The Hundred Years of Conquering the Heavens.

For most practitioners, a hundred years is just a snap of the fingers.

However, for a small sect like the Mitian Sword Sect, a hundred years is already extremely long.

A hundred years ago, the elite of the sect left, and participated in the battle of conquering the sky with the sect leader Han Muye.

During the Hundred Years of Conquering the Heavens, the sects of all parties were not allowed to attack each other.

The Yuntian Dao Sect did not directly embarrass the Mitian Sword Sect, but many of the surrounding forces that were suppressed by the Mitian Sword Sect at the beginning deliberately made trouble, so that the strength of the Mitian Sword Sect was compressed a lot.

For a hundred years, the Mitian Sword Sect was only supported by three Dao Breaking Realms.

In the surrounding sects, there are several Dao Exterminator powerhouses, and how these Dao Exterminator powerhouses came to be may only be known to the Yuntian Dao Sect.

Now the Mitian Sword Sect is presiding over the affairs of the sect is Wang Yun, the fifth disciple of Miyue Peak.

Wang Yun of the Dao Breaking Realm is the number one master of the sect and the acting sect master.

In the past hundred years, the sect has struggled to support, and Wang Yun has also aged a lot, and he no longer looks as energetic as he used to be.

On the Yuntian Dao Gate, the square in front of the Mountain Gate, groups of cultivators stood there.

"Sect Master of the Wang Dynasty, what's the matter, still not dead?" A green-robed Daoist looked at Wang Yun and chuckled, "With the strength of your Heavenly Sword Sect, the previous sect master, Han Muye, must have fallen in the Battle of Conquering the Heavens. ”

"That's it, Wang Daoyou, I really don't know why you came." Another white-bearded Taoist shook his head, his eyes showed regret, and looked at the tall mountain gate in front of him, "If you don't come, maybe you can still live." ”

"Hey, the Mitian Sword Sect can be regarded as a long inheritance, which can be traced back to the era of the Thirty-six Sword Sect, but it's a pity." Not far away, a Taoist with a long sword on his back shook his head and whispered.

The others looked at each other, and they were all far away from Wang Yun and those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect behind him.

"Master, has the old man really fallen?"

"Yes, Master, didn't you say that the master cultivated to the heavens and would never fall?"

Behind Wang Yun, several young disciples spoke in low voices, their faces full of fear.

I can't imagine what it would be like if the team of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Battle of Heaven Conquering Heaven all fell.

Wang Yun's face was solemn and he was silent.

He was not reconciled, and he must come and see.

"Hum—"

In the distance, golden light flew in.

That's not a practitioner, it's a streamer that transmits messages.

The streamer flew to the front of the Yuntian Daomen Mountain Gate and was caught by several green-robed Dao people.

These people are all the powerhouses of the Origin Realm of the Yuntian Dao Sect, and the first Daoist is the Yunming Dao people, the sect leader of the Yuntian Dao Sect.

"He Chengyang has fallen!"

Seeing the information in his hand, Yun Mingdao showed a trace of regret on his face.

He Chengyang's father, Elder He Yutang on the side, had a white face.

"Hey, the battle of conquering the sky, any result is normal, Elder He mourns." On the side, a Taoist in a green robe and jade crown whispered to comfort.

He Yutang nodded with a calm face.

I thought that my son would survive the battle to conquer the sky, and even soar into the sky, but I didn't expect it to fall.

Looking at the faces of the other people in the sect, it was obvious that they were mocking.

"The army of my Yuntian Dao Sect has all fallen, but on the contrary, there are people from several other sects who have returned." Yun Ming Dao people held the golden light of communication in their hands, and their faces showed a complicated expression.

Several other elders of the Cloud Heaven Dao Sect were also silent.

After a battle to conquer the heavens, the pattern of heaven and earth in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles will change.

In the future, I am afraid that the Yuntian Dao Gate will not be the overlord.

"Hanyu Michito, congratulations." Yunming Daoist turned his head to look at the cultivator outside the mountain gate in front of him, and spoke softly.

A middle-aged cultivator of the Dao Destroying Realm over there was shocked, and his eyes widened: "Senior Yunming, you, what do you mean by this?" ”

Above the square, there was silence.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged cultivator who spoke.

