Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Luyang Xian Dynasty.

When Huang Zhihu and the others were going to Tianyuan, they encountered Luyang Xianchao and Yuehou's descendants of Zhaoyang Immortal Realm on the way.

This is why Zhaoyang Immortal Realm attacked Fuyu Immortal Realm last time.

The Luyang Immortal Dynasty is the most powerful force in Zhaoyang Immortal Realm.

Heyue Hou's sons and grandsons, the biological father is Sun Yuquan, the emperor of the Luyang Xian Dynasty, and the biological mother is the elder of Yuanhe Xianmen, the second most powerful force in the Zhaoyang fairy world.

Originally, the relationship between Luyang Xianchao and Yuanhe Xianmen was very tense, and Sun Ji's identity was not visible.

But later, the royal family of the Luyang Immortal Dynasty enshrined the Great Elder for a breakthrough, and also obtained a few powerful immortal treasures, sweeping the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm with combat power.

Yuanhe Xianmen needed to repair their relationship with Luyang Xianchao, so they just moved Sun Ji out.

Now Sun Ji is the prince of the Luyang Xian Dynasty, and the Royal Family Shrine intends for him to inherit the throne.

Because Sun Ji became the emperor of the Luyang Xian Dynasty, he was able to unify the two great forces, make the Yuan and Xianmen submit, and unify the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm.

Over the years, all of Sun Ji's requirements will be met.

It was Sun Ji's request to attack the Rain-Fuying Immortal Realm.

Originally, the Rain-covering Immortal Realm had already been suppressed. If it wasn't for the Immortal Burial City at the top, and the return of the Slaughtering God and War Puppet, the Rain-Fulling Immortal Realm might have been defeated in a single battle.

"Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, Luyang Immortal Dynasty."

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he turned to look at the several immortals around him.

Whether it was the five immortals presiding over the elite meeting or Shu Ming Sword Immortal and their four elite disciples, they were all restrained in strength and dignified in their eyes.

At least fifteen immortal monarchs scattered in all directions, blocking all escape routes.

There are also strong men flying down on the flying boat.

In such a situation, even if everyone in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm cannot be killed, these elites will suffer heavy losses.

"In this way, you can choose the strongest person out."

"If you can challenge and win, the general will let you go."

The golden-armored general smiled, and pointed the long knife in his hand at Han Muye and the others, the immortal kings and powerhouses.

challenge?

The five immortals who presided over the elite meeting glanced at each other, and turned to Han Muye and the others.

"You guys leave first."

"You are the seeds of my Rain-covering Immortal Realm, and you must leave alive."

Although he knew that Han Muye was very strong, what he was facing at this time was not one or two strong men, but more than a dozen immortal kings, and an army of tens of thousands.

These armies that are accustomed to killing cannot be defeated by these junior elites who participated in the selection.

"Yunlan, let's go." Sword Immortal Shu Ming took a breath, and a sword light burst out from his body suddenly.

"The way of swordsmanship has always been that the one who meets a narrow road wins. Today, I, Shu Ming, will die!"

The sword light turned into a cyan-colored 100-foot light, rushing towards the black-robed old man blocking the front.

The old man is obviously a strong Xianjun.

Seeing the sword light in front of him, the old man waved a black spear in his hand, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to transform into a long black dragon, wrapping Shu Ming Sword Immortal's sword light.

"boom--"

The sword light and the black dragon exploded, and the world shattered!

With this blow, at least three hundred miles of heaven and earth collapsed!

This is the power of Xianjun!

"rush!"

Several immortals no longer waited, and ran towards the broken world.

It's just that they go fast and come back fast.

Flying boats rushed out of the Broken Land one after another, blocking the gap.

"I, Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, how can it be so powerful?" The golden armored general with a long knife chuckled, and the long knife was shining with golden light.

Groups of troops descended from those flying boats, besieging the elites of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm layer by layer.

At least 300,000 troops surrounded 30,000 elites layer by layer.

At this moment, everyone looked dignified and ugly.

"Can't get out..."

"Why no reinforcements?"

"How can such an army of the Immortal Dynasty fight?"

Sword Immortal Shu Ming turned back and looked at Han Muye.

"Yunlan, we are stationed here, you can go to the Yuxian Realm to find reinforcements." With a slightly heavy expression, he took a breath, held the sword in his hand, and looked around, "We stick together as a group, and three days will not be a problem."

