Also all the mythical beasts and beasts are free.

When you enter the cave, what is it called freedom?

Entering the cave is certainly not freedom.

Then what if even the cave heaven is banished to the void, and there is no restraint anymore?

In everyone's eyes, after Han Muye knocked those strange beasts and divine beasts into the cave sky, he slowly turned around.

The sword in his hand is incomparably bright.

The long sword pointed at the pale Longevity Immortal.

"You, you have the blood of a divine beast."

"You, you have something to do with those remnants of the desolation."

"You, Bitter Immortal Domain—"

Just now in the space of the Four Elephant Seals, the Immortal Immortal's Divine Soul saw many things.

These are all secrets that belong to Han Muye.

Therefore, Han Muye did not give Wanshou Tianxian a chance to say more.

Since the two bloodlines of the divine beasts have been revealed, the longevity of the heavenly immortals will die.

The killing intent condensed into substance, the sword blade flashed, and the cyan sword light tore through the void and slashed directly at the Wanshou Heavenly Immortal.

The body of the Longevity Heavenly Immortal was stunned, and the entire body was cut in half, half of it was drenched in blood, and half of it turned into nothingness.

In the next moment, his body appeared thousands of feet away.

"You want to kill me—"

He suddenly paused, looking down at his chest.

At some point, the blade of a purple dagger stabbed out of his chest.

A sword, stabbed out of the chest?

He looked up at the cave sky above him.

"You, how did you do it, throw your sword into me, my, cave ......?"

This short sword was clearly thrown into the cave sky, and then suddenly stabbed out while the Longevity Heavenly Immortal was not paying attention.

But for the owner of the cave, even a mosquito and fly can be found if it falls into it.

A sword, how can it not be known?

The power of space!

The power of space that the Immortal of Longevity has always been completely unable to comprehend, and only this can he conceal his perception of the cave sky.

Not to mention him, how many immortals in the world can control the power of space?

It is only those who are strong among the pseudo-immortals who come from the mundane world that it is possible to have space power.

Pseudo-immortals?

Pseudo-immortals!

Wanshou Tianxian's eyes turned to Han Muye, wanting to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

He understood that the person in front of him was a pseudo-immortal, a pseudo-immortal who had risen from the mortal world.

This is the hidden figure of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

He saw that the person in front of him had two divine beast bloodlines.

He wanted to tell all these secrets.

Unfortunately, his soul was broken.

All his memories were shattered.

Han Muye couldn't let him tell the secret.

The sky, the cave roars.

Han Muye raised his hand with a sword and cut off the connection between the Refining Void Cave Heaven and this Fang Immortal Realm.

Everyone watched, and the illusory cave flickered into the void.

A Void Refining Heavenly Immortal was a cave heaven refined from the fragments of the Flood Desolation, and it just disappeared and fell into the void.

In the future, this cave will turn into a new world in the void.

But no one knows where or when it will appear.

"Free." Han Muye looked at the dissipating world, felt a vigorous power infused into his body, and whispered softly.

At this moment, the blood in his body was surging.

It's a mystical feeling.

Because the fragments of the flood are free, because those flood bloodlines are free, his bloodline is excited.

Not only him, but even the Golden Fire Phoenix that was hidden by him also had a blood vein movement, which seemed to have led to an increase in the power of the bloodline.

It's joy from the depths of the blood.

"This is the fast ...... of cultivation."

Practice, sword cultivation, isn't that what you want to do, just do it?

Turning around slowly, Han Muye's gaze fell below.

Wanshou Tianxian was beheaded, who else dared to stop the way?

In a matter of moments, the avenue ahead was clear.

In the rear, the pursuers dispersed.

"Let's go."

Han Muye spoke loudly.

On the twelve flying boats, the children of the Murong family shouted, driving the flying boats to follow Han Muye's figure.

Since he is no longer tolerated by the Taoist Sect, then leave.

Anyway, the order to rebel has been issued, so go as far as you can.

Nearly 10 million miles away, Han Muye led the flying boat forward.

