Chapter 571 Xianjun’s relic, goodbye Yeming Jinxian

Cangyun Xianjun.

At the beginning, Han Muye saw it in the mysterious sword that Ye Ming Jinxian paid him.

Goodbye now, he finally remembered that five million years ago, he once listened to the sermon under the throne of Immortal Tongtian with this man.

At that time, this one was not a fairy.

Just Da Luo Jinxian.

It seems that the inheritance of Xianzun is extraordinary, allowing him to achieve the position of Xianjun.

It’s just that he fell here because of the implication of Immortal Venerable. It really is the cause and effect of every drink and peck.

Hearing the sermon under the Immortal Tongtian at the same time, the title of junior brother was really bearable to Han Muye.

In his mind, Han Muye’s figure condensed a phantom as he cupped his hands and said, “Han Muye has seen Senior Brother Cangyun.”

“The tyrant of the past.” Cangyun Xianjun nodded and looked at Han Muye’s condensed figure: “It turned out to be you.”

When Han Muye listened to the sermon under the throne of Immortal Venerable, what he revealed was his true body.

For so many years, the Immortal Venerable’s direct disciples sought by all parties are also under the pursuit of hegemony.

Who knew that Han Muye was actually a real human race?

Cangyun Xianjun was the leader of the Immortal Tongtian, but he finally fell into the rain-covering fairyland, leaving only this ghostly image of the remnant soul.

He didn’t hide it either, and told everything he had seen and encountered in the Zhoutian God Realm.

The Zhoutian God Realm is a world that is one level higher than the Immortal Realm. There are many strong people in it, and the Immortal Monarch cannot be considered rampant.

Only the Immortal Venerable is the real power.

These Han Muye knew, but after listening to another immortal monarch, he still felt that the world was vast.

“Master respects his cultivation method, which makes those protoss of Daluo Zhoutian fear.” Immortal Cangyun’s eyes gleamed, and he whispered softly.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable’s killing method, the Zhoutian Great Array, can shake the foundation of the rule of the Protoss.

Han Muye also found some clues after constantly researching the cultivation method of Immortal Tongtian.

The weak overcome the strong, and the power is superimposed.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable’s use of power has reached the extreme, a large formation can increase the combat power ten thousand times one hundred thousand times.

How terrible is this?

For the aloof Protoss, they are not afraid of someone becoming the strong, they are afraid that the weak will stand by their side and challenge their majesty.

Immortal Tongtian was imprisoned in the God Realm, but the God Realm wanted to destroy his inheritance but could not do it.

Because Tongtian Immortal Venerable accepted Han Muye’s suggestion and scattered all kinds of treasures.

The inheritance does not need to be repaired, so do the treasures still need to be handed in?

Who is willing to hand over the treasure in their hands?

Since you have a treasure of inheritance in your hand, who believes that you can’t cultivate the inheritance of Immortal Venerable Tongtian?

This is simply an unsolved situation.

Whether it is Zhoutian God Realm or all immortal realms, the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Venerable is more and more forbidden.

“I was too impatient to listen to Master’s words.” Immortal Cangyun showed a trace of regret on his face.

He took action in the God Realm, attracting strong enemies to chase and kill him, and finally escaped to the Rain-covering Immortal Realm with serious injuries, and hid in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

“Is it someone from the Xuanling Sword Sect?” Han Muye frowned and said in a low voice.

According to the memory in Qingyu Sword, it was Xuanling Sword Sect’s Daluo Jinxian Zhu Ming who came to intercept and kill, and finally perished with Cangyun Xianjun.

Han Muye is temporarily staying in the Xuanling Sword Sect, and has been named a disciple of the Sword Sect. Judging from the actions of the sword sect I have seen so far, the Xuanling sword sect is still the right way to the fairy world. …

If it is not a last resort, he does not want to turn against Xuanling Sword Sect.

His swordsmanship is upright, and he has his own rules for doing things.

Xuanling Sword Sect treated him not badly, and he did not want to face his sword.

It’s just that the Sect Master of the Xuanling Sword Sect at the time also heard from the Immortal Venerable Tongtian. If the Sect Master of the Xuanling Sword Sect betrayed the Immortal Venerable and shot Han Muye, Han Muye would not let go.

The Jedi counterattack is to maintain justice.

