Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The first Li Yungang, Han Muye of Zhantian Palace, had really heard his name. The other halls of Xuanling Sword Sect are all hall masters. There are more than one or two hall masters, and they are also side by side. There is no need to distinguish the ranking.

The Xuanling Sword Sect has always been not the kind of Sect with an orderly hierarchy and strict hierarchy. But the hall master of the Zhantian Temple had a second order.

According to Shu Ming Golden Immortal, Li Yungang, the ivy sword immortal in Zhantian Temple, spent 100,000 years defeating all the hall masters of Zhantian Temple and became the first one.

The battle strength of the others was also ranked according to the number of victories and defeats against Li Yungang, ranging from the second hall master to the ninth hall master.

"If you encounter Qingteng Sword Immortal in the future, don't fight swords with it."

"The name of this guy's ivy means that he can haunt people endlessly." Shu Ming Golden Immortal once instructed Han Muye in this way.

In the way of practice, war and rest complement each other. But when you meet a guy who fights every day and doesn't let you have the opportunity to clean up, who doesn't bother?

"Hey, did that guy Shu Ming tell you the name of the deity Qingteng?" Seeing Han Muye pondering, Li Yungang stared and asked directly.

"Qingteng senior is the first seat of Zhantian Temple, I'm just a junior disciple of Zhantian Temple, how dare I fight with the first seat?" Han Muye shook his head and spoke softly.

He has too many secrets. He also doesn't want to play against a Golden Immortal who likes Infestation.

"What's the first and the disciple? I don't have so many rules in Zhantian Temple." Li Yungang waved his hand, and a Sword Ray appeared in the palm of his hand.

Sword Ray was clear, a sword swept across, and Zuo Baichou and others in the Great Hall were swept out by Jianfeng. Then, the door of the Great Hall

"Clap" closed. People look at each other. What did this guy say before to be steady, that's all?

"When—" In the Great Hall, a sound of long swords clashing came.

"Good swordsmanship!" Then came Li Yungang's long laugh and strange cry. After that, a golden immortal light shone outside the Great Hall, and the mask dropped by the power of the Assist moat, cut off everyone's perception.

"Is the city lord going to make a real move?" Xie Chaoyan showed a strange look on his face, and said in a low voice.

"I don't know how the Lord of the City will win compared to the first place in the Zhantian Temple." Zuo Baichou whispered softly.

He shook his head, turned around and said, "Forget it, these things have nothing to do with us."

"The Lord City Lord blocked the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal and kept my Yunlan City as impregnable as gold."

"I'm afraid that Yunlan City will become the Sacred Land on the Yunteng Wasteland in the future, so everyone is busy." Busy. Be busy.

There was a smile on everyone's face. After today, Yunlan City will be truly accepted by all the forces in the wasteland, and will truly be integrated into the lives of all immortal cultivators.

There will be countless immortal cultivators coming to Yunlan City as their homes. How happy is it to be able to help the city lord manage such a city, such a heavy sense of responsibility on one's shoulders?

In the Great Hall, Li Yungang, who was holding a long sword, looked solemn. In front of him, Han Muye had his hands behind his back, and a Sword Ray floated in front of him.

With the intention to use the sword, Li Yungang, who was suppressed by Cultivation Base in the Void Realm, could not make a shot. Li Yungang had only felt the aura of such a powerhouse from the top five people in the Zhantian Temple.

"The solidity of your Sword Intent is definitely not something that an unknown disciple can have." Li Yugang sighed with the front of the sword in his hand.

The Sword Ray in his hand turned into a cyan streamer, and the streamer flashed, stabbing Han Muye's neck. This sword is almost invisible, where does it seem to be measured before what he said?

If Han Muye can't deal with it, he may die. Who is the sword madman? Who is not stable enough?

This Zhantian Temple's first person is clearly a guy who says one thing and does another. But before the sword could reach Han Muye's feet, Li Yungang's eyes narrowed and he had to swing the sword horizontally.

Because Han Muye, who was still holding his hands behind his back, had already used his sword to slash at the top of his head. This guy who has become a disciple of the younger generation of Zhantian Temple actually has no respect in his eyes, and his sword is three points faster than his first seat!

