unparalleled son-in-law

The Undead Immortal Sword is also in his hands.

Even though he had already guessed in his heart, Liu Wenqing couldn't help but tremble in his heart when Chu Chen spoke out the Undead Immortal Sword calmly.

Qingyun and Undead is a legend of Shushan Xianjianzong.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Qingyun's undead reappeared in the world.

Liu Wenqing's expression subconsciously erased a trace of worry and looked at Chu Chen.

He had heard quite a few legends about the Undead Immortal Sword.

Can this young Tianjiao control the aura of the Undead Immortal Sword?

Liu Shiwan glanced at Liu Wenqing.

Brother Wen, I'm afraid you don't know that Brother Chen not only possesses the Immortal Sword of the Undead, but also possesses a clone with strong demonic energy.

Of course, Liu Shiwan only muttered inwardly, but didn't say it out loud.

"The undead is in your hand, which means that you still have something to hold back in today's battle." Liu Wenqing's expression was shocked, the warrior of the second tribulation, and the strong man of the seventh tribulation, unexpectedly still kept his hand.

Liu Wenqing's eyes fell on Chu Chen's bird.

The one on the shoulder.

At this moment, in Liu Wenqing's view, everything about Chu Chen gave him an extraordinary feeling.

"Junior Brother Wen, hurry up and clear up our confusion." Liu Shiwan couldn't wait, he had never been so delayed during the live broadcast.

Xiaoliu Jianxian told stories from 2000 years ago, and every story was told clearly and clearly.

Liu Wenqing pondered for a while, "Brother Shiwan, I also know that you have many doubts in your mind. I'm afraid I can only explain what happened to you when the suzerain arrives."

"Where is Master?" Liu Shiwan whispered.

"I have ordered someone to pass the news back, and I believe the suzerain will come here in person soon." Liu Wenqing asserted, after all, senior brother Shiwan was once the suzerain's most beloved apprentice.

After Liu Wenqing paused, he turned his gaze to Chu Chen, "As for the question you just asked, I can only answer half of the answer. In the past, Emperor Qin Yu really only led the nine major sects and united the various sects that came together. Warriors, fighting together, are called the Nine Meridians of the Qin Department."

"The only thing that is missing is Shushan Immortal Sword Sect." Liu Wenqing said, "We just arrived at the Mad God Realm, and the suzerain took us away from Emperor Qin Yu, and later found a hidden fairy peak, which the suzerain named Xiao Shushan."

"Shushan Immortal Sword Sect's first stop in Mad God Realm is Xiaoshu Mountain."

"Afterwards, the flames of war in the Mad God Realm ignited, and the battle between the Nine Meridians of the Qin Department and the League of the Mad God was utterly dark. Emperor Qin Yu once led the Nine Meridians of the Qin Department to fight at the door of the Mad God Realm, but was still defeated by the mad gods." The gods reversed the situation, and with the fall of Emperor Qin Yu, the nine branches of the Qin tribe were also broken up and defeated."

Few words.

After Liu Wenqing finished speaking, everyone was still looking at him.

Half a meeting.

Qin Su couldn't help asking, "Is this the end?"

Liu Wenqing glanced at Qin Su.

Among this group of people, the most mysterious person is the man with the peach blossom mask. Even now, he still wears the peach blossom mask.

"It's over." Liu Wenqing nodded.

"Junior Brother Wen, if you go to the live broadcast, you will starve to death." The corner of Liu Shiwan's mouth twitched.

Not only is it concise, there are no details, and there is no cause and effect.

"For example, can you tell me why the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect didn't make a move until the Qin Department's Nine Meridians were completely defeated?" Song Yan couldn't help asking.

"Could it be that Master and Emperor Qin had a conflict?" Liu Shiwan suddenly had a guess, and quickly made up a super drama of two dragons playing with pearls in his brain.

"No one knows the specific reason." Liu Wenqing said, "After we arrived at Xiaoshu Mountain, the only task we had every day was to practice desperately, understand the meaning of the sword, and improve our strength. Until recently, the suzerain gradually assigned tasks to the children of Shushan Apart from the battle at the God Killing Cliff, the Sky Eagle Valley is the first large-scale battle that Shushan Immortal Sword Sect has participated in since coming to the Mad God Realm."

Chu Chen's expression was full of puzzlement.

Although Chu Chen didn't know the other nine sects among the top ten sects in the warrior world, he felt that once Shushan Xianjianzong entered the battlefield, it would be an extremely terrifying force and the strongest spear on the battlefield.

However, Shushan Immortal Sword Sect was left behind.

Liu Shiwan has been drunk for 2000 years, and the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect has been in the Mad God Realm for 2000 years.

What can make a group of sword immortals do this?

Chu Chen couldn't figure it out.

You know, Shushan Sword Immortals are synonymous with unruly, courageous and invincible.

"By the way, I also have a lot of doubts in my heart." Liu Wenqing asked in turn, "It's been 2000 years, has the aura of the homeland recovered?"

"Not yet, the aura on our bodies is automatically generated." Liu Shiwan rolled his eyes at Liu Wenqing.

Liu Wenqing was startled, and then realized that he asked a nonsense question.

If the aura of the homeland has not yet recovered, how could Senior Brother Hundred Thousand wake up and come to the Realm of the Mad God.

"Then, in the past 2000 years, how do people live in the homeland where the aura has been exhausted?" Liu Wenqing was curious.

"Junior Brother Wen, I can give you the answer to this question." Liu Shiwan said, "In the homeland without aura, people have gradually explored a new way of cultivation. When night falls, there will be many young monks Standing at the door of the streets and alleys, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon."

Chu Chen and the others walked away.

Xiaoliu Jianxian wants to solve the confusion in reverse, and lead the old people from 2000 years ago to appreciate the modern urban atmosphere after 2000.

Liu Wenqing listened very seriously, "Where's the male monk?"

"Every time a male cultivator practices, it is a huge test of his heart, and it needs to cost a lot. At the same time, he also has to take a huge risk, Junior Brother Wen, let me explain it to you in detail."

Liu Shiwan found that Chu Chen and others had left, and only him and Junior Brother Wen were left by the lake.

However, while Liu Shiwan was talking, he inadvertently raised his head, startled, "Brother Feng, why are you here?"

The back of his head was facing Liu Shiwan and Liu Wenqing.

"Passing by." Jiang Qufeng replied coolly.

"Oh." Liu Shiwan nodded, "Where did I just say?"

Jiang Qufeng hurriedly turned his head, "The 36 unique skills of the female monk to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon."

The other side of Skyhawk Valley.

Chu Chen and Song Yan walked side by side, and the little goddess jumped up and down on their shoulders, having a great time.

Suddenly, Song Yan stopped, "Why did I lose my bracelet?" Song Yan subconsciously reached out to touch her wrist.

"Bracelet?" Chu Chen was startled, then smiled, "It's okay, just buy it after you lose it. It's not surprising to lose a bracelet in today's fight."

"Accompany me to look for it." Song Yan was a little anxious, "This is the bracelet Fairy Yun gave me when we first met. It means a lot to me."

"Chirp!" The little goddess suddenly screamed a few times, and immediately transformed back into a human form.

"Fairy Yun?" Chu Chen blurted out a conditioned response, "Who is Fairy Yun?"