“Zhu Ming?” Cangyun Xianjun shook his head and said in a low voice, “He once heard a sermon under the throne of Immortal Venerable, and he can be considered to have the same origin as us.”

“He came to Kuxianyu to help me.”

“If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have time to make arrangements to kill the masters of the God Realm who came after him.”

“It’s just a pity that Zhu Ming died because of me.”

With a light sigh, Cangyun Xianjun’s expression revealed a trace of regret.

Zhu Ming is the Golden Immortal of Da Luo, and his cultivation base is the top figure in this fairy world.

If it wasn’t for Immortal Cangyun being implicated, how could he have fallen?

“However, I also finished the layout.”

Immortal Lord Cangyun’s eyes flickered as he looked at Han Muye, “Is there an Immortal Burial City in the Immortal World Covering Rain?”

“Does the Xuanling Sword Sect have a Temple of Slaying?”

“Is the Iron Armored War Gate completely blocking the enemies outside Broken Soul Valley?”

Han Muye could not have imagined that the Slaying Temple of Xuanling Sword Sect, the Immortal Burial City, one of the three major Jedi in the Rain-Covering Immortal Realm, and the Iron Armored Battle Gate, which had a monopoly on one side, were all related to the Immortal Lord Cangyun.

Also, Immortal Monarch is powerful, if you want to layout, you can naturally control the immortal world.

Han Muye’s heart moved and he said, “Then what about the master of the God Realm who chased and killed Senior Brother Cangyun?”

Hearing his words, Cangyun Xianjun laughed: “Don’t you feel the difference between Bitter Immortal Territory and other places?”

different.

The power of the wild!

The strong man was also beheaded here, and the prehistoric world that was refined by himself was included in the Bitter Immortal Territory.

Therefore, this Bitter Immortal Territory has the power of the flood.

“I blew myself up in the world of Dongtian, suppressed Immortal Heyuan, and shattered his Yuanshen and Dongtian.”

There was a hint of pride in Cangyun Xianjun’s words.

He was seriously injured, and he was able to kill a strong man of the same rank. Of course, this kind of record is worth being proud of.

Cang Yun only had the imprint of the remnant soul left, and he communicated with Han Muye for a while, and then dispersed.

This mark can no longer be reborn, just to be able to convey his thoughts.

Han Muye looked at the memory in the ancient sword again, and learned more about what Immortal Cangyun saw in Zhoutian God Realm and Bitter Immortal Realm.

He seems to have transformed into a powerful immortal, fighting with the besieged Zhoutian gods, carrying the inheritance of immortals and spreading it everywhere.

Refine all kinds of treasures, and then condense and inherit them.

This method is the same as that of Immortal Venerable Tongtian.

The memory and inheritance of an Immortal Monarch is indeed worthy of Han Muye’s study.

Many of the treasures of Immortal Cangyun were also moved by him.

Refining the Yuan Cauldron can make all the forces in the world unite, and it is the treasure of the alchemy.

The slaughtering halberd, which was seized and refined from the hands of the gods, contained the means of refining the body, which could smash the body and smelt the power of blood.

The Dao Casting Plate, the top immortal treasure refined by the great power of the ancient immortals, is a set of eighteen pieces, but unfortunately only three pieces are left. …

This treasure can keep the power of the world undefeated, it contains the way of time, and it can also merge ten thousand ways into eighteen discs.

A branch of Tongtianmu is at least ten feet long and thick when hugged.

…

This is the real treasure trove, which is thousands of times richer than what Yeming Jinxian got.

This is a wealth that even Da Luo Jinxian will be moved, and the strong Xianjun will not let go.

Through the memory in the short sword, Han Muye had already determined the true location of the treasure.

His eyes fell on the sword in his palm, and a smile appeared on his face.

The quality of the sword sent by the Four Spirit Demon King is not bad. At this time, after the immortal energy and sword intent have been refined, they have already revealed their true appearance.

The wrong cloud nine forging technique.

God Realm Refining Tool.

Although Han Muye didn’t practice weapon refining very much, his mastery of refining tools was no less than that of Dan Dao.

The stone of the mountain can attack jade, and all the accumulation will eventually become a stepping stone for his kendo practice.

Thick and thin.