Starting from the killing of the longevity immortals, they were intercepted and killed step by step.

There are not many immortals, but half-step immortals, and the strong immortals are almost like moths to the fire.

Kill.

Now that the sword is unsheathed, kill it all the way!

Thousands of miles ahead, kill and scatter ten thousand armies.

Go forward 100,000 miles, cut one day of immortals, five days of honor.

Thousands of miles forward, breaking through a large array of 100,000 soldiers.

Three million miles ahead, the four heavenly immortals besieged and killed, and broke it with a sword.

……

Kill through the siege, protect the Murong family from the land of the Dao Sect, and the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal has spread for hundreds of millions of miles.

Sword immortals in the world, is there really such a person who is upright and righteous, people are like swords, and swords prove their hearts?

Kendo practice, can you really uphold the right path of heaven and earth?

Countless people think, watch, and quietly follow.

Cultivation in the world has always been for oneself, is there really someone who can entrust his life?

Unconsciously, there were strange emotions brewing among countless immortal cultivators.

Everyone wanted to know if this sword immortal could accomplish a feat that no one in the Rain Covered Immortal Realm had ever accomplished.

Lead a family out of the Yunlan Dao Sect's rule.

The Yunteng Wasteland is in sight.

Han Muye stopped.

"You have done your duty to protect them here." A voice sounded in front of Han Muye.

A blue-bearded Taoist wearing a green robe and a golden lotus crown stood in front of him and stepped out.

In the void, the spiritual light flashed, and countless golden lotuses and jade bamboos caressed.

Golden lotus jade bamboo, the top of the immortals.

This is second only to the Golden Immortal powerhouse, and has already stepped into the peak of the Heavenly Immortal.

This kind of powerhouse is the strongest existence in the immortal realm under the golden immortals.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, your sword can be upright, and it is rare among the elites of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and he will definitely have a place in the Sword Sect one day."

The Daoist at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal looked at Han Muye, his expression was gentle, and he said softly, "Poor Dao Su Yunzi, you are also friends with Guan Dongyun, the hall master of your Sword Sect's Heaven Patrol Palace."

Speaking of this, he paused, shook his head, and said, "You may not know the name of Kanto Cloud."

Han Muye did not speak.

How could he not know the name of Kanto Cloud?

He also had in his hand the token of the Lord of the Heaven Survey Hall that Dongyun had left him.

Moreover, for Su Yunzi, who claims to be a friend of Kanto Cloud, Han Muye has also seen it from Kanto Cloud's memory.

That's really a friend, if it weren't for Su Yunzi framing him, how could he be the lord of the Kanto Cloud First Palace, how could he go to the mortal world to carry out a mission, and be counterattacked and killed by the strong man of the Moluo clan?

Han Muye was silent, Su Yunzi smiled undiminishedly, raised his hand, and threw out a cyan invitation.

"This is the invitation to the elite conference of the Rain Immortal Realm after three hundred years, and you are invincible and qualified to come."

"Only the top people in this world are eligible to get a copy of this invitation and send it to the juniors."

Han Muye reached out to catch the invitation and looked up at him.

Su Yunzi laughed, waved his hand, and said softly: "Go, go to Yunlan City in the Yunteng Wasteland for three hundred years, and after three hundred years, you will soar into the sky, and when the time comes, don't forget the friendship of this seat today, haha."

Why do you practice?

Phoenix.

Fame.

Rampaging for hundreds of millions of miles, a sword to protect the Murong family has come to this point, and Han Muye has gained fame and fortune.

At least in this hundreds of millions of miles, immortal cultivators all know that there is Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye as a promise, traveling hundreds of millions of miles, protecting the Murong family to the Yunteng Wasteland, such a reputation, ordinary elites are difficult to have even if they fight for ten thousand years.

Today, Dao Sect took out a precious invitation, so that Han Muye would have a chance to soar three hundred years later.

This is a real benefit.

With fame and fortune, it is a hundred times easier than others to find immortality in the future.

