Lingdao Sect Zhou Chenggang.

Elder Jin Dan of the Inner Gate of the Spirit Dao Sect is strong in battle, and he is above the cloud head at this time.

Hearing that person's words, Zhou Chenggang snorted coldly and said coldly: "Zhou has practiced for five hundred years and killed countless people, how can he remember such a trivial matter." ”

I don't remember.

Bagatelle.

It's a trivial thing like the Confucian wife, right?

On Jiangxin Island, those sect elites all bowed their heads.

On the bank of the river, some people looked up at the sky, and some people turned their heads.

Sure enough, in the eyes of the great sects and great cultivators, the lives of ordinary cultivators are not much more valuable than ants......

Standing at the head of the clouds is a man from heaven.

The green-robed Taoist standing on the bank of the river flashed with pain on his face, and then laughed.

"Okay, it's a small thing, it's really a small thing......"

"Didn't I, Jiang Qi, also regard this matter as a trivial matter, and keep telling myself, don't think, don't think, don't think about it......"

"If you want to live well, don't think about it."

"Lingdao Sect, you can't afford to provoke it, if you provoke it, you won't be able to live."

The face of the Qingpao Daoist was full of desolation, he turned his head to look around, and then raised his head: "If this matter is mentioned today, I'm afraid that Jiang Qi won't be able to live, right?" ”

"Han Qixian said that cultivation is for himself, and he also said that cultivation is for himself to have the power to draw a sword when he encounters evil."

"Han Qixian, you tell me, you let me Jiang Qi die, how can I see Zhou Chenggang die in front of me?"

Watching Zhou Chenggang die?

Lingdao Sect Jindan overhaul, Western Xinjiang, who can let him die?

Who can answer this question?

If Han Muye opened his mouth, would he have to confront the Spirit Dao Sect?

Between heaven and earth, there was silence again.

One by one, one by one, the eyes were cast on the figure sitting on the bluestone.

There is no aura permeating, no sword aura rushing into the sky.

The figure sitting on the bluestone seems to be mortal.

Han Muye raised his head with an indifferent expression on his face.

He looked in the direction of the river bank and said lightly: "Ask me a question, you need to pay the spirit stone." ”

Fu Lingshi, and then answer!

Han Muye wants to answer!

Above the clouds, the ancestor of the Mu family frowned and looked at Tuoba Cheng: "Tuoba Daoist, this matter ...... it."

The others on the cloud head also turned their heads to look at Tuoba Cheng.

At this time, the only thing that can stop Han Muye is probably only Tuoba, right?

In front of the Spirit Dao Sect, there was a slight flash of spiritual light in the eyes of Wanhua real people.

Tuoba Cheng looked at Han Muye below, and his expression did not change in the slightest: "I also want to hear what this kid has to say." ”

Want to hear ......

On the clouds, the corners of many people's mouths twitched.

Is there such a pit for the disciples of his own sect?

As long as Han Muye speaks, today, I'm afraid he won't be able to end!

On the bank of the river, Jiang Qi laughed.

"Han Qixian is Han Qixian in the end."

"Today, my Jiang Qi's life and death are gone, I just hope that in the future, Han Qixian can tell me the answer."

After speaking, Jiang Qi flew up.

"Practice, isn't this how you live!"

"Zhou Chenggang, Jiang Qi is here to ask for a good time today!"

The person was in mid-air, and Jiang Qi's figure flew slower and slower.

Forbidden Sky Formation, who can rush from the bank of the river to the head of the clouds?

At this moment, Jiang Qi made a move, and it was not Zhou Chenggang who challenged it, it was the Spirit Dao Sect, the rules established by the Spirit Dao Sect, and the Spirit Dao Sect and the clouds, the countless golden pills overhauled!

A mere realm enlightening god wants to challenge most of the strong people in Western Xinjiang!

On Jiang Qi's body, the aura was burning.

He gritted his teeth, and the qi and blood on his body seemed to be ignited, as if he wanted to use all his strength just to rush to the clouds.

But against the sky, Jiang Qi's figure gradually froze.

He will never be able to rush forward.

"The Law of the Middle State."

"Western Xinjiang Rules."

"It's so similar."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

He slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on the sky in the distance.

"You have to watch that Confucian cut off his fingers and gouge out his eyes, and your hearts will shake."

"You have to sit back and watch Jiang Qi fall in front of you, and you will be resentful."

