Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The sword light shone, instantly reaching the top of Yeming Jinxian's head.

"boom--"

The space is broken, and the space is stacked inch by inch, and then twisted.

Ye Ming Jinxian's complexion changed suddenly, and a piece of bronze-colored copper ring in his hand turned into a black dragon, and directly bumped into Jianguang.

The brass ring on the Sire Clock.

The pale yellow dragon collided with the long sword and instantly shattered.

The sword light continued to fall, and the stacked space was cut open.

This sword, only spanning a few feet, has already traversed countless spaces and cut through thousands of miles of void.

This sword is exactly the opposite of the sword of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal back then, but it has the same approach but the same effect.

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's sword was slashed thousands of miles away, while Han Muye slashed it ten feet away.

Yeming Jinxian had an ugly face, staring at the sword light above his head, and the golden crown with his hair turned into a golden lotus flower.

The sword light that shattered the blue dragon collided with the golden lotus transformed from the golden crown of the Yeming Golden Immortal, and the layers of petals penetrated the golden light against the long sword, and finally split.

"Boom—"

The petals of the golden lotus turned into chaotic fragments, and Yeming Jinxian's gray hair spread out.

The light of the long sword did not diminish, and it was already about to split him in half with one sword.

Ye Ming Jinxian gritted his teeth and raised his hands.

In the palm of his hand, two golden dragon scales rotated, revealing a blazing light.

These two dragon scales seem to have an extremely extraordinary origin, and a pair of dragon claws emerge from the blood-colored light, holding the long sword against it.

The sword light and the blood light wiped away each other.

"Boom—"

The dragon scales shattered, and the sword light hit Yeming Jinxian's chest, and slowly disappeared.

Yeming Jinxian was knocked back by this sword, his complexion was pale, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.

He raised his hand, and the void surged behind him.

Summon the power of the cave world into the body to heal the wound.

"Spatial blockade?" His expression became even uglier.

Yeming Jinxian, who originally wanted to use the power of his own cave world to heal his injuries, suddenly found that his own cave world could not be attracted.

The space here is actually locked.

How strong is this power that can seal the Golden Immortal space?

Looking up at Han Muye, he lowered his voice, "Disciple of Xianzun? Arranged by Xianjun."

The entire volcano was arranged by Xianjun, and it was specially designed to intercept and kill the strong in the God Realm.

Here, all the power of space is isolated.

The caves of the gods and immortals can't be attracted here.

Yeming Jinxian's complexion was solemn, and golden pills appeared around his body.

He does not have the strength of a fairy king, and it is even more impossible for his cave to break through the blockade of heaven and earth.

At this time, only by fighting and beheading Han Muye can he leave alive.

That's right, the world is isolated here, and it is impossible for Xianjun to find out what happened in it, so that he can take out those methods that he can't come up with.

"Haha, cave heaven fairy, ants."

A pale yellow dragon shadow emerged from Yeming Jinxian with disheveled hair.

On the top of his head, there are golden dragon horns growing, and the bare palms are also covered with golden dragon scales.

The bloodline of the ancient blue dragon!

But this Canglong bloodline is obviously infinitely thicker than Tianxuanwuhou.

The real prehistoric blood!

There was killing intent in Han Muye's eyes.

This is to extract the blood of the Great Desolate Canglong into the body.

Yeming Jinxian once killed an ancient blue dragon.

Such evil deeds should be punished!

On Han Muye's body, the sword light gathered again.

This sword is more blazing than the sword light just now.

"Roar--"

The Yeming Golden Immortal flew towards him.

Behind him, celestial light flickered, each celestial treasure attracted the power of heaven and earth, and surrounded Han Muye.

Even if this space is locked, the power of heaven and earth within ten thousand miles is still there.

As a strong Jinxian, Yeming Jinxian immediately controlled the power of heaven and earth.

With the honor of the golden immortal, killing a cave heavenly immortal and attracting the power of heaven and earth, this kind of xinxing method is already like an eagle fighting a rabbit.

"when--"

The sword light gathered in Han Muye's hand collided with the Canglong's claw, and then shattered.

Yeming Jinxian reached out and grabbed it, and the sword radiated again.

The sword light in front of Han Muye gathered for the third time.

This time, Jian Guang was brighter and colder than the previous two times.

"when--"

Ye Ming Jinxian's Canglong phantom was beheaded, and the protruding dragon claw was also blocked by a sword.

The sword light shattered again.

Smashing two sword lights with one blow, the strength of Jinxian really held Han Muye firmly.

