Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Where is the legacy!

The Nine Spirits Demon King stared at Han Muye: "Why should I trust you?"

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, and in his palm, a jade-colored disc spun gently.

Sprue plate.

This thing is the thing that bears the Dao, and it also has a natural response to all kinds of treasures in the world.

With this disk in hand, you can definitely find the relics.

More importantly, this treasure is the treasure kept in the hands of Xianjun.

The existence of this treasure shows that Han Muye has obtained a part of Xianjun's legacy.

"good."

The Demon King of Nine Spirits nodded and looked up at Ba Snake in the distance.

He opened his mouth, and a mysterious force shook his body.

Ba Snake over there also roared, and then transformed into a tall man in black armor, holding a pumpkin sledgehammer in his hand.

"Old Nine, did you lie to me?" The big man looked at the Nine Spirits Demon King and asked in a deep voice.

The Demon King of Nine Spirits glanced at Han Muye, and with a movement, he was already standing with the big man transformed by Ba Snake.

Chen Zhulong and Zhou Sheng also retreated to Han Muye's side.

In a low voice, Han Muye briefly stated his speculations and the things about Xianjun's legacy.

It's not the legacy of Cangyun Xianjun, it's the legacy of that immortal monarch of the God Realm.

Cangyun Xianjun's legacy is already in Han Muye's hands, so he can't share it with others.

As for the legacy of the Immortal Monarch of the God Realm, I am afraid it will not be so easy to obtain.

"Xiangtian Immortal Demon King was indeed besieged by Li Yungang and the others." Zhou Sheng's eyes flickered.

The rise of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King has threatened the layout of the major sects.

Not to mention the unification of the Kuxian Domain, which is not a good thing for the big sects, just say that the chaos in the Kuxian Domain and the scattered creatures have affected all parties.

Business is not easy.

Therefore, experts from all sides came to surround and kill the Xiangtian Immortal and Demon King.

What I didn't expect was that the strength of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King was beyond imagination.

"As you said, Master Dazong has the heart to besiege and kill the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, but he did not expect that he has already touched the edge of the Immortal Lord, and now everyone is on the verge of riding a tiger."

"However, each sect has sent strong men to bring treasures."

"As long as the treasure comes to the Kuxian Realm, the Soaring Heaven Immortal Demon King will definitely give it the head."

Zhou Sheng said softly.

The power of the treasure in the hands of the strong, and the increase after that power is matched, is unimaginable.

Many sects do not have strong immortal kings, but they can stand tall in the immortal world because the immortal treasures in their hands fit with the inheritance of the sect, and their combat power can be greatly increased.

"The legacy of a strong man in the God Realm, no wonder the Soaring Heaven Immortal Demon King can soar into the sky in such a short period of time."

Hearing Han Muye's words, Chen Zhulong's eyes sparkled, and he spoke in a low voice.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King relies on a treasure to be able to traverse the realm of bitter immortals.

It turned out that this was the treasure left by Xianjun.

If he could get the legacy of this fairy king, even if he didn't have the rampant ability of the Xiangtian fairy king, it wouldn't be too bad.

Over there, the two demon kings Xiushe and Jiuling have also agreed.

As the strongest among the demon kings, it is impossible for Xiu Snake and Jiu Ling to completely surrender to the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King.

The reason for the Nine Spirits Demon King to turn around at this time is to obtain the legacy of the Immortal Monarch while the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King has not returned.

"Okay, let's look for the relics first. As for the ownership of the treasures, each depends on his own ability." The big man transformed into a snake cultivator gave a low voice, and the golden hammer in his hand turned into golden wings.

Jiuling also turned into nine paths, eight of which are all illusory, floating like clouds.

The wine gourd in Zhou Sheng's hand turned into a height of ten feet. He turned over and landed on it, unable to move.

The wings behind Chen Zhulong spread out and turned into golden streamers.

Everyone got ready and turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye turned the jade plate in his hand, a golden halo was drawn out, and then flew forward.

Han Muye turned into sword light and followed the jade plate.

