Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 778 Please baby, turn around

Back then, the Jinwu clan gathered together to form the Jinwu Altar with the power of the clan.

The power of the Golden Crow was once the last force to support the prehistoric world.

When the scorching sun is in the sky, everything grows.

It was the sacrifice of the Jinwu clan that allowed the continuation of the prehistoric creatures.

The Golden Crow clan insisted on relying on the power of the whole clan to change the rules of the entire prehistoric world.

And the Five Elements God Furnace itself is also a prehistoric beast.

He was sealed into the sacred furnace by a powerful and powerful man, and turned into a treasure of refining equipment that is hard to find in the world.

This method also changed the rules of heaven and earth.

The Five Elements Stove has never been mentioned, who made the Sacred Stove back then.

Maybe he really didn't know, or maybe he was too in awe of that person.

At this time, coming outside the space where Ziyang City is located, this feeling of changing the power of heaven and earth made them experience the change of power of heaven and earth again.

That Ziyang city lord is already a powerful person who can change the rules?

A gleam of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

If Xu Ziyang is really such a strong man, who in the world can make him disappear?

Is Lu Yue Sword God a level strong?

"Someone."

The God Slayer Battle Puppet standing beside Han Muye shouted, and with a movement, he was already floating in front of him.

He was the fastest, and Hun Tuan and Jin Wu were a step behind.

Han Muye looked up into the distance.

A stream of light, dragging the bright stream of light, flies away.

It was a flying boat.

Not one, but at least five airships.

"It's from Linglong City." Lu Zixu narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Han Muye.

"Brother Han, I'm afraid it's aimed at you."

"Om—"

In front of the void, a series of light curtains rose.

In the light curtain, more than a dozen prehistoric war puppets could be seen making moves and surrounding a war puppet wearing black armor.

Xia Ruzhe.

The one who was surrounded was Xia Ruzhe, who had already turned into a chaos-level war puppet.

Xia Ruzhe's combat strength is indeed tyrannical, with all his strength, every blow can tear apart the surrounding world.

But the surrounding void was imprisoned, even with Xia Ruzhe's power, he couldn't escape.

"Haha, just because you want to catch someone Xia?"

"I've made Linglong City uneasy for you these days, right?"

"Your losses cannot be made up for in a hundred thousand years, right?"

Xia Ruzhe, who was surrounded by several prehistoric war puppets and sealed off his space, laughed.

There is endless tyrannical power rising from him.

"When you beheaded my only son, I was determined to take revenge."

"Now, that's enough."

"Enough is enough—"

Amidst the long laughter, Xia Ruzhe's body suddenly shattered.

The body of a war puppet that surpassed the prehistoric level shattered.

Such a scene directly exploded all the prehistoric battle puppets surrounding them.

At least five war puppets were shattered into pieces, and the other war puppets were also damaged to varying degrees.

Dozens of god-level powerhouses vomited blood from their mouths, their faces turned pale and retreated.

Xia Ruzhe has fallen.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

In the light curtain, an old man wearing a green robe flew out, and streamers gathered between his palms.

Soul Gathering Secret Technique!

"The method of gathering souls, this is something that only a real cosmic level powerhouse can do."

"This kind of confinement of the soul power is needed when changing the bionic body."

"The person who was best at this method back then was Xu Ziyang."

The Great Zun Muyue next to Han Muye spoke solemnly, and spoke softly.

Within the light curtain, Xia Ruzhe's soul, which had been broken into countless fragments, condensed.

Let it continue to conflict and shatter, neither can escape, nor can it be shattered.

Life is better than death.

Already dead, even the remnant souls cannot escape.

Such means made everyone on Zhitian's back look solemn.

"Actually, if you go back to ancient times, you are no stranger to this kind of confinement of the soul." Venerable Mu Yue turned his head and glanced at the surrounding world.

"Fate Soul Formation Base." Han Muye said softly.

All the gods and beasts back then were extracted from their souls in this way, and they were tortured and shaped continuously.

This kind of crushing and shaping of the soul is countless times more cruel than killing it directly.

This is the method of refining the base of the soul formation.

This method has been discontinued a long time ago.

