Chapter 1331 Leaving the Holy Sepulcher

"After staying here for seven years, I don't think there is any need to continue the trial!"

Lin Wenxuan was too lazy to think so much at the moment.

Thousands of years have passed, and everyone thought he was dead, but now, he is alive.

He really wanted to know what those people would think when they saw his expression!

"Okay, I already know the general situation. I didn't expect that everyone in the Thirty-Three Peaks will be alive and healthy in ten thousand years!"

Lin Wenxuan laughed loudly and said, "Since that's the case, I'd like to go back and see how these people will face me!"

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

At this moment, his body was exposed, but every inch of the skin on his body was dryly stuck to his body like tree bark.

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

A head of long hair, like a few withered willow branches, hangs down vertically.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan didn't look like a person, but more like a dry tree trunk.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun was even more amazed at the strength of the elder brother.

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

For ten thousand years, he was constantly tortured, but he was still able to survive, and even maintained his strength without seriously degrading. Thirty-three swords, and the thirty-three peerless swords, although the chosen Tianjianzi was disorderly, but Facts have proved that every Tianjianzi is indeed a person who is astonishing in the past and the present.

"Master!"

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

"Are there black ones?" Lin Wenxuan asked slowly.

"Um?"

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

"Understood!"

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

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

The whole person is like a Ghost Li walking out of the darkness.

Seeing Lin Wenxuan's current appearance, Lin Yu felt a little sorry for him.

However, standing in different camps, it is obviously impossible for Mu Yun to confide in him.

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

There is a special bond between the two of them.

If you are not careful, you may turn against each other.

If Lin Wenxuan is released, if this person gains strength, he will definitely not be willing to be oppressed by Yunlang who is behind him.

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

The masters of the Thirty-Three Peaks have always acted on their own, and they are fighting each other for power.

However, Qingtian Peak is the core of the Thirty Three Heavenly Sword Gate, and even if there is a fight, it is impossible to expand it. The appearance of Lin Wenxuan may be able to stir up the entire Thirty Three 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 Heavens Sword Sect.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this time, he is willing to risk being discovered by Yunlang. What he wants to do is to sneak into the Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate and turn the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate upside down.

At that time, the inside should cooperate with the outside, and join forces with the Mietian Sword Sect and the Biluo Huangquan Sect to bring the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect to a bottom line!

"Okay, it's time to get out of here!"

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

A black robe covers the whole body.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan seemed to have transformed into a ghost from hell and saw the light of day again.

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

It's just that he knows that bringing the Thirty-Three Heavens to Jianmen will definitely be a big trouble.

Thirty-three days at Jianmen, the two Heavenly Sword Masters met, and he couldn't predict what kind of fight they would have.

Lin Wenxuan walked out of the mountains with a few people. Looking at the sky filled with light, Lin Wenxuan raised his hands.

"My peerless Lin Wenxuan is back!"

Opening his hands, Lin Wenxuan flew out immediately, with rays of light flickering all over his body. At this moment, rays of light condensed into palm prints, directly bombarding in all directions.

Boom boom boom...

Immediately, the entire holy tomb was filled with roaring and crackling sounds, shocking people's ears.

At this moment, the entire Holy Tomb began to shake.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt as if the world had collapsed.

Is this still humanly possible?

No one knows.

The rumbling sound continued, and at the same time, within the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate and the Thirty-Three Peaks, a figure hurriedly rushed to the main hall on the top of the mountain.

"Peak Master!"

As soon as the disciple stepped into the hall, he cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "The big thing is not good, the Holy Tomb is about to collapse!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's expression changed.

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

Jian Wushuang looked into the distance with a pair of eyes, as if he had penetrated through layers of mountains and reached the holy tomb.

"Walk!"

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

The next moment, he appeared in the valley of trials.

"really!"

Looking at the entrance of the trial, the waves are rough and the breath is violent, Jian Wushuang shouted directly: "Open the entrance of the trial!"

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

"Do as I say!"

Jian Wushuang immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

"yes!"