The other immortals looked at each other and nodded.

"Stick to—" the white-bearded old man shouted, and the fairy light on his body condensed into a light curtain, covering it downward.

Several other immortal monarchs also reflected the immortal light on him.

The elites of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm didn't dare to wait, and quickly stepped into the light curtain, and the fairy lights on their bodies were connected to each other.

Immediately, a large array of immortal light soaring to the sky stood up.

Such a large formation, although the opponent has many strong men and a large army, it is not possible to break through it immediately.

Stand here and wait for reinforcements.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, it's up to you whether or not my elites in the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm will be annihilated." The white-bearded old man cupped his hands towards Han Muye.

Sword Immortal Shu Ming also had firmness in his eyes.

They are all strong men who have practiced to this level, they are indifferent to life and death, and understand the situation at this time.

Whether Han Muye can move in to rescue soldiers determines whether they can survive.

"Please Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Below, an elite from the Rain-covered Immortal Realm cupped their hands and shouted.

Their lives and deaths are decided in Han Muye's hands.

"Finished formation?" The golden armored general who was holding a long knife laughed, and slashed down with the long knife in his hand.

As he slashed down, the strength of the 300,000 army gathered and turned into a ten thousand-foot blade, cutting straight through the defensive light curtain of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm below.

"Boom—"

The light curtain shattered!

Those elite juniors who formed the formation were all pale and excited.

Shu Ming Jinxian and the others had turbulent celestial lights and unstable realms.

This blow is really too strong!

Zhaoyang Immortal Realm is indeed much stronger than Fuyu Immortal Realm.

This kind of formation attack, it is difficult for most of the formations in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm to be so tyrannical.

Perhaps only the army of war puppets in Buried Immortal City can have such a strong combat power.

Standing with a saber in hand, the golden armored general said calmly: "This general said, if you submit, just come to my Luyang Xianchao and be a servant."

Surrender.

"Hmph, even if you kill me, I won't surrender." Someone shouted from below.

"Don't surrender!"

"Fight with them!"

There were loud shouts.

"If we in the Rain-Fuying Immortal Realm are as united as we are today, why can't we win?" Han Muye spoke softly, and his voice spread to everyone's ears.

As his words fell, he stepped forward.

He didn't make a move until now, he just wanted to see how the elites in the Rain-Fuying Immortal Realm were.

Now look, it's okay.

"boom--"

One step, crossing the space, motivating the power of heaven and earth to turn into a strong wind.

This is too fast, so fast that the power of heaven and earth can't bear it!

At this step, the Golden Armored Warrior will directly change his expression.

"Kill!" He slashed down with the long knife in his hand.

But just as he raised the knife, Han Muye was already in front of him.

One punch strikes!

Sky breaking fist!

The shadow of the fist turned into a golden crow, directly enveloping the body of the golden armored general.

The Golden Crow's divine flame condensed and blared soaring into the sky.

"boom--"

After three breaths, the golden light exploded!

A piece of golden armor was shattered, and pieces of armor were scattered.

A long knife broke into three pieces, and the blade broke off.

Others, no more.

"General!"

"How can it be?"

"The general is a strong man in the realm of Xianjun, how could he not be able to catch a single blow..."

Countless exclamations sounded.

The golden flame was blazing, but in the hearts of all the people in Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, there was a bone-chilling ice-cold.

This blow directly killed Xianjun!

That is an invincible fairy in the world, a fairy that only a fairy can overwhelm!

Han Muye did not expect that the Potian Fist would be so powerful in the fairy world.

He thought that it would be good if he could wound the leading general of the Luyang Xian Dynasty with one blow.

After all, there was not much effort in this blow.

"Do you think my Golden Crow's Divine Flame is just joking?"

"Do you think this is a wilderness?"

The noisy bird chirping sound came again.

"If you push the divine flames with all your strength, each of these fairy worlds will be burned through."

Han Muye ignored the proud golden bird, turned around, and looked at the bewildered army.

Raising his hand, the golden divine flame dissipated, landed in his hand, and then condensed into a fist.

He cast his eyes on the immortal king and strong man in Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, with a smile on his face.

"If any of you can go back alive, remember to pass a message to Sun Ji for me."

"Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, Luyang Immortal Dynasty, will be destroyed because of him!"

"boom--"

The voice rushed out together with the shadow of the fist.

