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Withered Man
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this moment, Mu Yun's entire body was crashing into the wall. He felt as if he had entered a rocky mound, and his surroundings were in chaos.
Mu Yun felt as if his body was being sucked in by a strong wind, and he kept rolling into the depths.
Crackling sounds kept ringing out. Fortunately, his body was tough, and he did not suffer any serious injuries. However, it was inevitable that he became very disheveled from rolling like this.
After a series of tumbles, he finally came to a stop with a muffled bang!
At this moment, Mu Yun's clothes were tattered, and his hair was also scattered. He looked like a beggar.
Seeing this, Mu Yun immediately stood up and looked around nervously.
It was as if he was in a large hall. The surroundings of the hall were dim and gloomy.
However, at the very front, there was indeed a dragon throne that was three meters long and one meter wide.
The back of the dragon throne was carved with two true dragons that were entwined with each other. They looked very lifelike.
Two dragon heads appeared on both sides of the armrests. Their eyes were glaring angrily, and their aura was threatening.
At this moment, a figure was sitting on the dragon throne. He was as steady as Mount Tai.
Seeing this, Mu Yun took a deep breath and held the Youyu Sword in his hand.
"Hmm?"
However, all of a sudden, the figure on the dragon throne let out a bewildered voice.
"Who are you?"
The gurgling sound was as unpleasant as the bubbling of paste.
"Who are you?"
Looking at this person, Mu Yun became even more cautious.
Everything in this damned place was normal.
"Me? Haha … "
That sticky voice sounded again. Mu Yun felt as if his heart was being scraped.
"How did you get in? Brat! "
However, the figure lowered his head and spoke again under the dragon robe.
"Me? I walked in! "
As soon as he said that, the man sitting on the throne looked at Mu Yun and sized up Mu Yun from head to toe, as if he did not believe him at all.
Mu Yun did not say much.
"Since you can enter this place, you must have some tricks up your sleeve."
The man said quietly, "However, I advise you to leave immediately no matter why you are here!"
Hearing this, Mu Yun frowned.
Leave?
That was definitely impossible.
Since he was already here, he naturally had to search carefully.
Mu Yun kept looking around the hall and realized that there was nothing else in this empty hall except for this person.
Mu Yun said, "I am from the Southern Sword Domain. This time, the 33 Heavenly Swords Clan is here for the trial. This place is said to be called the Holy Tomb. It is …"
At this point, Mu Yun paused and sighed. He continued, "It is said that Sword Saint Lu Qingfeng was buried there. This time, the 33 Heavenly Swords Sect …"
"Haha …"
However, before Mu Yun could finish his sentence, the man burst out laughing.
His voice was hoarse, revealing endless emptiness.
"Haha ha ha ha ha …"
The man's smile was very exaggerated, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Those idiots in the Thirty-Three Sword Sect, they thought that Extermination Swordsmanship Sect would fall after killing Mie Tian Yan and Mu Yun?
"Those 33 Peak Masters are all stubborn. Jian Nantian is even more stupid!"
"Who is Lu Qingfeng? He is the disciple of Mie Tian Yan, the Sword Saint of Green Mountain. Even if his Master and Junior Brother are dead, how could he be dead? "
At this moment, if other people were here, they would definitely not know what the man was talking about. However, Mu Yun was a little happy based on the information she had learned in her previous life.
"You said Lu Qingfeng is not dead?
"If he is dead, how can I still be here!"
The man's voice was full of resentment.
"Who are you?"
Mu Yun was a little confused.
However, from the man's words, she could tell that Eldest Senior Brother was not dead and seemed to have trapped him here.
This made Bathing Fury quite surprised.
But no matter what, the fact that Eldest Senior Brother was still alive was a great piece of news.
"Who am I?"
The man suddenly raised his head. Under the hat, his face was emaciated like tree bark. His eyes were empty and lifeless.
What kind of face was that?
It was completely like tree bark.
Horrible and disgusting!
"Thirty thousand years ago, the Thirty-Three Sword Sect, the Thirty-Three Immortal Swords chose a Tian Jianzi, named Mie Tian Yan!
"Ten thousand years ago, the Thirty-Three Sword Sect, another Tian Jianzi was born, named Yun Lang. He had not been extradited in the Three Thousand Small Worlds!
"Twenty thousand years ago …"
As the man finished speaking, he smiled bitterly. However, that smile looked uglier than crying.
"Twenty thousand years ago, a disciple of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect was chosen by the Thirty-Three Immortal Swords of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect and became the Tian Jianzi. That person was me, Lin Wenxuan!"
Boom …
As the words fell, Mu Yun felt that her head was about to explode.
For a long time, the Thirty-Three Immortal Swords of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect would automatically choose a Tian Jianzi every ten thousand years.
If nothing went wrong, the Tian Jianzi who was chosen would either be the Sect Master of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect, the Peak Master of the various Peaks, or a powerful Elder.
Thirty thousand years ago, it was his master, Mie Tian Yan, who was famous for his fighting prowess.
