"Yue Tingge, the Taoist Sect of Heaven, pay homage to Mu Tianzun!"

The Taoist sage of the mysterious robe had a bad temper. He kowtowed a few times, turned around and returned to the campfire angrily, continued to eat meat and drink, and sneered: "You are just a little magical person, who has taken the title of the Heavenly Lord. I respect your title, not you!"

Qin Mu didn't care: "This man has a really bad temper."

Luo Wushuang frowned slightly and said to himself: "Yue Tingge, Yue Tingge, there seems to have heard of this name somewhere..."

The Taoist Yue Tingge no longer had the previous arrogance, and only cared about eating and drinking at the door, but only occasionally glanced at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu waved his hand and dispersed the banquet. All the delicacies and delicacies turned into spiritual consciousness and dispersed.

He clapped his hands again, and saw many beauties lined up like long dragons, constantly walking out of the void, posing in a big banquet.

"Maha--"

Suddenly, a huge head poked over. It was the divine dragon that Qin Mu had visualized. He stared at the flowing water and drooled with excitement. The dragon's tail swept around, and smoke and dust filled with it.

As Qin Mu expected, this divine dragon did not die under the power of the Fire Heavenly Lord's imprint, and actually ran over with their trails.

"When I was visualizing the dragon, I couldn't help but think of Long Pang? So the guy I visualized was also this kind of virtue?"

Qin Mu was distracted by the dragon, threw down his chopsticks and waved his hand. The dragon was overjoyed and immediately rushed to the banquet, eating and drinking.

Luo Wushuang still looked at the Taoist lord and whispered: "Yue Tingge, Tianting Taoist Sect... Who is it?"

He thought hard and felt that he had an impression of the name, but he could never remember it.

This Taoist man has a mysterious origin. It is obvious that this time, the Heavenly Court only sent them to Taixu. In addition to them, there are Huotianzun and Xutianzun and his group. Where did this Taoist man come from?

If it were someone sent from the Heavenly Court before, how did this Taoist survive in this extremely dangerous place?

At this moment, a sudden voice came: "Mu Tianzun is worthy of being the Tianzun. He is so romantic and elegant. No matter where he goes, he is full of beauty, which is enviable."

Qin Muxun looked at it, but there were several true gods coming from the same boat.

When the tower ship sailed to Taixu Land, more than half of the casualties were killed or injured. Only a hundred people fell into the world of Taixu Land. More than ten people died in the previous city. Even Haotianzun’s disciple Xiu Youfang and Pan Chunjin died there.

Now, there are not many people left in Taixu Land, which is beyond Qin Mu's knowledge.

The Taixu monster broke out last night, and obviously this strange thing happened in more than one place. I am afraid that there are Taixu monsters in other places, and not many people can survive.

Luo Wushuang stood up, looked at the people, and said solemnly: "Everyone, Mu Tianzun's skills are vast and he has the grace of imparting the magical methods to all living beings. Now we are in danger together, and I don't know if we can leave alive. Now we should only work together to deal with the strangeness of Taixu, so that we can hope to find Huo Tianzun and Xu Tianzun. What do you think?"

One of them glanced at him and sneered: "Shen Dao Luo, are you hugging Mu Tianzun's thigh now?"

Luo Wushuang's eyes leaped, like two divine swords intertwined in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Luo is famous in Heaven and is respected as the first divine sword. Have you ever hugged anyone's thigh?"

Another young man smiled and said, "Shen Dao Luo, Mu Tianzun's legs are not thighs, they are very thin. Be careful and don't hold them wrong. This time we traveled, in name, to pick up Huo Tianzun Xu Tianzun, but in fact, we took the opportunity to get rid of Mu Tianzun. Shenzao Luo, you are a smart person, and I think you have seen this a long time ago."

A woman said coldly: "The purpose of your followers is to let you come to the formation and help us get rid of Mu Tianzun! Do you want to be scattered?"

Luo Wushuang was confused and looked at Qin Mu.

The beauty Qin Mu was surrounded by beauties and smiled and said, "Don't worry, Luo Shen Dao. I already knew the purpose of your trip, and I also knew that you were not really killing me, but just wanted to compete with your sword technique and the advantages and disadvantages of my sword technique. This is your inner demon, you have to eliminate it, I understand your difficulties."

