Supreme God Emperor

It's just that the blade of space, almost cut his meridian every inch, if it weren't for the soft power that the green mark on his chest exudes, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

"At the moment, it's really pitiful, and the strength of connecting to the gods is not up to it. It seems that to recover, it still needs to refine the pill!"

That Demon Emperor Chuck, the power of a palm, almost killed himself, if he were a real person, he would be even more powerful, at least it would be a powerful existence in Yuxian Realm.

Mu Yun didn't dare to be careless at this moment, Tian Jianshan, the audit of the handyman disciples was relatively loose, and he could now rely on this identity to recover his injuries first, and then make plans.

With a creak, the broken wooden door of the room was pushed open, and a figure crept out of the room and walked out of the small courtyard.

"Fatty?"

Watching Zhou Jie get up in the middle of the night and walk outside, Mu Yun frowned slightly.

"Hey...ha..."

However, looking at the moonlight through the crack of the door, Fatty Zhou practiced earnestly with a punch and a palm, and Mu Yun was taken aback.

Tianjian Mountain, in the Three Thousand Small World, should be regarded as a first-class school, with a solid foundation of strength. There are more than one hundred thousand disciples in the school. Zhou Jie is just a handyman disciple. If he gets a job on the core disciple peak, it can be regarded as a great practice.

Handyman disciples, there have always been only three ways to go.

The first is to accept the work of the handyman in the handyman hall, sweep the entire Tianjian Mountain and clean up some rubbish, and do the lowest level things.

Naturally, this kind of work is also the hardest and most tiring, and the benefits will be sacked or even strengthened. Every year, many of the disciples of Tianjian Mountain disappear, and they are secretly beaten to death or killed.

The second is to join the core disciple's peak, as a handyman, and do miscellaneous tasks for the core disciple.

This path, unless it is those clever or talented handyman disciples who are favored by core disciples, included on the peak, and helped manage various things, it is relatively easy.

At least you have to look at the master when you fight the dog. The handyman on the peak of the core disciple, no one dares to deceive except his own master.

And the third way out is to cultivate assiduously, break through to the spiritual cave realm, pass the assessment, and become an outer disciple!

Once he became an outer disciple, he would be a true Tianjianshan disciple, and he would be protected by the sect and would not be killed at will.

Therefore, whether it is the handyman disciple in the handyman hall or the handyman disciple on the peak of each core disciple, they always think that they can break through the spiritual cave realm and enter the outer door.

Handyman, outer door, inner door, core, the progressive relationship is comparable to the power level of the entire three thousand small world, the weak and the strong, it is clear at a glance.

Zhou Jie got up in the middle of the night to practice martial arts in order to break into the spiritual cave realm.

It's a pity that his talent is not strong, now he is only the seventh physical body, and there is still a long way to go from the spiritual cave realm.

After completing a set of boxing exercises, Zhou Jie took out a long sword and began to contact swordsmanship.

It's just that the long sword swinging, whether it's the footsteps or the sword strokes, seemed to Mu Yun, it was really flawed.

After thinking about it, Mu Yun now realizes that Nirvana Jianxin is even comparable to the head of Tianjian Mountain in terms of his kendo skills.

Looking at Zhou Jie's swordsmanship, it is naturally not perfect.

However, seeing Zhou Jie working hard, Mu Yun had plans in his heart.

The current meridian in my body is broken seven or eight, and it is not an overnight thing to want to recover.

Simply stay in this Heavenly Sword Mountain for a while before making plots.

But Zhou Jie saved his life, so he simply helped him.

...

The three thousand small worlds are intricate and complex, with countless strong ones. The divisions of the major forces are more than a hundred times more complicated than the Tianyun Continent.

And the Mozu, in the three thousand small world, also has activities.

At this moment, inside the Demon Race, Chuck had been on his arm, his palm was bloody, his face was gloomy.

"Hmph, Mu Yun is not dead, how can I swallow this breath!"

Chuck shouted angrily: "That Mu Qingyu was able to break my seal and escaped. I am afraid that he also came to Three Thousand Small World, and Yun Xinyao, who followed all the way and gave me a check! They found their family of three. Report the news immediately, especially that Mu Qingyu, the pure sun to martial **** body, is greatly beneficial to my demon clan practice, so find him at all costs!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, in the Seven Star Gate.

The entire Seven Star Gate was filled with stars like a long river, swaying down.

At this moment, on the huge square of the Seven Star Gate, the stars shone, and the light was as white as the day. A figure dressed in a colorful Taoist robe stood in the center of the square, looking up at the stars.

"Father, the people we sent to the Heavenly Luck Continent are... dead!" A young man stepped over and said respectfully.

"I already knew it."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Sure enough, the origin of luck in the mainland that day was not something that I could contaminate. No wonder Xuankong Mountain didn't make a move at all, because they knew that it was impossible to **** it."

"Father, this failure is mainly because of Mu Yun!"

"It's bad for me to wait for the big thing, it's damn, but Demon Emperor Chuck has already taken action, but I watched the stars and saw that Mu Yun died for his body, Chuck did not succeed."

what!

Hearing this, the young man's face showed a surprised expression.

