Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The body of the Purgatory Blood Demon Dragon hovered, appearing majestic and ferocious in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.

Like the dragon scales of gold and black shields, they shine brightly.

The words of the magic dragon came out of the light curtain clearly.

In front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, those elders smiled and shook their heads.

Everyone in the God Realm knows Huang Zhenxiong's temperament.

But this guy is extremely valued by the seniors of his sect.

The sect he belongs to has connections with the strong men in the Zhoutian battlefield, even Shenyuan Tiangong will give face.

"Add." The owner of Tiangong waved his hand and said loudly: "Add 100 million divine crystals to him, plus a chance to practice in Tiangong Mushenchi."

The method of practice of the gods, because it can directly reach the source, is easily assimilated by the way of heaven, and eventually loses itself.

Shenyuan Tiangong controls the means of purifying divinity, which can keep the strong man who has gathered the divine crystal to the extreme to keep his mind and soul clear, and will not be assimilated.

This is also the reason why Shenyuan Tiangong can always control the God Realm and rank first in the sect.

Entering the Cleansing Mushen Pool is what the peak powerhouses of the Immortal Monarch Realm from all over the world seek, and it is an opportunity to help them step into the Immortal Venerable Realm.

The voice of the Palace Master of Tiangong came into the light curtain, and the magic dragon in the light curtain grinned.

"Roar--"

With the roar of the magic dragon, countless flying dragons rushed out of the entire island.

The sky and the earth are concealed by the color of blue and black.

Such momentum made the Palace Master of Tiangong smile.

"Although this Huang Zhenxiong is a guy who has no money and can't afford it early, he can do things beautifully."

The dragon that covers the sky and the sun is extremely impactful.

Such a big force is just to kill Han Muye.

Only with such power and influence can the majesty of Shenyuan Tiangong be displayed.

"Where's Han Muye?" An elder said in front of the light curtain of Tiangong.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and couldn't help being stunned.

The Sky Blue Bull Python that had rushed into the forest did not know when it came back again, quickly pawed on all fours, dug out a dirt cave, and then burrowed in, leaving only a long tail, which turned into three feet of grass.

Really, insidious.

"Hmph, there is no pattern to speak of in such deeds."

"As soon as Huang Zhenxiong's magic dragon army arrives, it will directly crush this son and even the mountains here."

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Outsiders only think that Han Muye is an extremely sinister person living in the prehistoric world.

In fact, he is really chasing.

But at this time, he was studying his own practice method, to survive the subsequent transformation of the true spirit.

Under the chaotic rocks and mud, his eyes shone brightly.

Under the skin of the Azure Bull Python, the blood and qi flowed all over his body.

From an earthworm to a powerful one-horned dragon, and then from a one-horned dragon to a demon blood dragon.

This is the process of the transformation of the true spirit, and it is also the process of Han Muye's perception of the way of cultivation.

When the true spirit changed before, he had entrusted the power of his soul and blood to Kunwu's heavenly way.

Heaven reincarnates, and then feeds itself back.

Han Muye could feel the joy of Kunwu Tiandao.

This is the last heaven and earth in the prehistoric world, and it is the strongest power of heaven in this world.

The rules here are also the roughest, most primitive, and most tyrannical outside of the prehistoric world.

"boom--"

There was a roar on the mountain.

The protruding long tail can sense that there are giant beasts fighting in the mountains here.

He quietly retracted the long tail, and then probed a little deeper.

"This guy, are you so careful?" Outside the light curtain, seeing the man with the long tail twitching on the ground, he opened his mouth a little dumbfounded.

It's just two ordinary wild beasts. With Han Muye's current strength, he can completely crush them. There's really no need to be so stubborn.

"Stab—"

A light blade shot out from a distance, tearing the bodies of the two fighting beasts apart.

The powerhouses in front of the light curtain shook their heads.

"The Quguang Tiger Beast can turn into a light blade with the power of the scorching sun, making it invincible."

"This kind of powerful tiger beast already belongs to the Tianhuang class."

It can only be said that in the prehistoric land, lingering is the best choice.

The people in front of the light curtain were silent, watching a golden tiger with a length of less than ten feet stepping forward, strangely holding two giant beasts with a height of one hundred feet in its mouth, and dragging them away.

On the ground, the gravel was crushed into powder, and the blood flowed and soaked in the soil.

