Hearing these disciples of the sect who were influenced by the master's dance, the sect leader of the Wanjian Sect smiled.

Master is worthy of being a master!

When angry, murderous aura is everywhere! Breaking through the void!

When you are happy, everyone will pay attention! The whole world will be happy!

Happy time always passes very quickly. Mu Lingxian danced and before everyone could come to his senses, he waved his hand, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and thousands of thunder beads disappeared between the world. The hundred clones also turned into smoke.

Mu Lingxian smiled and gave everyone a blowing kiss, which made hundreds of fairies' faces flush.

Mu Lingxian's smile slowly disappeared as he saw that there was still less than a hundred feet of road to ascend to the immortal world.

The dance is not enough for half a quarter of an hour, what should I do?

All the immortals who were paying attention to Mu Lingxian gradually became quiet. Will this magical monster dance another dance?

Mu Lingxian raised his footsteps and walked towards the top of the road to immortality.

He changes step by step—

"Michael Jackson" shoes, socks, clothing gloves and hairstyles changed back at a speed visible to the naked eye!

His face was calm, as if the person who danced just now was not him;

His face is tough, his starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and the figures of Yu Suling and Lin Aotian appeared in his eyes, and there seemed to be a bit cruel in the corners of his eyes;

His eyes narrowed, his wings shook gently, and white feathers fell, swinging with the wind, surrounding him, like a god looking down on all living beings descending to earth, shining in the past and present, and looking down on the eight wildernesses!

"Lin Aotian! The shame you gave me will be returned ten times soon!"

Mu Lingxian's mood reached another level in an instant: "Thirty years of agreement? Why does it take me Mu Lingxian to thirty years!"

"All the agreements and so-called rules in the world are made for the weak!"

"A true strong man dares to break the rules!"

"Only when you have strong strength, you will not be humiliated at will!"

"When I join the Wanjian Sect, I have to find someone to fight as soon as possible! Increase combat experience!"

"Didn't Lin Aotian say that his winning streak is 962 games? Then I will have one thousand games! Three thousand games! Ten thousand games!"

In Mu Lingxian's eyes, there was endless fighting spirit!

In front of the main peak hall, Elder Li and Elder Bai on Guanyuntai were shocked.

"What a powerful aura!"

Tang Zhizhi, who was next to them, looked depressed and said with a broken face: "Ah~ He won't dance anymore! As long as he reaches the top within five hours, I will lose!"

The sect leader smiled and said, "I said it long ago, he can definitely break the record! Junior sister, you should go into seclusion for a hundred years."

"Hmph~" Tang Zhizhi T^T: "He hasn't reached the top yet!"

The sect leader stroked his beard and smiled, "Junior sister, you have been trapped at the peak of the Immortal King for three thousand years. If you go into seclusion, you may find inspiration?"

Tang Zhizhi: "I want to go to the city of sin →_→"

"Let's talk about it later." The sect leader shook his head and said to Elder Li Bai: "Let's go, let's welcome him."

After saying that, he took the lead in walking down Wanjian Square in front of the main hall.

At the end of the road to immortality, the Gate of Heaven is also the entrance of Wanjian Square. The archway of Wanjian Square is also majestic and amazing!

Wanjian Square is nine miles in the radius, and there is a sword tomb in the center. Hundreds of thousands of famous swords in the fairy world are thrown there like garbage, piled up into a small hill.

Mu Lingxian, who was one hundred feet away from the gate of the sky, seemed to feel something, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

He sensed that the Nine Ink Sword Spirit in the Spirit Ring seemed to have discovered extremely delicious food and was about to move.

"Nine, don't be impatient. After I climbed to the Immortal Gate, I will definitely give you a full meal!"

The joy of the Nine Ink Sword came from the spiritual ring.

Speaking of which, the reason why Mu Lingxian doesn't carry swords often is because he is afraid that Yu Suling will be jealous. After all, the sword spirit of the Jiumo Sword is a beautiful girl who is not very humane but looks good.

At the same time, under the archway of the Wanjian Sect, Zhang Lao and Guan Da Yuan Haoran looked at the highly anticipated figure in a daze. They even shivered when they spoke.

Mr. Zhang: "What kind of monster do I, we, have you ever brought? "

Guan Da: "Accounting once a hundred thousand years? Accounting once a hundred thousand years? Or accounting once a million years?"

Yuan Haoran: "I think it's once in a million years."

Mr. Zhang was silent when he heard this.

Mr. Zhang has 200,000 in Wanjian Sect. He has long heard of the various brilliant deeds of the current Wanjian Sect Master!

Among them, the most commendable thing is: reaching the top and reaching the road to immortality in five hours! Becoming a personal disciple of the former sect leader! Becoming an emperor for three thousand years! One person destroys the three emperors!

The glorious image of the sect leader has long been engraved into the hearts of everyone in the Wanjian Sect.

What Mr. Zhang didn’t know was that in the mind of the sect leader, his master was not a genius that happened once in a million years!

His master is about to condense his divine nature!

How many years have it been? The immortal emperor who condensed his divine nature in the fairy world was in the last era! That is, 100 million years ago!

His master, in his first life, became the Immortal Emperor in just three hundred years!

Now, how can he calmly welcome his master's return?

In Old Zhang's mind, the voice of the sect leader sounded:

"Xiao Zhang, ring the sky-shaking bell for me!"

"Sect Master?" Old Zhang was stunned and replied, "Do you knock the sky bell? How many times?"

The voice of the sect leader was a little excited:

"Xiao Zhang, remember!"

"Blow me hard!"

"One hundred sounds!!"

Old Zhang was stunned and couldn't help but say, "One, one hundred sounds?"

"good!"

The voice of the sect leader seemed a little excited?

Yuan Haoran asked at this time: "Senior Brother, what did you say! One hundred sounds?"

Mr. Zhang murmured: "The Sect Master called me and beat the sky bell."

"Hiss..." Yuan Haoran and Guan Jie reacted and took a breath of air conditioning!

The Tiantian Bell of Wanjian Sect can only be knocked when something big happens in the Wanjian Sect. For example, a certain immortal king encounters danger, a certain immortal king's disciple is killed, a certain galaxy has an uncoordinated crisis, a strong enemy of the sect attacks, or a rare disciple appears, a traitor appears, the Immortal King said...and so on.

Generally speaking, the bigger the matter, the more thumping it sounds!

If it is a good thing, the voice will be slow!

If it is a bad thing, it is urgent!

If it is an alarm bell, it will ring three times in a row!

If it is a gathering, five sounds will be knocked in succession!

If a strong enemy attacks, just knock it hard!

In Mr. Zhang’s impression, once after the death of the Storm Immortal King, the Wanjian Sect rang the sky-shaking bell, and the sound was ninety-nine!

One hundred tones! What is the concept?

Mr. Zhang was shocked and came to his senses.

This is his moment of glory!

The trembling hands could not suppress the surging surging inside!

"King~!"

"King~!"

"King~!"

The sky-shaking bell rang, like an ancient bell, traveling through the vast universe!

The immortals of Wanjian Sect were shocked!

At this special time, the sound of the sky-shaking bell made them come back from the realm that was shocked by Mu Lingxian, as if they were awakened from the dream:

Sexy fairy in red: "What happened?"

Sweet Fairy: "Who am I?"

Short-haired youth: "Where am I?"

A handsome young man in pink: "What am I doing?"

Dragon Suit Armor: "The Sky-Shocking Bell!? Why did it ring at this time?"

Supplement B: "Knocked nine times!"

Supplement C: "Eleven!"

Supplement: "Twelve!"

Long Fuwu: "Thirteen!"

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Chapter completed!