Chapter 565 Murong Is Loyal, Go Home, Go Home! (8k Long Chapter, Please Subscribe!)

Return freedom to all the beasts.

Entering the cave, what is freedom?

Entering the cave is certainly not freedom.

What if the cave is exiled to the void, and there is no more restraint?

In the eyes of everyone, Han Muye knocked those beasts into the cave, and then slowly turned around.

The sword in his hand was incomparably brilliant.

The long sword pointed at the pale-faced Wanshou Tianxian.

"You, you have the blood of the beast."

"You, you have a relationship with those prehistoric descendants."

"You, the bitter fairyland--"

Just now in the space of the Four Symbols Seal, Wanshou Tianxian's soul saw many things.

These are all Han Muye's secrets.

Therefore, Han Muye did not give Wanshou Tianxian a chance to say more.

Since two bloods of the beasts were revealed, Wanshou Tianxian must die.

The killing intent condensed into substance, the sword tip flashed, and the green sword light tore through the void and directly cut Wanshou Tianxian.

Wanshou Tianxian paused, and his body was cut in half, one half was covered in blood, and the other half turned into nothingness.

The next moment, his body appeared thousands of feet away.

"You want to kill me--"

His voice just started, and suddenly stopped, looking down at his chest.

At some point, the blade of a purple dagger pierced out from his chest.

A sword pierced out from the chest?

He looked up and looked at the cave above his head.

"You, how did you do it, throwing the sword into my, my, cave..."

This dagger was clearly thrown into the cave, and then suddenly stabbed out while Wanshou Tianxian was not paying attention.

But for the owner of the cave, even a mosquito or fly falling into it can be discovered.

How could a sword not be known?

The power of space!

Wanshou Tianxian has never been able to comprehend the power of space, and only this can conceal his perception of the cave.

Let alone him, how many immortals in the world can control the power of space?

Only those strong pseudo-immortals who came from the mortal world could possibly possess spatial power.

Pseudo-immortal?

Pseudo-immortal!

Wanshou Tianxian turned his eyes to Han Muye and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

He understood that the person in front of him was a pseudo-immortal, a pseudo-immortal who ascended from the mortal world.

This was a hidden figure of Xuanling Sword Sect.

He saw that the person in front of him had two bloodlines of divine beasts.

He wanted to tell all these secrets.

Unfortunately, his soul was broken.

All his memories were shattered.

Han Muye couldn't let him tell the secret.

The sky, the cave sky roared.

Han Muye raised his hand and slashed the connection between the Lianxu Cave Sky and this fairyland.

Everyone watched as the illusory cave sky flashed and fell into the void.

A cave sky refined by Lianxu Tianxian from the fragments of the prehistoric world just disappeared and fell into the void.

In the future, this cave sky will become a new world in the void.

But where and when it will appear, no one knows.

"Free." Han Muye looked at the dissipated world, felt a vigorous power pouring into his body, and whispered softly.

At this moment, his blood was surging.

This is a mysterious feeling.

Because the fragments of the prehistoric world regained their freedom, because those prehistoric bloodlines regained their freedom, his blood was excited.

Not only him, but even the golden fire phoenix he hid also had blood throbbing, as if it triggered the increase of blood power.

This is the joy from the depths of the blood.

"This is the joy of cultivation..."

Cultivation, sword cultivation, isn't it just like this, do whatever you want, do it?

Turning slowly, Han Muye's eyes fell on the bottom.

Wanshou Tianxian was killed, who else dared to block the way?

In a moment, the road ahead was unobstructed.

Behind, the pursuers dispersed.

"Let's go."

Han Muye spoke loudly.

On the twelve flying boats, the children of the Murong family shouted, driving the flying boats to follow Han Muye's figure.

Since Dao Sect no longer tolerates them, then leave.

Anyway, the order to punish the rebels has been issued, so go as far as you can.

Han Muye led the flying boat forward in a land of nearly ten million miles.

Starting from the killing of Wanshou Tianxian, he intercepted and killed them step by step.

There are not many Tianxians, but the half-step Tianxians and the strong human immortals are almost like moths to a flame.

Kill.

Since the sword is unsheathed, kill all the way!

Go forward ten thousand miles and kill all the troops.

Go forward one hundred thousand miles and kill one Tianxian and five Tianzun.

Go forward one million miles and break the formation of one hundred thousand Taoist soldiers.

Go forward three million miles, four Tianxians surrounded and killed, and broke them with one sword.

