Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Also free all mythical beasts.

Entering the cave, what do you call freedom?

Of course, entering the cave is not freedom.

What if it was exiled to the void even with the cave, and there was no more restraint?

In everyone's eyes, Han Muye slowly turned around after knocking the alien beasts into the cave.

The sword in his hand was incomparably bright.

The long sword, pointing at the pale Wanshou Celestial Immortals.

"You, you have the blood of a divine beast."

"You, you have something to do with those leftovers."

"You, bitter Immortal Domain—"

In the space of the four Zodiac just now, the spirit of Wanshou Celestial Immortals saw many things.

These are the secrets that belong to Han Muye.

So, Han Muye didn't give Man Shou Celestial Immortals a chance to say more.

Now that two divine beast bloodlines have been revealed, Wanshou Celestial Immortals must die.

Killing intent was condensed into substance, the sword edge flashed, and the blue Sword Ray tore the Shattering Void, directly slashing at Wanshou Celestial Immortals.

Wanshou Celestial Immortals froze, and his entire body was chopped in half, half of which was dripping with blood, and the other half turned into nothingness.

The next moment, his body appeared thousands of feet away.

"You want to kill me too—"

His voice only started, but he suddenly stopped and looked down at his chest.

Suddenly, the edge of a purple dagger pierced out of his chest.

Sword, pierced from the chest?

He raised his head and looked at the cave above his head.

"You, how did you do it, throw the sword into me, mine, the cave..."

This short sword was clearly thrown into the cave, and then suddenly stabbed out while Wanshou Celestial Immortals was not paying attention.

But for the owner of the cave, even if a mosquito falls into it, it can be found.

A sword, how could it not know?

The power of space!

Longevity Celestial Immortals has always been completely unable to comprehend the power of space, and only this can hide his perception of the cave.

Not to mention him, how much can Celestial Immortals in the world control the power of space?

It is only those who are strong among the pseudo-immortals who come from the mortal world can have the power of space.

Pseudo fairy?

Pseudo fairy!

Wanshou Celestial Immortals turned his eyes to Han Muye and tried to speak, but couldn't say anything.

He understood that the person in front of him was a pseudo-immortal, a pseudo-immortal who ascended from the mortal world.

This is the hidden figure of Xuanling Sword Sect.

He saw that the man in front of him had two divine beast bloodlines.

He wanted to tell all these secrets.

Unfortunately, his soul was broken.

All his memories were shattered.

Han Muye couldn't get him to tell the secret.

The sky, the roar of the cave.

Han Muye raised his hand with a sword and cut off the connection between Lianxudongtian and the Immortal World.

Everyone watched, this illusory cave flashed and fell into the void.

A cave where Celestial Immortals was refined from the fragments of the Great Desolation, just disappeared and fell into the void.

In the future, this cave will be transformed into a new world in the void.

But where and when it will appear, no one knows.

"Free." Han Muye whispered softly as he watched the dissipated world, feeling a vigorous force pouring into his body.

At this moment, the blood in his body was surging.

It's a mysterious feeling.

Because the fragments of the Great Desolation were freed again, because the bloodlines of the Great Desolation were freed again, his blood was excited.

Not only him, but even the Golden Fire Phoenix, which he hid, also has a seasonal bloodline, which seems to have triggered an increase in bloodline power.

This is joy from the depths of the blood.

"This is the speed of cultivation..."

Cultivation, cultivating swords, don't you just do what you want to do?

Turning slowly, Han Muye's eyes fell down.

Wanshou Celestial Immortals is beheaded, who else dares to block the way?

For a moment, the road ahead was clear.

In the rear, the pursuers dispersed.

"Walk."

Han Muye spoke loudly.

On the twelve flying boats, the children of the Murong family shouted and rode the flying boat to follow Han Muye's figure.

Since it is no longer tolerated by Taoism, then leave.

Anyway, the order to punish the betrayal has been issued, you can go as far as you can.

