Golden Immortal, Nightlight!

The top powerhouse in the Yunteng Wasteland, a rare lone wanderer.

When he had not yet achieved the Golden Immortal, he fought alone in the Bitter Immortal Domain to kill a Heavenly Immortal Great Demon, attracting countless demon clans in the Bitter Immortal Domain to chase and kill.

At that time, the strong people of all sides of the human race extended an olive branch to Yeming, as long as he took refuge, he could get help.

There are even forces that promise that as long as Yeming takes refuge, he will immediately be the identity of a powerful elder.

But Yeming refused.

He fled in the Bitter Immortal Domain for 10,000 years, was chased and killed by the three great demon kings, and in the final battle, he broke through the realm of the golden immortals, and fought with the three demon kings and lost both.

After that, the Luminous Golden Immortal came to the Yunteng Wasteland and stayed all the time.

No one knows what he's doing in the wasteland.

"Wait for me?" Ye Ming, who had a thin face, slowly withdrew his hand, and his gaze fell on Han Muye's face.

"Little one, do you know the gap between you and the Golden Immortal?"

Looking at Han Muye's calm face, he shook his head and said, "You don't know. ”

"Where is the awe of today's young people?"

His expression seemed to be distressed, as if he was looking at an excellent junior when he made a mistake and stepped on the wrong step.

The golden fire that lowered his head and devoured meat raised his head and looked at the Yeming Golden Immortal, and then turned his head to look at Han Muye with some doubts.

Its wings fluttered and rushed to Han Muye.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, he just looked at the table in front of him that was pecked by the golden fire, and said softly: "Just like your predecessor when you were in the Bitter Immortal Domain?" ”

When Chinese New Year's Eve Ming became famous in the Bitter Immortal Domain.

But at that time, he was also fearless of the strong.

Ye Ming laughed and waved his hand.

Above the entire pavilion, the light and shadow change, turning into a verdant forest.

Space shifts!

This is a means that only the Golden Immortal powerhouse can have, directly moving an immortal space to his own cave sky, and he can also move this space to the void.

Only the Golden Immortal powerhouse who has his own side of the world can be recognized by the power of the immortal world and be able to control the void like this.

Even if it is the peak of the heavenly immortals, the realm of the void, it is impossible to move the space in the immortal realm.

This kind of method of directly pulling the other party to his own cave or banishing him to the void is extremely terrifying.

"How about it, the deity's cave heaven, you can be a sword immortal guarding here."

Looking at Han Muye, Ye Ming's gaze turned to the little firebird standing on his shoulder: "You can also stay here, here-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the little firebird fluttered its wings and chirped.

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Senior, it doesn't want to, it said, there is no meat here." ”

Yeming Jin Xian grinned, glared at Jin Huo, and a cyan streamer on his body turned into a rope, wrapping Jin Huo's body.

"The deity can roast you, see if your meat is fragrant."

The golden fire, bound by the rope, whispered, as if it did not dare to resist.

A smile just appeared on Yeming Jinxian's face, but he heard Han Muye's voice sound again: "It means that although you bake it, if you don't roast it, you will be a grandson." ”

Jin Huo suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

The smile on Yeming Jinxian's face froze.

He raised his hand, and a golden flame rose.

"Back then, I refined a flame bird in the Bitter Immortal Domain, although it was not a Flood Desolation Divine Beast, it could be regarded as a rare bird of the Fire Family."

"Do you want this fire?"

Yeming Jin Immortal's gaze was not staring at Jin Huo, but at Han Muye: "I can kill him first, and then you decide." ”

"Deceived Kangxi"

As the words fell, the golden flames swirled and crashed towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's figure was about to fly back, but he suddenly stopped.

This is the cave of the Golden Immortal, and here, he doesn't even have the strength to escape.

Seeing the flames coming, Han Muye took a breath and raised his fingers.

A sword light appeared.

"When—"

The sword light slammed into the flames, and there was a crisp sound.

The flame turned into a long, blue-gray feather.

In Han Muye's hand, a clear long sword appeared.

"To be able to block the flame of the deity with a sword, you do have the capital to be proud."

Looking at Han Muye, a halo flashed in the eyes of the Luminous Sword Immortal.

He raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, five long blue-gray feathers flashed.

The golden flames enveloped the long feather and turned it into a tornado.

The flame was blazing, directly igniting the surrounding space, turning the surroundings into a sea of fire.

"Chirp—"

The golden fire let out a long roar, and the bound wings spread out directly, churning in the sea of fire.

Looking at its appearance, the greed in the eyes of the Luminous Golden Immortal was even stronger.

"Little one, just follow me......"

He opened his palm and let go of the tornado.

The tornado crashed into Han Muye, falling from the head and holding him down.

Han Muye waved the long sword in his hand, but he could only break the tornado, but he couldn't make the tornado dissipate.

The power of the Golden Immortal is not something he can resist.

This kind of suppression comes from the soul and the body.

