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Ten thousand years disappeared, everyone thought he was dead, but now, he is alive.

He wanted to know what those people would look like when they saw him!

"Okay, about the situation, I already know it. I didn't expect that in ten thousand years, Thirty-Three Peaks, everyone is alive and well, it is very nourishing!"

Lin Wenxuan laughed and said, "In this case, I have to go back and see what kind of attitude these people will face me!"

After the words fell, Lin Wenxuan waved his palm, and all his clothes fell into pieces.

At this moment, his body is exposed, but every inch of his skin is like tree bark, sticking to his body dryly.

The pupils of those eyes were hollow and dull, there were no eyeballs, only deeply sunken eye sockets.

A long hair, like a few withered willow branches, descends vertically.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan was not like a person, but more like a dry tree trunk.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun felt more surprised by the strength of the big brother.

At the same time, I feel more and more that this Lin Wenxuan is indeed not simple.

I have been tortured for thousands of years, but I can still survive, and even maintain the strength without serious degradation. The 33 Heavenly Sword Gate and the 33 Peerless Immortal Swords, although the selected Heavenly Swords have no rules, but Facts have proved that every Tianjianzi is indeed a person who shocks the past and shines.

"Master!"

At this moment, Mu Yun held a long gown in both hands and handed it to Lin Wenxuan.

"Are there any black ones?" Lin Wenxuan said slowly.

"Um?"

"I am not afraid of being seen, but there is one person, but I don't want her to see it!" Lin Wenxuan said bitterly.

"Understood!"

As soon as Mu Yun's palm came out, a black gown appeared in his hand.

Lin Wenxuan put on the black long gown, a black cloak, draped behind him, his hands were hidden under the black long sleeves, and his face was covered by the brim of the cloak.

The whole person is like a ghostly Li who walked out of the darkness.

Seeing Lin Wenxuan's appearance now, Lin Yu felt a little sorry for it.

It's just that, standing in different camps, Mu Yun obviously couldn't put his heart to heart.

Moreover, this time Lin Wenxuan accepted him as an apprentice, this master and apprentice, but there is no affection.

Between the two people, there is a special bond to connect with each other.

If you are not careful, you may turn your heads into enemies.

When Lin Wenxuan was released, this person gained strength and would not be willing to bully Yun Lang behind him.

This kind of unwillingness will inevitably cause the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate to become chaotic within itself.

The peak owners of Thirty-Three Peaks have always been separate camps, and each other is even more vying for power.

However, inside Qingtian Peak is the core of the 33rd Heavenly Sword Gate. Even if there is a fight, it cannot be expanded. The appearance of Lin Wenxuan may be able to stir the entire 33rd Heavenly Sword Gate.

In Mu Yun's heart, he wanted to see more and more what Lin Wenxuan's return would bring to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this time he was willing to risk being discovered by Yun Lang. What he wanted to do was to sneak into the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate, and stir up the entire 33 Heavenly Sword Gate.

At that time, the inside and the outside should join forces, and join forces with the Heaven-Extinguishing Sword Sect and the Biluo Huangquan Sect to draw the 33 Heavenly Sword Sect from the bottom of the battle!

"Well, it's time to leave here!"

Lin Wenxuan looked around, laughed again, and stepped out of the cave.

A black robe covered the whole body.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan seemed to be transformed into a ghost from hell, seeing the sun again.

Mu Yun didn't know what would happen to Lin Wenxuan when he left the holy tomb this time.

It's just that he knew that it would definitely be a big trouble for the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, two Heavenly Swordsmen met, what kind of battle he could not predict.

Lin Wenxuan led a few people out of the mountains, looking at the sky full of light, Lin Wenxuan raised his hands.

"My peerless Lin Wenxuan, I'm back!"

Opening his hands, Lin Wenxuan galloped out immediately, and his whole body flashed with light, and at this moment, it condensed into palm prints, directly moving in all directions, bombarding him.

咚咚咚...

Suddenly, in the whole Holy Tomb, there were roars, crackling noises, shocking ears.

At this moment, the entire holy tomb began to shake.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt that the world had collapsed.

Is this still something human can do?

No one knows.

The rumbling sound continued, and at the same time, a figure within the 33rd Heaven Sword Gate and the 33rd Peak rushed into the hall on the top of the mountain.

"Peak Master!"

As soon as the disciple stepped into the hall, he whispered, "The big thing is not good, the Holy Sepulchre is about to collapse!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's face changed.

"The Trial of the Holy Sepulchre, there are still three years, how can it collapse now?"

Jian Wushuang had a pair of eyes, looking into the distance, as if they were penetrating through the ridges and reaching the holy tomb.

"go!"

Without a word, Jian Wushuang's figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, appeared in the trial valley.

"really!"

Looking at the entrance to the trial, the waves were raging and the aura was violent, Jian Wushuang directly shouted: "Open the entrance to the trial!"