Everyone followed.

Han Muye did not stop at the original location of Fenghou Ridge, and passed through it.

Until thousands of miles away, in a wilderness, Han Muye stopped Jian Guang.

"This is where Xianjun's legacy is."

Han Muye whispered, raised his hand and clapped it.

"boom--"

The jade plate collided with the immortal light, causing the immortal energy to vibrate across thousands of miles, and together they pressed down on the wilderness half a mile below.

Half a mile of land exploded instantly.

A dark passage appeared there, interlaced with fairy light and thick divine light.

"Shenguang!" The Nine Spirits Demon King moved and flew down.

Snake Xiu also followed closely behind, and stepped forward with one step.

"Be careful." Looking at the black beam of light, Zhou Sheng whispered to Han Muye, and then flew down.

Chen Zhulong also nodded towards Han Muye, and then crashed into the beam of light.

Since it was hidden in front of Xianjun, who would hesitate?

Cultivated to the realm of the Golden Immortal, at this time, the firmness of mind is unparalleled.

Seeing them all stepping into the beam of light, Han Muye raised his hand to put away the jade plate in front of him, and then drove the sword light straight into it.

As soon as he entered the beam of light, he felt a surge of power pouring into his body.

Spirit of God.

This is the power that can only be obtained after the immortal aura is purified incomparably.

For the strong Golden Immortal, the spirit of the fairy can't make their cultivation level go further. Only the energy of the divine source is the source of condensedness after stepping into the Golden Immortal.

After the Golden Immortal, the power of practice is not only the way of heaven and earth, but also has its own rules.

It was only after Han Muye stepped into the Golden Immortal Realm with his soul power that he perceived such power and rules.

"Om—"

Around him, a faint divine light flooded into his body.

The condensed divine energy made his immortal energy begin to condense.

Where outsiders could not see, traces of divine energy fell into his mind and poured into the killing sword.

The killing sword vibrated, and the condensed spiritual energy was continuously purified.

This is a sublimation of endless power.

On the killing sword, Dao Dao divine patterns emerged.

It seems that this is what the sword really looks like.

This spirit of divine origin is really a good thing for Han Muye.

Like an introduction, it completely changed the attributes of the power in his body.

After practicing in the future, his power level will increase countless times without knowing it.

"boom--"

Ahead, there was a roaring sound.

The sword light and the demon light began to collide.

Han Muye knew that it was Zhou Sheng Jiuling Demon King and the others who were attacking.

Their alliance is very fragile, and no one will abide by the agreement after entering the treasure of Xianjun.

As the Snake Demon King said, treasures depend on chance.

Isn't the so-called opportunity the strength?

"when--"

A ray of sword light tore through the black space, allowing Han Muye to see the scene ahead.

An empty hall hangs silently, and above the hall, black warrior puppets stand upright.

Outside the main hall, there are ninety-nine floors of golden steps. On the steps, there are red divine patterns shining, as if they are alive.

On the steps, there were long swords, spears, and battle knives scattered about.

In the middle of the main hall is a big bluish-gray floating tripod.

In the depths of the main hall, at the top of the throne, there is a multicolored feather fan.

At this time, Zhou Sheng, Jiu Ling and others were fighting in the square in front of the steps.

Every time the four strong Jinxians clashed, the surrounding black beams of light vibrated.

Han Muye moved and landed on the golden stone steps, reaching out to grab a golden long sword.

The sword is three feet long, and the edge of the sword is full of brilliance, revealing a halo that is not found in the inheritance of refining weapons in the fairy world.

With the infusion of sword energy, one picture after another flashed in Han Muye's mind.

The standard saber in the God Realm comes from the Luoyuan God Realm in the Zhoutian God Realm, and is refined by Wanbingfang.

This sword is the Chongtianwei standard saber of the Dangyuan Sect in the Luoyuan God Realm, which controls the law enforcement power of the sect.

This sword once had the power of a spiritual treasure, but it was broken later.

One picture after another appeared in Han Muye's mind.

