"Left Protector! Something is wrong!"

"Huh?" The world's sealed Daobei argument, Dao Wuji suddenly felt uneasy when he saw the anxious black-clothed Dao Guard.

"What's so panicked?" Dao Wuji asked.

"Left Guardian, Chairman, Chairman, Chairman..." The black-clothed sword guard said in panic.

"What's wrong with the Chairman?" Dao Wuji was shocked and shouted hurriedly.

"The Chairman is dead!" said the black-clothed sword guard sadly, "The four celebrities are all dead, the Shenwu Peak is gone, and the Six-Dao Hou is dead!!"

"How could this happen?!" Dao Wuji was inexplicably shocked, and the sudden arrival of the news undoubtedly turned his blow to the earth.

"Hurry! Take people back!" Dao Wuji can no longer take care of the Beiji base at this moment. The base camp was destroyed and even his master was killed. What is the need for protection for a small base now?

But after a while, Dao Wuji hurried to the west to build a stronghold with a thousand black-clothed sword guards. According to the message, Dao Wu's body was there now.

...

Within a day, everything that the world's sword sealing spread throughout the Western Wushu. Everyone who heard the news was stunned.

Why did this world seal sword, which was established just after the eradication of Tiandu, end up like this in the blink of an eye?

A stronghold was destroyed and the headquarters of the Shenwu Peak was destroyed. Not only did the backbone members of the power died and injured, but even the sword of the world's sword, the God Saber Wuhou, who killed the tyrant Luo Hu, was killed.

For a moment, the entire Western Wulin people were panicked and worried about what would happen again in the future, and whether another devil would start to rule violently.

The world's sealed sword, which suffered a fatal blow, lost its strength and its reputation plummeted. The original leader of the Western Wulin did not match the position, but they no longer had the strength to maintain this glorious position.

What they should worry about now is where the person behind the scenes will attack the world's sword seal from.

But when Dao Wuji and others were huddling together and preparing to fight to the death, they could not wait for the imaginary enemy for a long time.

...

In the valley where Yu Qingjue is located in the Western Wulin, Jun Moye took A Lian and Yu Qingjue to say goodbye.

"Let's leave today, see you again in the future." Jun Moye said to Yu Qingjue.

"I'll let you listen to my piano skills again." Yu Qingjue replied.

"Oh, then I'm looking forward to the meeting at that time, say goodbye!" After saying that, Jun Moye turned around and left in the morning sun.

"..." Yu Qingjue didn't ask Jun Moye where he would go because he had a premonition.

"Young Master, are we going to the Central Plains?" A Lian asked, following Jun Moye.

"What, do you think I will go to Central Plains?" Jun Moye asked back.

"Isn't this?" A Lian puzzled. Isn't he going to the Central Plains to settle the score with the Three Sects when he left the Western Wulin this time?

"I want to go to Zhongyuan, but not now." Jun Moye has his own plan.

At that time, the three sects of the Holy Master, Lao Buddha and Dao Zun led the three sects to kill a lot of Tiandu's deployment. Jun Moye naturally would not forget it easily, that would be very unfair to those who fought for Tiandu.

Blood debt must be paid for blood!

However, if you want to take revenge, you will not be too stubborn to fight. The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have many people. They have been in the Central Plains for many years and have a deep root. If you go up rashly, it will be difficult for them to escape unstoppable.

After all, Jun Moye is not strong enough. Now, he has no absolute confidence in winning against any of the three leaders of the sects, let alone the enemy's territory.

Therefore, Jun Moye decided to find a place to retreat first and improve his strength.

"Let's go to Nanwulin." Jun Moye said.

"Nanwulin?" A Lian looked at Jun Moye in confusion.

"The Western Wulin and the Central Plains have more or less enemies. It is difficult for us to guarantee whether we will be exposed. It will be much better to go to the Southern Wulin. But we find a place to live in seclusion for a while, and wait until I practice martial arts well, and then come out of the mountain to get them back one by one!" Jun Moye said in a deep voice.

"Well, wherever the young master goes, A Lian will go." A Lian said with a smile.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I will never leave you behind." Jun Moye assured A Lian.

A few days later, Jun Moye and A Lian crossed the boundary between the Western Wulin and the Southern Wulin.

...

At the extreme realm, one kind of true qi attribute is cultivated to the purest and reaches its peak. This realm is also the highest level of internal strength that can be achieved in the suffering realm of the world.

Wu Jun Luohu is a powerful man in the extreme realm with demonic essence. His deep foundation and cultivation are hard to compete with in his contemporary era.

As Luo Hu's disciple, Jun Moye naturally obtained the method of Ji Yuan cultivation. He always believed what Luo Hu said was that the foundation was the foundation of everything, and believed in the principle of "great effort to achieve miracles."

On this day, in a forest in Nanwulin, a supreme white holy aura suddenly soared into the sky.

Suddenly, auspicious clouds surrounded and the sun shone. On the earth, dead trees were spring, and birds and beasts gathered at the foot of a mountain.

After a moment, the holy energy dissipated, the sky and the earth returned to peace, and the birds and beasts dissipated automatically.

On the Wuming Mountain, A Lian looked at Jun Moye who walked out of the cave in surprise, "Congratulations to the young master for his great achievements!!"

"The realm of extreme essence has finally been cultivated." Jun Moye quietly felt the endless power in his body. With a grasp of the palm, the surrounding earth suddenly trembled. This power that controls the world is really fascinating.

Jun Moye let go of his mind and felt that the whole world was in his own sense.

Just as Jun Moye sensed the world, on a towering mountain peak in the Central Plains, a Buddhist monk holding a whisk in his hand, holding a golden relics with a dignified appearance, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows suddenly woke up in meditation.

"Hmm?" Feeling the breath scattered between heaven and earth, the Buddhist monk opened his eyes, looked down on the world with a confident look, and he also added a little bit of doubt. "When did a strong man appear in this suffering state?"

"That direction is Nanwulin," the monk looked up at the south, and was curious, "Who is pure and flawless holy aura, who is this person?"

"Well, I'll go for a while if I'm quiet and think about moving." The monk stood up and turned into a golden light and headed towards the southern martial arts world.

"A Lian, when is it now?" After being in seclusion for a long time, Jun Moye's concept of time has become blurred.

"Go back to the young master, it has been more than 800 years since we left the Xiwulin and came here." A Lian sighed.

"Eight hundred years?!" Jun Moye was shocked. He thought that at most more than a hundred years had passed.

The breeze blew, and a wisp of white covered Jun Moye's vision. It was only then that he realized that he was already white.

"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, I was already white." Jun Moye said strangely.

"Young Master, don't worry. Every innate person with profound cultivation is white. From a certain perspective, this is a symbol of the identity of a master." A Lian said with a smile.

"Then your head is black." Jun Moye pointed at A Lian's black head and said.

"Don't worry about these small details. Having said that, what are the plans for the young master after he left the seclusion this time?" A Lian staggered the topic about the head.

"Go out and have a look first, and then go and get a debt." Jun Moye said calmly.

"Okay, let's go out now!" A Lian walked down the mountain excitedly.

"Are you so anxious?"

"A Lian has been in this uninhabited place for hundreds of years!" A Lian's faint voice came.

...

One day after Jun Moye and A Lian left this unknown mountain, a golden light came from the sky.
Chapter completed!