The golden flames condensed and turned into a Golden Crow again.

The Golden Crow spread its wings, and blazing flames instantly enveloped the heaven and earth in a radius of three thousand miles.

No one can escape the Golden Crow Divine Flame.

The 300,000 troops were directly reduced to ashes!

Among the fifteen immortals, the bodies of three were surrounded by flames.

The five were surrounded by flames, unable to move at all.

Only the seven immortals turned around and fled.

Han Muye did not catch up.

He just raised his hand, the flames gathered in his hand, turned into a long spear, and threw it directly.

"Boom—"

The spear caught up with the two immortals, and then exploded, burning their bodies to death.

In the end, the five immortals escaped from this world.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and put away the flames that burned everything.

In the golden flames, energy and blood were absorbed and refined.

Of course, it was only the power of 300,000 troops and a few immortals, which did not improve the flame at all.

Now if he wants to improve his Golden Crow Divine Flame, the power he needs is unimaginable.

After all, his Golden Crow Divine Flame has been upgraded several times, and its quality is only inferior to that of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

"Let's go." Han Muye turned his head and looked down at the silence.

Whether it is the nine immortals or those elite powerhouses, they all looked blank at this time.

Is this still Xianjun?

Xianjun, can you be so strong?

It has to be said that even though there have been a lot of battles in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm recently, it is still not as good as the continuous battles in the Great Desolation Ruins Realm.

Not to mention Kunwu, that kind of pure killing.

Generally speaking, the fairyland is relatively peaceful.

"In the world, there really is such a strong person..." Beside Shu Ming Sword Immortal, Daoist Hong Mu, who was born in a Taoist sect, murmured.

The others nodded slightly.

The power displayed by Han Muye is not at the same level as them.

The elite disciples of the various sects in the Rain-Fuying Immortal Realm, no matter whether they are within the hundred or outside the hundred, all have reverence on their faces.

In practice in the world, the strong are always respected.

Han Muye's strength was recognized by everyone.

"Today's selection is completed. Three years later, a hundred Tianjiao will compete for the golden tripod of the Ten Thousand Worlds Summit on behalf of my Rain Immortal Realm."

"This is your glory."

"It is also the future of my rain-covered fairy world."

Looking at Han Muye, the old man who hosted the elite meeting spoke loudly.

Although the twists and turns today are shocking, they also let everyone see the hope of the summit.

That was a battle of ten thousand realms, and the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm had never won a good ranking.

If there is a chance to enter the top 100 and get a quota of immortal venerables, in the next thousand years, the rain-covered fairy world will be a world with immortal venerables.

Although the Immortal Venerable will eventually leave this world, a thousand years is enough.

The Immortal Venerable has been in charge for thousands of years, and the development of the Rain-covered Immortal Realm is unimaginable.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, they leave it to you." After finishing speaking, the old man bowed to Han Muye.

The others also bowed to Han Muye.

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three years.

For the past three years, hundreds of elites from the Rain-Fuying Immortal Realm have retreated in the Immortal Burial City.

Outsiders don't know exactly what benefits they got, but when they left the customs, everyone's body was shining with fairy lights.

At the head of the Immortal Burial City, the Sword Sect advocated Guangyuan, the Sect Master of the Blood Battle Sect Master Wan Sha, and several immortal masters from the Taoist sect all came to see Han Muye and the others off.

"Yunlan, it's up to you whether my Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm can truly rise." Zhang Guangyuan said softly with emotion on his face.

For a long time, Rain-covering Immortal Realm has not had any real good results in the summit meeting.

This time, it should be the most likely chance to get good grades in the Raining Immortal Realm in countless years.

Because this time the leader of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm is Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye.

This one can monopolize the existence of several immortal monarchs.

During the battle for the selection of the elites, Han Muye fought against the nine immortals alone, and killed the strongest immortals in the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm with one punch, and then aggressively chased and killed those immortals in the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm.

Such a method will definitely shine in the time when all worlds are fighting for the top.

Looking at Han Muye and the others flying away into the sky instead, Zhang Guangyuan and the others showed anticipation on their faces.

"If Yunlan and the others can regain one or two certificates of practice in the God Realm, then my Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm will really soar into the sky." Zhang Guangyuan whispered with emotion.

The top 100 of the summit will be rewarded with certificates of cultivation in the God Realm.

In the top ten, you can get more treasures and certificate rewards.

The better the score, the more rewards.