But at this time, Ye Ming Jinxian's complexion became more and more ugly.

With the power of the Golden Immortal, he could barely hold down a Dongxu Heavenly Immortal on the other side. Is there really such a Dongxu Heavenly Immortal in the world?

Moreover, Han Muye's sword light is clearly getting stronger and stronger!

"Spirit Sword Golden Immortal?" Yeming Jinxian whispered in amazement as he watched Han Muye's sword light gather for the fourth time.

This sword light is too thick to look directly at.

With such a sword, even Huaxu can kill with one strike.

This is the fourth gathering, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh?

Can't wait any longer!

Taking a deep breath, Yeming Jinxian raised his hand.

With blood all over his body, he raised his hand to stop the fairy treasure floating behind him.

As long as every fairy treasure here is used properly, it can kill the immortals.

But Ye Ming Jinxian had so many hands, but he didn't show much strength.

Because he has not been fully recognized by these treasures.

This is also the reason why he has been wanting to find the treasure left by Xianjun for so many years.

Only by obtaining the real treasures of the immortals can they be recognized by the immortals and refine these immortal treasures.

Even if one celestial treasure can be completely refined, his combat power will be more than that.

"Om—"

Thirty-one immortal treasures and spirit treasures vibrated, causing roads in the void to shatter.

The power of these treasures is stimulated, and it seems that even the space blockade here is about to be broken.

"Go to hell." Yeming Jinxian shouted, the treasure locked onto Han Muye, and smashed it down.

Gathering the power of the thirty-one treasures, they directly blocked all of Han Muye's escape routes.

Even a strong Jinxian who was at the same level as Yeming Jinxian couldn't stop this blow.

What's more, the space here is sealed, without the blessing of the cave world, how can it be possible to block the blow of the thirty-one treasures?

Only then did Ye Ming Jinxian heave a sigh of relief.

Today's battle can be said to be the most difficult and dangerous in his tens of thousands of years.

Not only did he use all means, but he was also suppressed by a Dongxu Celestial Immortal, who broke through his own defense and was seriously injured.

Fortunately, the treasure is now used to lock the opponent. After this blow, everything will be over.

Thinking of the real treasure that will be obtained immediately, his heart became hot again.

Looking up at Han Muye, there was a trace of surprise on his face.

It's so peaceful.

At this moment, Han Muye didn't panic at all.

Could it be that he still has something to do?

This guy is just a celestial fairy, almost like a fairy——

Xianjun!

Ye Ming Jinxian's eyes widened.

He saw Han Muye slowly raise his hand.

Thirty-one Immortal Treasures and Lingbao suddenly shook, and then seemed to hear an order, and then hung still.

From the surging lava below, a huge tripod rushed out.

A halberd with a dark bloody glow flashed from the lava, and it was already lying in front of Han Muye.

"If it wasn't for these treasures, it would not be easy for me to find the real treasure." Han Muye finally spoke.

Thirty-one treasures are pulled, and the real treasures fly out directly.

The Lianyuan Ding, which can smelt everything in the world, is the foundation of this Wanlidang volcano.

The Heaven Killing Halberd, a treasure of the gods, covered all investigations with its evil spirit.

"Om—"

The void oscillated, and three sapphire-colored discs with a radius of one hundred feet swirled and emerged.

The casting disc is inspired by this treasure, and it combines with other treasures to block the space.

From the very beginning of this battle, it was not Han Muye who led the battle, but Immortal Cangyun who had planned it tens of thousands of years ago.

Not to mention that it was the Yeming Jinxian who made the move, even a strong man in the God Realm could only fall.

"Stab—"

The dark red war halberd flickered and hit Yeming Jinxian's chest.

The blood light wrapped Yeming Jinxian, trembling like a blood cocoon.

Han Muye stretched out his hand, and a streak of blood was pulled out from the halberd.

The blood threads intertwined, slowly condensed, and turned into a drop of golden blood, with golden dragon shadows flying around on the blood drop.

Canglong bloodline.

When the blood bead turned into the size of a fist, the blood cocoon in front of him suddenly exploded.

With a shriveled body, Ye Ming Jinxian slowly raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and then at the treasures around him.

"Hehe, after all, everything is an illusion..."

As the voice fell, his body slowly dispersed.

A Golden Immortal who roamed the wilderness just fell into an unknown place in the Territory of Bitter Immortals.

Han Muye watched his figure disappear, and the light in his eyes slowly subsided.

In the world of practice, life and death are indifferent.

But how cruel it is to dissipate after a lifetime of practice.

