Deep in the Daoxuantian, a mysterious place. The powerful spiritual power surrounds the valley in the middle. A figure like a fairy-like swaying bone was sitting in the floating flying cross-legged position. Under him, a cyclone of spiritual power continued to rotate continuously and lasted for a long time.

But when a special connection energy on the other side of the sky suddenly dissipated, the cyclone under him also instantly dissipated, and his whole body fell down with a bang. But his sharp eyes suddenly opened, and his body turned, forcibly stabilizing his body.

He staggered back a few steps. He covered his chest with his right hand, and a trace of blood penetrated out of the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with incredible, even angry light: "Good boy, he actually has such a great explosive power."

Indeed, he underestimated Lin Mu's strength too much and actually exploded the tricks of Wanjian Guizong at the last moment. The Sword Sect is the position of tens of millions of weapons, so once it reaches its extreme, its power will be as powerful as imagined.

"Damn it, the ancient beast of the Mingyuan that I have tried hard to win over many years is actually broken to you. After I recovered this injury, I will definitely pay a hundred times the price. Haha... As for the consequences..."

His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. This valley was completely filled with powerful spiritual power shields. It was impossible for ordinary practitioners to get close to it. Moreover, the valley was filled with barriers, which were terrifying and unimaginable.

The aura is connected to the old man's aura. As long as he remains here, no matter how much impact he is, he will definitely recover. It is just a matter of time. This time, the Wanjian Returns to the Sect, so it is not that easy.

Who is this person? Why is there such a powerful force? No one knows. At this moment, he returned to his unique place of cultivation, sat cross-legged, and circulated his spiritual power over and over again, trying to repair the meridians in his body.

But it was hard to imagine that he opened his eyes after a moment, clenched his fists with both hands: "It's so damn! The little brat actually played with me. The sealed barrier was mixed in the sword energy, blocking my meridians for a short time."

Furious as if thunder, the originally gray silk actually appeared a faint red in anger. The light shrouded in light, looking like a rooster with a hair-fried feeling, and it felt a little funny, but it did not hide the murderous aura at all.

The sword energy enters the body, plus the sealing power. The old man has no way to use spiritual power to repair it for the time being. So he can only endure it for the time and wait for an opportunity. The spiritual energy here is abundant and very pure, and it can be solved as soon as time comes.

With his hands formed seals, his spiritual sense changed, and he entered deep cultivation: "Damn it, what a bad idea? I actually asked me to touch the hard bones. I was deliberately tricked me. This boy, Tianyang Jun, is not a good person, you can wait!"

Just as the old man was furious, Lin Mu was also healing his wounds. He let go of the attack on the Sword King Sect for the time being. Fortunately, all the disciples of Wangui Sect were fine, and they were first protected by barriers, and the power of petrification was finally resolved.

In the secret room, Xu Muqing sat cross-legged behind Lin Mu. A powerful spiritual power surged from his jade hand, which looked very cold, but in Lin Mu's eyes it was very warm. Because his breath could be transformed at any time and was unique.

During the healing, the two of them had completely connected their breath or spirit. So Lin Mu could communicate with Xu Muqing at will. But for a long time, no matter how he spoke, he did not respond.

"Qing'er, are you still angry? This time it was an accident, and I will be careful in the future. And this time, I can feel that the other party has a big background. It can perfectly control the ancient beast of the Nether Abyss, and it is so exquisite and not simple."

Lin Mu can only talk about some things alone with Xu Muqing. Now this is the best condition. Finally, Xu Muqing seems to be interested. A person who can completely restrain her breath is definitely not just a spirit beast.

"I know that beast must be controlled by someone behind the scenes, but who has such great strength to subdue such a powerful spirit beast? And it can be so exquisite without showing up. We are not opponents."

With a cold smile, Lin Mu said lightly: "In today's world, the ones that can be ranked are my Wangui Sect, the Sword King Sect, and the force behind it that no one can predict. Let's not talk about the others for now, what do you think?"

"Is it a member of the Sword King Sect? But there shouldn't be many people who can achieve such control, right?" Xu Muqing was still confused. But the next second, she suddenly came to her senses and seemed to understand a very critical issue.

"When you were in seclusion and practicing, I ordered people to investigate the foundation of the Sword King Sect. In addition to the old sword idiot, there seems to be a person with other names as Dugu Sword Saint. But I just know the name."

Who is Dugu Sword Saint? He is of the same age, strength, or even temper as the old man from the Sword Immortal. He was a hero of the times back then. He was also a respected existence within the Sword King Sect, and no one dared to provoke him.

"Shameless, it's so shameless. A dignified senior can do such despicable things. If it were my father, it would be a shame for him to attack me in a blatant way."

Dugu Sword Saint never plays according to routines. Why? Because he is a lonely person, he has no interest in other things except swordsmanship in his life. So he is also used to being alone and always acting alone.

"Haha... I haven't taken action yet, and Tianyang Jun can't hold back. But human calculations are not as good as Tian Suo. In this situation, he has more handles in my hands, and it's not difficult to solve them."

It takes a certain amount of time to practice and heal the wounds. The reason why Lin Mu tampers with the last Wanjian Return to the Sect was to anticipate the current situation and try his best to delay the time. But this abacus also has deviations.

In the world of spiritual consciousness, there is a big difference between active contact and passive destruction. It is not impossible for a level strongman to break the barrier in the spiritual consciousness space and forcibly break into another person's spiritual consciousness.

Just as Lin Mu entered the critical recovery, a powerful spiritual force attacked, directly breaking the barrier, and even blocking Xu Muqing in the outside world in an instant, without giving her any chance or time to counterattack. She was very domineering.

"Boy, you really have it. This time I've fallen. But if you don't have those tricks, do you think you will still be my opponent? But from the reaction, I have to say, you are really smart."

Standing up, Lin Mu's eyes were calm, neither humble nor arrogant. In terms of spiritual power, he had a special way of cultivation, and it was easy to surround Dugu Sword Saint. But at this moment, he thought it was completely unnecessary.

"Senior, I don't know what deception the Lord of Tianyang gave you, or what trap the person behind him had put on you. After all, you are a senior, a level-strong man. The swordsmanship is even more amazing, but in this way..."

With a raised eyebrows, Dugu Jiansheng looked at Lin Mu playfully: "Oh? Are you accusing me of bullying the small ones for the big ones, or relying on my seniority? Where can you get better? Don't think I don't know, your last little thought."

At the end of the Wanjian Guizong's move, Lin Mu desperately used the breath of the Sword King's Sword. It was not for lethality, but just to tell Dugu Sword Saint that if he was still a member of the Sword King's Sect, he should understand what it means.
Chapter completed!