Xiaoyi said proudly.
Zhou Qiankun laughed secretly in his heart when he saw Xiaoyi's serious expression.
He knew that Xiaoyi had been deceived by him.
"Hahaha, Xiaoyi, this chess emperor really did not misjudge the person!"
Zhou Qiankun praised.
Xiaoyi was even more excited when she heard Zhou Qiankun's praise.
It feels that it has become a real Emperor Yan, possessing unparalleled wisdom and creativity.
Zhou Qiankun and Xiaoyi sat at the table and continued to play their unique game of "Go".
Although they don't understand the rules of Go, they enjoy it and enjoy this unique fun.
After playing a few games of Go, Dugu Xiaolang walked in from outside the yard with a bit of joy.
Watching the two people playing chess, they strode towards them.
Looking at the chessboard between the two of them, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
what is this?
These two brothers are really weird.
He smiled awkwardly, forgot what he had just seen, and then said excitedly: "Brother Zhou, Brother Xiaoyi, the siege of the Evil God Sect has begun. Our Divine Sword Sect has received a notice from the royal family. The master is already counting the disciples and will set off immediately. .”
After Zhou Qiankun and Xiao Yi heard this, they immediately stopped playing chess and stood up excitedly.
Zhou Qiankun has been waiting for this day for too long.
Xiaoyi jumped on Zhou Qiankun's shoulders.
He couldn't wait to say: "Brother Xiaolang, let's go."
After that, he quickly left the yard.
Dugu Xiaolang looked at Zhou Qiankun's impatient expression and smiled knowingly.
He also prayed in his heart, hoping that Brother Zhou could find a way to break the curse this time.
Dugu Xiaolang quickly followed. Under the leadership of Dugu Xiaolang, Zhou Qiankun and Xiao Yi arrived at the square of the Divine Sword Sect.
There, a huge flying boat with a thousand feet docked, like a divine sword, with extraordinary power.
Under the flying boat, a thousand disciples were ready to go. They were wearing uniform Shenjian Sect costumes and carrying long swords on their backs, looking majestic.
At the front of these thousand disciples is Dugu Motian, the peak monk of the Divine Palace.
Besides him, there was a young man whom Zhou Qiankun had never seen before.
He was cold and arrogant, like a green-edged sword, sharp and majestic.
His cultivation level is not low, and he is in the early stage of the Divine Palace.
But Zhou Qiankun felt that he was very strong, and ordinary mid-level monks from the Divine Palace were no match for him.
Even if he encounters the late stage of Shenfu, he is still capable of fighting.
Dugu Motian's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Zhou Qiankun and Xiaoyi arriving.
He walked forward with the cold and proud young man, and introduced with a smile: "Young friend Zhou, you are here as expected. Let me introduce you. This is Jian Aotian, the young master of my Divine Sword Sect."
Zhou Qiankun suddenly realized that he was the young master of the Divine Sword Sect, one of the top ten superpowers like Mu Lingtian and Qing Yao.
No wonder it was only in the early stages of the Divine Palace that it had such strength.
"Friend Aotian, I have admired you for a long time."
Jian Aotian was as cold as a sword and nodded slightly.
Calm down your anger and be as polite as possible.
However, his fierceness has long been in his bones, and it is really difficult to completely restrain it.
Even if he wants to be kind, it still makes people feel on pins and needles and under great pressure.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I have heard of your name. Aotian will definitely repay you for your great kindness to our Divine Sword Sect in the future."
Zhou Qiankun seemed not to be able to feel the edge of Jian Aotian, and still smiled kindly: "You're welcome, fellow Taoist Aotian, I just tried my best, it's not worth mentioning."
Seeing that Zhou Qiankun was neither humble nor arrogant, Jian Aotian smiled lightly.
This Zhou Qiankun is indeed a figure highly regarded by Master Lin, and he indeed has an extraordinary temperament.
"In this battle to annihilate the Evil God Sect, Zhou Daoyou, please stay close to the Divine Sword Sect to avoid getting hurt. Everyone in the Evil God Sect is cunning and cunning, and they are best at sneak attacks. If you go too far, we will not be able to protect you."
Out of good intentions, Jian Aotian gave a reminder.
Zhou Qiankun nodded. This time he only went to the headquarters of the Evil God Cult to explore the secrets of the curse. If it was not necessary, he would never cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
Zhou Qiankun and Xiaoyi boarded the flying boat and stood on the bow with Dugu Xiaolang.
They looked at the headquarters of the Evil God Cult in the distance, their hearts filled with determination and fighting spirit.
Under the organization of Jian Aotian and Dugu Motian, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect boarded the spirit boat in an orderly manner.
The flying boat slowly lifted into the air and flew towards the headquarters of the Evil God Cult.
Zhou Qiankun felt the wind whistling by his ears. He clenched his fists and silently prayed for something to be gained.
A few days later, outside the Crimson Blood Mountains, the Spirit Boat of the Divine Sword Sect landed.
Zhou Qiankun looked at the Red Blood Mountain, and saw that the mountain was covered in red, as if it had been washed by blood, which was terrifying and sad.
Xiaoyi muttered: "Brother, this Red Blood Mountain is so evil, it makes me feel very uncomfortable."
Zhou Qiankun stared at the evil spirit that dispersed in the sky, and said with emotion: "I don't know what happened here, but there is such a terrifying evil spirit. It seems that hundreds of millions of living beings have been destroyed, and there are many innocent souls."
Looking up again, there were ten huge warships docked all around.
The Royal Family and the other nine families have already arrived, but the Divine Sword Sect is the last super force to arrive.
On the ten warships, the monks were so powerful and murderous.
The other nine families also sent their own Taoists and thousands of disciples to participate in the battle.
Zhou Qiankun looked at this scene and showed a faint smile.
It seems that these ten superpowers regard this battle as an opportunity for each Taoist school to gain experience, and want them to compete with each other to compete.
On the royal family's golden dragon warship, Chu Shenhe was covered in golden battle armor, with an extraordinary aura, as if he were the commander-in-chief of the three armies, making people dare not look directly at him.
Beside him was a great cultivator at the peak of the Divine Palace. The man was wearing black armor and looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was about eight feet tall and was filled with evil energy. He had killed countless powerful men.
On him, Zhou Qiankun felt the aura of the realm.
This was a strong man who had understood the domain, and his terrifying strength made him slightly cautious.
The black-armored monk seemed to have noticed Zhou Qiankun's gaze, and gave him a cold glance, majestic and cold, making people feel as if they were in the middle of a bloody battlefield.
Zhou Qiankun shook slightly, shattering the illusion and making the black-armored man slightly surprised.
"Interesting, is that Zhou Qiankun that Her Highness the Princess mentioned? He does have some abilities. As the pinnacle of the Lingtai, he is not affected by the killing field. No wonder Liuli admires him so much."
The words of the black-armored strongman made Chu Shenhe, the head coach, slightly stunned and looked straight at Zhou Qiankun.
"He actually came too, and reached the peak of the spiritual platform like me!"
Chu Shenhe was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to be able to keep up with him.
Then, he suddenly realized: "That's right. Zhou Qiankun stole my Tongtian Peach in the Tianling Mountains. It is indeed reasonable to reach the peak of Lingtai."
Chu Shenhe calmed down again, with a bit more fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Ha, that's what makes it interesting, Zhou Qiankun, I won't lose to you again this time."
