ps:Dao Lu apologizes.,The day before yesterday, the chapter name was wrong.,When I wore 621 chapters yesterday.,I saw that it was still 619.,I thought the 620 the day before yesterday didn't pass it.,So I passed it up again.,I found out later.,It's two 619.,I'm sorry for my mistake.。

Bang!

The old man of Shura cast the sea of blood, and the blood sea warriors swarmed out, and Ning Wujian turned into a divine wolf, but between heaven and earth, an even more terrifying aura came from the direction of the Heavenly Domain of the Southern Ganbu Prefecture.

Along with this breath came a terrifying force, the attack of the old Shura, imprisoned in the sky.

"Master!" the old man Shura was shocked, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Let him go!"

A voice seemed to cross the desolation and antiquity, with endless vicissitudes, and fell on the ears of the old man Shura.

Ning Wujian felt a boundless force enveloping him, that force was vast and boundless, if he was compared to a river, then the power emitted by the mysterious person was the sea!

I was horrified in my heart, Nanbu Prefecture can be blatantly unified, with such a person in charge, who are you afraid of?

Moreover, who can make the old man Shura the "master"?

Although that person didn't make a move, Ning Wuqian had a little guess in his heart, but why did he want to let himself go?

"Yes, master!" The old man Shura did not dare to resist at all, the sea of blood disappeared, and the thousand-foot body also turned into an eight-foot body again, and his breath hibernated.

And that ubiquitous power also disappeared completely after the old man Shura agreed, as if it had never appeared.

"Junior, since there is an order from the master, then you should leave quickly, it is not easy to cultivate to this point, but there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, don't be too conceited!" The old man Shura didn't know why the one wanted to save Ning Wujian, but he understood it in his heart. I don't have the strength to disobey at all.

Moreover, as a Shura clan, although he loves to kill, he also respects the strong extremely much, and Ning Wujian has no vicissitudes of life, which means that he is not very old, for him, no more than ten thousand years old, he is like a child, and he can cultivate to such a realm. In their time, they were also geniuses who would speak out to warn.

Ning Wujian also withdrew his incarnation, looked at the old Shura old man whose attitude had changed greatly because of one sentence, and smiled faintly, "The victory or defeat is still unknown!"

The old man Shura narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly, this kid. Is it too conceited, or, but, just now, it was really from the purple wolf. I felt a terrible aura.

"Don't get an inch, it's not good for you to be the enemy of this sect!"

"Haluha, this king has no intention of becoming an enemy of you. This time, it was only because of a friend's last wish, actually. This king is also afraid of trouble. People respect me, I respect people, and vice versa!"

"Returning to the Soul, since the Mountain Domain Sect Master is dead, then you will be the Mountain Domain Sect Master from now on, this is the token and this sect exercise, which will be of great help to your cultivation of the Yin Soul Dao!" The Shura old man ignored Ning Wuji, casually threw out a token, as well as a few pitch-black ancient books, and flew towards the Soul Returning to Wan Jian's side.

Returning to the soul of his subordinates tokens and books, the old man Shura snorted coldly and flew away with his subordinates.

The surroundings of Jiuhua Mountain suddenly quieted down, and as far as the eye could see, Jiuhua Mountain had been destroyed, leaving only a ruin, the mountain range was broken, and the magma leaked.

Ning Wujian put away the coffin of the Tamarin King and looked at the Returning Soul and Ten Thousand Swords.

"Jie Ji, to be able to draw with the third patrol envoy is really powerful, the coming day will be long, and there will be a period in the future!" Gui Soul Yin smiled and slowly disappeared.

Ning Wuqian looked at Wan Jian, this young man with a hint of sickness on his face, Ning Wuqian knew, when he was in Yicheng, Zhao Kingdom, Dongsheng Shenzhou, there was a young man who would challenge Ning Wujian every time, called Yi Yun!

He once swore that he would challenge the sword immortal Lu Dongbin and defeat him in swordsmanship!

It's a pity that Lu Dongbin obviously didn't take such a nether cultivator to heart, so naturally he didn't come out to fight, and after that, he traveled all the way south and came to Nanganbu Prefecture to sharpen his kendo.

On Jiuhua Mountain, he challenged Ning Wuji, obviously, in the past few years, he has fought hard in the mountain domain, and he has made rapid progress in the way of the sword, and he is a true immortal, and he has a strength that far exceeds his own cultivation.

However, compared to Ning Wuji, his progress was still too small, and he failed in one move.

"Sharpening the way of the sword, it hurt the root?" looked at the sickly look on Yi Yun's face, and said lightly.

"En!"|Yi Yun nodded, a little embarrassed.

He once boasted of being a genius, and was accepted as a registered disciple by Lu Dongbin, and he was proud of it, but later he learned that this so-called disciple was only accepted by the sword cultivators of the Pure Yang Sect under the slogan of Pure Yangzi.

And Lu Dongbin received so many registered disciples, he had already forgotten him, and then, he was defeated by Ning Wuji, unwillingly, he released a bold statement to defeat Lu Dongbin, for more than 100 years, traveling around, has smoothed out his edges and corners a lot, but his arrogance has not been thrown away.

