Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 544 The Second Sword of Primordial Spirit, the Moro Clan (22)

The mines of Broken Cloud Gold are really not far from Yunlan Town, only 800 miles away in the west.

This is the news that Zhao Chen exchanged 300,000 Immortal Spirit Stones.

He wandered around in Yunlan Town, and was especially keen on all kinds of treasure hunting and secret searching.

Yunteng Wasteland is rich in minerals.

All kinds of great cultivators sat down, where someone was besieged and killed, and the news of leaving secret treasures can be heard everywhere.

The last time Zhao Chen bought a small mine, he made more than three million Immortal Spirit Stones.

This gave him a taste of the sweetness.

As a result, he and Elder Chu almost didn't come out from the ore vein of Broken Cloud Gold.

When Zhao Chen with a cyan gauze hat and a swollen face and a pale elder Chu came to Han Muye, Han Muye almost didn't laugh out loud.

Really, so tragic.

"Young Master Han, that's a nest of broken gold ants." Elder Chu still had some lingering fears, and whispered about what happened in the mine.

It was also not long before Zhao Chen and the others came to this wasteland that they spent a lot of money on the news of the ore veins.

In fact, the proven mineral deposits that Han Muye had already mastered were already rich enough.

"Broken golden ants?" Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said softly, "The Wasteland Wolf, the Broken Golden Ant, Yuntian Crane, Drowning Fish, and the four monsters that the Yunteng Wasteland can't afford to provoke."

The blue wolf clan in the wasteland is huge and haunts everywhere, and ordinary immortal cultivators really can't afford it.

The gold-smashing ants are buried deep in the underground mines, and they are extremely powerful.

Yuntianhe flies extremely fast, and when the ethnic group migrates, it covers the sky and the sun.

Among them, there are several peak powerhouses, who would dare to provoke them?

As for drowning fish, it is rare to see them.

There is a falling lake in the Yunteng Wasteland. The depth of the water is unknown, and the radius is at least 30 million miles.

The name of Yunteng Wasteland is named after the surging and rising clouds of this lake.

There are fish groups in the falling water lake, called falling water fish. People and beasts will be swallowed when they enter the water.

No one has ever caught a drowning fish.

Some people say that drowning fish are groups of small fish the size of a palm, and there are countless.

Some people say that the drowning fish is a big fish of 100,000 feet, and it can swallow a mountain in one bite.

The specific drowning fish is extremely mysterious and no one can know.

"Big Brother Han, this time I admit it, and I will treat 300,000 Immortal Spirit Stones as a waste." Zhao Chen whispered depressedly, because his head and face were swollen, and he was muffled when he spoke.

"Currently, caravans from all over Yunlan Town have gathered. We have made a lot of money by buying and selling all kinds of spiritual materials and elixir every day. Whether there is this mine or not is really no big deal." Zuo Baichou said with a smile. .

"Those guys are really difficult to deal with." Yuyang, who was wearing a white robe and full of demonic restraint, said in a deep voice.

He has a good relationship with Zhao Chen, but he can't help him this time.

The Qinglang family entered the mine and had to be abused.

"Go and have a look." Han Muye waved his hand and said lightly.

He didn't care about a mine.

Instead, he was interested in the broken golden ants that he did not dare to mess with in the wasteland.

No one else was allowed to go with him, only Chu Lao took him and flew all the way, but it was just before the mine.

This is a hill that is only a few dozen feet high and ten miles in radius. There are many cracks on the edge of the broken and messy cliff.

"We went in from here, about a hundred feet, and were attacked by golden smashing ants, and almost didn't come out."

Old Chu said in a low voice with lingering fears.

Han Muye nodded, his body moved, and he flew into the crack.

Chu Lao hesitated for a while, and followed.

As soon as he entered the crack, Han Muye could feel the aura of gold and iron emanating from the crack.

This power is surging.

Walking through the chaotic rocks, only to reach a hundred feet, when a dark golden figure slammed into him directly.