"But Peak Master, the trial is not over yet!"

"Do as I say!"

Jian Wushuang immediately shouted.

"Yes!"

A bunch of disciples and elders are busy at this moment.

At the same time, the remaining 30,000 or 40,000 disciples in the Holy Tomb are waiting quietly at this moment.

Slowly, over the holy tomb, a whirlpool appeared, a whirlpool that everyone could see, appeared above the head.

"Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, I'm Lin Wenxuan, I'm back!"

Lin Wenxuan whispered slightly, a weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person rushed out into the whirlpool first.

The silhouettes that whizzed past, like ants, rushed into the whirlpool one by one.

At this moment, Mu Yun followed Lin Wenxuan and moved towards the whirlpool.

The trip to the Holy Sepulchre is over!

Senior brother Lu Qingfeng stayed here, probably just to imprison Lin Wenxuan, just doing this, right or wrong, he doesn't know.

But right now, it seems that there is no other choice.

Everything depends on strength.

In the future, his strength can surpass Lin Wenxuan, and if Lin Wenxuan wants to disadvantage his senior, he will kill him.

But now, he didn't want to shout out in his heart: Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, I Muyun, here comes!

Buzzing...

At this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate, within the Thirty-Three Peaks.

The formation was opened, and a group of figures suddenly appeared.

The entire valley was occupied by figures, more and more people appeared, and the valley gradually became lively.

Not everyone is gathered together, many people have hidden for several years in order to avoid the blood people, and now they appear, just like a lifetime.

But at this moment, seeing more and more people appearing in the valley, Jian Wushuang frowned.

More than one hundred thousand people entered the Holy Tomb, and according to the plan of the 33 Heavenly Sword Gate, the final surplus should be about ten thousand people.

But now, there are actually 30,000 or 40,000 people off the court.

So many people, how did the disciples dispatched to the Holy Sepulchre?

Jian Wushuang did not speak at this moment.

"Now, hand over all of your bracelets and start judging the top 100!"

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth slightly and said, "The top 100 disciples will be scattered to the 33rd peak of the 33rd Heavenly Sword Gate, and the rest will not be the 33rd Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, and return to their respective sects!"

The words fell, Jian Wu waved his palms, and the bracelets were taken back.

With Jian Wushuang's actions, his expression became incredible.

"The top 100 is known as follows!"

Jian Wu waved his palms, his **** formed a sword, and one hand pointed out.

In front of the valley, on a hundred-meter-high stone stele, names appeared one by one, and points followed by points.

That number one position is surprisingly Mu Yun, with 5,477 points!

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang became more puzzled.

Swish...

At this moment, a few figures came in the air.

Among those few people, they seemed to be different.

There are a dozen figures in total, but there are three figures at the head.

There was a man in the middle, wearing a red robe, with his hands behind his back, his breath was fiery, and the whole body gave a great sense of oppression.

On the right is a woman. The woman is dressed in a lavender dress and purple boots. She looks dignified, but she has an indescribable charm. The blue silk is draped over her shoulders. Her hands are like beautiful jade fingers, she is beautiful, her phoenix eyes are stretched out. Yan, like a cherry blossom on the lips, is charming, and she is also a superb beauty.

But Mu Yun discovered that the moment Lin Wenxuan saw this person, his body trembled slightly.

The man on the left seemed to have a restrained aura, nothing strange, but he gave a deep sense of oppression.

"Lu Xiaotian!"

"Liu Ruxue!"

"Kang Qianyu!"

Seeing the three of them, Lin Wenxuan muttered to himself in a low voice among the crowd.

"Master knows these three people?"

"Naturally know it!" Lin Wenxuan said indifferently, "Lu Xiaotian is the peak master of the third peak, and I'm a deadly opponent, Liu Ruxue..."

Lin Wenxuan sighed before saying: "It's someone I really want to see, but I don't dare to see, Kang Qianyu is the peak master of the Fourth Peak!"

"Liu Ruxue is also the peak owner of the second peak..."

Liu Ruxue...

Hearing this name, Mu Yun frowned.

In the Holy Tomb, the second peak led disciples Liu Fengyun and the brothers Liu Rufeng, drinking Liu Ruxue. Does it matter?

It shouldn't matter...

When the three arrived, Jian Wushuang arched his hands and watched the three arrive: "Master Liu Feng, Master Lu, Master Kang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Jianfeng Master is polite!"

Stepping on purple boots, Liu Ruxue stood in mid-air, looking ahead, and said: "The Master Jianfeng is the undertaker of this trial. It's hard work. I'll wait for the three of you. Just come and have a look. Please continue! "

"Master Liu Feng is just to see the performance of the two children, right?"

Jian Wushuang arched his hands and said, "Where is Liu Fengyun and Liu Rufeng?"

Jian Wushuang looked down and shouted, but no one among the crowd responded to him.