However, Yeming Jinxian has acted unscrupulously for countless years, caused many unprovoked killings, and extracted the power of the Canglong's blood to refine his body. It seems that it is destined to have today's ending.

cause and effect?

Stepping into the realm of immortality can cut off cause and effect, but now, it is only the first level of cause and effect.

The longer you practice, the more karma you will be entangled in your body, and you will eventually sink into it.

The avenue is like a chain, and the heaven and earth are like a cage.

At this moment, Han Muye, who was surrounded by many treasures and aroused the power of the immortal king, had a feeling that was far beyond the scope of his own practice.

Xianjun understands!

This is the perception of a powerful cultivator who has reached the top of the Daluo Jinxian and is only one step away from the peak of the world.

"No wonder Cangyun Xianjun still listens to the Tao of the Immortal Venerable, and also asks for a misty future."

Being in it, you have to do it.

From Han Muye's body, a silent fighting spirit emerged from his body, like a sword soaring to the sky.

The sword light shone, causing all the treasures around him to vibrate.

It turns out that whether it is a golden fairy or a fairy king, it is not unattainable!

They, like everyone else, cannot get out of the cage of heaven and earth!

At this moment, Han Muye's spiritual power continued to rise, far surpassing his own cultivation realm.

He originally used the golden ants to condense the power of the soul, which is much higher than his own cultivation level.

At this time, comprehending the state of mind of Xianjun, instantly let his power of soul step into a mysterious realm.

Heaven, consummation!

This is the soul power that touches the golden fairy realm.

The treasures around him exuded a trace of auspicious light, reflecting Han Muye's soul.

The golden light of the soul was intertwined, and Han Muye's entire body was contained in it, as if it was constantly sublimating.

It is true that Han Muye's soul power has not improved so rapidly since arriving in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

In his mind, within Shenzang, there seemed to be a whispering mysterious sound.

Standing with eyes closed, Han Muye's body was surrounded by Baoguang, blending continuously.

preach.

Teaching.

Confused.

With the help of these treasures, Cangyun Xianjun, who is also a disciple of Xianzun, passed on his own way of cultivation to Han Muye.

He practiced for tens of thousands of years in his life, and he gave Han Muye unreservedly what he had learned and understood throughout his life.

When Han Muye opened his eyes, the precious light around him had disappeared.

All the treasures are sinking in his dantian's sea of ​​qi, slowly warming up.

The lava below slowly receded, and the clouds between the surrounding sky and the earth also slowly dissipated.

"Thank you, brother."

Han Muye bowed towards the empty world and spoke softly.

There are countless cultivators like Cangyun Xianjun in the world, so that the practice in the world will not stop.

The weak in the world can defy the sky and ascend to the heavens because of these inheritances.

Since I was born as a creature here, why can't I set foot on the sky?

Since he has come to this world of practice, why can't he let Han Muye also step on the top of the world and have a look at the scenery?

The aura all over his body became light, and all the bloody aura accumulated on Han Muye's body dissipated.

What I seek is the avenue of heaven and earth, to observe the scenery of the world, not to fight fiercely with others.

Cultivation is not just about killing, but also upholding righteousness.

From coming to the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the fights along the way, the killing power accumulated along the way, all fell into the killing sword in his mind.

The killing sword vibrated and roared, and the light of the sword converged, turning into a green and black sword, simple and unadorned.

Treasures are self-deprecating.

As soon as he stretched out his robes, Han Muye's figure moved, and the sword light went straight up to the sky.

It's time to go to Fenghou Ridge in Qiling Prefecture.

—————

The strong wind swayed wantonly, and the roaring sound was ear-piercing between the sky and the earth.

Between the ups and downs of the mountains, there are chaotic rocks, like broken swords.

Here is Fenghou Ridge.

"boom--"

There was a cracking sound, and a golden knife light shone.

Then the lavender lightning interlaced, collided with the knife light, and shattered the knife light.

"Elder sister, let's go!"

With a loud shout, Qin Zhaoyuan, who was covered in purple thunder, punched down, knocking back the big man with black armor and leopard head standing in front of him.

Behind him, dozens of figures rushed out protecting one of them, a blood-stained, pale thirty-year-old female cultivator.

It is said that everyone in Jinglei Pirates was born as an orphan. They were brought up by an old man surnamed Qin. After the old man passed away, his only daughter, Qin Ziyue, took on the responsibility of raising the orphans.

Qin Ziyue was also respected as the eldest sister by the crowd.