"I see."

Gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, Han Muye turned his head to look at the main hall, with a hint of fear and joy in his eyes.

"Dangyuan Sect Great Elder Mingyuan Xianjun."

With a soft voice, he stepped back.

Although Immortal Cangyun plotted against Immortal Mingyuan and let him fall here, this strong man in the God Realm also made some arrangements at the last moment.

Like here.

For example, the big tripod and the lupine.

The biggest layout among them is the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King and his demon clan.

If he hadn't seen these memories, Han Muye would have set foot in the hall immediately.

Now, he chooses to back off.

"boom--"

Behind him, an illusory figure appeared and slapped him on the head.

It is a clone of the Nine Spirits Demon King.

Now that Han Muye is here, it is impossible for him to escape unscathed.

What's more, Han Muye also has a treasure in his hand, which is something Jiuling and Xiushe don't want to let go.

"Om—"

Han Muye raised his hand and stabbed out with the sword, pushing Xu Ying's palm against it.

This sword blocked a blow from a clone of a strong Jinxian.

This sword surpassed the power that a heavenly immortal should have!

"Om—"

With a flash of sword light, Han Muye stood still in place.

His appearance changed the tense battle situation at once.

Whether it was the Nine Spirits Demon King or Zhou Sheng, they all scattered, flew down the stone steps, picked up a few treasures, and rushed into the hall.

The real treasure is in the main hall.

This is not the time to fight, the real thing is to get more treasures.

"Om—"

The moment the Nine Spirit Demon King stepped into the hall, all the black-armored puppets in the hall opened their eyes.

The bloody divine light immediately covered the body of the Nine Spirit Demon King.

The Snake Demon King, Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong who followed closely behind him were all covered by divine light, surrounded by black-armored puppets.

Han Muye fell outside the main hall, did not step forward, but kept his eyes fixed on the front.

The secret he saw from the long sword made him extremely cautious at this time.

He didn't want to set foot in the layout of a strong immortal monarch.

Turning his head to look at the stone steps below, a deep aura flashed in his eyes.

"Boom—"

The black-armored puppet struck, but the golden hammer in the palm of the Snake Demon King blocked it, and then retreated continuously.

"What a lot of strength!" The Snake Cultivator Demon King let out a low voice.

He has the blood of Ba Snake, even if a mountain of ten thousand feet falls down on him, he can easily block it.

At this time, when the puppet hit him, he felt soft.

"Hmph." The Nine Spirit Demon King turned into Nine Dao, passed through the black-armored puppets, and flew towards the throne at the top of the hall.

On the throne, there is a multicolored feather fan.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King can rise to become the strongest demon king in the Kuxian Realm just by grasping a black and white fan.

This multicolored fan is obviously more miraculous than the black and white fan.

Seeing the Demon King of Nine Spirits trying to grab the colorful fan, Xiuxiu's complexion changed, and he stepped out with a single step, and the golden hammer in his palm slammed down hard.

"boom--"

The black-armored puppet standing in front of him shattered.

The Demon King Snake Cultivator knocked out, followed behind the Demon King Nine Spirits, and headed towards the head.

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong looked at each other, and just about to catch up, they were shocked, and turned to look at Han Muye at the door.

Han Muye shook his head slightly.

Hesitation flashed across the faces of the two, but they still moved back.

But at this moment, the bodies of the Nine Spirits Demon King and the Snake Cultivator Demon King suddenly stopped.

Golden light shone from the gray and black cauldron in front of them, covering them.

"Wan Lian Shen Guang!"

Zhou Sheng turned pale and let out a low voice.

"This is the means of becoming famous for the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, why is it here?" Chen Zhulong also revealed a look of surprise on his face, and said in a low voice.

The cauldron vibrated, and golden light flashed on it.

The Nine Spirits Demon King and the Snake Cultivator Demon King roared loudly, showing fear on their faces.

But they couldn't get rid of the suppression of that golden light at all.

"Hmph, you dare to betray this king." A voice sounded from the top of the hall.

