Dad: At the Beginning, The Empress Brought Her Daughter to the Door to Force Her Marriage

Three Breath Kung Fu!

Lu Zhi and other four top magic craftsmen can carve the lines of one eye.

Heng Jingtian, a thousand-handed magician who ranks in the holy order, can carve the lines of a whole face.

But to say that two-thirds of the statues are completed is simply whimsical and idiotic!

However, Lin Xuan did it!

Its speed is as fast as lightning, and it cannot be caught. It can only be admired!

Even now that Lin Xuan has stopped, the first-generation craftsman Shengheng Jingtian still feels too shocked, and his scalp is slightly numb.

He couldn't help but exclaim:

"The old man has been famous in the world of demons for more than 30,000 years. He is called a generation of craftsmen. He thinks that he will never meet an opponent in his life."

"But the quickness of the emperor's action and the superb skills really amazes the old man."

"The old man feels that the only person who can be called a 'craftsman' in this world is Difuer!"

Having said that, he got up and bowed respectfully to Lin Xuan.

Demons naturally worship the strong, not to mention the craftsmen, who are highly skilled.

With this shot, Lin Xuan completely conquered Heng Jingtian with only three breaths of effort.

Seeing Heng Jingtian worship, Lu Zhi and other four magic masters were even more excited and worshipped.

"The emperor is really mighty!"

"I admire it!"

The four of them saluted Lin Xuan at the same time, and their words were extremely compliment.

Mo Xie Mojun was even more ecstatic, he stepped forward and bowed to Lin Xuan:

"Difu is really the lucky star of our country!"

"I urge the emperor to agree, let me make a golden body for the emperor, and I will be with the devil Fenglian, and I will be blessed with boundless blessings of Mo Yeguo!"

Lin Xuan didn't expect that Mo Xie Mojun would be so crazy, he actually wanted to enshrine his golden body and Fenglian Demon God in the same position.

"This matter is nothing but a hands-on effort. The Demon Lord should not be so solemn." Lin Xuan shook his head. "The Demon God of Fenglian is the belief of all generations of your country, and it should not be shaken at will."

Seeing that Lin Xuan's attitude was firm, Mo Xie Mojun didn't dare to insist any longer.

On second thought, he also felt that he was a little impulsive just now.

"Thinking about it carefully, it is really inappropriate to compare the emperor's golden body with the idol of the Demon God Fenglian."

"The Demon God of Fenglian is our country's belief, and his status is respected, but compared with the emperor's husband, there is still a slight gap."

"Because where the emperor goes, the brilliance shines everywhere. With his age and strength, he will soon become the belief of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and even the Demon Realm."

"Our Moye National Temple is so small that we really can't accommodate this great god!"

Thinking of this, Mo Xie Mojun looked at Lin Xuan as if he was facing a true immortal descending from the sky.

And Heng Jingtian and others were even more impressed.

The emperor is not arrogant in his credit, and his words and deeds are polite and restrained. He is really sage-like!

Heng Jingtian took the initiative to step forward and said: "The emperor is on top. The next things such as polishing, polishing, coloring, etc., will be done by the old man and the disciples!"

He thought to himself that Lin Xuan had already completed the most difficult part. Of course, he could not let him do any more auxiliary work.

Lin Xuan nodded casually: "Alright."

Heng Jingtian couldn't help but smile all over his face, and it seemed that he had attacked Lin Xuan, which was a great honor for him.

After they finished all the statues, there was only half an hour left until the opening of the Demon Dao Tianjiao Conference.

At this moment, Ning Mi walked into the hall with a look of joy.

Lin Xuan noticed that the black demonic energy lingering above Ning Mi's head was almost transparent, giving him a sense of returning to the original.

This means that she has indeed made huge progress.

And Ning Mi's Emperor Realm cultivation base also confirmed how fast her progress was.

Mo Xie Mojun looked surprised: "Mi'er, you are already in the emperor realm!"

At the beginning, he was also a generation of arrogance, but he did not reach the emperor realm until he was twenty-five years old.

Ning Mi was eleven years earlier than him, which made him ecstatic.

