In this battle to conquer the sky, practitioners from all sides will die if they go there.
This news left everyone at the gate of Yuntian Daomen stunned.
"Master, what should Young Master Yiyang and the others do?"
"Yes, Mr. Yang is the most elite person among the younger generations of our Yuntian Dao Sect. If he is lost in the battle to conquer the sky, we cannot imagine the loss of our Yuntian Dao Sect's strength."
Several elders in white beards and robes looked at Taoist Yunming with anxious expressions on their faces.
Young Master He Chengyang is one of the three young masters of Yuntian Dao Sect. He has already reached the extreme level of cultivation at a young age.
If the practitioners from all the sects in the Battle of Conquest of Heaven were willing to die, then the loss of He Chengyang from the Yuntian Dao Sect would be a direct loss to the sect's heritage and future.
Taoist Yunming chuckled and turned to look at the Taoist wearing a green robe and a golden crown.
The Taoist nodded, with a calm expression: "My grandpa from Chengyang is the eighth-grade guard captain of the Immortal Dynasty Guard House."
"My uncle happened to be participating in this battle to conquer the sky, and he led a hundred garrison soldiers to the battle."
Each of the Immortal Dynasty's garrison mansions controls a land thousands of miles away.
There are five-rank generals in the garrison, as well as eight- and nine-rank captains.
Being able to obtain a military position in the Immortal Dynasty garrison and obtain an officer position, his combat power is at least at the peak of Shiyuan.
The eighth-grade captain is definitely a strong person in the Qiankun realm!
He Chengyang actually has such a background!
If someone else said this, no one would dare to believe it.
But the person speaking at this time was He Chengyang's father, He Yutang, the elder of Yuntian Dao Sect.
"I have already sent a message to Chengyang. As soon as the people from the Mitian Sword Sect arrive at the gathering place, Han Muye will be imprisoned."
"Imprisoning Han Muye, seizing the command of this team, and recruiting several experts to protect him will give Chengyang a greater chance of gaining military exploits."
"If my family, Chengyang, can accumulate military exploits and help his uncle get the opportunity to become the Heaven-Suppressing Guard with his military exploits in this battle to conquer the sky, then my Yuntian Dao Sect will prosper in the future."
There was a bright light in He Yutang's eyes, and there was a bit of irrepressible pride on his face.
Everyone else also had happy faces, looking towards the direction Han Muye and the others were leaving, their original respect turned into hatred.
——————————————
The sword light flew away, and the continuous army of practitioners meandered for hundreds of miles.
Some are running with long strides, one hundred feet at a time, some are flying through the air, with spiritual light shining all over their bodies, and some have their energy and blood turning into pillars of smoke, and sword light wrapping their bodies.
Forty-eight thousand practitioners marched forward, covering the sky and the sun.
Han Muye's figure was wrapped in the sword light, and his mind was lost in the universe.
Now, although his cultivation has not completely broken through the plane suppression, he can already exert most of his power.
If he didn't want to turn all the condensed primordial beads into the world of heaven and earth, he could have directly stepped through the realm of life, death and heaven, cut off cause and effect, and cut off reincarnation.
His combat prowess can compete with a strong one in the Dominion Realm.
If he were outside the Pantian plane, his combat power could kill the Lord!
However, he is not in a hurry to directly rush into that level with his own strength. Instead, he is constantly condensing the world of heaven and earth, allowing his cultivation and insights in this dimension to become heaven and earth.
The Pantian plane is the highest plane level he knows so far. The opportunity to practice in such a powerful plane is too rare.
If I don't reach the peak of cultivation in this direction this time, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future.
"Buzz——"
The long sword vibrated, and the true spirit sword in the world of heaven and earth turned into Han Muye's body, and the other true body turned into a sword.
The true form of Kendo that was originally suppressed by the Pantian plane, the chains outside the body are no longer there.
As Feijian moves forward, there is no need for Han Muye to control it. Su Juesheng and Zhang Mingyuan can control the overall situation.
As for Xu Fengran and others, like Han Muye, they put all their minds on their own cultivation and enlightenment when moving forward.
In two months, the army covered 500,000 miles.
This is because more and more practitioners gather together, activating the blessing of the original power of heaven and earth, allowing them to run faster.
The power of heaven and earth in the Pantian plane is too stable, and the pressure of long-distance attacks is extremely great.
Ordinary Taoist practitioners cannot travel more than 500,000 miles in a year.
At this time, the number of troops led by the Mitian Sword Sect had reached 75,000.
Along the way, more and more vassal forces gathered.
"Buzz——"
Ahead, an army as large as the Mitian Sword Sect's team blocked the way. The collision of Qi between the two forces caused the flowing clouds to surge.
Above the Mitian Sword Sect's army, the shadow of a blue long sword appeared. The sword's light was hundreds of miles long, and it carried a chilling feeling that made people's hearts palpitate.
"Which sect dares to compete with our Ming Tong Sword Dojo?"
A loud shout sounded.
Ahead, a long sword that was more solid and bright than the sword light of the Mighty Sword Sect appeared.
Mingtong Sword Dojo.
Dojo.
This name is a bit strange, but it is the sect with the most practitioners in the Pantian plane.
One or several strong practitioners gather together and then teach their own inheritance.
Places like this are dojos.
Take the great road as the basis and inheritance as the basis.
This kind of dojo is also the most popular in the Immortal Dynasty.
The Immortal Dynasty has always been wary of sects with deep roots and long heritage.
On the contrary, the Taoist temple does not have a long-lasting inheritance, and they are all dependent on the strong. Most of the disciples will serve the Immortal Dynasty after completing their studies.
"Mingtong Sword Dojo?" Xu Fengran, who was walking with his eyes closed, raised his head, a golden light flashing in his eyes.
He raised his hand, and the long sword above his head that gathered the combat power of an army suddenly vibrated and slashed forward.
"when--"
When the two swords struck each other, the heaven and earth shook, and the clouds flying thousands of miles away were scattered.
The two long swords also turned into nothingness.
"Xu Tianfeng!"
A sharp shout sounded, and from the army ahead, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a short beard and a golden crown flew out.
"Xu Tianfeng, come out and see me!"
The big man had his hands behind his back, and a strong sword light surged from his body.
Xu Fengran moved and appeared in mid-air in front of him. The long sword in his hand flashed and he slashed out with one strike.
This sword, with a halo that makes it difficult to look directly at, seems to be cutting the heaven and the earth apart.
"The power to open heaven and earth?"
"You, Xu Tianfeng, have made some progress since you left the Tongming Sword Dojo."
The big man looked at the sword at his head with a sneer on his face.
He raised his hand, and there was a golden sword light condensed in his palm, like heaven and earth.
"It's a pity that I haven't made much progress."
As soon as he finished speaking, the power of heaven and earth surged behind the sword light and struck out towards Xu Fengran's slashing sword.
That sword light clearly carries the power of the universe!
"boom--"
The two swords collided, and Xu Fengran's body was directly shaken back. Qi and blood surged around his body, and the illusory primordial space above his head shook.
There was endless killing intent in his eyes.
"Why, you don't accept it?" The sword-wielding man looked at Xu Fengran with a sneer on his face: "My master gave me the dojo back then because he thought you didn't have enough potential."
"So what if you can kill me?"
"Aren't you being overpowered by me, Wang Yunchao?"
