[Chapter 2341 Renewing the old sword with deep love]
Jian Jingtian held the holy sword of the sect, said “Come on”, immediately overwhelmed the three Jueming Great Sages.
Regardless of his cultivation base, sword intent, and Taixuan sword canon, he is a grade higher than Mu Xuankong.
Without the holy sword of the sect and the decree of heavenly authority, there is a big gap in strength compared to any headmaster of the Holy Land.
But now that the holy sword of the sect is in his hand, and the infusion of majestic earth energy gives him the capital to contend with the three of them, and even the sword’s power is overwhelming.
The Great Sage Jueming, the Great Sage Tianyao and the Great Sage Wuxuan frowned, all of them looked quite dignified, and they did not rush forward in a hurry.
In the sky above Chixiao Peak, the Mystical Monster Race Great Sage and the Cangmang Great Sage joined forces and managed to barely block the mighty Great Sage Fuguang.
At this time, the Great Sage Fuguang is too terrifying. He has the Wuchan Saint Cloth to grasp the eternal holy way, and he also has the Emperor Dragon Token in his hand.
The phantom of the purple-gold divine dragon that flew out of the Dilong Token was the genuine soul of the divine dragon, and the power of the dragon made one’s heart tremble.
“This guy is menacing, avoid his sharp edge first, and don’t get entangled with him. The Great Sage Fuguang has the eternal holy way, and sooner or later he will suppress the Great Sage Cangmang and this man in the bamboo hat. He must become stronger as he fights. We will deal with him for a while.” That’s it.”
The Great Sage Jueming secretly transmitted the voice.
Both Tianyao and Wuxuan seemed quite surprised, this Jueming Great Sage is the boss of the Seven Sages of Montenegro, and in terms of means and background, he is much stronger than their two great masters.
The only thing that is uncertain is whether he has mastered the eternal holy way.
It is unbelievable that such a powerful person should be so cautious.
But he was right.
A monk in the holy realm who has mastered the eternal holy way can easily fight across realms, and it is easy to crush those in the same realm.
What’s more, the great sage Fuguang has a profound cultivation base, and he is the undead sage who has the best chance of becoming an emperor among the few. As long as he has enough confidence, he can prepare to cross the catastrophe at any time.
The reason why the opponent cannot be taken down for the time being is that the Great Sage of the Vast and the Great Sage of the Monster Race are not idle people.
It is only a matter of time before it is really won.
“That’s it.”
Tianyao and Wuxuan immediately agreed.
When Jian Jingtian saw the three people whose faces had not changed, he thought something was wrong in his heart.
Under such provocation, the three of them were still as immovable as a mountain, and they were afraid of death and made up their minds not to fight hard with him.
Under such circumstances, he really has nothing to do with the other party.
“The so-called Headmaster of the Holy Land, but that’s all. If you can’t wait, I will!”
Jian Jingtian snorted coldly, and took the initiative to kill him with his sword.
He was the first to approach the Great Sage Tianyao, who was the head teacher of the Tianyan Sect and a long-established sword saint, whose sword intent was also at the peak of the seventh rank.
Boom!
The moment the sword touched, the Great Sage Tianyao was immediately sent flying, his eyes showing astonishment.
Also holding the holy sword of the sect, the eight holy swords hanging upside down behind Jian Jingtian, the power of the sword array is several times stronger than that of Mu Xuankong.
This is too exaggerated!
No wonder Jue Ming wants to deal with him, I’m afraid he has already seen the clue.
The sword in front of him is shocking, if he chooses to fight him head-on, even if he is immortal, he may not be able to withstand it.
rub rub rub!
Jian Jingtian repelled Tianyao and Wuxuan after a face-to-face encounter, and only the Great Sage Jueming blocked his frontal blow.
But the old monster smiled coldly, his figure flickered, and he was hidden in the ghost blood prison he had evolved, transforming into a huge phantom ghost.
Cleverly avoiding the frightening sword intent of Jian Tian, the real body changes so much that it is hard to find.
Obviously he has deep cultivation base and strong strength, but he doesn’t choose to fight Jian Jingtian.
Coupled with the dealings of the other two master teachers, Jian Jingtian had nowhere to vent his sword power. He wanted to fight against Fu Guang, but was held back by Jue Ming.
It can be said to be extremely aggrieved!