"Ding--"

He raised his hand with a sword, and a half-foot-long dark golden ant was nailed to the blade of the sword.

A slender body, with long, slender legs.

Covered with a dark golden halo, the penetrating power from the long sword is at least equivalent to building a foundation.

Just such an ant, if placed in the mortal cultivation world, can devour a mortal village.

Sure enough, the immortal world is much more dangerous and terrifying than the mortal world.

"Thorn-"

Only after pinning down one ant, Han Muye swept his sword sharply, smashing the three golden ants that flew towards him.

This time, Han Muye felt something different.

The three golden smashing ants were about half a foot apart, and they actually had the same strength.

When the sword fell, it was obvious that the resistance encountered was much stronger than the previous nailing.

Is this the difficulty of the golden ants?

Han Muye stepped out, and the sword in his hand fell.

A dark golden color is intertwined.

really!

When dozens of golden smashing ants form a group, their power is no less than that of the environment.

His eyes narrowed, Han Muye's gaze fell on a golden stone wall in front of him.

There, densely packed, all are broken gold ants.

"Master Han, there are thousands of broken golden ants with heavenly combat power."

"Over there, at least one hundred thousand."

Thousands gathered together, there is the power of heaven, one hundred thousand, no wonder Chu Lao will be injured.

Han Muye nodded, watching the golden ants over there slowly surging, as if they were coming this way.

"I'll try again." Han Muye moved, rushed out a hundred meters, and struck out with a sword.

"when--"

It's like fighting with swords.

This sword only killed three golden ants.

Sure enough, the combined power is already extremely tyrannical.

Han Muye held the long sword in his hand, and looked at the broken golden ants that rushed towards him as if he was provoked by him, and pondered slightly.

Although this golden ant was fierce, it still couldn't hurt him.

Just in his opinion, it seems that direct strangulation is not the best choice.

Holding a long sword, the shadow of Kui Niu appeared behind him.

The moment the Kui Niu appeared, all those golden smashing ants were shocked, and their bodies shrank back slightly.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye stabbed his sword out again.

"Thorn-"

The sky is intertwined with electricity and light, hitting the front.

Then, the eyes full of electric light wrapped the golden ants.

An interesting scene happened.

A golden smash ant fell to the ground, and then tens of thousands of golden smashed ants were all hit by the electric light, slumped on the ground, and their long legs twitched.

Seeing this scene, Old Chu's mouth twitched.

It turned out that these golden ants were afraid of the power of thunder.

Han Muye laughed, and flew towards the stone wall in front of him. The sword light flashed on his body, and the power of the Kui Niu behind him was revealed, turning into a thunderous light that filled the sky.

Countless golden ants were shot to the ground, twitching and struggling.

"squeak--"

A high-pitched cry came out, and Chu Lao, who was standing in the same place, trembled all over, and whispered: "Master, be careful, this is the soul attack of the strong among the golden ants."

Han Muye nodded with a calm expression.

This divine soul attack did not give him the slightest typhoid fever.

But if you switch to other saint realms, you will be shocked.

With the combination of divine soul attack and power, it is no wonder that the golden ants are known as the intractable existence on the wasteland.

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand and pointed forward. The golden ants on the stone wall fell, revealing the figure hidden inside.

A three-foot-long giant golden golden shard ant revealed a fierce light in its eyes.

It's just that at this moment, the Gold-Breaking Ant, who was at least in the Heavenly Realm, shrank back slightly, as if he was extremely jealous of Han Muye.

"Om-"

A faint transparent halo visible to the naked eye spread out towards the surroundings.

On those golden ants, streaks of light golden power were drawn, and combined with the halo, they formed a ten-zhang-long dark golden spear.

Above the spear, there are layers of golden fairy patterns.

As soon as the long spear appeared, Chu Lao had already whispered: "This is the spear of the soul, the soul of the immortals can be broken."

On the way here, Mr. Chu had already confessed that he was injured by a dark golden spear.