As long as you have a practice certificate, you can practice freely in the God Realm.

Possessing the certificate is even more eligible to step into the Shenyuan Tiangong, obtain the recognition of the original source, and become the existence of a strong immortal.

"Hehe, with the relationship between Sect Master Zhang and Yunlan Sword Immortal, as long as there is a certificate of practice, the immortal can be expected." The master of Tianyao Sect, Fuxue Xianjun, looked at Zhang Guangyuan with envy on his face.

Hearing his words, the others also chuckled with emotion.

Who would have thought that the Rain-covering Immortal Realm could be so close to the Immortal Venerable?

"Fellow daoists, don't worry, as long as Yunlan can bring back the certificate, it will be my chance to cover the Yuxian world." Zhang Guangyuan did not refuse, but said calmly.

He and Han Muye are already very close.

The entire Yuyu Immortal Realm knows that the rise of Yunlan Sword Immortal is inseparable from the training and support of Jianzong in the early stage.

Most of Han Muye's team in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm are from the Sword Sect.

If Sword Immortal Yunlan brought back the certificate of practice in the God Realm, he would naturally not forget Jianzong.

He, Zhang Guangyuan, has practiced for countless years, but his cultivation was stuck in the realm of the immortal king and he could not become an immortal lord. This time, he may finally have the opportunity to step into the realm of the gods!

...

The place where the heyday will be held is not close to the Rain-covered Immortal Realm.

The flying boat shuttles, and travels boringly.

Han Muye sat upright in the quiet room, his body shrouded in fairy light.

Although he has reached nowhere in his cultivation of immortality now, he can refine his body, cultivate the spirit of the soul, sharpen the soul of the sword, and even summarize his own practice and figure out the rules.

For him, it's not like Zhang Guangyuan and others who have already practiced Dzogchen and have nowhere to go.

Practicing in the physical body, his path can go all the way to the ancient prehistoric era, stepping into the overlord level.

This is not governed by the Quantitative Robbery rule.

The method of true spirit cultivation comes from the wilderness, and it is also far away in ancient times, and it does not belong to the practice method in the original calamity.

Han Muye condensed his true spirit again, but he no longer sticks to the Golden Crow bloodline.

His own blood of the Kui Ox and the blood of the Golden Crow merged into one, turned into the power of thunder, fire and blazing sun, and condensed into a phantom with two horns and two wings that was ten feet tall.

This is the true spirit of Han Muye's new practice.

The true spirit of thunder and fire only draws the power of thunder and fire from Kui Niu and the power of blazing sun from Golden Crow.

This method of cultivating strength instead of bloodlines, lacks the blessing of bloodlines power.

But Han Muye has the power of a dragon and a crocodile, so he doesn't care about blood power at all.

Is there any blood in the world stronger than the prehistoric overlord?

He is ready to step into the second turn of the power of the true spirit, and then practice again, combining with the power of the physical body and the immortal way.

What's more, he now has four rule powers in his hands, dozens of rule powers, and the power of calamity, all of which require a lifetime of research and speculation.

As the flying boat moves forward, you can gradually meet some flying boats that are also going to the summit.

Some would say hello to each other, while others would whiz away.

Normally, the peak meeting is a competition for resources, and it is a time of life and death, so there is no need to get too close.

"boom--"

Ahead, a light curtain shines.

The flying boat rushed into the light curtain, and suddenly felt that the surrounding space became a little illusory.

arrive.

The place where the heyday meeting is held, the place where the gods and immortals are connected, Wutianzhou.

Wutianzhou was originally a corner of Zhoutian God Realm, but it collapsed for unknown reasons and fell into the world of immortality.

This place has the characteristics of the gods, it can gather divinity, and it can gather god crystals.

There is also a pervasive immortal energy here, which is much richer than other realms.

This place used to be where all the worlds fought to the death and wanted to fight for it.

In the end, the powerful sects of the God Realm stepped forward and turned this place into the venue for the heyday meeting.

Flying into Wutianzhou, it can be seen that there are flying boats hovering, and there are many courtyards.

These courtyards are the places where all the parties from the Ten Thousand Realms who participated in the heyday meeting were repaired and stationed.

"All fairy world registration rosters, draw the corresponding trial space."

"There are still a hundred days before the start of the peak meeting. Within a hundred days, no private fights are allowed."

There was a voice in the void.