“This group of people is a thousand-year-old spirit. If this continues until the earth’s energy weakens, Brother Jian will be in trouble.” Mu
Xuankong, who was being healed by Feng Yu, frowned, and his expression was not optimistic.
Feng Yu also noticed that after all, Xuantianzong had a lot of people, and Jianzong’s top combat power was too few after all.
Sure enough, half an hour later.
A loud noise broke out, but Danxiao Peak, one of the seven main peaks of Jianzong, broke.
The majestic and majestic mountain peaks were cut off by the roots, and the great sage stationed here could not hold on after all.
Rumble!
After the mountain peak collapsed, an unimaginably vast amount of holy energy spewed out from below, and the holy energy condensed into colorful rain, falling non-stop.
Mu Xuankong’s flesh hurts unceasingly, this is all the background of Jianzong!
Seeing this, the three of Jueming’s morale increased greatly, and they each had smiles on their faces.
Jianzong is indeed difficult to chew, but as long as he chews slowly, the holy vein will be broken sooner or later.
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Tianxiang Divine Mountain.
The most mysterious and supreme holy land in the Kunlun world is shrouded in misty clouds and mist.
Compared with the turmoil of the outside world, this place is like a fairyland on earth, with colorful clouds floating, holy beasts running around, and spiritual birds flying freely.
Among the towering mountains, on a clean mountainside dojo, an ancient teleportation array is built in the center.
This place is quite deserted, only a frosty woman is playing the piano.
The sound of her piano is like the sound of heaven, echoing in the empty valley, causing a hundred birds to sing together.
Her appearance is peerless, without any flaws in her facial features, revealing a cold and noble meaning.
This person is none other than Tianxiang Elder Mu Xueling!
hum!
Suddenly, the strings in Mu Xueling’s hand trembled, and then broke directly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
But the lingering sound was endless, and the birds were circling and flying, lingering and lingering, unwilling to leave for a long time.
Many mysterious birds even landed on Mu Xueling’s body, even boldly standing on her shoulders.
Mu Xueling didn’t care about this, and only looked at the teleportation array in the center of the platform, and said softly, “Are you here?”
Ever since Tianxiang received a cross-boundary message from the Ziyuan Sword Master, she has been guarding here, and now The strings of the zither were broken for no reason, I’m afraid that person is coming.
Rumble!
The Taoist platform vibrated, the teleportation array burst into light, and a beam of light shot up into the sky, disturbing the Tianxiang Mountains.
When the light dissipated, a handsome young swordsman with a crown-like face was looking around in a daze.
Needless to say, the person who came was none other than Lin Yun, the buried playboy.
After finishing his training in the Qingkong Realm, he finally returned to Kunlun with the instructions of the Sword Master Ziyuan.
Is this Tianxiang?
Lin Yun was very curious. This mysterious heavenly fragrance shrine was always shrouded in a layer of mist, making it impossible for everyone to see clearly.
But Kunlun, no matter what kind of power they are, dare not disrespect Tianxiang, they have mysterious and terrifying strength.
“Holy Elder!”
Lin Yun swept his gaze, and soon found Mu Xueling. He walked towards the other party quickly with a smile, cupped his hands and said, “I have seen the holy elders, and when I return to Kunlun, I can see the old man at the first sight. It is really
gratifying.”
Higher than the other party, Lin Yun still habitually called him the Holy Elder.
Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun. The other party’s cultivation was unfathomable, and the rules of the holy way surging around him were even more frightening.
Today is not what it used to be, and Lin Yun’s strength may have reached the point where even she can’t resist.
But those clear eyes were vaguely the same, and the expression of joy on his face was not artificial at all, it was natural and sincere.
“May I ask how the sword sect is doing?”
“How is Weiwei?”
The two spoke almost at the same time, asking each other questions.
Lin Yun was stunned, and said with a smile, “Then let me tell you first, Weiwei has worshiped the ancestor of Tianhuang God as her teacher, and now she is retreating in the ancestral hall. The holy elders don’t need to worry.” Mu Xueling felt relieved, and then said with a little
guilt “Jianzong’s situation is probably quite bad. I have already repaired your Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella for you. According to Ziyuan Sword Master’s order, the reincarnation divine pattern he left here will also be handed over to you.”
