Fantasy: It turns out that I have become Immortal

Chapter 8: Picking the Holy Land Again

"What, I heard right, he said that Luo Nanyi was his master's maid?"

"You pinch me, am I dreaming?"

"It's ridiculous, a legend of a dignified generation, Luo Nan will become someone else's maid? Who has this qualification?"

"In the entire Profound Sky Continent, who would dare to make Luo Nanyi a maid?"

"However, Luo Ziling, that is the Luo Ziling that represents Luo Nan."

"Luo Nanyi disappeared for five years, so he went to be a maid for someone else?"

"It's incredible to think about this."

"Who is this kid's master?"

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The elder of Tianxing Holy Land looked at Mu Zihan who was holding Luo Ziling, his face changed again and again, the head of Tianxing Holy Land sighed: "Let him go."

Luo Nanyi is not only a legend of a generation, but also an existence at the pinnacle of the ninth level of Hedao, not to mention the rumors that Luo Nan passed away from tribulation one or five years ago. too big.

Behind Luo Nanyi stands a great holy land. If Luo Nanyi really succeeds in transcending the calamity, then she has a greater right to speak in the holy land. With Luo Nanyi as her background, there is really no one in the Eastern Region of the Profound Sky Continent. Dare to beat Mu Zihan's idea.

What's more, there may be another behind Mu Zihan, even Luo Nanyi can only exist as a maid.

Thinking about it, with the middle-grade talent of Mu Zihan, he actually swept the two Holy Sons of the two holy places all the way. What kind of master is the master behind him.

As Mu Zihan once again defeated the Heavenly Star Son with two swords, the name of Mu Zihan spread throughout the entire Eastern Region of the Profound Sky Continent.

At the same time, more people knew about the existence of Luo Nanyi behind Mu Zihan, and the mysterious master who Mu Zihan claimed that even Luo Nanyi could only be a maid.

Half a month later, Mu Zihan climbed to the gate of Xuanluo Holy Land and defeated Holy Son Xuanluo with one sword.

Another half month, Mu Zihan asked Jian Haitian Holy Land, and two swords defeated Haitian Holy Maiden.

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In the Eastern Region of the Profound Sky Continent, Mu Zihan chose almost half of the thirty-six holy places. As time passed, Mu Zihan's questioning sword became a nightmare for the major holy places.

Lingbo City, a prosperous city, next to Lingbo Holy Land, the originally prosperous city has been flooded with a large number of immortal cultivators in the past half a month. The Virgin Mary asked about the sword.

"Where did this Mu Zihan run out of, such a arrogant person, he picked up most of the Holy Land with one sword."

"This Lingbo Holy Land is the top six holy places. This is the first time that Mu Zihan has challenged the top six holy places."

"Saint Lingbo, Yun Zheyu is on the Little Saint Ranking, but she's in the top ten."

"What is that little saint list?"

"You don't know this. The Little Saint List lists the major sects, saints and saints. They are ranked according to their strength, also known as the Newcomer List and the Potential List."

"The 1,000 people on the Little Saint List are the 1,000 people with the most potential in the entire Eastern Region of the Profound Sky Continent. This cloud and rain can rank in the top ten among these 1,000 people, which shows how terrifying their strength is."

"However, after this time, the little saint list is afraid that there will be a big change. There were many people hiding their strength before. I didn't expect that when I met Mu Zihan this time, they all tried out the strength of these people."

"I don't know how many places Mu Zihan can rank in the new Little Saint List."

"By the way, I heard that this Mu Zihan is just a middle-grade talent, I don't know if it's true or not."

"How is it possible, just kidding, a mid-grade talent can defeat the Holy Son of the Holy Land with one sword?"

"That's right, I don't think it's possible."

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When Mu Zihan walked into Lingbo City, the bustling and noisy streets instantly quieted down and everyone gave way. Mu Zihan walked into the inner city step by step, a huge martial arts field.

Cloud Covering Rain has long been waiting there, not only Yun Covering Rain, but also Lingbo Holy Land, many senior elders.

"Yu'er, you can be sure of asking about the sword this time." Headmaster Ling Bo asked.

"I heard that Mu Zihan only made two swords at most, and no one has seen him make the third sword yet." Yun Zheyu shook his head: "I don't know how many swords he can make."

"If he loses today, then forget it, if he wins..." An old woman said with a gloomy expression.

Yun Zheyu shook her head and didn't speak. This was the meaning of the higher-ups. She couldn't understand it, and there was no way to stop it.

Mu Zihan boarded the martial arts stage, "Mu Zihan, ask about the sword."

Yun Zhe Yufei staged a martial arts stage, "Yun Zhe Yu, pick up the sword."

Everyone in the audience was watching, all of them holding their breaths.

"I don't know if Mu Zihan can win as usual this time."

"If Mu Zihan wins this time, he'll be in the top ten on the Little Saint List."

"My God, this Mu Zihan is actually a mid-grade talent."

"This, this is simply a monster, what kind of person can cultivate a genius with middle-grade talent?"

"Now I believe that there is really a mysterious expert behind him."

"Mid-grade talent can be so powerful. If it is that kind of Holy Body talent, what kind of strength must it be?"

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