…

Kill through the siege, protect the Murong family from leaving Dao Sect, and the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal spreads for hundreds of millions of miles.

In the world of sword immortals, are there really such people who uphold justice and justice, people are like swords, and swords prove their hearts?

Can the practice of swordsmanship really uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth?

Countless people thought, watched, and followed quietly.

Cultivation in the world has always been for oneself. Is there anyone who can really entrust his life to others?

Unconsciously, strange emotions were brewing among countless immortal cultivators.

Everyone wanted to know whether this sword immortal could accomplish the feat that no one in the Fuyu Immortal Realm had ever accomplished.

Lead a family to leave the rule of Yunlan Dao Sect.

Yunteng Wasteland was in sight.

Han Muye stopped.

"You have protected them to this place, and you have done your best." A voice sounded in front of Han Muye.

A Taoist with a green beard wearing a green robe and a golden lotus crown stood in the sky in front and took a step forward.

In the void, the spiritual light of the immortal light flashed, and countless golden lotuses and jade bamboos gently stroked.

Golden Lotus and Jade Bamboo, the peak of the Celestial Immortal.

This is a strong man who is second only to the Golden Immortal and has already reached the peak of the Celestial Immortal.

This kind of strong man is the strongest existence in the Immortal Realm below the Golden Immortal.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, your sword can be upright, which is rare among the elites of the Xuanling Sword Sect. He will definitely have a place in the Sword Sect in the future."

The Taoist at the peak of the Celestial Immortal looked at Han Muye with a calm and gentle expression on his face, and said softly: "I am Su Yunzi, and I am also a good friend of Guan Dongyun, the master of the Heavenly Patrol Hall of your Sword Sect."

Speaking of this, he paused, shook his head and said: "You may not know the name of Guan Dongyun."

Han Muye did not speak.

How could he not know the name of Guan Dongyun?

He still had the token of the Lord of the Heavenly Patrol Hall left to him by Guan Dongyun.

In addition, Han Muye had also seen Su Yunzi, who claimed to be Guan Dongyun's friend, from Guan Dongyun's memory.

That's really a good friend. If it weren't for Su Yunzi's frame-up, how could the master of Guandong Yunyi Palace have to go to the mortal world to perform tasks, and was killed by the counterattack of the powerful demon Luo clan Zhu Ling?

Han Muye remained silent, Su Yunzi's smile did not diminish, raised his hand, and threw out a green invitation.

"This is the invitation to the elite conference of Fuyu Xianjie three hundred years later. You, Han Wudi, are qualified to come."

"Only the top figures in this world are qualified to get a copy of this invitation, and give it to the younger generation."

Han Muye reached out to take the invitation and looked up at him.

Su Yunzi smiled, waved his hand, and said softly: "Go, go to Yunteng Wasteland Yunlan City for three hundred years of retreat. Three hundred years later, you will soar into the sky. When that time comes, don't forget my friendship today, haha."

Why practice?

Immortality.

Fame and fortune.

Traveling hundreds of millions of miles, protecting the Murong family with a sword, Han Muye has both fame and fortune.

At least in this area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles, all the cultivators know that Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye traveled hundreds of millions of miles to protect the Murong family to the Yunteng Wasteland for a promise. Such a reputation is hard to come by for ordinary elites even if they fight for ten thousand years.

Today, Dao Zong took out a precious invitation, giving Han Muye a chance to soar into the sky three hundred years later.

This is a real benefit.

With both fame and fortune, it will be a hundred times easier for him to find immortality in the future than for others.

Now, it's time to let go.

Murong Chi, standing on the deck, had a calm expression and straightened his clothes.

Behind him, all the children of the Murong family followed suit and straightened their robes.

Already outside the wasteland, Yunlan Sword Immortal's friendship can no longer be taken care of.

With the peerless immortal in front, their Murong family cannot drag down Yunlan Sword Immortal.

"Senior Yunlan, our Murong family is already grateful for this journey of hundreds of millions of miles." Murong Chi raised his hand, and three treasures appeared in his palm.

One is the blue-black long sword he holds, one is the battle knife held by the elder of the clan, and the other is a blue-gray ancient bell.

All three treasures are immortal treasures.

This shows the profound heritage of the Murong family.

"These three treasures are no longer useful to my Murong family, so I give them to you, senior."

Murong Chi raised his hand and pushed the three treasures to Han Muye.

