Chapter 799
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Tan Yun's voice just fell, and everyone in the sound barrier turned up a storm in his heart!
Although they could not hear the roar of the jiuwanzhang solitary peak, they had found that the solitary peak shook suddenly!
"God! It's crazy! What did Tan Yun say? The sword that has been silent for tens of thousands of years actually moved!"
"Yes... Too, too crazy!"
"Ah! Look, the mountain covered with the divine sword is about to burst!"
"God! It's really going to collapse! Tan Yun stood there motionless. What did he do?"
"Is the immortal sword, which has been dusty for tens of thousands of years, about to be born?"
“……”
At this moment, in the sound barrier, from the father and son of Xuanzhong in dantai to more than three million disciples, they all look at the trembling Gufeng!
Tan Yun, who is outside the sound insulation barrier, naturally can't hear the hysterical screams of the disciples, deacons and elders in the sound insulation barrier!
At this time, when Tan Yun watched, he saw a solitary peak as high as 90000 feet, and huge crisscross cracks on the surface of the mountain, full of the mountain, as if the mountain was about to collapse at any time.
Immediately, a long lost and weak indifferent male voice vaguely came into Tan Yun's ear, "little guy, who are you? How can you know my name!"
Hearing the speech, Tan Yun's eyes gradually ruddy, and tears flickered faintly. He said sadly:
"A long time ago, a peerless strong man refined twelve Hongmeng divine swords. Eleven of them were single attribute divine swords, and the other was a collection of eleven attributes."
"He named the metal sword jinni and the wooden sword Muxin."
"He named the water attribute sword Qingying, the fire attribute sword fire dance, and the earth attribute sword ciliated dust."
"When he refined the divine sword with death attribute, he also created an instrument spirit, which is called silence."
"Annihilation, I am the Supreme Hongmeng who created you! You should lift the ban on your death. Now I am too weak to get close to you!"
Tan Yun's voice just fell, "boom!" the lonely peak, which was about to crack, trembled violently again. Then, in a weak tone, it revealed ridicule and killing intention, "shameless child, do you think you can deceive me when you know that my master created me and Qingying sisters? It's ridiculous!"
"Say it! Who are you? If you don't say it, although I'm weak and can't kill you now, I will never lift the death ban and let you near!"
At this moment, Tan Yun knew that the magic sword extinguished the power of death within a hundred miles around, and the storm prohibition was arranged to protect itself after being carried back to Huangfu Shengzong by the grandmaster.
"Jimie, I'm really your master..." don't wait for Tan Yun's words, jimie's weaker voice came from the sky. "Since you say you're my master, well, only my master and I know the origin of my jimie name. You can talk about it."
"As long as you can say it, I will believe you!"
After listening, Tan Yun closed his eyes and mused a little: "although time has passed for too long, I still remember your name."
"When I created you, you were still a child. I wanted to call you destruction, but you said naughtily that you wanted to be silenced. At that time, I also said that you committed the following crimes and threatened you to put you to death."
Tan Yun said here, a tear couldn't help sliding down his handsome cheek, "at that time, it frightened you. You cried and begged me to spare you from dying. Finally, I agreed to let you die."
"Years are wasted. In a twinkling of an eye, I am cursed into reincarnation, which is eternal..."
Tan Yun's words and here, a middle-aged man's weak and heart rending cry faintly came into Tan Yun's ear:
"Woo... Master... It's really you... I've been waiting for you for too long!"
"Master, I miss you so much... And master... More than 80000 years ago, someone carried my subordinates away from an abyss and separated them from Jin Ni and sister Qingying... Master, my subordinates also miss them so much..."
Tan Yun smiled and wept. "Don't cry. Now the master has received Jin Ni, Mu Xin, Qingying, Huowu and Qichen, but they are too weak and still sleeping."
"And you must be tired. The master will take you home now!"
Soon, the intermittent sound of silence and weakness came again, "master, my subordinates are really tired. Now my subordinates can only lift the death ban. After the ban is broken, my subordinates will fall into deep sleep. Maybe my subordinates, like sister Jin Ni, can wake up only after you fly to the fairy world and absorb Xianyuan."
"HMM." Tan Yun clenched his fists and said in a firm voice, "you can rest assured that for hundreds of years at most, the master is bound to rise to the fairy world. At that time, I can absorb Xianyuan and restore your strength with Jin Ni and Huowu!"
"Thank you, master." the sound of silence and intermittent weakness came again, "master, my subordinates will open the power of death for you now."
Soon, in the shocked eyes of Xuanzhong, dantaiyu and even everyone, he saw the black fog rolling in front of Tan Yun and began to roll on both sides, revealing a corridor with a diameter of ten feet.