However, Han Muye could feel that Yeming had not really used the power of the Golden Immortal, nor did he have killing intent.

Jin Huo also seemed to find that Han Muye was suppressed, his wings fluttered, and he wanted to fly over.

It's just that it was also pressed by the Luminous Golden Immortal, and there was nothing it could do.

In the fire tornado, Han Muye's eyes flashed.

Do your best, and then fight with the Luminous Golden Immortal with all your might?

It's useless.

Even if he exposed his secrets, used two Yuan Shen swords, and the power of two divine beasts, he could not be the opponent of Jin Xian.

This is the chasm on the level of power.

Surrender willingly?

Han Muye's eyes were bright.

Yeming Jin Xian has no killing intent, it doesn't mean that he won't kill him.

It is impossible to really tie your hands and put your life in the hands of others.

Fortunately, he has never been without a backhand.

Raising his hand, a golden token appeared in his palm.

The golden light on the token moved, turning into a golden courtyard.

Above the courtyard, the golden light is intertwined into a fairy pattern, the fairy pattern is dark, but people can't look at it directly, and each fairy pattern seems to be alive, constantly wandering.

Behind the gate, there is a continuous illusory palace.

"Slash the Temple!" Yeming Jinxian's face changed, and his body retreated sharply.

But at this moment, in the middle of the courtyard, a long sword flew out.

The blue and black long sword is simple and unpretentious, but the magnificent power revealed in the sword light makes people completely unable to control their own qi, blood and soul.

With just a flash of sword light, it broke through the fire tornado that suppressed Han Muye.

When it reappeared, it was already behind the Luminous Golden Immortal.

"Thorn-"

The long sword tore through the robe of the Yeming Golden Immortal, and flew out of the oily skin on his back.

A white-haired Taoist in a green robe stepped out of the courtyard, raised his hand to hold the long sword that flew back, and then his gaze fell on the Luminous Golden Immortal.

"Golden Boy?"

"Are you going against my Xuanling Sword Sect?"

"It's okay, the sword of the poor road is already desperate for blood."

Having said this, the Taoist turned his head to look at Han Muye, and then turned his gaze to the golden fire.

Jin Huo seemed to be very afraid, and hurriedly flapped his wings and landed on Han Muye's shoulder, shrinking his head and face behind him.

"Han Muye has met Uncle Shu Ming, and according to the agreement with Uncle Shu, I have brought the Golden Immortal powerhouse."

Han Muye arched his hand towards the Taoist and spoke loudly.

Attract the Golden Immortal Powerhouse.

This Shu Ming Daoist is the one who accepted Han Muye into the beheading temple in the first place.

The most secret hall of the Xuanling Sword Sect, only the elites of the three halls have the opportunity to join.

Slash the Temple.

This is a hall of inheritance that even the Xuanling Sword Sect itself does not know, and it represents the strongest power of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Just like this, this Shu Ming Taoist in front of him.

The task he gave Han Muye was to introduce a golden immortal into the game.

The original words: "Boy, when you encounter a strong person who can't deal with it, summon me to go, but it has to be a golden immortal, right?" ”

Looking at the Taoist in front of him, Ye Ming's aura changed, and he finally shook his head.

"Xuanling Sword Sect Shu Ming Jin Xian, senior, you want to teach me Ye Ming, come directly, why bother Han Xiaoyou?" He smiled bitterly and spoke softly.

It was only before he spoke, his body had already moved, and the halo around his body exploded, and a void wave crashed towards Han Muye and Shu Ming Daoren.

"Boom-"

The void shook, and the entire Ten Thousand Miles Cave Heaven roared.

This is the power of heaven and earth that you possess as the master of the cave.

He used the power of heaven and earth to move the other person out.

But Shu Mingdao people seem to grow there, and they don't move at all.

In someone else's cave, don't go.

A trace of surprise flashed on the face of the Yeming Golden Immortal, and his expression also turned solemn.

"Senior, do you really want to fight?"

On his body, the cyan immortal light gathered and condensed into a three-foot bronze mace.

This bronze mace is densely covered with blue fairy patterns, and there are various dark patterns on all sides, which shows the faces of divine beasts and strange beasts.

Shu Ming Jin Xian nodded, and the sword in his hand was raised, pointing at Ye Ming Jin Xian.

"You know the rules of my temple beheading, you always have to support your juniors and show your means."

Every elite who is qualified to be introduced into the Temple of Slashing is proud.

Empty white fangs say how strong the Slashing Temple is, which is not attractive to these elites.

Only by directly showing the means can he be convinced and have a sense of belonging to the Slashing Temple.

Is there anything more direct than crushing a Golden Immortal powerhouse with this kind of surrender?

"So, I'm the one who was shown the means?" A proud appearance appeared on the face of the luminous golden immortal, and the bronze mace was directly waved.

"I want to save face, okay?"

As his words fell, the sword in Shu Ming Jin Xian's hand had already cut through the space in front of him, piercing Ye Ming's chest.

In addition to being fast, this sword is straight and straight, and there is nothing fancy.