A gleam of light flashed in Su Yunzi's eyes, but he still didn't speak.

Three treasures, an invitation.

Plus the previous golden hammer magic treasure.

Han Muye's journey of protection has been fruitful.

In the surrounding void, many divine thoughts are full of envy.

"It's really a double gain of fame and fortune..." someone whispered softly.

"Huh, fame and fortune? That also requires this ability. Apart from Han Wudi, who else can protect the Murong family for billions of miles?" Someone spoke coldly.

Han Wudi can kill the immortal with one sword, so he can keep the Murong family safe all the way.

If it were an outsider, he would have been killed before leaving Puyuan City.

"Well, if he knows the situation, he should let go." Someone chuckled and whispered.

"If he doesn't let go, does he want to die? The Sword Sect has not yet come with a master, let's see what he can do."

Someone spoke with disdain.

There are such geniuses in the world, and the dazzling brilliance belongs to others, who wouldn't be jealous?

"Treasures, fame." Han Muye whispered softly in the void.

It's really tempting.

Just take a step back, and you will have everything.

The name of Han Wudi has spread along the way, and after a hundred years of brewing, it will be heard throughout the Fuyu Immortal Realm.

Cultivation, not for fame and fortune, but for immortality, how can there be no fame and fortune?

At this time, stretch out your hand, turn around, and get everything.

But what price do you need to pay?

Han Muye smiled.

He doesn't need to pay anything.

He just needs to cut off his sword path.

The sword path in his heart is upright. If he abandons it now, he will not be able to make any progress even if he retreats for three hundred years or three thousand years!

Su Yunzi is as treacherous and cunning as he was when he cheated Guan Dongyun.

Without reaching out to take the treasure sent by the Murong family, Han Muye looked up and looked at Su Yunzi with a smile on his face.

"Senior Su Yunzi, we sword cultivators have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Su Yunzi's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Tell me."

Han Muye looked at the long sword in his hand and slowly said: "As a sword cultivator, if you can't get something with the sword in your hand, don't think you can get it with other methods."

Looking at Su Yunzi whose face gradually darkened, Han Muye said softly: "Senior, tell me, am I right?"

Right?

Su Yunzi's expression was extremely ugly.

He gave an invitation, but got a question of right.

"Okay, okay."

Su Yunzi's aura surged, turning into endless fairy light shining.

In his hand, a golden and black long banner appeared.

"Everyone says sword cultivators are crazy."

"That Guan Dongyun was, and now, I meet another one."

"I don't know where Guan Dongyun fell. Let's see if this is your burial place."

Su Yunzi waved the long banner and took action directly.

On the golden long banner, thousands of divine lights turned into golden armored warriors, and 100,000 warriors lined up to block the entire sky.

The law of the gods.

The formation of Taoist soldiers.

It's not that Fu Yu Xianjie doesn't have the inheritance of the gods, but this inheritance is controlled by the Taoist sect and used to condense Taoist soldiers.

Slavery.

On the long banner, there are all weapons and armors transformed from the remnants of the souls, fearless and fearless.

These souls have become Taoist soldiers, and with the guidance of the long banner, the power is gathered and can be transformed into a thunderous force in an instant.

This long banner is probably the treasure of heaven and earth.

"Dangtian Banner!"

"Yunlan Dao Sect Dangtian Banner, thousands of immortals and thousands of demons are refined."

Countless exclamations came from all directions.

There are countless treasures in the world, and those who can leave their names are those who have truly experienced killing and have had a fierce record of fighting.

Just like this long banner.

Killing demons and monsters, beheading immortals and gods of war, every time he makes a move, it will trigger the great trend of this world.

"One of the three banners and seven treasures of Yunlan Dao Sect, you really think highly of me, Han." Han Muye clenched the sword in his hand, his face unchanged, and flew towards the soul battle formation.

In this case, let's fight!

The long sword was swung, the fighting spirit and the killing intention were combined, and the sword intention condensed into a thousand-foot-long lightsaber, which chopped off thousands of golden armored Taoist soldiers with one sword.

But these chopped Taoist soldiers just swayed, and then turned back to their original shape, causing the golden spears to turn into a net and press down on Han Muye.

"Dang-"

"Dang-"

The dense sound of long swords slashing and killing was connected into a line.

The golden spear broke into pieces, and then slowly pressed down.

Han Muye's eyes shone with brilliance, and the sword light around him was as bright as the stars and the sun.