Facing Ning Wuji, Yi Yun didn't know what Lu Dao was going to say, although Ning Wuqian guided him to cultivate, which could be regarded as his real teacher, and he also admitted in his heart that he could not have today without the help that Ning Wuqian gave him in Yi Cheng, but the arrogance in his heart was still difficult for him to bow down to a person who had repeatedly defeated him.

It is with this arrogance that he was able to go further and further in the way of the sword, and with this belief in not admitting defeat, he has cultivated to this day.

Ning Wujian is also a person who has come over, and can understand Yi Yun's mood, but it is one thing not to admit defeat, but it is another thing to hurt his body, and a little green light appeared in his hand, containing rich vitality, and he did not enter Yi Yun's body.

Yi Yun's pale face was a little more ruddy.

"Killing Kendo, although it is powerful, it is too heavy on the body, and it hurts the heavens and the peace, so it is best not to learn it. Ning Wuqian said lightly.

He still admires Yi Yun very much, after so many years of cultivation, he has to accept a few disciples, Zhao Wan'er and Xing Gong are official disciples, and Yi Yun and Xiao Luo are registered disciples. In terms of appearance, there is no doubt that the criminal party of the remnants of the Wu clan is the largest, but in terms of perseverance, the one who can go the farthest on the road is Yi Yun, Yi Yun is obsessed with the way of the sword, perseverance, and his talent is also good.

The criminal party is very strong, but compared with Yi Yun, there is less infatuation. As for Xiao Luo and Zhao Wan'er, they don't have much talent in cultivation, but they specialize in the art industry, and they are much stronger than these two in other aspects.

Yi Yun didn't know that Lu Dao Ning Wuqian was comparing him with several other people, and felt that some injuries in his body had been healed, and he was even more embarrassed, so he saluted and said, "Thank you......

The word "Master", Yi Yun was still a little difficult to speak, Ning Wuqian smiled, he didn't care about these vain, and said, "Now your sword has reached a bottleneck, right? It's useless for you to kill people again!"

Hearing Ning Wuqian talk about his sword path, Yi Yun suddenly became serious and looked at Ning Wuji.

If he didn't have this attitude, he wouldn't have gone so far on this road.

"I've seen Lu Dongbin's sword, in fact, if you want me to say, your sword is almost there, but if you want to challenge him, it is still a little difficult, and I hope that Lu Dongbin is just a hurdle in your kendancing, and your goal is not only Lu Dongbin, but also to go further, so as not to waste your talent!"

Yi Yun listened humbly, Ning Wuji's strength, he had already seen it, and it was never a problem to guide him. In the past few years, he has cultivated by himself, just by groping on his own, with no one to guide him, and his injuries are caused by a cultivation frenzy.

"Let's go, this place is no longer suitable for you, but it will ruin you. Ning Wuqian said, "I can make your sword one step closer!"

Yi Yun was slightly startled when he heard Ning Wuji's words, Nanbu Prefecture and Xiniu Hezhou are relatively far away, but some news is still circulating, and now Ning Wuji, in the Three Realms, still has some right to speak, and he can't lie to him.

However, his family knows his own affairs, and his sword path has come to an end, and it is too difficult to go further, and Ning Wujian will not fail to see it.

"If I can say it, I can naturally do it!" Ning Wujian smiled.

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Yi Yun bowed.

......

The Heavenly Domain, built with piles of white bones, became a huge palace, and the old man Shura returned to the outside of the white bone palace with a few gods.

"Master!"

The old man of Shura knelt down respectfully, and the few people behind him had already crawled to the ground.

"Well, he's gone?" a voice came from inside the hall.

"Left, but, master, why ......" the old man Shura wondered in his heart.

"How could you let him go? Night, things that shouldn't be asked, don't ask, go down, pay attention to Xiangliu!"

The old man didn't dare to say more, "Yes, master!"

When the old Shura outside the hall left, the voice sounded in the main hall, "How is it?

"Ha, satisfied, satisfied, you know that Xiao Ming is the most reliable in doing things!"

"I'm not the little styx, I'm the Styx!" In the hall, some frantic voices sounded.

"But, is there a difference?" the milky voice asked rhetorically, "Jiuling, do you say there is a difference?" Styx, Little Styx, Little River, Little Styx...... It's still a good sound!"

......

Ning Wuqian didn't know what to do, he was able to get out safely, and there was the help of the old people behind him.

After the old man Shura left, Ning Wujian also took the corpses of Yi Yun and the Tamarin King Yu and prepared to embark on the return journey.

To return to Xiniuhezhou, you need to cross the South China Sea and the West Sea, the road is far away, and the danger is no less than crossing the West Sea.

On this day, on an auspicious cloud, Ning Wuqian treated Yi Yun's secret injuries in his body, this kind of injury was obtained by Yi Yun fighting again and again, the more he went to the back, the greater the damage to his body, and it was also the reason why Yi Yun was unable to break through.

Moreover, the injury of going mad and falling into the devil also hurt Yi Yun's roots, even Ning Wuqian could not be cured, so he could only return to Black Wind Mountain and wait for Ling Xuzi to refine the Divine Pill.

For cultivators, it hurts to the root, that is, the potential is cut off, and there is no way forward, which is why Yi Yun was surprised to hear that Ning Wuqian could make him go further.

Yi Yun continued to recuperate, and with Ning Wuji's guidance, his cultivation, years of precipitation, was solved at this time, and finally there was some growth. (To be continued......)