Chapter 1792: Falling off a cliff

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

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

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

A faint response sounded, with an irresistible magical voice.

Lifting his head, a figure appeared in front of Mu Yun's eyes.

A light blue gown, with one hand hanging in front of him and the other behind him, with a faint smile on his face, giving people a gloomy but not gloomy feeling.

"This brother, what's the matter?"

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

"I told Xing'er before and took her to the sword burial mound to get a sword. Why isn't she here today?"

The man nodded and said, "But you may 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 mound is a dead place and you cannot enter it..."

"That's for you disciples of the outer sect and inner sect. The titled disciple has the sect token, and can have the opportunity to enter the funeral sword mound to choose the long sword!"

"In that case, all right!"

Mu Yun nodded, put away the Holy Fetal Pill, and left with the blue-clothed man.

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

"Luohe!"

The blue-shirted man said lightly: "Just call me Luohe!"

"Brother Luo!"

Mu Yun arched his hands and said, "Before Master Xing'er leaves, ask me to look after the alchemy room. I will go and talk to Lin Junjie first, lest Master Xing'er comes back and can't find me!"

Hearing this, Luo He raised his brows and looked a little impatient.

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

"Brother Lin!"

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

"I will follow Senior Brother Luohe to help Master Xing'er pick up something. If Master Xing'er comes back, tell her!"

"it is good!"

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

Seeing the two leave together.

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

"Luohe!"

Suddenly, Lin Junsheng's face paled.

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

"Oops!"

Lin Junsheng's expression changed and he hurriedly left.

At this moment, Mu Yun followed Luohe and walked all the way to the depths of the Sword God Sect.

The places where the Sword God Sect’s outer sect, inner sect, and titled disciples live are divided and distinct.

This is the first time Mu Yun has entered the depths from the outer sect.

After going around, the two of them spent most of the day before they came to the back of the Sword God Sect.

On the edge of a cliff.

"The sword burial mound is in front!"

Luo He looked ahead and said lightly: "The Burial Sword Tomb is the burial of the gods of the Sword Sect, the treasure of the heavens or the masters of the elders. These divine swords even contain the willpower of our predecessors. , So if you enter it, you will be rejected and you need a Zongmen warrant!"

Luo He said, with a wave of his palm, a token appeared in his hand.

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

A little bit of brilliance condenses, casting into a channel.

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

"On Bridge!"

Luo He panted heavily and said, "It's faster, this token is only for a short time to support us in the past!"

Seeing Luo He panting, Mu Yun arched his hands at the moment: "Senior Brother Luohe is a titled disciple, so naturally I should ask first!"

"Let you pass, you pass, where there is so much nonsense!"

Luo He shouted directly.

"Senior apprentice is timid, please also ask apprentice brother to lead the way!"

"Hmph, courage, I think you are courageous!"

At this moment, Luo He grabbed his palm, and a swarming aura spread over the sky, directly enclosing Mu Yun's body from above and below.

At this moment, Mu Yun's figure only felt confined and unable to move.

"Damn it!"

Mu Yun just wanted to resist, but it didn't help at all.

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

boom……

A bang sounded, and his figure was directly bombarded onto the Starlight Bridge. Luohe smiled grinningly at the corner of his mouth, and said: "The Burial Sword Tomb does not allow disciples to enter it. If you are here, just enjoy it."

"This place has ruined countless geniuses of my Sword God Sect. You are not the first and will not be the last!"

"You are not Luohe!"

Mu Yun shouted.

"Wrong, I am Luohe, I love Xing'er Luohe deeply, so any man who approaches her, Luohe, must be killed!"

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

"For Xing'er, I can do anything, Mu Yun, blame only blame, you let Xing'er remember it!"

As Luo He said, the palm of his hand recalled, the starlight suddenly disappeared at this moment.

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

Almost for an instant, with a scream, his body fell directly below and completely disappeared...

All this is just between the electric light and flint, even if Mu Yun used all of it, he still couldn't resist it.

Luohe smiled faintly when he saw this scene, and left directly.

With his strength, Mu Yun can be killed directly.

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

In the Sword God Sect, the identity and status of the two-star alchemy master is comparable to that of the inner sect disciple, so he is not easy to use.