After the investigation, he put away the short sword, and Han Muye looked up outside the small courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, the light in the courtyard dissipated.

“Come in.” He said sternly.

At the door, a middle-aged immortal cultivator in a black robe walked into the small courtyard.

He walked slowly, and the aura on his body was constantly changing, first turning into a tiger man with a height of over 10 feet, and then condensing into a tauren with a face full of flesh.

This was the Qingniu chef Han Muye had seen in the small building before, the one from the Hulunbaier Prairie.

When he walked in front of Han Muye, he was already a five-year-old old man in black armor with two magic lines on his head and wings on his back.

Seeing a golden token in Han Muye’s hand, the old man had a respectful look on his face, clasped his fists and bowed: “Nalan has found your honor.”

The Moruo family, with two magic lines and a pair of wings, is already a very noble bloodline.

However, there is still a big gap between his bloodline power and Zhu Ling’s bloodline power in the token in Han Muye’s hand.

Not to mention that Han Muye is the inheritor of Immortal Venerable and the master of the entire Moruo clan.

“Is Xie Chaoyan already passed on to you about my coming to the Bitter Immortal Territory?” Han Muye put away the token and said softly.

He went to find the people of the Moruo clan in Wanchong City today, and he made an appointment with Xie Chaoyan in advance.

The strength of the Moruo family in the Bitter Immortal Territory is stronger than anywhere else.

There is chaos here, but no one cares who is the Moruo tribe.

Han Muye needed news from the Bitter Immortal Territory, and the Moruo clan could inquire about it more accurately.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Nalan Xun nodded and said, “All the clansmen in our Bitter Immortal Territory will be dispatched by Your Honor.”

“Tell me all the news about the Sky Immortal Demon King.” Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said.

Whether it is to rescue the people who are shocked by thunder, or to find the treasures of the immortal king, they will eventually meet the fairy king of the sky.

Moreover, with Jin Huo, the phoenix’s nirvana in his hand, Han Muye naturally stood on the opposite side of the Sky Soaring Demon King.

Nalan Xun nodded and whispered everything he knew about the Sky Immortal Demon King.

The Sky Soaring Demon King is a divine bird demon clan, and even the Moruo clan has not been able to find out which clan it is.

But Nalan Xun knew about the cultivation methods of the Sky Soaring Demon King. …

A feather fan with a flickering fairy light, the fan is black and white, and everything can be eliminated.

“Wanbaotian Magnetic Fan?” Han Muye’s eyes narrowed and he whispered.

He had seen a treasure fan like this in Immortal Cangyun’s short sword memory.

It was not one of the treasures scattered by Immortal Cangyun, but the treasure in the hands of the powerful man in the God Realm who was killed by him.

Among them, the means are also unique to the God Realm, which can suppress the power of the Immortal Realm.

It turned out to be this treasure, no wonder it was able to crush the Heavenly Immortal Demon King Nirvana.

If it was this treasure, Han Muye would have to deal with it carefully.

Wan magnetic wear, such means, for Jian Xiu, but extremely restrained.

The Sky Soaring Demon King only rose up after getting the treasured fan.

Because of its weak background, the army under its command relies entirely on looting to support it.

The Bitter Immortal Territory, which was relatively balanced, was also broken, and life was ruined.

“The Immortal Demon King Xiangtian has also gathered a few strong men, all of whom are from the bloodline of the ancient times.”

Nalan Xun introduced in a low voice the powerful men under the Soaring Heaven Fairy Demon King.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King is just one person, even if the battle strength is monstrous, it is impossible to sweep the entire Bitter Immortal Territory.

Several powerful demon kings under his command, as well as the tyrannical army, are the existences that can truly swallow up the entire Bitter Immortal Territory.

“The snake demon king, the bloodline of the ancient primordial beast, the snake, can devour the world.”

Ba Snake is actually an ancient vicious beast, most fond of killing.

In the prehistoric times, there was a snake lying on the ground, and it would not come out for 100,000 years.

Ba Snake is ruthless, it can be seen.

“There is also a nine-spirit demon king who can be divided into eight realms. He is already the top figure among the demon kings in the Bitter Immortal Domain. I don’t know why such a strong person would surrender to the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King.”

Nalan Xun whispered and shook his head gently.