Nearly ten thousand miles away, Han Muye led the flying boat forward.

Starting from the beheading of the Celestial Immortals in Wanshou, they were killed step by step.

There are not many Celestial Immortals, but Half-step Celestial Immortals, the immortal and the strong are almost like moths to the flame.

kill.

Now that the sword is out of its sheath, kill it all the way!

Travel thousands of miles and kill thousands of troops.

Go forward 100,000 miles, cut one Celestial Immortals, five gods.

Going forward a million miles, breaking through a large formation of 100,000 soldiers.

Three million miles ahead, four Celestial Immortals besieged and smashed them with a single sword.

...

After smashing through the siege and protecting the Murong family from the land of the Taoist sect, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal has been passed down through hundreds of millions of miles.

Sword Immortals in the world, is there really such a person who keeps upright and upholds righteousness, people are like swords, and swords prove their hearts?

Can kendo practice really uphold the righteous path of heaven and earth?

Countless people are thinking, watching, and quietly following.

Cultivation in the world has always been for oneself, is it really possible to entrust one's life?

Unconsciously, strange emotions were brewing among countless immortal cultivators.

Everyone wants to know if this sword fairy can accomplish the feat that no one has ever accomplished in the Immortal World.

Lead a family out of the rule of Yunlan Daozong.

Yunteng Wasteland is in sight.

Han Muye stopped.

"You have done your best to protect them here." A voice sounded in front of Han Muye.

A blue-bearded Daoist wearing a green robe and a golden lotus crown stood in front of the sky and stepped out.

In the void, immortal light flickered, and countless golden lotuses and jade bamboos caressed.

Golden Lotus Yuzhu, the pinnacle of Celestial Immortals.

This is second only to Golden Immortal Power, and has reached the peak of Celestial Immortals.

These powerhouses are the strongest beings under the Golden Immortal in the Immortal World.

"Jianxian Yunlan, your sword can be held upright, which is rare among the elites of the Xuanling Sword Sect. In the future, you will definitely have a place in the Sword Sect."

Daoist at the pinnacle of Celestial Immortals looked at Han Muye with a gentle expression on his face, and said softly, "Pindao Su Yunzi, and Guan Dongyun, the master of your Sword Sect's Temple of Heaven, is also a good friend."

Speaking of this, he paused, shook his head and said, "You may not know the name of Guandongyun."

Han Muye didn't speak.

How could he not know the name of Guandongyun?

In his hand, Guan Dongyun left him the token of the Hall Master of the Temple of Heaven.

Moreover, Han Muye has also seen this self-proclaimed friend of Guandongyun's Su Yunzi from the memory of Guandongyun.

That's really a good friend. If it wasn't for Su Yunzi's frame, the master of the Guandong Yunyi Temple, how could he go to the mortal world to perform a mission, and was killed by the powerful Zhu Ling of the Moruo clan?

Han Muye was silent, Su Yunzi kept smiling, raised his hand, and threw out a blue invitation.

"This is the invitation card for the Elite Conference in Fuyu Immortal World three hundred years later. You, Han Wudi, are qualified to come."

"Only the top figures in this world are eligible to get a copy of this invitation and send it to the younger generation."

Han Muye reached for the invitation and looked up at him.

Su Yunzi laughed, waved his hand, and said softly: "Go, go to Yunteng Wasteland, Yunlan City, Closed Door Training for three hundred years. After three hundred years, you will soar to the sky. Don't forget our friendship today, haha. ”

What is the practice?

longevity.

fame and fortune.

Traveling for hundreds of thousands of miles, with one sword protecting the Murong family, Han Muye gained fame and fortune.

At least in this hundreds of millions of miles, immortal practitioners all know that there is Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye as a promise, traveling hundreds of millions of miles, protecting Murong's family to the Yunteng Wasteland, such a reputation that ordinary elites can hardly get even if they fight for thousands of years.