The golden light net could only stay ten feet away from him, and it could not get close to him.

This Dangtian Banner was a crushing force of soul power, which could crush countless souls.

But Han Muye was least afraid of the power of soul.

The soul power gathered on his two Yuanshen swords was many times stronger than that of the immortals of the same level.

He was deified twice. He cultivated the righteousness in the mortal world, and his soul was scattered and condensed on millions of broken golden ants.

At this moment, when the soul suppression on the Dangtian Banner came down, not only did his soul not collapse, but the previously loose soul power became more condensed under this pressure.

The sword tip turned into a light wheel, slowly shrinking from ten feet to nine feet.

This took a day.

Su Yunzi was not in a hurry.

He wanted everyone to watch, to watch how a genius elite of swordsmanship was slowly crushed under the immortal treasure of Dao Sect.

How can it show the power of Dao Sect if they kill Yunlan Sword Immortal so easily?

Three days later, the golden light net turned into five feet.

The blue and red sword light in Han Muye's hand was already extremely fast, and it could only block the huge force that was like a crack in the sky.

His sword power was getting stronger and stronger, and the power transmitted from the Dangtian Banner was also getting stronger and stronger.

The clansmen of the Murong family could only be imprisoned on the flying boat, watching Han Muye being suppressed, but they had no power to rescue him.

They couldn't even take a step closer to the fight between such great cultivators.

Three more days.

The sword light space around Han Muye was only ten feet.

Within ten feet, the sword light was dazzling.

Three more days.

The sword light space was still ten feet.

Three more days, the sword light space was still ten feet!

Su Yunzi's expression was already solemn.

The cultivators from all sides who were watching around were also whispering.

Could it be that the most top treasures of Dao Sect couldn't take down an elite of the younger generation of Sword Sect?

How strong is this swordsman elite?

Su Yunzi's eyes slowly turned to the twelve flying boats of the Murong family.

"Boy, you are very strong."

Su Yunzi's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye turned a deaf ear and waved his long sword.

These days, his sword light and soul were suppressed by the Dangtian Banner, and his strength was more than ten times more condensed!

He forcibly suppressed his own strength and did not break the suppression of the Dangtian Banner, just to slowly sharpen it.

Such opportunities are not often available.

"In fact, there is no need for me to kill you."

"Now I will destroy the Murong family and let you go."

"These days, I have punished you enough."

After saying that, Su Yunzi laughed loudly, causing the power of the Dangtian Banner to be more violent, and the power of the surrounding Taoist soldiers was like thunder.

Around Han Muye, who was pressed in a space of ten feet, golden light flourished.

Then, Su Yunzi's voice sounded in the void.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, my Dao Sect has punished you enough, so I will not take your life."

"The Murong family will be destroyed, and you can leave after refining the Dangtian Banner."

"A small punishment and a big warning to serve as a warning to others. Let's see if anyone in your Sword Sect dares to disrespect my Dao Sect in the future."

After the voice fell, Su Yunzi slowly raised his hand.

Finally, he was going to attack the Murong family!

This scene made countless cultivators around whisper, but they did not dare to speak loudly.

Everyone knew that Su Yunzi had to resort to this last resort because he could not take down Yunlan Sword Immortal.

Such means were despicable.

But at this time, who would speak out to stop it?

Who was willing to offend Dao Sect for others who had nothing to do with it?

Who in this Fuyu Immortal Realm had the ability and qualifications to do so?

Dao Sect destroyed the Murong family and killed the rebels to show its own strength.

And punished the disciples of the Sword Sect and spared their lives, showing their means and keeping their distance.

Even if the people who are watching today feel that Su Yunzi's actions are despicable, who dares to say a word of nonsense in the face of the future situation?

The truth, what the strong say, is the truth.

"My Murong family has been passed down for 328,000 years, and the family members have been loyal to Dao Zong countless times, but now they have ended up being killed."

"Heaven is unfair."

"Heaven is unfair!"

On the deck, Murong Chi, who was imprisoned, shouted loudly.

Other Murong family members also shouted loudly.

But these words cannot move anyone.

This is the world of cultivation.

Who can live forever if the blood is not cold?

Su Yunzi watched coldly, watching the people of the Murong family shouting, and his palm slowly pressed down.

The palm with fairy light turned into a mountain peak like the sky, smashing towards the twelve flying boats.

Under this palm, the flying boat was only an inch, and it was crushed with a crush.

