Myriad Realms Summoning System

Xiao Chen is now a six-star Martial Emperor. As long as he can kill the people from Yunmen, he can get a Five-Realm Promotion Card, and then he can be directly promoted to a one-star Martial Saint. At that time, the seals on many of his subordinates can also be lifted.

Yan Lingji, Lu Xueqi, Wan Jianyi and others were all trapped in the Divine Wandering Realm because of their insufficient cultivation. As long as they could break through to the Martial Saint Realm, they could successfully advance to the True God Realm.

By then, he had the ability to initially fight against the Soul-Devouring Clan.

Thinking of this, Yun Conglong and his group had become a piece of fat meat in his eyes, a piece of fat meat that could not be let go at any cost.

This is much faster than him working hard to kill those Martial Saints and Martial Emperors to gain experience and level up.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, can you defeat these people?"

At this moment, Xiao Huoer's voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Chen's ears. Xiao Chen glanced at her and found that her face was full of worry.

Xiao Huo'er knew that Lu Xueqi was a powerful immortal god, but she was not sure what realm she was in. In fact, she was not very clear about the specific division of the three realms of gods. She only knew that the realm of immortal gods was above the realm of Martial Emperor.

Now, the Yunmen side has a total of five powerful immortals, while his side only has Lu Xueqi, who is at the immortal level. Even if the Xiao family's ancestor Xiao Longtu is included, there are only two people at the immortal level. How can they be the opponent of the Yunmen?

So Xiao Huoer couldn't help but start to worry at this moment.

Xiao Chen didn't even look at her, his attitude was extremely cold. At the moment, his mind was completely focused on the divine sword in his hand and the task that the system had just issued. So after hearing Xiao Huo'er's words, he simply said in a calm tone, "Don't worry about these things. I will take care of it. You just stand aside and watch."

Xiao Chen's words made Xiao Huo'er a little dissatisfied. What?! I'm just worried about you, is there any need to be so cold?

Xiao Chen didn't bother to pay attention to what Xiao Huo'er was thinking. He looked at the sword spirit Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, let's talk about what's between us later. Don't you hate these people? I'll take care of him for you now."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu smiled sweetly: "Master, I can actually handle these people. If you find it difficult to handle them, I can help you. I just dozed off."

Xiaowu was referring to the fact that Yun Conglong had temporarily controlled the magic sword just now, which made her feel very embarrassed.

Xiao Wu's words frightened everyone in the Golden Palace again.

It is generally recognized in the world of warriors that weapon spirits all have cultivation levels, but the strength of those weapon spirits is mostly determined by the level of the weapon, and the cultivation levels of weapon spirits are not high. Even the weapon spirits of imperial weapons may not exceed the level of Martial King.

Is there really a spirit weapon in this world that can surpass the Martial Emperor realm and reach the Immortal God realm?

But Yun Conglong is a warrior who has reached the perfect level of Divine Initial Realm. If you want to defeat him, you must have reached at least the Divine Sea Realm.

Whether the Divine Sea Realm even existed in today's Qingluo Continent was still debatable. Now a sword spirit said that she might be at the Divine Sea Realm, how could anyone be convinced? This was simply an attack!

But looking at the serious look on the sword spirit's face, and considering that she has existed for who knows how many years, it doesn't seem like she is lying.

If she really has the cultivation level of the Divine Sea Realm, then how high would the level of this divine sword be?

Xiao Longtu was completely bewildered. What level of divine weapon had he used before? The spirit of this divine sword was even more powerful than his own, and he had been completely unaware of it for tens of millions of years.

The only one who remained calm was Xiao Chen. It seemed that everything was under his control, and Xiao Wu's strength did not surprise him.

He chuckled and said to Xiao Wu, "I can see that you are not in your prime right now. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in this state when I used your Xiaolongtu before. So you don't have to take action today. Just leave everything to me."

Xiao Chen's words caused Xiao Wu to fall into silence temporarily, and the expression on his face dimmed a little.

What Xiao Chen said was right. She needed to take a great responsibility for Xiao Longtu's current condition. She was actually seriously injured, but in order to wait for Xiao Chen's arrival, she could only protect the Jiuxiao Divine Dynasty.

Because when Xiao Chen left, he said that he would return to Jiuxiao Divine Dynasty to pick her up, and she was afraid that Jiuxiao Divine Dynasty was no longer around and her master would not be able to find her.

In order to protect the Jiuxiao Divine Dynasty, she relied on Xiao Longtu's hand. Every time Xiao Longtu wielded the sword to kill the enemy, the sword spirit Xiaowu in the sword began to absorb Xiao Longtu's divine power, and then attached the divine power to the sword to kill the enemy.

But her strength was far beyond Xiao Longtu's, and how could she squander Xiao Longtu's divine power? But she had no choice but to sacrifice Xiao Longtu and use him to resolve the crisis of Jiuxiao Divine Dynasty time and time again.

Xiao Longtu had been completely unaware of all this for tens of millions of years.

He just thought that this magic sword left by his ancestors possessed terrifying power and could repel all enemies. Such a powerful artifact naturally had to be paid a price every time it was used, but he didn't know that the real problem lay with the sword spirit.

From this point of view, the sword spirit is indeed quite sorry for Xiao Longtu.

Seeing Xiao Wu's gloomy expression, Xiao Chen smiled faintly and comforted him: "Xiao Wu, don't worry! I will heal Xiao Longtu's injury."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a strange light as he asked, "Really?"

Xiao Chen smiled and nodded, and Xiao Wu's face was also filled with smile again in an instant.

She did not doubt the truthfulness of Xiao Chen's words because her master had never lied to her.

Now she can rest assured.

Xiao Wu's figure slowly returned to the sword body. Then Xiao Chen held the magic sword in his hand, looked up at Yun Conglong with disdain, and said: "Yun Conglong, don't you want this sword? Now it's in my hands, you can come and grab it."

Yun Conglong's eyes flashed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, do you really want to go against our Yunmen?"

Xiao Chen sneered, "What the hell is Yunmen? Are they that strong? This is Qingluo Continent. It's not your turn to get involved in what's happening here!"

After hearing Xiao Chen's words, Yun Conglong's last bit of fantasy was shattered. He knew that apart from fighting with this young man, there was no other way to help him get the magic sword.

He would never give up that sword.

At this moment, Xue Zhentian and Feng Yuan were ecstatic. This was the situation they wanted to see most. If this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared did not conflict with the Yunmen master, even if the Yunmen master killed Xiao Longtu, their end would still be extremely miserable.

Now they have a glimmer of hope. Whether the palace can be built today depends on the outcome between the Yunmen master and this mysterious young man.

Yun Conglong looked at Xiao Chen coldly and said in a deep voice, "Boy, feel the difference between the intermediate continent and the advanced continent!"

Today's update, thanks to the book friends for raising questions. Because this book has been off the shelves for half a year, what I write now may be inconsistent with the previous settings. If you find any, I hope you can point them out in time. I will be very grateful.