Among the bloodstains, blood gurgled out into a pool.
Kang Chen looked at Lin Jie who was upside down and begged for mercy with fear: "I don't dare anymore."
boom!
Lin Jie crushed the head with his foot.
Na Jie and Jin Dan both belong to Lin Jie.
As for the other Qingyao Sword Sect disciples, they were all killed.
Luo Tianfei came, still shuddering: "Kang Hui will definitely avenge Kang Chen."
Lin Jie had a hint of pride in his eyes: "If Kang Hui is a smart man, he will never come for revenge."
The three of them continued to set off.
The Taixu Sword Sect is located in the Taixu Mountains deep in countless cities.
This area is very vast, with tens of thousands of cities alone.
Half a year later, the three finally arrived at the Taixu Mountains.
Looking up, the deepest part is the majestic ancient giant mountain, and in all directions are cities like gems. The divine light released is deep and bright, which is perfect with the looming divine weapons in the Taixu Mountains in the depths.
The earth combines with the sky, blooming all over the sky, and the scene is amazing.
Deeper in the sky and earth, there are even faintly colorful giant swords, which form a huge sword flower as the sea of clouds puffs up.
Lin Jie and the three of them all sensed abundant spiritual energy from heaven and earth, which was ten times more than the Nine Sacred Mountains.
What a holy land for sword cultivation.
Luo Tian was amazed and sighed: "Actually, the dojo of my Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect millions of years ago was even more extraordinary than this..."
The three of them continued to move forward.
Soon we arrived in front of the deepest Taixu Mountains.
The huge mountain range is covered by a large formation, which cannot be seen through with the power of one's eyes.
At this time, tens of thousands of warriors were waiting in front of the gate of the ancient formation.
Xiao Tu suddenly said: "My little master, there is such a strong power of luck. As a luck master, I can absorb some of it by activating the heaven-defying wheel."
Lin Jie touched the corners of his mouth.
The three of them landed again and came to the door.
There are hundreds of Taixu Sword Sect disciples dressed in ancient Huangdao robes, and they are naturally superior to others.
Someone noticed three people.
In a moment, all the disciples of Taixu Sword Sect showed contemptuous smiles.
Among them walked out a young man in the Taoist realm. He was in his thirties, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a strong physique and brought an astonishing pressure to people. This man's token was engraved with 'Taixu, Guhang'.
Lin Jie glanced at this person and found that Gu Hang's cultivation was very powerful, even stronger than Feng Qingyang.
Gu Hang lowered his head slightly and glanced at the three of them, but his eyes stayed on Mingyue for a while.
The male disciples of Qingyao Sword Sect were also attracted by Mingyue.
Gu Hang showed contempt: "How many of them are disciples of the Wanjie Sect?"
Lin Jie stood with his hands behind his hands: "I, Lin Jie, am the great disciple of the Wanjie Sect. I am here specifically for the contract between the two major sword sects that was made hundreds of thousands of years ago."
After saying that, he opened his palms and threw out the contract scroll.
Gu Hang took advantage of the situation and slowly grabbed it, glanced at it, and then smiled contemptuously: "I have heard about this ancient contract, but I didn't expect it to be true. Lin Jie, the great disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, you are only a cultivator in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.
, do you know who the top disciple of our sect is?"
Lin Jie shook his head.
There was a hint of respect on the corner of Gu Hang's mouth: "My former top disciple of Taixu Sword Sect was called 'Youlong'. He was a thousand years ago, but now he was defeated by senior sister 'Wuyinzhu' and became the latest top disciple of this generation.
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Lin Jie was startled and said: "Dancing sound bamboo?
Female disciple?"
After saying that, he subconsciously took a peek at the bright moon.
However, there was nothing abnormal about Mingyue.
Gu Hang raised his fists to the sky: "Although Senior Sister Wu Yinzhu is a woman, don't underestimate our female disciples. Senior Sister Wu has killed giants in the Realm of Entrance. She has even entered the territory of the demon clan and killed high-level prison pillars."