At this point, it's time to let go.

Murong Chi, who was standing on the deck, had a calm face and was dressed in clothes.

Behind him, all the children of the Murong family followed and sorted out the robes on their bodies.

has been outside the wasteland, and the love of Yunlan Sword Immortal can no longer be borne.

With the peerless Heavenly Immortal powerhouse in front, their Murong family can't drag down Yunlan Sword Immortal.

"Senior Yunlan, for this trip of hundreds of millions of miles, my Murong family is already grateful." Murong Chi raised his hand, and three treasures appeared in his palm.

One was the blue-black sword he held, the other was the sword held by the elders of the clan, and there was a blue-gray ancient bell.

The three treasures are all immortal treasures.

This shows the depth of the Murong family's heritage.

"These three treasures are useless to my Murong family, so I gave them to my seniors."

Murong Chi raised his hand and pushed the three treasures towards Han Muye.

A glimmer of light flashed in Su Yunzi's eyes, but he still didn't speak.

Three treasures, one invitation.

Plus the previous Golden Hammer Spirit Treasure.

Han Muye's trip to support him was fruitful.

In the surrounding void, there was envy in many divine thoughts.

"It's really fame and fortune......," someone whispered softly.

"Hmph, fame and fortune? Then you also have to have this ability, except for this Han Invincible, who can protect the Murong family for hundreds of millions of miles?" Someone spoke coldly.

Han Invincible's sword can refine the Void Heavenly Immortal, so as to keep the Murong family safe all the way.

If it was an outsider, he would have been killed before he left Puyuan City.

"Well, if he knows the times, he should let it go." Someone chuckled and whispered.

"If he doesn't let go, does he want to die? The Sword Sect has not yet come to the master, let's see what he can do."

Some people didn't bother to speak.

There is such a genius in the world, and the dazzling brilliance is all from others, who is not jealous?

"Treasure, fame." In the void, Han Muye whispered softly.

It's really tempting.

Just take a step back and you're all set.

This way of killing, the name of his invincible Han has spread, and it will be brewed in the next hundred years, that is, the entire Rain-Covered Immortal Realm can resound.

Cultivation is not for fame and fortune, but for immortality, how can there be no fame and fortune?

Reach out, turn around, and you'll get everything.

But what does it cost you?

Han Muye had a smile on his face.

You don't have to give anything.

You just need to cut off your own kendo.

If you are upright in your heart, if you abandon the path at this time, let alone retreat for 300 years, even if you retreat for 3,000 years, you can't make an inch!

Su Yunzi, just like the pit Guan Dongyun back then, is insidious and cunning.

Without reaching out to receive the treasure sent by the Murong family, Han Muye raised his head and looked at Su Yunzi with a chuckle on his face.

"Senior Su Yunzi, I have a sentence for sword cultivation, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Su Yunzi's face remained unchanged, and he said softly, "Let's talk about it."

Han Muye looked at the long sword in his hand and slowly spoke, "As a sword cultivator, what you can't get with the sword in your hand, don't think about other ways to get it."

Looking at Su Yunzi, whose face was slowly gloomy, Han Muye said softly, "Senior, you say, am I right?"

Is that right?

Su Yunzi's expression was extremely ugly.

I took an invitation, but I got a sentence, right?

"Okay, okay."

The aura on Su Yunzi's body surged, turning into endless immortal light and shining.

In his hand, a long golden-black banner appeared.

"They all say that Jian Xiu is crazy."

"The Kanto cloud of the year was, and now, I meet another one."

"Kanto Cloud doesn't know where he fell, let's see if this is the place where your bones are buried."

With a wave of the long flag, Su Yunzi shot directly.

On the golden banner, the ten thousand divine lights turned into golden armor generals, and one hundred thousand generals lined up, blocking the entire heavenly dome.

The law of Shinto.

The Array of Dao Soldiers.

It's not that the Rain Immortal Realm doesn't have a Shinto inheritance, it's just that this inheritance is controlled by the Dao Sect and is used to condense the Dao soldiers.