A figure in a light golden robe landed in front of the throne, raised his hand, and held the colorful feather fan.

"Zhoutian Yunjing Fan, hehe, I have been waiting for this treasure for a hundred thousand years."

The figure in the pale gold robe took out a black and white feather fan with the other hand, turned his head, and looked at Han Muye who hadn't stepped outside the hall with a smile on his face.

"Boy, I have to thank you."

"If you didn't take the initiative to open this place, how could this king get in?"

With a thin face, eagle eyes and long eyebrows, there are endless starlight flashing in the eyes.

Both Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong's expressions changed drastically, and they whispered: "Xiangtian Fairy Demon King!"

Fear flashed across the faces of the two demon kings Jiuling and Xiuxiu.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King in front of him gave a long laugh, ignoring Jiuling and Xiuxiu, raised his hand, and merged the two feather fans into one.

"Om—"

The originally multicolored lupine and the black and white lupine were combined into one fan of seven colors.

The seven-color fan rushed to the top of the hall, directly condensing into a hundred-foot colorful light.

"boom--"

The light was downward, echoing the golden light on the blue-gray cauldron.

The Qi and blood of the two demon kings, Jiuling and Xiushe, were drawn away and turned into two phantoms.

The blood of the ancient divine beast is directly deprived!

The bodies of the two were crooked and curled up, turning into the bones of two monsters.

In the Golden Immortal Realm, the demon king who touched the Great Luo Realm was killed just like that.

Two balls of golden light flickered, merged into a lavender light, and then fell into the light above the head.

Colorful, turn into eight colors!

Xiangtian Fairy Demon King let out a long laugh, spread out layers of wings behind his back, and transformed into a big white bird with golden wings and golden eyes.

"Great wind!" Zhou Sheng held the long sword in his hand and opened his mouth cautiously.

The ancient mythical beast, Gale.

The divine bird that claims to be able to control the vicissitudes of the world.

The divine bird Gale also has the blood of the Phoenix. It is said that he is the brother of the Phoenix and belongs to the same ethnic group as the peacock.

"Hehe, let's talk about the old days after I refine your blood power and turn it into the ninth scene in my Zhou Tianyun Scenery fan." Xiangtian Xianyaowang said with a smile.

He raised his hand to press down, and the endless fairy light and divine light intertwined in the entire hall.

The divine light in the cauldron exploded, shattering the entire hall.

The main hall turned into a blue-gray streamer, enveloping Zhou Sheng, Chen Zhulong, and Han Muye who hadn't stepped in at the door.

When the Immortal Demon King attacked, the three of them had no power to fight back.

There are countless worlds between the power of a fairy king and the golden fairy realm.

"Boy, what's the next move?" Zhou Sheng's sword was shaking, and the sword light was shining all over his body, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Chen Zhulong also clenched his teeth and looked at Han Muye.

The thunder light of Kui Niu flickered around Han Muye's body, and the sword light flickered on his body.

He looked around and shouted: "Senior Zhu Ming, Han Muye, a junior disciple of the Xuanling Sword Sect, invites you to show your sword!"

Seniors, please show your sword!

Zhu Ming!

Mysterious Spirit Sword Sect Great Luo Sword Immortal Zhu Ming!

Zhou Sheng trembled all over, his eyes widened.

"Om—"

With a loud bang, the surrounding space turned into a bluish-gray sword light.

"Hehe, this old man was invited by Senior Brother Cangyun to come to Kuxian Realm to kill the invading enemies from the God Realm."

"The life-consuming arrangement finally came in handy today."

With a chuckle, all the swords in the void merged into one.

A cyan sword descended from the sky, and it slashed down, smashing the eight-colored light into pieces.

All the light scattered and fell into the cauldron.

The face of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, who was originally full of excitement, changed drastically. The wings behind him spread out, and a burst of thunder and wind exploded.

"Xiangtian, your opponent is me." A voice sounded, and a blue long sword went straight into the void.

Li Yungang.