It looks like this is the gun.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the long spear, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The power of the soul!

This is the power of the soul that he is desperately lacking now.

"Om-"

The spear shook and stabbed Han Muye in the head.

Han Muye did not dodge and let the spear pierce directly into his body.

Old Chu in the back was stunned for a moment, and before he spoke, the whole person was pushed out of the ore vein by a huge force.

"breakthrough?"

"Breakthrough with divine soul power?"

Looking at the crack sealed by a golden halo, Elder Chu was slightly stunned.

Can this break through?

Is there really such a person in the world, and the opportunity is always there?

Han Muye didn't care what he thought.

At this moment, the spear of the soul slammed into the divine treasure, Han Muye burst out with strength, and the cultivation base that had gathered to the peak of Nascent Soul increased rapidly.

The spear of the divine soul spun around in his divine treasure, and was chopped to pieces by a long sword that appeared out of nowhere.

The three-foot-long golden ants on the stone wall trembled and rolled down from the stone wall.

Han Muye's eyes fell on those golden ants, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It turns out that you can still condense the power of the soul."

"Then, help me share some of it."

With a loud bang, from Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the power of the Divine Soul surged out like a tidal wave!

His divine soul was already extremely powerful.

If it wasn't for the fear of condensing the second sword of the primordial spirit being too worn out, he would have already broken through his cultivation to the point of going out of his body.

Now, he finally found an opportunity in these golden ants.

Divine soul shattered, directly covering the ore veins.

What made him happy was that the further down this ore vein went, the more golden ants there were.

At least three million!

The power of the soul is intertwined with the power of Kui Niu's thunder, turning into a big hand.

All the golden ants slumped to the ground, shivering.

Whether it was the half-foot-long common golden smashing ant, or the deepest ant king nearly five feet long, they were all suppressed by the electric light and the divine soul, unable to move.

Han Muye's divine soul power roamed in the electric light.

Just like in the sword pavilion that year when the sword qi was warmed up, when the soul was recovered, it had already swelled a little.

These golden ants can actually help him warm up his soul.

The power of the soul that each Golden Broken Ant can nourish is pitifully small.

But three million gathered together, and his soul improved very fast, faster than the power of condensing incense.

The key is that in this way, he can break through in advance and condense into the second sword of primordial spirit!

Han Muye's eyes revealed a deep halo, and he looked at the golden color on the ground in front of him. Immortal energy and soul power were intertwined in his body, slowly condensing into a three-foot green blade.

As soon as the sword came out, those golden ants were all crawling on the ground.

surrender.

The ant king in the ground didn't dare to raise his head, his whole body trembled.

"From now on, this sword is the trapping sword."

The power of the golden ants can be continuously superimposed.

This sword of primordial spirit condensed from immortal qi and soul can also have such power superimposed, making the opponent fall into the quagmire and finally fall.

Of course, the primordial spirit can only become, and it will take a long time to truly possess this power.

Han Muye's body moved, his primordial spirit scattered directly, and flew down on each of the broken golden ants.

Use three million broken golden ants to raise the power of the primordial spirit!

"In the future, you will stay here."

Han Muye spoke lightly.

These golden ants seem to understand, and they all crawl quietly.

This place is only 800 miles away from Yunlan Town, and Han Muye can retrieve this sword of primordial spirit at any time.

This is also the strongest power he can use at the moment.

When he returned to Yunlan Town with Mr. Chu, Zhao Chen could only regret that Han Muye did not exterminate the golden ants.

"Junior Brother Han, there is a caravan in Luming City 100,000 miles away, but they want to visit you first." Zhang Zhenbiao whispered to Han Muye, and then held a golden talisman in his hand.

After taking the talisman, Han Muye's eyes flashed with divine light.

This talisman is just an ordinary talisman.

But in his hands, it was different.

The Moruo family, long time no see.

"Let them come to see me." Han Muye said lightly after crushing the golden talisman.