But now, in the light curtain, everyone can see it again.

The old man slowly condensed Xia Ruzhe's soul into a blue bead the size of a pigeon egg, then turned his head and looked beyond the light curtain with a strange smile on his face.

A few words were whispered out of his mouth, and then he tossed the bead.

The light curtain dissipated.

Ahead, five flying boats crossed the sky.

A tall practitioner wearing a blue battle armor flew down from the flying boat and came towards Zhitian.

Zhi Tianyu roared, and the golden light flickered on the unicorn above his head, and he picked it forward.

The green armored man snorted coldly and didn't move forward.

He held a small jade box in his hand and threw it forward.

"My lord said that if Master Han has the ability to decipher the means on this thing, he is qualified to face him directly."

"If not, it's better not to show those little tricks."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The five flying boats didn't stay any longer, and they disappeared with just one flicker.

In mid-air, God Slayer War Puppet reached out to catch the box and landed in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye opened the box, a golden light burst out from his eyes.

There was a suppressed force of blood vibrating on his body.

The moment this power appeared, Zhi Tianyu below and the several divine beasts around him all trembled.

Great Zun Mu Yue looked surprised and stared at Han Muye.

Lu Zixu's body was surrounded by streaks of golden light, and the god-level powerhouses behind him also looked at Han Muye in horror.

The power of the prehistoric overlord burst out.

This power just flashes and disappears.

Han Muye slowly closed the small box in front of him, and put it away.

Xia Ruzhe's soul.

that bead.

Now he really can't turn this bead into a soul again.

Maybe he can break through the opponent's method, but in the process of breaking through, the soul in the bead will definitely be injured.

Moreover, his research on the soul has not yet reached the level of the opponent.

On Zhitian's back, everyone was silent.

From what I saw today, the strong man behind Linglong City is truly terrifying.

This kind of strong man must have survived from ancient times.

"If I'm not mistaken, they must also be looking for Ziyang City."

Great Venerable Mu Yue turned to look at Han Muye with a serious look on his face.

"Are you still going?"

go?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

Today, the strong men of Linglong City showed a strength far beyond what was expected before.

The old man in the light curtain has even more terrifying means.

Even Lu Zixu felt a little uneasy.

Although the Lu family is one of the seven major families in the God Realm, it doesn't mean that Lu Zixu dares to offend anyone.

The domain of the gods is huge, and there are countless strong ones.

The more you don't know each other, the more careful you should be.

"Go." Han Muye's face turned calm, looking at the void in front of him.

"They are blocking and intimidating like this, it seems that Ziyang City really has rare good things."

Han Muye's eyes were suppressed by a ray of flame power, and then the aura on his body was restrained, as if there was no threat at all.

But this kind of silence, it seems that all the power is pressed at the bottom of the mountains and rivers, and it will eventually erupt.

"They are afraid that I will get the things in Ziyang City."

His words made Lu Zixu's eyes light up.

Great Venerable Mu Yue also pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

As for the Haotian Golden Crow who followed Han Muye, they didn't care.

They are not too big a deal.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Wuxing Shenlu let out a low cry, and a blue whirlwind was already brought up outside his body.

The whirlwinds criss-crossed, condensed into a pair of wings, spread out, and a radius of hundreds of feet was covered with jade-colored streamers.

This streamer blessed Zhitianyu below, making Zhitianyu, who was already extremely fast, turn into an illusion.

When Han Muye was refining the bodies of the three divine beasts, according to their respective characteristics, he helped them refine enough battle puppets to show off their abilities.

The three divine beasts, that is, the Haotian Golden Crow are blessed with the means of focusing on fighting, and the Chaos and the Five Elements Divine Furnace are more used in other attribute powers.

For example, the chaotic golden beads can use the power of formations to confine the space, split into thousands, and create illusions.

The means of the Five Elements God Furnace is mainly a combination of various attribute powers.

Han Muye had communicated with them during the refining process, and they all felt that doing so was in line with the way of refining weapons.

At this time, the blessing of the wind attribute power of the Five Elements God Furnace can make Zhi Tianyu much faster.

