Jian Jingtian held the holy sword of the sect, and with one word, he immediately overwhelmed the three Jueming Great Sages.
No matter his cultivation base, sword intent or Taixuan sword canon, he is a grade higher than Mu Xuankong.
Without the holy sword of the sect and the decree of heavenly authority, there is a big gap in strength compared to any headmaster of the Holy Land.
But right now, the holy sword of the sect is in hand, and the infusion of majestic earth energy gives him the capital to contend with the three of them, and even the sword’s power is overwhelming.
The Great Sage Jueming, the Great Sage Tianyao, and the Great Sage Wuxuan frowned, all of them looked quite dignified, and they did not rush forward in a hurry.
In the sky above Chixiao Peak, the mysterious monster clan sage and the Cangmang sage joined forces, and finally managed to barely block the mighty sage Fuguang.
The Great Sage Fuguang at this time is too terrifying. He has the Wuchan Saint Cloth to master the eternal holy way, and the Emperor Dragon Token in his hand.
The phantom of the purple-gold dragon flying out of the Dilong Token is the real soul of the dragon, and the power of the dragon makes people tremble with fear.
“This guy is menacing, avoid his edge first, and don’t get entangled with him. The Great Sage Fuguang has the eternal holy way, and sooner or later he will suppress the Great Sage Cangmang and this man with a bamboo hat. He must become stronger as we fight. He just has to deal with it.”
The Great Sage Jue Ming secretly transmitted his voice.
Both Tianyao and Wuxuan seemed quite surprised, this Jueming Great Sage is the boss of the Seven Sages of Montenegro, and in terms of means and background, he is much stronger than their two great masters.
The only uncertain thing is whether he has mastered the eternal holy way.
It is unbelievable that such a powerful person should be so cautious.
But he was right.
The monks in the holy realm who master the eternal holy way can easily fight across realms, and it is easy to crush those in the same realm.
What’s more, the great sage Fuguang has a profound cultivation base, and he is the undead sage who has the best chance of becoming an emperor among the few. As long as he has enough confidence, he can prepare to cross the catastrophe at any time.
The reason why they are unable to take down the other party for the time being is that the Great Sage of the Vast and the Great Sage of the Monster Race are not idle people.
It is only a matter of time before it is really won.
“That’s it.”
Tianyao and Wuxuan agreed immediately.
Jian Jingtian saw the three people whose expressions had not changed, and thought something was wrong in his heart.
Under such provocation, the three of them were still as immovable as a mountain, fearing death, they made up their mind not to fight hard with him.
Under such circumstances, he really has nothing to do with the other party.
“The so-called headmaster of the holy land is nothing more than that, if you can’t wait, I will come!”
Jian Jingtian snorted coldly, raised his sword and took the initiative to kill.
He first approached the Great Sage Tianyao, who was the head teacher of the Tianyan Sect, and also a long-established sword master, whose sword intent was also at the peak of the seventh rank.
Boom!
The moment the sword touched, the great sage Tianyao was immediately sent flying, with astonishment in his eyes.
He is also holding the holy sword of the sect, and the eight holy swords hang upside down behind Jian Jingtian. The power of the sword array is several times stronger than that of Mu Xuankong.
This is too exaggerated!
No wonder Jue Ming wants to deal with him, I’m afraid he has already seen the clue.
The sword in front of him is shocking, if he chooses to fight him head-on, he may not be able to withstand it even if he is immortal.
Come on!
Jian Jingtian repelled Tianyao and Wu Xuan with a single face-to-face encounter, and only the Great Sage Jueming blocked his frontal blow.
But the old monster smiled coldly, his figure flickered, and he was hidden in the ghost blood prison he had evolved, transforming into a huge phantom ghost.
Cleverly avoiding the frightening sword intent of Jian Tian, the real body changes so much that it is hard to find.
Obviously his cultivation base is profound and his strength is strong, but he does not choose to fight Jian Jingtian.
Combined with the dealings of the other two masters, Jian Jingtian had nowhere to vent his sword power. He wanted to go to heaven to fight Fu Guang, but was held back by Jue Ming.
It can be said that it is extremely aggrieved!
“This group of people is a thousand-year-old spirit. If this continues until the earth’s energy weakens, Brother Jian will be in trouble.”
