"Haha, it's a pity that I'm too young to know the heights of the world." On the other side of the Lingdao Sect, a golden elixir master sneered: "Let me see what other abilities he has after this sword strike."

The inheritance of Jiuxuan Sword Gate and Sword Pavilion, one year of hard training, one sword is rampant.

After this sword strike, he should be a mortal, right?

On top of the clouds, many people had complicated expressions.

With this sword, I will have no regrets in this life.

In practice, is it to pursue such a sword that can shake the world, or to live forever?

Just living, being suppressed by a large sect and unable to be free.

There were unspeakable emotions surging in the eyes of countless people.

It is a kind of thinking about the great road.

Is the way you cultivate yourself wrong?

"boom"

In the lake below, a spiritual light suddenly exploded.

Then, endless blue light rose up and turned into a huge vortex with a radius of a hundred miles. It rolled back and wrapped up all the dragon boats and people.

"Secret Realm!" Master Wanhua shouted in a low voice, and his body crashed downwards.

On top of the clouds, figures rushed down one after another.

But when they flew onto Qingze Lake, the vortex below had disappeared.

A stream of cyan light intertwined and rotated on the water.

"This is the trial formation of the ancient sect?" An old man with a white beard raised his hand and patted it on the blue light, with a look of regret on his face.

"This, this requires triggering the power of teleportation to enter."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Lingdao Sect Wanhua Zhenren.

"Fellow Taoist Wanhua, is this also a level in the nine-sect rearrangement competition?"

yes?

no.

of course not.

This was an agreement between the Lingdao Sect and the demon clan to use the power of blood sacrifice to inspire ancient ruins and search for treasures within them.

This opportunity should belong to the Lingdao Sect and those demon clans, and at most there are some alliance sects participating together.

What I didn't expect was that in the end, the formation was triggered as expected, and all the disciples who participated in the competition could enter.

This kind of opportunity should be shared by everyone.

Really unwilling.

"Fellow Taoist Wanhua is so generous, sharing all these ancient secrets." Tuoba Cheng whispered expressionlessly, turned around and flew back to the clouds.

The other Jindan Daxiu looked at each other, not sure what the specific situation was, but since people from Lingdao Sect also went in, I guess there won't be much danger, right?

Indeed, the danger is not great.

When Han Muye landed in this boundless dense forest, he felt something strange in it.

The aura and sword intent were all suppressed!

In this space, apart from physical strength, no other power can be exerted at all.

Dantian, Qihai, and Shenzang can all sense it, but they cannot activate the power within it.

If you want to push it hard, you need to fight against all the forces in this space.

A space of pure physical strength would indeed not be too dangerous for him.

Han Muye had seen this kind of space when he was reading the royal books in Zhongzhou.

This is a specially arranged space when the disciples are training their physical strength in large quantities.

There are also various trials.

However, the space arranged by ordinary sects would never be so vast.

Han Muye flew for hundreds of miles, but he couldn't see any boundaries and didn't see a single practitioner.

Is this the hometown of Yunhe Palace inherited by the Nanhuang Monster Clan?

The small Yunhe Palace is probably not qualified to have such a vast space, right?

"Roar"

There was a roar of a tiger, and then the mountains and forests were turbulent.

Han Muye moved and rushed into the forest.

Over there, a tiger with stern eyes and white forehead chased several figures, roared and killed them.

That figure looked like a human being wearing a leather robe.

"Uncle Wu, leave quickly"

"Brother Jin, leave me alone!"

"Run back, we can't live without you in the village!" the figure running at the end shouted, then turned around, holding a broken spear in his hand, and hit the tiger that was nearly ten feet long.

"Click"

The broken spear hit the tiger's raised front paw and broke again.

The figure holding the broken spear also rolled and was thrown away.

The tiger paused, grinned, roared, pounced, and raised its claws to slap the falling figure.

If this claw hits hard, the figure will definitely die.

The figures that were running away just now turned around and roared wildly, trying to get the tiger to stop.

But the tiger not only didn't stop, but even accelerated a little faster and struck it down with a paw.

"Bang"

Rocks flew everywhere.

One of the tiger's paws struck the ground three feet in front of the figure.

It wasn't that the tiger didn't shoot correctly, it was that the tiger's body was dragged three feet by its tail from behind.

"Roar"

The tiger turned around and pounced on the person who let go of its tail.

"Hide quickly!"

"careful!"

"run!"

The men in leather robes shouted.

But Han Muye, who was standing in front of the tiger, didn't care.

He raised his hand and made it into a fist.

With your feet on the earth, you can freely borrow the power of mountains and rivers within thousands of miles.

This is the gift of the affinity of Heaven turned into the friendship of Heaven.

Even though this side of Tiandao seemed a little strange, Han Muye could feel that this was still the Western Frontier.

Back in Zhongzhou, because the way of heaven was different, most of this method of relying on affinity to borrow power from heaven was abolished. Even if you wanted to borrow power, you probably wouldn't get much response.

Now the power of affinity has been upgraded to equal communication, and there will be an immediate response wherever there is heaven.

Because this is mutual communication and transaction.

The tiger pounced, and Han Muye's fist came forward.

"puff"

With one punch, the tiger rolled over and staggered on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

Han Muye shook his head.

He was really just an ordinary tiger. He didn't even use much of his physical strength to make this guy dizzy.

Taking a step forward, the tiger bared its teeth and then backed away in fear.

That punch just now was scary.

"Roar"

With a stubborn roar, the tiger turned around and ran away.

Han Muye moved his fists but did not pursue him.
To be continued...