Gu Tianxing knew where the Returning Ruins Realm was, so under his guidance, the Eternal Universe quickly reached the location from the vast universe.

"What a strong sword aura. ”

Before entering this plane, Jun Changxiao felt the strong sword momentum, and he admired the Guiru Sword Saint a little more in his heart.

Especially thinking that his disciple Zhou Hong has been cultivating with him for two years, I don't know what achievements he has achieved now?

"Whew!"

The Eternal Ship passed through the spatial barrier and merged into the Realm of Returning to the Ruins.

This plane may be due to the seclusion of the Sword Saint, the attributes of heaven and earth are relatively weak, and the sword qi and sword intent are strong, which can be called the holy land of sword cultivation.

"Whew!"

The Eternal landed smoothly.

However, Jun Changxiao and the others had just walked out of the hatch, and thousands of sword cultivators had gathered around them, and judging from the outbreak of sword momentum, they were obviously not welcome.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

Gu Tianxing arched his hand and said, "I am Gu Tianxing, the leader of the Star Sea Alliance of the Heavenly Realm, and I am here to visit the Sword Saint senior today!"

"Hahaha!"

At this time, a hearty laugh came.

A middle-aged man similar to a Confucian student walked over, stroked his goatee with his hand, and said with a smile: "What kind of wind blew Lord Gu Meng here?"

This person has a strong aura around him, and he is not a simple person at first glance.

"Pei Song?"

Gu Tianxing was quite surprised: "Why are you in the Returning Ruins Realm?"

"Thanks to the predecessors of the Sword Saint of Guiru. The middle-aged man named Pei Song smiled and said, "I was hired as an elder of the Sword Alliance." ”

“......”

Only then did Gu Tianxing remember that the Guixu Sword Saint had created the Sword Alliance, and not long ago he had been defeated by the Heavenly Demon Emperor's subordinate King Jialuo.

Finished.

Recruitment is no fun!

If Jian Guiru hadn't joined the organization, there might still be some hope, but now there is no hope.

"Who is this?"

Pei Song looked at Jun Chang and smiled.

Because of understanding, the language is milder.

The disciples of the Sword Alliance reined in their sword qi, and the atmosphere gradually eased.

"Eternal ......"

Gu Tianxing was about to introduce him, but Jun Changxiao interrupted: "Leader of the Jun League, Jun Changxiao laughs!"

This time he came to visit the Returning Ruins Sword Saint, he was not as the sect master, but as the alliance leader, although they are all similar, but there are still differences.

"Junmeng?"

Pei Song looked at Gu Tianxing as if he had realized something, "Are you going to recruit Sword Saint seniors?"

"Definitely. Jun Chang smiled and said: "The disciples of this seat worship under the sect of the predecessors of the Sword Saint, mainly to visit. ”

"Oh?"

Pei Song was surprised: "You are the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect?"

Zhou Hong, the newly recruited disciple of the Sword Saint's predecessors, came from a sect called Wangu Sect, and he had heard of it for a long time.

"Yes, yes. ”

Jun often laughs, and his words and deeds are very poor.

"I'm sorry. ”

Pei Song said: "The Sword Saint senior is in retreat, so let's come back another day." ”

When Gu Tianxing heard this, he muttered in his heart: "Could it be that in a battle with the Heavenly Demon Emperor, the Sword Saint senior was injured?"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, the sky twisted, and a famous warrior flew in.

Judging from the costumes, it is obvious that it is someone from the Night King League.

“......”

Pei Song's expression was difficult to see.

Although the Guiru Realm is not a big realm, there are Sword Saint seniors in charge, how could someone else come in casually!

"Gu Alliance Master!"

Pei Song said with a straight face, "Your centaurs?"

"I don't know. Gu Tianxing said.

He didn't know it, Jun Changxiao naturally knew, and said secretly: "Why did the people of the Night King League appear again!"

"Sure enough!"

Among the martial artists who appeared, a gray-haired old man locked onto the Wangu and said with a cold gaze: "This kid has something to do with the Returning Ruins Sword Saint!"

"Sword to ruins!"

"You're a bit unjust!"

“......”

Jun Changxiao suddenly realized that the Night King League was really tying himself to the Guiru Sword Saint, so he angrily reprimanded: "The Sword Saint's predecessors are cultivating in the land of cultivation, don't wait for the wild bark!"

Foxy barks.

It means barking like a dog.

When the pale old man heard this, he was furious and said, "My family's Night King is a senior of the Sword Saint of the Ruins, but your people have kidnapped the members of our alliance, is this the work of the eldest husband?"

"Fart!"

Jun Chang laughed and shouted: "You attacked this seat first, don't let the wicked sue first!"

“......”

Gu Tianxing collapsed and said, "Why is he yelling so loudly! can his attitude be better?"