Today, Daozong took out a precious invitation, giving Han Muye a chance to soar in three hundred years.

This is real interest.

With fame and fortune, it is a hundred times easier than others to seek longevity in the future.

At this point, it's time to let go.

Murong Chi, who was standing on the deck, had a calm expression and was fully dressed.

Behind him, the disciples of the Murong family lined up their robes.

Having gone beyond the wasteland, Yunlan Sword Immortal's love can no longer be borne.

The peerless Celestial Immortals are in front, and their Murong family cannot drag down Yunlan Jianxian.

"Yunlan senior, my Murong family is grateful for this journey of hundreds of millions of miles." Murong Chi raised his hand, and three treasures appeared in his palm.

One is the blue-black long sword he holds, the other is the sword held by the elder of the clan, and there is a blue-grey ancient bell.

The three treasures are all fairy treasures.

This shows the profound heritage of the Murong family.

"These three treasures are useless by my Murong family, so I gave them to senior."

Murong Chi raised his hand and pushed the three treasures towards Han Muye.

A gleam of light flashed in Su Yunzi's eyes, but he still didn't speak.

Three treasures, one invitation.

Plus the previous Golden Hammer Spirit Treasure.

Han Muye's journey to support has been very rewarding.

In the surrounding void, many spiritual thoughts reveal envy.

"It's really getting both fame and fortune..." Someone whispered softly.

"Hmph, to gain both fame and fortune? That's what you have to do. Apart from Han Wudi, who can protect Murong's family for hundreds of millions of miles?" Someone said coldly.

Han Wudi can cut through Celestial Immortals with a single sword, so as to keep Murong's family safe.

If they were outsiders, they would have been beheaded before they left Puyuan City.

"Well, if he knows the current affairs, he should let go." Someone whispered with a chuckle.

"If he doesn't let go, he wants to die. There is no expert in Jianzong yet. Let's see what he can do."

Someone scorned to speak.

The world is so talented and dazzling. Lucas belongs to others, who is not jealous?

"Treasure, fame." Han Muye whispered softly in the void.

Really Captivate.

Just take a step back and you're all set.

In this way of killing, the name of Han Wudi has spread, and after a hundred years of brewing, the entire Immortal World of Covering Rain will be able to resound.

Cultivation is not for fame and fortune, but for longevity, why is there no fame and fortune to follow?

At this point, reach out, turn around, and everything is available.

But what price do you have to pay?

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

You don't need to pay anything.

Just need to cut off own kendo.

Keeping the kendo right in the heart, abandoning the way at this time, let alone 300 years of Closed Door Training, even 3,000 years of Closed Door Training, it is impossible to make an inch!

Su Yunzi, just like the normal, insidious and cunning.

Without reaching out to pick up the treasure from the Murong family, Han Muye raised his head and looked at Su Yunzi with a light smile.

"Su Yunzi senior, I have a word for Jianxiu, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Su Yunzi's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "Tell me about it."

Han Muye looked at the long sword in his hand, and said slowly, "As a sword cultivator, you can't get what you can't get with the sword in your hand, so don't think that you can get it by other means."

Looking at Su Yunzi, whose face was slowly gloomy, Han Muye said softly, "Senior, tell me, am I right?"

Is it right?

Su Yunzi's expression was extremely ugly.

Catch an invitation, but what you get is a sentence, right?

"well."

Su Yunzi's body was surging, turning into endless immortal light.

In his hand, a long banner of gold and black appeared.

"They say Jianxiu is a lunatic."

"The Kanto cloud back then was, and now, there is another one."

"I don't know where that guy from Guan Dongyun fell. Let's see today if this is where your bones are buried."

With a wave of the long flag, Su Yunzi shot directly.

Above the golden long banners, ten thousand divine lights turned into golden armored warriors, and 100,000 warriors lined up to block the entire sky.

The way of the gods.

Road Soldiers.

