Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Han Muye has searched for a long time in the galaxy universe, isn't it just for this prehistoric battle puppet armor?

At this time, in front of him were at least five remnants of prehistoric-level war puppets, each of which was a thousand feet high, and their bodies were solidified like mountains.

These war puppets have been here for countless years, no one controls them, and they can no longer control them.

There are not enough god-level puppet masters in Cold Moon City, nor are there enough god-level weapon refiners.

These broken war puppets can be placed here, continuously disassembled, and the parts are assembled on other low-level war puppets.

From the memory of the war puppet with imitation Honghuang-level arm, Han Muye could see the shadows of various war puppets in this square.

So he didn't want to wait any longer, and went directly to Cold Moon City.

Such a good thing as the Great War Puppet can only be disassembled for parts?

What a waste of money!

How good would it be to take the remnants of these prehistoric battle puppets?

"who!"

"kill!"

Several voices sounded, and the clouds around Hanyue City stirred instantly.

A god-level battle puppet and a god-level battle armor appeared, sealing off the space around Han Muye.

The powerful force hit the void, causing the surrounding void power to turn into colorful streamers.

The large formation in Cold Moon City is activated, so that the movement here will not escape and let other places know.

Han Muye didn't move.

He waited until all the blockades were completed before showing a smile on his face.

"boom--"

A slightly broken war puppet flew down.

There is a huge piercing wound on the shoulder armor of this war puppet, and a golden halo shines through one arm.

"It's Zhao Quan's war puppet!"

"He is the one who killed Zhao Quan!"

The roar on the square and the sound of the war puppet's activation rang together.

Several nine-level puppets flew towards Han Muye.

At level nine, the speed and strength are already extremely tyrannical, coupled with the suppression of the large force here, the space around Han Muye's body has been absolutely locked.

Even a strong man who is good at the power of space cannot escape in this square.

If you provoke Cold Moon City and kill the elders of Cold Moon City, this person will die!

On Han Muye's arm, the golden spear imprint trembled.

It seems that they want to fight.

"Little guy, do you think he can use you?" Jinniao's voice was full of teasing.

There was also laughter from Jin Zhu on the side.

The golden spear imprint was a little confused.

There are so many god-level powerhouses, and there are even those who are not inferior to that god-level war puppet. With so many enemies, don't you need a battle gun?

"Om—"

Snatched from Zhao Quan's hands, the body of the trembling sound came from the broken war puppet.

The battle puppet was activated, and the evil spirit and blood spirit energy intertwined all over his body, making a streamer shine around him.

In the hands of the war puppet, a long knife swung down with a cold light.

The war puppet was seriously injured, and his movements were a little uncoordinated.

The movement of the knife is somewhat deformed and weird.

But the speed of the knife light was extremely fast, and it slashed on the first god-level war puppet who rushed forward.

"Stab—"

The long knife drew a streamer on Zhan Puppet's body, and then with the force of this knife, his figure retreated.

The beheaded war puppet paused slightly, except for a shallow mark left on his body, there was no major damage.

"His strength is not as strong as he thought!" The god-level puppet master controlling the war puppet shouted.

If it's not as strong as you think, then don't be afraid.

All the puppets and the armored masters who had already been covered by the armor swarmed up.

The broken war puppet held a long knife and retreated while fighting.

"Om—"

The spear imprint on Han Muye's arm vibrated, turning into a phantom and flying aside.

He really can't wait.

With so many god-level powerhouses, they can fight well!

Jinniao and Hundang laughed lightly.

The old man transformed by the Five Elements Stove stroked his beard and shook his head slightly.

The phantom of the gun was a little dazed.

What did I do wrong?

"Look at his battle puppet, although he is retreating, has he been hit?" the voice of the golden bird came.

Being hit?

No.

The war puppet was deformed because of his broken body, but when he retreated, every step was just right.

Whether it's the opponent's war puppet or the armored master wearing a battle armor, every blow lands in the air.

Sky Slaughter Gun was a little surprised.

What kind of manipulation is this possible?

Under the siege of dozens of god-level powerhouses, can they dodge with such precision?

"Look again, where does he land every time he makes a shot." The Five Elements Stove also spoke.

The Broken War Puppet was messed up.

Either chop to this side or chop to the other side.

But as long as you make a move, you can hit it.

Moreover, if you take a few more glances, you will find that he only split the four war puppets in front of him.

What's even more frightening is that the position of each of his slashes overlaps with the previous knife marks.

The most frightening thing is that between the overlapping knife marks, there is a trace of knife light imprint superimposed, and the superimposed position is the position where every knife fell before.

That is to say, it seems that dozens of knives may be chopped or chopped, but in each of the knives, there is a point that is overlapped and hit.

