"You have a certain reputation as a banished immortal. You are really very clever."

Li Mubai looked at Han Muye, and although his expression was indifferent, he was more appreciative.

"I'm very curious, senior, why you haven't left this world since you are already here."

Han Muye looked at Li Mubai and asked.

This place is one of the three passages leaving the Tianxuan Realm.

With this little black sword as the key, you can leave.

Of course, the beacon and the power of space in the black sword have been removed by Han Muye. I really want to leave, but I really can't leave with the black sword.

"Who said I was leaving?" Li Mubai shook his head, with a smile on his face: "Do you think that since I am a demon cultivator, I should leave the Western Border and go to the misty and uncertain realm?"

Li Mubai's words surprised Han Muye.

He did not expect that Li Mubai did not come to the quiet room below the Jiange just to leave Xijiang.

You must know that under normal circumstances, under the suppression of Jiange, no one can come to this quiet room.

The reason why Li Mubai and Bai Suzhen were able to come today was entirely because Han Muye had used up all his swords, causing the sword pavilion to temporarily lose its protective power.

"My girl is determined to take a look." A trace of complex emotions flashed across Li Mubai's face, and then he whispered: "That wooden comb belongs to her mother."

Han Muye was slightly startled.

Could the wooden comb placed on the small eucalyptus belong to Li Mubai's hair-tying wife?

"Everyone in the world has rumored that I, Li Mubai, was possessed by a demon and personally beheaded my wife who got her hair extensions." Li Mubai's eyes showed loneliness and sadness, and he lowered his head slightly.

Han Muye was a little surprised when such an expression appeared on the face of a peerless demon cultivator.

"How could I let it go..." Li Mubai whispered.

Unless Li Mubai said it himself, Han Muye would not know the truth in this rumor.

At that time, the Miss Bai family fell in love with Li Mubai, who was transformed into a poor monk, at first sight, and insisted on marrying despite the opposition of the family.

Those days were really beautiful.

But later Li Mubai finally wanted to return to Shangyang Demon Sect.

Miss Bai family also followed him to practice in the Demon Sect.

A peerless cultivator, and a young lady from a merchant family, the status changes between the two, and the gap in cultivation strength slowly emerged.

Unknown to outsiders, Miss Bai found it difficult to accept it.

"Aru is possessed." Li Mubai clenched his palms tightly.

"I've tried everything and can't stop it."

"The demonic barrier in my heart was taken advantage of by the demon from outside the territory." Li Mubai's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.

"She, she wants a child."

"Later, she asked me to kill her with my own hands."

Li Mubai raised his head and looked at Han Muye: "I came to Jiange to see her leave."

"Even if she turns into a demon, I won't be willing to take action after all."

Li Mubai's eyes showed helplessness and self-blame: "I am incompetent and unable to suppress the power of the devil."

Demon.

Han Muye remembered that Huang Laoliu was contaminated with demonic nature in this quiet room.

Is outside this quiet room passage the realm of demon cultivation?

I wonder if the possessed Huang Laoliu has a chance to return?

In the quiet room, Han Muye and Li Mubai were speechless for a moment.

After a long time, Li Mubai sighed softly: "My girl took away her mother's wooden comb and put down the sword."

"That's fine."

"You and her are just like Aru and I back then."

"After all, you can't force things like fate."

Can't force it.

At that time, Li Mubai and Miss Bai's family seemed to be harmonious and beautiful, like a fairy couple, but one was a major practitioner of magic and the other was the daughter of a merchant.

This gap can make people have evil thoughts.

Today, Han Muye is in charge of the sword pavilion and breaks the sky wall with one sword.

Even if Bai Suzhen has the Shangyang Demon Sect and the Bai family behind her, she can only look up.

Such a gap, when they are really together, makes people feel evil.

Holding a small sword in his hand, Han Muye didn't know how to speak.

"From now on, Western Border will be your world, and I, the Shangyang Demon Sect, will restrain the demon cultivators."

"I hope you will give me and other demon cultivators a chance to practice in a stable manner."

"I will leave Xijiang."

When Li Mubai left, his back looked a little lonely.

This demonic master seems to be not as ruthless and tyrannical as the rumors say.

Also, how credible is this rumor?

Returning to the third floor of the sword pavilion, Han Muye walked cross-legged, his sword aura connecting with the power in the sword pavilion.

The golden-purple sword in his sea of ​​energy dispersed into endless sword energy, pouring directly into the sword hidden in the sword pavilion.

At this moment, the sword pavilion roared, and the entire three floors of the sword pavilion were stained golden purple.

Keep a sword.

Use the sword to nourish your energy.

Use people to raise swords.

This is Jiange.

There was a three-day banquet for the succession ceremony of the leader of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, and Han Muye showed his nakedness on the last day.

Many sect leaders and elders came to propose a toast, but Han Muye refused because he was injured by the sword energy and could not drink.

"Elder Han." The leader of the Fengling Sword Sect, who was wearing a green robe, stepped forward and gently cupped his hands.

Han Muye nodded, and the two of them walked outside the hall.

Jiuxuan Sword Sect became the largest sect in Western Xinjiang, and naturally became the first sword sect in Western Xinjiang.

The battle between Fengling Sword Sect and Jiuxuan Sword Sect ended here.

The enmity between the two sects is of course countless.

However, Zhongzhou Daxiu came to attack, and the leader of the Fengling Sword Sect chose to fight side by side with the Jiuxuan Sword Sect. This somewhat showed the Fengling Sword Sect's sincerity in reconciliation.

"When I broke through to the Heaven Realm, I borrowed the power of Southern Wilderness." Zhang Cheng spoke in a low voice as he watched the clouds surging above the Nine Mysteries.

Of course Han Muye knew this.

It's not much of a secret.

"There is a treasure in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Monsters that can withstand lightning disasters."

Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked at Han Muye: "That's a beak horn."

A horn can ward off lightning disaster!

Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.

"Judging from the current general situation in Western Border, if the Southern Wilderness moves westward, it will definitely take many more heavenly realms to suppress it."

"There are many half-step heaven realms in Western Xinjiang, but when it comes to reaching the heaven realm, few can survive the thunder tribulation."

"If you can get the treasures in the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, you can help create many more heavenly realms in Western Xinjiang."

Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a look of expectation.

Zhang Cheng turned around and left, while Han Muye looked towards the sky.

Han Muye was not sure whether Zhang Cheng really wanted more heavenly realms in Western Xinjiang or if he had other plans.

unimportant.

He wants the black horns in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Demons.

He had Kui cowhide in his hand and was very interested in the horn.

"Senior Brother Han," a voice said from behind Han Muye: "Can we still be friends in the future?"

Han Muye turned around and saw Bai Suzhen, who looked a little haggard.
To be continued...