Western Wilderness, Great Western Mountain.

In the middle of the former site of the Evil Sect, there was a bottomless blood pool with a terrifying aura inside. The powerful people of the Evil Sect and the Hongmeng strongmen surrounded the blood pool. Suddenly, thousands of long swords roared over, and the strong people around fell one after another.

The strong people who were still alive were running away, the sword dragon roared, and the strong people were constantly being killed.

Fu Long and Ming were shocked. They looked up at the distance and saw Chen Mu coming in the air. He was handsome and beautiful, and at first glance he thought it was the arrival of the sword immortal.

At the edge of the blood pool, Han Jiangxue's eyes were slightly condensed. She had a deep impression of Chen Mu. If Jiang Fuxian hadn't taken action, she would have almost killed him.

When Han Jiangxue and Lou Yueyang were chasing Chen Mu, Lou Yueyang was killed by Jiang Fuxian, and she was so scared that she escaped from the Huangzhou and did not dare to come back for many years.

"Come and die?"

Han Jiangxue had a joke in her eyes.

There are two peak sword saints in Hong League here, and she also has the strongest trump card, the corpse of the Evil Ancestor. This was carefully prepared for Jiang Fuxian, and she vowed to stave off the Lingyun Sect.

Chen Mu knew that this was the main force of Hongmeng in the Western Wilderness. As long as they were solved, the crisis of the Northern Wilderness and the Western Wilderness could be solved easily.

Those strong men of various sects who were imprisoned in the cage saw hope in their eyes. An old man exclaimed: "Is that the junior uncle of Lingyun Sect?"

He had disbelief in his eyes.

Because Chen Mu is now like a banished immortal.

And he actually dared to come here alone.

Among them, some of the older generations brought the younger generation to attend the Qingyun Conference, met Chen Mu, and many other strong people had only heard of the title of the Lingyun Sect’s uncle. Although he was of high generation, he was just a peerless genius who had recently risen in Huangzhou. They expressed their doubts.

"It's the uncle of Lingyun Sect, right. I have witnessed him climbing up to the sky on Qingyun Mountain."

"I feel like he has a momentum similar to Jiang Fuxian, looking down on the world, and I am the only one."

"I hope he really has that ability."

The strong men of each sect looked at Chen Mu in anticipation.

Fu Long's eyes widened, he looked at Chen Mu who was coming alone, and said coldly: "Rareless!"

Chen Mu had a frost on his face, and the scene in front of him made him angry. The power of the strong is by no means used to kill innocent people indiscriminately. These guys deserve to be punished.

Fu Long soared into the air, holding a long sword with green light in his hand. He raised his hand, and the space vibrated, and nearly a thousand feet of sword light slashed at Chen Mu. The speed was extremely fast, and the space was squeezed and exploded.

The green sword light arrived in an instant, but Chen Mu disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Fu Long. Such a fast speed made Fu Long, who was at the peak of the Sword Saint, feel suffocated.

Chen Mu held the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and the dazzling golden sword tip pierced Fu Long's chest. The latter's pupils shrank sharply and immediately dodged sideways.

This is his physical instinctive reaction.

The Qingyun Sword was not stabbed, only a little bit short of it. The strong man at the peak of the Sword Saint is much stronger than the ordinary Sword Saint in terms of perception and reaction.

Chen Mu did not use the Wilderness God Armor.

He wanted to try how strong his strength was.

Fu Long just avoided the straight stabbing sword, and Chen Mu's Qingyun Sword swept across.

Fu Long hurriedly waved his sword to fight. When the two swords collided, the sky shook and the earth shook, and the two sword lights burst into brilliant sparks.

A terrifying explosion sounded, Fu Long was shaken away dozens of feet, his arms were in severe pain, and he had a strong fear in his eyes. Chen Mu was not old, but the power he possessed was far beyond the peak of the Sword Saint, like a human-shaped real dragon, with a terrifying power that only ancient ferocious beasts had.

"monster!"

Fu Long said embarrassedly.

In the cage, the old strong man was stunned, and an old man said in a silence: "Fu Long is the elder of the Hong League and the peak sword saint, and he is actually at a disadvantage. Is this really the uncle of Lingyun Sect?"

Fu Long is a super strong man who is famous in Huangzhou and Hongzhou, but he failed to gain any advantage in front of Chen Mu, but was easily suppressed.

The older generations in the cage never thought that this would be the situation.

Mingqiu's brows were frowning, and he was waiting for Chen Mu to reveal his flaws.

The moment Fu Long was knocked out, a thunder sounded and the Qingyun Sword appeared in front of him.

Chen Mu's shock was even more difficult to guard against with the blessing of space rules.

Fu Long reacted quickly. Out of his instinctive reaction of his body, he swung his sword to block it, without reservation, and the green edge in his hand burst out with an extremely gorgeous green light.

This is a sword that is enough to tear apart the mountains.

When the two swords collided, a terrifying storm swept away, the space was twisted, and the strong men in the cage on the ground were clutching the iron cage.

They have difficulty opening their eyes to watch the battle.

Fu Long's green edge was a top-grade holy sword, but at this time, a crack appeared on the sword body, and he was shocked again, and the Qingyun Sword was also shocked.

Chen Mu teleported and appeared next to the Qingyun Sword. He held the Qingyun Sword and appeared next to Fu Long without giving him a chance to breathe.

