Chapter 1652: disaster

The first thousand six hundred and fifty-three chapters of disaster

The Kunlun Mountains are uninterrupted and majestic, even with some special significance. This is the place where ancient myths gather.

At this time, on a towering mountain peak in Kunlun Mountain, a black palace stood like a pagoda on the mountain peak. In the distance, I saw a stunned hungry flying quickly and constantly approaching the black palace.

"Bold, Xuanjiezong temporarily resides in the palace, who dares to trespass."

A young man wearing a black robe and embroidered with the word'Xuan' with gold thread on his chest stopped the figure that was fast approaching the palace.

"Senior, please tell me the trouble. I'm here to find my son, Zhuo Bufan, and he is in the palace of the Xuanjiezong." This Jinghong stopped, it was a water and spirit girl, it was the sword, but At this moment, her entire face was full of anxiety.

"Zhuo Bufan is a genius disciple who is running for the Xuanjie Sect. He is now cultivating in the palace. Unless there are special circumstances, he should not enter." The black robe youth said coldly, not at all because he was facing a cute girl. Gentle attitude.

Shi Jian squeezed her white fists, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She knew that the young man in black robes must be stronger than her, and if she broke in, she might also be punished.

"How to do it?"

Shi Jian blinked his eyes, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and the true essence in his body rose rapidly, releasing his own energy.

There is an enchantment formation in the palace of the Xuanjiezong, which can prevent divine consciousness detection, but the swordsman knows that Zhuo Bufan's divine consciousness is stronger than many people. If he exudes enough aura, Zhuo Bufan should be able to feel it.

Zhuo Bufan, who had been staying in the palace, had already learned about the Xuanjiezong in the past more than a month. As for the other secret techniques, he did not practice.

It is not only that he has no cultivation, as long as he gets the top ten geniuses in the Golden Secret Realm to try, almost no cultivation, they are selected geniuses, as long as they reach the Profound Realm Sect, they will definitely be vigorously trained, while the others only have places to join the Profound Realm. The clansmen are different. Even if you reach the Xuanjie Sect, if you can't stand out, you won't have much success in the future, just like these ordinary disciples from the Xuanjie Sect.

"The breath of the sword."

Zhuo Bufan, who was reading a book, suddenly put down the book in his hand and frowned.

If it weren't for special things, Shi Jian would not have come to the Xuanjiezong palace to look for him.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan flew towards the outside of the palace immediately, but as soon as he flew outside the palace, he was stopped by two Xuanjiezong disciples, "Zhuo Bufan, there is no order from the envoy and the elder. Now no one is allowed. Leave the palace, please go back."

These two people are not too indifferent to Zhuo Bufan. After all, Zhuo Bufan entered the Profound Realm Sect under the name of the ten geniuses before. He will definitely be cultivated by a lot of resources in the future. It will be a matter of time before they surpass them, so...now they too Will not be too indifferent to Zhuo Bufan.

"I have important things, please let me go out." Zhuo Bufan arched his hands and frowned.

"Sorry, we only execute the orders of the envoy and the elders, please don't embarrass us." The two shook their heads.

A graceful figure like a butterfly suddenly came to the gate of the palace, glanced at the two of them and said, "Let him go out."

"Yes, Miss." The two glanced at each other, and immediately condensed the seal in their hands, opening the palace enchantment.

This butterfly-like figure is not someone else but Meng Qingge.

"Thank you Miss Meng." Zhuo Bufan arched his hands and flew towards the sky immediately.

Meng Qingge was the color of the square standing at the gate of the palace. Seeing Zhuo Bufan leaving, she frowned, "That **** guy, he made such a big disturbance, so I must report to Grandpa."

After muttering to himself, Meng Qingge turned and flew towards the palace.

The palace is divided into nine floors, each of which has a height of several tens of miles, and the disciples of the Xuanjiezong handle the entrance, but as Meng Qingge, he went directly to a secret room on the ninth floor without any hindrance.

There was a white-haired old man sitting in the secret room, whose breath was extremely convergent, and he couldn't even feel a hint of aura from his body.

"grandfather."

Meng Qingge walked directly into the secret room and shouted.

"Oh, what's the matter? Do you think it's not fun, do you want me to send you back to the sect first." The white-haired old man opened his eyes, and showed a kind smile on his wrinkled face.

"No, it's the Qionglongxing guy here, you should feel it too." Meng Qingge shook his head and frowned.

There are a total of seven elders of the Xuanjie Sect, all of which are semi-sacred. They are the strongest strength of the Xuanjie Sect. Meng Qingge's grandfather, Meng Hedao, is one of the seven elders.

Meng Hedao nodded, "Well, I had expected it a long time ago. The distance between Dragon Star and Blue Star is the closest, and I heard that Dragon Star has a flying treasure, which is a Xinghai-class treasure, at this speed. , It should be at Blue Star."

"Grandpa, what shall we do?" Meng Qingge asked with frowning eyebrows.

"You can do whatever you want, but you can get in touch with that side, and everything will be changed according to circumstances." Meng Hedao said slowly.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Meng Qingge nodded, and then left the secret room.

And above the high altitude of Kunlun Mountain, Zhuo Bufan left the palace, immediately confirmed the position of the sword, and immediately came to the sword, "Sword, why are you here? It’s not a major event, you shouldn’t come. , What happened?"

When Shi Jian saw Zhuo Bufan appear, his wrinkled little face gradually stretched out, but the worry on his little face was quite serious, "Master, something big happened..."

Waiting for Shi Jian to tell Zhuo Bufan what happened, Zhuo Bufan's expression also became extremely embarrassed.

Alien guest?

A giant sword?

Destroyed a community, 10,000 deaths!

"Damn, who the **** is it? It shouldn't be from the Xuanjie Sect." Zhuo Bufan bit his eyes, and bloodshot eyes grew out of his eyes, clearly on the verge of extreme anger.

This is his hometown, and those who died are also his compatriots.

"The Master Fang has passed, what do we do now, son?"

When encountering such a thing, Shi Jian also seemed a little at a loss.

"Let's go and take a look."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and flew towards Xuzhou City. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the boundary of Xuzhou City. Watching a huge sword rush into the sky, a community was almost destroyed. Ninety, there were constant ambulances transporting the wounded on the road, and those dark and deep eyes gradually turned red.

"No matter who it is, I must seek justice." Zhuo Bufan squeezed his fist, and under divine consciousness exploration, he suddenly discovered the mental fluctuations of Fang Tangjing and others, and the mental powers of the three were very weak.