"Hehe, where's your sword?"

"This kind of cultivation is useless for thousands of years."

When the words fell, Han Muye flew up!

Fly and take to the skies!

"Jiang Qi, you ask me how to make Zhou Chenggang die in front of you."

"This question, it's free."

At Han Muye's feet, there was a white feather.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword.

"Zhou Chenggang, come down and die!"

Come down and die!

Sonic boom!

"Cangchang—"

Sword, unsheathed!

Here's the answer!

What about drawing a sword for someone unrelated?

Sword cultivation, sword in hand, when to draw the sword, all look at the heart of the happy.

Today, if the sword is not drawn, how can it run amok?

On Jiangxin Island, everyone looked up.

Watching Han Muye draw his sword and soar into the sky.

Among tens of thousands of people, the one who draws his sword to the sky is the only one!

Above the clouds, there are countless golden pills, one person draws his sword, and he dies without regrets!

At this moment, what everyone saw was a real sword immortal.

Immortals, when you are free!

"Hmph, hubris."

Wanhua Zhenren snorted coldly, raised his hand, and pointed down.

"Hum—"

This finger, like a pillar of heaven, fell from the sky and smashed into the top of Han Muye's head.

Endless coercion, bringing up the wind and thousands of jun!

"Wanhua Daoist, take action at the disciple, this is a bad rule, right?" At this moment, Tuoba Cheng shouted, and the phantom of the white tiger behind him condensed.

The white tiger roared and slammed into the sky.

"Bang-"

The white tiger shattered, and that finger grazed Han Muye's body and smashed down on the Jialing River.

The waves are rolling, setting off a thousand waves.

The water flooded Jiangxin Island, and the water vapor surged, and it was vast, so that those disciples on the island had to fly up.

Now that you're up, why don't you draw your sword?

Below, a sword light rose.

Then, the second course.

The third course.

The fourth course.

Countless ways!

The water waves cover the sky, and I don't know where the sword light comes from.

The water vapor was filled, and the sword intent penetrated the sword light and crashed towards the sky.

Han Muye let out a long laugh and threw the Cloud Dragon Sword in his hand.

The long sword merged with the countless sword intent sword qi below, turning into a three-thousand-zhang giant sword.

Han Muye's smile was even stronger.

From those congenial sword intents, he felt the vigor of the Infernal Dao Sect, the lightness of the Yuehua Sword Sect, the blazing heat of the Fire Spirit Dao Sect, and the ethereal ......

The general trend of Western Xinjiang is all in this sword!

The long sword roared, slashing down at the cloud!

Wanhua Zhenren had a cold face, shouted in a low voice, and raised his hand to wave, but his complexion changed drastically!

The power of the great array that could easily crush this sword was not reacted at this time.

What about the power of the great array that gathers most of the strongest people in Western Xinjiang?

More than a thousand golden pills were overhauled, and the half-step Heavenly Realm, and even the large array formed by the convergence of the power of several Heavenly Realms were not under his control!

Wanhua Zhenren turned around and saw a silence!

Some people bow their heads, some people lower their eyes, and some people sneer.

Above the clouds, ninety percent of the cultivators did not lend their strength to the Great Array!

Relying on the power of that golden pill alone, it couldn't stop the sword light gathered by the power of tens of thousands of sect elites below!

What's more, Han Muye's envoy is still a magic weapon sword.

Unstoppable!

The real human figure of Wanhua moved, flashed away, and left.

Walk firmly.

Walking left the surroundings at a loss.

The departure made the spiritual Dao Sect Jin Dan overhaul named Zhou Chenggang look stunned.

The No. 1 master in Western Xinjiang, escaped?

The Great Elder, who has always relied on his family, left himself behind and fled?

Sword light, lowered.

"Boom-"

The head of the cloud was split in half.

The figure of Zhou Chenggang, the elder of the Spirit Dao Sect who was standing in place, exploded with the clouds.

With one sword, kill the Elder Jindan of the Spirit Dao Sect!

The clouds roll and are difficult to gather.

Between heaven and earth, only the long sword was cut down, and the roar of the gang qi was raised.

Han Muye held the sword in his hand, his figure hung in the void, and he bowed his head and said, "Jiang Qi, are you satisfied with this answer?" ”

Hearing his words, Jiang Qi, who was fixed in the same place, looked up to the sky and smiled, his face full of tears.