"Yes, Father!" Ning Mi's beautiful purple eyes fell on Lin Xuan, "It all depends on the help of the emperor, without the emperor, I would never have reached such a high level now!"

Moxie Demon Lord nodded again and again.

Today, Lin Xuan not only helped Ning Mi break through her cultivation, but also helped Mo Yeguo to shape the statue of the Demon God Fenglian.

In public and private, Mo Yeguo owed Lin Xuan a huge favor.

"Our country is at the very edge of the southern region of Tianmo, and it is still far from Beixuantian."

"But if the emperor has any needs, he will definitely die and die!"

Mo Xie Demon Lord saluted respectfully.

Lin Xuan looked indifferent: "No need to be more polite, the Tianjiao Conference is about to start, let's set off immediately."

"Yes!" Mo Xie Demon Lord and Ning Mi led the way with a look of joy.

...

Heavenly Demon Realm, Southern Region, Jiyuan Demon Valley.

Huhuhu~

The magic valley 100,000 miles deep was instantly filled with black magic energy.

Immediately afterwards, the demon gas transformed into a form.

It turned into a huge magic sword with nine swords of slashing the sky, suspended in the air, with a dignified imposing manner.

clear and distinct.

The nine-handed magic swords are clearly sharp-edged, and the terrifying sword light seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth.

When the sword light flickered, the sky in a radius of 100,000 miles trembled slightly.

It is conceivable that the power of these nine-handed swords has reached an extraordinary level.

And they are the famous Nine Swords of Burial Heaven!

"Sword come!"

A cry came from the depths of the Jiyuan Demon Valley, and the nine-handled Heaven Burying Demon Sword fell in response to the sound and gathered in the hands of Situ Moxie.

Glancing over the nine magic swords, a arrogant smile appeared on Situ Moxie's gloomy face.

"The re-cast Nine Burial Heaven Sword is 70% stronger than before, which is a real surprise!"

"When the nine swords are united, the power of the law contained in them makes it easy to kill the Great Sacred Realm!"

"Even monsters in the Ancient God Realm can be hurt!"

With a flick of his right hand, the Heavenly Burial Nine Swords instantly turned into nine huge black shadows, suspended beside Situ Moxie.

In this dark shadow, there are vaguely nine huge two-winged dragons flying and whistling, with an absolutely extraordinary momentum.

"Master!"

At this moment, a dark shadow fell.

Yin Feng, Situ Moxie's new apprentice, knelt down on one knee and said, "Beixuan Tiandifu has come to the Demon Realm!"

Situ Moxie's eyes froze: "You came just after I finished refining the Heaven Burying Nine Swords. It seems that you are destined to be buried in the Heavenly Demon Realm!"

Since the death of his apprentice Cang Hao, he has been refining the Heaven Burying Nine Swords while sending people to search for clues in the Southern Region to find the person who killed Cang Hao in the first place.

Later, when he learned that the murderer was Lin Xuan, he specially strengthened the power of the Heaven Burying Nine Swords.

Fortunately, the sky did not let him down, and let him refine the stronger Nine Heaven Burying Sword.

"Do you know where he is now?" Situ Moxie asked.

Yin Feng: "He took the jade carriage, and it seemed that he was going to the Ten Thousand Demons Arena."

"very good!"

Situ Moxie's eyes were cold: "Then let the Ten Thousand Demons Arena become the burial place of the Emperor Beixuan!"

He had already made a plan in his heart, and immediately went to the Ten Thousand Demons Arena to kill Lin Xuan, and then chose the opportunity to kill Donghuang Ziyou.

At that time, his status in the Magic Alliance will definitely rise!

...

Heavenly Demon Realm, Western Regions.

In the thick magic fog, a black moon hangs high in the sky.

Above the desolate and treacherous Demon Mountain, a dilapidated black temple exudes an extremely gloomy aura.

The main hall in the center of the temple is called the Hall of Devouring Spirits.

A young monk wearing a black cassock pushed open the door of the main hall.

I saw an old monk wearing a gold-black cassock and a huge black Buddha bead hanging around his neck, sitting cross-legged in the air.

The little monk's name grabbed his heart, and saluted with a look of awe: "Master, the time for the Tianjiao Conference is almost here."