Fuyu Immortal World is not without the inheritance of Shinto, but this inheritance is controlled by the Taoist sect and used to condense the Taoist soldiers.

enslavement.

Above the long banners are all the armors transformed by the remnants of the soul, and they are not afraid of death.

These gods and souls have become Tao soldiers, and they are guided by long flags. The power is gathered, and they can be transformed into the power of the sky in an instant.

This long flag is probably already a treasure of heaven and earth.

"Swing the sky!"

"Yunlan Daozong swings the sky banner, thousands of immortals and thousands of demons are refined."

Countless exclamations came from all directions.

There are countless treasures in the world, and those who can leave a name are all who have really gone through the killing experience and have had a sturdy record.

Just like this long flag.

Slaughtering demons and killing demons, and beheading immortals God of War, every time you make a move, it motivates the general trend of this world.

"One of the three Nacrene of Yunlan Daozong Zhenzong, I really look down on me, someone from Han." Han Muye clenched the sword in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, and flew towards the spirit battle formation.

That being the case, the first battle is!

The long sword swayed, the fighting intent and the killing intent were combined, the Sword intent condensed into a thousand-zhang lightsaber, and the sword smashed thousands of golden armored soldiers.

But these smashing Dao soldiers just swayed, and they turned back to their original shape, turning their golden spears into snares, and pressing down on Han Muye.

"when--"

"when--"

The dense sound of long swords slaying is connected in a line.

The golden spear broke inch by inch, and then slowly pressed down.

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, and the Sword Ray around him was as bright as the star's blazing sun.

The golden light net can only be ten feet away from him, so it can't get close to him.

This swinging banner is the crushing of divine soul power, which can crush countless divine souls.

But what Han Muye is most afraid of is the power of the soul.

On his two swords of primordial spirit, the power of the spirit gathered together is many times stronger than that of immortal cultivators of the same rank.

He has twice Conferred Gods, he cultivates his qi in the mortal world, and his divine soul is scattered and condensed on millions of broken golden ants.

At this moment, when the Divine Soul suppression on the swinging banner lowered, not only did his Divine Soul not collapse, but the previously loose Divine Soul power became more solid under this pressure.

The blade of the sword turned into a light wheel, slowly shrinking from ten feet to nine feet.

It took a day.

Su Yunzi is not in a hurry.

He wants everyone to watch, how a genius elite in kendo is slowly crushing under the treasure of Tao Brady.

How can you show the Taoist methods by killing this Yunlan Sword Immortal so easily?

Three days later, the golden light net was reduced to five feet.

The blue-red Sword Ray in Han Muye's hands was already reaching its limit before it could block this enormous force like a crack in the sky.

His kendo power is getting stronger and stronger, and the power from the swinging flag is getting stronger and stronger.

The members of the Murong family could only be imprisoned on the flying boat, watching Han Muye being suppressed, but without the slightest help.

In this battle between such big cultivators, it is impossible for them to even take a step closer.

Three more days.

The Sword Ray space around Han Muye is only ten feet.

Within ten feet, Sword Ray is bright.

Three more days.

Sword Ray space, still ten feet.

Three days later, the Sword Ray space will still be ten feet tall!

Su Yunzi's expression was already solemn.

Immortal cultivators from all walks of life around have also whispered.

Could it be that the top treasures of Dao Sect can't win a junior elite of Sword Sect?

How strong is this kendo elite?

Su Yunzi's eyes slowly turned to the twelve flying boats of the Murong family.

"Boy, you are very strong."

Su Yunzi's voice rang in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye turned a deaf ear and swung his long sword.

These days, under the suppression of Dang Tianfan, his Sword Ray and Divine Soul have been condensed tenfold!

He forcibly suppressed his own strength, instead of breaking the suppression of the sky-swinging banner, he just wanted to slowly Laser Focus.

Opportunities like this don't come often.

"Actually, there is absolutely no need for me to kill you."

"Now this seat will destroy the Murong family and let you go."

"These days, Punishment is enough for you."

