"Boom-"

In the distance, a flash of light flickered, and flames rose and swirled.

Tao Ran Ancestor held a long sword and stepped in the air.

At this time, Tao Ran's ancestor cultivation was already ready to break through, but in order to guard the fire source realm, he chose not to take that step for the time being.

The Fire Source Realm can only allow half-step Heaven Realm to stay, and beyond the half-step Heaven Realm cultivation, it will be repelled by the power of heaven and earth in this world.

The Fire Source Realm is not a big world, but the power of one realm is not something that a mere cultivator who has just entered the Heavenly Realm can resist.

"This Cloud Heaven Realm is not giving up, and there are more strong people who have come recently than before."

Putting away the long sword, Tao Ran Ancestor spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said, "Isn't this exactly what the ancestor intended? ”

Tao Ran's face stiffened, and then he laughed.

"You kid, I can't hide anything from you." Tao Ran's expression flashed with a hint of arrogance, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

"Relying on the Fire Source Realm, I have already fought with the Heavenly Realm."

"These guys are like this, when the ancestor and I step into the heavenly realm, I will abuse them like dogs."

Speaking of this, he grinned: "The next time I see Gao Changgong eating soft rice, I will make his jaw drop in shock." ”

Elder Gao of the Sword Pavilion is said to be mixed well in the Southern Wilderness, and it seems that he still holds a position in the Zhongzhou army.

The ancestors of the Mu family inquired about the news they came back, and Elder Gao endured the humiliation, deceived and gained trust in the Zhongzhou army, and prepared to get out of the clutches of the devil and return to the western frontier.

Han Muye didn't believe this.

"Ancestor, this time the nine factions in the Western Xinjiang have been rearranged, and the Lingdao Sect has set the location of the big competition on the bank of the Jialing River, I don't know what it means?"

Flying back to the Fire Source Realm and landing in the void outside the Fire Source Palace, Han Muye spoke.

The location of the rearrangement of the nine factions was set by the Lingdao Sect, and this location is said to be arranged by the Wanhua Dao people of the Lingdao Sect who are preparing to leave the customs.

The name of the first person in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world is here, and since he has spoken, the location of this big competition naturally cannot be changed.

"The Jialing River is a great river that originates in the northern region, runs through the western frontier and the southern wilderness, and reaches the East China Sea."

Tao Ran's eyes narrowed, and then he said in a deep voice: "Thousands of years ago, the Great Demon of the East China Sea traced back to the source, crossed the Southern Wilderness, and landed from the Jialing River. ”

"This demon clan eventually went to the Northern Regions, and it is said that they lived in the Northern Regions."

"It is rumored that the Spirit Dao Sect still has some trading ties with this demon clan."

Turning his head to look at Han Muye, Tao Ran Ancestor said in a low voice: "My Nine Xuan Sword Sect can rely on this realm to form an alliance with the East China Sea Sword Cultivator, and other families can naturally have foreign aid." ”

Han Muye nodded.

According to what Tao Ran Ancestor and several old men of the sect said, every time the nine factions are rearranged, there will always be more masters in Western Xinjiang who have never seen before.

This time, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect also brought in several young disciples from the Tangshan Sword Sect.

Shao Yousun of the Tangshan Sword Sect is now in the Fire Source Realm, working with Lu Gao and others to conquer cultivators from the other world.

"Hum—"

The trumpet sounded, and the spiritual light rose from the sky.

One by one, the phantoms began to return.

A day later, the younger disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect assembled.

Lu Gao, whose eyes were covered with black veil, was now quite strong, wearing a black battle armor.

At this time, his cultivation was already at the peak of the realm.

But his strength far surpasses that of Tongmai, and even a master of spiritual cultivation can't block his blow.

Turning into a sword, it is a cultivator of the other world of the Jindan Triple, and it can also be killed with one blow.

After two years of tempering, Lu Gao has melted his own spirit sword, which can be turned into a sword, and the human sword is one, and he can strike with all his strength.

It can be said that he has already cultivated the first weight of the sword technique.

Later, it is to continuously improve the power of the sword weapon melted, and then the person and the sword will be promoted to a higher realm.

The combination of the sword man is only the first weight of the sword technique.

Lu Gao has grown rapidly, and the rest of the disciples of the Sword Sect have also made a leap in their cultivation and combat power.