Half a day later, many strange beasts came to compete for the blood-soaked soil.

Then, their figures disappeared in place.

"Roar--"

With a roar, a huge black leopard with white stripes rushed out.

The tail of the Azure Bull Python that hadn't been pulled back was torn apart by the magic leopard's claws.

From the long tail, a long blue dragon tail protruded, and it slammed on the top of the leopard's head with a "slap".

Outside the light curtain, everyone can feel that the magic leopard is a little confused at this moment.

There is some confusion in the eyes.

How could there be a dragon's tail in the tail of the Azure Bull Python?

Before it could react, a pair of sharp claws came out from the ground and grabbed his hind feet.

"Stab—"

Blood splattered.

By the time the leopard howled in pain and wanted to find the murderer, there was no trace of the enemy in the surrounding area.

Unwillingly roaring and howling in pain, the magic leopard stretched out its feet and grabbed the ground.

The excavated soil turned into half a mountain, and nothing was obtained.

In the end, the magic leopard limped, turned around and ran into the forest.

A group of alien beasts followed quietly.

They didn't see it, but behind the strange beast, two blue-gray grass sprouts followed slowly.

Half a day later, roars resounded in the mountains and forests, blood splashed and went straight to the sky.

After half a day, the leopard's broken body was dragged back by two green grasses, and then slowly fell into the soil, becoming a part of the mountain bag.

From the beginning to the end, no one has seen what kind of creature killed the magic leopard.

No one knew how the two plants of grass brought the magic leopard back.

A hundred days later, thunderclouds gathered in the sky.

"This guy is going to cross the catastrophe again."

Someone whispered.

"The third transformation of the true spirit?" Looking at the body of the Azure Bull Python protruding from the ground in the light curtain, an old man in front of a light curtain in the God Realm said in a deep voice.

Many great sects in the God Realm already know that the method Han Muye cultivated is the true spirit cultivation method passed down in the Great Wilderness Era.

This practice method is not difficult at the beginning, but the more difficult it is to improve as it progresses.

In today's practice world, the method of true spirit cultivation has long been abandoned, and this method has lost its inheritance.

Recently, after watching Han Muye's true spiritual practice, many big sects have brought this method out.

Needless to say, after some confirmation, it is indeed rewarding.

"boom--"

Above the sky, thunder roared down.

The magic dragon transformed by Han Muye flew into the sky.

At this moment, he displayed the tyranny that swallowed everything and the arrogance that looked down on the world.

dragon!

A golden light shone above the horns on top of his head.

"boom--"

The thunder light descended, smashing down the body of the long dragon.

The outer skin of the Azure Bull Python shattered into pieces and was burned cleanly in the flames.

The body of the devil blood dragon covered in golden light is revealed.

"Roar--"

In the distance, a black tiger shadow rushed forward.

But the tiger was locked by the thunder light around Jiaolong's body, and its body trembled and fell.

Heavenly Tribulation is not only a test for the Demon Blood Flood Dragon, but also a protection for him.

This catastrophe is driven by the way of heaven. Who dares to imagine how strong the power of the way of heaven is in Kunwu?

"boom--"

Another thunderbolt with blue flame descended.

The dragon roared and soared into the sky.

The scale armor all over his body was shattered by the lightning, and then the sky and the earth were full of demonic blood.

There is fear in many strange beasts around.

This thunder seemed to split their bodies into pieces.

This fear of heaven made them run away nervously.

There are also those who are not afraid of death, just like the black tiger before, they rushed forward.

Without exception, all of them were surrounded by lightning.

"Roar--"

The long dragon roared up to the sky, showing its might.

The scales all over his body turned into gold, and there was a golden light shining in his eyes.

Under the thunder calamity, Han Muye completed the third transformation of the true spirit, turning into a red sky yellow dragon!

This is the genus of the beast in the prehistoric world, and it is of the wild level!

With the achievement of Tianhuang-level power, the strange beasts around were trembling.

Chitian Huanglong's body was entrenched in midair, and flames were spitting out from its mouth.

This blaze directly turned all the alien beasts that were about to surround and kill him into roasted alien beasts.

With a movement of his body, he rushed to the ground, and the two hundred-foot-long huge yellow dragon dragged all the strange beasts into the ground unceremoniously.