Mu Xuankong, who was being healed by Feng Yu, frowned, and his expression was not optimistic.
Feng Yu also noticed that after all, Xuantianzong had a lot of people, and Jianzong’s top combat power was too few after all.
Sure enough, half an hour later.
A loud noise broke out, but Danxiao Peak, one of the seven main peaks of Jianzong, broke.
The majestic and majestic mountain peak was cut off by the roots, and the great sage stationed here could not hold on after all.
Boom!
After the mountain peak collapsed, an unimaginably vast amount of holy energy spewed out from below, and the holy energy condensed into colorful rain, falling non-stop.
Mu Xuankong’s flesh hurts unceasingly, this is all the background of Jianzong!
When the three of Jueming saw this, their morale increased greatly, and there were smiles on their faces.
Jianzong is indeed difficult to chew, but as long as he chews slowly, the holy vein will be broken sooner or later.
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Tianxiang Shenshan.
The most mysterious and supreme holy land in the Kunlun world is shrouded in misty clouds and mist.
Compared with the turmoil of the outside world, this place is like a fairyland on earth, with colorful clouds floating, holy beasts running around, and spiritual birds flying freely.
Among the majestic and towering mountains, on a clean mountainside dojo, an ancient teleportation array is built in the center.
The place is quite deserted, only a frosty woman is playing the piano.
The sound of her piano is like the sound of heaven, echoing in the empty valley, causing a hundred birds to sing together.
Her appearance is unparalleled in the world, without any flaws in the facial features, revealing a cold and noble meaning.
This person is none other than Tianxiang Elder Mu Xueling!
Buzz!
Suddenly, the strings in Mu Xueling’s hand trembled, and then broke directly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
But the lingering sound is endless, and the birds are circling and flying, lingering and lingering, unwilling to leave for a long time.
There were even many mysterious birds that landed on Mu Xueling’s body, and the bold ones were still standing on her shoulders.
Mu Xueling didn’t care about this, he only looked at the teleportation array in the center of the platform, and said softly: “Are you here?”
Since Tianxiang received a cross-boundary message from Ziyuan Sword Master, she has been guarding here. Now that the strings of the zither are broken for no reason, I am afraid that that person is coming.
Boom!
The Taoist platform vibrated, the teleportation array burst into light, and a beam of light shot up into the sky, disturbing the Tianxiang Mountains.
When the light dissipated, a handsome young swordsman with a face like a crown jade was looking around in a daze.
Needless to say, the person who came was none other than Lin Yun, the buried playboy.
After finishing his training in the Qingkong Realm, he finally returned to Kunlun with the instructions of the Sword Master Ziyuan.
Is this Tianxiang?
Lin Yun was very curious. This mysterious heavenly fragrance shrine was always shrouded in a layer of fog, making it impossible for everyone to see clearly.
But Kunlun, no matter what kind of power they are, dare not disrespect Tianxiang, they have mysterious and terrifying strength.
“Holy Elder!”
Lin Yun swept his eyes and soon found Mu Xueling.
He walked towards the other party quickly with a smile, cupped his hands and said: “I have seen the holy elders, and when I return to Kunlun, I can see the old man at the first sight. It is really gratifying.”
His current level of cultivation is comparable to that of the opponent, or even higher than that of the opponent, but Lin Yun still habitually calls him the Holy Elder.
Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun, the other party’s cultivation was unfathomable, and the rules of the holy way surging around him were even more frightening.
It is not what it used to be, Lin Yun’s strength may have reached the point where even she can’t resist.
But those clear eyes were vaguely the same, and the expression of joy on his face was not artificial at all, it was natural and sincere.
“Dare to ask how is the situation of Jianzong?”
“How is Vivi?”
The two spoke almost simultaneously and asked each other questions.
Lin Yun was stunned, and said with a smile: “Then let me tell you first, Weiwei has worshiped the ancestor of Tianhuang God as her teacher, and now she is retreating in the ancestral hall, so there is no need for the elders to worry.”
Mu Xueling felt at ease, and then said with a little guilt: “Jianzong’s situation is probably quite bad. I have repaired your Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella for you. According to the order of Sword Master Ziyuan, The reincarnation pattern he left here will also be handed over to you.”
“Follow me to the Temple of Heavenly Fragrance to meet the Lord, let’s talk as we walk.”