The taciturn He Xuanqi, with two swords in both hands, shot ruthlessly.

Yuanmu Qiuyu swordsmanship has been cultivated by him to another level.

There are also several descendants of the Sword Gate, Song Qi, Qi Thirteen, Su Eighteen and others, compared with two years ago, they can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

At this time, they all have a calm bearing, and the battle intent and sword intent on their bodies are blended.

After fighting in the Fire Source Realm for two years, fighting against cultivators from other realms whose combat strength is not bad at all, wandering on the edge of life and death, as long as they survive, anyone will be reborn.

In the past two years, there have been more than 500 elites in the Nine Xuan Sword Sect who have entered the Fire Source Realm, and only more than 300 have survived.

Since you choose to do sword cultivation, you must be prepared for the sword to break and die.

One by one, the figures quietly gathered, and the battle intent on their bodies slowly converged.

Han Muye's gaze fell on Yang Mingxuan.

There was no one around Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing a black robe.

Even if the evil qi on his body was restrained, it was still blazing.

This place is full of elite Nine Xuan Sword Sect disciples, most of them are terrain, and some of them are already about to touch the Jiedan.

Song Qi and a few of them are all in the late stage of enlightenment.

This kind of cultivation is already comparable to the elders of the sect.

Among these Nine Xuan Sword Sect disciples, Yang Mingxuan's cultivation of the Triple Pulse was not the highest, and he was even ranked behind.

But his combat power and record are definitely at the top.

Lu Gao cultivates the sword technique, people are swords, and when they rush to kill, they have no worries at all.

Yang Mingxuan also cultivated the sword technique, but the grade of the sword weapon he melted could not be compared with Lu Gao, and the degree of smelting was much worse than Lu Gao.

But Yang Mingxuan relied on the tactics of not fearing life and death to kill the Quartet.

Even Lu Gao said that this Yang Mingxuan was crazier than him when he killed him.

In two years, the number of Jindan powerhouses that fell in Yang Mingxuan's hands reached one palm.

Other Enlightenment Pulse masters, when they met him, turned around and ran away.

Those cultivators from the other world all called him the black-clothed killing god.

Regarding Yang Mingxuan's state, Han Muye did not intervene.

Although sword cultivation did not advocate the use of killing to gather combat power, Yang Mingxuan was unexpected.

If Yang Mingxuan wants to emerge at the time of the Nine Factions Competition and fulfill Yang Dingshan's last wish, he must have the determination and means of a mad demon.

As if sensing Han Muye's gaze, Yang Mingxuan raised his head and pulled out a stiff smile on his face.

Han Muye nodded, looked away, and looked at everyone standing below.

"Everyone, you have worked hard to revive my Jiuxuan prestige when the nine factions are rearranged."

"The two-year period has arrived, and it's time to leave."

Han Muye's voice fell, revealing a trace of confusion in everyone's eyes.

Two years, has passed?

Are you going back to Western Xinjiang and Jiuxuan Mountain?

I survived in this secret realm.

A strange emotion spread.

This is an indescribable emotion, with anticipation, depression, a desire to soar, and a determination to fight with a sword.

After two years of penance and continuous killing, it was rearranged for the nine factions!

The sword intent rose with a bang!

Sword light, scatter the flowing clouds!

Han Muye turned his head and nodded towards Tao Ran Ancestor.

Fighting spirit is available.

Glancing at the Fire Source Palace Palace Lord Elder and the others who were bowing in the distance, Han Muye raised his hand, and a spiritual light turned into a pillar of light, enveloping everyone below.

When it reappeared, it was already the old place of the Lieyang Palace.

At this time, the old place of the Lieyang Palace has changed its appearance.

Supported by formations, the originally fiery red and scorched mountains are more verdant.

The ruins of the walls were also cleaned up, and many palaces were built.

Zhehuatang completely changed careers and started business.

Most of the sword weapons in the Fire Source Realm Tang Yunhao would be handed over to the people sent by Kong Chaode to take away, but he could still keep some.

Every year, there are dozens or hundreds of half-spirit weapons, worth two or three million spirit stones.

For the recent Western Xinjiang, there is a shortage of such inexpensive sword weapons.