The key is that this kid still has his hands on his back, obviously he didn't really use his full strength. How disrespectful is this?

Such contempt, who can stand it?

"Dang——" A sword flew off the sword that was cut off from the top of his head, and Li Yungang stepped out. But before he moved, his figure stopped again, and his face became tensed.

On his side, the long sword with a cold light swirled lightly, blocking his path.

"Are you able to defeat my swordsmanship, or the way to control space and time?" Li Yungang with a serious face knocked back the Block's sword, looked up at Han Muye, and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye didn't give him an answer at all. Just keep silent. Too lazy to deal with it? If it was another Golden Immortal strong man, why would he be embarrassed to stay here at this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't turn around and leave.

Qingteng Jianxian is different. He seems to be used to being treated so coldly. With a twitch of his face, Li Yun just raised his hand, and a nine-story sword tower appeared.

"Boy, I know that you also have a sword tower in your hand. This thing is considered a rare treasure in my Xuanling Sword Sect."

"In this way, have a good fight with me, and I can give you this sword tower." The nine-story sword tower. Han Muye already has four in his hands.

It's just that in order to hide his identity, one remains in the mundane world to suppress the luck of the Great Dao, and the other three have not been used.

The first time this pagoda was moved in Immortal World, it was still under the rule of Daozong. That's because he felt that his own value was worth it, and he was worthy of this sword tower before he started.

The value of the sword tower, from Shu Ming Golden Immortal's sword, he also got a lot of information. The combination of the nine sword towers can indeed become a precious treasure, or even some kind of token.

It's just that the sword towers were scattered all over the place, and they were brought into the mortal world, and they never thought that they could be unified.

Over the years, the Jiuyuan Sword Pagoda has been more of a symbol of the Sword Sect. Many disciples of Jianzong practice sword formations, and they all refine a sword tower with them.

The mortal world's rule of distinguishing sword cultivation Cultivation Base levels by the number of sword pavilions is also recognized by many people in Immortal World Xuanling Sword Sect.

At least being able to control a nine-story sword pavilion means that Cultivation Base is strong enough. Looking at the sword tower Li Yungang was holding in his hands, Han Muye nodded.

It is not easy to get a sword tower. What's more, Han Muye has already shown a sword tower. If he doesn't want to face this sword tower today, Li Yungang will wonder if he has other plans.

"Ivy first seat, you better not suppress the Cultivation Base." Han Muye's words made Li Yungang's face turn into an ugly old bark.

A man needs a face, and a tree needs its bark. Slap in the face, is this intentional?

"Don't worry, kid, this deity will never take advantage of you." As the voice fell, he turned his palm and put the sword tower in his hand. Sword Ray turned into a bright streamer and pressed down on Han Muye.

This sword really did not exceed the power range of Dong Xu Celestial Immortals. But the kendo understanding revealed in this sword is definitely not something that Celestial Immortals can grasp.

Between ten feet, Sword Ray tore the void. Still saying one thing and doing another. Said not to take advantage of it, when it was shot, it was clearly taking advantage of Cultivation Base Realm.

But Han Muye with his hands behind his back just shook his head. Dongxu Sword Immortal? The same rank kendo, he has long despised.

From stepping into the Yunteng Wasteland, he has only one name, Han Muye. Han Invincible. Invincible under the sword! With his hands still behind his back, he intends to use his sword, and Han Muye's blue-colored sword edge smashed Li Yungang's Sword Ray with a single strike.

"Dang——" Jian Feng went straight three feet in front of Li Yungang, hovered for a moment, and then retreated with a shock.

The first three feet of Jian Xiu's body, this is the last bottom line of Jian Xiu's control. Li Yungang held the sword in his hand, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his fighting spirit surged.

But he didn't make another move. With the sword just now, Han Muye has already given him a face, leaving his hand. Suppressing Cultivation Base and making another shot, the result is still the same.

"Breaking the face with a thread? This sword is a bit interesting, but I still despise you." Li Yungang grunted, took a step back, and looked at Han Muye.

"Why, senior doesn't fight anymore?" Han Muye looked up at him.

"Fight, of course." Li Yungang put away the long sword, stroked a beard, and disappeared in the same place, leaving only the sound of Dandan.

