My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

Xuanyuan Ming's death.

This undoubtedly sounded a wake-up call to Xu Yeming, who had previously neglected to be vigilant against the Xuanyuan clan.

Xu Yeming looked at Xuanyuan Zixi and said with a smile: "It seems that the alliance between the Xu family and the Xuanyuan clan is still under discussion."

Xuanyuan Zixi shrugged and smiled faintly: "Brother Xu Luo, please forgive me. This is just Xuanyuan Ming's personal behavior. It has nothing to do with the Xuanyuan clan. Please consider the overall situation."

Xu Chen on the side sneered: "What a personal behavior. When did the sword cultivators of the Xuanyuan clan become so shameless?"

Xuanyuan Zixi was not angry because of Xu Chen's straightforwardness. His face was still calm. He said in a deep voice: "When ordinary people encounter such a life-and-death crisis, they will always try their best to pull it regardless of everything. The life-saving straws around him, Xuanyuan Ming must be no exception... But this is indeed not enough for a sword cultivator, it can only be said that Xuanyuan Ming's skills in sword cultivation are not good enough. "

"Since it has discredited our Xuanyuan clan, it is not a pity for Xuanyuan Ming to die." Xuanyuan Zixi said the most chilling words in the most calm tone, looked at "Xu Luo", and smiled lightly: "You said so? Brother Xu Luo?"

Xu Yeming stood above, where the vortex attraction could not reach, and responded with a sneer: "You should pay attention not to be swallowed by the giant beast, and you still have the mind to explain so much here?"

Take him as an idiot?

However, with Xu Yeming's lead in the attempt.

Everyone also understood that as long as they reached Xu Yeming's height, they could get out of the control of the vortex.

Whether it was the people of the Xuanyuan clan or Huang Xin, Han Daoxuan, and Xu Chen, they all used the same method as Xu Yeming, relying on the recoil force and the blessing of the elixir to rush out of the range of attraction at an explosive speed!

This method requires strict control of timing.

But... who among the people present is simple?

However.

Other cultivators in other directions were not so lucky.

When no one found a way to break through, eight people were torn to pieces by the giant beast.

The Golden Scale Sect directly lost three people, which was the party with the heaviest losses.

As everyone escaped from the attraction of the vortex and left the area.

The pursuit of the giant beast disappeared.

"No giant beast ambush?" Xu Chen looked at the blue sea surface without any black shadows, and couldn't help wondering: "Could it be that the crisis has been overcome?"

Xuanyuan Zixi frowned, "It should be unlikely."

"Remove the word should." Xu Yeming sneered.

He didn't believe that the old senior didn't have something bad in mind!

Even if there was no crisis in the future, even if it was against Xu Yeming, some crisis would be forced to happen.

As expected.

As soon as this sentence was finished.

The sea surface began to roll again.

There were actually sea tornadoes rising out of thin air!

Dense sea tornadoes rose from under everyone's feet, and Xu Yeming and his group had to keep dodging.

But the sea tornadoes were like maggots on the tarsal bones, constantly following everyone's movements.

For a time, the entire sea area was covered with sea tornadoes.

Some people who gathered were directly forced to disperse.

However.

This sea tornado did not cause any casualties.

It was more like someone deliberately wanted them to separate...

Why separate?

Xu Yeming thought while dodging the sea tornadoes.

It must be to increase the difficulty... Then, perhaps it was because their alliance had already reached the conditions for clearance.

Xu Yeming recalled what they had said and done before.

What they talked about before, could it be that they were close to the conditions for clearance?

However, just as Xu Yeming was thinking.

On the other side, there was a breath in the direction of Xuanyuan that caught Xu Yeming's attention.

When Xuanyuan Zixi drew his sword to avoid a series of sea tornadoes, the cold air he exuded made Xu Yeming feel familiar, as if he had sensed it somewhere before.

Xu Yeming frowned slightly.

He should not have faced this kind of aura head-on, otherwise he would not have been able to recognize it.

When was that?

But at this moment.

Xu Yeming's surroundings suddenly turned dark.

Before he could react, all the light disappeared in an instant!

In the eyes of outsiders.

Xu Chen, Xuanyuan Zixi, Huang Xin, Han Daoxuan and Jin Wuhen saw the giant beast swallow "Xu Luo" in one gulp.

Everyone had different expressions.

Some people looked happy and some looked shocked and angry.

Huang Xin and Han Daoxuan were thinking about how to report back.

Xuanyuan's group smiled.

It seemed that they didn't need to take action.

Xu Chen looked doubtful.

But he was thinking, he died so suddenly? How could this be possible?

Just when everyone had different thoughts.

Xu Yeming looked around. It was dark beside him, but he could hear the sound of the sea flowing.

It seemed that there was a barrier separating it.

In front of him, there was an altar.

On the altar, there was a withered bone sitting cross-legged on the altar.

It seemed that a long time had passed.

But the withered bone was intact as before, and it was even emitting a crystal clear white light like mutton-fat jade.

"Where is this?" Xu Yeming approached slowly, feeling a little confused.

"Where do you think this is?"

A voice suddenly came from the center of the altar. Xu Yeming took two steps back and took a defensive stance with both hands. The paintbrush had already appeared in his hand.

"What the hell is talking?"

"Ghost thing? Now I can really be called a ghost thing..." The corpse in the center of the altar slowly stood up at this moment.

The moment he stood up.

The altar was shining with green light, which turned into a stream of halos that gathered on the corpse. The meridians, flesh and blood were slowly recovering!

Not long after.

Under Xu Yeming's vigilant eyes, he turned into a graceful man in white.

The man held the scroll and smiled at Xu Yeming in front of him, saying: "The national master predicted that someone will come to me today tens of millions of years later. That person will have the ability to change the world in the future. It seems that what the national master said is right, predicting the secrets of heaven!"

Xu Yeming was stunned after hearing this.

National master?

Predicting things tens of millions of years later?

Is this really possible?

To be able to do this, I am afraid you have a tremendous ability, right?

Xu Yeming bowed and said, "May I ask who you are, senior?"

The man said, "The Twelve Emissaries of the Chaos Dynasty, the Wild Beast Emissary. As for the name... hehe, the Twelve Emissaries have no name, only a title."

Seeing what Xu Yeming wanted to ask.

The Wild Beast Emissary waved his hand and said, "Put aside what you want to ask. When you get the Sun and Moon Order, you will know what you want to ask about the Chaos Dynasty. If you want to ask the National Master, I don't know. The National Master is the most mysterious person in the Chaos Dynasty."

"Now I only have a little will left here, even the soul has disappeared, you just accept my inheritance."

Xu Yeming was puzzled: "Why did the senior choose me?"

The Wild Beast Emissary shook his head: "I didn't know before, but... now I know."

"You have the Classic of Mountains and Seas on you, right?"