"Boy, this is the limit of human power. We sword cultivators will also have our strength exhausted." A familiar voice came to Han Muye's ears who was suppressed by the Dangtian Banner.

Jinxian, Shu Ming, Xuanling Sword Sect's strongman from the Zhan Shen Temple.

The people from Xuanling Sword Sect are here.

"Your Tao heart is stable, and you can handle today's situation."

"But in order to prevent you from having a barrier in your heart against my Sword Sect, I ask you a question."

Shu Ming Jinxian's voice was solemn.

"Do you want me to help you save people?"

The powerful Jinxian of Xuanling Sword Sect came to the Yunlan Dao Sect to save Dao Sect from rebellion and leaving.

This is to tear the face, and Dao Sect and Sword Sect will really be in opposition in the future.

Even the powerful Jinxian dare not act recklessly in this matter.

Shu Ming Jinxian asked solemnly because he valued Han Muye's potential.

If Han Muye wants to save, then he Shu Ming will save.

But a series of problems after the rescue need to be dealt with by Han Muye and he Shu Ming.

"Save people?"

Han Muye's sword did not stop, whispering.

The hand that tilted the sky was about to crush the flying boat of the Murong family.

"I am waiting for you, uncle, to come, but I am not asking you to save people."

Han Muye's words made Shu Ming Jinxian slightly stunned.

Then, he had the answer.

Han Muye, who was wrapped in a ten-foot space by the golden light net transformed by the Dangtian Banner, slashed with a sword, and the sword light tore open the treasure that suppressed the Dao Sect's destiny, and burst out.

The sword light was like the scorching sun, and all the sharpness in the world gathered here!

Han Muye broke through the golden light net with a sword, and the sword tip gathered endless sharpness, and directly hit Su Yunzi who was standing in the void.

A sword of fragrance can block the brilliance of the world!

This sword is fast.

It is as fast as the speed in the world.

This sword is fierce.

All kinds of killing intent gathered in one sword.

This sword is accurate.

Thousands of sword intents only kill one person.

When the sword came out, Su Yunzi's face changed drastically!

The sword light locked the soul, and wanted to kill!

The one to be killed was Su Yunzi!

In front of this sword, his soul actually trembled.

This was the fear from the bottom of his heart, the fear of death.

This sword could not be blocked.

This sword would kill!

Yunlan Sword Immortal used the Murong family as a lure and himself as bait. At this critical moment, he would kill with one sword, and kill the top immortal!

After this sword today, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal was known throughout the Immortal Realm!

Sword cultivator, this is the real sword cultivator!

Patience.

Determination.

Cruel!

In the hearts of countless people, what is a sword cultivator was redefined.

No fame or fortune can compare to the sword in his hand!

He didn't care about protecting the reputation of billions of miles, and he was not afraid of the guilt of killing a top immortal of Dao Sect, just to sharpen the sword in his hand!

Today, he could kill a top immortal, and one day, this Yunlan Sword Immortal could kill a golden immortal!

Sword Immortal, the way he cultivates is to kill people!

"Swish——"

The light curtain that Su Yunzi hastily set up in front of him shattered in an instant.

Han Muye's sword was ten feet away.

When their eyes met, Su Yunzi saw the determined killing intent in Han Muye's eyes.

He was trembling in his heart, and he raised his hand to block the Dangtian Banner that was broken by Han Muye in front of him.

But the long banner that failed to inspire power broke into two pieces with a mournful cry before the sword.

The Dangtian Banner, one of the ten treasures of Dao Sect, broke!

The sword was closer.

Five feet!

Su Yunzi, trembling all over, spread his hands, and the giant palm mountain that had pressed towards the Murong family's flying boat before turned into a five-foot bluestone and blocked in front of him.

"Kacha——"

The bluestone of the mountain was broken by a sword.

At this moment, nothing can block this sword!

This is a sword cultivator.

Life and death, one sword!

Han Muye's spirit, killing intent, sword intent, and fighting intent are all gathered in this sword.

No one and nothing can stop this sword!

Su Yunzi's face showed despair.

When the sword tip was three feet away, he opened his mouth and wanted to shout.

He wanted to beg Han Muye for mercy.

He wanted to call for help from Dao Zong Jinxian.

However, he couldn't make a sound as he watched the sword tip move forward inch by inch.

No one came to rescue him.

It turned out that he had been abandoned...

If the sitting Jinxian wanted to rescue him, he could do it in an instant.

But, no one came.

