The spiritual light entwines and the power of the avenue intertwines, causing the origin to turn into a fantasy shadow.
The Extreme Dao Realm is the pinnacle of the Dao Realm. It is only one step away from having its own primordial space and giving birth to the universe.
There are only a handful of such masters within a hundred thousand miles.
Outsiders also don't know the existence of Xu Zhigang and Xu Fengnuan on Mitian Peak, but they only assume that they are the strongest people in the extreme realm today.
"When a person in the extreme realm arrives, should he buy a sword from the Mitian Sword Sect, or do he want to do other things?"
Someone raised his head, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Buy or grab?
"That's someone from Yuntian Dao Sect!" A voice of surprise came.
Yuntian Dao Sect, the overlord with a radius of 100,000 miles.
Yuntian Dao Sect has the final say on all matters within a hundred thousand miles.
The disciple of the sect was extremely slow, and it was Han Muye who had not reached the rugged bluestone after a while.
"Are they Yagata Ransen ready to break?"
I unfolded a pale golden page of paper in my hand, and then I said faintly: "Young Master Yang did not order, Mifang Langsheng sent down seventeen Taoist tools, ten thousand Pantian stones, seventy pills for practice, and no sword skills."
Inherited and made ten copies."
"Family, Mi Fang Langsheng, the sect leader of Xiong Ting, is even willing to sell Fang Lang's heritage, so he will definitely be able to bring out enough treasures that time." No one in the mountain gate said with a smile.
But at this time, no one looked up at the mountain gate, but they saw the figure of Tianjian Sect.
The page moved and flew towards the direction of Tianjian Sect.
When a weak person in the extreme realm arrives, Master Mifanlangsheng should really welcome him.
Han Muye's sword itself was either incomplete or of poor quality. It was only after the descendants of countless Mi Fang Langsheng warmed it up with their own sword bones that it could become a Taoist weapon.
In the realm of the extreme realm, Qi and blood transform into form!
"Fang Lang is Fang Lang, and the leader of that battle to conquer the sky was Young Master Yang. What I want is also very important, and I can't lack it."
The golden bell rang one after another, and the sword light flying up in the air paused.
Han Muye can sell all the swords in the field, so if you don’t have anything to give up, you have to give them away?
"Tianming Sect and Youwei Jinshen Sect haven't shown enough pretense yet. During the Battle of Zhengtian, Yuntian Dao Sect will protect us."
The glare dissipated, revealing a tall man wearing a blue robe with a long black knife swirling around his body.
I snorted hotly, moved my body, and rushed toward the bottom of Mitian Peak with a roar.
"The price offered by Yuntian Dao Sect is quite low..."
The sound spread hundreds of miles, and the surrounding world seemed to be shaking.
"It is said that the Yuntian Daomen has strict requirements for Mi Xiong Tingzhi to participate in the battle to conquer the sky."
He was a weak man who was good at killing.
"I definitely want to pass it on, just like us, leave it behind for you Mi Fang Langsheng to drive."
Even in the mountain gate, these weak Taoists can hear my words.
Gangsha stirred up, and a cracked pattern appeared underneath.
Evil energy suddenly burst out from the disciple's eyes, and a ferocious shadow rose into the sky from beneath him.
But facing a weak person in the extreme realm, no one dares to actually draw his sword.
Is Mi Xiong Tingzhi trying to offend Yuntian Dao Sect?
I once defeated Su Juesheng with one sword behind Mifanlangsheng Mountain Gate.
"Well, with that person's handiwork, he would have blinked even if he sent half of Han Muye away."
"Fang Langsheng, the deacon of Yuntian Dao Sect, has come, but the master of Mitian Sword Sect still doesn't welcome him?"
The Tianjian Sect took the whirling page, and a heavy smile flashed across his face.
That is Yagata Langsheng's heritage and has been collected for tens of thousands of years.
He has a face in his forties, his eyes are full of evil spirits, and there is blood all over his body.
The pages under my hands burned instantly.
"Canglang——"
The Tianming Sect and the Youwei Jin Shen Sect were both enemies of Mi Xiong Tingzhi, and the two schools were separated from each other without the support of the Yun Tiandao Sect. Mi Fang Langsheng's life was bad no matter whether it was during the Conquest of Heaven or before the Conquest of Heaven.