These millions of spirit stones allowed Tang Yunhao to sit firmly in the position of the hall master of the Folding Flower Hall.

Zhehuatang was also renamed the Remnant Yang Sword Gate, which means to inherit the inheritance of the Lieyang Palace.

Han Muye and the others returned from the teleportation land, and Tang Yunhao came to pay a visit.

Half an hour later, the three flying boats quietly left.

The flying boat did not stop day and night, and after five days, it returned to the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

Those elite disciples cultivated their own cultivation, while Han Muye led Lu Gao and Yang Mingxuan back to the Sword Pavilion.

Liu Hong, Lin Shen and others have not seen Lu Gao for two years, so they naturally set up a big table.

Lu Gao and Liu Hong went to the outer canteen and greeted them constantly along the way.

Lu Gao grinned.

When he walked by, someone whispered curiously: "Senior brother, who is this blind guy, and why is he with Senior Brother Liu Hong?" ”

Hearing this, the young man wearing the green robe of the outer disciple changed his face: "Bastard, don't you know the name of Senior Brother Lu Gao?" Dare to say that Senior Brother Lu is blind? ”

Around, a stern gaze made the new disciple of the outer sect who was questioning his face swollen red and trembled.

"Senior Brother Lu, that is the gatekeeper of the Sword Pavilion, and he is a legend among my Sword Gate miscellaneous servants." A gray-robed handyman disciple held a few buns in his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Lu is guarding the Sword Pavilion, his eyes are stabbed, and he doesn't take half a step back, such loyalty and bravery, all the disciples of the Sword Sect admire."

"Elder Han of the Sword Pavilion, that is a Sword Dao Immortal, a heavenly existence."

"Sixth Brother Huang, benevolence and righteousness are overwhelming."

"Senior Brother Lu, you are loyal and brave."

"And Sect Leader Lin, Senior Brother Liu......"

In the dining hall, there was a sudden heat.

Lu Gao Sword Pavilion fought a bloody battle, the sixth brother Yunchaoling turned into a demon, and Elder Han destroyed the heavenly demon alone......

Although those new disciples had heard these stories, they were still enthusiastic when they listened to them at this time.

"I really want to go to the Sword Pavilion to have a look...... "A new disciple rubbed the steamed bun in front of him vigorously and said in a low voice.

"To the Sword Pavilion?" The outer disciple opposite him laughed: "Okay, become the top hundred of the outer gate, go to the Sword Pavilion to receive the sword, maybe you can still get the guidance of Elder Han and soar into the sky." ”

One hundred in front of the outer door.

In the eyes of those new disciples, there was a flame rising.

With the return of the elite of the Sword Gate, Jiuxuan Mountain, which had been silent, suddenly became lively.

The inner door, the outer door, all kinds of legends, are exciting.

"I heard that no, Senior Brother Tao Shihe of the Thirty-seventh Inner Gate, his cultivation has broken through the realm, and his swordsmanship has divided a trace of sword intent." Some people excitedly rushed to the outer gate to spread the Dharma hall and tell the news they had received.

"How do you know?"

"I worship with Senior Brother Tao's brother under the Mumai Qingteng Zhai, so I naturally know." The face of the person who spoke was full of pride.

This provoked a look of envy.

"Big news, the tenth in the inner door, Yuanmu begged for Senior Brother Yu Hexuan, and was promoted to the heir!"

In a magic building, someone roared wildly.

"Inheritance!"

"How can it be a descendant? Isn't the inner door to be the first to be true? ”

"No, the sect hasn't included the heirloom for three years, and the last one is still Elder Han of the Sword Pavilion, right?"

A discussion rang out in the law building.

The lineage of the sect has indeed been seriously defective recently, but it doesn't mean that it will be supplemented and supplemented, right?

"Really, Senior Brother Yuanmu Qiu Yu Hexuan Qi performed a sword in the inner gate martial arts hall, and defeated three deacon elders of the Sword Gate Qishen with one sword, and Zhang Zhihe, the elder of the Mumai Taishang, personally accepted the apprentices."

The words fell, and there was silence in the law room.

Defeat three Sword Gate Enlightenment Elders with one sword!

Such a character's combat power is certainly qualified to become a descendant!

"My Sword Gate, are you going to prosper......"

After a long time, someone whispered.

