National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

"The real dragon falls and the demon phoenix rises into the sky. This is the sign of chaos in the world."

"Concubine Xuan, it's time for you to enter the world. Go and find the person who will become the common master of the world and hand over He Shibi to him."

Outskirts of Luoyang.

On the Emperor's Foot Peak.

A beautiful nun wearing white clothes with outstanding grace looked at the huge white phoenix soaring in the sky in the direction of Chang'an with a serious expression.

"I obey, Master."

An elegant and peaceful voice sounded.

The speaker was a woman dressed in white.

She had a flawless face and an elegant temperament.

Especially her eyes, which were bright, soft, and exuding a sense of wisdom. of peace

"Fei Xuan, you are one of the few geniuses in the history of Cihang Jingzhai who has almost reached the realm of Sword Heart Transparency, but you must be careful when going down the mountain this time, the one from Chang'an is not simple."

Frowning deeply, Fan Qinghui's expression was indescribably heavy.

The phoenix actually overwhelmed the real dragon.

She had never heard of such a thing, let alone seen it.

A woman becoming an emperor was not in line with the rules. Common sense.

What’s even more outrageous is that the woman who stole the throne has a stronger aura than the Son of Destiny.

This is very abnormal.

"The disciple understands, but the disciple believes that the general trend of the world has been determined, the Lord of Destiny has appeared, and the result will not change."

Hanging her head slightly, Master Fei Xuan spoke calmly, not at all shaken by the dance of the ice phoenix in the sky.

"I am very pleased that you can think so. Go ahead. I believe that with your help, the son of destiny will eventually ascend to the supreme position."

"And don't forget that you have the support of the entire Baidao Wulin behind you, and you need to be afraid of any trouble."

Fan Qinghui nodded with satisfaction when she saw Shi Feixuan's performance.

"Then the disciple resigns."

After bowing, Master Fei Xuan retreated quietly and gradually disappeared into the mountain road.

"I hope Feixuan's trip will go smoothly."

Turn around and look at the giant white phoenix in the sky, Fan Qinghui's beautiful face showed a trace of worry.

At this time, in the other direction, a woman wearing black clothes looked at the white phoenix in the sky, With a thoughtful smile on his face

"It's interesting, really interesting. After killing the real dragon, he did not inherit the spirit of the real dragon. Instead, he condensed such a strange phenomenon with his own courage. This guy who killed the emperor is extraordinary."

The woman seems to be only twenty years old, and she is unparalleled in beauty. She is like a seductive and depraved dancing devil, exuding amazing charm, but her charming eyes, which are always discharged, hide a trace of something that is not easy to detect. vicissitudes of life

"Master, what about the competition between us and those bitches in Cihang Jingzhai?"

The girl who spoke was as beautiful as a fairy, playful and cute. She looked up at the white phoenix dancing in the sky, tilted her head and asked the woman in black.

"Of course we have to continue."

The woman in black is none other than the leader of the Yinkui sect, the largest sect of the Demon Sect.

Zhu Yuyan, who has the title of Queen of Yin.

Their Yinkui sect has been in opposition to Cihang Jingzhai since ancient times.

Once the world is in chaos , , when there is a change of dynasty.

They will join the world and each choose a goal for auxiliary training.

The winner will be enshrined by the Lord of the World and become the national sect of this generation, supported by the world.

As for the loser That side will be in dire straits.

They can only close the door and develop in a low-key manner, waiting for the next opportunity to join the WTO.

"But this time we can save a lot of trouble."

Turn around, Zhu Yuyan walked slowly outside.

"We can just ask the current emperor to join our Yin Kui faction."

"Hehe, Master is still smart."

After hearing this, Huanwan gave Zhu Yuyan a little flattery.

As for what she was thinking, I'm afraid only she knows.

A disciple of the Yinkui sect, majoring in the ruthless way.

On the surface, he is pitiful. They have a lovable appearance.

But for them, those idiots who are passionate about them are the best tools to use.

They use them without any hesitation.

They are like goddesses who treat spare tires.

"Huanwan, I know you are excellent, but you don’t have to be like this with Master."

Huanwan's hypocrisy was obvious at a glance, but Zhu Yuyan's expression was full of relief.

"Master, everything I said is true."

Wanwan widened her beautiful eyes and said as if she was about to cry.

"How can you say this about your disciples?"

"You are so cautious. This is good. Remember, you should maintain this state after entering the world. Only in this way can you have your goals at your fingertips."

Zhu Yuyan answered the question and said:

"Master, I really don’t know what you are doing~wuwu~"

As she said that, Huanwen started to cry.

"Okay, we're there."

Speechlessly she glanced at herself, the best green tea disciple who pretended to be weak.

Zhu Yuyan shook her head and pointed to the front, where a carriage had been waiting for a long time.

In addition to Cihang Jingzhai and Yin Kui sect, there were also Many beings noticed this change.

Among them, a person living in seclusion in Chang'an was galloping towards the palace.

He was a middle-aged and handsome man who looked slightly vicissitudes of life. He had gray hair on his temples and a tall and tall figure.

He was wearing a suit He took one step forward in the scholar's robe, and an afterimage appeared behind him, scurrying out dozens of meters away. He was as graceful as a ghost.

He was Shi Zhixuan.

The evil king Shi Zhixuan.

As the head of the eight masters of the Demon Sect.

He was discovering After seeing the vision of the white phoenix in the sky, he immediately set off for the palace.

He had no other intention.

He just wanted to know who was it, who dared to assassinate Yang Guang and break the rare balance in the world.

It only took a very short time. In a short time, he arrived at the perimeter of the palace.

Looking at the tall wall not far away,

Shi Zhixuan had no intention of stopping, and jumped up.

The figure in mid-air seemed to flash magic.

It remained in the air A dashing afterimage fell and crossed the wall of the palace.

Shi Zhixuan, who had crossed the wall, was about to fall to the ground with a thousand pounds.

But then a dull buzz suddenly sounded.

A Mitsubishi that was one meter long and as thick as a goose egg. The armor-piercing arrow shot towards him with a scream that made people go numb.