The sword altar of the Three Sects is located in the Optimus Bamboo Forest at the peak of the sky.

I don't know how many spring and autumn rings of the spring and autumn rings of the bamboo cover the sky, the forest has already fallen full of bamboo leaves that change the seasons and are no longer sharp, people step on the feet, the thickness has a kind of unrealistic, as if stepping on the void.

"It turns out that the so-called sword altar is to lay down a huge sword array in the wild battlefield Qingtian Bamboo Forest, which is most in line with reality, to control the aftermath generated when the two sides fight. Here, to put it bluntly, is a natural place of trial. ”

Feeling the power of the four-sided sword array flag buried in the north, south, west and east, red, blue, black and white, and the power of the control of the harsh environment inside the flag, Chu Muyun nodded secretly.

The duels of the sorcerers are rarely as artificially created as the small sword arena, but they are only stronger than the others. Most of them are in a state of fighting like life and death.

Since you want to be strong, you can't blindly participate in any formal competition under the protection of the sect, so that although you can improve your actual combat experience, you will undoubtedly lose the experience of surviving in actual combat.

And the real sword altar set up by the three sects in front of him has perfected this. They used the formation to fuse all kinds of harsh combat environments in reality, and used it to stimulate the disciples of the three sects in the sword altar, who hid their potential to survive when faced with life and death.

This is the real place of trial.

"The background of the three major sword sects is indeed unexpected, I didn't expect to see the three true kings of the Mixed Yuan Realm here!"

Chu Muyun was coming out of her mind, and the half-city red silk had come to her side at some point, she just casually glanced at the three sword sect elders who were guarding the direction of the three sword formations and presiding over the three sects of the sword, and she could see their cultivation.

Chu Muyun also looked at the red silk in the middle of the city, and saw that in the north, south, and east of the sword array, there was a spacious dao platform, and on each dao platform, there were three old men with vicissitudes of life sitting cross-legged and wearing sword robes.

The divine sense cautiously swept over the nine old men, and found that on average, among the three elders of each Sword Sect, there was a Mixed Yuan King who had cultivated beyond the Cave Heaven Realm. And the cultivation of the rest of the elders has also entered the middle and late stages of the Cave Heaven Realm.

"The strength of the three major sword sects is so amazing. ”

Looking at the one in the Imperial Sword Sect, there was a faint light of mixed yuan behind him, setting off the whole person as a little sacred, and a little empty familiar old man, Chu Muyun sighed deeply.

After Qingyun changed the list, he had heard that the old master of the Murong family had ended a ten-year-long retreat, successfully broke through the bottleneck that had plagued him for many years at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm, and broke through the realm to rank among the kings of the Mixed Yuan Realm, becoming the first powerhouse to be truly crowned king among the ancient people of Loulan at present.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

Although Chu Muyun only had memories of his childhood when he was a child, the head of the Murong family who had become friends with his father, and he hadn't seen him for many years, he still recognized it at first sight.

After the divine sense stopped for a moment on the nine elders of the Three Great Sword Sects, Chu Muyun shifted his attention to the more than ten core disciples who were sitting cross-legged under the Dao platform where the Imperial Sword Sect was located.

He saw Jiang Yusheng's figure, he hadn't seen him for a few months, it seemed that the other party's cultivation had also stabilized in the Inscription Realm, and it might be because of this that he obtained the qualification to be the core disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect.

The promotion of status is a good thing, but looking at Jiang Yusheng's expression, it doesn't seem to be much calm and happy, on the contrary, it is a kind of suppressed coldness, like a long sword buried deep in the sea, and the edge can't break through the shackles and see the light of day.

On Jiang Yusheng's right hand, Chu Muyun probed nine people in a row, without exception, the strength of the core disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect was the weakest in the early stage of the Inscription Realm. Even the two core disciples at the front, who were about twenty years old, concluded from the light of Tianyuan that emanated from between their eyebrows that these two should be the two people with the deepest realm cultivation among the core disciples.

More than half of the Vipassana Divine Tattoo is estimated to have a slight success for the talent Xuanyuan Technique above the spirit bones.

It's just that......

"Why don't you see Murong Yunsheng, what about the white phoenix who is swimming in the clouds and looking down on the common people?" said Bancheng Hongxuan in surprise abruptly.

"Indeed, the Three Sects on Swords is a grand event of exchange between the three major sword sects, why is there only Murong Yunsheng?"

Chu Muyun also thought so.

Of course, he didn't want to see Murong Yunsheng's true face, from the sixteen-character letter written by her handwriting, and from the word 'Hugh' dropped from his sharp and free stroke, the name Chu Muyun and Murong Yunsheng can be said to have no connection or involvement.

If there is really such a pitiful relationship, it is maintained by that volume of Qingyun list, and it is only the top of the Qingyun list for two terms.

"It's not like I'm deliberately avoiding you, right? As the top of the Qingyun list, I have to say that you are really a failure, and you can't even handle a woman. Bancheng Hongxuan turned his face, and his eyes showed a hint of a smile in his charming and ghostly eyes.

Chu Muyun looked at her, remembering the helpless tricky feeling of the red silk girl, and retorted: "It's really a failure, and now there is another ......."

There are words in the words of unintentional mistakes, and what is omitted at the end is naturally 'another woman who can't be handled'.

blurted out, Chu Muyun realized that something was wrong and slightly embarrassed, so he took a few steps forward and found a place next to the Qingtian Bamboo with less crowds, leaned on, and looked at the field.

The red silk of Bancheng behind him, and the pretty face also showed a touch of crimson that Chu Muyun had never noticed. However, she quickly recovered as before, looking at Chu Muyun's back, she followed closely......

The strange thing is that since Chu Muyun followed the swarming team into this Heavenly Bamboo Forest, the Three Sects of the Sword seemed to be a sign that they had not yet mingled gold, otherwise why had it been so long and no one had staged a wonderful duel?

"Hasn't it really started yet?" Chu Muyun was suspicious in his heart.

He looked at the center of the sword array, a core disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect standing with a sword in his hand.

The man's face was full of undisguised disdain, the ridicule in the corners of his eyes, the contempt in the corners of his mouth, and his every move was deliberately magnifying the emotions in his heart. It seems that more than a dozen core disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect are not in their eyes.

The night sword attendant, who ranks second among the four major sword attendants of the Tibetan Sword Sect, gives people the feeling of arrogance in the sword formation.

However, the moment he spoke, Chu Muyun suddenly realized that that that kind of posture was not called arrogance, it was called looking down on righteous words.

"The Imperial Sword Sect, known as the head of the three major sword sects, is really disappointing. The so-called core disciples, but Er'er, more than ten people here took turns to fight, and no one could win the sword in my hand...... It seems that apart from Murong Yunsheng, there is no successor to the Imperial Sword Sect!"