After he finished speaking, Su Yunzi let out a long laugh, causing the power on the swinging flag to become even stronger, and the power of the surrounding Dao soldiers roared like thunder.

The golden light flourished around Han Muye, who was pressed in the space of ten feet.

Then, Su Yunzi's voice sounded in the void.

"Jianxian Yunlan, my Dao Sect's punishment for you is enough, and this seat will not take your life."

"The Murong family will be wiped out now, and you will be able to cultivate into the Dangtian Banner. You can leave." "Small punishments and big precepts, and use them as an example. In the future, I will see if any of your sword sects dare to disrespect my Dao sect."

The voice fell, and Su Yunzi raised his hand slowly.

Finally, we have to attack the Murong family!

This scene made the countless immortal cultivators around to whisper, but they did not dare to speak loudly.

Everyone knew that this was because Su Yunzi couldn't win Yunlan Sword Immortal, so he had to make this last move.

Such means are despicable.

But at this time, who will speak out?

Who is willing to offend Daozong for the ignorant?

In this rain-covering Immortal World, who can have this ability and qualifications?

Daozong destroys the Murong family, kills the rebellious, and shows its own strength.

He also punished the disciples of the Sword Sect, spared their lives, showed their means, and kept their senses.

Even if those who are watching today feel that what Su Yunzi has done is disgusting, in the face of the general situation in the future, who would dare to say nonsense?

The truth, what the strong say, is the truth.

"My Murong family has passed down for 328,000 years, and my family's children have been loyal to Taoism for countless times, but now they have ended up being executed by the Manchus."

"Heavenly Dao is unfair."

"Heavenly Dao is unfair!"

On the deck, the imprisoned Murong Chi shouted loudly.

The other Murong family members also roared.

But these words can't impress anyone.

This is the world of practice.

Blood is not cold, who can live forever?

Su Yunzi watched coldly, watching the Murong family shouting, his palm slowly pressed down.

The palm of the immortal light turned into a normal mountain peak, and smashed it towards the twelve flying boats.

Under this palm, the flying boat is no more than a square inch, and it will shatter as soon as it is crushed.

"Boy, this is the time when our manpower is exhausted, and my sword cultivators are also exhausted." A familiar voice came from the ear of Han Muye, who was suppressed by Dang Tianfan.

Golden Immortal, Shu Ming, the powerhouse of Xuanling Sword Sect Slaying Temple.

The people from the Xuanling Sword Sect are here.

"Your Dao heart is stable, and you can handle today's situation."

"But in order to avoid any estrangement between you and my Sword Sect, this old man asks you a question."

Shu Ming Golden Immortal's voice was solemn.

"Do you want the old man to help you save people?"

The strong Golden Immortal of Xuanling Sword Sect came under the rule of Yunlan Daozong and saved Daozong from rebelling and leaving.

This is to tear the skin, and in the future, Daozong and Jianzong will really go to confrontation.

This matter, even the strong Golden Immortal, did not dare to act recklessly.

Shu Ming asked Golden Immortal solemnly because he valued Han Muye's potential.

If Han Muye wants to save him, Shu Ming will save him.

But after saving a series of problems, Han Muye and his Shu Ming are needed to deal with it.

"Rescue?"

Han Muye kept the sword in his hand and whispered softly.

The palm of the sky has already crushed the flying boat of the Murong family.

"I'm waiting for you to come, uncle, but I'm not asking you to save people."

Han Muye's words surprised Shu Ming Golden Immortal for a moment.

Then, he had the answer.

Han Muye, who was wrapped in the golden light by the swinging banner, slashed out with a sword, and Sword Ray tore apart this treasure that suppressed the luck of the Daoist sect, and burst out.

Sword Ray is like a blazing sun, the world's sharp edges are gathered here!

Han Muye smashed the golden light net with one sword, and the sword's edge gathered endless sharpness and slammed directly towards Su Yunzi who was standing in the void.