At this time, Qin Zhaoyuan tried his best to rescue Qin Ziyue who was imprisoned in Fenghouling.

With the help of Zhulong Trading Company, they managed to get rid of the guards and rescued Qin Ziyue who was imprisoned, but they were stopped halfway away.

Fenghou Ridge is the foundation of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, and it is really too difficult to save people in such places.

The army intercepted them, if the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King hadn't taken the strong away, they would have been captured by this time.

Qin Zhaoyuan's combat power is tyrannical, but it is not enough to break through the army.

"boom--"

Qin Zhaoyuan punched out again, and the phantom of a roaring purple mad lion emerged, and three majestic lights and shadows descended in front of him, smashing the shadow of the fist, and then turning it into a net of light, engulfing the mad lion.

"Scatter!" A stern voice sounded.

"Boom—"

The golden light net directly shredded the figure of the wild lion.

Qin Zhaoyuan's face turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps.

"Purple Electric Skynet!"

With surprise on his face, he looked at the three falling figures.

The three immortal cultivators in leather armor and holding pale golden spears stood indifferently with solemn expressions.

"Qin Ziyue, you can't escape." The eyes of the person in front fell on Qin Ziyue who was being supported, with a cold look in his eyes.

Qin Ziyue raised her head, a trace of disdain appeared on her pale face.

"Zidian, Jinglei, Gale, I, Jinglei, are as famous as you Zidian, what a shame."

With a sneer, Qin Ziyue shouted in a low voice: "What is it about the bitter fairyland? It's just Xiangtian's lackey."

"It's better to train the Taoist sect and give it to Xiangtian's dog."

Her words caused anger to appear on the faces of the Jinglei Bandits around her.

Whether it is Gale Wind or Thunder, although there are forces behind it to support them, they are not ordered by others.

Originally, Zidian was also like this. It was a maverick, and it was regarded as a model of resistance to oppression in the realm of bitter immortals.

But when the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King swept across the Kuxian Realm, the creatures in the Kuxian Realm discovered that there was a Zidian Pirate under the command of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King.

These Zidian pirates with purple battle guns, fast speed and powerful combat power, are doing their best to scout and inspect the army of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King.

Such performance caused an uproar in the entire Kuxian Domain.

"A running dog?" The leading Zidian bandit leader shook his head, and said flatly, "You ignorant ant, how do you know what a noble status I am as a Zidian guard?"

"Hmph, of course it's impossible for these lower realm reptiles to—" the Zidian thief beside him stopped talking halfway.

"kill."

Without hesitation, three purple lights flashed and hit Qin Zhaoyuan.

"Master Six, be careful."

Standing behind, Du Qiang shouted, and his figure flashed beside Qin Zhaoyuan, waving a golden folding fan in his hand.

Together with Qin Zhaoyuan's fist, the folding fan hit the three lightning bolts.

Du Qiang was knocked into the air, while Qin Zhaoyuan was locked by three lightning bolts.

"The scattered Primordial bloodlines are of little use, so take them away first." The Zidian thief in the lead shouted, and the spear in his hand triggered a dark golden lightning, falling towards Qin Zhaoyuan.

Behind Qin Zhaoyuan, a group of thunder robbers and the guards of Zhulong Trading Company shouted forward, but they were stopped by a flash of lightning.

Ahead, dozens of Zidian master pirates also wearing leather armor and holding purple battle guns appeared.

"Hurry up and protect eldest sister, get out of here!" Qin Zhaoyuan gritted his teeth, the lightning surged from his body and turned into a ball of thunder.

This is a reversal of his bloodline power.

Such is the power of the bloodline of the Zidian lion. When it goes berserk, it can gather ten times and dozens of times of power, making it extremely brave.

But after the First World War, his strength dissipated and his muscles and bones were shattered.

In Thunder Pirates, several powerhouses fell like this.

The courage of Jinglei lies in fighting without fear of life and death.

"Xiao Liu..." Tears welled up in Qin Ziyue's eyes, but he was powerless to stop them.

The strength in her body was locked, and even the cave was broken. If it wasn't for the usefulness of her blood, she might have been beheaded.

The ball of light on Qin Zhaoyuan's body was blazing, and finally wrapped his body and turned into a ten-foot-tall purple wild lion.

The wild lion roared, and its anger condensed into thousands of thunderballs.

In front, no matter if it was the Zidian Pirate master or the generals under the command of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, they all had to retreat.

"Reverse the bloodline, turn into a wild monster, don't be a good person, but come to be a beast."