Ming Qiuhao wanted to wait for the right opportunity to sneak attack Chen Mu, but at this time, Fu Long could no longer handle it. He immediately joined the battlefield, and Minghuang's sword light attacked Chen Mu's back.

Chen Mu turned around and faced him with great difficulty.

Fu Long did not rest and raised his sword to attack him. The two top sword saints joined forces.

In the cage, only the old strong men could barely open their eyes to watch the battle. They were still staring at them, and the older generation sighed: "The young sword saint, the god of magic, can see the rise of such a genius, and I will die without regrets."

Facing the two peak sword saints, Chen Mu noticed some pressure. Their strength was very strong, but far from reaching the height of Jin Chengsheng. Not to mention picking stars, it is difficult to reach the immortal gate when swords opened, so it can only be said that their realm is very high.

Thousands of long swords are still cleaning up the surrounding Hongmeng powerhouses and the evil sects. These swords are collected by the legend of the Wilderness Prefecture, and the power can be imagined.

A long sword killed Han Jiangxue, and she jumped into the blood pool. The surrounding powerful Evil Sect and Hongmeng were fleeing. Chen Mu controlled the long sword to cut through the cage from a distance, and the powerful people of each sect escaped one after another.

"Thank you, uncle."

Many strong men burst into tears.

They did not watch the show nearby, they were all running away. They knew that the most terrifying thing was not Fu Long and Ming Qiuhao, but the unknown creature with terrifying pressure in the pool of blood.

Chen Mu was worried that the battle would cause accidental injuries, so he rescued the imprisoned strong men in various sects in advance. Everyone was grateful to Chen Mu. They could not help the battle with the powerful sword saints, and could only retreat.

The sword light was raging in the sky, and Chen Mu always firmly took the initiative. Whether it was the strength of spiritual power, the reserve of spiritual power, or the strength of physical body, he crushed these two powerful people at the top of the sword saint.

Fu Long and Ming Qiuhao released their powerful sword skills, but Chen Mu came without a trace, could teleport in space, easily avoid their sword skills.

No matter how strong an attack is, as long as it is dodged, it will be fancy and not useful.

Chen Mu was a little disappointed.

I didn't expect them to be so weak.

Two special energy swells around the vicinity.

Fu Long is on top and the hair is on bottom. The two sword domains appear at the same time, and the surrounding environment is changing. Chen Mu feels that the pressure on his body is increasing.

Chen Mu spread his sword domain, and gray fog covered a thousand miles of radius. Fu Long and his sword domain were swallowed up, and the surroundings instantly turned into a dark world.

"How is it possible? His sword domain can actually devour our sword domain?"

The powerful sword domain can crush the weaker sword domain, but the two of them, the peak sword domains of the sword saints, could not stand Chen Mu's sword domain.

The pressure on Chen Mu disappeared, his figure disappeared into the gray fog, and Fu Long and Mingqiu smelled the breath of the god of death.

Fu Long and Ming's hair are like falling into an ice cave.

"So strong, only the combat power of the ancestor level can compete with him!" Ming Qiuhao's eyes were filled with fear.

Fu Long said in a deep voice: "Split up and withdraw!"

After saying that, the two figures fled in different directions. In the Chaos Sword Domain, they could not sense Chen Mu's existence. When the thunder sounded, the Qingyun Sword instantly penetrated Fu Long's mind and directly killed his soul.

Mingqiuhao escaped from the Chaos Sword Realm. Before he could escape far away, he was pierced through his body by the bone sword.

"you......"

It was a skeleton with a flesh and blood, no skin, blood, and a hideous and terrifying appearance. It was eight spider-like long hands, holding eight bone swords of various shapes, and those bone swords were full of strong ferocity.

The Bone Sword originates from the hardest natal bones of ancient ferocious beasts. It is stronger than many holy swords, and the Bone Sword can also suck blood.

The dark hair was drying up quickly, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and finally turned into ashes.

"Don't worry, I will help you kill him and then trample on Lingyun Sect." Han Jiangxue jokingly.

After the evil ancestor's corpse revived, Han Jiangxue no longer needed to rely on Hongmeng. As long as she swallowed a lot of blood food, she would be invincible in the world.

The corpse of the Evil Ancestor could have been revived long ago, and Han Jiangxue used the Hongmeng to obtain more blood food. The corpse of the Evil Ancestor now has powerful power and can compete even if it encounters the ancestors of each family.

Originally, there were strong people watching from afar, but now no one dared to stay nearby. They were all desperately running away. If Chen Mu was defeated, the strong people watching would die.

Chen Mu put away the Chaos Sword Domain.

The sword domain consumes relatively fast energy.

He stared at the corpse of the evil ancestor not far away, his eyes were filled with golden light, and he saw the cold river snow under the flesh and blood, with a chill in his eyes.

Han Jiangxue is manipulating the corpse of the evil ancestor.

This corpse gave Chen Mu a stronger sense of oppression than Fu Long and others, and it was an evil thing.

Chen Mu held the Qingyun Sword in his hand and raised his hand to shock the spirit. The Qingyun Sword shuttled through the space and instantly appeared in front of the corpse of the Evil Ancestor, but was blocked by two interlaced ancient swords. The Evil Ancestor's corpse only took half a step back.

Ripples appeared in the surrounding space, spreading like waves, and the ruins hit by the ripples of space collapsed in an instant.

The power of this sword can be imagined.
To be continued...