"However, this deity has to study and study, your kid's methods are not too bad."

"Let's go, tomorrow, no, I'll come back the day after tomorrow." The great defensive formation that could block the Golden Immortal, but it couldn't stop the first seat of the Temple of Heaven.

There was only an explosion outside the Great Hall, and the golden mask had dissipated. gone. Han Muye shook his head. This Qingteng Sword Immortal is a real person, but also has a headache.

In the future, you have to be more careful. Raising his hand to close the dissipated light curtain, Han Muye did not walk out of the Great Hall, but sat cross-legged.

One after another Sword Ray floated around him. Fighting against Li Yungang with a few tricks, he wrote lightly, without feeling anything.

But the previous encounter with the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was a truly rare opportunity. Slowly closing his eyes, the pictures flowed in his mind.

Clouds gather and disperse, Sword Ray rips apart the world, and the Sword Ray picture of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal is displayed again. The sword slowly disintegrated, and every trace of Sword Ray solidified in his mind.

Han Muye's ghost shadow appeared, holding a long sword, and the sword shadows shattered those Sword Rays.

"Boom—" After three breaths, the picture in his mind exploded.

"After 38,000 swords, you are lost, you are defeated." With a whisper, he closed his eyes again. Around him, Immortal Qi and the power of the soul gathered by the great defense formation began to gather.

As the lord of Yunlan City, he can gather the power of Immortal Qi and the soul of the city. This is an unimaginably vast force, a force that even the strongest of the Golden Immortal covet.

This is the result of Han Muye's hard work in the Yunteng Wasteland for so many years. In the entire wasteland, there are only a few big cities that can accumulate such resources.

But which Johto Region does not have the strength of one city like Yunlan City. Feeling the power surging around him straight into his body, Han Muye had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Times make heroes. Heroes and times are indispensable. He also used the general changes in the Yunteng Wasteland to gather the background of this Yunlan City.

Change a time, change a place, change a person, it is impossible to have such an opportunity. Since the opportunity is at hand, it must be seized!

How can there be so many opportunities in the world to practice? Closing his eyes again, the Sword Ray in Han Muye's mind reappeared.

His figure fell into it again, and the long sword flew out.

"After 43,000 swords, defeat."

"Come again!"...Han Muye has been Closed Door Training in the Great Hall for a whole month. This month, Li Yungang, the first seat of Zhantian Temple, visited him ten times.

Every time, I watched Great Hall stand still and could only shake his head and leave. It's just a competition, and it's not a grudge. How can you disturb others for no reason. Closed Door Training?

Every time, Li Yungang shook his head, stomped his feet, and left with a cold face. Zuo Baichou and the others did not dare to provoke them, for fear of getting bad luck.

This month, there were more immortal cultivators in Yunlan City than in the previous year. Moreover, many are masters.

Celestial Immortals has seven or eight holes. These people came for the strength of Yunlan Sword Immortal and the potential of Yunlan City.

Experts join in, more immortal cultivators gather, and the strength of the entire Yunlan City rises to a higher level. Of course, Zuo Baichou and the others were even busier.

Business is bigger.

"Kid, let me see what you have achieved after Closed Door Training for a month!" When the door of the Great Hall of Yunlan City opened, what Han Muye heard was Li Yungang's low drink to suppress his anger.

Then, a long sword went straight into the Great Hall with the wanton Sword Ray. Sword Ray has a cyan immortal light, and can see the phantoms of various paths. It seems to arouse the surrounding void, turning it into a space that makes people wonder if it is true or false.

Han Muye didn't have his hands behind his back this time. He is raising his hand. No sword. Point out directly. A three-inch sword edge emerged from his fingertips.

Three inches! The first three feet of the sword's body is its own bottom line. But Han Muye waited for Li Yungang's sword to reach three inches before pressing it with one finger.

"Boom—" Li Yungang's figure entered the Great Hall faster and retreated faster. And, it seems, the posture is somewhat out of control.

"Senior, as I said, you really don't need to suppress Cultivation Base." Han Muye's voice came out. Li Yungang, who landed outside the Great Hall, showed a hint of redness on his face.