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

At the same time, in the holy tomb, the remaining 30,000 to 40,000 disciples are waiting quietly at this moment.

Gradually, a vortex appeared in the sky above the holy tomb, a vortex that everyone could see, appeared above the head.

"Thirty-three days of Jianmen, I, Lin Wenxuan, have returned!"

Lin Wenxuan murmured slightly, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rushed out of the vortex first.

The figures whizzing past, like ants, flocked into the vortex one after another.

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

The trip to the Holy Sepulcher is over!

Brother Lu Qingfeng stayed here, maybe just to imprison Lin Wenxuan, he just did this, he didn't know if it was right or not.

But right now, there seems to be no other choice.

Everything depends on strength.

In the future, his strength can surpass Lin Wenxuan. If Lin Wenxuan wants to harm his senior brother, he will kill him.

But now, why doesn't he want to shout out in his heart: Thirty-three days of Jianmen, I, Muyun, are here!

buzz buzz...

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

The formation was activated, and figures appeared suddenly.

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

Not everyone gathered together. Many people hid for several years in order to avoid the blood man, and now they appeared, as if they had passed away.

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

More than 100,000 people entered the holy tomb. According to the plan of the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Gate, the final remaining people should be around 10,000 people.

But now, there are actually 30,000 to 40,000 people off the field.

So many people, how did the disciples sent to the Holy Sepulcher do things!

Jian Wushuang didn't speak at the moment.

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

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth slightly and said: "The first hundred disciples will be scattered into the thirty-three peaks of the Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect, and the rest of the non-Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect disciples will return to their respective sects!"

After the words fell, Jian Wushou waved his palm, and the bracelets were taken back.

Following Jian Wushuang's actions, his expression also became unbelievable.

"The top 100 are known as follows!"

Jian Wushou waved his palm, two fingers formed a sword, and pointed out with one hand.

In front of the valley, on a 100-meter-tall stone tablet, names appeared one after another, followed by points.

The number one position is surprisingly Muyun, with 5477 points!

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang became more and more puzzled.

Swish Swish Swish...

At this moment, several figures came from the sky.

Among those few people, it seems that they are different.

There are a total of more than a dozen figures, but there are three figures at the head.

The man in the middle, dressed in a red robe, with his hands behind his back, has a fiery breath, giving people a great sense of oppression.

On the right is a woman. The woman is wearing a lavender dress and wearing purple boots. She looks dignified, but she has an indescribable charm. Her black hair hangs over her shoulders, her hands are like jade fingers, she is truly beautiful, her phoenix eyes are shining Yan, her lips are like cherry blossoms, captivating, and she is also a top-notch beauty.

And Mu Yun found that Lin Wenxuan's body trembled slightly the moment he saw this person.

And the man on the left seemed to have a restrained aura, nothing unusual, but it gave off a very deep sense of oppression.

"Lu Xiaotian!"

"Liu Ruxue!"

"Kang Qianyu!"

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

"Master knows these three people?"

"Of course we know each other!" Lin Wenxuan said indifferently, "Lu Xiaotian is the owner of the third peak, and he is my rival. Liu Ruxue..."

Lin Wenxuan sighed, and said just now: "It's someone I really want to see but dare not meet. Kang Qianyu is the owner of the fourth peak!"

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

Liu Ruxue...

Hearing this name, Mu Yun frowned.

In the holy tomb, Liu Fengyun, the second peak's disciple, and his brother Liu Rufeng, are drinking Liu Ruxue, does it matter?

It shouldn't matter...

When the three arrived, Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and watched the three arrive: "Peak Lord Liu, Peak Master Lu, and Peak Master Kang, long time no see!"

"Master Jianfeng is too polite!"

Liu Ruxue stepped on her purple boots, stood in mid-air, looked ahead, and said, "Peak Lord Jian has been the organizer of this trial, and it's been hard work. I'm waiting for the three of you, just to take a look, please continue! "

"Peak Master Liu is probably just here to see the performance of the two children?"

Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said, "Where are Liu Fengyun and Liu Rufeng?"

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