Chapter 1273 The Withered Man

The sound of bang bang kept ringing.

At this moment, Mu Yun's whole body collided with the wall, as if he had entered the rocky hill, and the surroundings were in chaos.

Mu Yun felt that his body, as if being sucked by a strong wind, kept rolling down towards the depths.

The crackling sound kept ringing out. Fortunately, his body was strong and he didn't suffer any serious injuries. However, it was necessary for him to become very embarrassed under such rolling.

The continuous rolling, accompanied by a muffled bang, finally stopped.

But at this moment, Mu Yun's clothes were in tatters and his hair was loose, making him look like a beggar.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun immediately stood up and looked around nervously.

He seemed to be in a great hall, and the surroundings of the hall looked dim and groggy.

However, at the very front, there is indeed a dragon chair three meters long and one meter wide.

On the back of the dragon chair, there are two auspicious real dragons engraved with phoenixes, entangled together, lifelike.

On the armrests on both sides, two dragon heads appeared, their eyes glaring angrily.

But at this moment, on the dragon chair, a figure remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

Seeing this scene, Muyun exhaled, holding the Youyu sword in his hand.

"Um?"

But all of a sudden, that figure on the dragon chair let out a voice of surprise.

"Who are you?"

The gurgling sound was as unpleasant as a paste bubbling.

"and who are you?"

Looking at this person, Mu Yun was more cautious.

In this damn place, everything is normal.

"Me? Hehe..."

That mushy voice sounded again, and Mu Yun really felt as uncomfortable as scratching his heart.

"How did you get in? Boy!"

It was just that figure, with its head down and its whole body covered under the dragon robe, spoke again.

"Me? Walked in!"

As soon as the words came out, the man sitting above looked at Muyun and looked at Muyun's whole body, as if he didn't believe it at all.

Mu Yun didn't say much.

"You can actually enter here, there must be some means."

The man said silently: "However, I advise you, no matter why you came here, you should leave now!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun frowned.

leave?

That must be impossible.

They have all come here, so he naturally wants to search for it.

Mu Yun kept looking around the hall, and found that there was nothing but this person in this empty hall.

Mu Yun opened his mouth and said: "I am from the Southern Sword Region. This time, I am going to practice at the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate. It is said that this place is called the Holy Tomb, but..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yun paused, sighed, and said again: "It is said that it is the place where the sword sage Lu Qingfeng was buried. This time, the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate..."

"Ha ha……"

However, before Mu Yun finished speaking, the man suddenly burst into laughter.

The voice was hoarse, revealing endless emptiness.

"Where is Lu Qingfeng buried?"

"Ha ha……"

The man smiled exaggeratedly, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Those idiots in the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect, they thought they killed Mie Tianyan, Muyun died, and the Mietian Sword Sect fell?"

"Those thirty-three peak masters are all stubborn, and Jian Nantian is even more stupid!"

"Who is Lu Qingfeng? A disciple of the sword fairy Mie Tianyan, known as the Qingshan Sword Saint, even if his master is dead, his junior brother is dead, how can he die!"

At this moment, if other people are here, they must not know what this man is talking about, but judging from the news of past life and present life, Mu Yun felt a little happy in his heart for a while.

"You said that Lu Qingfeng is not dead?"

"He's dead, how can I still be here!"

The man's voice was suddenly filled with resentment.

"and who are you?"

Mu Yun was a little puzzled.

However, from the man's mouth, it can be seen that the elder brother is not dead, and it seems that he is trapped here.

This point surprised Mu Yunu quite a bit.

It's just that no matter what, the senior brother is not dead, which is great news.

"who I am?"

The man suddenly raised his head. Under the hat, there was a face full of skinny, bark-like faces, with two empty eyes.

What kind of face was that?

It is completely like bark.

Horror, disgusting!

"Thirty thousand years ago, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate and the Thirty-Three Immortal Swords chose a Heavenly Sword Master named Mie Tianyan!"

"Ten thousand years ago, at the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate, another Tian Jianzi was born, named Yun Lang, who has never been extradited in the Three Thousand Small World!"

"Twenty thousand years ago..."

The man's words fell, and he smiled bitterly, but that smile looked uglier than crying.

"Twenty thousand years ago, a disciple of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect was selected by the Thirty-Three Heavenly Swords to become Tianjianzi. That person is me, Lin Wenxuan!"

boom……

After these words fell, Mu Yun only felt that his head was about to explode.

For a long time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate, every ten thousand years, the Thirty-Three Immortal Swords will automatically select a Heavenly Sword Master.

Not surprisingly, the selected Tian Jianzi will either be the master of the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect, the peak master of each peak, or a high-ranking elder in the future.

Thirty thousand years ago, it was his master Mie Tianyan who was famous.

And Mu Yun never knew, who is that person under his master?

He only knew that Yunlang was the next one, but he didn't expect that Yunlang was chosen ten thousand years ago!