Enslavement.

On the long flag, there are all armor transformed by the remnants of the soul, and they are not afraid of death.

These divine soul bodies become Dao soldiers, and they are guided by long flags, and their power is gathered, and they can be turned into a thundering force in an instant.

This long banner is probably already the treasure of heaven and earth.

"Swinging the Flags!"

"The Yunlan Dao Sect is sweeping the sky, and thousands of immortals and thousands of demons have been refined."

Countless exclamations came from all directions.

There are countless treasures in the world, and those who can leave a name are all those who have really entered the killing experience and have a strong record.

It's like this long flag.

Slaying demons and destroying demons, slaying immortals and gods of war, every time you make a move, it is to trigger the general trend of the world.

"One of the Seven Treasures of the Three Masters of the Yunlan Dao Sect Zhenzong, he really looks up to me Han." Han Muye clenched the sword in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, and he flew towards the Divine Soul Battle Array.

In that case, the First World War is!

The long sword was swayed, the battle intent and the killing intent were combined, and the sword intent condensed into a thousand zhang of lightsaber, and a sword slashed thousands of golden armor dao soldiers.

But these smashing dao soldiers just shook their bodies, and then they turned into their original state, causing the golden spear to turn into a snare and press down on Han Muye's head.

"When—"

"When—"

The dense sound of long swords slashing and killing formed a line.

The golden spear snapped inch by inch, and then slowly pressed down.

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, and the sword light around him was as bright as the stars and the sun.

The golden net of light could only be ten feet outside of him, so he couldn't get closer.

This Heavenly Banner is the crushing of the power of the divine soul, which can crush countless divine souls.

But what Han Muye was most afraid of was the power of the divine soul.

On his two primordial swords, the power of the gathered divine soul was many times stronger than that of immortal cultivators of the same level.

He was a god twice, he cultivated Haoran Qi in the mortal world, and his divine soul was scattered and condensed on millions of broken gold ants.

At this moment, when the divine soul suppression on the Swinging Sky Banner fell, not only did his divine soul not collapse, but the previously loose divine soul power was more condensed under this pressure.

The blade of the sword turned into a light wheel, slowly shrinking from ten zhang to nine zhang.

It took a day.

Su Yunzi is not in a hurry.

He wanted everyone to watch, watching how a sword genius elite was slowly crushed under the Dao Sect Immortal Treasure.

Easily killing this Yunlan Sword Immortal, how could he show the means of the Dao Sect?

Three days later, the golden light was reduced to five zhang.

The blue and red sword light in Han Muye's hand was already extremely fast before he could block this huge power like a sky split.

The power of his sword path is getting stronger and stronger, and the power that comes from the sky-swinging banner is also getting stronger and stronger.

Those clansmen of the Murong family could only be confined to the flying boat, watching Han Muye being suppressed, but they did not have the slightest rescue power.

In such a battle between the great monks, they could not even take a step closer.

Three more days.

The sword light space around Han Muye's body was only one zhang.

Within a zhang, the sword light is shining.

Three more days.

The sword light space is still the same.

Three days later, the sword light space is still a zhang!

Su Yunzi's expression was already solemn.

The immortal cultivators from all sides who were watching around were also whispering.

Could it be that the top treasures of the Dao Sect can't take down a junior elite of the Sword Sect?

How strong is this kendo elite?

Su Yunzi's gaze slowly turned to the twelve flying boats of the Murong family.

"Boy, you're strong."

Su Yunzi's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye turned a deaf ear and waved his long sword.

These days, his sword light and divine soul have been suppressed by the Swinging Sky Banner, and his strength has been condensed ten times!

He forcibly suppressed his own strength, and he didn't break the suppression of this sweeping banner, just wanted to slowly sharpen it again.

Such opportunities do not come often.

"Actually, there's no need for me to kill you."

"Now this seat will destroy the Murong family, just let you go."

"These days are enough punishment for you."