"Satisfied, satisfied...... Haha, for more than 300 years, I have not been able to have such a happy day in Jiangqi. ”

"This kind of cultivation is the pleasure."

Jiang Qi bowed deeply towards Han Muye, and then shouted: "Today's matter, Jiang Qi thanks Han Qixian for his righteous action." ”

"If Jiang Qi is immortal, Han Qixian will drive it at will."

"Why die?" Han Muye turned his head and looked at the cloud head that was cut in two: "Is the Spirit Dao Sect going to kill you?" ”

"I killed people, and this revenge should also be counted on me."

The sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed, and his hands were behind his back, and it slowly fell.

"If anyone comes to me for revenge, I will kill him."

"If no one dares to seek revenge against me, I will be happy."

"How fast is this kind of practice?"

How fast!

Looking at Han Muye, who was in the air and his body was falling step by step, countless people had envy in their eyes.

The first person in Western Xinjiang drew a sword and killed in front of him.

Sword cultivation sword in hand, heaven and earth can fight.

This is the practice.

Until Han Muye landed on the bluestone where the tide fell and the water vapor steamed, the sky did not react at all.

Whether it was the Spirit Dao Sect or those Jin Dan of the various sects, they did not make a sound, nor did they make a move.

Han Muye shook his head, put away his long sword, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of array fell in front of him, and then the aura rose, isolating the exploration of outsiders.

In the sky, Jiang Qi also landed on the bank of the river, and then strode away.

No one stopped it.

Who would dare?

Han Muye, who was in the light curtain of the formation, watched Jiang Qi leave, with a smile on his face.

After today, the prestige of the Spirit Dao Sect in the Western Xinjiang is gone!

In the cultivation world, it takes thousands of years to gather power, but to collapse, it only takes a sword!

If Wanhua Zhenren had made a hard move just now and suppressed him Han Muye with his absolute strength, then the Spirit Dao Sect would still be the Spirit Dao Sect, the largest sect in Western Xinjiang.

It's a pity that Wanhua Zhenren didn't dare.

He retreated in front of the sword light that gathered countless sword intent and sword qi, and let the sword light kill his own sect elder.

Today, not only did the prestige of the Spirit Dao Sect collapse, but the prestige of the Wanhua True Person was also cut off with a sword.

In the future, in the western frontier, ten thousand sects will compete, and they will no longer be suppressed by anyone!

Han Muye turned his head and saw that on the entire Jiangxin Island, countless people were revealing their fighting intent.

I believe that today's sword against the sky will take root and sprout in the hearts of these sect elites.

One day, everyone will dare to draw their swords!

"Hey, it's a pity, I really want to feel the power of the Seven Stars Sun."

"Speaking of which, the last time Yuan Tian Jianzun performed this trick was 10,000 years ago."

The muttering of the people of the Great Rock Road came.

Seven Stars Sun!

The power of the seven sword pills is aggregated, and the combat power is multiplied, which can reverse the Heavenly Realm.

When Han Muye obtained the Yuchen Sword Pill, the seven Sword Pills in his hand would be able to arrange this extremely lethal Seven Star Yao Sun Sword Array.

Hearing the words of the Daoist of Dayan, Zhao Yunlong echoed: "It's really a pity that I can't see Brother Dao to show his style." ”

"Anyway, what is the story between Brother Dao and that Yuchen Sword Pill, the moonlight is just right tonight, why don't Brother Dao come and hear it?"

……

After a night of practice, the sky brightened and purple qi came from the east.

On Jiangxin Island, some people howled.

Then, one after another, figures flashed, or the sword tread the waves, or the black armor big fish walked away.

No one surrounded the Spirit Dao Sect, and no one waited for the Nine Xuan Sword Sect.

As Han Muye said, if you live for yourself, why bother to look at other people's faces?

Han Muye put away the array plate, let out a long laugh, and a long jade-colored feather appeared under his feet, and he flew and landed on the surface of the river.

Before he could move, Gu Yuanlong had already stepped out, rushed ahead of him, and rushed to the sky.

For a time, tens of thousands of elites of various sects did not give in, and the sword light aura reflected the river into a brilliant light.

The clouds in the sky didn't know when they merged into one, and on both sides of the riverbank, everyone's eyes showed strange looks.

These sect elites have achieved nirvana overnight, and they have a different demeanor!

