Moreover, this time, not only were disciples in the Golden Immortal Realm, but also disciples in the Golden Immortal Realm screaming.

Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

That's a giant!

Among the subordinate gold-level forces, they are the sect leader and the leader of the Pavilion.

This time, it seems that the sect is determined to establish its authority.

But Mu Yun didn't think so.

This time, even Yuhua Tiangong was involved. I am afraid that the disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect will be in trouble in the secret land.

But no one can tell what the situation is in this secret place.

Mu Yun now understands that he is just focusing on cultivating. Even if he enters the first grade in three to five years, it will take decades to reach the Daluo Golden Immortal.

If you keep fighting and training in the Jedi, the speed of improvement will become faster.

He was also full of confidence in this trip.

After a month of preparation, the disciples from the three major domains began to advance and head to the Sunset Mountains.

On this day, the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate and above the Qingtian Peak.

Figures were busy back and forth, preparing for various matters.

On the edge of the cliff, two figures stood still.

"Brother, don't worry, I know what I know, there will be no problem!"

A young man who looked about twenty years old had long hair scattered behind his head, a smile on his face, his eyes were slightly narrow but large, his lips were thin, and he looked a little disdainful.

"Are you sure?"

In front of the man, Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, "Wen Tian, ​​you have to remember that this time is not just a trial and secret place. You have to pay attention to not being missed by others. After all, you are the number one in the Tianqi List. And taking this opportunity to understand the power of your own laws and integrate the mystery of time and space, you may be able to enter the realm of the Immortal King!"

"Brother, don't worry!"

Jian Wentian smiled and didn't care at all.

"You boy..."

"Don't worry, I'm not young anymore, you can't worry about me so much, right?" Jian Wentian said helplessly.

"Boy, no matter how old you are, you are my brother!"

"I understand, brother, someone is calling you!"

“Where?”

Jian Wushuang suddenly became busy.

Jian Wentian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Jian Wentian, the number one in the Tianqing List, what? In this trial, I met not only our 33-day sword disciples, but also the pride of the Heavenly Sect of the Blood Evil God Sect and the Yuhuatian Palace. Are you afraid?"

"If I'm afraid, you Ning Changsheng, wouldn't you be afraid that you wouldn't even dare to leave the sect?"

Jian Wentian turned around and spoke directly.

A figure in front of me was tall, with hair braided like small braids, tied behind my head, and the corners of my eyes were depicted with colorful patterns.

"are you sure?"

Ning Changsheng sneered and said, "You must know that you, the number one in the Tianxing List, may be full of moisture? After all, the referee at that time was your elder brother Jian Wushuang, and Jian Wushuang was another peak master that the sect leader was interested in."

"Some people even said that you and the brother Jian Wushuang are the illegitimate sons of our sect leader. If this is true, you have to tell me that I will apologize for the previous collision!"

"Ning Changsheng, you're talking too much!"

"I'm sure, why are you two quarreling again?"

While the two were arguing, another figure came.
Chapter completed!