Li Yungang, who was wearing a green robe, was full of arrogance. He stepped forward with one step, and his body surged with the thunderous power that only Da Luo Jinxian had.

"Elder Zhu Ming, long time no see." Li Yungang shouted, and then raised his hand to guide the long sword to collide with Lei Guang and Gang Feng.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King in front of him snorted coldly, his wings fluttered, thunder and strong wind continued.

"Li Yungang, you are courting death."

Li Yungang smiled, blending with the sword light left by Zhu Ming around him, his aura grew stronger, and when he stabbed out with the sword, he shattered the void.

The shattered void exploded, enveloping Li Yungang and Xiangtian Immortal Demon King in it.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King snorted coldly, spread out his wings behind his back, and entangled with Li Yungang's sword light.

The sword light transformed by Zhu Ming also fell into it.

The battle beyond the realm of Daluo, leaving this world.

If the strong Da Luo strikes with all his strength in the fairy world, it will cause the world to collapse.

But the greater possibility is to trigger an attack from this side of the world.

The power of one world in the fairy world, even the fairy king would not dare to accept it.

Only void is Da Luo's battlefield.

But in an instant, only Han Muye, Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong were left in this empty space.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the cauldron with eight-colored halos flashing.

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong also looked at the cauldron.

"This treasure..." Chen Zhulong shook his head, took a step back and said, "I'm not sure about receiving it."

Hearing his words, Zhou Sheng also frowned and said, "Is this the art of alchemy?"

"I don't know anything about alchemy."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Han Muye with a strange look on his face: "You don't know how to make alchemy, do you?"

Opportunities in the world are sometimes so wonderful.

Han Muye knows alchemy.

He also knew what kind of pill was being smelted in the cauldron at this time.

With the power of nine ancient bloodlines, they merged into one and turned into a powerful bloodline.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a ball of golden-red blood emerged from his palm.

Canglong bloodline.

The blood of the Canglong drawn from the Yeming Golden Immortal.

As long as this thing is integrated into the cauldron, the blood in the cauldron can be fully fused and turned into a pill of the strongest bloodline.

Swallowing this pill, the blood power obtained can directly step into the Golden Immortal Realm, and then continue to nourish, Da Luo, and Xianjun are not the end.

Just integrate the power of blood.

In the future, other bloodlines can be fused, continuously improved and replaced.

The use of this kind of bloodline power is unique in the God Realm, and it is also the source of the extraction of the prehistoric bloodline.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King has been looking for a bloodline that is strong enough.

Seeing Han Muye walking forward with the blood in his hands, Zhou Sheng widened his eyes and muttered, "Really, this opportunity is really given to him..."

Chen Zhulong opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Couldn't the chance be sent to Han Muye?

Among the three people here, only Han Muye knew how to make alchemy.

The blood bead held in Han Muye's hand floated quietly.

He looked at the cauldron in front of him, the light flickered on the cauldron and shook slightly.

As long as the blood bead is suppressed, he won't need to make a move later.

This is really an opportunity sent to my own hands.

"Opportunity?"

Han Muye spoke softly, with a hint of depth in his eyes.

"Everyone wants such a chance, but it's not necessarily me..."

Han Muye raised his hand, put away the Canglong blood bead, and then slapped it hard.

"Boom—"

The big cauldron rang, and the eight colored lights seemed to explode instantly!

Don't want a chance, destroy this chance!

"Om—"

The cauldron vibrated, as if it was about to be shattered with one blow, and the golden flame under the cauldron was also flickering.

"Boy, you are really cruel..." A voice rang in Han Muye's ear.

Han Muye didn't move, he just said in a low voice, "Senior Huntian Immortal Demon King?"

Huntian Immortal Demon King, with the blood of the phoenix, a divine beast that controls the power of flames.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "It's amazing, this king hides so deeply, you can even discover it."

"Let me ask you, are you really willing to help the Yaozu?"

Helping the Yaozu, this is what Han Muye has been doing since Yunlan City.

The contract talisman and the cooperation with Zhulong Trading Company are all to help the creatures of the monster race.