If you go against the current, and then encounter hardships and dangers, you don't need anyone to organize it at all, and someone will naturally take action.

There is a water area that is narrower than Luoyan Gorge, and hundreds of sword cultivators directly attacked, and a few swords smashed the mountain wall on the river bank.

In the shallows, there are those who raise their hands and drag the 100,000-pound black turtle forward, and there are also those who directly grab the black turtle and run rampant for hundreds of miles against the forbidden air formation.

encountered a hundred zhang waterfall, and thousands of earth vein elites joined forces to crush the waterfall.

For more than ten days, countless elites on the river showed dazzling brilliance.

Some of the leading figures created by the various sects at the beginning are still shining, and some have long been replaced by people with outstanding combat ability.

Hu Wusheng, the sword-chasing faction who broke the waves on the river and invited him to fight, was unknown before, but he was rampant on the river, picking eighteen sword cultivators in a row, and was known as the dragon who crossed the river.

One punch shattered half of the mountain peaks, and the remnants of the river were cut off for three breaths, and they were only considered to be low-ranking existences in the Wood Spirit Dao before.

Of course, even if Han Muye never made a move again, no one would forget that he smashed Yuntai with one sword and killed the Jindan overhaul of the Spirit Dao Sect with one sword.

In Han Muye's hand, there was a magic weapon long sword.

The flying white feather is a magic weapon, and the murderous long sword is also a magic weapon.

In the Western Xinjiang cultivation world, who can be like this Han Qi Immortal, one person and two magic weapons?

It's really worthy of the name of the immortal!

……

The sunset sits and talks, and the sunrise chases the waves retrograde.

On both sides of the river, at night, they relied on those major repairs to spread the quotations of the elites of the sect, and during the day, they watched the battle of the powerhouses of the sect on the river.

On the clouds, the atmosphere became more and more eerie.

When the Lingdao Sect Wanhua real person was not there, everyone was talking and laughing.

As soon as Wanhua Zhenren came, there was no sound for a while.

On the river, Han Muye's imperial envoy Bai Yu walked, but he held a piece of jade slip in his hand.

This is a flying bird delivered to him, which was given to him by Jin Jialin.

According to the jade slip, a branch of the black turtle demon clan once traced its origins, passed through the Great Snow Mountain, and went to the northern region.

Originally, this Spirit Armor Demon Clan was preparing to breed in the Northern Regions.

It's just that the northern region is bitterly cold, and this branch is expanding slowly.

But a few years ago, the Sword King of the Great Snow Mountain in the Northern Regions drew his sword and split the mountain to suppress this Spirit Armor Demon Clan.

This demon clan, known as the Snow Demon in the Northern Regions, asked for help from the Black Armor Demon Clan.

This is the time when the Black Armor Demon Clan traces its origin and forms an alliance with the Western Xinjiang Spirit Dao Sect.

The jade slip also mentioned that there are still strong people in the black armor demon clan who have traced their origins and fought with Qingtong in the southern wilderness waters, although most of them were blocked back, but a few quietly went north.

As for the Shenglong Terrace, it was Yuan Tianjianzun who suppressed the powerful Giant Stone Daoist outside the region.

That great cultivator relied on burning the soul and blood of the disciples of the sect, and used the supreme treasure as a barrier, entrenched in the ground.

Yuan Tian Jianzun took the thirteen Dinghai pillars in the East China Sea to suppress the water potential.

For this matter, Yuan Tian Jianzun used the True Dragon Dragon Ball that he had killed at the beginning to exchange the Dinghai Pillar for the Jiaolong clan in the East China Sea, so that the Jiaolong clan knew that there were relics of the fall of the true dragon in the western Xinjiang.

Qingtong is to find opportunities, so it can be traced back to the source.

The jade slip also mentions the transaction between the Spirit Armor Demon Clan and the Wanhua Zhenren.

Wanhua Zhenren exchanged Qingze Lake and Shenglong under the stage, and the black armored fish demon handed him various treasures, as well as two top-grade spirit stones.

Seeing the information of the best spirit stone, Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

When the Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm was killed, his carry-on space was also smashed, and many of the treasures turned into nothingness, but there was no existence of the best spirit stones.

Is that not yet delivered, or has it already been handed over to Wanhua Zhenren?

Wanhua Zhenren has always had to use three top-grade spirit stones to open the spatial passage to the outside of the Tianxuan World.

