Tens of thousands of miles away from the cliff valley, many Jianyuan disciples were fighting with the spirit tribes to enter the central area.

In the second level, there are 50 demons from the sixth level of True Immortal Realm.

These monsters were bloodthirsty and ferocious, and soon put pressure on many Jianyuan disciples who were lucky enough to come here, and many were forced to quit.

And at higher places, some figures are also climbing.

At the same time, on the top of Emperor Sword Mountain, several figures appeared.

As soon as they arrived here, they saw that the top of Dijian Mountain was very simple, with only a thatched hut.

Outside the thatched house, there is a pile of stones with a sword stuck upside down on it.

Outside the house is a tea table, with a figure in snow clothes sitting there quietly sipping tea.

His hair is black and white, as if it has gone through many vicissitudes of life but still retains its strong strength.

Seeing that figure, the leader Ji Qingxuan quickly bowed and said: "Disciple pays homage to Lord Yuan."

The middle-aged man in front of him is Yun Wumian, the Abyss Master of Jian Yuan.

The other three people beside Ji Qingxuan also quickly bowed and saluted.

"Okay, come and have tea."

Abyss Master Yun Wumian's expression was as calm as misty mist, and his textured and magnetic voice greeted the four of them to take their seats.

Several people were slightly flattered and came to sit down in front of Lord Yuan to drink tea.

"I heard from Elder Li that you killed seven ancient demon leaders at the border, which is good."

Yun Wumian looked at Ji Qingxuan and commented.

When Master Yuan said "Not bad", Ji Qingxuan put down his tea cup, stood up slightly and cupped his hands and said: "Master Yuan, you are too polite, the sword has not been sharpened yet. This time I have studied the Imperial Sword, I hope I can polish it well."

Yun Wumian nodded slightly, then lowered his eyes lightly, falling into the clouds and mist outside Emperor Sword Mountain. At the same time, he seemed to be overlooking the countless figures climbing down the entire Emperor Sword Mountain.

The entire Emperor Sword Mountain is within the realm of his Immortal Kingdom, and he knows everything within it that arises and dies with a single thought.

When he saw the figures struggling to climb up and fight on the fifth and sixth floors, his eyes were like mist, showing relief in his indifference.

As time went by, more and more disciples were defeated in Emperor Sword Mountain. They were all teleported out of Emperor Sword Mountain and sat down on the plain hills outside. Some were recovering from their injuries, and some were meditating with their eyes closed there.

On the hill, Gu Yan, who was dressed in black sword uniform, saw that no disciples were coming out of the first level of Emperor Sword Mountain. He knew that calm had returned inside.

At this time, he also raised his feet and flew towards the Emperor Sword Mountain.

Yun Wumian, who was on the top of the mountain, also noticed the proud little guy and finally took action.

There was a slight arc on his lips. He was born with the body of a swordsman. It was really not easy for Old Man Li to bring back such a precious baby.

As his attention followed the young man to the first level of Emperor Sword Mountain, the entire first level situation emerged in his mind.

There are not many disciples staying here anymore, and many spirit races are gathered in the central area, which means that the challenge will become more difficult.

At the same time, a secluded place far away from the central area also appeared in his mind, with several figures playing together in front of the cliff valley.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!