"Haha, Su Xinghai, I have heard that you are at the top Immortal King level, but I don't know how top strength you are, the top Immortal King, are. I will learn about it today!"

"OK!"

Xu Lin also sneered: "I haven't been exercising my muscles for many years, and I just want to exercise!"

The four figures immediately killed each other.

At the same time, the four venerables from the Mie Tian Sword Sect looked at the top powerhouses of the three major sects close to each other, and were cautious.

"It's a problem now!"

Ye Hongyun frowned and said.

"Hehe, what's the trouble?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "I think these people have not made much progress over the years. If the eldest brother is here, it will probably be a problem with Yijian!"

"Old Qin, what you said, Brother is here, how can we do anything about us!"

Qing Ziyun and Zhan Lingtian also smiled bitterly, but the four of them took out their weapons and treated them solemnly.

"Xiaoyun, don't worry, uncles are here, these old guys will never let them get close to you!"

"Uncle Ye, Uncle Qin, Uncle Qing, Uncle Zhan..."

Looking at the firm backs of the four people, Mu Yun felt warm in his heart.

"Okay OK!"

Yu Chengfeng waved his hand at this moment and said, "Young Master, don't underestimate our Biluo Huangquan Sect. Over the years, the Master has made a lot of preparations!"

"The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow Spring, now is your chance to start showing. The life of the young master is in you!"

As Yu Chengfeng finished his words, the sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Suddenly, between the entire world, sounds of breaking through the air, and eighteen figures dressed in black and wearing ghost masks appeared out of thin air.

Yu Chengfeng and Wang Yufeng retreated and looked at the eighteen people and said, "I have been raising troops for a thousand years and used troops for a while! Now is your chance to show your strength!"

"Abide by the order!"

Swish swish swish swish...

After the words fell, eighteen figures spread out immediately.

In an instant, the nine palace masters and the six hall masters were stopped by eighteen people.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun was even more shocked.

The nine palace masters and six hall masters were all famous top immortal king realms, but they were actually stopped by these eighteen people.

Who are these eighteen people?

But at this moment, Mu Yun was not in the mood to watch these people fight.

He must break the seal.

Otherwise, if we continue to fight, the Biluo Huangquan Sect and the Mietian Sword Sect will still be at a disadvantage.

Mu Yun's soul returned to the Zhuxian map and said, "Guiyi, now is not the time to joke!"

"I know, but this Spirit-Devouring Array is not something I can open. If you want to open it, maybe you can do it yourself!"

"I can? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I haven't noticed it before!"

Gui Yi said speechlessly: "You haven't found the ancient good things to swallow them for me, otherwise I will help you break them directly. I just discovered that your bloodline may be of great use!"

"Bloodline?"

Mu Yun was shocked.

"That's right, you are now powered by the second bloodline. Five Nine Spirits have seized the Heavenly Monument. The fifth Nine Spirits have seized the Heavenly Monument. You haven't studied it much yet. Maybe you can take the opportunity to break through to the third bloodline and trigger changes in your bloodline. These iron chains are sure of your bloodline. When your bloodline changes, you will change in an instant. If the iron chain loses its target, you can take the opportunity to escape!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun nodded immediately, sat cross-legged, and stopped talking.

Yes, bloodline!

His bloodline has been changing all the time.

This time, it must be OK!

Making up his mind, Mu Yun no longer thought about anything else.

When Ye Xueqi saw Mu Yun sitting cross-legged, she immediately looked around cautiously to protect Mu Yun.

At this moment, the battle between the field became more and more intense.

Especially Ye Jingyun, Lu Qingfeng and Jian Fengxian.

Which of the top ten immortal kings in the fairy world is not a famous person? Yu Huafeng and Jian Nantian are the most likely to enter the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

At this moment, Lu Qingfeng and Yu Huafeng fought.

The two of them were fighting fiercely, and the world was lost in the entire air.

The terrifying pressure made everyone below feel that breathing became difficult.

powerful!

It's really too strong.

At this moment, Yu Huafeng became more and more surprised as he fought.

He could see that the person in front of him did not seem to have used his strongest attack, but at this moment, he could not suppress it.

If this person uses his real powerful means, he still doesn't know how!

"Who are you?" Yu Huafeng shouted in a deep voice.

"You don't need to know who I am. As long as you know, if you cooperate with the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, you will definitely die if you want to kill the young sect leader!"

Hearing this, Yu Huafeng felt even more angry.

"You are seeking death by yourself!"

As Yuhuafeng finished his words, a surge of force broke out directly with a wave of his hand.

"Great Underworld Divine Art?"

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingfeng was shocked.

"I didn't expect that this great magic magic of the underworld has not passed away, but it is in your Yu Huafeng's hands. Yu Xuantian is really good to you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yu Huafeng shouted immediately: "Today, you will definitely die!"

Seeing the roaring wind coming, Lu Qingfeng waved his long sword in his hand gently.

Turning back and looking at Mu Yun below, Lu Qingfeng sighed and said, "Junior brother, I had no face to face you, but now... you probably know who I am..."

After the words fell, Lu Qingfeng waved his palm and his sword kept flipping.

"The world is vast, and the universe, sun and moon move with my will!"

Lu Qingfeng shouted some words, and in an instant, the long sword in his hand changed in shape at this moment, and the dust on the surface seemed to have been torn apart.

A long blue sword suddenly appeared.

"Qingxiao Sword..."

Seeing the long sword, Yu Huafeng exclaimed immediately.

Below, Ye Xueqi's face was even more shocked.

"Qing...xiao...sword!"

Word by word, it fell into Mu Yun's ears. Mu Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked into the air.

"Senior Brother..."

Three words are extremely heavy.

Looking at the purple-robed figure, Mu Yun's heart felt like a thorn in his throat and could not say a word.

In front of him, there seemed to be a figure like an older brother.

"Haha... Master, this is the junior brother? You can be accepted as a closed disciple by you. It's amazing. Hello, junior brother, I am Lu Qingfeng, and I will be your senior brother in the future!"

He joined Mie Tianyan's sect and became Mie Tianyan's third closed disciple and the last closed disciple.

That's what the eldest brother said at that time.

"Qingshan Sword Saint Lu Qingfeng!"

Yu Huafeng was completely stunned at this moment.

"You are not dead!"

This roar immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Wenxuan was walking through the crowd at this moment. Seeing the figure in the sky, he felt so nervous.
To be continued...