After speaking, Su Yunzi let out a long laugh, and the power on the swinging sky banner became more intense, and the power of the surrounding Dao soldiers was like thunder.

Han Muye, who was pressed into a space, was surrounded by golden light.

Then, Su Yunzi's voice sounded in the void.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, my Dao Sect's punishment for you is enough, and this seat will not take your life."

"The Murong family will be destroyed, and it will be refined into the Dangtian Banner, you can leave by yourself."

"Small punishment and big precepts, to set an example, in the future, no one in your Sword Sect dares to be disrespectful to my Dao Sect."

The voice fell, and Su Yunzi slowly raised his hand.

Finally, I want to attack the Murong family!

This scene made countless immortal cultivators who were watching around whisper, but they didn't dare to raise their voices.

Everyone knew that Su Yunzi couldn't take the Yunlan Sword Immortal, so he had to make this move.

Such methods can be called despicable.

But at this time, who will speak out to stop it?

Who wants to offend the Taoist sect for the sake of the unemployed?

In this rain fairy world, who can have this ability and qualifications?

Daozong destroyed the Murong family, killed the rebels, and demonstrated his strength.

He also punished the disciples of the Sword Sect, spared their lives, showed their means, and left a sense of proportion.

Even if the people who are watching today feel that Su Yunzi is despicable, in the face of the general trend in the future, who will dare to talk nonsense?

The truth, as the strong say, is the truth.

"My Murong family has a heritage of 328,000 years, and the children of the family have been loyal to the Taoist sect countless times, but now they have ended up being killed by the Manchus."

"Heaven is unfair."

"Heaven is unfair!"

On the deck, Murong Chi, whose body was imprisoned, shouted loudly.

The other Murong family members also shouted.

But these words cannot move anyone.

This is the world of practice.

If the blood is not cold, who can live forever?

Su Yunzi looked at it coldly, watching the people of the Murong family shouting, his palm slowly pressed down.

The palm of the hand that shone with fairy light turned into a mountain-like peak, and smashed towards the twelve flying boats.

Under this palm, the flying boat is no more than a square inch, and it will be shattered as soon as it is crushed.

"Boy, this is the time when manpower is exhausted, and my sword cultivation is also exhausted." In the ears of Han Muye, who was suppressed by the Swinging Sky Flag, a familiar voice came.

Jin Xian, Shu Ming, the powerhouse of the Xuanling Sword Sect Slashing Temple.

The people from the Xuanling Sword Sect came.

"Your Dao heart is stable, and you can deal with today's situation."

"But in order to avoid a barrier in your heart against my Sword Sect, the old man asks you."

Shu Ming Jin Xian's voice was solemn.

"Do you want the old man to help you save people?"

The Golden Immortal powerhouse of the Xuanling Sword Sect came to the rule of the Yunlan Dao Sect and saved the Dao Sect from rebellion and left.

This is to tear the skin, and in the future, the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect will really go to the opposite side.

In this matter, even the Golden Immortal is strong, and he does not dare to act recklessly.

Shu Ming Jinxian asked solemnly, because he valued Han Muye's potential.

If Han Muye wants to save it, then he Shuming will save it.

But after saving a series of problems, Han Muye and he Shuming needed to deal with it.

"Saving people?"

Han Muye kept holding the sword in his hand, whispering in his mouth.

The palm of the sky-high hand was already about to crush the Murong family's flying boat.

"I'm waiting for you to come, uncle, but I'm not asking you to come and save people."

Han Muye's words made Shu Ming Jinxian slightly stunned.

Then, he had an answer.

Han Muye, who was wrapped in a space of golden light by the Heavenly Banner, slashed out with a sword, and the sword light tore open this treasure that suppressed the luck of the Dao Sect, and burst out.

The sword light is like the sun, and the sharp edges of the world are gathered here!

Han Muye broke through the golden light snare with a sword, and the blade of the sword converged with endless edges, and directly collided towards Su Yunzi who was standing in the void.

A sword can block the brilliance of eternity!

