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Mu Xuan did not give up, and still tried to find ways through various channels.

On this day, Mu Xuan concentrated on the cave mansion, he wanted to cultivate his Great Thousand Sword Spirit Array in the remaining ten days, which would be a great sword move for him to enter the Triple Junction Realm, except for the Qingshan Wine Sword that was being cultivated, the only swordsmanship he could take out at present was the Sword Shadow Lotus and the Sword Gang in the Sword Gang.

Mu Xuan stretched out his right hand, and an intermediate immortal-rank flying sword appeared out of thin air, which was one of the five thousand falling swords. These five thousand immortal swords come from the same source, which shows that their preciousness has reached an unprecedented height.

This mid-level immortal-level flying sword, its hilt is made of dark black meteoric iron, and there is a kind of murderous aura on it, and there is also an exotic mysterious aura. This is his current immortal sword in addition to the green sword, the cloud divine sword and the three growth divine weapons. If, it was just one handle, Mu Xuan didn't care. The point is, it's 5,000 handles!

Clang!

Mu Xuan flicked his fingers lightly, and a light, distant sword chant sounded, with an exotic aura.

"Up!" Mu Xuan drank lightly.

As a result of his thoughts, ten immortal swords slowly suspended around his body, with bursts of immortal sword might, and a leisurely sword qi scattered a misty light.

Again, "Get up!" ”

Ten more fairy swords, ten more...... In the blink of an eye, it's a hundred!

It seems that his cultivation has reached the Triple Knot Dan Realm cultivation, and the control of this hundred immortal swords is still very simple, after all, the Little Thousand Sword Spirit Array has been skillfully used by himself for a long time. When his own cultivation foundation was reached, these immortal swords would easily operate.

After Mu Xuan tried a hundred immortal swords, he was suddenly full of confidence in his cultivation of the Triple Knot Dan Realm. One hundred more fairy swords!

Airplanes!

Huge immortal sword fluctuations slowly appeared beside Mu Xuan, Mu Xuan constantly reflected the power of the immortal sword, and again, the three hundred immortal swords, the four hundredth ...... Until the thousandth intermediate immortal rank immortal sword, all of them were suspended around the body.

The silver sword light was extremely powerful, and the thousands of fairy swords were constantly suspended up and down, each rotating from time to time, with a monstrous domineering aura.

Little Thousand Sword Spirit Array! Mu Xuan's figure flashed, and he left the cave mansion and came to the peak of Wentian Peak. The sword pointed at the cliff of a cliff, and the screams tore through the time and space, causing the surrounding time and space to ripple out of the cracks caused by the friction of the seal.

Bang, bang, bang!

The roar continued. The cliff was completely gone, and there was only a cloud of gravel dust. If this move was against the golden immortal qi in the middle of the fairyland, it would definitely be able to repel it.

It seems that the cultivation in his body can only operate a thousand intermediate immortal rank immortal swords, and the power and dark black sword light formed by this is already nearly a hundred times that of the small thousand sword spirit array in the past!

However, he still has four spiritual powers! The two could have gone hand in hand!

Mu Xuan took a deep breath, his gaze was firm, his left eye blinked, the four spirit marks came out in an instant, and the hundred fairy swords in the golden storage bag suddenly flew out, the hilt vibrated with a sound, and suddenly suspended in front of him, one thousand and one hundred fairy swords!

Again, hum ......

The four spiritual powers in the left eye continued to attack, and the astonishing halo of light continued to make the fairy sword in the golden storage bag fly out, one hundred fairy swords, two hundred fairy swords, and three hundred fairy swords...... Mu Xuan's eyes were firm, and he concentrated on urging with all his might, these four spiritual thoughts had become so powerful in his body, six hundred immortal swords, seven hundred swords, eight hundred swords, eight hundred swords, and a large bead ......of sweat slipped down from Mu Xuan's head like rain, Mu Xuan had already urged all his divine thoughts out, reaching the maximum in an instant.

Airplanes......

Shen Nian controlled a thousand immortal swords, plus a thousand immortal swords that his own spiritual power cultivation controlled, a total of two thousand immortal swords.

Mighty and mighty, suspended and undulating, the sword vibrated and vibrate, forming a misty silver light, and from a distance, it was like a huge sword formation diagram appearing on the top of Wentian Peak.

"Go!"

Mu Xuan shouted. The figure shuttled inside, like a sword soul, and the two thousand fairy swords suspended around it then rotated sharply, turning into a human sword, leading these two thousand falling swords of the same origin, like thousands of swordfish swimming in the sea, forming a meteor through the fish, dragging a long tail, cutting through the sky

The monstrous momentum, the spirit of the two thousand immortal swords shuttling through the sky, made the bursts of sword light cut through the cracks in the void, which was terrifying.

At this moment, many monks and guards in the Black Dragon Mountain area, and even several princes on several huge peaks in the distance saw this scene.

"That's the Eleventh Emperor Brother? Such a sword array...... Disastrous. The Seventh Prince Mo Qi came out of the cave mansion and sighed when he saw this scene.

"The eleventh emperor brother is just a hit, and a hitter is amazing." And the second prince Mo Yu, who walked out of the cave mansion of another huge mountain peak, was also amazed.

More guards were stunned and stared at the powerful sword formation in the distance, "The Eleventh Prince is no longer the waste he once was!" He has become the greatest pride of this royal family! ”

In the cloud hall on the top of the distant Eternal Immortal Mountain, the Demon Heaven Emperor and the Purple Dragon Emperor also saw the fluctuation of the sword formation of Wentian Peak, "The third brother can finally rest assured, Wentian has a future!" "Motian is comforted.

"That's right, this catastrophe still depends on the third brother's ability, and now Wentian has a chance. That's a relief. "The Purple Dragon Emperor is also embarrassed." It's a pity, the third brother is seriously injured, and Shouyuan will be exhausted. Hey......"

And on the top of the nearest Black Dragon Mountain next to Wentian Peak, on the simple stone bed in the cave, Mo Cangtian was filled with joy in his heart, "Yingxue, if you are still alive." How nice it would be to see our son so promising! With a trace of tenderness on his face, with a trace of memory, Mu Yingxue, who looked like a fairy in the bamboo forest, was pregnant, and her pregnancy was still beautiful and colorful.

It's a pity that she left in the battle of ancient times, and Yingxue's deity was beaten to the endless void by the Demon Venerable, and her soul wandered away until she disappeared. And because of that battle, he was seriously injured, Shouyuan gradually withered, pushed off the throne, and gave way to the eldest brother.

If it weren't for the reason for asking the sky, Mo Cangtian would probably have left the Black Dragon Mountain Empire a long time ago to find Yingxue's original remnant soul. It's just that the spirit of Yingxue asked the heavens to swear to protect their child Mo Wentian in the moment before leaving! If possible, she will take every opportunity to give birth to the fetus in her body and let it survive.

She left with tears in her eyes, with a deep reluctance, after all, Xiao Wentian is still so small, and she still has a fetus in her womb......

Thinking of this, Mo Cangtian sighed. Before this catastrophe, you must tell him about his mother, and you must let him get the Longshan Order and let him survive, so that it is possible to replace his father...... Go find his mother, my Yingxue!

Mo Cangtian suddenly had two lines of old tears, and this moment seemed to touch the most tender part of his heart.