A sword of youth can block the splendor of the world!

This sword, fast.

Fast to the extreme speed of the world.

This sword is ruthless.

All kinds of killing intent converge in one sword.

This sword is accurate.

Thousands of Sword intents, only one person was killed.

With the sword out, Su Yunzi's complexion has changed greatly!

Sword Ray Soul Lock On, kill!

It was him Su Yunzi who was killed!

In front of this sword, his soul trembled.

This is the fear from the bottom of my heart, the fear of Death.

This sword cannot be stopped.

This sword is sure to die!

Yunlan Jianxian uses the Murong family as a guide, and uses himself as a bait. At this critical moment, he will kill with a single sword, and he will kill the Celestial Immortals!

After today's sword, the name Yunlan Sword Immortal was passed down to Immortal World!

Jian Xiu, this is the real sword Xiu!

Bide.

firm.

ruthless!

In the hearts of countless people, what is a sword repair is redefined.

No fame and fortune can compare to the sword in hand!

Don't protect your reputation for hundreds of millions of miles. You are not afraid of the guilt of killing a top Taoist Celestial Immortals, just to sharpen your sword!

Today, I can kill a top Celestial Immortals, and tomorrow, this Yunlan Sword Immortal can kill a Golden Immortal!

Sword Immortal, cultivating is a means of killing!

"Stab-"

The light curtain that Su Yunzi hastily placed in front of him instantly shattered.

Han Muye's sword is ten feet away.

Looking at each other, Su Yunzi saw the determined killing intent in Han Muye's eyes.

His heart trembled, he raised his hand, and was blocked in front of him by Han Muye's broken open flag.

But Chang Fan, who failed to inspire his strength, broke in two with a cry of grief in front of the sword's edge.

Dangtian Banner, one of the ten treasures of Taoist sect, break it!

The sword is closer.

Five feet!

Su Yunzi, who was trembling all over, spread out his hands, and the giant palm peak that had previously pressed against the Murong family flying boat turned into a bluestone five feet tall, blocking him.

"Kacha-"

The bluestone of the mountain was broken with a sword.

At this moment, nothing can stop this sword!

This is Jian Xiu.

Life and death, a sword!

Han Muye's spirit, killing intent, Sword intent, and fighting intent all converge on this sword.

This sword, no one, nothing can stop it!

Su Yunzi showed despair.

Jianfeng to three feet away, he opened his mouth to shout.

He wanted to beg Han Muye for mercy.

He wanted to call the Daozong Golden Immortal for rescue.

However, watching Jianfeng move forward inch by inch, he could not make a sound.

No one came to rescue.

It turned out that he had been abandoned...

Sitting in Golden Immortal and wanting to rescue, you can shoot in an instant.

Yes, no.

Who is not a pawn?

Who is not an abandoned child?

Su Yunzi closed his eyes in despair.

He remembered that when he led his friend Guan Dongyun to take action, he killed a strong man in the Blood War Ancestor, and led to two fierce battles. In the end, Guan Dongyun took a secret mission and left Immortal World, and never came back.

At the beginning, he asked Guan Dongyun, and Guan Dongyun said that the sword is only for the pleasure of his heart, and it has nothing to do with others.

Today, he understands.

Jianxiu draws out his sword, just to be happy in his heart.

He himself is just the bait that draws the sword and cultivates the sword!

"Hey……"

A sigh sounded.

Wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, Shu Ming Golden Immortal fell in front of Su Yunzi.

It was only now that he understood what Han Muye meant just now.

Save the Murong family?

Don't need his help.

However, he needs to take action to resist this sure-kill sword and take action to save the people of Taoism.

Looking at Han Muye's sword, Shu Ming Golden Immortal's expression showed a hint of solemnity.

This sword, even him, should be treated seriously!

This is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world!

Gather the power of ten thousand swords, and condense a sharp edge.

Sword repair, sword repair.

