I Have Countless Divine Swords

“Aliens, come here, I have something to ask you.”

The king is staring at Zhou Xuanji.

His eyes were calm, but Zhou Xuanji felt a great threat.

What’s going on?

that guy gave him a sense of oppression like Paragon?

Zhou Xuanji was surprised by his nodded step.

Kunlun turned down from Black bull, following Zhou Xuanji.

After entering the tribe, the crowd is divided into two lines and automatically concessions.

On the way, Zhou Xuanji was visible.

He looked at himself, and there were a lot of people here who made him feel dangerous.

What’s going on?

It’s a bunch of children who don’t grow up. Why make him feel dangerous?

Is the original creature so strong?

Also, the environment here makes him unable to fly, can survive here, and physical fitness must be strong.

No, it’s not.

Zhou Xuanji suddenly wrinkles.

He almost forgot that he’s a soul now.

Then these people…

He looked closely, and he was more shocked in his heart.

These people are also souls.

But they are now in a special environment, and contacts between souls are as amazing as fleshly body.

Zhou Xuanji, on the one hand, followed the king to the biggest castle in the tribe.

The king walked to a chair with beast skin and sat down.

He hit Zhou Xuanji, and he said, “Who are you from?”

Zhou Xuanji replied, “I lost my memory, I want to know the world, and I have no malicion for you, and if I could, I would like to see what you call the Creator.”

The King’s wrinkles, fall into the wrinkle.

There are dozens of children standing in the house, all of whom are armed in all its forms and watch Zhou Xuanji with vigilance.

Zhou Xuanji has a feeling of mistaken access to kindergartens.

Kunlun said, “The guy was strong, and before he pulled me out of his head, he was quick and inconceivable, and I’ve never seen it so fast.”

“Even with that speed, he didn’t hurt me.”

Zhou Xuanji went to him, and that guy was crying.

The king looked for Zhou Xuanji, and said, “Why are you seeing the Creator?”

Zhou Xuanji, said, “It’s just curiosity, and I heard Kunlun say that the Creator knows everything about the past.”

Come here, he doesn’t know what to do.

But since he heard of the Creator, that means that the Creator has a vital role in the illusion.

Perhaps the creator could find the intent of the Lord.

“The Creator hasn’t been here for a long time, and you’re living in the tribe now.”

Prince instructed, and Zhou Xuanji had no opinion on that.

He’s trying to understand these people.

So Zhou Xuanji lives here.

He started watching these children every day.

He would like to know why those people had always maintained child models.

And he entered the food, and found that they had nothing to eat, and that the water was pure.

Kunlun became his little class, followed him all day.

Zhou Xuanji found a secret.

This tribe will not breed future generations, they have no parents, no brother sisters, no more children.

They are the fruits from a tree.

At this point, Zhou Xuanji is digging the tree.

This tree has ten zhang high, looks very common, has many green fruits, some of which have grown into human shape.

Zhou Xuanji Moloto thought of Journey to ginseng fruit in the West.

Kunlun nervous said, “Don’t mess, the creator once said that this tree is our foundation, and once the source tree is gone, our tribe will disappear.”

Origin tree?

Zhou Xuanji touch the chin, in mind.

In that way, that creator should be the originator.

He created humanity, created people, opened Kunlun Origin Court and established all definitions.

Maybe even Paragon opportunity was created by the protagonist.

Just like that, why did the original owner of omnipotent fall?

Is the Spirit of the Lord trying to show him how the Lord died?

“There is also a possibility that the original owner, not at all, will die, and he will be three big Paragon opportunity, eternal.”

Zhou Xuanji took such a guess.

If there are no enemies, it will be dry, and permanent drying will collapse.

Kunlun pulled him, said, “It’s time to go. This is forbidden land, not for long.”

Zhou Xuanji was curious, and said, “Why don’t you send people to town?”

“Sources are strong, no vicious beast dares to come near it, but you’ve been through mysterious, and I have some concerns.” Kunlun explained.

Zhou Xuanji is more curious about the tree of origin.

and he doesn’t have spirit sense, he can’t analyze the tree.

Look, he left with Kunlun for a while.

“Heaven and Earth are really only one of you tribes, have you ever seen a big man like me?” Zhou Xuanji walked along and asked.

He can’t feel Spiritual Qi here, can’t fix it, so wonder if there’s no other creature that has transformed it.

“No, you’re the first.” Kunlun answered.

He stretched his hand and began to spill his nose and reveal the mystery that he owes.

Zhou Xuanji is naughty, unable to plant, unable to flourish, what does this tribe mean to survive?

Maybe the protagonists are looking for answers, so they haven’t come back so long.

…

Sleep around.

Zhou Xuanji has been in this tribe for decades.

Because he can’t grow, he starts to exercise body refining.

Strange to say, he’s clearly a soul, and he can also strengthen it by exercising fleshly body.

gradually, his soul power is increasing.

It is worth mentioning that his strange move has attracted many children to emulate, and that when those children become stronger, they have attracted the crown’s attention.

After one of their discussions, Zhou Xuanji became the first Martial Master in the tribe to teach everyone to become stronger.

As long as the power is strong, they don’t have to worry about the vicious beast attack.

Zhou Xuanji is tired.

He’s ready to break out.

Maybe you can meet the Creator outside.

Kunlun was informed that he wanted to follow, but was rejected by Zhou Xuanji.

He can only look away from Zhou Xuanji.

Once again into the fog deforestation, Zhou Xuanji takes out the pressure of Divine Sword and stands ready for the vicious beast attack.

“Who are you?”

One voice came out of shock to Zhou Xuanji to stop.

He turned around and couldn’t locate each other.

At that point, a black suit man appeared before him empty.

The man was cold, the cave was purple, a black hair was wilfully scattered on his shoulder, and he held a sword in his hand.

Zhou Xuanji hit him, curious to ask said, “Are you the Creator?”

that guy is obviously adult, wearing a very different shape from that tribe.

His presence allowed Zhou Xuanji to begin to suspect all of this.

Is that tribe deceived?

There are others in fact there.

“Can you say that I didn’t create you, how did you show up?”

black suit man wrinkles and says, “Zhou Xuanji, he’s got his eyes on Virtue Divine Sword.”

He shines out of his eyes.

He hung up his sword and stabbed Zhou Xuanji.