Chapter 1788 Falling Off a Cliff

"Hello, Master Xing'er is not here!"

Mu Yun didn't raise his head, and responded directly.

"Oh, she's not here, it's the same to find you!"

A faint response sounded, with an irresistible magical voice.

Raising his head, a figure appeared in front of Mu Yun.

Wearing a light blue gown, with one hand hanging in front of his body and the other behind his back, the faint smile on his face gave off a dark but not eerie feeling.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Mu Yun stood up, looked at the man in front of him, and cupped his hands.

"I told Xing'er before, take her to the Burial Sword Tomb to get a sword, why aren't you here today?"

The man nodded and said: "But it's okay, you go with me, it's the same!"

"This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"

"It's okay, just take the sword!"

Mu Yun said again: "But I heard from the elders before that the Sword Burial Tomb is a place of death, and one cannot enter it..."

"That's for you outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples. Titled disciples have sect tokens and can have the opportunity to enter the Burial Sword Tomb to choose long swords!"

"In that case, fine!"

Mu Yun nodded, put away the Holy Fetus Elixir, and left with the man in blue.

"I don't know how to call my brother?"

"Luo River!"

The man in the blue shirt said lightly, "Just call me Luohe!"

"Brother Luo!"

Mu Yungong cupped his hands and said: "Before Master Xing'er left, he asked me to take care of Dan Shi. I'll go and talk to Lin Junjie first, so that Master Xing'er can't find me when he comes back!"

Hearing this, Luo He frowned, looking a little impatient.

At this moment, the two came to the gate of Danyuan.

"Brother Lin!"

"Hey, Brother Mu!" Lin Junsheng greeted Mu Yun warmly when he saw Mu Yun.

"I'll go with Senior Brother Luohe to pick up something for Master Xing'er. If Master Xing'er comes back, please tell her!"

"good!"

Mu Yun looked at Lin Junsheng, and left with Luo He.

The two were seen leaving together.

Lin Junsheng muttered, "Senior brother Luohe? Which brother Luohe?"

"Luo River!"

Suddenly, Lin Junsheng turned pale.

In the entire Sword God Sect, there is only one Luohe, who is the most famous, and that is the leader of the Zhanmeng, Luohe, a titled disciple!

"Oops!"

Lin Junsheng's expression changed, and he left in a hurry.

But at this moment, Mu Yun followed the Luohe River, all the way forward, and came to the depths of the Sword God Sect.

The places where the Outer Sect, the Inner Sect, and the title disciples of the Sword God Sect lived were well-divided and distinct from each other.

This is the first time Muyun has entered the depths from the Outer Sect.

Going around, the two spent most of a day before arriving at the back of the Sword God Sect.

On the edge of a cliff.

"Ahead is the Burial Sword Tomb!"

Luo He looked ahead and said calmly: "The Tomb of Swords Burial is the burial of the peerless divine swords of the heavenly favored sons or elder suzerains of our Sword God Sect. Those divine swords even contain the willpower of our predecessors. , so if you enter it, you will be rejected, and you need a sect warrant!"

As Luohe said, he waved his palm, and a token appeared in his hand.

With a swipe of his palm, the token rose directly into the air and floated into the air. Then, a ray of light suddenly flashed, and a ray of light appeared on the edge of the cliff at this moment.

Bits of brilliance condensed and cast into a passage.

The passage leads directly to the other side of the cliff.

"On Bridge!"

Luo He panted heavily, and said, "Hurry up, this token will only support us in the past for a short time!"

Seeing Luo He's panting appearance, Mu Yun cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother Luo He is a title disciple, so I invite you first!"

"Let you go, you go, why is there so much nonsense!"

Luo He drank directly.

"Senior brother is timid, so please lead the way!"

"Hmph, you are timid, I think you are bold!"

At this moment, Luohe grasped the palm of his hand, and a swarming aura was overwhelming, directly enveloping Muyun's body from the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Mu Yun's figure only felt tightly imprisoned, unable to move.

"Damn it!"

Mu Yun just wanted to resist, but it was of no avail.

The difference between the gods and the true gods is not so big!

boom……

A bang sounded, and his figure was directly bombarded on the Starlight Bridge. The corner of Luohe's mouth grinned, and he said, "It is true that disciples are not allowed to enter the Burial Sword Tomb. You can enjoy it here."

"This place buried countless geniuses of our Sword God Sect. You are not the first, nor will you be the last!"

"You are not Luohe!"

Mu Yun shouted.

"Wrong, I am Luo He, the Luo He who loves Xing'er deeply, so any man who gets close to her, I, Luo He, will be beheaded to death!"

"Dignified title disciple, you really can do it!"

"For Xing'er, I can do anything, Muyun, it's only my fault, you let Xing'er miss you!"

As Luohe said, he recalled his palm, and at this moment, the starlight suddenly receded and disappeared.

Suddenly, under Muyun's feet, under the bottomless cliff, a strong suction force came directly.

Almost instantly, with a swish, his body fell directly below and completely disappeared...

All of this was just a flash in the air. Even if Mu Yun used all his strength, he still couldn't resist.

Seeing this scene, Luo He smiled faintly and left directly.

