Chatper 1287 (1/2)

"This matter has a lot to do with it. It can affect the whole body. Let me think about it."

The Rising Cloud Sword Sect has been established for hundreds of thousands of years. The mountain gate has always been built in this Rising Cloud Mountains. This is also the foundation of the ancestors of the Rising Cloud Sword Sect.

Having said that, Shenwu Continent is a little too small. Although Yang Xuan swears that he can upgrade the small world of Shenwu Continent to a big world in one fell swoop, how much time will it take?

All of this can be said to be unknown, and even whether Yang Xuan can really do it is another matter.

Yang Xuan picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, and said with a smile: "No hurry, little brother has to go to Wudu Gate later. When I come back from Wudu Gate, it won't be too late for my brother to give me an answer."

After speaking, he praised: "Good wine."

Wine is just some kind of medicinal wine, not a real good wine in the world. It is a peerless wine, but it can make people calm down and cultivate one's self-cultivation. Yang Xuan couldn't help but drink a few more sips.

Zhuangzong drank this wine in a normal year, but he didn't find it miraculous. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you going to the Five Poison Sect?"

Zhuang Zongzheng has been practicing for many years, and he is old and mature. He understands that these five poisonous sects are afraid that Yang Xuan may be accidentally provoked.

bother you for something!

What's more, it's still a big evil sect who does all kinds of evil and is angry with people and gods?

Let's just say that these five poison sects have offended people over the years. Some people and some forces even regard the five poison sects as a thorn in their side, and they can't wait to get rid of them soon.

"The tiger demon beside me has a grudge against the Five Poison Sect. I'm just here to scout for it and kill some people by the way."

Yang Xuan said casually, but Zhuang Zongzheng froze in his heart.

He could see that Yang Xuan was a demon cultivator, and a demon cultivator had always acted recklessly and decisively.

Yang Xuan said that he would kill some people. God knows if he will kill him in the end and completely raze the entire Five Poison Gate to the ground.

Anyway, the Five Poison Sect has provoked a killing god this time, and even if the Sect is not destroyed, its vitality will be greatly damaged.

"Do you need your brother's help?"

"No, it's a small five-poison sect, and my brother hasn't paid attention to it yet."

"Five Poison Sect is a major sect of refining poisons, and it has a powerful mountain protection formation. There are even three Dongtian cultivators who are not inferior to me. Are you sure my brother can handle it?"

Yang Xuan is very strong, very strong, which Zhuang Zongzheng believes, but he also knows the background of the Five Poison Sect, so he is still a little worried.

"Below the real immortal, I'm invincible. If you don't believe me, brother, you can go with me to see. Of course, you don't have to shoot, just be a spectator."

"That's it, then I'll go to the Five Poison Gate with my brother."

Zhuang Zongzheng thought about it and decided to go to the Five Poison Gate with Yang Xuan.

This is a great opportunity to examine Yang Xuan's strength. If Yang Xuan really can easily wipe out the Five Poison Sect, then he has to think carefully about his previous proposal.

"Are you invincible below a true immortal?"

Zhuang Zongzheng said silently, but he didn't think Yang Xuan was talking nonsense, or he was extremely conceited and uttered wild words.

"This son must have some trump card to dare to make such rhetoric."

Thinking of this, Zhuang Zongzheng couldn't wait, "I wonder when my brother is going to leave?"

"Now."