"Ever killed the realm of entry?"
Hearing this, Lin Jie felt cold in front of his face.
The bright moon finally changed slightly.
Luo Tian was as shocked as a clay statue and motionless.
Wuyinzhu can reach the realm, so at least this person can also enter the realm.
Only strong, not weak!
The Taixu Sword Sect is a super-first-class force. If the eldest disciple's cultivation level does not reach the realm, wouldn't it be ridiculous?
Luo Tian looked at Lin Jie secretly: "Can we go back?"
Lin Jie shrugged, expressing his helplessness.
Gu Hang saw the expressions of several people and was not surprised and said: "Do you still want to join our sect now?"
Lin Jie smiled faintly: "Of course I want to go, I'm here now, I have to have a cup of tea, walk around, and eat snacks, right?"
The ancient aviation instant activation token.
At this moment, the door opened and Gu Hang walked in front.
The three of them followed slowly.
After passing through the Dao Gate Formation, you can see the vast floating land in front of you. Under the divine light, there are floating palaces and mountain peaks, with countless sword energy crisscrossing the sky. The scene is astonishing.
There are many strong men nearby, washing swords in Tianhe and forging extraordinary sword spirits.
Luo Tian couldn't help but sigh: "My Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect is really incomparable."
Lin Jie was also amazed.
"Senior Brother Gu, these...disciples of the Wanjie Sect?"
A dozen disciples flew by, noticed the three of them, and bowed to Gu Hang.
Gu Hang smiled arrogantly: "The great disciple of Wanjie Sect, Lin Jie."
"Why is the great disciple of Myriad Tribulations Sect so weak?"
Everyone laughed.
Lin Jie was silent and there was no ripple in the ancient well.
The three of them continued to follow Gu Hang and passed through the dojos one after another.
There is a larger suspended mountain peak ahead.
That should be the destination for the three of them.
At this moment, Taixu Sword Sect goes deeper.
A large amount of sword energy floated in a sword tomb.
Sitting cross-legged among them was a woman in yellow robe, probably in her early twenties.
The girl has a fair complexion, a tall jade nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Her eyes are like chalcedony, exuding a mysterious color, and her green-white hands are constantly integrating the surrounding sword energy.
At this time, a middle-aged woman came in and bowed: "Sir, I just got the news that someone from the Wanjie Sect is here."
The woman raised her eyebrows: "That third-rate sword sect?"
The middle-aged woman said: "The person who came here is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. His name seems to be Lin Jie. His cultivation level is at the third level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm. I heard that he has brought the contract from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, sir."
The girl's jade-like pupils revealed a coldness: "A fallen sword sect still wants to sign a contract and join our sect, and wants to eat swan meat like a toad?"
Her whole body released an extremely powerful aura.
Because she is the top disciple of Taixu Sword Sect, Wu Yinzhu.
No man in this world can be worthy of her.
The middle-aged woman also sneered and said: "A realm of ten thousand dharma?
Are you laughing so hard? It seems that the Myriad Tribulations Sect is really about to be destroyed. Sir, this matter has something to do with you, so I’m afraid you have to come forward."
Wuyinzhu's eyes were as still as water: "Do you still need me to come forward?
How could the sect let a great disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect and the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm get back the Purple Blood Divine Sword?
The sect is more anxious than me."
The middle-aged woman nodded repeatedly.
The Supreme Hall.
The place where Taixu Sword Sect handles its affairs.
Normally most disciples would not dare to stay.
But at this moment, countless disciples were looking at the three of them and talking non-stop.
Lin Jie and Mingyue, Luo Tian felt like monkeys, being talked about all the time.
In the deep hall, no one came out to deliver orders at this moment. Lin Jie understood that the senior officials of Taixu Sword Sect were deliberately trying to embarrass him.