Luo Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and said to the three people in a deep voice: "Everyone, I have saved you. If it weren't for me, you would not have come here alive. You would have died on the boat. I will give you the favor of saving your life and Mu Tianzun to let go of your past grudges..."

"Okay OK."

The woman said impatiently: "Shen Dao Luo, can you still go to heaven to give you a face? Don't forget that your duty is to protect us! It is your duty to save us, so of course! You are not able to protect yourself, so that more than 300 people died and only a hundred people were left. This is a great sin!"

"The Luoshen Sword is the Heavenly Court that gives you a bite of food."

The young man said, "You have to think clearly. Help us capture Mu Tianzun, and you will become a success after you go back. With your current cultivation strength, you should not stay in Lingxiu Army as a teacher. You are more than enough to go out to be a chief official. Haven't you ever thought about why you have not been promoted?"

Another smiled and said, "It is because you have never hugged your thighs. This is a great opportunity, don't hug the wrong thighs."

Luo Wushuang's side is as deep as water.

Qin Mu stood up, pushed away the beauty beside him, touched the dragon whose belly was already rounded, and suddenly smiled, "Luo Shenshou, in my opinion, we still don't need to compete in swords, there is no need."

Luo Wushuang looked at the nose and the nose looked at the heart, just like an old monk entering into meditation: "Why did Qin Ba's body say this?"

"A knife is better than bend."

Qin Mu waved his sleeves, and the remaining mat disappeared, and the beauty disappeared without a trace. All of them turned into spiritual consciousness and drifted away. He said leisurely: "I respect the knife, respect its richness and greatness, respect its gratitude and gratitude. I saw you waiting for me to show up to face you for 40,000 years, and admire your tenacity. However, I couldn't help but be disappointed when I saw you so cautious and timid."

Luo Wushuang's eyebrows and eyes opened slightly and said lightly: "Am I cautious and timid?"

"I am the Heavenly Lord. You dare to challenge me, but you are just bullying me for being young and weak."

Qin Mu said: "These are disciples of the Heavenly Venerable, but you are humble and timid. You are insulted and dare not release one. You are so bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and you cannot bear my sword. Are you worthy of being called the Divine Sword?"

Luo Wushuang's eyes opened, and the sword light flashed in his eyes, holding it without emitting.

Qin Mu continued: "The sword god I saw was wild and heroic, not afraid of power, and had no fear of anything. He dared to shoot swords into the sky, did not retreat because his opponent was too strong, and did not rely on his strength because his opponent was too weak. Facing the powerful, he dared to sniff the knife and drink blood, and took the emperor's head. Facing the weak, he was willing to be humble, hide in the market, and be a pig-killer butcher. This is the sword god. And you..."

He sneered, "It's just a knife maker who has refined his sword skills squarely, not as good as Zhehuali. You said you have broken the god in your heart, and I see, there are still countless gods in your heart."

Luo Wushuang was furious and his momentum suddenly burst out, like a treasure knife cutting the sky in an instant, dividing the sky into two!

"Your Majesty, how dare you underestimate me!"

Luo Wushuang was furious, and his vitality mixed with qi and blood soared into the sky, turning into a blood-colored sword light. The sword was ten thousand feet long, and then the qi and blood were condensed, getting shorter and shorter!

Although this knife is shortened, its power is getting stronger and stronger!

"Qin Bati, the sword technique you saw before was my sword technique after becoming a god. The sword technique you saw on the boat was my understanding over the years."

Luo Wushuang's eyes were cold, and his qi and blood were condensed to the extreme, turning into a long sword, which was snatched in his hand with one arm. His murderous aura was majestic and surging, and he said in a sequel: "The me on the ship is different from the me now. My sword skills on the ship are also different from my sword skills! I want you to take a look at my sword skills today!"

The three disciples of the Heavenly Venerable looked at each other and smiled. The woman chuckled and said, "If the God Dao Luo takes action, we can save some trouble. After all, this Mu Tianzun is not weak, and the crime of killing Mu Tianzun is not small..."