Endless cultivation, the one who cultivates is the sword that this killing intent condenses!

The long sword was handed out, and the sword edge collided with the sword edge.

Cyan Sword Rays are intertwined.

Three feet of space, all shattered.

The space in front of Han Muye and Shu Ming Golden Immortal shattered every inch.

Han Muye had a smile on his face, watching Shu Ming Golden Immortal couldn't hold the sword in his hand, the long sword bounced, collapsed, and he raised his hand to hold it.

Then, his own body couldn't bear the power of the sword, and he quickly retreated, blood spurting all over his body.

Suppressing the blood of the divine beast, and only mobilizing the power of Kui Niu, he really couldn't bear this sword.

Always give senior Jianxian some face.

Shu Ming's Golden Immortal sword has collapsed, and his junior is still unscathed. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Han Muye flew back a thousand feet, then stood with his sword in hand, blood dripping all over his body.

He rudely put away Shu Ming Golden Immortal's long sword.

Seeing Han Muye standing in the air, although he was covered in blood, he was full of fighting spirit, and there was a sound of inhalation around him.

"This, this is the peerless sword fairy!"

"Wonderful! Such a sword, to be able to see it with my own eyes, is truly a worthwhile trip!"

"Shu Ming Golden Immortal, Yunlan Sword Immortal actually fought against Shu Ming Golden Immortal, and they both won and lost!"

Countless exclamations came.

No one paid attention to Murong's house.

No one cared that Dao heart collapsed and Su Yunzi was trembling all over.

Everyone only saw Yunlan Sword Immortal and Sword Sect Golden Immortal strong sword fighting, undefeated!

This is how the world practice is, and only the strong will be paid attention to.

Han Muye didn't speak.

unnecessary.

On the twelve flying boats, the Murong family members were already in tears.

"After today, my Murong family will no longer be loyal to Yunlan Taoist Sect."

Murong Chi gritted his teeth and stared at Han Muye who was covered in blood in front of him.

"From now on, my Murong family will only be loyal to one person."

On the twelve flying boats, everyone looked up at the figure that was hanging in front of him.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Countless voices converge.

At this moment, no one doubted the choice of the Murong family.

Their lives were saved by Yunlan Jianxian desperately.

Is it wrong to be loyal to such a person?

Yunlan Daozong killed all the way, betrayed Daozong, is it wrong?

In the void, there was silence.

"Hehe, fellow daoist Lu Ji, the person from the Taoist sect who helped you save you, you don't even come forward to thank you for such kindness?"

Standing in front of Su Yunzi, Shu Ming Golden Immortal suddenly chuckled.

His words fell, the void shook slightly, and a figure fell.

Wearing a white Promise Magical Robe and a sapphire crown on his head, Daoist of Pentecost with a simple face stepped out in one step, and his body shone with golden light, making everyone around him have to look at him.

"Yunlan Daozong guards the Golden Immortal, Lu Ji Golden Immortal!"

"It's Lu Ji Golden Immortal, who is known as the Daomen Golden Immortal rampant, will he have a fight with Shu Ming Golden Immortal?"

"How is it possible, is Daomen still embarrassed to take action at this time?"

The surrounding whispers did not change the face of the strong Golden Immortal ahead.

Lu Ji Golden Immortal looked at Han Muye, then turned to look at Shu Ming Golden Immortal smiling.

"Thank you."

With such a lightly written sentence, Shu Ming Golden Immortal smiled even more.

This represents the Taoist sect, and represents the Yunlan Taoist Sect's thanks to the Xuanling Sword Sect.

"Haha, Sword Sect Daoist is to watch and help each other, fellow daoist Su Yunzi is an elite of Daoist sect, how can a poor Daoist die?" Shu Ming Golden Immortal laughed, then turned his eyes to Han Muye.

"Kid Han, take my sword and take your subordinates to Yunlan City."

"It's rare to have loyal followers, you have to take good care of them."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Lu Ji Golden Immortal, and said softly, "Lu Ji fellow daoist, there are still some things to discuss with fellow daoist here."