"Boy. ”

The strong man of the Night King Alliance said coldly: "It's not your turn to talk here, hurry up and let the sword return to the ruins, and the old man wants to reason with him." ”

"I'm sorry. ”

Pei Song said: "The Sword Saint senior is in retreat, and it is inconvenient to meet guests, so please leave the Guiru Realm as soon as possible." ”

He has a better temper, but if he has a bad temper, he will definitely not be able to bear the yelling of others here, especially the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, whose voice is like a megaphone.

"So to speak. ”

The powerhouse of the Night King Alliance said coldly: "Is the sword returning to the ruins to protect his subordinates unreasonably?"

Depend on!

Who is unreasonable?

Pei Song looked relatively gentle, but it didn't mean that he didn't have a temper, and pointed at the Night King League powerhouse and said, "Please pay attention to the way you speak. ”

"The old man hates being pointed at the most. ”

"That's it, how?"

"Come up!"

"Get down!"

Both of them lost their tempers, and their faces and noses were about to collide together.

"Two of you are dissipating!"

"Everyone is a martial artist, you can't look up and look down, there's no need to be so ugly. ”

"Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky!"

Jun Chang laughed for a while and pulled the strong man of the Night King League, and pulled the elder of the Sword Alliance for a while, tossing back and forth left and right, and suddenly he was tired and sweating profusely.

"It's not!"

The system collapsed and said: "This thing started because of him, why did he pull up the fight!"

"Hmph. ”

The powerhouse of the Night King Alliance suppressed his anger and waved his sleeves and said, "The old man is not here to quarrel this time, hurry up and call out the Sword Saint of the Ruins." ”

"I said that the Sword Master was in retreat. Pei Song said coldly: "Come back another day." ”

"In my opinion, you know that you have no face to come out to meet people, right?" said the Night King League lightly.

"Old fellow!"

Pei Song raised his hand again, Confucian Fan was replaced by Social Fan, gritted his teeth and said, "Pay attention to what you say!"

"Don't get excited, two of you!"

Jun Changxiao came over to persuade again, as if he had become a kind person of professional persuasion, but he didn't know that the two had developed to this point because of him.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, the sky suddenly collapsed, and the wind from the depths of the universe howled, presenting a picture as if the end had come.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Streamers flew at great speed.

The Night King Alliance powerhouse and Pei Song, who were about to fight, stopped and looked up with solemn eyes.

At this moment, dozens of huge warships were suspended in the firmament of the Ruins Realm.

Jun Chang smiled and looked serious.

Judging from the form of the battleship, he immediately recognized it as the Heavenly Demon Emperor Fleet, but judging from the volume and the energy light of the eruption, it seemed to be much more advanced than what he had robbed.

"I am the captain of the Blade Fleet under the command of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and I have been ordered to come and wipe out the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect this time. A voice came from inside the main battleship.

"Click!"

"Click!"

At the same time, dozens of battleships opened their bilges.

Various bells and whistles protruded and began to converge a special glow of energy.

"Huh?"

"The Night Kings are there too?"

"Just right, then let's kill it together. ”

Boom Boom!

As soon as the words fell, the shell-like devices in the bilges of dozens of battleships were instantly launched in unison, like the streamers of nuclear bombs flying in an instant, and the streamers dragged out outlined an extremely beautiful picture.

"Not good!"

Jun Changxiao, Gu Tianxing and the others' faces changed greatly.

"Click!"

Ye Xingchen, Xiao Sinji and others activated the text special effects and protected them in front of the sect master, but they knew better than anyone else that the other party suddenly made a move, and the firepower was super fierce, this time I am afraid that it will ......

"The old man's realm. ”

"Thou shalt be presumptuous. ”

Suddenly, sharp words came from behind, as if cutting through the sky.

Before everyone had time to turn their heads, they saw that the ripples of the sword momentum visible to the naked eye instantly rippled across the entire plane.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, all the shells that were pressed down from the sky were cut into pieces, producing a series of explosions that buzzed everyone's eardrums.

"I'll go!"

Jun Chang's eyes widened with a smile.

At that moment, a fresh breeze blew, forcing him to stiffen and turn his head.

"Tread. ”

'Tread. ”

An unpretentious old man walked slowly from the crowd, as if with his own slow-motion attributes.

He stood his sword on the ground and stopped in front of everyone, his faded cloak fluttering wildly, and he vaguely saw two words engraved on it - Sword Master!

Back.

Deeply shocked Jun Chang smiled.

If you have to describe the momentum at this moment, it's like a white-bearded dad on top of the war.

The difference is that one stands with a horizontal sword, one stands with a sword, one is burly, and the other is weak.

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "This thigh, I hold it!"

“he~tui！”

The system spits out a mouthful of phlegm, satisfying not only the self, but also the reader.