"Sister Hibiscus has cultivated to the heavenly realm. It is really gratifying and congratulatory."
"My little sister is willing to respect my elder sister in Qingmang Mountain."
Another sound sounded, much softer than the previous thick and muffled sound.
Hibiscus didn't reply, she just raised her hand and twirled the jade belt, appearing a hundred miles away.
Han Muye looked down and saw a stretch of black rocks and black soil below.
This is a black swamp with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Above the swamp, in the steaming gray-black mist, various poisonous insects and evil birds can be seen flying.
There is not a single plant or tree here.
No wonder Hibiscus didn't entrust the wood demons to Heikui.
No matter how many wood demons come to this place, they will die.
At this time, in the sky above the Black Rock Beach, several figures stood there.
On one side is a thin, middle-aged man in black robe.
The aura of this middle-aged man was restrained, and a pair of eagle eyes had a golden halo.
On the other side was a young female cultivator wearing a white dress, and behind her were several people wearing blue and white robes.
Although there were many of them, they were weaker in terms of momentum.
He was immediately suppressed by a middle-aged man named Yingmu.
"Han banished the immortal!"
When Han Muye and the others came, the two parties also turned to look.
After the woman in the white dress cultivated herself, someone exclaimed.
Han Muye looked over, chuckled and nodded, "What a coincidence, Fairy Luo is here too."
Luo Xiaoyu, frozen thousands of miles Luo Xiaoyu.
An elite descendant of the Lingdao Sect, he has cultivated to the first level of Earth Realm Enlightenment, and his ice Taoism is unparalleled.
Han Muye had fought alongside her on Yunchao Ridge.
Of course, Han Muye's sharpness on Yunchao Ridge was not comparable to Luo Xiaoyu's.
Whether it is Luo Xiaoyu or the other elites of the younger generation, they all recognize Han Muye as the number one among the younger generation in Western Xinjiang, and the best swordsman in the world.
This may not be intentional to cause trouble, but it also shows that Han Muye's combat prowess and swordsmanship skills are indeed superior to those of his peers.
"Is this the Han Banished Immortal of the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect?" Upon hearing Luo Xiaoyu's words, the female cultivator in white skirt's eyes lit up, she looked at Han Muye and said, "Sister Xiaoyu often talks about you and praises you as the best swordsman in Western Xinjiang."
Number one in Western Xinjiang?
Is this a compliment?
Luo Xiaoyu's face was confused, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
On the other side, the middle-aged Yingmu snorted coldly.
There was also a long sword hanging on his waist.
"Sister Mu, you are here just in time. This Yingyang insists on monopolizing Black Stone Beach. Do you think it is fair?"
The female cultivator in white dress looked at Mu Jin, with a smile on her face, and said softly: "Hei Kui is my sister and you kill him. This Black Rock Beach should obviously be yours."
After hearing her words, Ying Yang across from him narrowed his eyes and felt a sharp aura rising from his body.
"Lu Lingzi, what do you mean, are you willing to quit and give me this black stone beach?" Mu Jin looked at the female cultivator in the white dress and said calmly.
Her words made Xiu Lulingzi, the girl in white dress, stunned.
"Master Hibiscus, there is something in this black stone beach that our Lingdao Sect has been looking for for a long time." An old man in green robes standing behind Lu Lingzi stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice.
Great Lord is a respectful title for the heavenly realm.
Generally, those who reach the earthly realm are called Daxiu, and those who reach the heavenly realm are called Great Masters.
The old man's aura was solemn, and he had already reached the heavenly realm.
No wonder Lu Lingzi dared to compete with Ying Yang. It turned out that he had the support of a strong man from Lingdao Sect.
This Lingdao Sect strongman dared to talk to Mu Jin like this because he saw that Mu Jin had just made a breakthrough and was still far from being able to exert his Heavenly Realm combat power.
Of course, with his status as a half-step Heavenly Realm member of Lingdao Sect, he is really not afraid of a Western Border Monster Clan Heavenly Realm person.
Lingdao Sect has Wanhua Zhenren of the third level of Nascent Soul sitting in charge.
The great demon who has just entered the heavenly realm may not even be able to pass by Wanhua Zhenren.
Mu Jin did not look at the old man, but turned to look at Ying Yang: "Ying Yang, I promised fellow Taoist Han and the others to come to Black Rock Beach and show them the remains of the battle between Yuan Tianjian Zun and the practitioners outside the world."
"Black Rock Beach, if you want it, you can take it."
This place is not suitable for wood demons to practice.
On the way here, Mu Jin had already told Han Muye and Lin Shen to just take Hei Kui's collection.
A half-step heavenly great demon who has been practicing for thousands of years, and who lives in Qingmang Mountain, which is full of treasures. Of course, there are many good things.
The key is that there are relics of the great monks' battle here, and many places are strange and dangerous.
When Hei Kui occupied this place, he relied on many dangerous places to block the prying eyes of several other half-step heaven realms.
