The Dragon Army abandoned the southern Lizhou and turned its head west as fast as possible to the distant desert.

Thousands of dragons, plus nearly 10,000 sub-dragons, rushed away like a sky-high meteor.

The army of millions of dragons and beasts behind can only climb and run on the ground, and gradually it is lost.

However, even if the speed is reached the fastest, it can no longer satisfy the seven dragons.

Through the induction of blood, they determined that the location of the Son of the Dragon God was in the distant western desert, millions of miles away, and this sense was fleeting.

They were not sure whether the Son of the Dragon God would still exist when they arrived.

So, after traveling thousands of miles, the Dragon Army stopped and began to change the way of the march.

Leilong King Mosa took out a dragon pattern to Bao Hung Tissot, all the dragons and Yalong strong people into the Baosuo space, and then drove Baosuo, transformed into a thunderstorm, lasered to the western sky, a moment of thousands of miles...

The desert, the sword.

In the temple of the sword heart, the head of the finches, the elder song, Wang Changfeng and others are sitting in danger, one by one, with a gloomy face, silent, and seemingly waiting for something.

A moment later, a young man with upright and sharpness like a sword stepped into the hall, got down on one knee, and said, “The master, the elders, the disciples have led the elite in the three thousand doors, searching for thousands of miles, but still can not find the shadow of the mysterious person, the disciple is incompetent, please punish the master!”

This young man is one of the three most excellent people in today's Jasper youth, named Zhu Fengyi, the sixth sword of the sword of the shack, the sword master of the eight desert swords.

“Not found?”

Elder Wang Changfeng looked angry and shouted, “The wind, you carry the treasure in the door, how can you not find a trace?”Are you sure you’ve been looking for heaven and earth?”

The windy sword eyebrows were slightly invisible to pick, and the heart was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Changfeng's attitude.

However, he originally belonged to the people of the big elder family, and because of the civil unrest in the sword, he was in a retreat, so he was not involved.

Coupled with his recognition by the eight wild swords, the future is immeasurable, so it has not been liquidated after the exit.

But he must also be a man with his tail, even if his real fighting power is no different from that of the elders present.

At this moment, he said with trembling and trembling: "Returning to the king's elders, the disciple did indeed find the whole circle of thousands of miles, and did not let go of any corner."

However, the disciples are not good at the earth, so the underground search cannot be too deep, and there may be negligence and unknown...”

“The shit!”

Wang Changfeng scolded, “Don’t go looking for it!”

The wind changed slightly, and the anger in his heart rose, but the face showed fear and uneasiness, and hurriedly said, “Yes, yes, the disciple will look for it!”

“Slow down!”

The hand-keeper of the finches said, "The wind, when you go, bring a group of masters who are good at the native road, be sure to find the man!"

“Yes, Master, the student withdraws!”

Then he turned away from the command, and then he turned away.

When he came out of the hall, the back of the wind gradually straightened, and there was a sharp light in his indifferent eyes.

At this time, a young man with a sharp spirit and a great sword was the sword master of the fourth sword of the sword, Zhao Wujie.

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were cold, and the air on their bodies met, making the air around them surging.

“Not found?”

Zhao Wuji stopped and asked faintly.

"Not found."

The way of the wind is cold, his footsteps are non-stop, and he wants to stagger with Zhao Wuji.

At this time, I only listened to Zhao Wujie: "Although I have never seen the man, I know who he is."

“Huh?Who is he?”

The wind is slow, looking at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wujie's expressionless way:

“That must have been Lin Xuan.I have been with Lin Xuan many times, and his breath is unique in the whole real martial arts world, which is the breath of the Holy Word.

So, I advise you to say that even if you find it, you are far away, and you are not his opponent."

“Lin Xuan?Oh!My eight-sand-a-ban sword is not afraid of him!”The wind laughed coldly, and was proud.

"That when I didn't say it."

Zhao Wuji shook his head and turned away.

The wind was small, and the back of Zhao Wujie left, his eyes shining.

After a long time, he laughed disdainfully, and the intention of the battle became stronger and stronger, and he strode away.

In the sword-heart, Zhao Wuji walked in.

The leaders and elders, looking at Zhao Wuji and his eyes, and when they looked at the wind, were obviously very different.

For the wind, although people love their talents, they are vigilant and some complicated.

But for Zhao Wuji, everyone present has been optimistic, looking at Zhao Wujie's eyes, as if looking at the beloved baby, it is estimated that ordinary people can't stand it.

This is not only because Zhao Wuji is the sword that the leader has cultivated, but also because Zhao Wuji has another identity after coming out of the secret realm of the people.

His heavy identity is enough to make Jianzhu, the most mysterious forces in the people have a little contact, this silk connection may not have any direct benefit, but in the long run, there are some crucial hidden benefits.

“Nope, why did you come here?”

The finhead asked genially.

Zhao Wuji said, "Disciples are here because they have some discoveries and want to inform the leaders and the elders."

"Oh?"What found?”The finches are curious.

"Disciples can be sure that one of the two breaths before belongs to Lin Xuan."The disciples felt that the matter was of great importance, so they did not dare to hide it.”Zhao Wujie.

"What?"“Lin Xuan?”

“Is that the same thing as the forest?”

"Isn't that kid busy annexing the three dynasties now?"How did they come to our spear?”

“Hm!If that were true, we would not spare him.”

And the people were surprised, and they were angry.

The finnel son picked up his long eyebrows and asked, “There is no extreme, how do you determine that that person is Lin Xuan?”

Zhao Wuji said, “The disciple had a hand with Lin Xuan, and he was also defeated in his hands, and he was very familiar with his breath.”

His breath is the most unique one he has ever seen in his life.

The disciples carefully examined the ancient records, and finally determined that the breath in Lin Xuan belonged to the holy path, and he was driving other avenues with the holy way.

And the true martial arts, like him, have not been the foundation of the Word since ancient times.”

“There is such a thing!”

“Lin Xuan’s great chance!”

And the people were amazed.

Lin Xuan's reputation has spread throughout the world as early as a few years ago, and it has also been registered in the hearts of the major super forces.

However, Lin Xuan's whereabouts are mysterious, and never participate in various martial arts gatherings, even if they appear occasionally, they are mostly just a double appearance, so among the high-level parties, there are not many who have really seen him.

At this moment, I heard that Lin Xuan's cultivation was actually the holy way, and people couldn't help but look at Lin Xuan more.

In any case, a person who has forged the foundation of the Holy Way at a young age should not be underestimated.