Han Muye nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the cauldron.

On the cauldron, the light gathered again and became more solid.

"Okay, remember your original intention," the voice of the Immortal Demon King Huntian paused, and said softly: "The little guy is handed over to you."

"The powerhouses from all sides have arrived. I can't do much. It depends on you later."

As the voice of the Immortal Demon King Huntian fell, the cauldron in front of Han Muye shone with golden light, and the cauldron was enveloped in golden flames.

A ball of golden red blood poured into the cauldron.

The light in the cauldron instantly turned into nine colors!

Nine colors of light converged and condensed into a golden blood bead.

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly stretched out his hand, and slapped the cauldron fiercely again!

"Boom—"

The nine-color light shattered instantly, turning into countless blood droplets.

"Bold!"

"Boy, are you crazy!"

"Stop!"

In the surrounding void, several voices sounded.

A strong man surrounded by immortal light flew down.

Taoism, Yaozu, and sword repair.

Han Muye glanced over, with a smile on his face.

"I just said, if the first seat of the Zhantian Temple can be reached, why can't the powerhouses of other sects not?"

These people are all experts from various sects who besieged and killed the Xiangtian Demon King this time.

Li Yun just arrived here, so of course they also came here.

Just seeing that Han Muye was preparing to refine the pill, they were not in a hurry to make a move.

It won't be too late to snatch it after the pill is refined.

"Hmph, put that blood power into the cauldron and refine the elixir." A Taoist in black robe looked at Han Muye and hummed.

Beside him, a golden-armored monk with a blood-colored spear in his hand pointed his spear at Han Muye: "Boy, give you a hundred breaths, do it."

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong moved to stand in front of Han Muye.

"Blood War Sect Tao Renhe, I am afraid of you as the Sword Sect?" Zhou Sheng shouted coldly, the sword light flashing on his body.

The golden-armored monk on the opposite side didn't speak, and the Taoist who was carrying a long sword frowned and said softly: "Junior Brother Zhou Sheng, don't mess around, this matter has nothing to do with it."

The Taoist stepped forward and looked at Zhou Sheng: "With the activation of this bloodline pill, the Wanshou puppet in Buried Immortal City will be able to increase its power by another level."

Burial Immortal City, that is one of the Jedi in the Rain-covered Immortal Realm.

There are also the arrangements of Cangyun Xianjun back then.

This arrangement is a tyrannical puppet.

Longevity, in fact, it should be Wanshou.

This puppet is inherited from the God Realm, and based on the bloodline of the prehistoric beasts, it can display the combat power of the immortal king above the middle stage.

Without Xianzun's action, this puppet can run rampant.

Sitting in the city of burying immortals, countless foreign enemies have been buried.

However, the operation of this puppet requires a lot of consumption, and the resource support of the various sects is also distressed.

This time, he focused his attention on Kuxianyu's head, just for this precious pill that can improve the longevity of the puppet.

"Seniors, you may be wrong." Han Muye looked at the strong men from various sects on the opposite side, with a calm expression, he spoke loudly.

Thinking wrong?

Everyone was taken aback.

"The immortal master who came from the God Realm has been killed by my senior Jianzong Zhuming, and his soul has also fallen, leaving only the remnant soul, and he wants to resurrect and seize the body."

"As for the alchemy cauldron, there is no so-called bloodline alchemy at all, but," Han Muye glanced around, and said softly, "It's the relic left by senior Zhu Ming of my sword sect..."

The fairy fell and wanted to be resurrected?

There is no blood pill in the alchemy cauldron, but the legacy of the predecessors of the sword sect?

Zhou Sheng turned his head to look at Han Muye, with a strange look on his face.

Chen Zhulong also twitched the corner of his mouth.

This is really talking nonsense with your eyes open...

Zhu Ming is not in the realm of Daluo Xianjun, how could he kill Xianjun?

"Zhu Ming's legacy?" The leading Taoist on the opposite side showed disdain, and said coldly: "Jianxiu has such a little wealth, what legacy does he have—fuck!"