This scene left everyone speechless.

You are all powerful divine beasts at the Tianhuang level, why are you still so stubborn?

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide?" In front of the light curtain of Tiangong, watching Han Muye shrunk into the soil, the Palace Master of Tiangong snorted coldly.

The others looked calm.

Not to mention that Han Muye's spirit has been controlled by those spirit beasts, even if he doesn't control it, if Huang Zhenxiong takes action, this guy will die.

The third change of the true spirit, the strength is already a strong person in the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Even though this was just the infatuation into Kunwu, Han Muye could still have a very deep understanding.

With such power, he can easily deal with the Immortal Monarch Realm.

No wonder Xiang Liuyun dared to face the siege of the three hundred immortals.

This is the perception of one's own power, and also a clear understanding of the power of heaven and earth.

"Om—"

Around his body, the golden scales slowly melted into ashes, and the power of the blood began to flow.

Shrunk in the dirt, he began to deduce the next true spirit change.

After stepping into the third transformation of the true spirit, he has a different understanding of the power of blood.

If it is the blood of the dragon, he has come to an end at this time.

But if he switches to other dragon powers, he still has a long way to go.

As long as he pursues it, he can obtain different powers, and then find the opportunity for the fourth transformation of blood power.

Those divine beasts in the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, as well as those strong men who have achieved the three transformations of the true spirit, are far from truly reaching the end of their cultivation.

The fourth change of the true spirit should be the precipitation of blood power.

On the hillside, a blue-gray stone popped out.

The boulder spiraled like a mass of twisted roots.

Just on the top of the root of the tree, there are two huge eyes.

Like a boulder, the stone sits and watches the strange beasts fighting around.

Then those seriously injured beasts came to the hillside to recuperate and disappeared.

Those victorious beasts dragged their trophies over and disappeared.

There were also many strange beasts who wanted to rest under the big tree, and disappeared on the hillside.

This scene, even those strong men in front of the light curtain, could hardly stand it anymore.

"Generally, when there are 10,000 people left in the third round, it will end, right?"

"Let's end soon, the third round of this year's summit is probably the most boring third round."

"And the funniest third round."

...

Kunwu, before the endless mountains.

After the stones transformed by Han Muye stood upright for a month, the originally empty sky suddenly turned into darkness.

The roar of the Dragon Clan sounded.

Above the sky in the distance, huge dragons with a length of hundreds of feet flew towards them.

The boundless power of the sky is oppressing, and the whole world seems to be shattered.

No matter whether it was a big tree or a strange beast, they were all trembling under the body of the dragon that covered the sky and the sun.

"Here we come!" Someone gritted his teeth and roared in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.

"Here we come!" Someone exclaimed in front of the light curtains that hadn't been closed yet.

The stone that Han Muye had turned into looked up, and the blue-gray color on his body turned into golden yellow.

A huge demon dragon flew down, standing in front of Han Muye, the red sky dragon, like a mountain peak.

"You are Han Muye?" Demon Dragon spat out human words.

The sound first stunned everyone in front of the light curtain, and then widened their eyes.

This is the soul incarnation of a strong immortal!

Only the soul of the immortal and strong can speak without being controlled by the Dao of the prehistoric world.

"Really, Shenyuan Tiangong doesn't even want face..." Someone whispered coldly.

First, he turned Han Muye into an earthworm, and then asked the Immortal Venerable to intercept and kill him.

How bullying is this?

Doesn't an ordinary cultivator just want to step into the God Realm?

Isn't it just relying on one's own strength, wanting to be valued by the God Realm?

What's wrong?

Why kill them all?

At this time, the sect of the gods and the world of the fairy world, which are still open with light curtains, are all powerful existences.

These people never hated Shenyuan Tiangong like they do now.

"Roar--"

The Scarlet Sky Yellow Dragon transformed by Han Muye roared, causing countless dragons to roar.

A huge black dragon with a length of three hundred feet rammed towards the yellow dragon transformed by Han Muye.

It's just that before it bumped into Han Muye, the leading dragon had already thrown it out with one tail.

"Are you fucking blind?"

"Shenyuan Tiangong told me that Han Muye is a demon blood dragon, and this guy is a yellow dragon, a yellow dragon!"

