The aura is entangled, and the power of the Great Dao is staggered, attracting the origin to turn into a phantom shadow.

Extreme Dao Realm, but the peak of Dao Realm, only one step away from having its own Origin Space and giving birth to the Qiankun Heaven and Earth.

Such a master is one of the few within a radius of 100,000 miles.

The existence of Xu Zhigang and Xu Fengran on Mitian Peak is not clear to outsiders, but today this extreme Dao realm is already the strongest person.

"When an Extreme Dao Realm arrives, is he going to buy the sword weapon of the Heavenly Sword Sect, or is he going to do something else?"

Someone looked up, a glint in their eyes.

To buy, or to grab?

"That's someone from the Yuntian Dao Sect!" There was an exclamation.

Yuntian Dao Gate, the overlord of a radius of 100,000 miles.

Everything big and small within 100,000 miles is up to the Yuntian Daomen.

The disciples of the Yuntian Dao Sect are rampant everywhere.

"When—"

"When—"

The golden bell rang, and the sword light that flew up in the air stopped.

Then turn around.

The powerhouses of all parties at the entrance of the mountain all looked up at the streamers that flew in.

"Yun Tian Dao Sect Deacon Fang Lang is coming, and the Sect Master of the Mitian Sword Sect is still not welcome?"

The flying figure paused in mid-air in front of the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect, and shouted loudly.

The sound spread for hundreds of miles, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be shaking.

The glare cleared, and a large man in a cyan robe with a long black knife swirling around his body was revealed.

Forty-year-old face, eyes with evil breath, and blood all around him.

This is a strong man who is good at killing.

When an Extreme Dao Realm powerhouse arrived, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect should indeed greet him.

It's just that at this time, at the mountain gate, everyone looked up, but they didn't see Han Muye.

The Mitian Sword Sect didn't even welcome the envoy of the Cloud Heaven Dao Sect?

"Sect Master Han Muye of the Mitian Sword Sect is raising the sword and waiting for the envoys of the Yuntian Dao Sect." A voice rang out.

Yang Jianlu waited, but it was not a greeting.

This voice made Fang Langsheng, the deacon of the Yuntian Dao Gate, instantly shake in his eyes.

He snorted coldly, his body moved, and with a roar, he rushed towards Mitian Peak.

Outside the mountain gate, the masters of all parties glanced at each other, and their expressions changed slightly.

The Mitian Sword Sect is trying to offend the Yuntian Dao Sect?

"It is said that the Yuntian Dao Sect has strict requirements for the Mitian Sword Sect to participate in the battle of conquering the heavens."

"What's more, I don't see that the Mitian Sword Sect has to sell the sword weapons in the Sword Cultivation Mansion to gather the Pantian Stone?"

"In this way, no one will give a good face to the people of Yuntian Daomen, but they are offended like this, do you still want to come back alive during the battle of conquering the sky?"

A low discussion rang out outside the mountain gate.

Fang Langsheng's speed was extremely fast, but in a moment, he had already arrived at the Sword Cultivation Mansion on the rugged bluestone.

Continuous thatched houses, bluestone squares, and steps.

"Ahead is my Heavenly Sword Sect's Sword Cultivation Sword Pavilion, who comes-"

A low shout sounded, and three young men wearing the robes of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect stepped forward.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Langsheng's body rushed forward, and the golden gang outside his body knocked the three of them away.

Su Jue, who was standing in front of the bluestone square, snorted coldly, and his body turned illusory.

"Cangchang—"

The sound of the long sword unsheathed reverberate, and the illusory sword light appeared outside Fang Langsheng's body, crashing into the golden gang.

Gang stirred, and a cracked line appeared on it.

Fang Langsheng frowned, his footsteps stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

Su Juesheng's figure returned to its original place, his eyes were fixed on Fang Langsheng, and the sword weapon in his hand pointed forward.

Fang Langsheng's gaze swept around, and then looked at Han Muye standing on the stone steps in front of him.

"You're Han Muye of the Heavenly Sword Sect, right?"

"I heard that your Mitian Sword Sect sold the sword weapons in the Sword Cultivation Mansion in order to gather the Heavenly Stone?"

Fang Langsheng showed a little smile on his face and took out a jade-white page.

The page moved, and flew in the direction where Han Muye was.