Hearing Mu Jin's words, Lu Lingzi frowned slightly, while Ying Yang remained affectionate and said calmly: "Heikui's collection depends on his own ability."
After saying that, his body shook, and a golden shadow of an eagle appeared behind him, and then his whole person turned into nothingness.
"boom--"
It wasn't until he left that there was a roar.
This is the roar caused by the speed being too fast and the confinement of the broken space.
This speed made everyone look solemn.
A strange color flashed across Han Muye's face.
It wasn't because of the speed, but because of the aura he felt from Ying Yang.
"Yingyang is right, everyone should rely on their abilities."
Hibiscus spoke calmly, raised her hand, and led Han Muye and Lin Shen to the depths of the Black Rock Beach with the jade belt.
"Senior Brother Zhang Zidong, I'm afraid it's her who has the final say on how Hibiscus will survive the catastrophe and go back to Qingmang Mountain." Lu Lingzi said softly when he saw Hibiscus and the others leaving.
The Half-Step Heavenly Taoist shook his head and narrowed his eyes.
"Hibiscus, Jiuxuan Sword Sect Han Muye, this Qingmang Mountain is really a good place."
After saying that, he took a step forward and his figure turned into nothingness.
Similarly, there was also a roaring sound.
His speed was actually not much slower than Ying Yang.
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Han Muye, Mu Jin and the others had not been able to escape for long before they saw a hole ten miles in diameter in front of them.
The pit is bottomless and the rocks around it are dark.
"This is where Heikui Cave Mansion is."
"That broken sword fell here. I don't know how deep the hole is." Hibiscus pointed to the hole below and whispered.
At this time, they were thousands of feet above the pit, and the fog was rising under their feet. The gray fog, with strong corrosion, hit the jade belt of hibiscus and made a squeaking sound.
"Be careful, the poison here is extremely strong." Hibiscus stretched out her hand, and a blue light curtain protected herself.
Around Han Muye and Lin Shen, sword energy also turned into light curtains.
As soon as the light curtain appeared, it blocked the gray fog.
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This is a sign of the sword energy being activated.
The three of them flew down into the pit and heard the roar of eagles coming from below.
In the falling tunnel, it can be seen that the tunnel is diagonally downward, not vertical.
The surrounding stone walls are full of gravel.
After descending for thousands of feet, there is still no bottom ahead.
It's hard to imagine how powerful that sword was.
"Stab-"
A three-foot-long black snake came silently until it was in front of Han Muye, then opened its mouth and bit him.
Han Muye did not move.
Lin Shen, who was following him, took a step forward without drawing his sword. He pressed forward with a strong momentum.
"Pfft——"
The black snake turned into minced meat.
This black snake also has the realm of foundation building and cannot hold a breath in front of Lin Shen.
Hibiscus on the side turned her head and her eyes fell on Lin Shen.
Lin Shen's strength is truly extraordinary.
"boom--"
Ahead, a roar came.
Han Muye moved and rushed out.
Hibiscus and Lin Shen quickly followed.
Not long after they passed by, Lu Lingzi and others also arrived.
Everyone was running with all their strength, heading deeper into the tunnel.
At this time, the roar in front became more and more dull.
Until there was a roar and the sound was silent.
When Han Muye landed at the bottom of the tunnel, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.
In front of him, there was a broken sword.
It was really a broken sword, he could tell.
But this broken sword is a hundred feet long and ten feet wide.
The dark sword body has half of its blade stuck on the black stone.
This is not a sword, it is clearly a small mountain peak.
Ying Yang stood in front of the sword, surrounded by broken black snake bodies.
Hei Kui, who is in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, has fallen, and the little demon here cannot stop Ying Yang.
However, Ying Yang seemed to be restrained by the broken sword and stood there silently.
"Sure enough, the half of the sword that was cut off by Sword Master Yuan Tian fell here."
Zhang Zidong, the green-robed Taoist behind Lu Lingzi, stepped forward with a bright halo in his eyes.
As he finished speaking, a spiritual light appeared on Ying Yang's body and he rushed forward.
Mu Jin, Lu Lingzi, and Zhang Zidong took action almost at the same time.
A wooden vine on Hibiscus's hand turned directly into a blue snare, shrouding Yingyang.
Lu Lingzi is a red flower that hits Ying Yang.
In Zhang Zidong's hand, a black iron tower turned into ten feet, and flashed away, blocking Ying Yang.
When snatching treasures, whoever reaches out first will naturally be targeted by everyone.
"snort!"
Ying Yang snorted coldly, reached out and pulled out the long sword from his waist, and slashed with the sword.
The hibiscus vine was cut off with a sword.
The sword's light continued, slicing across the small flower thrown by Lu Lingzi, cutting it into two pieces.
The sword light rose again and struck the black iron tower.
"when--"
The tower flew back.
Zhang Zidong turned pale and shouted: "You are in the heavenly realm!"
In the heavenly realm, in this tunnel, Ying Yang didn't seem to be hiding his cultivation and combat power. He took a step forward and bumped into the black broken sword.
There was a flash of inspiration on the broken sword, and then countless golden lights shone.