"Hanyu Daoist, your Zhang Jinmu Daoist of the Floating Spirit Dao Sect has returned from the battlefield of conquering the heavens, and," Yunming Daoist showed a smile on his face, and said softly: "Cultivation is a great advancement, it is already a major repair of the Qiankun Realm!" ”

Qiankun Realm!

The elite of his own sect has returned and become a major repair!

The face of the master of the Floating Spirit Dao Sect named Hanyu showed excitement, and the cultivators behind him were also full of aura, and they almost couldn't control it.

"Boom-"

Far beyond the sky, a flying boat came from afar.

The light on the flying boat is shining, and it is clear that there are strong people staying.

"It's really Zhang Jinmu!"

"Zhang Jinmu of the Floating Spirit Dao Gate, back then, was just a half-step breakthrough, and could only be the elite among the younger generations, but now, he is-"

Countless sighs, everyone watched the flying boat land, and a figure flew down from it.

The middle-aged man in a cyan robe was full of qi and blood, and such a powerful force made people unable to raise their heads.

"Fellow Daoists, after Zhang Jinmu returns to the sect to recuperate, he will go to meet you." Zhang Jinmu arched his hand towards the flying boat.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the county hall." Someone on the boat replied, and then broke through the air.

"Hey, Jin Mu, you should go with them, how can you stay in the sect?" Among the cultivators of the Floating Spirit Dao Gate, an old man in a black robe beat his chest.

"Leave us alone, you have to make friends with those great monks."

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Jinmu with a look of regret.

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Jinmu showed a smile on his face, looked at the old man and said, "What Grandpa said is that after I go back to the sect to repair, I will go to the county government." ”

After speaking, he swept his eyes around, only glanced at Yun Ming Dao and the others who were smiling, and then turned his head and said, "Sect master, grandpa, let's go back to the sect." ”

He raised his hand, and golden streams of light scattered, wrapping them in the cultivators of the Floating Spirit Dao Sect and flying away.

Those cultivators from all walks of life who wanted to step forward and stammer with each other all showed regret on their faces.

Waiting for Zhang Jinmu and the others to leave, many people looked at each other and quietly retreated.

Whoever goes to the Floating Spirit Dao Gate first may be able to get more benefits, at least more opportunities to be reused.

Yun Ming Dao people breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

He flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

The cultivators of the other sects looked at each other, sighed, and left.

It is already rare that this 100,000-mile radius can produce a Qiankun realm.

The cultivators of the other sects who participated in the battle of conquering the heavens should have all fallen.

"Master, let's go, Master, he-" Behind Wang Yun, a young man with a sword on his back whispered.

Wang Yun nodded, his face full of regret.

All the powerhouses of his own Heavenly Sword Sect did not return, and those masters, their own masters, all fell on the battlefield of conquering the sky.

Fortunately, the powerhouse of the Floating Spirit Dao Sect returned, and for a while, the Yuntian Dao Sect did not have the energy to deal with its own Heavenly Sword Sect.

It's just that in the future, will the Mitian Sword Sect really be able to support it?

"Hum—"

Above the sky, a streamer of light flew in.

Sword light!

In front of the mountain gate of the Cloud Heaven Dao Gate, all the cultivators who had not yet left all raised their heads.

Could it be someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect?

"Whoa—"

The sword light flew down, and a sword-carrying man wearing a cyan Dao robe landed there.

"Liao Qingfeng, it's you!" Yun Ming Dao people's eyes widened.

"It's Liao Qingfeng's senior, the only Origin Realm Sword Dao senior who can compete with the Yuntian Dao Sect back then!"

In front of the gate of Yuntian Daomen Mountain, there was an exclamation.

At this time, the aura on Liao Qingfeng's body was more dignified than that of Zhang Jinmu of the previous Floating Spirit Dao Gate.

At least it's also in the middle and late stages of the Qiankun Realm!

Sword cultivation in this realm can sweep 100,000 miles!

In front of the Yuntian Dao Gate, they could only bow their heads!

Wang Yun shook his head regretfully.

I thought it would be someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect, but I was too extravagant.

"Are you Wang Yun?"

"The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

At this moment, Liao Qingfeng's voice sounded.