"Elder Ao, the Holy Soul Illusion Realm is about to open, as far as I know, the power of heaven and earth in the Northern Abyss Fog Realm has also begun to weaken, as soon as they return from the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, I am afraid they will go to the North Abyss Fog Realm immediately, and it will be too late if they don't make a move." An old man said worriedly.

"Why don't we go to the Holy Sword Peak again, even if the Holy Lord is dissatisfied, we won't be able to kill all of us old guys. Another old man said murderously.

"No need, I have my own arrangements for this matter, so you don't have to worry about it. Ao Fangchen shook his head and said.

With the sword Wuchen and the night of the night, even if they all killed the Holy Sword Peak, they would definitely not be able to hurt Mu Hanyan. Don't look at the number of them, but when it comes to strength, they are still far from Jian Wuchen and Ye Qifeng, and if they take 10,000 steps back, even if others can't beat them, can't they escape with Mu Hanyan?

If you want to deal with Mu Hanyan, you have to think of another way.

Holy Soul Illusion, Holy Soul Illusion! The corners of Ao Fangchen's mouth showed a sneer that was not easy to detect.

In the crowd, another old man also showed the same sneer.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Mu Hanyan and the others entered the Holy Soul Illusion Realm.

In front of him, there was a desolate ancient battlefield, and although it had gone through a long time of unknown thousands of years, the sword fragments scattered on the ground still emitted a terrifying cold light.

Judging from the texture and casting process, these swords are all fines that have been tempered for thousands of years, even if they are not artifacts, the difference is never too far, but at this time, only fragments are left, forever sleeping in this forgotten enchantment.

From this, it is not difficult to imagine how tragic the war was.

Walking on the devastated land, Mu Hanyan could even feel the murderous intent and resentment left by those ancient powerhouses. You must know that those strong people have been dead for at least hundreds of thousands of years, and even the remnants of the divine thoughts have disappeared, but the murderous intent and unwilling resentment still exist to this day, and I don't know what kind of fierce place this land was when the war just ended.

And in addition to these murderous intent, Mu Hanyan also felt an extremely gentle and holy, but coercive aura, that aura spread throughout the illusion, and under its shroud, all the murderous intent aura became much softer.

After pondering for a while, Mu Hanyan understood that this breath should be left by the mysterious and powerful woman, and it was precisely because of its existence that those murderous intent and anger were suppressed, and future generations had the opportunity to enter the Holy Soul Illusion Realm to comprehend the sword soul of the strong. Otherwise, under their influence, future generations will not be able to calm down and comprehend any sword soul at all.

Although she guessed that she was the reincarnation of her in this life, it was still difficult for Mu Hanyan to equate herself with her, after all, she was her, she was herself, whether it was soul or body, it was completely different.

"Where are we going?" asked Yue Fanchen, who was beside him.

This ancient battlefield was extremely grand, and the sword souls of those strong people were hidden in different places, and each cultivator could only comprehend one sword soul, so after entering the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, everyone dispersed, and only Yue Fanchen was dragged by Mu Hanyan.

"I'm going to heal you. Mu Hanyan said.

"Heal?" Yue Fanchen looked at Mu Hanyan suspiciously.

In order to find a way for him to restore the foundation of cultivation, the Shangyue royal family tried their best, Yan Zishu also personally diagnosed and treated him because of his friendship with Mu Hanyan, and also invited several other disciples of the divine doctor family to come to Shangyue Capital, but unfortunately, in the end, they were all powerless.

Everyone concluded that his cultivation could only reach the realm of the Great Sword Master at most, and he would never be able to reach the Sword Master, and he had already accepted his fate, and at this time, he suddenly heard Mu Hanyan talk about healing, naturally he was excited and surprised, and at the same time, he was also puzzled.

"I heard that there is a sword soul in this Holy Soul Illusion Realm, and with Yan Ran's Tianlin Divine Healing Technique, it can restore your cultivation foundation. Mu Hanyan said simply, her golden divine blood was too shocking, and Mu Hanyan didn't publicize it everywhere.

"Really?" Yue Fanchen couldn't help but grab Mu Hanyan's arm.

Accept his fate and accept his fate, with his qualifications, of course, he is not willing to stay in the realm of the Great Sword Master forever, and his mood at this time is as excited as a person who has fallen into the water grasping a life-saving straw.

"Of course. Mu Hanyan nodded.

"I'm saved, I'm saved!" received Mu Hanyan's affirmative answer, Yue Fanchen's voice trembled with excitement, his hands also waved, and there were even tears in his eyes.

"By the way, do you know where that sword soul is?" After being excited for a while, Yue Fanchen suddenly calmed down again and asked Mu Hanyan.

Although not every ancient powerhouse has left a sword soul, many of them have just left a killing intent because of too much resentment, but others have left a lot of sword souls, it is said that there are hundreds of them, each of which is hidden in the natural enchantment, and it takes a great chance to find any of them, and it is naturally more difficult to find the one Mu Hanyan said from these hundreds of sword souls.

"I don't know. Mu Hanyan said.

"I don't know what you're talking about, isn't it amusing people?" Yue Fanchen suddenly became like a deflated ball, unable to lift his spirits.

Mu Hanyan was indeed making Yue Fanchen happy, seeing that he was as excited as a swing for a while, and as depressed as a deflated ball, Mu Hanyan was secretly funny.

"I don't know, but don't forget that I still have this. Mu Hanyan said and took out the Heavenly Machine Mirror.

Since she got this Heavenly Machine Mirror, her glazed holy clothes have begun to repair themselves, and the ancient and broken bracelet on her wrist has also repaired itself, of course, Mu Hanyan now knows that it is not a broken bracelet, but a blood shield of the god of the underworld.

Mu Hanyan guessed that the glazed holy clothes, the blood shield of the god of the underworld, and the star-moon battle crown on his head, as well as this celestial machine mirror, were originally a set, and its core was this heavenly machine mirror. Mu Hanyan pondered it carefully, and found that it was extremely sensitive to the laws of heaven and earth, the spiritual power of artifacts, and the sensing of sealing enchantments. It is precisely for this reason that the broken bracelet and wishful magic weapon will take on its original body under its influence and repair itself.

Although the power of the machine mirror has not been fully recovered that day, it is impossible to see the scene thousands of miles away, let alone make people's divine thoughts travel through time and space, but relying on its special sensing ability, it is still far more powerful than Qushan Ling's divine induction, and it was with its help last time that Mu Hanyan successfully found the Beast Soul Pool.

For other cultivators, it was extremely difficult to find a strong sword soul, but Mu Hanyan had the Heavenly Machine Mirror in his hand, but he was not worried at all.