Although the Moruo clan is pervasive and ever-changing, they are unable to approach the real powerhouses and detect the hidden secrets of the demon king.

Doppelganger?

Could it be the nine avatars?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

The ancient spirit fox can also have nine tails and nine lives, but hopefully it is not the strongest among the divine beasts.

Can become a strong demon king in the Bitter Immortal Domain, unless it is the blood of the Nine Infants.

An ancient beast with nine heads and nine bodies.

The key is that Jiuying and Ba Snake are both the spirits of suppression in Dongtian, the powerful man in the realm of the gods who chased and killed Cangyun Xianjun.

Behind the Sky Demon King, is the Immortal Monarch strong?

If it is really the power of Xianjun, it is not something he can intervene now.

I don’t know if Zhou Sheng of Xuanling Sword Sect knew about this news?

Not only these, but according to Nalan Xun’s news, the army of the Soaring Heavenly Demon King has already reached thousands of miles away.

Even if the army is not advancing quickly, if the strong are really swept away, they can also go outside Wanchong City in an instant.

After reporting all the information, Han Muye waved his hand.

“Your Highness, I will arrange for two clever clansmen to accompany them, and I will let them pass on any information they need.” Nalan Xun bowed and said.

Then he turned around and left, and when he walked out of the courtyard, he had returned to the appearance of the human race when he came.

The magic method of the Moruo clan is indeed difficult to distinguish.

After Nalanxun left, Han Muye got up and walked out of the courtyard.

He was going to find Zhou Sheng and ask what kind of powerhouse was behind the Sky Demon King, and see if the information from the Xuanling Sword Sect could be a little more precise. …

As one of the major sects in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, it is impossible for the Xuanling Sword Sect to know nothing.

After walking outside the small courtyard, Han Muye frowned.

In the sky in the distance, countless demonic energy surged!

The powerful men under the Soaring Heavenly Immortal Demon King are here!

“when-”

The sound of the golden bell resounded, and countless figures flew into the sky.

Han Muye saw that there was a sword light shining among those figures.

Zhou Sheng also followed.

“Lord City Lord.” Qin Zhaoyuan, who stepped out of the courtyard next to him, walked quickly and bowed to Han Muye.

Du Qiang and the others also gathered around with solemn expressions.

“How is the caravan’s material sales?” Han Muye looked at Du Qiang.

Hundreds of thousands of sets of armor and weapons are not a small number.

“Most of them have already been booked, but,” Du Qiang said with a gloomy look on his face, “I’m afraid it will be too late to receive it.”

The Sky Immortal Demon King powerhouse directly attacked and killed it. If it could be resisted, it would be fine.

“Lord Jianxian, your financial affairs are small, you can’t delay your affairs.” Du Qiang clenched his fists towards Han Muye, and said in a low voice, “Do you have any orders?”

When he came, the shopkeeper had already explained everything, and everything was instructed by Sword Immortal Yunlan.

In this situation, the caravan naturally had to be dispatched.

Even if this business is not done and everything is lost, Han Muye’s affairs cannot be delayed.

For a business, a loss is an investment.

This is the way of businessmen, to be small and broad.

Han Muye turned his head to look at the demonic light in the sky, pondered for a moment, and said, “I originally planned to use your caravan to cover up to go to the Sky Immortal Demon King’s rule, but now, I’m afraid it won’t work.”

“You first deliver the goods, and then go out of the city to join us.” Han Muye looked at the chaos under the city and shook his head.

In Wanchong City, many demon races have fled the city.

No matter what kind of city it is, it is difficult to be intact when the Jinxian powerhouses are fighting.

Not everyone has the intention to coexist with the city.

The city obviously knew it, and saw that the gates of the city began to close.

Du Qiang hurriedly bowed and raised his hand to send out a few golden talismans.

The guards in the caravan all acted, carrying those big boxes on their backs and moving them out.

A group of generals rushed over, and a few masters of the big demon clan with extraordinary bearing followed to receive these armors.

“The Great Defense Array is about to open.” Qin Zhaoyuan turned his head to look at the green foliage around him, and said in a low voice.

The entire Wanchong City has moved, covered with countless green leaves.

One after another green demon light flashed, and it was about to condense into a green light curtain.

As long as the light curtain is sealed, there will be no more passages in the void.

