"Do you want this Xuanming Book too? Just take it." Feng Yun Wuji suddenly threw the Xuanming Book in his hand to the Dazizai Sanren: "In return, I just want to tell me why so many people know that the Xuanming Book is on me? As far as I know, there are not more than dozens of versions of the Xuanming Book. How do you know that this book is true?"

Dazi Sanren looked at Feng Yun Wuji in amazement and threw the treasure that was hot to himself with the moxibustion hand. He looked down at the three ancient seal characters on the cover and couldn't react for a moment. How could he know that Feng Yun Wuji knew that even if the Xuanming Book was the real book, he himself had no ability to keep him. The things that had no blessings to enjoy would be a disaster.

After a long time, the Dazizai San returned, sighed, and returned the Xuanming Book to Feng Yun Wuji: "This kind of treasure is not something that people like me can accept. As for the problem you are talking about, I can tell you."

The Dazizai Sanren suddenly stopped, looked up and down, and his eyes were filled with strange lights: "Have you ascended to this day for only more than three years?"

"Yes, why does everyone seem to know."

"That's it," Dazizai Sanren nodded, "In three years, practicing can be compared with an ordinary human master who has practiced for more than one million years. The Xuanming Book is indeed infinite! It is worthy of being a martial art created by the Saint of the Cangqiong Ming Domain."

This time, it was Fengyun Wuji's turn to be surprised. A bad feeling came to his heart. He vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with this matter: "It's true that I've ascended to this day for three years, but this has nothing to do with Xuanming Book."

The Dazizai Sanren showed an expression of understanding, but Feng Yun Wuji knew that his understanding was fundamentally different from what he said. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"I just don't want this Xuanming Book to fall into the hands of the people in the Demon Realm. You have no intention of robbing this book. You can keep it by yourself. My martial arts are limited, so I can barely be able to use the people in the Demonic Path of Wind and Demons, but I can't do it when I meet other people who have suffered... This thing has attracted the covetousness of the world, so be careful in everything. In addition... This Xuanming Book is a treasure. I'm afraid that the only one who can make a first-time ascensioner soar in the world will be so powerful."

"No... In fact, the reason why I can soar in a short period of time is entirely because... my skills are completely derived from my master's magic method."

"Is your master You Wuxie?" Da Zizai Sanren's face suddenly changed and he said coldly.

"Yes, how do you get..."

"Hmph!" Da Zizai Sanren turned around and walked out: "I treat you with sincerity, but you bullied me with the ground. The demon of Hanchi is Wuxie. When I came, I saw him, but you said that your skills are derived from his great magic. Humph! In this ancient world, no one knows that once he loses his entire body's skills, he will definitely turn into ashes. If he passes on to you, there is no way to survive... Take care!"

After saying that, the Great Freedom Scattered Man had already flown, and it was obvious that he left with dissatisfaction and anger. But Feng Yun Wuji understood it at all, and the strong shock made him unable to control himself. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth fell, it was just like that.

"Master is not dead?" Feng Yun Wuji murmured to himself, almost unable to believe his ears: "I saw myself turning into ashes. How could anyone have seen him?...What's going on?!!"

"Do you want to know what's going on? Let me tell you, haha..." A delicate and nice voice came. Feng Yun Wuji looked up and saw a woman in red looking down at him above the peak. The woman was holding a green porcelain cup in her slender and fair palm, and was drinking. Beside the woman, a man in purple who could barely look handsome, held him with one hand and the same wine glass with the other, but the man looked up at the sky, his eyes were confused, as if thinking about something.

"Who are you?" Feng Yun Wuji became very alert. There were enough mysterious people who had appeared these days.

"Me!" The woman in the red dress laughed loudly, laughing so hard that she leaned back and forth, and Fengyun Wuji was inexplicably surprised. The man beside the woman seemed to be awakened by the laughter. She looked back at the beauty in red, patted her back gently, and showed a smile on her mouth.

"I'm here to kill you!" The woman's laughter suddenly faded, her beautiful face was covered with frost. As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped gently from the peak that was thousands of feet high, turning into a red light and flew towards Fengyun Wuji.

"Tianshan Six Yang Palms!" The woman raised her hand and slapped out her six palms, each of which turned into a bloody sun in the void, coming towards Fengyun Wuji Seal. The six wheels of palm prints emitted the heat of the melting gold shivering stone, which made the temperature of the entire space rise wildly.

"Earth Demon Sword!" A huge chaotic sword broke out from under Feng Yun Wuji's body, and faced the six bloody suns with a loud bang.

boom!

The strong wind blew, and the sand and stones flew. The Earth Demon sword energy hit the six bloody sun almost at the same time. After a loud bang, it was annihilated at the same time. In the misty sand fog, a red shadow rushed out, and the white palm was printed on Feng Yun Wuji's chest.

Feng Yun Wuji's body swung back, but he had already avoided the sneak attack.

"Haha, you lost." The man on the top of the cliff suddenly appeared in the corner of Feng Yun Wuji's eyes. Feng Yun Wuji felt strange in his heart. He subconsciously looked up and was shocked to find that from the top of the cliff to his side, everyone in purple maintained a different posture.

"This man is so terrifying. The afterimage has not dissipated for so long." Thinking of this, Feng Yun Wuji became more and more afraid of these two people.

The man in purple seemed to feel what Feng Yun Wuji thought, looked at him with a smile, then turned around and looked at the woman in red gently, with her hands spread out, gently hugged him, her chin gently rubbed against her bright long head, and a chuckling sounded from her mouth.

"Hmph! I don't believe it, I can't kill him!" The woman in red did not struggle and let the man hold her, but her eyes went through the man's arm and looked at Feng Yun Wuji coldly.

"Haha, you're not good. You're obviously going to not use the aura characteristics. Haha, Dong'er, if you don't use the aura of the demon, it's absolutely impossible to hit him. This man has cultivated a strange body technique and is not under force at all. If he can't restrain the wind, he will definitely not be able to hit him." The man said that the martial arts background of Feng Yun Wuji was shocked.

"Haha... I wasn't going to kill him at first." The witch named Dong'er suddenly smiled, and suddenly shed like a tree full of red flowers, and the branches were blooming. "Purple Emperor, you have to take action quickly, but there are more and more people here."

"Haha... there are many people, is there as many people as our Nansheng Beidoujian Sect?" The man named Zihuang took a sip of the light green wine in the green jade cup and said.

As soon as the man finished speaking, countless flags suddenly appeared from afar in the four fields of the sky mine, with figures everywhere, and each breath was quite powerful.

"South rises to the North Dipper, the world is invincible, and the Purple Emperor doesn't come out, who will compete with me!" The dense figures in the distance approached quickly. These people were all wearing Kirin armor, lined up in line, and came in the air. The leading one was the chariot carried by four masters. Under the wide Luo tent, a beautiful woman in a purple skirt was poking her head out from under the Luo tent, looking at the man and the woman from afar, and said softly: "Purple Emperor, Sister Donghou, I'm here. Look, I've brought the masters in the sending to help this time, it's good..." After that, the woman made a cute face, stretched out her tongue, and smiled proudly.

The man named Zihuang sighed, looked at the woman, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You transfer all the masters in the sect. If the enemy invades, what should you do to rise to Beidou Mountain in the south?"

The beautiful woman jumped out of the tent and threw herself into the purple emperor's arms.

"Zi Yu, haha, you are really here." A beautiful woman named Donghou gently stroked the woman's long black hair, her eyes full of pampering...
Chapter completed!