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Text_The first thousand two hundred and sixty-nine chapters(1/2)

Sometimes, it is not very good to be too popular.

At this moment, Mu Yun looked at the corpses all over the ground, put away the three hundred blood guards and stepped away.

At the same time, on the other side, the entire Holy Tomb was filled with fighting.

No one knows where the entire Holy Sect is located.

However, at this moment, many warriors didn't care about where the Holy Tomb was.

They only know that the only thing here is to kill!

Continuously killing people, constantly killing people.

Only by killing and earning points can you survive.

Mu Yun moved forward before this land, and encountered many auras that reached the fifth-grade true immortal realm. He immediately hid his soul breath and avoided it.

The fifth-grade true immortal, with his current first-grade true immortal realm, there is no need to provoke him.

Moreover, the points obtained by killing first-grade true immortals and fifth-grade true immortals are the same, so there is no need for him to provoke those people.

However, when he encounters some disciples in the first-class true immortals and second-class true immortals, he will not provoke them on his own initiative. However, when people see him, they only have points and nothing else.

He also killed many disciples along the way.

However, he really didn't know when he would be the only one who was aimlessly searching.

Just as Mu Yun was running around like a headless fly, the scene changed ahead.

Originally, he was walking on a desolate land, with only some weeds and bushes.

However, the landforms changed ahead, and some tall peaks between 100 meters and 100 meters appeared.

And the mountains are covered with woods, and they look layered and lush.

It is rare to see some different scenery, and Mu Yun's mood is getting more relaxed at this moment.

Slowly converge your breath, Mu Yun stepped on his steps and entered the mountains and forests.

The fresh atmosphere permeates the mountains and forests, making people feel and have a lot of energy.

However, when Mu Yun stepped into the forest, several figures were hiding in the distance, staring at him firmly.

"Jian Yiming, it's Mu Yun!"

Those figures, when you look closely, there are no more or less, just seven people, and they are the seven martial artists of the Biluo Huangquan Sect.

At this moment, the Seven Warriors hid in the trunk of a giant tree, their breath dissipated, and they observed Mu Yun.

"What a coincidence!"

Li Yun had a cold face, and showed a smile, saying, "This kid is alone, and he dares to run around here!"

He Tianqi also smiled and said, "But don't you feel that this guy is very lucky? At least he hasn't died yet..."

Among the seven martial artists, Jian Yiming is the son of the Three Prison Kings, Li Yun is the son of the Eighteen Prison Kings Li Fengsheng, and He Tianqi is also very talented.

The three of them, slightly better than other disciples, are much stronger.

As for Huo Ran, Xu Lin, Ma Xilai and Qiao Shan, the four of them are much worse than the three of them.

Xu Lin looked at Mu Yun at this moment and looked at him: "No wonder Bi Qingyu cares so much about him. It seems that there is some opportunity..."

"Hmph, I'm just lucky!"

However, Huo Ran sneered.

Hearing this, Jian Yiming frowned.

"Huo Ran, you have to remember the words of the Biqingyu Sect Master. This son cannot move. It is best for us to not have any interaction with him. Moreover, your brother Huo Jun is what he provoked Mu Yun himself, you should know!"

"I see!"

Huo Ran nodded at this moment and said, "But I really can't figure out what the sect leader is thinking? Could it be that he is looking at Mu Yun's Tiansheng qualifications? In my Biluo Huangquan Sect, I don't know how many Tiansheng qualifications they are. They are all under the sect of the Great Prison King..."

"Hurry, be careful!"

Hearing this, Jian Yiming shouted immediately.

"I understand. I will say nonsense if I shouldn't say anything. We know these words, but others won't know them!"

When Huo Ran heard this, he kept silent, but looking at Mu Yun's expression, he had a heartbreaking murderous intent.

"What should I do now?"

Qiao Shan, who was short and fat, said, "This kid doesn't seem to know what's inside, do we want to..."

"The Sect Master said, don't watch him die!" Xu Lin, who was as beautiful as a young woman, slowly spoke: "Look, do you want to remind him?"

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

"I have an idea!"

Jian Yiming spoke slightly, "This son is very strong, we can join forces with him...!"

"joint?"

Listening to Jian Yiming's words, the few people became more and more puzzled.

United? How to unite?

Will Mu Yun believe their words?

Jian Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, we are bound to win the thing inside. It's not too much to add him. Moreover, this guy has a good impression of me, Biluo Huangquan Sect, and he should agree!"

"Besides, the order of the sect leader is to let us pay more attention to Mu Yun. This time, we can treat him like a normal person, and we will not harm him."

Hearing this, several people nodded.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go find him!"

Jian Yiming let out a sigh and said relaxedly.

But at this moment, Na Huoran's face was always a little gloomy.

Jian Yiming walked up to Huo Ran and whispered, "Huo Ran, I know that you are quite caring for your brother, but I still think that we are the Seven Warriors, so I would like to remind you - don't mess with Mu Yun!"

"I can't say anything extra, I hope you remember this sentence!"

"Did you hear anything from your father?" Huo Ran was shocked.

"No, but I advise you! Okay, let's go."

Hearing Jian Yiming's words, he became more and more surprised.

This sword sounded, and seemed to have something to say.

Could it be that Mu Yun really has any connection with their Biluo Huangquan Sect?

Huo Ran hesitated immediately.

At this moment, Mu Yun had just entered the mountains and forests, and after going deeper than a few hundred meters, he suddenly felt that his breath had become floating and sinking.

This is the strange aura between the mountains and forests.

It makes people unable to understand, but it is a real feeling of existence.

Mu Yun stepped out step by step, breathing the breath of air. Gradually, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It seems that you have guessed it!"

However, Mu Yun had just realized the truth, and suddenly a voice sounded, and he turned around and looked behind him.

Seven figures appeared beside him.

"Sword Yiming!"

Seeing Jian Yiming, Mu Yun put his vigilance a little.

"Mu Yun, long time no see!"

Jian Yiming also greeted him enthusiastically.

"It's been a long time since we saw each other!"

Mu Yun looked at Jian Yiming and the seven men, but found that the seven martial artists were completely different from those at that time.

Once in the Trial of the Three Poles Heavenly Alliance, it has been more than ten years apart.

His progress was so rapid that he reached the realm of first-class true immortals.

But these seven martial artists, one by one, are actually still terrifying.

Mu Yun also knew at that time that the strength and realm of the seven of them were all within his own strength.

Now, it is still in my own way, but the gap in realm seems to have not narrowed, but has increased.

Mu Yun deeply understood that there were only two possibilities.

The first one is that the seven of them are even more talented.

This is obviously impossible.

He is now of a peerless saint qualification, and these guys cannot be stronger than him at the speed of increasing speed.
To be continued...
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