Who is not a chess piece?

Who is not a discarded piece?

Su Yunzi closed his eyes in despair.

He remembered that he had led his good friend Guan Dongyun to kill a strong man from the Blood Battle Sect, which led to a fierce battle between the two sects. In the end, Guan Dongyun took a secret mission and left the fairyland, never to return.

At the beginning, he asked Guan Dongyun, and Guan Dongyun said that he drew the sword only for the sake of his heart, and it had nothing to do with others.

Today, he finally understood.

The sword cultivator drew the sword only for the sake of his heart.

He himself was just the bait that led the sword cultivator to draw the sword!

"Ah..."

A sigh sounded.

Shu Ming Jin Xian, wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, landed in front of Su Yunzi.

He only understood what Han Muye meant just now.

Save the people of the Murong family?

He doesn't need to save them.

However, he needs to take action to resist this fatal sword and save the people of Dao Sect.

Looking at Han Muye's sword, Shu Ming Jin Xian's expression was solemn.

This sword, even if it is him, must be treated seriously!

This is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world!

Gather the power of ten thousand swords and condense a sharp edge.

Sword cultivators, cultivate swords.

Endless cultivation, cultivate this sword with murderous intent!

The long sword was handed out, and the sword edges collided with each other.

The green sword light intertwined with each other.

The three-foot space was shattered.

The space in front of Han Muye and Shu Ming Jin Xian shattered inch by inch.

Han Muye smiled, watching Shu Ming Jin Xian's sword in his hand unable to hold, the long sword bounced, collapsed and flew, and he raised his hand to hold it.

Then, his own body could not withstand the force of the sword, and he retreated rapidly, blood gushing out of his body.

He suppressed the blood of the divine beast Ba Xia and only used the power of Kui Niu, so he could not withstand the sword.

He had to give the senior sword immortal some face.

The sword of Shu Ming Jin Xian was broken and flew away, but his junior was still unscathed. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Han Muye flew back thousands of feet, then stood with his sword, covered in blood.

He put away Shu Ming Jin Xian's long sword without any hesitation.

Looking at Han Muye standing in the air, although he was covered in blood, he looked like he was full of fighting spirit, and there was a sound of inhalation around him.

"This, this is the peerless sword immortal!"

"Wonderful! Such a sword, it is really worth the trip to see it with your own eyes!"

"Shu Ming Jin Xian, Yun Lan Sword Immortal actually fought with Shu Ming Jin Xian, and both won and lost!"

Countless exclamations came.

No one paid attention to the Murong family.

No one cared about Su Yunzi, whose heart collapsed and his whole body was trembling.

Everyone only saw Yunlan Sword Immortal and the Sword Sect Golden Immortal strongman fighting with swords, neither winning nor losing!

This is how cultivation is in the world, only the strong will be paid attention to.

Han Muye did not speak.

No need.

On the twelve flying boats, the Murong family members were already in tears.

"After today, my Murong family will no longer be loyal to Yunlan Dao Sect."

Murong Chi gritted his teeth and stared at Han Muye, who was covered in blood in front of him.

"From now on, my Murong family will only be loyal to one person."

On the twelve flying boats, everyone looked up at the figure hanging quietly in front.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Countless voices gathered.

At this moment, no one doubted the choice of the Murong family.

Their lives were all saved by Yunlan Sword Immortal at the risk of his life.

Is it wrong to be loyal to such a person?

Yunlan Dao Sect killed all along the way, is it wrong to betray Dao Sect?

In the void, there was silence.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Lu Ji, I rescued your Daoist sect's people, and you didn't even come out to thank me for this kindness?"

Shu Ming Jinxian, who was standing in front of Su Yunzi, suddenly chuckled and spoke.

After he finished speaking, the void shook slightly, and a figure fell.

Wearing a white Wuji robe, a jade Dao crown, and a simple face, the fifty-year-old Taoist took a step forward, shining with golden light, which made everyone around him look sideways.

"The Yunlan Daoist sect's guarding Jinxian, Lu Ji Jinxian!"

"It's Lu Ji Jinxian, who is known as the Daoist sect's Jinxian rampant. Will he fight with Shu Ming Jinxian?"

"How is it possible? Does the Daoist sect still have the nerve to take action at this time?"

The whispers around did not change the face of the Jinxian in front of him at all.

Lu Ji Jinxian looked at Han Muye, and then turned to look at Shu Ming Jinxian with a smile on his face.