The young man looked at the vicious Taoist not far away, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Who is this Taoist? Why did he appear here?"

The three of them looked at the face of the evil Taoist man, feeling that they had seen it somewhere, but they couldn't remember it.

Luo Wushuang's aura was completely blooming, and the power of the divine sword burst out: "Please give me advice!"

The sword light rose and blood filled the sky.

Before one of the three disciples of the Heavenly Venerable had reacted, Luo Wushuang's divine sword suddenly came and killed him!

The other two were shocked and angry, and immediately shouted in unison, killed him, and said angrily: "Luo Wushuang, are you going to rebel?"

Luo Wushuang turned a deaf ear and used his sword skills and his sword path.

His knife skills are upright and orderly, and each knife strives to be accurate. Every power contained in the knife, every angle and every move are measured by the most exquisite craftsman.

However, at this moment, his sword technique contained unruly passion in Fangzheng and had the spirit of killing the sky with one sword.

If a sword is a gentleman, then his sword is a king.

He jumped out of the shackles of his previous sword technique, destroyed the spirit in his heart, smoothed out all fears, and only the pure Tao was left!

His sword raised, and the light of the sword formed a lot of heavens, with stars shining, blue sky and white clouds, pouring rain, sunny wind and clouds, surging clouds, and thunder and lightning shocking the sky, with extremely powerful power.

One great road and one great sky.

He is the sword god in the heavenly court, the first divine sword in the heavenly court. The sword is as majestic as the sky, and the sword falls like a wall, perfectly integrating exquisiteness and atmosphere!

In the past, he studied things and learned knowledge and explored the ultimate mystery of the sword art. Although it was powerful, it was not scary.

Now he is united in knowledge and action, integrated into his state of mind, and integrated what he knows about things into his own qi, blood and spirit.

Although Luo Wushuang is one-armed, she is the most terrifying!

The two disciples of the Heavenly Venerable fought hard under his sword sky. Three heavenly palaces were floating behind them, and they were practicing the small heavenly court skills.

Luo Wushuang's injuries have not yet recovered, so he can only use the cultivation level of the True God realm.

For the disciples of the Heavenly Venerable, Luo Wushuang is just a wild path. The skills he practices are not authentic and the magical powers he practices are not authentic.

Sword technique is the acquired way, but what they practice is the innate way of ancient gods, the difference between acquired innate and mud.

They practiced the imperial throne skills taught by the Heavenly Lord, and there were as many as three. Using the imperial throne skills to enter the Tao and comprehend the best magical powers, they must be far superior to those of Luo Wushuang.

However, now they are struggling to fight against two, and they are in great difficulty and are full of dangers.

This battle comes quickly and ends quickly.

A blood suddenly appeared in the sword light.

Luo Wushuang pushed the knife with his hand and cut the young true god in half.

Another woman was panicked and rose up in the air and was about to escape. Luo Wushuang shouted and slashed away the flying knife. The woman's head fell to the ground, and her body still ran forward until she flew out of the creator city before she fell into the dust.

Luo Wushuang put away the knife, and the long sword transformed by the blood of Qi sank into his body with a sound. He turned to Qin Mu and looked at him, and his eyes looked like sword lights pointed directly at Qin Mu.

"Qin Bati, what is my sword technique? Are you qualified to challenge you?"

Qin Mu looked at his change in momentum and his sword technique, and couldn't help but smile with a gratitude and said, "It's OK. Luo Shenshou, please sit down."

Luo Wushuang walked over with big strides, and his clothes were flying. As the clothes were fluttering, the air below was stimulated by his momentum, as if thousands of sword energy were colliding through.

He came to Qin Mu, his breath had calmed down and he sat down.

The evil Taoist not far away turned to look here and praised: "One hand, your sword technique is pretty good."

Luo Wushuang's eyes looked at him, and suddenly his mind roared. He remembered where he had seen this evil Taoist man. He couldn't help but shocked and said in a lost voice: "You are Master Yue Tian!"

Qin Mu was stunned and said, "Master Yue Tian? Which Master Yue Tian?"

Suddenly, he also woke up and remembered Shi Yunchuxiu's words on the boat.
Chapter completed!