Then, Tan Yun took a deep breath and stepped into the corridor step by step. With his step-by-step deepening, the black fog retreated towards both sides.
The speed of black fog retreat is very slow, just like Tan Yun's walking speed. Tan Yun knew that silence was wasting his ability and slowly opened a corridor to him for himself.
In the attention of the public, Tan Yun is like walking in a dark canyon. When Tan Yun goes ten miles deep, the power of death is like a dark whirlpool storm within a radius of 90 miles, blocking Tan Yun's way.
Then the whirlpool storm of the power of death slowly stopped spinning and curled up on both sides again. Tan Yun's robe hunted and his hair flew, bullying his body into it, leaving a calm figure for everyone!
Like a tiny figure walking in a dark Canyon!
But this figure deeply shocked the hearts of the people.
"Ha ha... Ha ha ha!" Dan Taiyu bent down and laughed wildly, while muddy tears fell on his cheeks with traces of years. "I vaguely remember that I tried to enter the black fog when I became the first core disciple of the nine veins of the holy gate through Dabi 6100 years ago."
"At that time, as soon as the old man entered the whirlpool of the power of death, he was seriously injured and fled in a hurry."
"The younger generation is awesome! Tan Yun, the younger generation can be described as ah!"
"It's almost 60000 years. Too many core disciples, saints and sons of the holy gate have died in the whirlpool of the power of death."
"There are too many geniuses who keep their lives and the hope of getting the divine sword in the whirlpool storm of the power of death forever."
"Just when Lao Zao was already discouraged and thought that no one could be recognized by the divine sword, a miracle happened... A miracle really happened..."
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Tan Yun's voice just fell, and everyone in the sound barrier turned up a storm in his heart!
Although they could not hear the roar of the jiuwanzhang solitary peak, they had found that the solitary peak shook suddenly!
"God! It's crazy! What did Tan Yun say? The sword that has been silent for tens of thousands of years actually moved!"
"Yes... Too, too crazy!"
"Ah! Look, the mountain covered with the divine sword is about to burst!"
"God! It's really going to collapse! Tan Yun stood there motionless. What did he do?"
"Is the immortal sword, which has been dusty for tens of thousands of years, about to be born?"
“……”
At this moment, in the sound barrier, from the father and son of Xuanzhong in dantai to more than three million disciples, they all look at the trembling Gufeng!
Tan Yun, who is outside the sound insulation barrier, naturally can't hear the hysterical screams of the disciples, deacons and elders in the sound insulation barrier!
At this time, when Tan Yun watched, he saw a solitary peak as high as 90000 feet, and huge crisscross cracks on the surface of the mountain, full of the mountain, as if the mountain was about to collapse at any time.
Immediately, a long lost and weak indifferent male voice vaguely came into Tan Yun's ear, "little guy, who are you? How can you know my name!"
Hearing the speech, Tan Yun's eyes gradually ruddy, and tears flickered faintly. He said sadly:
"A long time ago, a peerless strong man refined twelve Hongmeng divine swords. Eleven of them were single attribute divine swords, and the other was a collection of eleven attributes."
"He named the metal sword jinni and the wooden sword Muxin."
"He named the water attribute sword Qingying, the fire attribute sword fire dance, and the earth attribute sword ciliated dust."
"When he refined the divine sword with death attribute, he also created an instrument spirit, which is called silence."
"Annihilation, I am the Supreme Hongmeng who created you! You should lift the ban on your death. Now I am too weak to get close to you!"
Tan Yun's voice just fell, "boom!" the lonely peak, which was about to crack, trembled violently again. Then, in a weak tone, it revealed ridicule and killing intention, "shameless child, do you think you can deceive me when you know that my master created me and Qingying sisters? It's ridiculous!"
"Say it! Who are you? If you don't say it, although I'm weak and can't kill you now, I will never lift the death ban and let you near!"
At this moment, Tan Yun knew that the magic sword extinguished the power of death within a hundred miles around, and the storm prohibition was arranged to protect itself after being carried back to Huangfu Shengzong by the grandmaster.
"Jimie, I'm really your master..." don't wait for Tan Yun's words, jimie's weaker voice came from the sky. "Since you say you're my master, well, only my master and I know the origin of my jimie name. You can talk about it."
"As long as you can say it, I will believe you!"
After listening, Tan Yun closed his eyes and mused a little: "although time has passed for too long, I still remember your name."
"When I created you, you were still a child. I wanted to call you destruction, but you said naughtily that you wanted to be silenced. At that time, I also said that you committed the following crimes and threatened you to put you to death."
Tan Yun said here, a tear couldn't help sliding down his handsome cheek, "at that time, it frightened you. You cried and begged me to spare you from dying. Finally, I agreed to let you die."