"Hmph, yes, I can learn a little trick from that guy with the spirit sword."

"Boy, you have a good understanding."

"I'll come back in three days." Li Yungang flew away without giving Han Muye a chance to speak. A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

Just now, he tried a sword with Li Yungang. The effect is good. Spirit Sword Golden Immortal struck out the sword in Immortal Burial City, and the sword traversed countless thousands of miles, and the strength was as long as one day.

With such a sword, the power contained in it disintegrates, and Han Muye has gained a lot. In a month, he went from losing after 30,000 swords to winning after 10,000 swords.

Then gather the meaning of a sword and condense a sword of his own. Just now, Li Yungang suppressed Cultivation Base, and the same rank battle strength was under this sword, and he had no power to fight back.

This sword is done. Looking at it this way, it is not bad to have a powerful sword immortal in the Golden Immortal realm to try it out.

But for a moment, Zuo Baichou, Zhao Chen and the others came to the Great Hall. They all saw the scene of Han Muye blasting Li Yungang out with one sword, so they didn't dare to come to the Great Hall until Li Yungang left.

"The city master's swordsmanship is divine, and even that Golden Immortal senior can be defeated." Xie Chaoyan bowed and whispered with joy.

Han Muye is a disciple of Immortal Venerable, and he is the leader of their Mora clan. He is naturally happy to see Han Muye's strength.

"Yeah, Han Dage, your swordsmanship is too good, that old man smashed Brother Zhulong down with one sword." Zhao Chen also looked at Han Muye in amazement, his face full of admiration.

Did Chen Zhulong and Li Yungang fight? Also, this Qingteng Sword Immortal is a guy who wants to try when he encounters a master. However, Chen Zhulong would never fail to catch Li Yungang's sword. Come to think of it, I don't want to be entangled by this Qingteng Sword Immortal.

Zuo Baichou and others reported the various affairs in Yunlan City this month, and then sent a bunch of Jade Slips.

In a big city with tens of millions of people, all kinds of information accumulated in a month are innumerable. Han Muye looked at the pile of Jade Slips, but didn't pick them up.

"These things are all handled by you." He waved his hand and looked at Zhang Zhenbiao, Zuo Baichou and the others.

"I only need to deal with the threats to Yunlan City from the powerhouses. As for the affairs of the city, you are responsible for it." A bitter look flashed on everyone's face.

But in both eyes, there is a clear smile. This is Han Muye's trust in them. Among the forces in the world of practice, the division of labor has always been like this.

The strong are responsible for cultivation and for living in peace. Others deal with all the chores and ensure that they can have a peaceful cultivation environment.

In Yunlan City at this time, Han Muye didn't need to bother about the city's affairs at all. As long as he is invincible.

"City Lord, Qianzhen senior will leave this letter before returning to Dongyuan City, saying that it will be given to you." Zhang Zhenbiao took out a letter.

Han Muye took it and saw that it was written by Zhao Pingyu to him about exploring the senior formation together.

When Zhao Pingyu agreed to come to Yunlan City to set up formations, it was because Han Muye promised him that he would accompany him to explore the ruins of the senior formation.

Looking at the letter, Han Muye's expression moved.

"Okay, when I asked Qianzhen senior to come to Yunlan City to set up a large defense formation, I promised him the conditions, and now it's time to honor it."

"In this way, I will go to Dongyuan City tomorrow." If you leave Yunlan City, you can avoid Li Yungang's challenge, right?

Han Muye was about to leave Yunlan City, Zuo Baichou and the others looked at each other, hurriedly reported some important matters at hand, and also asked those who were undecided.

After everyone had finished discussing things and left, Han Muye just clicked his fingertips, and a few golden runes flew out of the Great Hall.

After a while, Qin Zhaoyuan, who was wearing a green robe, stepped into the Great Hall. The sixth master of the Thunder Thief has not fully recovered from his injuries, but his complexion is much better than before.

"City Lord, are you going to suffer the Immortal Domain?" Qin Zhaoyuan bowed to Han Muye, a look of hope flashed on his face.

Han Muye nodded, then said, "I'm going to go, but there are still some things to do recently."

"You go to the Immortal Domain first, and when I get things done, I'll go look for you." He looked up outside the Great Hall, and Chen Zhulong in a brocade robe had arrived.