The broken war puppet walked around the square, and the traces of the knife became more and more messy, as if it was completely unstoppable.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the war puppet was finally stabbed by a spear.

But at this time, the sword light of the war puppets was no longer the same as the four war puppets before, and several war puppets had changed their armor.

The light of the knife converged and was caught by a snare formed by a stream of light.

At this time, the war puppet has been so dilapidated that it cannot be added.

One arm was severed, and half of the body was shattered.

His body was covered in scars, and his outer armor was all broken.

"Boom—"

A spear pierced the war puppet's body and fixed the war puppet in place.

The war puppet was completely destroyed, unable to resist.

The strong men of Hanyue City in the square did not feel the slightest excitement, but all of them looked dignified.

So many of them teamed up to defeat this battle puppet.

But this war puppet is not the war puppet controlled by the person who invaded Cold Moon City, but Zhao Quan's war puppet.

What kind of puppet master is able to control other people's war puppets, and be able to resist dozens of god-level powerhouses like them alone?

Then if he controls his war puppet, how powerful will it be?

OK.

So when the broken war puppet was nailed to death, everyone immediately wanted to look at Han Muye who finally appeared from behind the war puppet's body.

The phantom of the spear shook again.

This time, it's his turn to make a move, right?

Unfortunately, Han Muye seemed to completely ignore his existence.

Looking around, Han Muye smiled and whispered, "The formation here is really good."

"You can rest assured that you can make a shot..."

Take it easy.

As his voice fell, endless sword lights rose behind him.

He has been in Xinghe Universe for so long, he almost forgot that he is a sword cultivator.

The sword light rises and shines instantly.

The dazzling light tore open the void in front of him, piercing directly into the bodies of every war puppet and battle armor.

No one can block his sword.

The strength of the soul and the physical body are combined, and each of these sword lights is blessed with the power of rules.

In this cosmic world where there is no power of heaven to suppress, the power of rules can be brought into full play.

Each sword light can directly defeat a strong immortal.

If a god-level cultivator in the Galaxy Universe controls the Great Desolate War Puppet, his combat power will surpass that of the Great Desolate Universe Immortal Venerable.

Just a prehistoric battle puppet can sweep away the immortals.

But without being in charge of the prehistoric war puppet, these god-level combat powers are no stronger than ordinary immortals.

Even, it can only be stronger than Xianjun, but not Xianzun's opponent.

Originally, Han Muye thought that the holy armor master and the puppet master could sweep the realm of immortal monarchs.

Only later did he realize that without the Primordial Battle Puppet Battle Armor, the god level in the galaxy universe is much weaker than imagined.

The most important reason for this is that the cultivation of the galaxy universe has declined too much.

Back then, the prehistoric-level battle armor and puppets broke through all universes, and the cosmic-level battle puppets dominated the formation and crushed one side of the world. How strong was the Galaxy Universe back then?

The sword light was struck out, and each sword light pierced the place where the long knife fell before.

That is to say, the point where countless knife marks intersected and overlapped before.

Like breaking open tofu, every sword light pierced straight into the body of the war puppet armor.

The lethality of each of these sword lights is extremely strong.

When it pierced into the point where the knife marks had overlapped before, the sword light exploded.

All the puppets didn't move for a moment.

All the armors were blown apart, and the Armor Master who controlled the armors retreated palely.

The Heaven Slaughter Spear let out a horrifying sound.

This sword technique is ridiculously strong.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye looked at those strong men in Cold Moon City who were defeated by a single sword.

He raised his hand and lightly pressed on the body of a prehistoric battle puppet beside him.

"Om—"

There was a soft rumbling sound, and the memory of this war puppet emerged in Han Muye's mind.

The memory is very far away and very vast.

Very surprised.

From the memory of this war puppet, he actually saw the shadow of the prehistoric universe.

This is a war puppet who participated in the conquest of the prehistoric universe back then!

The one who forged the war puppet was a powerful craftsman.

At that time, there were many such powerful refiners in the galaxy universe.

At that time, the Galaxy Universe conquered each of the cosmic civilizations, brought back various precious spiritual materials, and made them into various advanced parts.

A prehistoric level war puppet is not the pinnacle, but the beginning.

What all powerful refiners pursue is to create a cosmic battle puppet or armor.

The prehistoric level war puppet battle armor is only used to conquer all universes.

Many refiners rushed into all universes with puppet masters and armor masters, and after conquering, they left behind the parts of the cosmic soldiers or battle armors and puppets they refined.

Because this battle puppet armor needs the warmth of the universe world.

In a big world, only one cosmic-level soldier can be raised.

But those refiners couldn't wait.

At the cost of the collapse of the world, they warmed up their weapons and the bodies of war puppets and armored bodies in one after another cosmic worlds.

In the memory of this war puppet, he saw the demise of at least three cosmic civilizations.

