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Mu Yun's whole body collided with the wall at this moment, and he felt as if he had entered a rocky hill, and the surroundings were in chaos.

Mu Yun felt as if his body was being sucked by a strong strong wind, and was constantly rolling towards the depths.

The crackling sound continued. Fortunately, his body was strong and he did not suffer any serious injuries. However, it was inevitable that he would become very embarrassed under such rolling.

It rolled continuously and finally stopped with a muffled bang.

At this moment, Mu Yun was wearing tattered clothes and his hair was disheveled, looking like a beggar.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun immediately stood up and looked around nervously.

He seemed to be in a large hall, and the surrounding area looked dim and groggy.

However, at the very front, there is indeed a dragon chair that is three meters long and one meter wide.

On the back of the dragon chair, two auspicious real dragons in the form of phoenixes are carved, entangled together and lifelike.

On the armrests on both sides, two dragon heads appeared, eyes glaring with an imposing manner.

At this moment, on the dragon chair, a figure stood still, as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun took a breath and held the Youyu Sword in his hand.

"Um?"

But suddenly, the figure on the dragon chair made a sound of surprise and uncertainty.

"Who are you?"

The gurgling sound was as unpleasant as bubbles of paste.

"and who are you?"

Looking at this person, Mu Yun became more cautious.

Everything about this damn place is normal.

"Me? Haha..."

That paste-like sound sounded again, and Mu Yun really felt as if his heart was scratching.

"How did you get in? Boy!"

But that figure, with his head lowered and his whole body covered under the dragon robe, spoke again.

"I? walked in!"

As soon as these words came out, the man sitting in the square looked at Mu Yun and looked at Mu Yun's body, as if he didn't believe it at all.

Mu Yun didn't say much.

"You can actually get in here, you must have some means."

The man said silently: "But I advise you, no matter why you came here, you should leave immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yun frowned.

leave?

That is definitely impossible.

With everyone here, he naturally wanted to search hard.

Mu Yun kept looking around the hall and found that there was nothing else but this person in this empty hall.

Mu Yun said: "I am from the Southern Sword Region. This time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect is conducting a trial. It is said that this place is called the Holy Tomb, but..."

At this point, Mu Yun paused, sighed, and said again: "It is said to be the burial place of Sword Saint Lu Qingfeng. This time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect..."

"Ha ha……"

However, before Mu Yun could finish his words, the man suddenly burst into laughter.

The voice was hoarse, revealing endless emptiness.

"Where is Lu Qingfeng buried?"

"Ha ha……"

The man's smile was very exaggerated, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Those idiots in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, do they think they killed Mie Tianyan, Mu Yun died, and the Mie Tian Sword Sect fell?"

"Those Thirty-three Peak Masters are all stubborn and incompetent, and Jian Nantian is even more stupid!"

"Who is Lu Qingfeng? A disciple of the Sword Immortal Mie Tianyan, known as Qingshan Sword Saint. Even if his master is dead and his junior brother is dead, how could he die!"

At this moment, if anyone else was here, they would definitely not know what this man was talking about, but Mu Yun felt a little happy for a moment when he saw the news about his past and present lives.

"You said Lu Qingfeng is not dead?"

"He is dead, how could I still be here!"

The man's voice suddenly became filled with resentment.

"and who are you?"

Mu Yun was a little confused.

However, from the man's mouth, he found out that the senior brother was not dead, and that he seemed to be trapped here.

This fact surprised Bathing Nu.

But no matter what, the senior brother is not dead, which is great news.

"who I am?"

The man suddenly raised his head. Under the hat, there was a face with a skinny, bark-like face, and two eyes that were empty and lifeless.

What kind of face is that?

It's completely like tree bark.

Horrible, disgusting!

"Thirty thousand years ago, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, thirty-three immortal swords, selected a Heavenly Swordsman named Mie Tianyan!"

"Ten thousand years ago, in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, another Heavenly Swordsman was born, named Yunlang. He has never been extradited in the Three Thousand Small Worlds!"

"Twenty thousand years ago..."

After the man finished speaking, he smiled bitterly, but that smile looked ugly as if he were crying.

"Twenty thousand years ago, a disciple of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect was selected by the thirty-three immortal swords of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect to become the Heavenly Swordsman. That person was me, Lin Xuan!"

boom……

After saying these words, Mu Yun felt as if his head was going to explode.

For a long time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect will automatically select a Heavenly Swordsman from the Thirty-three Immortal Swords every ten thousand years.

Not surprisingly, in the future, the chosen Tianjianzi will either be the master of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, the peak master of each peak, or a high-ranking elder.

Thirty thousand years ago, it was his master who destroyed Tianyan and became famous.

But Muyun never knew who was the person under his master?

He only knew that Yunlang was next, but he didn't expect that Yunlang was actually chosen thousands of years ago!

He also thought that Yun Lang was only chosen after he was reborn.

These two pieces of news did not shock him.

Lin Xuan, how did Tian Jianzi from 20,000 years ago end up in this situation now?

As for Yun Lang, he was Tianjianzi ten thousand years ago. Doesn’t that mean that the birth of Tianjianzi from the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect will be very soon...

"Who are you lying to?"

However, Mu Yun hummed at this moment: "You said you are Lin Xuan? I know Lin Xuan, the Tianjianzi selected by the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect 20,000 years ago, but this son is like a shooting star.

Crossing the night sky, he disappeared, and no one has ever heard from him!"

"Why should I lie to you?"

Lin Xuan said bitterly.

He has been here for thousands of years, with no one to talk to him, and he seems to be very lonely.

"Twenty thousand years ago, I was selected as the Son of Heavenly Sword, and then I was vigorously cultivated by the sect. I have not practiced in the Sword Domain all this time, so naturally very few people know about me!"

"However, 10,000 years ago, the leader of the Yun League, Mu Yun, fell and the fairy world was in chaos. Countless forces looked at the Yun League eagerly and wanted to devour it."

"At this time, I'm back, ready to display my talents and make great achievements..."

"But, but..."

Lin Xuan said, holding the dragon chairs on both sides with both hands almost tightly.

"But that Lu Qingfeng ruined everything for me!"

"I was deceived by him, used by him, and punished by him here. This guy, I didn't expect...he actually made others think he was dead. Damn it!"
To be continued...