I! The Strongest Suzerain

second to none!"

Miyamoto Musashi was in the void, and the terrifying sword glow turned into a tornado.

"not good!"

The late Yuanshen cultivator of the backing sect changed slightly, and the tornado wrapped him in an instant, and he was severely injured in just one encounter, and fell to the ground ruthlessly.

"Elder!"

Several disciples of the backer sect surrounded him in an instant.

"Cough cough...help me up."

The cultivator of the late Yuanshen sect of the backing sect said weakly, and seven or eight disciples of the backing sect hurriedly helped him up.

"waste!"

Miyamoto Musashi sneered.

The middle-aged Taoist from the Tianhuo Sect was a lot stronger. Flames surrounded his body, and the sword in his hand blocked the tornado.

"Yes! You are very strong, but this deity is not the waste of the backing sect, pick me up with a sword-Yanyang Fentian!"

The fiery red sword in the middle-aged Daoist's hand was instantly wrapped in flames. Then, flames began to fall from the sky. With a single stroke of his sword, the flames turned into a wandering dragon.

Roar......!!

The dragon's roar resounded through the sky, Miyamoto's expression was indifferent, and the sword intent on his body climbed to its peak.

"Yes, a little strength!"

"Hahaha! The ants of the Tiangang Dao Sect, today the deity will show you what a strong man is!"

The middle-aged Taoist laughed, and the fire dragon had already rushed to Miyamoto Musashi.

"Is it?"

The sword in Miyamoto Musashi's hand moved, and a violent sword intent burst out, and then the mighty sword light slashed out.

wow!

The fire dragon was instantly cut into two pieces and turned into nothingness, and this knife continued to kill the middle-aged Taoist with unabated momentum.

The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand moved again, and the flames in the sky turned into a long sword, fighting against Miyamoto and Daomang.

The result... tragic.

Although the middle-aged Daoist is powerful, he did not comprehend the sword intent, while Miyamoto Musashi realized the existence of the perfect sword intent, and the Demon Seed has awakened, and he must crush the middle-aged Daoist in terms of strength and skill.

Although the flaming giant sword looked unparalleled, it collapsed when it touched Miyamoto Musashi's sword.

"what......!!"

The middle-aged Taoist was shocked, but it was too late, Miyamoto Musashi's sword light had already fallen on his body.

puff!!

The body of the middle-aged Taoist fell from the air like a rag. Miyamoto Musashi didn't kill him, after all, he came to enter the secret realm.

It's not good to kill two people, how can I give Xue Longzong a face.

But... the middle-aged Taoist and the late Yuanshen monk of the backing sect are not dead, but they are also half-dead..

"One last warning, if you provoke my Tiangang Dao Sect again, this is where the two of you will be buried!"

Miyamoto Musashi's aura exploded, and the faces of the two disciples turned pale instantly.

Then Miyamoto Musashi slowly sat back in the battleship.

"Hehehe...it's really lively here!"

A peaceful voice rang out, and I saw a huge white crane on the horizon carrying eleven figures and fell to the ground.

"Natural Sect - Daoist Baihe, I have met a few."

A grey-clothed Taoist slowly descended from above the white crane. This grey-clothed Taoist was only twenty-eighty-nine, wearing straw sandals, with a gourd hanging on his waist. He had a peaceful smile on his face. He was like an immortal who had just arrived in the world.

Only with "seven points out of the dust, three points is elegant" enough to describe.

"I met Taoist friends in Miyamoto Musashi in Xiatian Gang Daozong."

Miyamoto Musashi bowed his hands to the Taoist. This Taoist's cultivation is not simple, and it is also in the late Yuanshen. Moreover, Miyamoto Musashi felt a threat from him!

"What happened to the fellow Daoist of the Backer Sect and the fellow Daoist of the Tianhuo Sect? They were injured so badly."

The Taoist smiled and looked at the two Primordial Spirit cultivators of the two sects.

"Humph!"

The two monks gave a cold drink and ignored the gray-robed Taoist.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the Taoist with some fear, and then he sat cross-legged on the battleship and closed his eyes to practice.

Natural Sect, this is a low-key sect. It never participates in any sect disputes, and its presence in the sphere of influence of Xuelong Mountain is not very high.

This is a mysterious sect, which is said to have existed for more than 4,000 years and has a profound background! Although the natural sect has always existed as an eighth-order sect.

But for a sect that can be inherited for four thousand years without decline, no one can tell if there is an old monster in the sect.

......

Boom!!

A huge warship flew over slowly from the sky. On the deck of the warship stood a young man in white. The young man in white closed his eyes, and there was a strong energy fluctuation around his body.

And the fields centered on the body of the young man in white are slowly falling snow!

Among the snowflakes, the young man seems to be an elf that is not stained with the world, and he is like a king of a realm...

ask!

This young man is definitely asking the old monster! Miyamoto Musashi froze in his heart.

"Meet the seniors!"

"Meet the seniors!"

A group of people suddenly spoke respectfully.

"When night falls, the secret realm opens!"

The young man in white said slowly, his voice fell, and the whole sky suddenly began to snow.

Snowflakes are falling! This is the sign of Dao Zong...  

Night fell quickly, and suddenly a cloud of mist rolled over the surface of the pool.

The young man in white suddenly brought out a huge bell, and as the spiritual power of the young man in white poured into the bell, a string of complicated runes appeared on the bell.

"go!"

The Taoist man in white gave a light drink, and the big bell slowly landed on the water pool, and then a terrifying force came out from the bell. Although it was far away, Miyamoto Musashi also felt the power and mystery of that power.

"open!"

The voice of the Taoist man in white rang, and the void under the big bell began to twist, and then there was a clatter!

The void seemed to be torn apart like a piece of paper, opening a two-foot-wide crack.

"go in!"

The Taoist in white slowly opened his mouth and said, and then more than 400 disciples of the Snow Dragon Sect poured in first.

"Tell you to wait, you will be automatically excluded from the secret realm after three months, and you must not die in the secret realm to break through the realm of the primordial spirit, otherwise you will be directly rejected by the secret realm! Other things may happen! Zhu Er, etc. good luck!"

The Taoist man in white said a lot for the first time, and Miyamoto Musashi also motioned for Li Jiu and the others to enter.

"Go, men must fight like men! Women must also have the temperament of kings! You are the best disciples of Tiangang Daozong! Don't fall into the prestige of my Tiangang Daozong!

Also, be careful with everything! Come out alive!"

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the ten people, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Ling. Miyamoto Musashi didn't say more, just nodded.

A group of people poured into the void, and their bodies instantly disappeared in place.