“Let’s go.” Han Muye nodded, his body moved and turned into a blue lightning bolt.

Inspire the power of Kui Niu, combined with the power of the bloodline of the demon clan, and leave before this great defense formation closes the city.

Qin Zhaoyuan also flew away.

They didn’t come to the Bitter Immortal Territory to have a fight with the Sky Immortal Demon King here, and there was no need to be trapped in the city.

Flying out of the city for a hundred miles, a roar can be heard in the distance.

Looking back, the entire Wanchong City was shrouded in a cyan light curtain, flashing infinite streamers, and the illusory branches swayed, as if they were about to break through the sky. …

This light curtain is gathered by the large defense formation, and it needs to extract the power of all the creatures in the city.

If Han Muye and Qin Zhaoyuan didn’t leave, they would also be drawn from their power and become part of the foundational support of this great formation.

“This is the Bitter Immortal Territory.” Qin Zhaoyuan looked complicated, looked at Wan Chong City, which was no longer in and out, and said in a low voice: “The chaos is endless, and low-level creatures can only be wrapped in it and cannot help themselves.”

The suffering of the Bitter Immortal Territory lies in the fact that low-level creatures have no right to choose.

In the Covering Rain Immortal Realm, only this Bitter Immortal Realm will fight endlessly and cannot be repaired.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and nodded lightly.

The suffering of the Bitter Immortal Territory is caused by the nature of the demon clan, but it is also deliberately provoked by other forces.

In every chaos, there are pushers and shadows behind them.

The only ones who are really powerless are those low-level demon clan and immortal cultivators.

At this moment, he had a glimpse of the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

Accumulation and superposition, forming a great formation of Zhoutian, can subvert the world.

This is what those almighty powerhouses who are high above and do not take the lives of low-level immortals seriously are afraid.

The power of ants.

“Lord City Lord, this is the message from the place where the senior was sitting.”

Qin Zhaoyuan raised his hand and handed a piece of jade to Han Muye.

Han Muye took the jade slip and entered with his spiritual sense.

“Wind Roar Ridge in Qiling Prefecture?”

“Is this the base camp of the Soaring Heavenly Demon King?”

The location recorded in the jade slip is clearly the foundation of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King before its rise.

Here, the masters of Thunder Thieves are also imprisoned.

Han Muye had discussed with Cangyun Immortal Lord before, and there was no second Immortal Lord in the Bitter Immortal Domain.

Apart from the remains left by Immortal Cangyun, Zhu Ming still has one last arrangement.

Or, it was the powerhouse of the Zhoutian God Realm who left behind before he fell.

“If that guy has any means, you have to be careful.” At that time, Immortal Monarch Cangyun said solemnly.

The arrangement of the immortal emperor’s backhand is not something that Han Muye and other immortal cultivators who have not yet reached the golden fairyland can break.

Now, looking at the position Qin Zhaoyuan gave him, could it be related to Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, or the fallen powerhouse of Zhoutian God Realm?

“Master Sword Immortal, Du Qiang led the caravan to **** thirty-two people to meet.” Not far away, the streamer flew by, and Du Qiang, who was wearing a black armor, bowed and saluted.

Behind him, there were dozens of immortal cultivators who also wore black armor and restrained their breath.

Not all human races, but also demon races.

Han Muye pondered for a while and handed the jade slip back to Qin Zhaoyuan.

“You go here first, collect the good news and wait for me,”

“I still have some things to do.”

Regardless of whether this immortal treasure is true or false, he will go to see it.

But before that, he had to open the treasure left by Immortal Cangyun.

Once you go to Wind Roar Ridge and have a conflict with the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, I am afraid there will be no chance to stay in the Bitter Immortal Territory to find the remains of the Immortal Monarch.

Qin Zhaoyuan and Du Qiang had no objection to Han Muye’s arrangement.

But for a moment, everyone quietly flew away.

Han Muye also chose a direction, the sword light turned invisible and disappeared.

Flying all the way, you can see messy monsters everywhere.

Perhaps it was the beginning of the war, the roaring noises in the distance continued, and no one cared about the silhouette flying in the air. Han Muye’s sword light was reaching its limit, traveling millions of miles a day. …

Three days later, he landed in front of a mountain that stretched thousands of miles.

The blue-grey peaks are surrounded by cliffs.

