Chapter 1510

The majestic nebula, outside the entrance to the Shenyou War Realm.

Tian Xuanzi's figure, like a pale golden lotus, appeared in the space of the thirty-third heaven.

Whoosh!

As soon as he appeared, a figure came across the sky and came to him respectfully.

The man was wearing tight-fitting black clothes, a black belt, and a bamboo hat on his head. He looked thin and slender.

"Zhuge Qingyun, I have met the master!"

The person who came was none other than Zhuge Qingyun, the most evil disciple of Tian Xuanzi's sect, who was said to be an invincible saint and invincible in ancient times.

"I've seen the Holy Lord!"

Thousands of meters away behind Zhuge Qingyun, six black figures stood. Each figure was shrouded in a majestic sky, and they all released extremely terrifying holy power.

Without exception, they are all powerful men in the Holy Realm.

In addition to the supreme elders guarding the sect, Xuantian Holy Sect and all the powerful men in the Holy Realm are present.

If anyone else were here, they would be extremely surprised.

It is hard to imagine that besides the Sword Sect in the ancient domain, there are other super sects that can dispatch so many saints at the same time.

"Why are you here?"

Tian Xuanzi frowned slightly and was not very happy when he saw the six great saints appearing.

"Master wants to see Patriarch Shenyou, so naturally we can't rest assured." Zhuge Qingyun was very calm, and did not panic at all when faced with Tian Xuanzi's questioning tone.

In his mind, he was just doing what he felt was right.

"Master, if you want to blame, just blame me."

Zhuge Qingyun continued.

Tian Xuanzi's expression changed and he looked at Zhuge Qingyun without saying a word. Among his disciples, Zhuge Qingyun was the only one who had no respect for him.

If it were Qin Cang, he would never dare to act like this.

But it doesn't matter, everyone has his or her own character, and Tian Xuanzi doesn't like to suppress the nature of his disciples.

"There's no need to make such a fuss."

"After all, Ancestor Shenyou was the pinnacle of the Holy Realm that could compete with Yaoguang in the Ancient Ancient Territory."

Zhuge Qingyun argued.

Ancestor Shenyou is an old monster in the Ancient Realm. If the Jian Sect had not produced a Yao Guang, the Shenyou Family would have been annexed long ago.

Even though he was severely injured by Yao Guang and never left the Shenyou War Realm again, his power was still there.

Tian Xuanzi suddenly decided to go to the Shenyou War Realm, Zhuge Qingyun would inevitably be worried.

"What's going on in the Sword Sect?"

Tian Xuanzi smiled, did not continue to dwell on this issue, and changed the topic.

"The master of Shengyin Pavilion and the master of Xuangu Valley both rushed to Jianzong as soon as possible. They haven't left yet. The master of Tiandao Pavilion is on the way there. The three houses of Leihuomen, Jingang Temple, and Jade Villa

Nothing happened."

Zhuge Qingyun answered truthfully.

"Going to Xuangu too? Interesting..."

Tian Xuanzi had a slightly surprised look in his eyes, and some waves appeared on his beautiful face.

Under the bamboo hat, Zhuge Qingyun admired Tian Xuanzi quite a lot.

This layout can be said to kill three birds with one stone. It not only weakens the strength of the Shenyou Family, but also deepens the hatred between the Jian Zong and the Shenyou Family. In the end, it can be seen who is the true ally of the Jian Zong.

In this way, the eight super sects were divided into different groups, and the method can be said to be quite high.

Tian Xuanzi's eyes flickered, slightly surprised.

He was not surprised at all that the master of Shengyin Pavilion went to the Sword Sect. The master of the Shengyin Pavilion, Lin Wan, and Mu Xuankong had a close relationship.

Xuan Gu is the real surprise!

As the sect with the deepest attainments in spiritual patterns among the eight super sects, Xuangu has always kept a low profile and made good friends with the seven sects at the same time. They do not offend each other, but they never take sides easily.

Is this now turning towards the Sword Sect?

"Master, do you want to check it out?" Zhuge Qingyun was thoughtful and guessed what Tian Xuanzi was thinking.

"No, it's just a cricket shaking a tree! When the time comes, they will all die."

A hint of chill flashed across Tian Xuanzi's feminine face, and he said lightly.