With his strength, he could kill Muyun directly.

But if Mu Yun was just a disciple of the outer sect, it would be really easy, but now, Mu Yun is still a two-star alchemist.

In the Sword God Sect, the identity and status of a two-star alchemist is comparable to that of the disciples of the inner sect, so it is not easy for him to do anything.

But it was easy to lure Muyun to the Jianjian Tomb and push him down.

Even if Zongmen knew about this matter, he could not be held accountable.

After holding his hands, Luo He turned and left.

For a mere foreign sect disciple, he personally acted, not because he thinks highly of Mu Yun, but because in his heart, anyone who is related to Xi Xing'er, even an ant, is the most important thing!

"Luo River!"

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

On the edge of the cliff, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Star!"

Seeing the person coming, Luo He was overjoyed and rushed to meet him.

"Luohe, where's Muyun?" Xi Xing'er asked with a gloomy expression.

Seeing Xi Xing'er's nervous appearance, Luo He's face suddenly turned cold.

"Xing'er, this is what I dislike the most about you. A mere disciple from a foreign sect, do you care so much? If you want alchemy disciples, all three-star alchemist disciples in my Zhanmeng can be your alchemist disciples!"

"Don't worry about it!"

Xi Xing'er snorted, "Luohe, let me ask you, where is my disciple Muyun?"

"Fall into the Burial Sword Tomb!"

"What!"

Hearing this, Xi Xing'er's expression darkened.

"Luohe, you... are too much!"

Xi Xing'er galloped to the Jianjian Tomb, seeing the darkness below, her heart sank.

From ancient times to the present, the disciples who entered the Burial Sword Tomb have never returned.

Xi Xing'er suddenly turned around, looked at Luohe, and shouted: "Luohe, you are fine, fine, from today onwards, you and I will have nothing to do with each other anymore, let all the dog legs of Zhanmeng get out of the alchemy courtyard, otherwise, we will Find one, kill one!"

After the words fell, Xi Xing'er left angrily.

She needs to discuss it with her sister quickly.

The Sword Burial Tomb is the place where the predecessors of the Sword God Sect are buried. There are tens of thousands of swords in the Sword God Sect, and the sword energy and murderous aura contained in them are simply innumerable.

Mu Yun enters it, not to mention the peak of the true god, even the gods of the earth and the gods, there will be ten deaths and no life.

"Xing'er..."

Seeing Xi Xing'er leaving angrily, Luo He's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Looking at the cliff, Luo He shouted: "If I knew this, I shouldn't let you go down the cliff, but should directly imprison you in a dark place, making your life worse than death!"

The cold words, accompanied by the sharp wind, dissipated between the heaven and the earth...

At this moment, Mu Yun really felt that life would be worse than death.

Falling to the sword burial mound, Mu Yun's body kept falling.

But under the entire cliff, after a hundred meters, long swords appeared.

Those long swords, from the initial level of innate artifacts, to the later level of earth element artifacts, even appeared the divine swords of the level of heavenly artifacts.

Those swords were stuck on the cliffs on both sides one by one, and there were so many of them that they couldn't be counted.

But when Mu Yun's figure fell, gusts of strong wind swarmed in, directly piercing his body.

Those gale winds, like sword energy, changed in every way, with thousands of moves, whistling, almost tearing his body, making him unable to breathe.

More importantly, the more descending those stellar qi are, the stronger they become.

After going on like this, I am afraid that he will be completely reduced to pieces before reaching the bottom of the cliff.

What should I do?

At this moment, Mu Yun had thousands of ideas running through his mind.

In the end, Mu Yun had no choice but to directly sacrifice the picture of the blue sky and the yellow spring, and at this moment, the six sacred monuments rolled out directly.

The six sacred monuments transformed into six steel plates, enveloping his body.

At this moment, the Blue Falling Yellow Spring Map even surrounded the six sacred monuments. Under such circumstances, those strong winds were finally resisted at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun also let out a sigh of relief.

If he couldn't stop it, he might die a hundred times.

It's just that even so, the more he sank, the more his body was squeezed by the outside world, making it difficult to support him.

How high is this cliff!

Mu Yun's heart was almost insane. He hadn't felt the oppression of facing death for a long time.

"Luohe, if I don't die, you will become a ghost!"

The gums were tight, and Muyun's mouth was bleeding at the moment.

boom……

However, after an unknown amount of time, Mu Yun suddenly felt his body fall to the ground.

Pain, already lost consciousness.

But at this moment, all the turmoil dissipated.

Mu Yun pushed aside the six sacred monuments, looked around, and exhaled.

Falling from such a distance, even with the terrifying wind, not to mention the gods, even the top powerhouses in the realm of gods, can't bear it.

If he hadn't owned the map of the blue sky and the six holy monuments for defense, he would have died long ago.

But now it seems that the six sacred monuments and the map of the blue and yellow springs are indeed very powerful.

Especially the picture of the blue sky and the underworld. This picture was given to him by his father on purpose. Even his grandfather didn't know what it was, but now it seems that it is indeed very special.

"Is this the bottom of the cliff?"

Mu Yun looked around, it was pitch black, only the faint sword lights in the darkness, talking to himself.