"Haha, Chen Mou has seen Lord Invincible City Lord, Lord City Lord is mighty, and he overwhelmed the strong Golden Immortal with a sword." Chen Zhulong said loudly with a smile on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that Chen Zhulong had the blood of the candle dragon, and his combat power was absolutely tyrannical, Han Muye would have believed what he said.

"Chen senior, I have been in business for a long time, and sometimes I can deceive myself." Han Muye looked at Chen Zhulong who walked into the Great Hall and spoke softly.

The voice fell, and a golden aura exploded directly from his body. Above the Great Hall, the thunder light shines! Kui Niu blood!

The power of the Great Defense Array instantly covered the Great Hall of the City Lord, isolating the inside and outside of the City Lord's Mansion. The golden thunder pressed down on Chen Zhulong, who was standing at the entrance of the Great Hall.

Qin Zhaoyuan's face was full of surprise, and he took a step back. Chen Zhulong's expression remained unchanged, and a vast and mysterious aura rose from his body, causing a blue-gray halo outside his body to block the lightning.

But since the power of thunder has fallen, it will not be so simple. Han Muye let out a low drink, and the thunder in the hall turned into a golden long sword and slashed down.

"Boom--" The halo around Chen Zhulong's body was cut off, and the sword of thunder light stabbed towards his eyebrows.

The power of this sword is condensed and magnificent. Qin Zhaoyuan, who was standing beside him, surged with the blood of the Ziyang Lion, and clenched his fists.

In his opinion, Han Muye clearly wanted to kill Chen Zhulong in front of him with a sword. Is it because Zhulong Trading Company sells souls from the bitter Immortal Domain?

"Good swordsmanship!" Chen Zhulong shouted lowly, looked at the sword between his eyebrows, took a step back, and then a golden flame condensed between his eyes.

The fire of the candle dragon, the flames of the sky! The instant the flames rose, a golden and red bird stuck its head out from behind Han Muye.

The flames turned into a short knife and collided with Han Muye's Lightning Sword.

"Stab--" Sword Ray broke the flames, and moved forward one more point, before Chen Zhulong's expression changed, and suddenly dissipated.

Chen Zhulong clenched his fists and stared at Han Muye without speaking. The businessman's aura on him has dissipated, and his body is full of the aura of a wild beast that devours people.

This vast power made Qin Zhaoyuan on the side feel that he didn't dare to look directly, and the power of his blood was trembling.

"Qin Liuye's injury hasn't healed yet. Chen senior should be more restrained." Han Muye waved his hand, the shadow of the Kui Niu disappeared behind him, and the golden fire fell on his shoulder, staring at Chen Zhulong, with his agile eyes. A trace of flame flickered.

Chen Zhulong looked at Jin Huo with a strange look in his eyes. His aura slowly dissipated.

"Chen senior is right, my swordsmanship is stronger than the power of blood." Han Muye stood at the top and looked at Chen Zhulong.

A sword repair is a sword repair. Minor in other, after all, or sword repair. Chen Zhulong nodded.

"The city master's swordsmanship is divine—" Before he could finish his words, Han Muye suddenly said, "If I handed you all the trades of beings in the Immortal Domain in the city, what would you do?" !

Chen Zhulong trembled, and the originally restrained power burst out instantly.

"Roar—" A low roar came out, and behind Chen Zhulong, a three-headed candle dragon phantom appeared. This is the shock of the mood, and the power of the bloodline is not suppressed before it is revealed.

It can be seen how much Han Muye's words touched Chen Zhulong.

"Why?" Chen Zhulong stared into Han Muye's eyes and whispered. Qin Zhaoyuan on the side also looked at Han Muye.

In the wasteland, this business is a way to make money. Most cities will never give this business to people.

More powers control several trade routes by themselves, and even organize people to participate in them. Han Muye now says that he wants to give Chen Zhulong the trade in the immortal Domain about the life in the city. What is the calculation?

"Bitter Immortal Domain, both the human race and the demon race's bitter land, it is already bitter, why are they still fighting each other?" Han Muye shook his head, the breath on his body restrained, and his expression revealed a trace of complexity.

