"After staying here for seven years, I think there is no need to continue the trial!"

Lin Wenxuan was too lazy to think so much at the moment.

Thousands of years of time disappeared, and everyone thought he was dead, but now, he is alive.

He wanted to know what those people's expressions would be like when they saw him!

"Okay, I already know the general situation. I didn't expect that in ten thousand years, everyone in the Thirty-Three Peaks would be alive and well, very nourished!"

Lin Wenxuan laughed and said: "In that case, I want to go back and see what kind of attitude these people will face me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Wenxuan waved his hand, and all his clothes were shattered into pieces.

At this moment, his body was exposed, but every inch of his skin was as dry and sticky as tree bark.

Those pupils were empty and dull, the eyes were not there, there were only deeply sunken eye sockets.

Her long hair, like a dead willow branch, hangs down vertically.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan looked less like a person and more like a dried-up tree trunk.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun became even more surprised at the senior brother's strength.

At the same time, I feel more and more that this Lin Wenxuan is indeed not simple.

After being tortured for ten thousand years, he was still able to survive, and even maintained his strength without serious deterioration. The Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, the thirty-three peerless swords, although the Tianjianzi selected was random, but

Facts have proved that every Tianjianzi is indeed a person who shocked the past and the present.

"Master!"

At this moment, Mu Yun was holding a long gown in both hands and handed it to Lin Wenxuan.

"Are there any black ones?" Lin Wenxuan asked slowly.

"Um?"

"I am not afraid of being seen by anyone, but there is one person I don't want her to see!" Lin Wenxuan said bitterly.

"Understood!"

As soon as Mu Yun took out his palm, a black gown appeared in his hand.

Lin Wenxuan put on a black gown and a black cloak hanging behind him. His hands were hidden under the black long sleeves, and his face was covered by the brim of the cloak.

The whole person looked like a ghost coming out of the darkness.

Seeing Lin Wenxuan's current appearance, Lin Yu also felt a little sorry for him.

However, being in a different camp, it was obviously impossible for Mu Yun to have a heart-to-heart relationship with him.

Moreover, this time Lin Wenxuan accepted him as his apprentice. This master and apprentice had no affection.

There is a special bond between the two of them.

If you are not careful, you may become enemies.

After Lin Wenxuan is released, this person will gain strength, and he will definitely not be willing to bully Yun Lang after him.

This unwillingness will inevitably cause chaos within Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

The peak masters of the Thirty-three Peaks have always worked in separate camps, and they compete with each other for power.

However, Qingtian Peak is the core of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect. Even if there is a fight, it cannot expand. Lin Wenxuan's appearance may be able to stir up the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

In Mu Yun's heart, he wanted to see more and more what Lin Wenxuan's return would bring to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this time, he is willing to risk being discovered by Yun Lang. What he wants to do is to sneak into the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate and turn the entire Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate upside down.

When the time comes, we should cooperate internally and externally, and join forces with the Heaven-Destroying Sword Sect and the Biluo Huangquan Sect to bring down the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect!

"Okay, it's time to get out of here!"

Lin Wenxuan looked around, laughed again, and stepped out of the cave.

A black robe covers his whole body.

At this moment, Lin Wenxuan seemed to have transformed into a ghost from hell and finally saw the light of day again.

Mu Yun didn't know what would happen if Lin Wenxuan left the holy tomb this time.

But he knew that bringing it to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect would definitely be a bigger trouble.

In the Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Gate, two Heavenly Sword Masters met, and he couldn't predict what kind of fight they would have.

Lin Wenxuan led a few people out of the mountains. Looking at the light in the sky, Lin Wenxuan raised his hands.

"My unparalleled Lin Wenxuan is back!"

Opening his hands, Lin Wenxuan suddenly flew out, with light flashing all over his body. At this moment, rays of light condensed into palm prints, and bombarded him in all directions.

Dong dong dong...

Suddenly, there were roars and crackling sounds everywhere in the entire Holy Tomb, which shocked people's ears.

At this moment, the entire Holy Tomb began to shake.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt as if the world had collapsed.

Is this still something that humans can do?

No one knows.

The rumbling sound continued, and at the same time, within the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate and the Thirty-Three Peaks, a figure hurriedly rushed towards the main hall on the top of the mountain.

"Peak Master!"

As soon as the disciple entered the main hall, he raised his hands and whispered: "Something bad has happened. The Holy Tomb is about to collapse!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's expression changed.

"The Trial of the Holy Tomb is still three years away. How could it collapse now?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes looked into the distance, as if they were penetrating through layers of mountains and reaching the Holy Tomb.

"Walk!"

Without saying a word, Jian Wushuang disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in the Valley of Trials.

"really!"

Looking at the trial entrance, with turbulent waves and violent aura, Jian Wushuang shouted directly: "Open the trial entrance!"

"But Peak Master, the trial is not over yet!"

"Do as I say!"

Jian Wushuang immediately shouted.

"yes!"

A group of disciples and elders were busy at this moment.

At the same time, the remaining 30,000 to 40,000 disciples in the Holy Tomb were waiting quietly at this moment.

Slowly, a vortex appeared above the holy tomb. A vortex visible to everyone appeared above the head.

"Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect, I, Lin Wenxuan, am back!"

Lin Wenxuan murmured slightly, with a strange smile on his lips, and took the lead in rushing out of the vortex.

The figures whizzing by were like ants, swarming into the whirlpool one after another.

At this moment, Mu Yun followed Lin Wenxuan and headed towards the whirlpool.

The trip to the Holy Sepulcher is over!

Senior brother Lu Qingfeng stayed here probably just to imprison Lin Wenxuan. He just did this. Whether it was right or wrong, he didn't know.

But right now, there seems to be no other choice.

Everything depends on strength.

In the future, his strength will surpass Lin Wenxuan. If Lin Wenxuan wants to harm his senior brother, he will kill him.

But now, he wanted to shout in his heart: Thirty-three Heavenly Sword Sect, I, Mu Yun, are here!

Buzz buzz...

At this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Gate is within the Thirty-Three Peaks.

The formation was activated, and figures suddenly appeared.

The entire valley was occupied by figures one after another. More and more people appeared, and the valley gradually became lively.

Not everyone gathered together. Many people hid for several years in order to avoid the bloody man, and now they appeared, as if they were from another world.

But at this moment, Jian Wushuang frowned when he saw more and more people appearing in the valley.

More than 100,000 people entered the Holy Tomb. According to the plan of Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, the final remaining number should be about 10,000 people.
To be continued...