In other words, at least three cosmic-level war puppets and warriors were fed out.

The prehistoric world has also been warmed up with a warrior.

Not a handle.

It is a cosmic war puppet placed in two places. Combined together is a complete battle puppet.

One, in the head of the dragon crocodile.

One, in a certain place on the Zhoutian battlefield.

The head of the dragon crocodile is in Kunwu.

Kunwu is a relic of the Great Desolation, and I thought that the aura of the Great Desolation slowly melted away because of the melting of the Dao.

It turned out not to be.

It was because the body of the cosmic battle puppet extracted Kunwu's origin.

In the memory of the remnant body of the primordial-level war puppet on the square, there are other places where several other cosmic-level war puppets are hidden.

The refiner that this war puppet follows is a powerful man who can refine cosmic level war puppets.

This strong man and his puppet master, Yu Jiashi, are also members of the Pantheon.

Later, as someone discovered, the people in the Pantheon were secretly nurturing cosmic-level war puppets in the galaxy universe.

The war is imminent.

In the end, the original galaxy universe fell apart, and the powerful each controlled their own big cities and fell into the void.

The broken Galaxy World is in ruins.

Except for some ancient remnants who are willing to stay in the Galaxy World, everyone else has gone to the big city in the void.

But between the big cities, the battle was even more tragic.

Many great cities have fallen in the midst of scrambling for resources.

Cold Moon City is one of them.

The Pantheon also had to disappear, leaving only the Temple of Trading.

Most of the strong men in Cold Moon City fell during the battle.

Some of their war puppet battle armor stayed and put them on the square.

That powerful craftsman didn't know whether to leave or perish in the end, anyway, no one in Cold Moon City inherited his legacy.

In other words, Cold Moon City actually has no owner.

Slowly withdrawing his palm, looking at the terrified experts of Cold Moon City, Han Muye smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance."

"Let's see what it looks like when god-level powerhouses team up to control a prehistoric battle puppet."

God-level powerhouses are powerful because they can control prehistoric-level battle puppets.

These powerful battle puppets inherited from ancient times can shatter the world with one blow.

Those god-level powerhouses glanced at each other, with layers of divine light shining on their bodies.

"boom--"

In the rear, a bright moon rose above the black hall.

The bright moon was like a wheel, and it flew down on the square in an instant.

The bright moon rotated and condensed into a black armored puppet.

The body of the war puppet is only more than eight feet tall, holding a long sword in his hand, and his face is no different from that of a human being.

The refinement of this battle puppet is extremely fine.

The war puppet pointed forward with his long sword, looking at Han Muye.

Behind the war puppet, it can be seen that the power of the soul of those god-level armored puppet masters has been urged to the extreme.

It was the spiritual power of these people that supported the actions of this prehistoric battle puppet.

"Prehistoric level war puppet."

"A true prehistoric battle puppet."

Beside Han Muye, there was a voice whispering.

"Let me go." The golden bird flapped its wings.

"Shall I come to play?" There was a trace of longing in the Chaos Golden Pearl.

"Ahem, actually, I can also fight." The old man transformed by the Five Elements Stove puffed out his chest.

The Heaven Slaughter Spear vibrated, trying to get into Han Muye's palm.

It's just that Han Muye didn't pay attention to them at all.

A set of black battle armor emerged from his body.

Prehistoric Battle Armor!

When Han Muye was in the Ruins Realm, he got a set of prehistoric battle armor.

The battle armor at that time was broken.

Later, this battle armor was repaired by him with the body of a Kui ox. Not only has it been restored, but its strength has also been greatly improved.

A layer of bloody light armor covered the armor.

This is the power of the bloodline formation, in order to consolidate the power of the battle armor.

A black long sword appeared in Han Muye's hand.

This is the long sword condensed from his true spirit bone.

A long sword with more than a hundred gods gathered, and the power of the town is sealed.

Cosmic warriors.

Sky Slaughter Zhanqiang seemed to be petrified by this scene.

He thought he was Han Muye's reliance.

Now look at it, isn't it a burden?

Is it me, Gao Pan?

"boom--"

Three sky-supporting long swords floated around Han Muye's body.

Killing Immortal Sword.

Absolute Immortal Sword.

Trapped fairy sword.

Han Muye's Primordial Spirit Sword was revealed for the first time outside the prehistoric universe.

This is also the first time he has used all the swords of the primordial spirit together.

"I hope you can make me happy."

Looking at the prehistoric battle puppet in front of him, Han Muye whispered to himself, with suppressed excitement in his voice.

"This kid, I'm going to play for real." Jinniao's voice was also full of excitement.

"The inheritance of the prehistoric world is no worse than that of the galaxy and the universe." In the chaotic voice, there was unwillingness and expectation.

"boom--"

The sword light converged, and it roared down.