Stretching out its claws to pat the body of the Huanglong transformed by Han Muye, the thousand-foot dragon grinned, "Don't worry, I, Huang Zhenxiong, will cover you from now on."

...

Before all the light curtains, there was a sluggishness.

This immortal, is he stupid?

In front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, several Taoist priests turned their heads to look at their palace lord with blank expressions on their faces.

Fortunately, the expression on the face of his palace lord is quite normal.

"boom--"

In the distance, a giant wolf covered in blood feathers spread its wings and rushed towards the group of dragons.

"Bloodling Sirius?"

The Demon Dragon standing in front of Han Muye grinned: "A mighty beast of the Tianhuang level, it's a big treat..."

With a roar, the dragon flew out.

With its claws stretched out and its long tail slashed down, the dragon showed a desperately powerful power.

Every blow caused the surrounding world to collapse, and pieces of broken space disappeared.

It took half an hour for the magic dragon to tear the body of that day's Huang-level blood-ling Sirius into pieces.

The blood scattered, and the demon dragon threw a section of the body of the blood-feathered sky wolf to the side of the Huanglong transformed by Han Muye.

"Eat, look at your little bean sprout-like body."

...

Outside the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, an elder frowned and said, "Send a message to Huang Zhenxiong and tell him that Huanglong is Han Muye."

"This Han Muye is really weird, he can switch between different bloodline powers."

Don't say that Huang Zhenxiong didn't recognize Han Muye in front of him, even if they hadn't seen Han Muye's transformation process, they wouldn't know that the Huanglong in front of him was that little earthworm...

"Elder, do you really want to send a message?" The Taoist sitting in front turned around and said in a low voice: "If you don't say it, it will attract the attention of all parties, but just this one time, it will cost several million divine crystals. Elder, come out ?"

The elder was taken aback, and turned his head away.

The others looked at each other and turned their heads away.

No one is willing to take out these millions of divine crystals.

In the light curtain, there are constantly powerful alien beasts challenging the dragon.

Prehistoric lions and savage beasts, iron-armored explosive flame tigers, Xiaoyuehuntian wolves...

The bodies of different kinds of beasts were torn to pieces, and the magic dragon enthusiastically distributed them to Huanglong.

The bloody halo on Huanglong's body was so bright that it could be seen with the naked eye.

"Has he reached the third turn of the true spirit?" Looking at the yellow dragon in the light curtain, the golden bird whispered.

"Really." Hun Huan nodded, frowning and said: "If he enters the fourth-turn true spirit realm in Kunwu, and his strength reaches the peak of the Tianhuang level, I'm afraid he will attract the attention of those real powerhouses."

He pondered for a while, then smiled lightly and said: "Forget it, there are still more than 30,000 participants of the peak meeting who have not come out, let them hurry up."

As his words fell, the roaring sound of heaven and earth in the light curtain spread through.

"Beast tide!"

"The power of heaven and earth in the prehistoric land has changed!"

Soon, more souls shattered, some returned to their bodies, and some fell directly, never to return.

At this time, Han Muye also reached the critical point of the four turns of the true spirit.

"boom--"

In the sky, there is a flash of thunder.

"Crossing the catastrophe?" the demon dragon grinned and said, "Take a good time to cross the catastrophe, and I will help you block those guys who come to disturb you."

In the distance, more and more powerful beasts were attracted by the thunder.

Han Muye looked at the thunder light between the sky and the earth, and nodded slightly.

"Roar--"

Flying up, this time Han Muye didn't stop at all, and rushed directly into the thunder.

In the thunder light, countless golden lights shone, enveloping Huanglong's body.

The thunder light not only wrapped Huanglong's body, but also spread around.

This kind of heavenly tribulation power that has never appeared in Kunwu has made many Kunwu beasts curious.

But these beasts were blocked by the dragon in front.

The magic dragon continued to attack, leading the group behind him, and defeated all the beasts.

The body of Huang Zhenxiong's magic dragon began to swell, and it seemed that the more he fought, the stronger he became.

Streams of blood-colored light converged around him, and above his head, there were five golden circles of light revolving impressively.

"This is a guy comparable to the fifth turn of the true spirit." In front of the light curtain, the golden bird fluttered its wings and said in a low voice: "This guy is too strong, and Han Muye may not be his opponent."

"Can you take his soul when he comes out?"

Hearing what the golden bird said, Hun Chao hesitated and shook his head.