"Hmph, stubbornness."

A voice sounded, and a middle-aged cultivator wearing a purple robe and shining golden fairy light fell down.

Behind him, thirteen purple battle guns floated.

"It's you!" Seeing Fei Luo's figure, Qin Ziyue whispered.

"Yunlan Daoist Baiyunzi, are you the King of Zidian?"

The elite of the Yunlan Dao Sect, known as the first among the younger generation to step into the Golden Immortal level.

Such a character turned out to be the most mysterious Purple Electric King among the Purple Electric Pirates!

With the arrival of Bai Yunzi today, is the adultery between the Daoist sect and the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King already undisguised?

"Wanchong City has been captured, and 70% of the Kuxian Domain has been controlled by the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King. Do you think there is still a chance to leave?"

Bai Yunzi's eyes fell on the purple wild lion transformed by Qin Zhaoyuan, and the eyes were full of light.

"The crazy lion is the most suitable for guarding the house. The cave of this seat is short of a guardian beast. Come with me and save your life."

Turning her head to look at Qin Ziyue, Bai Yunzi said lightly, "If the Immortal Demon King didn't need the power of your blood, I would have taken you away."

"Roar--"

Qin Zhaoyuan, who turned into a purple wild lion, flew up, and the purple thunder balls around him smashed towards Baiyunzi.

The tyranny of these thunder lights turned the surrounding void world into nothingness.

In the sky, Qin Zhaoyuan's cave world emerged, where the overflowing thunder and the purple thunder ball collided and fell towards Bai Yunzi.

This blow, the Immortal Realm does not have the power to transform the void, so it will definitely not be able to take it.

"Hmph, it's just the power of ants." Seeing the thunder light scattered, Bai Yunzi snorted coldly, raised her hand, and thirteen purple spears flew out directly.

The lightning on the spear collided with the thunderball.

Those lightning balls directly disappeared invisible.

crush!

The thunder light gathered by the blood of the ancient lion was completely suppressed and absorbed in front of the purple spear.

"Xiao Liu came back, he used the Daomen's thunder and fire art to gather heaven, earth, cloud and thunder. Your blood is weak and can't stop it."

Qin Ziyue drank loudly, a purple golden light flashed in his eyes.

She took a step forward, and a thunderous thunder surged from her body.

Lei Guang turned into a big hand, grabbed Qin Zhaoyuan's body, and pressed it lightly.

Qin Zhaoyuan turned back into a human form with a look of grief on his face.

"Sister!" He gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Xiao Liu, Jinglei will be left to you from now on." Qin Ziyue whispered, and the thunder light on his body turned into a blaze.

A thousand-foot-thousand-foot purple wild lion figure appeared, and then disappeared.

When she reappeared, her whole body had turned into a purple beast of the ancient prehistoric lion clan, the Thunder Lion that swallowed the sky.

This is a powerful bloodline with the highest combat power in the prehistoric times. It is the ancestral source of the Zidian Lion. It has a strong physical body and the power to control thunder.

"Hehe, this is what the Demon King needs." Bai Yunzi laughed, with a smug look on her face.

"General Akabane, the blood of the Heaven Swallowing Thunder Lion has been stimulated, and I will leave the rest to you." On Bai Yunzi's body, golden lightning flashed.

On Fenghou Ridge, a cloud of fire descended.

In the first battle, a bird wearing a scarlet jersey turned the two knives in his hands into ten thousand zhang chains and wrapped them around Leishi.

"Take the others away, Lord Demon King has promised." The bird will drink in the first battle, and the ten thousand-zhang chain will lock the lion that swallows the sky.

"The Scarlet Feather Demon King, here, one of the big demon kings has surrendered..." Du Qiang looked at the general who locked Leishi in that blow, and murmured, his face pale.

The Great Demon King is at least at the peak of Void Transformation.

Will such a strong man surrender?

"Haha, then I won't be polite, my Dujin Valley is short of mining guys." Bai Yunzi laughed and waved her hand.

A series of purple spears fell downwards, arousing the purple thunder light and turning them into golden nets.

Whether it was Jinglei Pirates or Du Qiang, the strong men of the Dragon Building Firm, they were all locked up by lightning.

The lightning interweaves, pulling everyone together and flying towards the sky.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Is the person from Zhulong Trading Company you took away if you wanted?"

A dragon claw slapped down, shattering the electric light.

"Canglang—"

On the other side, a ray of sword light pierced the sky, and beheaded the Chiyu Demon King.

"Birdman." There was a voice of shouting and cursing.

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