…

In the ancient wilderness, the gate of Jianzong Mountain.

Under heavy defense, the entire mountain gate was hidden in the clouds and mist. Under the clouds and mist, it was as deep as the ocean.

With a little awareness, you can detect the extremely terrifying murderous intention in it, and a killing array that can make the saint fall is arranged there.

It is the famous Nine Heavens Sword Formation of the Sword Sect, the Nine Clouds, the Thirty-six Heavens, the Stars in the Heavens, and the Endless Sword.

A middle-aged man with a beard looked at the Jianzong Mountain Gate from afar.

He frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and then shouted loudly: "Mu Xuankong, open the door to see the guests, I'm here."

The voice was loud, with a hint of impatience hidden, and he shouted rather irritably.

Jian Zong, the main hall of the sect.

Mu Xuankong was talking to a man and a woman. The man was handsome and handsome, and he was the current master of the Xuan Valley. The woman was the master of the Shengyin Pavilion, with her graceful grace and beauty.

After the two of them learned that Mu Xuankong had killed Qin Xiao, they immediately came to the Sword Sect.

There is no other reason, naturally it is to prevent Xuantian Sect from using this as an excuse to kill Jianzong. After all, everyone knows that the Shenyou Family and Xuantian Sect are inextricably linked.

"Tian Xuanzi didn't come, but this guy came."

The master of Xuan Valley laughed softly.

With such a fiery temper, among the leaders of the eight super sects, only Chen Yu, the master of Tiandao Pavilion, has the best temperament.

"Tian Xuanzi probably won't come. You two should go back first. Jian Zong would like to thank you for your kindness." Mu Xuankong said with a smile on his face and cupped his hands.

Xuangu Valley Master stood up and said: "Then I'll leave first. Don't worry, Headmaster Mu. If the Sword Sect encounters any difficulties in the future, Xuangu will definitely do its best to help."

Mu Xuankong nodded and returned the salute.

Watching the other person's retreating figure, there was a rather emotional look on his face, which was really surprising.

The Tang Jing that Lin Yun saved on Cangxuan Island regardless of life and death was actually his youngest son. When the Sword Emperor sent Tang Jing back to Xuan Valley, the favor was sold directly to Lin Yun. The master of Xuan Valley thought

Knowing this, he naturally sided with Jian Zong at the critical moment.

"Xuankong, I'm leaving first, take care of yourself."

Lin Wan, the master of the Shengyin Pavilion, had a gentle look on her beautiful face. She glanced at Mu Xuankong and left reluctantly.

We haven’t seen each other for many years. I’m afraid it will be difficult to find a suitable excuse next time we meet again.

Boom!

Not long after the two left, a middle-aged man wearing commoner clothes and a beard quickly landed in the sect hall with an extremely fierce momentum.

He was in a hurry and rushed over as quickly as possible as soon as the formation opened.

"Mu Xuankong, have you really mastered the sword domain?"

The middle-aged bearded man said with fiery eyes and impatiently.

The two fought for decades when they were young, and after each became a leader, they fought for a long time.

They were always evenly matched, no matter the outcome. Suddenly, when they heard that the opponent had mastered the sword domain and killed Qin Xiao with one against three, the owner of Tian Dao Tower couldn't sit still for a moment.

"That's right."

Mu Xuankong smiled and said softly.

"If you don't believe me, just stand still and try to stab me with a knife!"

The middle-aged Hu Zha pulled out the long knife from his waist on the spot and struck Mu Xuankong directly. Fortunately, there were no other sword sect elders in this place, otherwise he would have been frightened to death by this scene.

This is too irritable!

Even so, Mu Xuankong broke into a cold sweat and the corner of his mouth twitched.

There was no time to think too much, and a heavy amount of mysterious light fell down with his hand, forming a field filled with sword light. There was a majestic sword intent surging between his eyebrows, as if he was about to swallow a real bright sun.

The middle-aged Hu Zha fell with his sword. After being slightly blocked, he changed to holding the sword with both hands.

Click, click, click!

The next moment, the long sword in his hand was as powerful as breaking bamboo, cutting through layers of sword light like a water curtain, and stopped just when it was about to fall on Mu Xuankong's head.
To be continued...