Han Muye slapped the cauldron with one palm, more than twenty celestial lights exploded and flew out of the cauldron!

Fairy treasures, all fairy treasures!

In an instant, these fairy treasures flew around with their long tails.

The blood beads that were scattered everywhere also turned into streamers and disappeared in a flash.

Really, there is a legacy?

"Fall!" Someone shouted and flew up.

"Good baby." Someone stepped forward, lowered the snare in his hand, and covered a subduing magic pestle.

"The treasure of my Xuanling Sword Sect, stay here." A sword cultivator flew up, and the sword light exploded.

"Bah, Xuanling Sword Sect's jingle is poor, it's still a treasure." Someone shouted coldly, causing the fairy light to flicker.

For a time, the surrounding space was turbulent, and countless halos circulated.

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong were dumbfounded.

Where did these treasures come from?

Also, where did the nine-colored light just now go?

Han Muye smiled lightly, shook his head, raised his hand to wrap the empty cauldron, and put it in his dantian.

It is not a loss to exchange twenty immortal treasures for this divine treasure with the same attributes as Lian Yuan Ding.

What's more, the nine-colored light is the real fetish.

Even if most of them have been taken away by the Immortal and Demon King Huntian, the rest, whether it is refining weapons or alchemy, are unimaginable treasures.

Looking at the turbulent world around him, Han Muye felt rather complacent.

Five million years ago, he told Tongtian Immortal Venerable that only treasures can move people's hearts.

At that time, Immortal Venerable Tongtian scattered all the treasures, allowing himself to pass on his inheritance scattered across the world, and he himself survived because of it.

The strong man in the God Realm took him but did not kill him directly, because his inheritance has not been exterminated, otherwise, Immortal Venerable Tongtian might have fallen already.

Today, Han Muye did what he said back then.

Every treasure contains the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Venerable, do you want it or not?

As long as you get the inheritance, can you still make it clear in the future?

These powerhouses from the Rain-covered Immortal Realm are still in the game.

They are all precious fairy treasures, real good things that can improve one's own combat power and sect background, don't you want to grab them?

Opportunities are ahead, whoever does not grab them will take a step back.

This is the rule of the world.

Of course, not everyone can have such handwriting.

Twenty pieces of fairy treasures, even a big sect has to go all out.

"Hey, what a pity..." Seeing the turmoil around him, Zhou Sheng muttered, his face full of regret.

He doesn't have a treasure in his hand, but he is not qualified to grab such a treasure.

Chen Zhulong also shook his head slightly.

He doesn't have that qualification either.

Half a day later, the surrounding turmoil dissipated, and Daodao's figure disappeared.

gone.

"Unfortunately, most of the treasures of senior brother Zhu Ming were snatched by these guys." There was a trace of anger on the face of the green-robed Taoist who flew down.

He and the sword cultivators behind him had one or two treasures in their hands.

When it comes to robbing things, sword repairers still take advantage of it.

"Boy Han, this is the Lord Mu Huan of my Sword Sect Xuntian Palace. His cultivation has reached the peak of Daluo, and he holds the Tianyun Sword, which can rival the Immortal Lord."

Zhou Sheng looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

The others left, but those from Jianzong stayed to meet Han Muye and the others.

Han Muye bowed hurriedly, Mu Huan waved his hands and said, "My Sword Sect doesn't have those empty etiquettes."

A small blue and yellow sword appeared in his palm and landed in front of Han Muye: "I took the opportunity that belonged to you. This sword was used for my cultivation in the Heavenly Wonderland back then. I gave it to you."

Obviously, he felt that the treasures in the cauldron should be the inheritance that Zhu Ming left to Han Muye, but now they are all gone, which is tantamount to stealing Han Muye's chance.

He is also a sincere senior.

Han Muye put away the long sword bluntly.

It's not a fairy treasure, but a sword held by a strong Daluo, in Han Muye's opinion, this sword is better than a fairy treasure.

