Fighting Three Immortal Lords In Front of Dripping Blood Cliff

At this moment, he took out the golden jade slips one by one.

"The bloodline technique of the Murong family!"

The elderly man named Murong Zhuo stood up.

The others were equally excited.

After receiving the jade slips from Han Muye, everyone's expressions changed.

After a long time, they looked at Han Muye.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"Our Murong family's bloodline is unbroken; please allow us to pay our respects."

The few of them straightened their clothes and bowed to Han Muye.

Even though they were powerful individuals, they couldn't protect their own bloodlines.

Now, the person in front of them had acted to safeguard their bloodline, which was naturally worthy of this respect.

Moreover, being able to travel thousands of miles to assist Mu Rong's family towards the desolate wilderness showed such loyalty.

Many of the other elders reached out to take the jade slip and read the information within.