of miles away from the Wanbat Ancient Cave.

Thousands of people are wearing Confucian robes fluttering in the wind, their eyes are deep, and they don't know what they are planning.

"Daddy, if you let them go, wouldn't it be cheaper for them?"

The voice of the girl in the green skirt is melodious, like an oriole singing.

Wan Wan shook his head slightly, and said: "Yao'er, there are people beyond the people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. It was unexpected that the Dripping Blood Cave was entered first by Qingyunmen, and the strength of the real Lingyu is even more amazing. If we continue to fight, it will involve a lot. However, This trip has not been for nothing.”

"Grandmaster is talking about the magical weapon in Zhang Xiaofan's hand?"

Glancing at You Ji, Wan Wan nodded heavily, and said: "The evil spirit is restrained, but when the true energy is invoked, the evil spirit that devours people is extremely huge, it is definitely the blood-devouring bead, and as for the black stick, it can compete with the blood-devouring orb." Bead fusion is probably not an ordinary thing."

"800 years ago, the Blood-devouring Orb was lost, and now it appears in the hands of disciple Qingyun. It's ironic."

"Even if disciple Qing Yun has the Blood-devouring Orb, they won't use it. Given the current situation, it is not a bad thing for our Demon Cult. With the Blood-devouring Orb, Zhang Xiaofan will fall into the devil's way sooner or later. We just need to induce it a little."

You Ji nodded slightly, and said, "Sect Master, that blood-dropping hole..."

"The people in the Blood Refining Hall will definitely not give up, let them investigate first, we can just wait for the time, the heavenly book cannot be lost."

Although the Dripping Blood Cave is buried deep underground and the way out is blocked, there are definitely other ways to get in.

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In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

The dusk is dark, the full moon is hanging high, and the blue light is like water.

Walking on the official road, looking at the huge city shrouded in moonlight a hundred meters away, Zhang Chen looked at Qihao and said, "Are you planning to rush back overnight?"

Qi Hao nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect appeared in the Wanbat Ancient Cave. The matter is more serious than imagined. This disciple must hurry back and report to the Master Master, for fear of delaying the important matter."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen nodded slightly, and glanced at Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi.

"How many of you?"

"I plan to play at the foot of the mountain for a few days."

Zeng Shushu smiled lightly, and said: "It's hard to go down the mountain, I want to stroll around Heyang City, Xiaofan, don't you think so?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zhang Chen and nodded slightly.

Lu Xueqi thought for a while, and decided to stay, anyway, it would only take a day to go back.

"Elder Lingyu, Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zeng, Junior Sister Lu, then I will go ahead."

As he spoke, Qi Hao sacrificed his flying sword, turned into a beam of sword light and swept towards Qingyun Mountain hundreds of miles away.

After Qi Hao left, Zhang Chen said: "It's getting late, we'll just stay in Shanhaiyuan for one night, and we're discussing other things."

After the words fell, Zhang Chen walked towards the city.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he stepped into Shanhaiyuan, and under the arrangement of the restaurant owner, Zhang Chen also settled down.

It took half a month to go back and forth to Kongsang Mountain, and everyone felt quite exhausted mentally. After living in a comfortable restaurant, they felt relaxed.

Dongyuan, in a quiet bedroom.

On the soft bed, Zhang Chen sat cross-legged, and the rich spiritual energy from the world gathered and poured into his body continuously.

"Sure enough, the speed at which Qinglianjue absorbs spiritual energy is at least twice as fast as before."

A skill that can devour all promotions is simply a bug.

After the battle with the ghost king, Zhang Chen's control over power became more and more subtle, and at the same time he had a better understanding of the Nascent Soul Realm.

If Jindan is compared to a teenager, then Yuanying is equivalent to a special soldier.

You know, in this world, there are many monks who are comparable to the Jindan realm, but the old monsters in the Nascent Soul realm can be counted on two palms.

After opening the Eight Door Dunjia, in a short period of time, he can gain the strength comparable to that of a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, but only for a short time...

"Boom boom boom!"

Just as Zhang Chen's thoughts were spinning, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Walking off the bed, pushing open the door, and looking at the beautiful figure in front of him, Zhang Chen was stunned, his eyes full of astonishment.

At the door, Lu Xueqi stood upright in white clothes that were more snowy, her clothes fluttering slowly, her snow-like skin, under the clear light of the moonlight, looked holy and clean, her long black and smooth hair fell loose, and there were little dewdrops hanging on it.

The fragrance was lingering, and after washing, her face was radiant, adding a bit of delicacy to her original beauty.

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