"Boy Han, Senior Brother Zhu Ming was also one of the masters of my Heaven Xun Temple back then. You got his chance. When you have the opportunity to return to the sect, you must pass him on."

Mu Huan looked at Han Muye and spoke earnestly.

Zhu Ming's successor.

In this way, Han Muye's status in the Sword Sect is confirmed, not the successor of Guan Dongyun, but Zhu Ming's disciple.

For Han Muye who has been worrying about his identity, this is also a good thing.

"boom--"

The sky and the earth trembled, and a black beam of light appeared, tearing the entire sky and earth apart.

Li Yungang, who was in a mess, fell to the ground and looked up at the sky with a complex look on his face.

"Li Shouzuo, how are you?" Mu Huan looked at Li Yungang and said in a deep voice

"Xiangtian, no, this guy is the remnant soul of an immortal from the God Realm." Li Yungang shook his head and stood up.

"His body was cut to pieces by the sword intent of senior brother Zhu Ming and I, but unfortunately the remnant soul escaped."

Turning his head, he looked at Mu Huan, with a gloomy expression on his face: "At the critical moment, the Taoist sect helped him escape."

Daomen!

There was a hint of shock on everyone's face.

On the contrary, Han Muye knew about the collusion between Daomen and the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, but there were not many changes on the surface.

"Boy, this is the sword that Senior Brother Zhu Ming left for you." Li Yungang handed a blue long sword to Han Muye, and then said softly, "Don't disappoint Senior Brother Zhu's expectations."

Zhu Ming really left the inheritance to himself, but Han Muye didn't expect it.

He held the long sword in both hands and nodded heavily.

Whether it's Zhu Ming or others, the integrity and will shown by the Jianzong powerhouse are all outstanding.

Han Muye admired these senior sword cultivators.

"Boy, understand well, and fight me again in a few days." Li Yungang will take out a wine gourd, take a sip, and speak loudly.

Hearing his words, the surrounding sword cultivators shrank their heads.

What he fears the most is the challenge from the Ivy Sword Immortal.

Han Muye smiled wryly, "Li Shouzuo, you have already defeated the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King, what kind of sword do you want to fight with me?"

His words made Li Yungang grin.

But in the next moment, Li Yungang showed a solemn look on his face, and shook his head: "Suppressed to the same level of cultivation, I am really not your opponent."

"Next time, I will use the power of refining the void."

Lianxu versus Dongxu?

Li Yungang, Ivy Sword Immortal, thinks that he is not the opponent of Han Muye, the younger generation of Sword Sect?

Mu Huan and the others showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, and no longer refused.

"Seniors, let's go, I'm afraid this trip to the Immortal Realm will be even more chaotic." Han Muye moved and flew away.

The others glanced at each other and followed suit.

As Han Muye said, the experts from the various sects of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm gathered to besiege and kill the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King. The powerful men under the command of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King were destroyed, their bodies were shattered, and their souls disappeared.

After this battle, the Kuxian Domain, which was about to be unified, once again fell into chaos.

The great demons from all sides are gearing up to become the next demon king.

The army of the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King collapsed, and those demon kings who surrendered split up again, each leading a side.

The ones who really suffer are the low-level creatures in the realm of bitter immortals.

All of this is what the big sect of Fuyu Immortal Realm wants to see.

As for Yunlan Sword Immortal, who personally participated in all this, he did not receive much attention.

His level is still too low.

"Golden Fire?" Han Muye, who left the Kuxian Realm, stood in the boundless world, turned his head, and looked at the golden flame behind him.

In the flames, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child wearing a golden robe walked out.

There is a golden fairy light in the eyes, and the fairy marks all over the body are flashing.

On the child, there was a surge of flame light that even golden immortals would shy away from.

phoenix.

This is the purified phoenix bloodline, the true king of the flames in the world.

"Golden Huo pays homage to foster father." The child bowed to Han Muye with a solemn expression, "Without the help of foster father, Jinhuo would not be able to reincarnate his body and rebuild Nirvana."