"Thank you very much."

With just such a casual sentence, Shu Ming Jinxian's smile became even brighter.

This is a thank you from the Xuanling Sword Sect on behalf of the Dao Sect and the Yunlan Dao Sect.

"Haha, the Sword Sect and the Dao Sect are all about helping each other. Fellow Daoist Su Yunzi is an elite of the Dao Sect. How can I stand by and watch him die?" Shu Ming Jinxian laughed, and then turned his eyes to Han Muye.

"Han boy, take my sword and take your people to Yunlan City."

"It's rare to have loyal people, you must protect them well."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Lu Ji Jinxian, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Lu Ji, I have something to discuss with you."

Lu Ji turned his head to look at Han Muye and the Murong family behind him, and then said lightly: "Okay, please."

Whether the Jinxian came forward, the Murong family or Han Muye, it didn't matter.

With Shu Ming Jinxian here, Lu Ji couldn't take action.

If two Jinxian strongmen fought for the Murong family, who were just ants, the Jinxian in the fairy world would probably be reduced by half.

Today, Shu Ming Jinxian came on behalf of the Sword Sect, and the Jinxian of the Dao Sect also came out.

The rest of the matter is not important.

Han Muye bowed to Shu Ming Jinxian and Lu Ji, and then flew onto the deck.

"Let's go."

Han Muye sat cross-legged, his face indifferent.

He was covered in blood, and his face was exhausted.

Murong Chi and others bowed excitedly.

"Let's go!"

Twelve flying boats flew into the sky and headed towards the wasteland.

Countless immortal cultivators watched the flying boats slowly leave, turned their heads to look at the pale Su Yunzi, and then looked at the direction of the two Jinxians who disappeared at some point.

Yunlan Sword Immortal.

This name will surely spread throughout the Fuyu Immortal Realm after today!

For the promise, protect the Murong family for billions of miles.

For the sword, one sword can fight the Jinxian.

Such a person is a genius!

"Han Wudi, the sword fairy of Yunlan, from now on, there will be another genius in my Fuyu Immortal Realm."

Someone looked at the direction where the flying boat disappeared and whispered softly.

"Yunlan City and Yunteng Wasteland are now changing, which is where our opportunities are." Someone spoke softly with a gleam in his eyes.

Many people flew away, followed the flying boat, and quietly went to Yunteng Wasteland.

In the world of cultivation, only a keen sense of smell can get opportunities.

Yunlan Sword Fairy rises, Yunlan City rises, whoever can invest and bet early can get enough returns.

"This is, Yunteng Wasteland."

Han Muye spoke softly when the flying boat flew over the endless wasteland.

Wasteland.

This is leaving the rule of Dao Zong and leaving completely.

Murong Chi and others turned their heads and looked at the void in the distance with complicated expressions.

As the flying boat moved forward, countless cultivators in the wasteland came to pay their respects and greet them.

Han Wudi, the lord of Yunlan City in Yunteng Wasteland, led his own tribe across hundreds of millions of miles from the rule of Yunlan Dao Sect. This is the glory of the wasteland!

In a moment, hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators gathered in addition to the twelve flying boats.

Ten days later, a big city was in sight.

An old man in a brocade robe stood in the void, looking at the flying boat, smiling and bowing slightly.

"Tao Zihe of Jinyu City has met Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Welcome the Sword Immortal to return to Yunteng Wasteland and spread the reputation of my wasteland."

Looking up, he looked at the twelve flying boats and whispered: "The teleportation array leading to Yunlan City has been laid out. Everyone, you can go home."

Go home!

From now on, Yunlan City is their home!

All the people of the Murong family slowly stood up, with excited expressions on their faces.

"Okay, then we will go home."

Han Muye bowed to Tao Zihe, and then looked forward.

Over there, Zuo Baichou, Zhang Zhenbiao, Zhao Pingyu and others were waiting with smiles.

Being able to set up a teleportation array directly to Yunlan City in such a short time, Zhao Qianzhen's means are indispensable.

"Welcome the city lord back to Yunlan City!"

Zuo Baichou shouted and raised his hand.

Behind him, the teleportation light rose to the sky.

This is a temporary teleportation array.

Han Muye took a step forward and landed outside the teleportation array.

He did not go straight into the array, but turned around and looked at the countless immortal cultivators who were traveling with him.

"My Yunlan City welcomes all Taoist friends to come."

"For those who have no home in the world, Yunlan can be their home."