Lin Xuan's whole body was trembling continuously.

After hearing this, Mu Yun's heart tightened with joy.

Senior brother is not dead!

This is the best news for him!

"Since you are a Tianjianzi, how can you not be Lu Qingfeng's opponent?"

"Because he is Mie Tianyan's disciple!"

Lin Xuan said indifferently.

"However, I have to say that the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect has some foresight and knows how to kill Mie Tianyan. Otherwise, as long as this person wants to, I am afraid that no one can unify the chaos for hundreds of thousands of years.

The earth will be unified by him, maybe the ten major realms of the fairy world will become eleven major realms!"

Hearing Lin Xuan's high praise for his master, Mu Yun puffed up his chest, as if he was praising him.

He naturally knows the master's strength.

Strong and wise.

He just lacks the foundation and time, otherwise, the extremely chaotic land may really be unified by him.

Mu Yun asked himself that this kind of thing would never be possible.

The land is extremely chaotic, the forces are complex, and sects as powerful as the Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect also exist.

This does not include those old monsters who have been hiding for hundreds of thousands of years and have not emerged for hundreds of thousands of years.

In his previous life, he had heard that in the extremely chaotic land, there was even a peerless king who was in the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

It's just that no one has investigated these messages, and no one knows whether they are true or false.

This person seems to have great respect for Mie Tianyan and is extremely angry with Lu Qingfeng!

"Are you really Lin Xuan?"

Mu Yun said again.

"You brat, there's so much nonsense. Who are you?"

"Me? I'm Muyun!"

Um?

In an instant, after Mu Yun finished speaking, he felt that his whole body was enveloped by an extremely cold aura, and his whole body fell into a state of death. All auras were useless.

"I am a disciple of the Silver Level Tianjian Tower under the Nine Immortals Pavilion under the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Mu Yun said with difficulty.

After saying these words, Lin Xuan's oppression gradually dissipated.

"I...I thought wrong, I thought wrong..."

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"What do you think I am?"

"Haha, I thought you were Mu Yun, that peerless immortal king. How could that be possible? After thousands of years of loneliness, I was really confused. How could you be him..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yun muttered in his heart: I am him!

"Since you are a Tianjianzi, how could you be plotted by Lu Qingfeng?"

"plot?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan shook his head and said: "It doesn't exist. That guy is so powerful, how could he plot against me?"

"I originally planned the plan to exterminate the Immortal Sword Sect. Lu Qingfeng was the number one person to pursue after Mie Tianyan's death. I was ordered to hunt him down and lead a hundred immortal kings!"

"In the end... I was the only one left, trapped here by him with the alien phosphorus fire. Over the past hundred years, I have been constantly eroded by the alien cold fire. My eyes were completely dried up, and my body was also completely..."

Lin Xuan said, lifting up the sleeves of his arms. Those arms were completely like old withered vines.

"Alien phosphorus fire?"

Mu Yun looked at Lin Xuan, and sure enough he discovered that behind the dragon chair behind him and the two dragons, there was a tangled iron chain connecting them.
Chapter completed!