"Years are wasted. In a twinkling of an eye, I am cursed into reincarnation, which is eternal..."
Tan Yun's words and here, a middle-aged man's weak and heart rending cry faintly came into Tan Yun's ear:
"Woo... Master... It's really you... I've been waiting for you for too long!"
"Master, I miss you so much... And master... More than 80000 years ago, someone carried my subordinates away from an abyss and separated them from Jin Ni and sister Qingying... Master, my subordinates also miss them so much..."
Tan Yun smiled and wept. "Don't cry. Now the master has received Jin Ni, Mu Xin, Qingying, Huowu and Qichen, but they are too weak and still sleeping."
"And you must be tired. The master will take you home now!"
Soon, the intermittent sound of silence and weakness came again, "master, my subordinates are really tired. Now my subordinates can only lift the death ban. After the ban is broken, my subordinates will fall into deep sleep. Maybe my subordinates, like sister Jin Ni, can wake up only after you fly to the fairy world and absorb Xianyuan."
"HMM." Tan Yun clenched his fists and said in a firm voice, "you can rest assured that for hundreds of years at most, the master is bound to rise to the fairy world. At that time, I can absorb Xianyuan and restore your strength with Jin Ni and Huowu!"
"Thank you, master." the sound of silence and intermittent weakness came again, "master, my subordinates will open the power of death for you now."
Soon, in the shocked eyes of Xuanzhong, dantaiyu and even everyone, he saw the black fog rolling in front of Tan Yun and began to roll on both sides, revealing a corridor with a diameter of ten feet.
Then, Tan Yun took a deep breath and stepped into the corridor step by step. With his step-by-step deepening, the black fog retreated towards both sides.
The speed of black fog retreat is very slow, just like Tan Yun's walking speed. Tan Yun knew that silence was wasting his ability and slowly opened a corridor to him for himself.
In the attention of the public, Tan Yun is like walking in a dark canyon. When Tan Yun goes ten miles deep, the power of death is like a dark whirlpool storm within a radius of 90 miles, blocking Tan Yun's way.
Then the whirlpool storm of the power of death slowly stopped spinning and curled up on both sides again. Tan Yun's robe hunted and his hair flew, bullying his body into it, leaving a calm figure for everyone!
Like a tiny figure walking in a dark Canyon!
But this figure deeply shocked the hearts of the people.
"Ha ha... Ha ha ha!" Dan Taiyu bent down and laughed wildly, while muddy tears fell on his cheeks with traces of years. "I vaguely remember that I tried to enter the black fog when I became the first core disciple of the nine veins of the holy gate through Dabi 6100 years ago."
"At that time, as soon as the old man entered the whirlpool of the power of death, he was seriously injured and fled in a hurry."
"The younger generation is awesome! Tan Yun, the younger generation can be described as ah!"
"It's almost 60000 years. Too many core disciples, saints and sons of the holy gate have died in the whirlpool of the power of death."
"There are too many geniuses who keep their lives and the hope of getting the divine sword in the whirlpool storm of the power of death forever."
"Just when Lao Zao was already discouraged and thought that no one could be recognized by the divine sword, a miracle happened... A miracle really happened..."
Tan Yun's voice just fell, and everyone in the sound barrier turned up a storm in his heart!Although they could not hear the roar of the jiuwanzhang solitary peak, they had found that the solitary peak shook suddenly!"God! It's crazy! What did Tan Yun say? The sword that has been silent for tens of thousands of years actually moved!""Yes... Too, too crazy!""Ah! Look, the mountain covered with the divine sword is about to burst!""God! It's really going to collapse! Tan Yun stood there motionless. What did he do?""Is the immortal sword, which has been dusty for tens of thousands of years, about to be born?"At this moment, in the sound barrier, from the father and son of Xuanzhong in dantai to more than three million disciples, they all look at the trembling Gufeng!Tan Yun, who is outside the sound insulation barrier, naturally can't hear the hysterical screams of the disciples, deacons and elders in the sound insulation barrier!At this time, when Tan Yun watched, he saw a solitary peak as high as 90000 feet, and huge crisscross cracks on the surface of the mountain, full of the mountain, as if the mountain was about to collapse at any time.Immediately, a long lost and weak indifferent male voice vaguely came into Tan Yun's ear, "little guy, who are you? How can you know my name!"Hearing the speech, Tan Yun's eyes gradually ruddy, and tears flickered faintly. He said sadly:"A long time ago, a peerless strong man refined twelve Hongmeng divine swords. Eleven of them were single attribute divine swords, and the other was a collection of eleven attributes.""He named the metal sword jinni and the wooden sword Muxin.""He named the water attribute sword Qingying, the fire attribute sword fire dance, and the earth attribute sword