This sword, fast.

It's the fastest in the world.

This sword is ruthless.

All kinds of killing intent converge into one sword.

This sword, accurate.

Thousands of sword intents, only one person killed.

The sword came out, and Su Yunzi's complexion had changed greatly!

The sword light is locked and wants to kill!

It was he who killed Su Yunzi!

In front of this sword, his soul trembled.

This is the fear from the bottom of the heart, the fear of death.

This sword can't be stopped.

This sword will surely die!

Yunlan Sword Immortal takes the Murong family as the guide and uses himself as the bait, at this critical moment, he will kill with a sword, and he will kill the top immortal!

After today's sword, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal is spread throughout the Rain Immortal Realm!

Sword cultivation, this is the real sword cultivation!

Endure.

Firmness.

Vicious!

In the hearts of countless people, they have redefined what sword cultivation is.

No amount of fame or fortune can compare to the sword in your hand!

Don't protect the reputation of hundreds of millions of miles, don't be afraid of the guilt of killing a top immortal of the Dao Sect, just to sharpen the sword in your hand!

If you can kill a top Heavenly Immortal today, this Yunlan Sword Immortal will be able to attack and kill a Golden Immortal on another day!

Sword Immortal, cultivation is a means of killing!

"Sting-"

The light curtain that Su Yunzi hastily laid out in front of him shattered instantly.

Han Muye's sword is ten zhang away.

Looking at each other, Su Yunzi saw the determined killing intent in Han Muye's eyes.

His heart trembled, and he raised his hand, and was blocked in front of him by Han Muye's broken Sky Banner.

But the long flag, which failed to stimulate its strength, broke in two with a mournful roar before the blade.

One of the Ten Treasures of the Dao Sect Zhenzong, the Swinging Sky Flag, broken!

The blade is closer.

Five!

Su Yunzi, who was trembling all over, stretched out his hand, and the giant palm mountain peak that had pressed towards the Murong family's flying boat before turned into a five-zhang bluestone and blocked in front of him.

"Kacha—"

The bluestone of the mountain peak broke open with a sword.

At this moment, nothing can stop this sword!

This is sword cultivation.

Dead and alive, a sword!

Han Muye's spirit, killing intent, sword intent, and battle intent all converged on this sword.

This sword, no one, nothing can stop it!

Su Yunzi looked desperate.

When the blade of the sword was three feet away, he opened his mouth to shout.

He wanted to beg Han Muye for mercy.

He wanted to call for the Dao Sect Golden Immortal to come to his rescue.

However, watching Jian Feng move forward inch by inch, he couldn't make a sound.

No one came to the rescue.

It turned out that he had already given up......

The golden immortal wants to be rescued, and he can take action in an instant.

But, no.

Who is not a pawn?

Who is not an outcast?

Su Yunzi closed his eyes in despair.

He remembered that he had led his friend Guan Dongyun to make a move, killed a strong man in the Blood War Sect, and triggered a fierce battle between the two sects, and finally Guan Dongyun took the secret mission, left the immortal world, and never returned.

At the beginning, he asked Kanto Yun, and Guan Dongyun said that he took out the sword only to have a good heart, and it had nothing to do with others.

Today, he understood.

The sword cultivates the sword, just to be happy in the heart.

He himself is just the bait that leads the sword to cultivate the sword!

"Hey......

A soft sigh rang out.

Shu Ming Jin Xian, who was wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, landed in front of Su Yunzi.

Only then did he understand what Han Muye meant just now.

The people who saved the Murong family?

He doesn't need to save it.

However, he needed to make a move to resist this mortal sword and save the people of the Dao Sect.

Looking at Han Muye's sword blade, Shu Ming Jin Immortal's expression showed a trace of solemnity.

This sword, even him, must be treated solemnly!

This is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world!

Gather the power of ten thousand swords and condense the edge.

Sword repair, sword repair.

Endless cultivation, cultivation is a sword condensed by this killing intent!

The long sword was handed out, and the blade collided with the blade.