At the foot of the mountain, fireworks flickered.

This is a volcano, a volcano that can erupt at any time.

There are no big monster tribes around, only scattered monsters live by those fires.

Even if this fire will erupt at an unknown time, and once it erupts, it will be life-threatening, these low-level monsters are still surrounded here.

This is the helplessness of low-level creatures.

The power of heaven and earth is an irresistible existence in front of them.

Stepping on the mountain, Han Muye raised his hand, and two swords appeared.

One is the Xuan Xuan sword that Yeming Jinxian paid for, and the other is the ancient sword given by the Four Spirit Demon King.

The two swords hung silently, and after a slight vibration, they shot forward and walked away.

Han Muye followed behind the long sword, Yufeng marched forward.

Feijian moved extremely fast, but it was already three thousand miles away in half an hour.

This is already the hinterland of the mountains, where the rising smoke clouds are intertwined with the flames, turning the surrounding sky into a fiery red.

The two swords paused slightly, hanging above the rolling lava.

But at this time, the positions of the two swords are somewhat different.

The Xuan Xuan Sword oscillated slightly, as if it had to move forward.

The ancient sword was pointing downwards, as if it was about to fall into the lava lake.

Han Muye stood there with a gleam in his eyes.

Taking a breath, he raised his hand.

The two swords returned to the palm.

“Senior Ye Ming, the place has been found, and you haven’t shown up yet?” Han Muye lowered his head slightly, and opened his mouth.

night.

Jinxian at night!

As his voice fell, a figure stepped out of the cloud of smoke and landed in front of Han Muye.

“Yes, let me do the rest.”

Ye Ming Jinxian laughed and turned his head to look down: “Boiled the vastness, it turned out to be Dang volcano, I am still setting up all over the wasteland, trying to find a place where everything can be smelted.”

Raising his hand, the golden fairy light flashed and pressed towards the boiling lava below, Ye Ming Jinxian smiled even more.

“I searched for so many years, and finally got all the remains of the Immortal Monarch.”

Around him, a piece of fairy light shining treasure emerged.

“What are these **** compared to the real immortal relics?” Ye Ming Jinxian showed a hint of arrogance on his face, it seemed that countless years of repression had finally been released.

Looking at Han Muye, he seemed to have found someone to talk to.

“If outsiders know that I just got the treasures of the immortal emperor, and it is not that there is really strong support behind me, how miserable will I die?”

“Do you know how painful it is to keep a great secret hidden in your heart and not be known by anyone?”

There was a slight twist on Jinxian Yeming’s face.

Han Muye nodded.

He really knew the pain that the secret in his heart could not be known by outsiders.

traversed identity.

The identity of Immortal Venerable disciple.

All kinds of cultivation methods that cannot be displayed in front of outsiders.

“You don’t understand!” Ye Ming Jinxian gritted his teeth and raised his arms: “I could have been on one side, but I had to deliberately lay it out on the wasteland and let others wait slowly until the moment when I opened the treasure.”

“Everyone is lurking behind, just waiting to drain me.”…

There are no eternal secrets in the world.

Those big forces didn’t move Yeming Jinxian because his value was not enough for them to compete with their fictional power.

But once the layout on the wasteland leads to a top-secret treasure, there will definitely be strong people to **** it.

At that time, Ye Ming Jinxian would become an abandoned child.

So he is afraid.

He was afraid that when he woke up, his cave house had been sealed by a tyrannical formation.

“It’s really hard for you to wander in the wasteland for so many years.” Han Muye nodded again and said softly.

Just like himself, he only dared to wander in the wasteland.

They are the same kind.

“Haha, it’s alright now.” Yeming Jianxian looked at the lava below, and the madness on his face could not be concealed.

“As long as I get the real treasure of Xianjun, I can run rampant in the rain-covering fairyland.”

“At that time, let’s see who dares to attack me.”

He raised his hand and pointed at Han Muye.

“You, sorry, you can disappear.”

“boom-”

As the words fell, a golden light descended from the sky and landed on Han Muye.

Golden snares, ten thousand stars.

For the Jinxian strong, Han Muye is just a Tianxian Dongxu.

That’s all.

“You once faced Shu Ming Jinxian with a sword.”

“I have also faced the sword with the spirit sword Jinxian in the air.”