Han Muye's expression did not move, but the deduction of the picture in front of him in his mind had reached the extreme.

Watching Jin Xian make a move, such an opportunity is an extremely rare thing.

The picture in his mind continued to elongate and decompose, and the sword in Shu Ming Jin Xian's hand also began to blur, and then slowly turned into a ray of light.

This is the real sword.

Because the sword was so fast, it looked like a sword mark.

In fact, this sword is just a little starlight.

This reminded Han Muye of the illusory long tail that came out when the meteor crossed the sky.

A sword pierced the void, so this sword produced an illusory sword shadow.

What would it be like if a sword that could break through the void fell on him?

Also, when this sword pierced into the void, the power brought out had already suppressed the void, and what Yeming, who was standing in front of, had to bear was the power to shatter the void.

Therefore, if Yeming wanted to dodge this sword at this time, he needed to block the power of the Shattered Void.

Yeming, who looked solemn, raised his hand, and the bronze mace was horizontal in front of him.

"When—"

The blade of the sword slammed into the bronze mace, and there was a crisp thud.

Han Muye's eyes were fixed on the bronze mace.

The grade of this treasure is already higher than the sky.

Xianbao is still the best of fairy treasures.

This is a treasure!

Moreover, Han Muye saw the origin of this treasure.

Demon Clock.

Back then, the treasure treasure demon bell was shattered, and countless demon clans were scattered everywhere.

Han Muye had a piece of Ten Thousand Demon Orders in his hand, which was refined from the fragments of the Demon Gathering Bell.

I didn't expect to see the ancient artifact here again, and of course this is also a fragment.

It's just that the fragment in Yeming's hand was originally a complete part of the Demon Gathering Bell, and now it has turned into a bronze mace.

"When—"

Shu Ming Jin Xian's sword stabbed out again.

As before, the fast band brings out the unreal trajectory.

But this time, Yeming Jinxian's expression was even more solemn, he took a step back, raised the bronze mace in his hand and smashed it down.

"Boom-"

The sword light collided with the bronze mace, and the exploding sword light directly enveloped the Luminous Golden Immortal.

Han Muye clearly saw that the power of the stab just now was divided into 100,000 sword light spurs.

It is similar to his Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, except that this sword is a collection of countless stabbing swordsmanship, gathered into one sword.

"Han boy, can you see the mystery of the old man's sword?" Looking at the night light wrapped in sword light, Shu Ming Jin Xian spoke proudly.

"If you can see through it, if you practice kendo in the future, you can at least reach the top of the heavenly immortals."

"If you can directly see through Sancheng, it will be the Golden Immortal Avenue can be expected."

"If it is—"

Before he could finish his words, he had already raised his hand.

Because a long sword appeared behind him.

Han Muye took out his sword.

The sword light is clear, and the sword marks are illusory.

A sword stabbed out, bringing out a surging vibration in the void.

There is no such thing as Shu Ming Jinxian.

When this sword light shattered in the void, it had already consumed too much power.

But Shu Ming Jinxian's face was shocked, and he raised his hand to block the sword light, and then a light curtain flashed, dividing the sword light.

One after another, the sword light collided on the light curtain, turning into starlight points and flickering.

Shu Ming Jinxian stared at these points of light and counted in his mouth: "Three thousand one hundred, five thousand, eight thousand, okay, ten thousand......"

"Thirty-six thousand, good, good."

Slowly looking up at Han Muye, Shu Mingjin's eyes were shining: "You can see through my sword, and directly comprehend it, and return 36,000 sword lights with one sword." ”

"Han boy, when you have saved up enough merits, you must come to the Sword Art Building of the Killing Temple."

"That's where you need to go."

After speaking, he laughed and turned to look at the Luminous Golden Immortal who was wrapped in sword light.

"Boy, if you don't come out again, the old man will demolish your cave."

These words made Ye Ming, who was wrapped in sword light, shock, and then the bronze gong on the Dao Dao Divine Beast Phantom collided with the light cocoon.

His face was slightly pale, and he looked at Shu Ming Jinxian and shook his head and said, "I knew that behind this kid was the Slashing God Temple, I wouldn't have looked for trouble with him at all." ”

"It's also my bad luck that the meatless bamboo that I have arranged for so long was destroyed by him."

There are some chattering openings, and Yeming is expressing his dissatisfaction.

But waiting for him was another sword slashed by Shu Ming Jin Xian.

"The old man doesn't care so much about you, let's have a good fight."

The blade of the sword slashed Ye Ming's body to pieces, and then slashed the entire cave sky apart.

Yeming's expression, which gathered his body again, was even more ugly.

He had to raise his hand, and another cyan rope flew out and crashed into Shu Ming Jin Xian.

Han Muye stood in place and watched the confrontation between these two Golden Immortal powerhouses, and the images in his mind kept churning.

The road to simplicity.

The more you reach the realm of the strong, the easier it is to fight.

But the power contained in this simplicity is not simple at all!