"If he falls early, I can accept it, but if not, there is nothing I can do."

"I'm just the spirit of this formation," said Hun Huan with a trace of melancholy on his face, "I'm not me anymore..."

"boom--"

In the light curtain, the thunder light dissipated.

A five-hundred-foot-long cyan dragon appeared in front of everyone.

"Mythical beast Azure Dragon!"

"How did his blood turn into the Azure Dragon Divine Beast?"

mythical beast.

This is the Qinglong, the top divine beast of the prehistoric level.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, your bloodline is very pure."

Ahead, the voice of the magic dragon came.

Han Muye's green dragon opened its mouth, and a mouthful of blue flames spewed out.

The flames enveloped the bodies of the surrounding dragons.

Enveloped by the flames, not only were these dragons not injured, but they were covered in golden light, as if their strength had been greatly improved.

The power of the green dragon, in the prehistoric world, is the head of the four divine beasts, thick and pure, capable of suppressing evil and delusion.

The blood power of the magic dragon is full of evil. At this time, it is suppressed by the flames, without the intrusion of various chaotic forces, and the strength of each one suddenly increases.

"Roar--"

The cyan flame enveloped the dragon transformed by Huang Zhenxiong at the front.

On the top of the dragon's head, endless golden light gathered to form a halo.

"Six revolutions of the true spirit!"

Outside the light curtain, someone exclaimed.

"This guy is really talented..." Someone whispered softly in a huge palace in the God Realm.

"In this way, the ancestor will probably value him even more."

In the light curtain, a pair of black-gold wings spread out from the back of the magic dragon whose strength has been further improved.

Roaring up to the sky, the magic dragon tore apart the divine beast in front of him with one claw.

"boom--"

Qinglong flew up, rushed to the side of the magic dragon, and fought with those beasts together.

The change that Han Muye induced the Heavenly Tribulation really caught the attention of the strong among Kunwu.

This battle has almost no end.

Divine beasts, strange beasts, a chaotic battle.

The body of the green dragon transformed by Han Muye continued to expand.

But compared with the magic dragon around him, it is still much worse.

For a year, Qinglong and Molong led the army to challenge everywhere.

Whether it was a divine beast that the world had seen, or a strange beast that had never been seen, they had all fought.

In the light curtain, you can see a huge beast that is thousands or even ten thousand feet long, tearing up half of the sky with a single claw. Even the magic dragon and the green dragon can only retreat while fighting together.

There is also the ape who is short in stature, but extremely powerful, and with just a flicker, throws a magic dragon away.

The Kunpeng giant bird that can transform into a flying roc, and the ancient Cangyuan dragon whose blood power directly crushed the demon dragon and the green dragon, but was finally killed by their joint efforts.

...

When Qinglong attracted the thunder calamity for the fifth time, the sky and the earth shook, and the entire light curtain began to tremble.

Countless Kunwu powerhouses turned their attention to the place where the catastrophe landed.

The power of heaven and earth in Kunwu also really began to change.

This change will slowly affect the world until it finally transforms.

The demon dragon roared, tore the Thunder Tribulation apart with one claw, and then grinned at the green dragon beside him.

"This guy is too strong!"

"It's over, with this person here, Han Muye must die."

With a whisper, all the scenes in the light curtain disappeared.

"The third round, it's over..."

In the end, the 10,000 elites who returned with their spirits and spirits intact all showed surprise on their faces.

Their experience in that prehistoric world was really too shocking.

"Is this the Great Desolation?"

"Those beasts are really too strong..."

There were horror and regret on the faces of those people.

There is also an unspeakable excitement.

They actually walked through the prehistoric times.

Han Muye opened his eyes, with a hint of emotion on his face: "This is Kunwu."

Only he knows that all of them went to Kunwu.

"The divine beasts in Kunwu have already sensed your soul breath, especially those who have fallen into it, and their soul imprints will become a clear mark."

Hun Huan's eyes fell on Han Muye, and he said in a low voice, "The strong ones in Kunwu will most likely step into the fairy world."

Stepping into fairyland?

Han Muye frowned.

"Don't think too much, the fourth round of the Summit is about to begin." The golden bird flapped its wings, flew to Han Muye's shoulder, and said solemnly, "You give up, that Huang Zhenxiong is too strong."