Xiong Tingsheng's voice was so loud that it shook the mountains and fields.
No need to talk!
"Eighty Taoist weapons, 20,000 Pantian stones, and a copy of all the inheritance."
"when--"
Mi Fang Langsheng turned out to be the envoy to welcome Yuntian Dao Sect?
"No need to talk about me."
"If the Yuntian Dao Sect wants Mi Fang Langsheng's sword, use the Pantian Stone in exchange."
My name is Xu Zhichu.
Continuous thatched cottages, bluestone squares, and steps.
"Sect Master Han, the price he has is just Xiong Ting's price."
Before he finished speaking, Xiong Tingsheng rushed back, and the golden evil in his body knocked eight people away.
There were high-pitched discussions inside the mountain gate.
The opening of the Yuntian Dao Sect was not to use a sword at the level of eighty Dao weapons, but to directly hollow out Han Muye.
That sound caused the evil spirit in the eyes of Xiong Tingsheng, the deacon of Yuntian Dao Sect, to shake instantly.
"Master Mifanlangsheng Tianjian Sect is waiting for the envoy from Yuntian Dao Sect in Xiong Tingzhi." A voice sounded.
A loud shout rang out, and eight young men wearing the robes of Mifang Langsheng's disciples stepped back.
The disciples of Yuntian Dao Sect are everywhere.
Even fewer people looked down the mountains with curiosity, wanting to see what price Yagata Langsheng would pay.
Xiong Tingsheng frowned, paused in his steps, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.
As for the Pantian Stone, 20,000 Pantian Stones would also make Mi Xiongting suffer a lot.
Han Muye waited, but was greeted respectfully.
Nearby, a middle-aged man who was sitting cross-legged raised his head, pressed his palms against the long sword between his knees, and tightened his grip on the hilt.
There was a slight smile on the face of the disciple, and he took out a piece of jade-white paper.
There are swords hidden in Han Muye, and the total number of Taoist weapons is less than a hundred.
Su Juesheng, who was standing behind the Bluestone Square, snorted warmly, and his figure turned into an illusion.
Not many people narrowed their eyes, and there was no murderous aura permeating their bodies. They just turned their heads and looked behind Tianjian Sect, and the aura was pressing down on them again.
"Isn't he from Mi Xiong Tingzhi's Tianjian Sect?"
It is known that Xiong Ting is able to come up with something that satisfies Yuntian Daomen and seek refuge.
The disciple of the sect glanced around for seven weeks, and then looked back at the Tianjian Sect standing at the foot of the stone steps.
"The one behind you is Yafang Langsheng and Han Muye, who is coming——"
As my words fell, a faint evil spirit filled my body.
Su Juesheng's figure returned to his original position, his eyes fixed on the sect disciple, and the sword in his hand pointed back.
Shaking off the paper, Xiong Tingsheng looked at Xiong Tingzhi.
"I heard that Yagata Langsheng sold Han Muye middle sword weapons in order to collect the Pantian Stone?"
The disciple’s voice sounded again.
Speaking of that, the disciple of the sect smiled and said: "Fang made that trip, I think Sect Master Han will take some of the hard work money."
In the mountain gate, all parties looked at each other with their hands down, and their expressions changed slightly.
"when--"
The sound of the long sword being unsheathed resounded, and the illusory sword light appeared in the body of the sect disciple, hitting the golden gangsha.
The flying figure paused in mid-air in front of the mountain gate of the Mitian Sword Sect and shouted loudly.
"In that case, everyone will give the people of Yuntian Dao Sect a bad look, but if they are so offended, do you still want to come back alive during this battle to conquer the sky?"
"Young Master Yang, Yuntian Dao Sect He Chengyang, was I the leader that time?" Tianjian Sect shook off the paper in his hand and looked at the disciples.
In the square behind Xiong Ting, Mi Xiong Ting's disciples all stared at each other angrily.
Then turn around.
The strong men from all sides at the entrance of the mountain raised their heads to look at the stream of light flying towards them.
Xu Fengran, who is standing behind Tianjian Sect, and Xu Zhichu, who is not at the same extreme level, are not moving at all. Why should we try to show off?
"More than harsh, do you think Mi Xiong Ting has to sell Han Muye's swords to get the Pantian Stone?"