Chapter 6189 Firebird Grandmaster

The Firebird Patriarch felt that his body was strongly suppressed. He wanted to tell Wan Jinlong, but he couldn't do it.

A terrifying fiery red gate appeared in the ground, and the body of the Firebird Patriarch disappeared inside.

When the Firebird Patriarch disappeared, the entire triple-layer outer domain trembled greatly.

In an instant, all the warriors were attracted.

"Sir, the Firebird Patriarch has been sealed by us, and the triple-layer outer domain has been completely suppressed." After sealing the Firebird Patriarch, the voice of a black-robed warrior spread in the dark space.

The triple-layer, Blood Cloud Hall, the current regional top sect's Shenlong Posing God master, looked very gloomy.

"Elder Wan Jinlong, what's wrong." Wang Wei said.

Wan Jinlong agreed in his heart: "The Divine Sword Sect has sent a message that the outer domain of the third layer is in great danger. I asked the old master Firebird to investigate, but he was sealed by the Golden Turtle Demon Sect."

"The Golden Turtle Demon Sect suddenly broke out, causing great danger to our third layer." Wan Jinlong continued: "This time their target is the outer domain of the third layer. If they get this thing, our third layer will have no defense power."

"Damn Golden Turtle Demon Sect, too arrogant, dare to arrogantly seal your third layer outer domain."

At this time!

A terrifying sound came from the ground, followed by an extremely powerful force that enveloped the Blood Cloud Hall.

It has been millions of years since the Golden Turtle Demon Sect finally appeared, and it has fought back against the famous and upright sects, and even suppressed the Blood Cloud Hall.

"I suppressed the Blood Cloud Hall, I hope you don't let me waste my energy in vain."

He looked at the Blood Cloud Hall and said helplessly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely find what the ancestors specifically want."

From this day on, the Golden Turtle Demon Sect completely broke out, and the entire third layer was directly occupied.

They completely suppressed the passage of the fourth layer, so that the warriors in the fourth layer, those masters of the Dragon Breaking God, had no idea what was happening in the third layer.

The outer domain of the third layer and the third layer were in great danger, and Chen Xuan had no idea about this.

At this moment, he was in the Golden Dragon Hall, practicing Zhao Ju's legend in seclusion

The Broken Sword of the Golden Throne appeared not far from the Golden Dragon Hall.

And the golden broken sword exuded an aura, and these auras had surging power.

Contacting the golden broken sword gave Chen Xuan a different feeling.

He stared at the Broken Sword of the Golden Throne, and couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Wang Jing laughed helplessly: "You are the same as when I first came into the Golden Dragon Hall. The Broken Sword of the Golden Throne was made by Zhao Ju himself. There are many possibilities that there is no way to restore the spiritual consciousness. You should be more cautious."

Hearing Wang Jing's words, Chen Xuan didn't say much.

"Do you know what Director Zhao practices?" Chen Xuan asked doubtfully.

"The previous Director Zhao understood many kinds of skills and was a real top master." When he came to Director Zhao, Wang Jing was helpless.

"We practitioners idolize Director Zhao. It would be great if I could reach Director Zhao's level."

Chen Xuan shook his head helplessly.

"You don't know how powerful Director Zhao is." Wang Jing said: "When a warrior dominates the world, any rune secret cultivation and strength are useless to him."

Wang Jing's words made Chen Xuan tremble in his heart.

Compared with the previous contact with the real mystery of the Pangu Center World, and how powerful are those real top masters?

"Director Zhao is the first warrior in the real history of billions of years."

Wang Jing shook his head helplessly, his face full of respect for Director Zhao.

"Too scary."

Chen Xuan had no way to think about how powerful a master of Director Zhao's level was.

"We warriors will never be able to reach the level of Director Zhao in our lifetime. But even if there are many dangers and enemies during training, I can't give up." Wang Jing said.

Every warrior's training path is different, and every warrior's inner training is also very different.

This is the inner gate area, the Golden Dragon Hall.

The Broken Sword of the Golden Palace contains Director Zhao's legend.

He must not miss such an opportunity that can only be created in billions of years of history, otherwise he will regret it very much.

At this moment.

Chen Xuan walked to the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace again.

He prepared again, and then swung the long sword, instantly holding the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace in his hand.

Then, a loud shout came from him.

There was a movement in front of him, and the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace stood motionless on the ground, and he had no way to swing it.

Chen Xuan tried to use the crazy power of the Vermillion Bird Nirvana to attack the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace.

Horror!