The cyan sword light intertwined.

Three feet of space, everything was shattered.

The space in front of Han Muye and Shu Ming Jin Xian shattered inch by inch.

Han Muye showed a smile on his face, looking at Shu Ming Jin Xian's sword in his hand and couldn't hold it, the long sword flicked, it flew away, and he raised his hand to hold it.

Then, his own body could not withstand the power of the sword, and he quickly retreated, blood gushing all over his body.

suppressed the bloodline of the divine beast and only attracted the power of Kui Niu, and it really couldn't withstand this sword.

I always have to give the senior sword fairy a little face.

The Shu Ming Jin Immortal Sword has collapsed, and his junior is still unscathed, isn't this a slap in the face?

Han Muye flew back, and then stood with his sword on his hand, covered in blood.

He unceremoniously put away Shu Ming Jinxian's long sword.

Seeing Han Muye standing in the air, although he was covered in blood, he was full of fighting spirit, and there was a sound of inhalation around him.

"This, this is the peerless Sword Immortal!"

"Wonderful! Such a sword, to be able to see it with your own eyes, is really worth the trip!"

"Shu Ming Jin Immortal, Yunlan Sword Immortal and Shu Ming Jin Immortal actually fought each other, and they won and lost each other!"

Countless exclamations were heard.

No one paid attention to the Murong family.

No one cares about Su Yunzi, whose heart is broken and trembling.

Everyone only saw that Yunlan Sword Immortal and Sword Sect Golden Immortal powerhouse clashed with each other, undefeated and undefeated!

This is the kind of cultivation in the world, only the strong will be noticed.

Han Muye did not speak.

No, you don't.

On the twelve flying boats, the Murong family was already in tears.

"After today, my Murong family will no longer be loyal to the Yunlan Dao Sect."

Murong Chi gritted his teeth and stared at Han Muye, who was covered in blood red in front of him.

"In the future, my Murong family will only be loyal to one person."

On the twelve flying boats, everyone looked up at the figure hanging in front of them.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Countless voices converge.

At this moment, no one doubted the choice of the Murong family.

Their lives were all saved by Yunlan Sword Immortal's desperate death.

Is it wrong to be loyal to such a person?

Yunlan Dao Sect killed all the way and betrayed Dao Sect, is it wrong?

In the void, there was silence.

"Hehe, Daoist Lu Ji, the poor Dao came to save the people of your Dao Sect, you don't come forward to thank you for such kindness?"

Shu Ming Jinxian, who was standing in front of Su Yunzi, suddenly chuckled and spoke.

His words fell, and the void shook slightly, and a figure fell.

Wearing a white Wuji robe, wearing a green jade Dao crown, and a simple face, the pentecostal man stepped out, and the golden light on his body shone brightly, making everyone around him have to look sideways.

"Yunlan Dao Sect guards the Golden Immortal, Lu Ji Golden Immortal!"

"It's Lu Ji Jin Xian, this is an existence known as the Dao Gate Jin Immortal, will he have a battle with Shu Ming Jin Immortal?"

"How is it possible, is Daomen still embarrassed to make a move at this time?"

The whispers around him did not change the face of the Golden Immortal powerhouse in front of him in the slightest.

Lu Ji Jin Xian's eyes fell on Han Muye, and then turned his head to look at Shu Ming Jin Xian with a smile on his face.

"Thank you."

Just wrote such a lightly written sentence, Shu Ming Jinxian smiled even more on his face.

This represents the Dao Sect, and it represents the Yunlan Dao Sect to thank the Xuanling Sword Sect.

"Haha, the Sword Sect Dao Sect is originally to help each other, Su Yunzi Daoist is the elite of the Dao Sect, how can the poor Dao not save him when he sees death?" Shu Ming Jin Immortal smiled, and then turned his gaze to Han Muye.

"Han boy, take my sword and take your subordinates to Yunlan City."

"Rare effective loyalty, you must protect it."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Ji Jin Xian, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Lu Ji, there are still some things to discuss with Daoist friends in this poor way."