Even Demon Emperor Chuck couldn't succeed, then Mu Yun, what luck is there?

"Leave him alone, I'm afraid this son has already reached three thousand small worlds, and recently I watched the starry night, three thousand small worlds, there will be great chaos, the times make heroes, maybe it is the moment when my three thousand small worlds rise!"

The middle-aged man said again: "And occasionally someone from the upper ranks is sent down to investigate a person named Mu Yun. It is said that the one who used to be Venerable Yun ten thousand years ago, I heard that he was dead, but just the Yun League he built. In thousands of big worlds, it is a force of first-class."

"This son grew up in the Heavenly Luck Continent, and certainly not that one, but the tens of thousands of world cloud alliances are looking for their leader Mu Yun. If we also look for Mu Yun, we will inevitably be misunderstood by them and cause unnecessary trouble! "

"Isn't it a leader? Didn't it mean that it has disappeared for ten thousand years? Still looking for it?"

"What do you know!" Hearing the words of the young man, the middle-aged man shouted: "Then Venerable Yun was a first-class existence in three thousand small worlds ten thousand years ago, and then he grew up in a thousand big worlds. rapid!"

"And do you know that the existence of the Yunmeng, the last time that came to the Three Thousand Small World, was the Zhuque Xuanwu couple who was the second of the four guardians of the Yunmeng's body, they two..."

When the middle-aged man said this, he suddenly fell silent.

"That's it. Anyway, don't mention everything related to Mu Yun. That level is an unprovokable existence for my Seven Star Gate, understand?"

"Yes!"

At the same moment, two figures sat cross-legged in the Saint Bird Gate.

"Tianque, can you be sure that Muyun is not the one who was looking for that place?"

As the master of the Saint Sparrow Gate, Sheng Tian bestowed himself cautiously, walking on thin ice, taking every step of the way carefully, so in the three thousand small worlds, the Saint Sparrow Gate became powerful.

"Big brother, the one looking for above, but died ten thousand years ago... disappeared! This Mu Yun is a young man from the Heavenly Fate Continent, in his twenties, and it can never be him!" Sheng Tianque affirmed.

"So... then look for this person and kill him!"

"Yes!"

"It's no wonder that this time, the Seven Star Gate and the Demon Race are pursuing this person. This person is indeed super talented. He is in his twenties, and he is more powerful than my Saint Sparrow genius. Since you have offended him, you can only kill him."

Shengtianci sighed and said: "Back then, Xuankong Mountain was the overlord of the three thousand small worlds. It was because of offending Mu Yun and Xuexiao the two people, the smog caused by the miasma, it took 10,000 years to recover, although blood You die, but fortunately, Mu Yun also disappeared. I, Saint Bird Gate, must not repeat the same mistakes!"

"understand!"

The base camp of the Seven Star Gate, Saint Bird Gate, and Demon Race is in the Three Thousand Small World, but they don’t know that at this moment, Mu Yun is in the Tianjian Mountain in the Three Thousand Small World, wearing the gray gown of a handyman disciple, silently calculating With...

In Tianjian Mountain!

There was no speech all night, and the next day, early in the morning, Zhou Jie called Mu Yun.

"Today I will take you to see Liao Ming, the manager of our Wuxia Peak. He is a true outer disciple. He is at the first level of the Spirit Cave Realm and will be polite for a while. Maybe he will arrange a good job for you!" Zhou Jie chuckled and said, "You and I will work on Sister Bai's Flawless Peak from now on, practice hard, and step into the Spirit Cave Realm as soon as possible, and you will become an outer disciple like Liao Ming."

"it is good!"

The two went out together, out of the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

The core disciples are all in the realm of Nirvana. In Tianjian Mountain, every core disciple has its own mountain.

The mountain peak in the white road is called Wuxia Peak. It is thousands of meters high and majestic. It is faintly visible. On the top of the mountain, row upon row of palaces are incomparably magnificent.

And the whole mountain is shrouded by a large array, brilliance flowing, it looks very grand.

Hh hh...

Several air-breaking sounds sounded, and several figures were riding on flying spirit beasts of various shapes in the sky above the mountain.

"Inner disciple Ying Qing'er, meet Senior Sister Bai!"

"come in!"

In the palace on the top of the mountain, a cold voice sounded, and a gap suddenly appeared in the Wuxia Peak array, and those figures stepped in.

"Tsk tusk...that's the inner disciple, the realm of the psychic realm, which is really enviable."

Zhou Jie raised his head and looked at those people with envy in his eyes.

Zhou Jie coughed awkwardly when he saw Mu Yun with a blank face and looked around.

Looking at Mu Yun, Zhou Jie always felt very strange.

Yesterday, I told Mu Yun about the head of Tianjian Mountain and those talented Tianjianzi, but he didn't have any expression at all.

The head of the sword is a swordsman who understands the heart of the sword, and in the entire three thousand small world, such strong swordsmen are rare.

Moreover, those Heavenly Swordsmen are all geniuses of the Third Rank Realm, and they are not more than a hundred years old. They are indeed very tough at this age.

But Mu Yun was not surprised at this, it was really hard to understand!