My little holy son is actually attracted by the Demonic Empress?

And for such a powerful master, his strength during his lifetime was not as strong as this mysterious sword cultivator. How could Zhao Fangjin not be surprised?

"With such an existence, plus the abilities of you and the throne, combined with the strongest people from all the major forces on the continent, perhaps, this time the monster can be completely killed!"

A flash of light burst out from the old man's eyes. He had just wanted to quickly increase Zhao Fangjin's strength and then seal the monster again, but after seeing the scene in front of him, he changed his mind.

"Master, will he really help us?"

"Gah!"

The old man was suddenly startled. He seemed to have thought of things too simply. Just as his disciple said, if the other party didn't take action, how could he kill him?

With an embarrassed smile, the old man shook his head and said:

"Then we should prioritize sealing the monsters first. If this sword cultivator appears, it won't be too late to adjust our tactics."

After hearing this, Zhao Fangjin also knew that he had dismantled his master, scratched the back of his head, and nodded lightly.

He was not too embarrassed, after all, he no longer had any emotions, and in the throne room, he had been with his master for hundreds of years, and the two of them knew each other's character.

After crossing the ditch, Zhao Fangjin continued to go deeper. After walking for about half a cup of tea, he finally came to the round pit.

"It's here!"

The old man's eyes were focused, and he was secretly alert, because he discovered that there was a demonic energy here that did not belong to monsters.

"Fang Jin, retreat a hundred miles!"

"There are two kinds of demonic auras here, and I'm afraid there are other demons!"

Hearing this, Zhao Fangjin also became vigilant, looked around and slowly backed away.

Since it was what Master said, it couldn't be false. After retreating a hundred miles away, Zhao Fangjin looked at the old man floating beside him.

"Master, what should we do now?"

"You meditate first to restore your spiritual energy. I'll calculate how long it will take for the monster to appear."

After hearing the master's words, Zhao Fangjin did not hesitate, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

And the old man pinched it with both hands. An old monster like him who has lived for millions of years has more or less some secret skills.

The light in his eyes flashed, and the threads passed through the space and slowly came to the circular pit.

Then he frowned and realized that there were only seven hours left before the monster appeared.

Then the old man wanted to pry into the source of another demonic energy, but as soon as this idea appeared in his mind, his breath suddenly became weak.

The originally transparent body became more transparent at this time, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

"What kind of existence is it that can't even spy on the secrets of heaven, and has the power of counterattack?"

Where Lin Jiu was, he was absorbing the power of void chaos. In the consciousness space of his mind, there was a small ball of light with his hands on his hips and his face full of energy.

"Hmph, you still want to spy on my host, but there is no way!"

……

This is what the old man doesn't know. He is still thinking about how strong the other party will be.

As time passed, the people from the Security Temple came here first and surrounded the open space in just an instant.

Not long after that, the old man from the Alchemy Pavilion also arrived with countless pills and manpower.

"Zhiyu, I didn't expect you to move faster than me!"

The old man in the alchemy pavilion laughed after seeing An Zhiyu standing in the void.

"This is what our Security Temple should do. The existence of the Security Temple is to protect Jiutian!"

"Since you said so, this battle with monsters will be full of pills!"

The old man threw a storage ring to An Zhiyu casually. After the latter took it, his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it and his pupils could not help but shrink.

"This is the Holy Pill!?"

"Old man, you can do it, you are even willing to take out the Holy Pill?"

"I've spent a lot of money, aren't you, too, bringing in all the strongest members of the entire Security Temple?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and suddenly a wave appeared in the void, and a woman wearing a dragon robe quietly appeared.

"I seem to have heard about the holy elixir. Do you have mine?"

The person who came was none other than Luo Zihong, now the number one in strength in Jiutianming!

"That's natural."

The old man threw another storage ring to Luo Zihong. After seeing the holy elixir in it, he also smiled slightly.

"My army is still on the way. I'm afraid it will take some time to arrive."

"It doesn't matter, the people from my alchemy pavilion are also behind."

Not long after the three people arrived, more and more people came here one after another.

Zhao Fangjin also recovered all the spiritual energy in his body. He stood up and looked at the shadows in the sky. The old man beside him introduced them to him.

"The woman standing in the middle is currently the number one in the mainland. Her strength has reached the peak of Xiaoyu Realm. She is the emperor of Luo Hong Empire."

"I heard that she is still an unmarried disciple. Do you want me to set up a connection for you?"

"do not want!"

Zhao Fangjin was listening carefully when his master suddenly changed the subject, catching him off guard and blurting out subconsciously.

"Don't forget it."

"And the old man next to her is No. 1 in the Alchemy Pavilion, and his strength is at the peak of the Holy God Realm."

"And the last middle-aged man is the one who guards the Security Temple above the Nine Heavens, and his strength is also at the peak of the Holy God Realm!"

Hearing this, Zhao Fangjin nodded, and then looked at several other figures.

"And that one is the number one sword cultivator in the mainland that I told you before."

Zhao Fangjin turned to look at the middle-aged man in black robe. At this time, he was looking at the cracks below with excitement, as if he wanted to understand some Taoism from it.

"But, Master, his strength seems to be at the intermediate level of Holy God Realm?"

"That's right, but his swordsmanship is very powerful. Many people at the peak of the Holy God Realm cannot catch his swordsmanship!"

After hearing the master's explanation, Zhao Fangjin nodded again, but seeing the excitement on the sword cultivator's face, he couldn't help but think: Is this person really reliable?

Then the old man continued to introduce the person to Zhao Fangjin, and time passed like this.

Finally, as a roar came from the depths of the circular pit, everyone looked secretly wary.

"Roar!"

A huge fiery red hand suddenly stretched out from the circular pit and rested on the solid ground.

After this palm appeared, everyone felt their hearts shaken, and endless pressure swept in from all directions.

"Go back!"

An Zhiyu frowned and roared. After everyone heard his words, they all retreated a hundred miles away.

Zhao Fangjin also flashed his figure and circled to the side of everyone from hundreds of miles away.

Some people saw this strange young man and were still thinking about who he was, but then a strong wave of heat swept over them.

"Everyone, use your own self-defense martial arts!"

An Zhiyu's pupils shrank, and a fiery red air wave was visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards everyone with the power to burn everything!

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