Lu Ji turned his head to look at Han Muye, and the Murong family behind him, and said in a daze, "Okay, please."

Whether Golden Immortal came forward, Murong's family or Han Muye, it didn't matter.

With Shu Ming Golden Immortal here, Lu Ji couldn't make a move.

The two Golden Immortal powerhouses fought each other for the sake of the ants-like Murong family, and the Immortal World Golden Immortal was probably less than half.

In today's event, Shu Ming's Golden Immortal came on behalf of Sword Sect, and the Golden Immortal of Taoism also came forward.

The rest is not important.

Han Muye bowed towards Shu Ming Golden Immortal and Lu Ji, and then flew off the deck.

"Let's go."

Han Muye Lotus Position sat with a sullen expression on his face.

He was covered in blood, and his face was exhausted.

Murong Chi and the others bowed excitedly.

"Walk!"

Twelve flying boats flew in the sky, heading towards the wasteland.

Countless immortal cultivators watched the flying boat slowly leave, turned their heads to look at the pale Su Yunzi, and then looked in the direction of the two Golden Immortals who disappeared at some point.

Yunlan Sword Immortal.

After today, this name will surely spread throughout the Immortal World!

As a promise, protect the Murong family for hundreds of millions of miles.

For Kendo, a sword can fight Golden Immortal.

Such a person is a genius!

"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, in the future, I will cover the rain with another Immortal World Tianjiao person."

Someone watched the flying boat disappear and whispered softly.

"Yunlan City, the Yunteng Wasteland is now changing, and it is exactly where we are waiting." Someone said in a low voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

Many people flew away in shape, followed the flying boat, and quietly went to the Yunteng Wasteland.

In the world of practice, only a keen sense of smell can obtain opportunities.

With the rise of Yunlan Sword Immortal and the rise of Yunlan City, whoever invests early and bets early can get enough returns.

"This is, Yunteng Wasteland."

The flying boat flew over the endless wasteland, and Han Muye spoke softly.

wilderness.

This left the Daozong rule and left completely.

Murong Chi and the others turned their heads and looked at the void in the distance with complicated expressions on their faces.

As the flying boat moved forward, countless cultivators from the wasteland came to meet and greet him.

Han Wudi, the owner of Yunlan City in Yunteng Wasteland, came back from under the rule of Yunlan Daozong and brought his followers across hundreds of millions of miles. This is the glory of the wasteland!

For a time, hundreds of thousands of immortal practitioners gathered in the twelve flying boats.

Ten days later, a great city was in sight.

An old man wearing a brocade robe stood in the void, looked at the flying boat, smiled lightly, and bowed slightly.

"Tao Zihe in Jinyu City has seen Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Congratulations to the Sword Immortal to return to the Yunteng Wasteland, and raise my reputation for the wasteland."

Looking up, he looked at the twelve flying boats and said softly, "The teleportation formation leading to Yunlan City has been set up, everyone, you can go home."

go home!

From now on, Yunlan City will be their home!

Everyone in the Murong family stood up slowly, with excited expressions on their faces.

"Okay, then we'll go home."

Han Muye cupped hands towards Tao Zihe, then looked forward.

Over there, Zuo Baichou, Zhang Zhenbiao, Zhao Pingyu and others smiled and waited.

To be able to set up a teleportation array that leads directly to Yunlan City in such a short period of time, Zhao Qian array was indispensable.

"Welcome the city lord back to Yunlan City!"

Zuo Baichou shouted and raised his hand.

Behind him, the light of teleportation rose to the sky.

This is a makeshift teleportation array.

Han Muye stepped out and fell outside the teleportation formation.

He didn't go straight into the big formation, but turned around and looked at the countless fellow immortal cultivators.

"I, Yunlan City, welcome all fellow daoists to come."

"Those who are homeless in the world can be Yunlan's home."

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