On the top of Jiuxuan Mountain, in the hall at this time, one elder after another sits.

Han Muye sat in the seat where he was present at the beginning, but today there was no Tang Chi who was also present.

In the center of the main hall, hundreds of Sword Sect elites stood and waited solemnly.

A moment later, Tuoba Cheng, dressed in a purple robe, and the silver-haired Sect Master Kanazawa walked into the main hall and stepped onto a high seat.

Kanazawa waved his hand, nodded slightly, and stepped forward.

"After two years of sharpening your sword, is your sword sharp enough?"

His voice was cold, revealing the coercion of the Great Monk.

In the main hall, a monstrous pressure was pressed down.

It's just that such a strong force pressed down, but the hundreds of elite disciples didn't move their brows.

One after another, sword light flashed, resisting Tuoba Cheng's coercion.

Is such a sword light enough?

Kanazawa, who sat upright, had a satisfied smile in his eyes.

All around, those Sword Sect elders who were originally expressionless had different expressions.

The elite of the Sword Gate went to the Fire Source Realm to cultivate, and this matter was a secret among the upper echelons of the Sword Gate, and it was not a secret.

Speaking of secrets, this matter was personally presided over by Tuoba Cheng and the two Supreme Elders, and Han Muye of the Sword Pavilion came forward to arrange it, and outsiders didn't know anything.

But these elite disciples, in the final analysis, are all under the disciples of these elders in the main hall, how could they not know where they are going?

The first moment they returned, they had already reported their experiences in the past two years.

Tao Ran Ancestor was in charge, fighting and killing cultivators from the other world in the Fire Source Realm.

In two years, 500 disciples, only more than 300 returned.

These three hundred disciples, without saying a word, can resist the coercion of Tuoba Cheng, the top powerhouse of the Sword Gate!

With this cultivation as combat power, he is already a pillar of the Sword Gate!

Looking at these disciples who were silent and only fought with sword light, the coercion on Tuoba Cheng's body disappeared.

He looked down, his eyes shining brightly.

"Five hundred elites, only you are back."

"You carry their hope on your back."

"I, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, have endured humiliation for thousands of years, and the elders of the Sword Pavilion have broken their swords and fallen from generation to generation, and there is not one in ten sect elders who can die well."

"In order not to attract the jealousy of the great sects in Western Xinjiang, Tao Ran Ancestor has been chasing the sect for decades."

"In order to eliminate the oppression of the three sects in the Western Frontier, Elder Gao Changgong of the Sword Pavilion destroyed the sword of the divine soul."

"In front of Jiuxuan Mountain," there was a trace of fiery depression in Tuoba Cheng's voice: "Sect Master Jinze shattered his own golden pill. ”

Looking at the elite disciples below, Tuoba Cheng said word by word: "Do you remember these?" ”

Remember?

How can you not remember!

The elite in the sect, who does not witness the rise of the sect?

These descendants who share the honor and disgrace of the sect, the true legend, which one has not participated in several major battles related to the life and death of the sect?

The bell rang again and again on Jiuxuan Mountain.

The short and sad bell was the last bright light of the lives of a Sword Sect disciple.

The sword is broken, and the soul returns.

The Nine Xuan Sword Gate is here, the Sword Pavilion is here, and their heroic spirits have a home!

A vast aura rose from the hall.

This is the will to fight.

As a sword cultivator, how can he not have the will to fight?

This vigorous battle intent, mighty and fierce, seems to be about to crash through the hall above his head and tear open the sky.

Seeing such a scene, all the elders sitting in the hall smiled and nodded.

Sword cultivation should have blood.

Tuoba Cheng's gaze swept over, and he said with his hands behind his back: "The spiritual land of the sect has been open for seven days, and the pills that have been promoted to the cultivation of the Dantang can be collected as needed. ”

"Seven days later, ninety-five of you will be selected to participate in this nine-faction rearrangement competition."

Pick only ninety-five?

Many disciples looked up, their eyes flashing with astonishment.

In the battle in the fire source realm, everyone knows whose cultivation is and what their combat power is.

If only ninety-five are chosen, then six adults in this hall will be eliminated.

After two years of hardship, fighting to the death, he couldn't even participate in the big competition of the rearrangement of the nine factions?