However, it was easy to lure Mu Yun to the Sword Burying Tomb and push him down.

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

After losing both hands, Luo He turned and left.

For a small disciple of the outer sect, he personally shot it, not because he valued Mu Yun, but in his heart, it was about anyone in Xi Xing'er, even if it was an ant, it was the top priority!

"Luohe!"

But at this moment, a tender voice suddenly sounded.

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

"Xinger!"

Seeing the person coming, Luo He smiled and hurriedly greeted him.

"Luohe, where is Muyun?" Xi Xing'er said with a gloomy expression at the moment.

Seeing Xi Xing'er's nervous appearance, Luo He's expression suddenly became cold.

"Xing'er, this is what you dislike the most. A disciple of the outer sect, do you care so much? You want a Dan disciple, in my war alliance, all three-star alchemy disciples can be your Dan disciple!"

"Don't worry about it!"

Xi Xing'er hummed: "Luohe, let me ask you, where is my alchemist Muyun?"

"Falling down the sword burial mound!"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Xi Xinger's expression sank.

"Luohe, you...excessive!"

Xi Xing'er ran to the Sword Burial Tomb, and his heart sank as he looked at the darkness below.

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

Xi Xing'er suddenly turned around, looked at Luohe, and shouted: "Luohe, you are very good, very good, starting today, you and I no longer have any relationship, let all the dog legs of your war alliance get out of the Dan courtyard, otherwise, I Found one, killed one!"

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

She needs to discuss with her sister quickly.

The Sword Burial Tomb was the place where the ancestors of the Sword God Sect were buried. Among them were the Sword God Sect's tens of thousands of swords. The sword aura contained in it was simply countless.

Mu Yun entered it, let alone the pinnacle of the true god, even the gods of the earth and the gods were dead forever.

"Xinger..."

Seeing Xi Xing'er leave angrily, Luo He's face was gloomy and terrible.

Looking at the cliff, Luohe shouted: "I knew this before. You should not be allowed to go down the cliff. Instead, you should be imprisoned in a dark place, so that you might die!"

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

At this moment, Mu Yun really is better than death.

Falling under the sword burial mound, Mu Yun's body continued to drop.

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

Those long swords, from the initial innate artifact level, to the later earth essence artifact level, even appeared the heavenly spirit artifact level.

Those swords, one by one inserted on the cliffs on both sides, were so numerous that they could not be counted.

But as Mu Yun's figure descended, a swarm of gang winds directly pierced his body.

Those gusts of wind, like sword aura, changed in every possible way, tens of thousands of moves, howled, almost tore his body, making him unable to breathe.

What's more important is that those qi, the more they drop, the stronger they are.

After going on like this, I'm afraid he has completely melted into pieces before reaching the bottom of the cliff.

How is it good?

At this moment, Mu Yun had thousands of ways in his heart.

In the end, Mu Yun was helpless, and directly sacrificed the blue and yellow spring map, and the six sacred steles were tossed out at this moment.

The six sacred monuments turned into six steel plates, wrapping his body.

At this moment, the Biluohuangquantu was enclosing the six sacred steles. Under this situation, those winds were finally resisted at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun also exhaled.

If he couldn't stop him, he would only die a hundred times.

But even so, the more he sinks, the more his body is squeezed by the outside world and it is difficult to support.

How high is this cliff!

Mu Yun was almost mad, and he hadn't experienced 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 Mu Yun was looking for blood at the corner of his mouth.

boom……

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

The pain is already gone.

At this moment, all the winds disappeared.

Mu Yun pulled away the six sacred monuments, looked around, and exhaled.

Falling at this equidistant distance, even with the terrifying wind, not to mention the gods, even the top powerhouses in the realm of the gods could not bear it.

Had it not been for his possession of the blue and yellow spring map and the defense of six sacred tablets, he would have died early.

But now it seems that the six sacred steles and the blue and yellow spring map are indeed very powerful.

Especially the picture of Biluohuangquan, this picture was given to him by his father deliberately, and even his grandfather doesn't know what it is, but it seems to be very special now.

"This is the bottom of the cliff, right?"

Mu Yun looked around, it was pitch black, only in the dimness, a looming sword light, muttered to himself.