Reincarnation pattern?
Zi Yuan Sword Master actually left the Divine Rune of Reincarnation on Tianxiang Mountain, which surprised Lin Yun.
However, if you think about it, if you choose to keep one of the seven supreme gods, the Sword Master Ziyuan will definitely choose the reincarnation god.
If you don’t master the holy way of reincarnation, you can’t control the divine pattern of reincarnation.
Plop plop!
Lin Yun’s heart was beating wildly, and the funeral was very excited.
After arriving at Tianxiang Mountain, the burial flowers have changed, as if Tianxiang is old with him.
In the beginning, Lin Yun didn’t care about it, he just suppressed the restlessness and concentrated on listening to the information about Jianzong.
But as the distance gets closer, the restlessness of the funeral has become a little uncontrollable.
“What’s wrong?”
Mu Xueling saw the clue, stopped and asked.
Lin Yun did not hide anything. He looked at the Tianxiang Temple on the mountain in the distance, and said: “It’s really strange. After approaching this temple, my sword is very restless. It’s not a big problem. Maybe there is some cause and effect. Wait. I will ask the Holy Master when I see him, and ask the Holy Elder to continue talking about Jianzong.”
Seeing this, Mu Xueling didn’t ask any more questions.
Listening to Mu Xueling’s narration, Lin Yun’s face was solemn, but he was quietly relieved.
Before he came, he had thought of the worst ending, that is, when he came to Kunlun, not only the sword sect would be destroyed, but the master would also fail to cross the tribulation.
Although the current situation is bad, it is not the worst.
Wait for me!
Lin Yun’s eyes flashed a sharp edge, his right fist was clenched tightly, and his expression was extremely stern.
He is in a hurry now, but he still has to hold back his emotions.
Whether it is the Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella or the Divine Rune of Reincarnation, they can greatly improve their strength, especially the latter.
There is also restlessness about burying flowers, so I have to ask carefully.
Lin Yun suddenly smiled and said, “Elder Sheng, let me take you with me.”
The Temple of Heavenly Fragrance looks very close, but it is quite a distance away when we walk. Lin Yun originally wanted to take care of Mu Xueling, but she couldn’t increase her speed, so she had to take the initiative.
Amidst Mu Xueling’s exclamation, Lin Yun grabbed the latter’s shoulder and drove like lightning all the way, the surrounding space constantly changing and distorting.
Mu Xueling was extremely shocked, not only did she feel that the space was changing rapidly, but even the time was slightly speeding up.
Control time and space?
How is this possible?
Mu Xueling’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but look at Lin Yun in shock, looking at the smile on the other side, she was full of puzzlement.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived in front of the Tianxiang Temple, and Mu Xueling was still in a daze after landing.
In her field of vision, the space in front of her was as blurry as rain and clouds, but soon these pictures gradually became clear.
It seems that at this moment, space and time are completely stabilized.
Mu Xueling’s vision is quite wide, and there are many ancient books of Tianxiang. She quickly thought of a certain possibility, which is the method of the holy way of reincarnation.
And you have to cultivate to a very high level to have such a mystery.
It is unimaginable that all this will happen to Lin Yun, he is only twenty-eight years old now.
How old was Ziyuan when she reached this state?
“Yaoguang disciple Lin Yun, come to pay homage to Holy Master Tianxiang!”
Lin Yun didn’t know what Mu Xueling was thinking~Soverse.com~ He bowed his hands at the gate of the palace and raised his voice.
Dangling!
The ancient gate opened, and the Holy Master Tianxiang came out from it. It was a woman wearing a tulle, and there was no sorrow, joy, anger, or any lingering cause and effect.
Lin Yun was quite shocked. The feeling given to him by the Holy Lord of Tianxiang was much more mysterious than that of the Ziyuan Sword Saint.
Clang!
But before he stepped forward to speak, the Buried Flower Sword couldn’t bear it any longer, and flew out from his heart, heading towards the back of the temple at high speed.
At this moment, both Lin Yun and Mu Xueling were quite surprised, and even the Holy Master Tianxiang had a strange look in his eyes.
“Is this the Southern Emperor Saber?”
Sacred Lord Tianxiang said.
Lin Yun came back to his senses and nodded.