Treasures wrapped in spiritual light flew out like stars all over the sky.
Hei Kui’s treasures are all in this sword!
Looking at the scattered treasures, several figures flew out from behind Lu Lingzi, waving out icy air and freezing the spiritual light.
No wonder Frozen Thousand Miles Luo Xiaoyu is here, it turns out to be to immobilize the treasure.
Ying Yang's expression remained unchanged as he watched the treasures flying out of the sword one after another.
"Buzz——"
Suddenly, Hibiscus standing in the distance raised his hand, and a vine wrapped in a star-like spiritual light was pulled back in front of him.
He reached out and held it, it was a piece of rotten wood root.
But in Hibiscus's hand, the root of the tree had a faint flash of spiritual light.
"This is the root of the Great Lord Qingmang..." Holding the root of the hibiscus, he whispered with a complicated look on his face, and put away the root.
"Wow--"
Lu Lingzi raised his hand to catch all the spiritual light in front of him, and then collected it.
"Boy, if you fancy something, take it and leave."
At this moment, Ying Yang suddenly turned back and looked at Han Muye.
Is this a chance for yourself?
Is it considered a part of the meeting?
Han Muye chuckled and stepped forward slowly.
Everyone stared at him, watching him walk step by step to the huge black broken sword, and slowly put his hand on the sword.
On him, the sword energy aura was directly poured into him.
"boom--"
There was a roar, and in front of Han Muye, there seemed to be a curtain of light intertwined with stars.
A picture appeared in his mind.
Fairy world!
This sword comes from the fairy world!
Immortal light is lingering, and the heaven and earth are ethereal.
The nine heavens and the earth are filled with immortals and Buddhas.
The fairy world, a world where there are immortals and Buddhas!
Compared with this fairy world, the Tianxuan world is just like the ordinary world outside the world of cultivation.
In this world, immortality, Taoism, and swordsmanship are as bright as the stars.
Countless spiritual materials were poured into it, and a huge sword that could support the sky was formed.
Understand the Taoist sword casting method.
Dao sword.
Not a magic weapon, not a spiritual weapon, not a magic weapon, but a Taoist tool that contains the great truth.
Such methods are unparalleled.
Seeing the huge sky-supporting sword taking shape in the picture, and then countless practitioners drawing spiritual patterns and pouring spiritual energy into it, Han Mu smiled bitterly in his ambition.
It's just dragon slaying.
This sword consumes countless spiritual materials, each of which is extremely precious. There are so many spiritual patterns, none of which are found in the Tianxuan world.
Even if you understand the art of forging Tao swords, there is no use for it.
Even that Dao sword in the fairy world can only be obtained by a large sect after countless years of accumulation.
This sect, called Shi Heng Dao Sect, forged this Taoist sword, named it "Shan Yue", and it was in charge of its sect master Jushi Zhenren.
The Dao sword enveloped hundreds of thousands of disciples of the entire Shiheng Dao Sect, crossed countless voids, and crashed into the Tianxuan world.
Just as he entered Tianxuan, he was blocked by a figure.
"Fellow Daoist outside the realm, Wen Mo Sheng has been ordered by Master to protect this realm. Please come back."
The sound of writing and ink.
Zhongzhou Wenxiang.
This is not the first time Han Muye has seen Zhongzhou Wenxiang, but this is the first time he has seen Zhongzhou Wenxiang take action.
The Dao sword is ten thousand feet long, and is wielded by countless disciples of the Shi Heng Dao Sect. Master Jushi who is in charge of this sword has a cultivation level that reaches the heavens.
But all this seems completely useless in front of the sound of Wen Mo.
In the picture in Han Muye's mind, he could see the sound of writing and ink, raising his hand and a long black river. He dipped the pen in his hand and wrote each word.
"seal up--"
The characters are vivid, the iron paintings are silver hooks, and the muscles and bones are strong.
The heaven and the earth are like a snare, and the mountains and rivers are like cages, completely enveloping the mighty sword.
"town--"
The golden characters were in the sky, and countless creatures in heaven and earth responded, turning into huge force and falling down.
This force is so huge that even the Taoist sect who lifts a stone cannot resist the power of the Taoist sword.
Cracks appeared on the long sword, and countless Shihengdao Sect disciples were suppressed in the Mo River.
Taoist Jushi was in panic and used all his strength to use his Taoist sword to break away and escape.
But before he could take a breath, a figure reappeared.
"Fellow Taoist, did you come to our Western Territory to die?"
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of stars collided down.
The Dao sword shattered, and a section of the sword's edge smashed down the cliff, sweeping the three thousand-foot mountain into pieces.
The broken sword hit the ground, causing the heaven and earth to shake. It penetrated eight thousand feet into the ground and burned the ground for thousands of miles.
"In the fairy world, the supreme sword is nothing more than that."
Han Muye looked at the figure standing in the sky with excitement.
Yuan Tianjian Zun.
This is how sword cultivation in this world should be done!
The scene freezes, and a surge of sword intent surges forward.