He has been thinking about it since he came back from the Exchange Square. But he knew that with his own power, it would be a drop in the bucket for the creatures in the bitter Immortal Domain.

He might be able to rescue all the creatures that were sold on the trading square in the city, and then what? Afterwards, the number of caravans in Yunlan City was greatly reduced, and this business was done elsewhere.

It's that simple. He is invincible with the sword in Han Muye's hand. But how many people can he save? Looking at Han Muye, the shadow of the candle dragon behind Chen Zhulong slowly dissipated.

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "I don't know what the city lord asked me to do when he entrusted the business to me?" Although Han Muye only said a word, Chen Zhulong could already feel that he really wanted to help those suffering in the Immortal Domain.

"The place of trade is moved outside the city. You cannot trade blood or bones, you can only sign contracts." After a pause, Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden talisman appeared in his palm.

Immortal Qi was poured into the talisman, with golden lines on it. The complexity of this pattern is dazzling.

Chen Zhulong and Qin Zhaoyuan both turned their attention to rune and watched carefully.

"Spirit, mark?" Chen Zhulong frowned and looked at Han Muye.

"Is this mark intended to enslave the demon clan and Demonic Beasts?" It can be perceived from this mark that if this mark can be pressed into the soul of the demon clan, it can be tamed.

Is this a means of completely enslaving the demon clan? Qin Zhaoyuan also had a strange expression on his face, looking at Han Muye without speaking.

With such a method, is it to help the demon clan, or to destroy the demon clan?

"As far as I know, in the thirty-six states of the Immortal World, the two states occupied by the bitter Immortal Domain are not rich, and the power of the fairy demon king has not reached the point where it can compete with other sects."

"But the demon clan has not been destroyed, and it has even become a problem for the major sectors. It seems unreasonable?" Han Muye said softly.

A gleam of light flashed in Chen Zhulong's eyes, but he did not answer his words.

"Actually, the biggest threat to the Immortal Domain monsters has always been the Iron Armored War Gate with the most borders, nor the Tianyao Gate with the bloodline of the monsters." Han Muye turned his eyes to Chen Zhulong: "It's not even a sword repairer. "

"Daomen, to extract the blood of the demon race, pill refining, blood War Ancestor, take the demon race Laser Focus itself, and kill countless people."

"The real enemy of the bitter Immortal Domain is them, right?" Han Muye poked his head out from behind the golden fire, a dark halo of flame emanating from his body.

The firebird seemed to understand Han Muye's words, but seemed to understand nothing. Chen Zhulong's eyes flashed, looking at Jin Huo, and then at Han Muye.

"Jianxian Yunlan, shouldn't you say that the real enemies in the Immortal Domain are those big demon kings?"

"These big demon kings are constantly fighting, and it is the real thing that makes the monsters live in peace." This time the Immortal Domain was turbulent.

Han Muye shook his head: "The nature of the demon race is like this, and it is also a means of survival by natural selection."

"What we can do is to keep as much life alive as possible." Han Muye's words made the Great Hall silent again.

No matter Qin Zhaoyuan or Chen Zhulong, all three of them have the power of the blood of the demon clan. For the demon clan, they are close.

Unfortunately, the predicament of the demon clan in the Immortal Domain, their power, can't do anything at all. Even Zhulong Commercial Bank and Yunlan City have to rely on this business to make a fortune.

"Can you guarantee that this talisman will not become the source of disaster for the perishing demon clan?" Chen Zhulong looked at the golden talisman again and said in a low voice.

He was moved. If there is a contractual talisman binding between the human race and the demon race Demonic Beasts, the demon race casualties will be much less.

As Han Muye said, the ones who really hurt the demon clan and Demonic Beasts are those from Daomen and Blood War Ancestor. If the living monsters are more effective than the dead monsters, those monsters will have a greater chance of survival.

"This talisman is the transformation of the imprint of the soul, and it requires the consent of both parties to the contract."

"Although this talisman is dominated by one side, the powers and spirits of the two sides have been intertwined for a long time. If one side falls, the other side will also be damaged." Han Muye raised his hand and moved the talisman to parse out the rune.