” Come with me to the Temple of Heavenly Fragrance to meet the Holy Master, let’s talk as we walk.”
Reincarnation pattern?
Lin Yun was quite surprised that Sword Master Ziyuan actually left the Divine Rune of Reincarnation on Tianxiang Mountain.
But if you think about it, if you choose to keep one of the seven supreme divine patterns, Zi Yuan Sword Master will definitely choose the reincarnation divine pattern.
If you don’t master the holy way of reincarnation, you can’t control the divine pattern of reincarnation.
Plop plop!
Lin Yun’s heart was beating wildly, and he was very excited about funeral flowers.
After arriving at Tianxiang Mountain, the burial flowers have changed, as if Tianxiang is old with him.
At first, Lin Yun didn’t care about it, he just suppressed the restlessness and listened attentively to the information about Jianzong.
But as the distance got closer, the restlessness of the burial flowers became faintly uncontrollable.
“What’s wrong?”
Mu Xueling saw the clue, stopped and asked.
Lin Yun didn’t hide anything. He looked at the Tianxiang Temple on the top of the mountain in the distance, and said, “It’s really strange. After getting close to this temple, my sword is very restless. It’s not a big problem, maybe there is some cause and effect.
When I see the Holy Master later, I will ask, and ask the Holy Elder to continue talking about Jianzong. Seeing this, Mu
Xueling didn’t ask any more questions.
Listening to Mu Xueling’s narration, Lin Yun’s face was solemn, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Before coming, he thought of the worst ending, that is, when he came to Kunlun, not only The sword sect was destroyed, and the master also failed to cross the tribulation.
Although the current situation is bad, it is not the worst situation.
Wait for me!
Lin Yun’s eyes flashed a sharp edge, his right fist was clenched tightly, and his expression was extremely stern.
He is now I’m in a hurry, but I still have to hold back my emotions.
Whether it’s the Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella or the Divine Rune of Reincarnation, they can greatly improve their strength, especially the latter.
There is also the restlessness about burying flowers, so I have to ask carefully.
Lin Yun He suddenly smiled and said, “Sage Elder, let me take you with me. ”
The Temple of Heavenly Fragrance looked very close, but it was quite a distance when we started to drive. Lin Yun originally wanted to take care of Mu Xueling, but she couldn’t increase her speed, so she had to take the initiative
. Amidst the exclamation, Lin Yun grabbed the latter’s shoulders and drove like lightning all the way, the surrounding space was constantly changing and distorting.
Mu Xueling was extremely shocked, not only felt the space was changing rapidly, but even the time was also slightly speeding up.
Mastering time and space?
How did you do this?
Mu Xueling’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but look at Lin Yun in shock. Looking at the smile on the other side, she was full of puzzlement.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the two came together Arriving in front of Tianxiang Temple, Mu Xueling was still in a daze after landing.
In her field of vision, the space in front of her was as blurry as rain and clouds, but soon these pictures gradually became clear. It
seems that at this moment, space and time are completely separated. stabilized.
Mu Xueling’s vision is quite wide, and there are many ancient books of Tianxiang. She quickly thought of a certain possibility, which is the method of the holy way of reincarnation.
And one has to cultivate to a very high level to have such a mystery.
It is really unimaginable that all this will happen to Lin Yun, he is only twenty-eight years old now.
How old was Ziyuan when she reached this state?
“Yaoguang disciple Lin Yun, come to pay homage to the Holy Master of Tianxiang!”
Lin Yun didn’t know what Mu Xueling was thinking, and said loudly at the gate of the palace, bowing his hands.
rock!
The ancient gate opened, and the Holy Master Tianxiang walked out of it. It was a woman wearing a tulle, and there was no sorrow, joy, anger, or lingering cause and effect.
Lin Yun was quite shocked. The feeling given to him by the Holy Lord of Tianxiang was much more mysterious than that of the Ziyuan Sword Master.
Clang!
But before he stepped forward to speak, the Buried Flower Sword couldn’t bear it any longer, and flew out of his heart, heading towards the back of the temple at high speed.
This time, both Lin Yun and Mu Xueling were quite surprised, and even the Holy Master Tianxiang had a strange look in his eyes.
“Is this the Southern Emperor’s sword?”
Holy Master Tianxiang asked.
Lin Yun came back to his senses and nodded.
[End of This Chapter]