Lu Ji turned his head to look at Han Muye, as well as the Murong family behind him, and then said, "Okay, please."

Jin Xian came forward, whether it was the Murong family or Han Muye, it didn't matter.

Shu Ming Jin Xian is here, and it is impossible for Lu Ji to make a move.

The two golden immortal powerhouses fought for the sake of being no more than an ant-like member of the Murong family, and the golden immortals in the immortal realm were probably less than half.

Today's matter, Shu Ming Jin Immortal came on behalf of the Sword Sect, and the Jin Immortal of the Dao Sect also came forward.

The rest of the matter, it doesn't matter.

Han Muye bowed towards Shu Ming Jinxian and Lu Ji, and then flew down on the deck.

"Let's go."

Han Muye sat cross-legged, his face pale.

He was covered in blood and his face was tired.

Murong Chi and the others bowed excitedly.

"Let's go!"

Twelve flying boats flew into the sky and headed for the wasteland.

Countless immortal cultivators watched the flying boat slowly leave, turned their heads to look at Su Yunzi, who was pale, and then looked in the direction of the two golden immortals who disappeared at some point.

Yunlan Sword Immortal.

After today, this name will inevitably spread throughout the rain fairy world!

For the promise, protect the Murong family for hundreds of millions of miles.

For the way of the sword, a sword can fight the golden immortal.

Such a character can be called a celestial pride!

"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han is invincible, in the future, I will overturn the Tianjiao figure in the Rain Immortal Realm, and there will be one more."

Someone watched the boat disappear and whispered softly.

"Yunlan City, Yunteng Wasteland is changing now, and this is where our opportunity lies." Someone's eyes flashed and he whispered.

Many people flew away, followed the flying boat, and quietly went to the Yunteng Wasteland.

In the world of cultivation, only a keen sense of smell can get opportunities.

The rise of Yunlan Sword Immortal, the rise of Yunlan City, whoever can invest and bet early can get enough returns.

"This is, Yunteng Wasteland."

The flying boat flew over the endless wasteland, and Han Muye spoke softly.

Moor.

This left the rule of the Dao Sect and left completely.

Murong Chi and the others turned their heads and looked at the void in the distance, their faces complicated.

The flying boat moved forward, and countless immortal cultivators in the wasteland came to meet and greet them.

Han Wuving, the city lord of Yunlan City in the Yunteng Wasteland, led his own people to return from hundreds of millions of miles from the rule of the Yunlan Dao Sect, this is the glory of the wasteland!

All of a sudden, outside the twelve flying boats, hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators were gathered to accompany them.

Ten days later, a great city was in sight.

An old man in a brocade robe stood in the void, looking at the flying boat, smiling lightly, and bowing slightly.

"Golden Mile City Tao Zihe has seen Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Welcome the Sword Immortal back to the Yunteng Wasteland, and raise the prestige of my wasteland."

Looking up, he looked at the twelve flying boats and said softly, "The teleportation array to Yunlan City has been arranged, everyone, you can go home."

Go home!

From now on, Yunlan City will be their home!

Everyone in the Murong family slowly stood up, with an excited expression on their faces.

"Okay, then we'll go home."

Han Muye arched his hand towards Taozihe, and then looked ahead.

Over there, Zuo Baichou, Zhang Zhenbiao, and Zhao Pingyu and others waited with a smile.

Being able to lay out a teleportation array that leads directly to Yunlan City in such a short period of time is indispensable to Zhao Qianzhen's means.

"Welcome the City Lord back to Yunlan City!"

Zuo Baichou shouted and raised his hand.

Behind him, a teleportation light rose to the sky.

It's a makeshift teleportation array.

Han Muye stepped out and landed outside the teleportation array.

He didn't go straight into the big array, but turned his head and looked at the countless immortal cultivators who were traveling with him.

"I'm Yunlan City, and all Daoists are welcome to come."

"There is no home in the world, but Yunlan is home."

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