There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

"Don't be alarmed by changes, and everything will remain unchanged. Disciple, you really make me happy."

No, I suddenly have a father-in-law and mother-in-law!

The shock in Feng Yuxiao's eyes continued. He didn't know whether he should tell his parents about this.

"teacher."

The ceremonial bird looked at the clans on the stone steps: "How about killing them all."

This sentence immediately made everyone's scalp numb. Is this girl a little too tough? You must know that there are also her biological parents here.

The sentence "Kill them all" obviously includes her parents.

"If you want to kill, just put the stone steps on the table."

Emperor Fuxi did not stop him: "We just have to wait for him to pass the Baiyi Stone Steps."

That person is obviously Chen Banxian.

At this time, his face was pale, and his entire right hand was covered with dense scars, Daoyun.

The attack belonging to the Saint King could not be dispelled for a long time. It was not possible to stop it by cutting off his right hand.

The opponent's Dao marks were imprinted on his knife marks, and many rules that had not yet been sublimated into Dao Yun were severely damaged. The most obvious one was that the boat on the Demon Summoning Sutra Sea was riddled with holes.

If you step into the eighth realm at this time, you will definitely be able to completely swallow up the Taoist injuries. The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique is very strong.

But he didn't want to. The Baiyi Stone Staircase showed him that he might not want to leave any regrets if he took another step forward.

"Boom!"

Gravity collapsed, and he was almost crushed to death in this clay sculpture world.

But in the end he overcame it, finished sculpting a clay tire, and broke free from it.

Although he was fine on the surface, the Tao injury in his body became more and more serious. He had just broken free from the stone steps and before he had time to calm down, he saw Volo Mo standing next to him.

A word appeared on the broken compass.

"Change!"

The gold was exchanged for discount, but the gold was destroyed. Chen Banxian had no choice but to lift the imperial jar to resist, but he still screamed and his lungs were pierced.

He took a big breath and spat out blood foam, but the air he had just inhaled escaped from his chest again, and blood flowed freely.

He had no choice but to enter the stone steps again and escape temporarily.

"It won't kill you. That jar is really good!"

Volomo is salivating and will kill Chen Banxian next time.

"Master Fu, that's enough!"

Sword Master Duanwai called him from the next few steps: "That is the genius of my human race. As a descendant of Emperor Fuxi, is it possible that you really want to kill him?"

"Old Holy Mother, you know nothing." Volomo sneered: "There are so many talented people in the human race, how can you not refuse to take the treasure right in front of you?"

"As the saying goes, if God gives something, it will not take the blame. This should be an opportunity for my Fu family."

After hearing this, the leader of the Hongshou Clan clapped his hands: "The Fu family has understood the way to eternal prosperity, congratulations."

Sword Master Duanwei snorted coldly: "Beat your old clan leader, and then I'll kill you, the little clan leader."

"It's a shame that someone was kept in the dark for their own selfish desires, destroying the future foundation of our human race."

He made a horizontal stroke with his long sword: "I am sad and will not agree!"

"Bah, what does it have to do with me if you don't agree?" The leader of the Hong Beast Clan urged the ancestral skin bag to go directly to the next step: "Everyone, work together, the treasure will be divided soon."

They were very fast, almost coming out as soon as they entered, completely benefiting from the effect of the Great Sage's skin.

It's almost like the Great Sage is breaking through.

However, when they turned around, they noticed that the speed of the Sword Master of Death was greatly increased.

He has a sword and a person, alone and disillusioned step by step on the stone steps.

"You...you...what are you doing!"

The leader of the Hong Beast Clan was shocked and noticed that the aura of the Sword Master Duanwei was rapidly strengthening.

"Do you know why I am called Duan Ai?"

The aura of the man holding the sword quickly more than doubled in strength. No one knew what happened to him, and his speed suddenly increased.

Only Fuxi and Gai Jiuyou can understand.

"He is rebuilding the third level of the Immortal Platform and killing me."

Gai Jiuyou's voice was slightly hoarse: "Kill my obsession, and my body will be like a spiritual body. It will not be disturbed by impurities, and I will have no worries or hindrances."

"Sword Master Duanwei's Killing Me retains precious memories. Now he has re-cultivated Killing Me and cut away the most important obsession. In exchange, his current combat power and potential have greatly increased."

"That's right." Fuxi nodded: "Fellow Taoist is quite knowledgeable and talented. It's a pity that he didn't become an emperor."

He guessed something: "You are unlucky. Someone should be proclaimed emperor in ten thousand years or so, cutting off your future."

"I was born in the era of Emperor Qing." Gai Jiuyou shook his head and stopped mentioning the old events of his adulthood.

"But I see, fellow Taoist, that although your eyes are cloudy, you have not lost your will. There is a fire burning brightly."

Emperor Fuxi asked lightly: "Fellow Taoist, you have another chance."

"There is another opportunity." Gai Jiuyou looked at Chen Banxian's figure in the stone staircase.

"Young Chen Chen is kind to me. If the emperor doesn't take action, I, the old man, will still take action."

Emperor Fuxi smiled: "Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. It's not easy to cut off the Sword Master's sorrow. Maybe we can protect him for a while."

Lin Tian couldn't understand, but he would nod: "The Emperor is right, Senior Gai is right!"

At this time, the combat power of Sword Master Duanwei has been soaring.

"I have regrets. I have been troubled by inner demons. Countless days and nights, countless thoughts have stopped me from moving forward."

The sword of the Sword Master Duanwei is shining: "I cut off my name, but I dare not cut off that memory."

"But you really bullied people too much and wanted to destroy the foundation of the human race. If my human race hadn't been weak back then, how could she have committed suicide in front of me!"

That was his eternal obsession, and he could never forget her last look before her death, which gradually became silent.

The Sword Master Duanwei walked step by step, and his momentum became stronger step by step. He spoke loudly, and his words were straighter than the sword:

"If the human race were to fight among themselves like you, there would still be countless me and countless hers!"

The words have fallen! He has killed Tier corpses, and the test has not weakened his momentum, but has made his sword sharper.

"Sword Master Duanwei, do you want to protect him?"

The leader of the Heavenly Mandate Sect held the Heavenly Mandate Book and asked about the domineering sword in front of him.

"I want to protect him."

There were only four words. There was sadness in the eyes of the Sword Master Duan Ai, but more of a fighting spirit.

"It is really a tragedy for the human race that you are there, but there are also people like me in the human race."

He wanted to protect the younger generation, not just for the talent Chen Banxian had shown.

Let him see hope for the future.

"Sir, you are really generous."

Volomo sneered: "We top families are very selfish and cannot compare to you."

"I just don't know what contribution the Sword Master has made besides killing a few ancient tribes. He has the nerve to say he looks down on us."

The sword master made a horizontal stroke with his sword: "Let me ask you, Volo Demon, what would you do if Fu Hai was killed by all the ancient tribes?"

Fuhai hesitated for a moment, but he quickly denied it.

"Impossible. My Fu family has a profound background and has the blood of the Great Emperor. The ancient clan simply does not dare to kill."

"What a great emperor!"

Sword Master Duanwei laughed loudly: "Aren't you afraid that the old man above will blush when you say these words in your ancestor's tomb?"

In the stone room, everyone subconsciously glanced at Emperor Fuxi.

"I'm not blushing."

Emperor Fuxi flicked his fingers, but his heart was still sad.

"Everything in this world is evolving, and it is reasonable for such a situation to occur. Everyone, please laugh."