"Haven't you always wanted to see the Yunlan Sword Immortal and the Lord of the Nine Mysteries?"

"Now that the master of Jiuxuan Sword Sect has returned, you don't dare to recognize him?"

Dayan Taoist smiles, his body is illusive and turbulent.

Yunlan Sword Immortal!

The person in front of me is really Yunlan Sword Immortal!

Others can admit their mistakes, but Daoist Dayan cannot admit his mistakes.

Daoist Dayan was once Yunlan Sword Immortal Shukenmaru.

"Meet Ancestor Yunlan."

"Meet Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Meet the Patriarch."

…

Various chaotic shouts sounded.

Their names are different, but they all refer to the same person.

The inheritor and founder of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect in the Wild Sky Realm, he was the powerful man who broke the barriers between the immortal world and the divine world with one sword and made the whole world of cultivation in the wild universe no longer blocked.

This person is the ancestor in the eyes of sword practitioners in the world, the pride in the hearts of sword practitioners, and the end of their pursuit.

When the shouts resounded, all the practitioners in the distance showed confusion on their faces.

But when they heard clearly what the surrounded sword cultivators were shouting, everyone was panicked and confused.

"impossible……"

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, it's impossible for people like that to come here."

"Sword Immortal Yunlan is a powerful immortal, how could he possibly reach such a low-level continent!"

Countless exclamations.

Everyone retreated subconsciously.

Even if it is not true, treat it with caution.

Han Muye looked at the phantom of Taoist Dayan in front of him, with a hint of emotion on his face.

Along the way, without realizing it, too many old friends have disappeared in the long river of time.

This is practice.

Cultivation in this world has always been so unfree.

Even if I transcend one day, what will happen?

Countless strong men eventually become lonely, maybe they just don’t want to have too much involvement in the world, right?

But what’s the point of practicing that way?

Han Muye raised his hand, and a black war puppet flew down in front of Taoist Dayan.

Daoist Dayan's phantom soul had already been thrown into the battle before he could make a sound.

The originally stiff warrior was shaken and slowly moved his body muscles.

The war puppet's eyes opened, revealing surprise.

"This is, this is-"

Taoist Dayan naturally recognizes Zhan Puppet.

But he never thought that such a war puppet would have the opportunity to be controlled by him.

He is a weapon spirit, so it is impossible for him to control the war puppet.

Otherwise, Huang Zhihu would have given him a war puppet.

Moreover, at this time, Taoist Dayan clearly felt that the body of this war puppet was different from other war puppets.

This body seems to be more agile, almost like a real body.

Han Muye threw the sword pill forward and said, "Try it."

Daoist Daoyan stretched out his hand to take the sword pill and flew out in one step. The speed was too fast and he directly hit a celestial monster.

The body of the demonic beast was directly smashed into pieces that day, and then several surrounding demonic beasts also collapsed instantly.

Taoist Dayan was stunned for a moment, looked down at his body, and then laughed.

"Damn it, Grandpa Dayan is so hard sometimes!"

"Come on, let's see who is tougher."

Clenching his fists, Taoist Dayan rushed into the group of heavenly demon beasts.

Han Muye shook his head.

This guy has forgotten that he is a master of swordsmanship.

Taoist Dayan is the sword pill of Sword Master Yuan Tian, ​​and his swordsmanship is extraordinary.

But it doesn't matter, with the body of a prehistoric level war puppet, Taoist Dayan can completely sweep the heavenly monsters here.

These days, the monsters don't even have a chance to leave a mark on his armor, let alone hurt him.

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the surrounding Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciples.

He raised his hand and waved, and more than a thousand battle armors flew down.

They are all at least level eight.

"Solve the battle, and then we return to Jiuxuan City." Han Muye whispered.

All the sword cultivators looked at each other, with surprise on their faces, and they all bowed.

Bright sword lights rose up one after another, and the phantom of a war puppet appeared.

Visible to the naked eye, countless spiritual lights flashed, and the power of energy and blood turned into the shadow of the warrior rising into the sky.

When the demonic beast was alarmed by the strong power and began to retreat, it was already too late.

The sword light spread horizontally and began to sweep across.

Daoist Daoyan, who had had enough fun, transformed the sword pill in his hand into a hundred-foot-long sword and slashed rapidly.

The bodies of all the surrounding Celestial Monsters were shattered into pieces and transformed into individual Dzi beads.

In the distance, the cultivators from the Desolate Heaven Realm looked pale and ran away quickly.

They did not go to the wilderness.

If you go to the wilderness, you may not be able to escape with your life.

Han Muye looked around but did not take action.

They are just ants, there is no need for him to take action.

"boom--"

The last Sky Monster was killed, and a Dzi Bead flew into Han Muye's hand.

…

Half a day later, Han Muye was sitting in the main hall of Jiuxuan City.

The surrounding scene is still the same as the original hall on Jiuxuan Mountain in Western Xinjiang.

It's just that Jiuxuan Mountain is completely inferior to the splendor of Jiuxuan Sword Sect at this time.

At this time, the people bowing down below the main hall were all disciples who had stayed behind. Their cultivation levels were not high, at most they were in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

This is because after being promoted to the Continent, the upper limit of practice has been increased.

"Master, there are currently 3.85 million sect disciples left in Jiuxuan City."

"The other three and a half million Nine-Xuan Sword Sect disciples are all in the Upper Domain."

Taoist Dayan looked at Han Muye and whispered: "Some disciples have also died."

It is impossible to practice without the risk of falling.

Han Muye looked down, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Wow--"

Han Muye waved his sleeves, and dzi beads flew down one after another.

There is also a Zunzhanpuppet battle armor.

"After today, the disciples of Jiuxuan Sword Sect will do their best to improve their cultivation."

"Each person controls a war puppet armor and practices the battle formation."

"Taoist Dayan, you lead a group of disciples out and unify the Desolate Heaven Territory as quickly as possible."
To be continued...