Text_The first thousand two hundred and ninety-six chapters（1/2）
The power of a single sword strike is mind-blowing.
However, although the realm of the three of them has not improved, their strength has risen by leaps and bounds.
Nowadays, the three people who are fourth-level true immortals can completely kill those geniuses who are in the fourth-level true immortal realm, and it is very possible to even kill them by leapfrogging.
This is thanks to Mu Yun, who practiced swordsmanship with them for three years and grew up together.
In the past three years, Mu Yun has given them a lot of guidance, which has played a great role in increasing their own strength.
"Seven blood generals appear on the left!"
"Six appear on the right!"
"Nine appear in the southeast direction!"
While everyone was killing each other, screams of exclamation continued to sound.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun took a breath and said: "Retreat!"
"okay!"
After hearing Mu Yun's words, the rest of the people left here immediately without stopping.
Under the protection of the blood guards, everyone returned immediately.
At the same time, those bloody generals were running all the way, chasing everyone.
It's just that in the past three years, they have experienced this every day, and they have already become familiar with the road back to the cave.
"Okay, this time, everyone starts to retreat and realize their own cultivation!"
Mu Yun said slowly.
Then he turned around and returned to his stone room.
Sheng Ruyi also followed him all the way to the stone room, poured a glass of wine for Mu Yun, spread the bed cover, and then left.
Mu Yun lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.
Now, he has reached the fifth-level True Immortal realm, and the immortal energy and energy in his body have reached a terrifying state.
The most important thing is the concentration of soul light.
At this moment, the soul light has condensed to the third level.
He has now gathered all the soul light that the eighth-level true immortal was able to gather.
Those blood generals were only in the realm of fifth- and sixth-grade true immortals, so Mu Yun was not afraid at all.
His own strength alone is enough to deal with it.
Coupled with the mystery of soul power attacks, those guys will definitely die.
Nowadays, even the seventh-grade true immortal is not taken seriously by him.
But these are things that Sheng Ruyi and others don't know.
They only know that they have been promoted to a rank in three years, very quickly.
However, how did they know that in the past three years, if it hadn't been for the endless blood people that caused the heaven and earth immortal energy in the holy tomb to become disordered, he would be at least in the sixth-grade true immortal realm now.
But Mu Yun was sure that as long as he found a spiritual place in the holy tomb and broke through, it would be completed in an instant.
At this moment, Mu Yun was lying on the bed, his heart becoming calmer and calmer.
Gradually, his eyes closed and he fell into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and Mu Yun felt that he was in a desolate world.
The surrounding sky and earth were dim and dull, there was no sun or moon, everything was dark.
And he was running, and running, and running.
He didn't know why he was running, but his legs kept moving quickly.
In this situation, he didn't know what to do.
Looking at his hands and clothes, they were stained with blood.
The horrific scene almost completely broke Mu Yun's heart.
"Chief Mu Shao, where are you going?"
At this moment, a cold laughter sounded from behind.
A figure suddenly appeared behind him.
The man held a long sword and looked at Mu Yun with indifference in his eyes.
It's just that the face is covered, and the appearance can't be seen clearly.
"Who are you?"
Mu Yun couldn't help but ask.
"Who am I? The herdsmen rise because of you, and naturally they will fall because of you, so just accept death. After you die, you don't have to think about who I am!"
The man came directly to kill with a sword.
At this moment, Mu Yun felt as if his entire body was about to collapse.
He wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all.
boom……
"don't want!"
Suddenly, Mu Yun woke up, his whole body covered with sweat.
At this moment, his whole body was completely plunged into boundless fear.
"Another dream..."
Mu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and murmured to himself.
In the past three years, ever since he condensed his soul and used Soul Strike, dreams like this have almost enveloped him.
In the dream, he kept running away, kept running away.
All kinds of people will always appear to hunt him down.
Mu Yun couldn't express his feelings about this situation at all.
It's like a dream, but also like... a past!
After shaking off the dream memory from his mind, Mu Yun looked very ugly.
I took some Taiyang Dan and drank it, and then I felt better.
"Mr. Mu!"
But at this moment, Xue Susheng suddenly came into the room.
"What's wrong?"
"A group of people are coming outside, and they insist on coming in!"
"A bunch of people are coming?"
Hearing this, Mu Yun was a little surprised.
"Go out and have a look!"
They have been here for three years, and the longest time they went out was just a thousand miles away, but they didn't see a single soul.
Within a thousand miles around, everyone is a bloody person.
So for the past three years, they have been here, hunting and killing bloody people.
But now, a group of guys suddenly appeared for no reason, and Mu Yun was really surprised.
Arriving outside Shandong, Mu Yun indeed saw a group of about a dozen people standing outside the entrance of the cave.
The two leaders were trying to open the formation at the moment, but there was nothing they could do.
The dozen or so people who appeared behind the two people were struggling to resist the bloody men. Not far away, dozens of bloody generals were also galloping towards them.
Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly became nervous.
In three years here, they haven't met anyone.
"who are you?"
Mu Yun walked forward, looked at the two leaders, and said slowly.
There is a person on the left, dressed in brocade clothes, not stained with blood, tall and mighty, looking very strong!
The person on the right looks like a sour scholar, giving people the impression of being crumpled.
"I am Hong Ke, a disciple of the 27th Peak of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect!" The man on the left said with a slightly sonorous voice.
"I am Kang, a disciple of the 28th Peak of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect!"
To be continued...