The combination of the divine soul and the power of the flesh and blood leads to the combination of the power of the demon race and the power of the human race. The role of the demon clan is no longer the material of pill refining, but a real partner, a contractor who can support each other in life and death.

Talismans are actually not that complicated. Han Muye also borrowed the means of many talismans in the mortal world, plus his own perception of blood power and soul power, and just developed this contract talisman.

In the process of researching this talisman, he was also touched by the imprinting method of the huge group of broken golden ants.

"Om—" A rune appeared in front of Chen Zhulong. He raised his hand to hold the talisman he drew, and closed his eyes slightly.

The power surging from the talisman was no different from what Han Muye said. Perhaps, if this talisman spreads out, it can find a chance for the monsters in the Immortal World to cover the rain and get more chances to survive?

"Okay, I promise you." Chen Zhulong surged with power far beyond Celestial Immortals Realm. It was only at this moment that he revealed his true strength.

It's not about showing off and threatening, it's about being honest. Qin Zhaoyuan's eyes flickered, and he bowed his head slightly.

The strength of the Cultivation Base, the chief shopkeeper of the Zhulong Trading Company, has surpassed his perception. Golden Immortal strong.

The top Cultivation Base in Immortal World, but it roams in the wasteland and is in the company of small cultivators.

"As long as Yunlan City can always provide shelter for the demon clan, I will build a dragon business, and I will be Chen Zhulong." Chen Zhulong was silent for a moment, then said solemnly: "Tianyaomen and Ku Immortal Domain Tenglong will form an ally with you." Chen Zhulong's words Qin Zhaoyuan, who was familiar with the Immortal Domain and various forces, widened his eyes.

It's okay to build a dragon business, but Tianyaomen is the main sect of Fuyu Immortal World, and the Tenglong collar is a force in the Immortal Domain that can compete with the fairy demon king.

Chen Zhulong can actually represent so many great forces and directly form an alliance with Yunlan City! Looking at Chen Zhulong, Qin Zhaoyuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Thunder Thieves have been living in the Immortal Domain for countless years, but they don't know the intricate involvement behind the Zhulong Trading Company. It seems that, bitter Immortal Domain, there are more secrets they don't know.

Thunder thieves, the defeat is not wrong.

"Don't worry, as a sword cultivator, I have no regrets about what I say." Han Muye said calmly, speaking loudly. Words are like swords, swords come out without regrets.

Chen Zhulong had a smile on his face.

"Lord Qin, you can go to Immortal Domain, you can go with Zhulong Business." Han Muye looked at Qin Zhaoyuan and said.

Qin Zhaoyuan cupped hands towards Chen Zhulong. Chen Zhulong looked at him and said, "It's not difficult." After the matter was finalized, the two walked out of the Great Hall and saw that the door of the Great Hall was closed behind him. Chen Zhulong said, "Are you trying to rescue the other thunder thieves?" Qin Zhaoyuan nodded and said. : "Brothers, don't give up." Chen Zhulong didn't speak again, took a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped: "The city owner is going too?" Qin Zhaoyuan didn't answer.

But no answer is required.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, it's really a character." Chen Zhulong whispered, his figure moved, and he stepped out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Qin Zhaoyuan looked back at Great Hall and walked out.

"Good boy, are you trying to get rid of the deity?" In the distance, in a restaurant, Li Yungang, who was holding a wine glass, snorted coldly, took out a large wine Calabash, and threw it on the table.

"Fill up this Calabash for me, daddy is going to a long way." Hearing his words, he reached out his hand to catch Calabash's shopkeeper's face, and said with a bitter face: "Old Ancestor, you are full of Calabash, this city is full of people. It's not enough to pack all the wine..."... Outside Dongyuan City, in front of Dongyuan Mountain, Han Muye, dressed in green robes and carrying two swords, stood in front of the thatched pavilion.

Zhao Pingyu, who was wearing the Eight Trigrams robe, smiled.

"Jianxian Yunlan, you really believe in people." Han Muye cupped hands, nodded and said, "Qianzhen senior, let's leave now?" Hearing his words, Zhao Pingyu shook his head and said softly, "No hurry, let me go first. This Dongyuan Mountain is moved together." Full comprehension level: Sixty years of Jiange Guanjian