Chapter 225 Do You Know Why I Am Called Ming Yue?

With the assistance of the Ancient God Church.

After the soul arrived, Fairy Mingyue easily forged her identity.

With her strength, Daxia's checkpoints in the outer battlefield control area were simply in vain.

In less than half a day, we arrived at Tianshu City from Yinpingling.

The passage connecting Yanhuang Realm is in this city.

Walking casually among them, I did not see the tense situation as expected, but instead it was prosperous and lively.

Daxia warriors were everywhere on the main road, and some of them had dried blood on their bodies.

Apparently he was returning after killing the enemy on the front line.

At this time, he was calling his friends and talking loudly about his achievements.

After a few words, everyone's blood boiled.

This kind of personal behavior is not uncommon and has even become a trend.

War-loving, war-loving, honorable in killing enemies, foreign races are all rubbish, they are all living meritorious babies...

Mingyue walked all the way down.

A frown gradually formed on his indifferent face.

This kind of cohesion and the vitality of people's aspirations was something she had never seen in Xuanlan Sect.

Even after arriving, she also stayed in the Demon Realm for a period of time. It was a completely unordered place where nothing but killing was killing.

"No wonder the master once said..."

"Among the nine realms, the Yanhuang realm is the most special. Unless they are completely wiped out, they will always resurgence, lingering together, and then quietly saving up."

Death does not scare this group of people, but instead arouses ferocity.

For a true disciple like her, she naturally knows a little about the founding history of the Xuanlan Sect.

The original founder was named Xuan Lan.

It comes from the Yanhuang Realm among the Nine Realms.

When the 100,000-year realm opened, he led the Xuanlan Sect to the upper realm and became independent in one fell swoop!

And in the long years that followed, he narrowly escaped death again and again, and finally stood firm in the Tianlan Territory and became the overlord of one side.

After learning about this period of history, Mingyue asked her master doubtfully: Since the Yanhuang Territory is the birthplace of the sect, why not treat them well? At least they can be used as a reserve force to develop and achieve continuous supply.

The master said something meaningful: because after a long time of peace, that ethnic group will start fighting among themselves.

Xuanlan Sect subsequently suffered seven major schisms, almost to the point of collapse.

It was all caused by the group of powerful men who broke out of the Nine Realms.

this information.

It flashed through my mind.

Mingyue has arrived at the teleportation area and is waiting silently at the agreed location.

Not long after, a woman came forward.

He conveyed the message with a respectful expression: "The 19th seat of the Ancient God Church, the "Music Master", has met the senior."

Qin Yan had no idea who the person in front of her was or what she was going to do.

Originally, her mission was to find an opportunity to capture Lu Chen alive.

But not long ago, I suddenly received an urgent message, asking me to take someone inside Daxia to be responsible for guiding and acting as a follower.

At that time, the explanation from above was that the senior was extremely important!

If you serve well, it will be a great achievement, and you can be directly promoted to the "God's Messenger" of the church.

"Be natural, I don't want to be exposed in advance."

Mingyue frowned and looked at it, a little unhappy, and continued: "There is no need to transmit the sound, no one can hear us."

With that said, he let Qin Yan lead the way.

The latter felt relieved and quickly pretended to be a guard.

After the two entered the teleportation hub, they began to wait in line.

In his spare time, Qin Yan hesitated for a long time before asking: "Senior, what do you need from me as we enter Daxia this time?"

She really didn't want to go back if it wasn't necessary.

When the martial arts world of Great Xia changed, the Tyrant Society represented by Mu Juexian rose up and indirectly unified Great Xia. What followed was the disaster for the Church of Ancient Gods.

The branches in each war zone have basically been wiped out.

If not for luck.

She may not be able to escape either.

"I'm going to kill someone." Mingyue replied lightly.

"Senior, can you tell me the target?" Qin Yan quickly continued: "I need to plan the route in advance and make relevant arrangements."

I heard it was murder.

Instead, she felt relieved.

After the war broke out, 90% of Daxia's top experts went to battlefields outside the territory.

It is nothing to kill someone quietly. As long as you prepare properly in advance, you can avoid the risk of exposure.

At this time, the next batch of the transmission channel has been sent to two people.

Before stepping in, Mingyue didn't even look back and calmly said three words: "Mu Juexian."

Mu Juexian?

It sounds a bit familiar...

The next moment, Qin Yan's eyes widened, as if electricity surged through his body, and his scalp felt numb.

Just as he was about to speak to stop him, a burst of white light came over him.

A few breaths later, the two of them had arrived at Tianshu City in Daxia.

The cities at both ends of the passage all use this name. The defense in front of them is even more lax, and there is no identity verification process at all.

Qin Yan's whole body stiffened and he followed Mingyue out of the teleportation area.

After coming outside, she finally couldn't help it, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Senior, you may not know much about Mu Juexian, she is..."

"Let me reintroduce..."

Mingyue interrupted her directly and turned to look at her indifferently, "I am the true successor of Xuanlan Sect. My mission in this trip to the lower realm is to deal with Mu Juexian's clone."

Seeing Qin Yan's expression changing rapidly, she continued: "Now, do you understand? If you understand, then lead the way honestly. I don't want to hear any more nonsense."

Long ago.

The world will of the Nine Realms was "locked" by the powerful, limiting the upper limit of cultivation.

In this world, the limit of martial arts is the Divine Realm. Even a once-in-a-million-year genius cannot exceed it.

As for other beings who came to the Nine Realms using special means.

In terms of cultivation, they will also fall to the Divine Realm level.

As a taboo of the Xuanlan Sect, Minyue knows something about the power of Mu Juexian.

But in the final analysis, it is just a clone of the Divine Realm.

She came to kill Mu Juexian with her soul, and naturally she had something to rely on!

After using the thing given by the master, her cultivation will break through the limit of this flesh and reach the peak of the Divine Realm!

That's not all -

Before coming to Daxia, she also borrowed her life magic weapon "Youluo Soul Banner" from Situ Feng!

Once they fight, with her own Divine Realm cultivation, plus the special magic weapon in hand, a mere clone of Mu Juexian can be wiped out with a backhand!

This is her confidence!

At this moment, Qin Yan, who knew the identity of Ming Yue, did not dare to say anything.

Ten minutes later, after changing the teleportation array twice, the two finally arrived at the main base of the Jiangnan War Zone.

"Senior, Mu Juexian is in the Wenxin Pavilion in front. He rarely comes out on weekdays and has been playing mahjong all the time."

Qin Yan was uneasy and trembling, saying: "This matter is of great significance. Otherwise, I will contact the old members of the church and arrange a retreat. You can leave directly after killing people."

In the final analysis, she was still afraid.

What Xuanlan Zhenchuan, I have only heard of it.

But Mu Juexian of the Tyrant Society, that is really seen in action.

Under one sword, the entire Yanhuang domain fell into the night sky, which lasted for more than a month. And Ying Hongyin, who was arrogant after ascending to the God Realm, was directly crushed.

After waiting for a few breaths, there was no response.

She Qin Yan raised her eyes slightly and saw a pair of cold eyes looking at her indifferently.

"Do you know..."

"Why is this seat called Ming Yue?"