ciliated dust.""When he refined the divine sword with death attribute, he also created an instrument spirit, which is called silence.""Annihilation, I am the Supreme Hongmeng who created you! You should lift the ban on your death. Now I am too weak to get close to you!"Tan Yun's voice just fell, "boom!" the lonely peak, which was about to crack, trembled violently again. Then, in a weak tone, it revealed ridicule and killing intention, "shameless child, do you think you can deceive me when you know that my master created me and Qingying sisters? It's ridiculous!""Say it! Who are you? If you don't say it, although I'm weak and can't kill you now, I will never lift the death ban and let you near!"At this moment, Tan Yun knew that the magic sword extinguished the power of death within a hundred miles around, and the storm prohibition was arranged to protect itself after being carried back to Huangfu Shengzong by the grandmaster."Jimie, I'm really your master..." don't wait for Tan Yun's words, jimie's weaker voice came from the sky. "Since you say you're my master, well, only my master and I know the origin of my jimie name. You can talk about it.""As long as you can say it, I will believe you!"After listening, Tan Yun closed his eyes and mused a little: "although time has passed for too long, I still remember your name.""When I created you, you were still a child. I wanted to call you destruction, but you said naughtily that you wanted to be silenced. At that time, I also said that you committed the following crimes and threatened you to put you to death."Tan Yun said here, a tear couldn't help sliding down his handsome cheek, "at that time, it frightened you. You cried and begged me to spare you from dying. Finally, I agreed to let you die.""Years are wasted. In a twinkling of an eye, I am cursed into reincarnation, which is eternal..."Tan Yun's words and here, a middle-aged man's weak and heart rending cry faintly came into Tan Yun's ear:"Woo... Master... It's really you... I've been waiting for you for too long!""Master, I miss you so much... And master... More than 80000 years ago, someone carried my subordinates away from an abyss and separated them from Jin Ni and sister Qingying... Master, my subordinates also miss them so much..."Tan Yun smiled and wept. "Don't cry. Now the master has received Jin Ni, Mu Xin, Qingying, Huowu and Qichen, but they are too weak and still sleeping.""And you must be tired. The master will take you home now!"Soon, the intermittent sound of silence and weakness came again, "master, my subordinates are really tired. Now my subordinates can only lift the death ban. After the ban is broken, my subordinates will fall into deep sleep. Maybe my subordinates, like sister Jin Ni, can wake up only after you fly to the fairy world and absorb Xianyuan.""HMM." Tan Yun clenched his fists and said in a firm voice, "you can rest assured that for hundreds of years at most, the master is bound to rise to the fairy world. At that time, I can absorb Xianyuan and restore your strength with Jin Ni and Huowu!""Thank you, master." the sound of silence and intermittent weakness came again, "master, my subordinates will open the power of death for you now."Soon, in the shocked eyes of Xuanzhong, dantaiyu and even everyone, he saw the black fog rolling in front of Tan Yun and began to roll on both sides, revealing a corridor with a diameter of ten feet.Then, Tan Yun took a deep breath and stepped into the corridor step by step. With his step-by-step deepening, the black fog retreated towards both sides.The speed of black fog retreat is very slow, just like Tan Yun's walking speed. Tan Yun knew that silence was wasting his ability and slowly opened a corridor to him for himself.In the attention of the public, Tan Yun is like walking in a dark canyon. When Tan Yun goes ten miles deep, the power of death is like a dark whirlpool storm within a radius of 90 miles, blocking Tan Yun's way.Then the whirlpool storm of the power of death slowly stopped spinning and curled up on both sides again. Tan Yun's robe hunted and his hair flew, bullying his body into it, leaving a calm figure for everyone!Like a tiny figure walking in a dark Canyon!But this figure deeply shocked the hearts of the people."Ha ha... Ha ha ha!" Dan Taiyu bent down and laughed wildly, while muddy tears fell on his cheeks with traces of years. "I vaguely remember that I tried to enter the black fog when I became the first core disciple of the nine veins of the holy gate through Dabi 6100 years ago.""At that time, as soon as the old man entered the whirlpool of the power of death, he was seriously injured and fled in a hurry.""The younger generation is awesome! Tan Yun, the younger generation can be described as ah!""It's almost 60000 years. Too many core disciples, saints and sons of the holy gate have died in the whirlpool of the power of death.""There are too many geniuses who keep their lives and the hope of getting the divine sword in the whirlpool storm of the power of death forever.""Just when Lao Zao was already discouraged and thought that no one could be recognized by the divine sword, a miracle happened... A miracle really happened..."