If the space channel is opened, it will inevitably attract masters from outside the realm.

This matter needs to be stopped.

The messages on the jade slips are all secret.

It seems that in order to repay Han Muye, the Jiaolong clan has indeed made a heavy hand.

Putting away the jade slip, Han Muye's gaze fell on the front.

There, snow-capped mountains, towering into the sky.

At the junction of the western frontier and the northern region, the snow-capped mountains are in front of you.

Above the river, the sound of long whistles came and went.

The sword light and spiritual light are blazing, like the blazing sun.

In the past ten days, I don't know how many sect elites have broken through the bottleneck.

Even on the riverbank, there are many people who have cultivated and been promoted, and their mood has improved.

Walking 100,000 miles, talking about 100,000 miles, such a harvest is rare in a hundred years.

Today, it's time for feathering and metamorphosis.

In front of the Shenglong platform today, it must be a dragon fight, and all means are gathered.

There was a hint of hesitation on Han Muye's face.

"Boom-"

Ahead, under the snow-capped mountains, golden dragon-patterned columns appeared.

Thirteen columns were in the center, surrounded by nearly a hundred stone pillars with pale cyan aura.

The cylinder is high and one zhang square.

To compete for the nine factions, you need to occupy thirteen golden dragon pillars first.

Guarding the dragon pillar, the first to raise the dragon pillar to the sky is the first sect in Western Xinjiang.

In the sky, a long sword hung silently.

The sword of Zhu Shen, the elder of the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a deep cold glow.

Everyone flew up and stood under the snow-capped mountains, quietly looking at those dragon pillars.

100,000 miles back to the source, just for the present.

In the sky, on the clouds, those Jindan overhauls were full of anticipation.

Shangyang Demon Sect Sect Leader Li Mubai turned his head to look at Wanhua Zhenren.

Wanhua Zhenren chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Sect Master Li, rest assured, the treasures that have been suppressed under the Shenglong Platform are endless, as long as the Shenglong Platform Dragon Pillar is raised, we can get it without much effort." ”

"Rest assured, naturally rest assured." Li Mubai's face was calm, and he whispered in his mouth.

Below, Lingdao Sect Lu Qingchen turned his head to look at Han Muye, who was coming unhurriedly, sneered, and flew forward.

Behind him, those disciples of the Spirit Dao Sect were also full of spiritual energy intertwined and went up to the dragon pillar.

"Boom-"

A sword light flew out and slashed in front of Lu Qingchen, blocking him.

Lin Shen held the big sword and stood there.

On his side, Lu Gao, Gu Yuanlong, He Xuanqi, and the disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect held the hilt of the sword.

"Senior Brother Han, please take the stage."

Lin Shen shouted.

"Senior Brother Han, please take the stage."

The disciples of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect shouted in unison.

"Senior Brother Han, please come on stage!"

Suddenly, countless voices rang out, causing the expressions of everyone in the Spirit Dao Sect to change.

Above the clouds, those Jindan overhauls looked at Tuoba Cheng.

"Senior Brother Han, please come on stage!"

Under the snowy mountain, those sect elites all turned their heads and looked at Han Muye, who was slowly coming.

In the distance, countless cultivators clenched their fists and watched this scene with excited expressions.

Asking Han Qixian of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect to be the first to ascend to the Dragon Rising Platform, this is the common choice of countless sect elites.

The first to take the stage, the first to rise to the heights, is the first sect in Western Xinjiang.

At this moment, the first sect in Western Xinjiang has not been decided, but it has been decided in everyone's hearts!

Everyone's expectation!

The hesitation in Han Muye's eyes all dissipated, he let out a long laugh, and flew to step on the golden dragon pillar in the middle.

He turned his head to look at the countless blazing eyes behind him, and shouted loudly: "The nine factions in the Western Xinjiang are rearranged, and the winner will be decided on the Shenglong Platform." ”

"Han Muye is here to teach."

"Who's going to fight!"

The Thang Long Terrace rises and releases the strong man who was suppressed back then?

Then let him out!

Yuan Tianjianzun was able to suppress it back then, and today I, Han Muye, can also suppress it!

Standing on the Shenglong platform, a rushing battle intent rose on Han Muye's body, scattering the clouds in the sky!

Come.

War!

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Come.

War!!!!!!