Looking up, a huge phantom can be seen emerging.

This phantom has countless eyes, and it seems to be staring at all the flying boats coming from below.

"Divine beast?" Han Muye whispered.

"It's a divine beast, but it's a pity that only the body is left." The golden bird whispered.

The power of this divine beast lies in monitoring the world, but now it has been refined into a supreme treasure, belonging to Shenyuan Tiangong.

"My Shenyuan Tiangong also has dozens of powerful treasures. It is one of the strongest sects in the Zhoutian God Realm, and it is in charge of the Zhoutian God Realm Daomen."

The person who spoke was wearing a cyan gossip Taoist robe, with a five-year-old face and an arrogance on his face. He practiced the practice method of the gods, and his cultivation was not in the realm of Daluo.

His name is Taoist Su Yu, and he was arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong to guide the deacon disciples who participated in the peak meeting.

Taoist Su Yu led Han Muye and the others to take the registration card and record the information of all the disciples who participated in the peak meeting, while eagerly introducing the God Realm to Han Muye and Shu Ming Jinxian.

Especially Shenyuan Tiangong.

"You can register first, as long as you pay 10,000 divine crystals, you can become a preliminary disciple of Tiangong."

"Based on your cultivation, as long as you enter the Heavenly Palace, you will definitely improve your strength and become the deacon of the inner sect."

Not only Taoist Suyu, but also the deacons and disciples of Shenyuan Tiangong are all trying their best to win over the strong in various fairy worlds.

It is not without reason that Shenyuan Tiangong can become the strongest Taoist sect in the God Realm.

This is gathering the power of all worlds to achieve one sect.

But Ten Thousand Divine Crystals will talk about it.

In the fairy world, it is impossible for the direct descendant of the great sect to come up with ten thousand god crystals.

"Fellow Daoist Su Yu, whether we can join Shenyuan Tiangong or not depends on the heyday meeting in the future. We should do our best." Han Muye said, handing two divine crystals to Taoist Su Yu.

"Also ask Fellow Daoist to help us arrange the repairing place."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, took out another small bag, and handed it over.

There are two hundred divine crystals in the bag.

Originally, Taoist Su Yu, who was still a little dissatisfied after receiving the two divine crystals, smiled.

"Please help me find out the strength of all parties."

Han Muye said softly.

His words made Taoist Su Yu laugh out loud.

"Don't worry, this is what we were supposed to do."

"Every time there is a peak meeting, the information from all parties will be summarized."

Lowering his voice, Taoist Su Yu said, "We'll make a small bet or two."

A small gamble or two?

What I learned from Han Muye was not a small gamble, but a big gamble.

There will be many forces involved in all parties in the God Realm, and some of them will spend a lot of money.

Those in the Immortal Realm participating in the Summit will also participate.

After all, as long as you win enough divine crystals, it will be your cultivation capital after stepping into the God Realm.

Not everyone can be like Han Muye, who has hundreds of millions of divine crystals on his body before stepping into the God Realm.

For most of the fairy world, there can be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of god crystals in a world for the powerhouses of all sects to practice, and it is not bad to balance their own cultivation.

God Realm and Immortal Realm are rarely connected, so it is very difficult to obtain God Crystal.

Han Muye nodded and said, "Okay, then please fellow daoist, if the information is complete, I would like to have a little fun."

These words made Taoist Su Yu smile even more.

If the bet amount is larger, he also has a commission.

Taoist Su Yu led Han Muye and the others to the place where they were stationed, and the people from the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm, who had traveled a long distance, began to step into the quiet room, practice in seclusion and wait.

Han Muye walked out of the empty courtyard.

Not everyone is retreating.

Outside the courtyard, on the long avenue, there are quite a few people on both sides taking out their own treasures to trade.

This is to take advantage of the last opportunity to increase your strength.

Others are looking for allies.

The registered nameplate record in Han Muye's hand is Group D 916, indicating that it is more than 900 numbers of the fourth group, which belongs to the fourth trial site.

If he meets practitioners who are also in the fourth group, he can form an alliance quietly.

But Han Muye didn't come here to form an alliance, but to find someone.

The talisman in his palm flickered, leading him to move forward quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, he stopped in front of a courtyard.

"I've seen Yunlan Sword Immortal." The person at the door bowed and led Han Muye into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, three hundred practitioners in robes bowed their hands to Han Muye.