He also thought that Yun Lang was only selected after he was reborn.

These two news shocked him extremely.

Lin Wenxuan, Tian Jianzi 20,000 years ago, how could he be in such a state now?

As for Yunlang, he was Tian Jianzi ten thousand years ago. Doesn't that mean that the birth of Tian Jianzi in the Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect will be very soon...

"Who are you lying to?"

However, Mu Yun snorted at this moment: "You said you are Lin Wenxuan? I know that Lin Wenxuan was the Tianjianzi selected by the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate 20,000 years ago, but this son is like a shooting star. The night sky just dissipates, no one has ever heard of him!"

"Why should I lie to you?"

Lin Wenxuan said bitterly.

Ten thousand years of time here, no one to talk to him, he seems very lonely.

"Twenty thousand years ago, I was selected as Tianjianzi, and then I was vigorously cultivated by the sect. I have not practiced in the sword field all this time. Naturally, few people know me!"

"However, 10,000 years ago, the leader of the Yunmeng, Muyun, fell, and the fairy world was in chaos. Countless forces all looked at the Yunmeng eagerly, wanting to devour it."

"At this moment, I'm back, and I'm going to display my talents and plan to make a memorabilia..."

"But, but..."

As Lin Wenxuan said, his hands were almost firmly grasping the dragon chairs on both sides.

"But that Lu Qingfeng has ruined everything about me!"

"I was deceived by him, used by him, and sanctioned by him here. This guy, I didn't expect... He actually made others think he was dead. Damn it!"

Lin Wenxuan's whole body was trembling constantly.

Hearing this, Mu Yun felt very happy in his heart.

Big brother is not dead!

This is the best news for him!

"Since you are Tian Jianzi, how could you not be Lu Qingfeng's opponent?"

"Because he is Mie Tianyan's apprentice!"

Lin Wenxuan said indifferently.

"However, I have to say that the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect has some eyesight and knows how to kill Tianyan. Otherwise, as long as this person wants to, I'm afraid that for hundreds of thousands of years, no one can unify the chaos." The earth will be unified by him, maybe the top ten domains in the fairy world will become eleven domains!"

Hearing Lin Wenxuan's high evaluation of his master, Mu Yun puffed out his chest, as if he was praising him.

He naturally knows the strength of the master.

Strong and wise.

It's just a lack of background time, otherwise, the extremely chaotic land may really be unified by him.

This kind of thing, Mu Yun thought to himself back then, was absolutely impossible.

The land is extremely chaotic, the forces are intricate, and the sect as powerful as the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect also exists.

This does not include those old monsters who have been hidden for hundreds of thousands of years and have not come out for hundreds of thousands of years.

In his previous life, he had heard that in the extremely chaotic land, he was even a peerless king who existed in the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

It's just that no one has investigated these news, and no one knows whether it is true or not.

This person seems to respect Mie Tianyan very much, and he hates Lu Qingfeng very much!

"Are you really Lin Wenxuan?"

Mu Yun said again.

"Stinky boy, there is so much nonsense, who are you?"

"Me? I'm Muyun!"

Um?

In an instant, Mu Yun's words fell, and he felt that his whole body was enveloped by an extremely cold breath, and his whole body was completely plunged into death. All breaths were useless.

"I am a disciple of the silver-level power Tianjianlou under the Jiuxian Pavilion under the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect!"

Mu Yun said with difficulty.

After saying these words, Lin Wenxuan's oppression gradually dissipated.

"I... thought wrong, thought wrong..."

Lin Wenxuan shook his head with a wry smile.

"What do you take me for?"

"Hehe, I thought that you were that Muyun, that peerless fairy king, how could it be possible, I was really confused after thousands of years of loneliness, how could you be him..."

Hearing this, Mu Yun muttered in his heart: I am him!

"Since you are Tian Jianzi, how could you be plotted against by Lu Qingfeng?"

"plot?"

Hearing this, Lin Wenxuan shook his head and said: "It doesn't exist, that guy is so powerful, how could he plot against me?"

"I planned to exterminate the Immortal Sword Sect at the beginning. Lu Qingfeng was the number one chased after Mie Tianyan's death. I was ordered to hunt him down and lead a hundred immortal kings!"

"In the end... I was the only one left, trapped here with the different elemental phosphorus fire. For a hundred years, I was constantly eroded by the different elemental cold fire. My eyes were completely exhausted, and my body was completely..."

As Lin Wenxuan said, he lifted the sleeves on his arms, and those arms were like dead vines and old trees.

"Heterogeneous phosphorus fire?"

Mu Yun looked at Lin Wenxuan, and really found that the dragon chair behind him, and behind the twin dragons, were connected by an intertwined iron chain.

And behind the iron chain is a gate. At this moment, the gate is open, and there is chaos. There is no scene at all, and only the two iron chains can be seen, which are spreading from the gate.