"The nine factions rearrange the big competition, and one faction only has a hundred disciples." Sect Master Kanazawa, who was sitting at the top, suddenly spoke.

I see.

This Dabi actually has such a rule.

Many people showed regret on their faces.

"Don't think that you missed the opportunity not to have the opportunity to participate in the Nine Factions Rearrangement Competition." Tuoba Cheng looked down and said coldly: "This is to save your lives." ”

His words fell, and an old man in a green robe sitting next to him stood up.

This person is known to Han Muye, and Xu Linjin, the elder of the Battle Sword Hall.

"In the past two years that you have been cultivating in the secret place, my War Sword Hall has spent a lot of money to find out the news of other sects."

Xu Linjin had a solemn look on his face.

"More than three hundred and twenty disciples and secret agents of the Battle Sword Hall have lost their lives for this, and my Sword Sect cannot correct their name."

Taking a deep breath, Xu Linjin slowly unfolded a scroll of paper in his hand.

"The first descendant of the Taiyi Sword Sect, Feng Yuange, his swordsmanship has condensed half a step of sword momentum, spiritual energy cultivation, and enlightenment eightfold."

Half-step sword pose!

Enlightenment Eightfold Cultivation For!

In the main hall, the atmosphere sank.

This kind of combat power can fight more than five Jindan!

Among the disciples in the main hall, who dares to say that they have such combat power?

The faces of those who were standing in front of them turned solemn.

"In order to find out Feng Yuange's combat power, one of the Nine Elders of the Enlightenment God of my Battle Sword Hall has fallen, and the three of them have passed on the news and secretly lost contact."

His gaze swept over the hall, and Xu Linjin looked down at the paper scroll in his hand.

"The seven sons of the Lingdao Sect, the dust edge Xiaoming is from the dark end, and each of us has tried it."

"Loss," there was a hint of trilling in Xu Linjin's voice: "Thirty-two disciples have fallen." ”

"Lu Qingchen, the magic power is good at earth veins, the art of turning dust, his skills are superb, cultivation, Jindan."

"Lu Qingyuan, the wood technique is extremely strong, and he once attacked and killed nine disciples of my Sword Sect with the technique of layering forests."

"Lu Qingxiao, the fire system is refined, and the half-step golden pill is half-step."

……

The seven sons of the Lingdao Sect, everyone is like a dragon, and the seven of them joined forces to strangle the three hidden demon cultivators.

Duan Yihong of the Infernal Dao Sect, carrying Wanjun Cangshan on his back, fought against the mountains of Wanjun, traveled three thousand miles retrograde, and killed the demon clan Jindan overhaul that had entered the western frontier.

Feng Lingdao Sect Du Feng, a sword turned into wind, rampant for thousands of miles, killing thirty-two realm evil cultivators, going back and forth that day.

Cai Peng, the white devil, refined two cities and slaughtered three sects in one day and night.

Wanyue, the young sect master of the Yuehua Sword Sect, swordsmanship to the realm of the bright moon in the sky, a sword out, fragrant and swaying, heaven and earth are the same.

……

The young generation of the great sects in Western Xinjiang, the information on the cultivation of combat power, are all on this piece of paper in Xu Linjin's hands.

This piece of paper was exchanged for the blood of hundreds of elders and disciples in the Sword Battle Hall.

In order to let these young elites in today's hall have a bottom in their hearts.

In order to occupy a glimmer of life in the competition of the rearrangement of the nine factions.

For the sake of the countless years of hard work of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, it cannot be paid in vain.

Xu Linjin spent half an hour telling the message on the scroll.

All the disciples and elders exited the main hall in silence.

The previous fighting spirit was suppressed and slowly brewed.

Han Muye stayed.

It was Tuoba Cheng who made him stay.

"This time, my Nine Xuan Sword Sect must win the first place in the Nine Sects Competition."

In the empty hall, Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.

First.

Han Muye raised his head.

The white-haired Sect Master Kanazawa stood up and said softly, "The Spirit Dao Sect uses a sword as the reward for being the number one of the nine sects. ”

Looking at Han Muye, a trace of irrepressible emotion flashed in Jin Ze's eyes: "That is the sword that Elder Zhu Shen, who cultivated the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion back then, fused with his body. ”

Han Muye got up slowly, his eyes narrowed.