At the foot of Mt. Ci, the one-month deadline has arrived, and all the monks outside can feel the abnormal movement in the land of the sword mound, knowing that the gate of the sword mound has come.

Most of the nearly 100 Jindan monks had solemn expressions, looking at the shattered soul jade all over the ground, and there was anger in their eyes. More than 6,000 Honghuang monks fell in the land of the Sword Shrine, and these sects suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, not long after Juque was born, the killing had gradually stopped.

And the faces of the two Immortal Island Jindan monks were pale, and the two of them counted less than ten complete soul jade pieces in their palms, and they had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

The Scarface Monk said in a cold voice: "A thousand or so clansmen, all the troops were wiped out, and there were less than ten people left, if this revenge is not avenged, where is the majesty of the Immortal Island!"

The bald monk's eyes were dignified, and he looked around at the Jindan monks of the other sects around him, and said in a deep voice: "If I know which sect participated in the killing of my Xiandao clansmen, I will definitely pay it back tenfold!"

"I think this matter is out of our ability, and being able to kill all the people in Song Xia's team is definitely not something that a cultivator from a sect can do. I speculate that it was the Honghuang monks in it who united to cause this consequence. I have already sent a message to Senior Brother Song, he is a Jindan Consummation Monk, and he has cultivated the Jindan Vision, and when he comes here, he will definitely be able to wipe out this group of Jindan!"

The bald monk nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Song knows that his son Song Xia almost fell, and he will not sit idly by. Once the monks inside come out, we only need to drag them down, and wait for Senior Brother Song to suppress the group cultivators. ”

The scar-faced monk smiled grimly: "At that time, the giant sword will still belong to my Immortal Island! Wait for Senior Brother Song to kill all these monks here, and let the monks of the flood desolation know the methods of my Immortal Island! In the future, when you meet my Immortal Island monk, you must retreat, otherwise you will be killed!"

These two Immortal Island monks didn't know that the more than 1,000 Immortal Island monks inside were all killed by a little-known little foundation building monk. All the monks outside saw the abnormality of this famous sword dispute, and they didn't know the situation inside, they only knew that most of the disciples of the sect had fallen, and they couldn't help but be secretly anxious, and they contacted the seniors of the sect one after another to ask for support.

Today's situation has detached itself from its original trajectory and is gradually moving out of control.

Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yi stood side by side, and the latter gradually felt a little weird, and said in a low voice: "The situation is not good. ”

Mu Xiaoyou didn't care, she knew Lin Yi's ability, even if she couldn't win the Juque Sword, she would never fall inside.

Mu Xiaoyou's eyes were full of smiles, and he said coquettishly: "It's okay, with my brother here, these Jindan monks are not enough, you are a consummation monk who has cultivated the Jindan vision." Moreover, your cultivation of that golden pill vision was famous all over the world in the primeval era, and the sacrifice of the vision is enough to settle these little golden pills, hehe. ”

Mu Yi had a hint of solemnity between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that simple, this time there are too many monks who have fallen in the Land of Sword Shrines, and it is not good that some strong beings will be involved." ”

Mu Xiaoyou knew that his brother's "nature" was calm and would never speculate nonsense, but he was still suspicious: "Although every time a famous sword was born before, there would be a bloody storm, but only fifty years ago, when the pure Jun sword was born, the Gongsun royal family sent the Yuanying Great Monk to suppress the group cultivation and take away the pure Jun sword in one fell swoop. Could it be that there will also be a Grand Monk this time?"

"It's hard to say, after all, the situation in the Land of the Sword Shrine, except for the monks inside, no one knows. But I feel like the situation is getting a little out of control. You must know that now that the flood is ushering in the golden world, geniuses from all walks of life are emerging in endlessly, but it is also an eventful autumn, and the **** will rise. Since the Gongsun Imperial Family broke the rules fifty years ago and sent the Yuanying Great Monk to snatch the sword, this time there may not be any sects to follow suit. Mu Yi frowned tightly and said slowly.

When Mu Xiaoyou heard this, he was a little flustered, and in a hurry, he tightly pulled Mu Yi's arm and said, "Brother, what should I do, call my father." ”

Mu Yi glanced at Mu Xiaoyou in surprise, this was the first time he had seen his sister care about a monk so much since returning from the Land of Gods and Demons.

Mu Yi watched Mu Xiaoyou grow up, knew this sister very well, and asked in a low voice: "Little sister, you sue me, who is that Mu Qing inside?"

The wooden demon was weak for a while, his eyes rolled slightly, and he muttered: "It's someone's life-saving benefactor, I, I don't know much about him." Heck, it's always right to help him. ”

When Mu Yi saw her like this, where would he believe it, he chuckled, and no longer asked.

Mu Xiaoyou urged unrelentingly: "Brother, call Daddy quickly, I haven't seen him for a long time, I think about it." ”

Mu Yi said with a smile: "Little sister, you miss your father, why didn't you go back to the clan for more than a year?"

"Didn't I find time...... Mu Xiaoyou's eyes dodged, his head was twisted at the corner of his clothes, and he pouted and whispered.

Mu Yi smiled dumbly and said: "Who will believe your lies, and besides, the situation is still unclear now, so I will drag my father here, if you run for nothing, see how your father will clean you up when he goes back." ”

"How can it be for nothing, Daddy can see his baby daughter, others can't see it. The Wood Demon argued.

Mu Yi glanced at Mu Xiaoyou dotingly, and smiled silently.

Since Lin Yi's disappearance, Mu Xiaoyou's whole person has lost her smile and is depressed, and now it is rare for her to put her mind elsewhere, and Mu Yi is also a little comforted in her heart. Although he knew that a battle would inevitably break out in the land of the Sword Shrine, he still did not hesitate to rush over as soon as possible.

At this moment, at the top of Mt. Cishan, the Blood Sword Trace erupted into a violent tremor, and the surrounding aura became violent again.

The monks stopped talking, looked sideways, and focused all their attention on the Blood Sword Scar.

This moment has finally come, and the monks inside are about to return to the Flood Wilderness!

All doubts and confusions will be explained, and all the things that happen in the land of the sword mound will also be made public.

It didn't take long for a large number of monks to suddenly pour out from within the Blood Sword Scar, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the crowd was crowded, and they all returned to the predecessors of their respective sects.

These monks were all Honghuang monks, and there were about 2,000 of them.

Immediately behind these monks, the figures of less than ten Immortal Island monks slowly emerged in the void. One of the monks had just come out of the scar of the blood sword, and suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were gray, his body fell weakly, his vitality dissipated, and he fell on the spot.

Many Jindan monks could see it clearly, and the moment the immortal island monk came out, a blue light burst out from the blood sword trace, penetrating the monk's eyebrows, and killing him with one move!

"Who is the rat, you dare!"

Those two Immortal Island monks were too far away to help them at all. Seeing one of their clansmen being killed, the two of them were furious and roared.

There were only seven monks from Xiandao who survived, and each monk's eyes showed endless fear and horror, and they fled from the blood sword as if desperately.

Mu Yi's eyes froze, and he secretly exclaimed. Immortal Island monks entered nearly a thousand people, but I didn't expect that only seven people came out alive, how could these immortal island monks give up.

At this moment, a white dot suddenly appeared in the center of the Blood Sword Scar, gradually expanding.

Out of it came a delicate-faced and elegant monk, dressed in a white "colored" robe, clean and clean, his eyes were bright and deep, like bright stars in the night sky, and his black hair danced in the wind, and the whole person exuded an elegant and dusty demeanor.