Mu Yun did not know who was next to his master.
He only knew that Yun Lang was the next. However, he did not expect that Yun Lang was chosen ten thousand years ago!
He thought that Yun Lang was only chosen after he was reborn.
These two pieces of news shocked him.
Lin Wenxuan, the Tian Jianzi from twenty thousand years ago, how did he end up like this?
Yun Lang was the Tian Jianzi from ten thousand years ago. Didn't that mean that the Tian Jianzi of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect would be born soon?
"Who are you lying to?"
However, Mu Yun snorted at this moment. "You said that you are Lin Wenxuan? I know Lin Wenxuan, the Tian Jianzi chosen by the Thirty-Three Sword Sect twenty thousand years ago. However, this person was like a shooting star, streaking across the night sky and dissipating. No one has ever heard of him! "
"Why should I lie to you?"
Lin Wenxuan said bitterly.
He had been here for ten thousand years without anyone to talk to. He seemed to be very lonely.
"Twenty thousand years ago, I was chosen as the Tian Jianzi. After that, I was greatly nurtured by the sect. All this time, I have not been cultivating in the Sword Domain. Naturally, there are very few people who know about me!"
"However, ten thousand years ago, the Cloud Alliance's leader, Mu Yun, fell. The Immortal World was in chaos. Countless forces looked at the Cloud Alliance anxiously, wanting to devour it."
"At this time, I came back. I was ready to display my great talent and strategy and make a big achievement …"
"But, but …"
Lin Wenxuan said, his hands holding the dragon throne on both sides.
"However, that Lu Qingfeng ruined everything for me!"
"I was deceived by him, used by him, and punished here. This guy, I didn't expect … that he actually made others think that he was dead. Damn it!"
Lin Wenxuan's entire body trembled.
Hearing this, Mu Yun's heart tightened with joy.
Eldest Senior Brother was not dead!
To him, this was the best news!
"Since you are the Tian Jianzi, how can you not be a match for Lu Qingfeng?"
"Because he is Mie Tian Yan's disciple!"
Lin Wenxuan said coldly.
"However, I have to say that the Thirty-Three Sword Sect has some foresight. They knew to kill Mie Tian Yan. Otherwise, as long as this person wants to, I'm afraid that the chaotic land that no one has been able to unify for hundreds of thousands of years would be unified by him. Perhaps, the ten major domains of the Immortal World would become eleven!"
Hearing Lin Wenxuan's high evaluation of his master, Mu Yun puffed out his chest as if he was praising him.
He naturally knew his master's strength.
Tyrannical and wise.
It was just that he lacked the foundation and time. Otherwise, the chaotic land might really be unified by him.
Mu Yun knew that he would never be able to do such a thing back then.
The chaotic land was complicated and the forces were intricate. Powerful sects like the Thirty-Three Sword Sect also existed.
This did not include those old monsters who had been hiding for hundreds of thousands of years.
In his previous life, he heard that there were even peerless kings of the Immortal Emperor Realm in the chaotic land.
However, no one could verify the authenticity of this information. No one knew if it was true or false.
This person seemed to hold Mie Tian Yan in high esteem and was extremely resentful of Lu Qingfeng!
"Are you really Lin Wenxuan?"
Mu Yun asked again.
"Brat, you talk too much nonsense. Who are you?"
"Me? I'm Mu Yun! "
Huh?
In an instant, Mu Yun felt that his entire body was enveloped by an extremely cold aura. It was as if he had completely fallen into a land of death. All his aura was useless.
"I am a disciple of the Heaven Sword Tower, a silver-ranked force under the Nine Immortal Pavilion under the Thirty-Three Sword Sect!"
Mu Yun said with difficulty.
As he said this, Lin Wenxuan's oppression gradually dissipated.
"I … I thought wrong, I thought wrong …"
Lin Wenxuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"What do you think I am?"
"Haha, I thought you were that Mu Yun, that peerless Immortal King. How could it be? After ten thousand years of loneliness, I was really confused. How could you be him …"
Hearing this, Mu Yun muttered in his heart, "I am him!"
"Since you are the Tian Jianzi, how could you be plotted against by Lu Qingfeng?"
"Plotted against?"
Hearing this, Lin Wenxuan shook his head and said, "It doesn't exist. That guy is very powerful. How could he plot against me?"
"When I planned to annihilate the Immortal Sword Sect, Lu Qingfeng was the first person to hunt down Mie Tian Yan after his death. I was ordered to hunt him down and led a hundred Immortal Kings!"
"In the end … I was the only one left. I was trapped here by his Alien Vitality Phosphorescent Fire. For a hundred years, I was constantly eroded by the Alien Vitality Phosphorescent Fire. My eyes were completely withered, and my body was completely …"
As Lin Wenxuan said this, he lifted the sleeves on his arms. His arms were completely withered like old vines and trees.
"Alien Vitality Phosphorescent Fire?"
Mu Yun looked at Lin Wenxuan. Indeed, he discovered that the dragon throne behind him was connected to the two dragons by a series of intertwined chains.
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