Ye Ming Jinxian smiled, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, and said: “Let me see that you really have the ability to fight against Jinxian.”

Shu Ming Jinxian is a member of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Outsiders don’t know how powerful that sword is.

Lingjian Jinxian used his sword in Immortal Burial City. He didn’t know how many thousands of miles the sword had traversed, and there was still some force in the sword, and outsiders didn’t know.

From Yeming Jinxian’s point of view, Han Muye had knocked on his sword at the beginning, even though he deliberately gave it away.

Now Han Muye is completely useless and can die.

Only the dead Han Muye could keep the secret.

“Om-”

The golden net that enveloped Han Muye vibrated and shrank continuously.

One zhang.

Three feet.

Ye Ming Jinxian narrowed his eyes.

When the snare retracted within three feet of Han Muye’s body, there was relief and disdain on his face.

Within three feet of Jianxiu, it is already the bottom line.

Once the bottom line is broken, what about Sword Immortal?

Life and death in hand.

Ye Ming Jinxian raised his hand.

Then he was slightly taken aback.

Han Muye, who was shrouded in snares in front, also raised his hand.

Both swords pointed forward at the same time.

“Thorn-”

The golden snare was picked up by the sword’s edge, and the golden streamers flickered, and the sword light rotated, wrapping the snare on the long sword and turning it into golden fairy patterns.

A rare fairy treasure, just swallowed up like this?

Ye Ming Jinxian’s face flashed a stunned look, and his open hand was not clenched for a while.

In front of a Dongxu Tianxian, his Jinxian would be a little overwhelmed.

“This is Dang volcano…”

Han Muye looked around, and there was a hint of unspeakable emotion on his face that made Ye Ming Jinxian’s heart tremble.

“Here is the arrangement left by Senior Brother Cangyun, as a means of suppressing the powerhouses of the God Realm at the last moment.”

“Unfortunately, it didn’t work.”

Senior Brother Cangyun!

Suppress the powerhouses of the God Realm! …

Ye Ming Jinxian widened his eyes.

These words, can a Dongxu Tianxian say them?

“You, who are you?” He looked at Han Muye, his voice trembling.

“Me, who am I?” Han Muye whispered softly.

It was difficult for him to answer this question himself.

If he can, he is willing to not travel by himself.

If possible, he would only be a sword watcher on Jiuxuan Mountain in the Western Border.

If possible, he is willing to cultivate peacefully with Taoist companions only in the Profound Sky World.

If he could, he wouldn’t want that inheritance spanning five million years.

But since all this has already happened, hold it in your hand!

As a sword cultivator, all opportunities depend on the sword in hand to fight.

There is no reason to give up on your own opportunities.

“Kuraga-”

The two swords fly together.

The golden sword light, with the power of the immortal treasure absorbed before, flickered and surrounded Ye Ming Jinxian’s body.

Did not speak again.

Neither Han Muye nor Ye Ming Jinxian spoke.

They each revealed their biggest secrets. Today, only one of the two of them can leave.

“when-”

Han Muye’s sword was blocked by three shields in the hands of Yeming Jinxian.

Then, the blue-gray Three Thousand Mountains smashed down at Han Muye.

Ten winds exploded, and the palm that turned into black slapped Han Muye on the head.

A cyan rope appeared outside Han Muye’s body and turned into a big snake.

Jinxian means, without letting go.

Ye Ming Jinxian, a strong man who has been in the wasteland for countless years, will kill him if he makes a move.

But Han Muye in front of him was no longer hiding.

A golden immortal is in front, and it is impossible to hide.

“boom-”

The phantom of Kui Niu is on the side.

Countless long swords turned into long dragons, and the nine-story sword towers formed a row.

Sword intent.

Fighting intent.

Killing intent.

Spiritual energy into a line.

The sword of the primordial spirit is suspended.

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At this moment, this sword is the strongest sword that Han Muye can reveal!

The sword light condensed and chopped off.

No matter what you can do, I will only strike with one sword.

The moment the sword condensed, the lava below began to boil and roll, as if the waves were being driven.

“I, I know who you are—”

Ye Ming Jinxian’s eyes widened, watching the long sword move forward, breaking everything and roaring loudly.

“boom-”

Sword, fall.

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