The power of Suzaku Nirvana, not long ago, came into contact with the broken sword of Jinluan, and was quickly rebounded.

Chen Xuan's body quickly retreated several hundred meters.

After stabilizing his body, Chen Xuan's sword was trembling, and a terrifying breath came out of his body. Chen Xuan was very helpless.

"Don't think of a way. If I could get it, I would have gotten it before."

"Is there no other way? I don't believe it. I think there must be some way."

Chen Xuan turned his head and looked at Wang Jing.

"The inheritance left by Director Zhao has a high probability of choosing a powerful warrior. For tens of millions of years, only we have passed the trial and were sent to the Golden Dragon Palace by the Golden Dragon Mage, but why didn't the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace give us even a little chance?" Chen Xuan said puzzledly.

He stared at the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace with mysterious eyes. How could he find the inheritance left by Director Zhao?

Wang Jing stared at Chen Xuan and shook his head helplessly, saying: "Actually, I didn't want to give up at the beginning, but things are not that simple."

The long river of time broke Wang Jing's idealism. His idea now is to leave the Golden Dragon Palace, leave the Xianshan Sect, and create an independent fairyland in the Pangu Central World to be a powerful domain master. This is enough for him, but it is far from enough for Chen Xuan.

"Could it be that our original idea has always been wrong." Chen Xuan suddenly said.

"I have tried it before, but it didn't work in the end. I really don't understand, what other way can I move the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace." Wang Jing gave up directly.

"I absolutely cannot give up."

Chen Xuan has been practicing till now, and he doesn't want to be sealed in this place.

"I don't know if Director Zhao has left anything useful."

Chen Xuan came to the Broken Sword of the Golden Throne again, and practiced madly in seclusion.

Seeing Chen Xuan's body, Wang Jing shook his head helplessly. It has been nearly half a year since he came to the Golden Dragon Hall.

For nearly half a year, Chen Xuan has been practicing madly in seclusion, but he has not found anything.

At this moment, the power in the Broken Sword of the Golden Throne defended him.

He resisted the release of power, and the surrounding area was full of broken spiritual energy, and his body was full of ideal breath.

Wang Jing's voice came: "What can you do, don't try again."

"I'm not going to stay in this place forever."

"Am I going to stay in this place forever?" Wang Jing said: "Director Zhao is a very powerful guy. It is very difficult to comprehend the essence of the inheritance he left behind."

"Don't say so much for now, why not play chess with me." Wang Jing smiled helplessly.

At this moment.

Wang Jing now had a piece of bluestone with a chessboard on it. Wang Jing helped him prepare the chessboard. Wang Jing picked up the black piece and put it on the chessboard.

"Don't think about it, come and play chess properly."

After that, he ignored Chen Xuan and played the endgame alone.

Before, Wang Jing found a good way to entertain himself, which was to play the endgame alone.

After all, when he was young, he was also a warrior with a very strong cultivation and a very active mind. In the long river of time, he must find some fun.

Playing chess when there is nothing to do and feeling the Broken Sword of the Golden Throne is also a good way of entertainment.

Not all warriors can enter the Golden Dragon Hall.

"It's really funny."

Wang Jing laughed helplessly and started to play the endgame alone.

The Broken Sword of the Golden Throne, with a mysterious light ball on its body, and a little breath kept moving. If you get close, there will be a terrifying repressive force suppressing you.

At this time

The power of Suzaku Nirvana was used to push forward with all its strength, defending against this terrifying suppression force. Chen Xuan instantly came to the front of the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace.

At this moment.

Chen Xuan was very surprised. He swung the long sword, and the terrifying power gathered in the long sword. He swung it with all his strength to absorb the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace.

The light ball on the golden broken sword was the passage to leave here, and the terrifying power burst out instantly.

Chen Xuan felt that his body was about to be destroyed, and it was a little difficult to operate his spiritual power.

"There is no way to resist."

Chen Xuan had no way to resist just by operating his spiritual power.

When his body could not help but surge backward, the long sword appeared at the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace.

The terrifying power surged out instantly, and was emitted on the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace.

Then when these powers were absorbed by the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace, the powerful suppression on Chen Xuan disappeared instantly.

What happened.

Chen Xuan was surprised, and stared at the Broken Sword of the Golden Palace with a puzzled expression.

Chen Xuan's heart trembled. He found that there was a force condensed in the mysterious light ball of the broken Jinluan sword.

"Different mysterious power of the first."

Chen Xuan didn't know what to do.

"The power of the first of the Vermillion Bird!"

Now Chen Xuan's body was trembling, and he found that it was this reason.