"Both the Heavenly Naruto Sect and the Fearless Golden Body Sect have shown enough sincerity, and during the battle of the Heavens, the Yuntian Dao Sect will protect them."

"Are you Heavenly Sword Sect ready?"

Fang Langsheng's voice was not small, shaking the mountains and fields.

Even outside the mountain gate, those Dao realm powerhouses could also hear his words.

The Heavenly Naruto Sect and the Fearless Golden Body Sect are both opponents of the Mitian Sword Sect, if these two families have the support of the Yuntian Dao Sect, the Mitian Sword Sect will not have a good time whether it is during or after the Battle of the Heavens.

I don't know if the Mitian Sword Sect can come up with something that satisfies the Yuntian Dao Sect and seek refuge.

"Don't worry, the sect master of the Mitian Sword Sect, Han Muye, is even willing to sell the sect's heritage, and this time he will definitely be able to take out enough treasures." Someone outside the mountain gate chuckled and spoke.

The swords in the sword house can be sold, what else is there to be reluctant to give?

"That's right, with this handwriting, maybe you won't blink an eye if you send half of the Sword Cultivation House out."

More people were curious to look at the top of the mountains, wanting to see what price the Heavenly Sword Sect would pay.

Han Muye took the swirling page, and a chuckle flashed on his face.

"Thirty Taoist vessels, 20,000 pieces of Pantian stones, and one copy of all inheritances."

"The price of the Yuntian Dao Gate is not very high......"

There are hidden swords in the sword cultivation house, and there are about 100 swords in total at the Dao weapon level.

This is the essence of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it has been collected for countless thousands of years.

Most of the sword weapons in the Sword Cultivation Mansion themselves are mutilated, or the quality is not very good, and they are all cultivated by countless predecessors of the Heavenly Sword Sect with their own sword bones before they can become Dao weapons.

As soon as the Yuntian Dao Gate opened, there were thirty Dao weapon-level sword weapons, which was to directly hollow out the Sword Cultivation Mansion.

As for the Pantian Stone, the 20,000 Pantian Stone is also to make the Mitian Sword Sect hurt its muscles and bones.

"Sect Master Han, the share in your hand is just the sect's offer."

Fang Langsheng's voice sounded again.

A pale golden page in his hand unfolded, and then he said lightly: "Young Master Yang has an order, the Mitian Sword Sect will send fifteen Dao weapons, 10,000 Pantian stones, fifty copies of cultivation pills, and ten copies of all sword inheritance inheritances." ”

Shaking off the page, Fang Langsheng looked at Han Muye.

"The sect is the sect, and the leader of the battle to conquer the heavens this time is Yang Gongzi, and the things he wants are also very important and cannot be missing."

Speaking of this, Fang Langsheng said with a smile: "Fang Mou ran this trip, and wanted to come to a little hard work to pay for Sect Master Han. ”

As his words fell, a faint evil aura permeated him.

On the square in front of the Sword Cultivation Mansion, the disciples of the Mitian Sword Sect all looked at each other angrily.

But in the face of an Extreme Dao Realm powerhouse, no one has dared to really draw their swords.

However, there were a few people whose eyes narrowed, and there was a murderous aura on their bodies, but they just turned their heads to look at Han Muye, and the aura on their bodies was suppressed again.

Xu Fengran, who was standing in front of Han Muye, and Xu Zhichu, who was also in the Extreme Dao Realm, did not move, why should they do it?

"Young Master Yang, He Chengyang of Yuntian Daomen, this time he is leading the team?" Han Muye shook off the page in his hand and looked at Fang Langsheng.

The pages in his hand burned out in an instant.

"If the Yuntian Dao Sect wants the sword weapon of the Mitian Sword Sect, exchange it for the Pantian Stone."

"If you want to pass it on, just like them, stay and drive for my Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Otherwise, don't talk about it."

No need to talk!

The evil aura in Fang Langsheng's eyes burst out instantly, and a hideous phantom on his body rose into the sky.

In the realm of the Extreme Dao, qi and blood are transformed!

Not far away, the middle-aged man sitting on this plate raised his head, pressed the long sword between his knees with his palm, and clenched the hilt of the sword.

His name is Xu Zhichu.

He had defeated Su Juesheng with one sword before the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect.

(End of chapter)