"Good method." A god-level powerhouse behind Lu Zixu whispered, looking at the Five Elements Stove in front of him, his eyes flickered.

The old man wore two badges on his chest.

A god-level armor master, a god-level craftsman.

Zhi Tianyu flew away, following the guidance on the jade slips, traveling through the void.

In the surrounding space, there seems to be more and more distorted power arousing.

A day later, the Haotian Golden Crow, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boy Han, I seem to have sensed the power of the Golden Crow."

His words made everyone around him stand up.

Han Muye nodded, and raised his hand to point out a golden light.

He also has the power of the Golden Crow, and the power of his blood is not weaker than that of the Haotian Golden Crow.

Chaoyang, scorching sun, scorching sun, Blazing Sun Golden Crow, Yongming Golden Crow, Great Sun Golden Crow, the blood power of the Golden Crow clan is the limit at the Great Sun Golden Crow Realm.

The Haotian Golden Crow sublimated because it turned itself into a great sun, and its soul came out of its body.

His bloodline strength is at the same level as Han Muye's.

They are all in the realm of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

This is the limit of the Jinwu clan.

"Om—"

The golden Golden Crow's power turned into an arrow, leading Zhi Tianyu to turn to one side.

The divine beast knocked away all kinds of boulders blocking the way in the void, and crushed the strange beasts scattered in the void.

An illusory avenue appeared in front of him.

Light.

It was a light.

purple light.

"There is no light in the world..."

Haotian Jinwu closed his eyes and whispered softly.

Even in the body of a war puppet, he can still see his excitement.

"I sensed it."

"This is the power of my Golden Crow clan."

"It must be the ancestors of my Jinwu clan, they came to the galaxy universe."

"They must have forged Ziyang City—"

With a low growl, Haotian Jinwu opened his eyes.

His eyes widened, staring at everything in front of him.

What a scene!

The bodies of ninety-nine golden crows were scattered all around.

These three-legged Golden Crows all had their eyes closed, and their long golden feathers spread out.

Above the Jinwu's neck, a thick black chain locked its body tightly.

On the chain, the purple streamer looks like a giant beast from ancient times, capturing all the golden crows.

The power of blood!

With stronger blood power, gather the power to suppress the ninety-nine Golden Crows, and then let these Golden Crows carry a big city.

What a big city this is!

Stretching for thousands of miles, palaces are suspended.

Endless purple flames, constantly shining and staggering.

Golden Crow Divine Flame.

This iron chain, the flame rising from the city and palace, is a divine flame that is much higher than the Great Sun Golden Crow flame.

"Why……"

Haotian Jinwu looked at the scene in front of him and murmured.

A sense of endless sadness emerged from his body.

Even if it's just the body of a war puppet, it still can't hide this sadness.

Han Muye slowly clenched his fists.

He also has the blood power of the Golden Crow clan.

"Om—"

Above his head, a black long sword flew out, roaring and shaking.

On the edge of the sword, one after another golden marks lit up.

This is the long sword condensed by Han Muye's own Golden Crow True Spirit Bone, representing the power of the Golden Crow clan.

The moment the long sword appeared, all the ninety-nine Golden Crows in front shook.

"Om—"

All the purple chains are radiant.

These streams of light gathered together and became a huge golden crow phantom covering the entire Ziyang City.

The purple Golden Crow has a streamer looking down upon the world in its eyes.

The streamer turned and landed on the long sword above Han Muye's head.

"Om—"

The long sword began to vibrate, and the divine lines on it seemed to disintegrate.

This is the suppression from the power of the blood!

The purple Golden Crow in front of him showed blood power that far surpassed that of Han Muye and the Haotian Golden Crow.

How could there be such power of the Golden Crow in the world?

When Jin Wu's eyes turned to this side, Zhi Tianyu's body couldn't support anymore, he stopped immediately, and then his body turned into the size of a palm, trembling.

All the people on Zhitianyu's back were under the gaze of the Golden Crow, and their bodies were imprisoned.

That is the power of the soul that is so powerful that it is boundless, and the bloodline level that is so strong.

With this kind of suppression, none of them could move an inch.

In the world, is there really such a powerful beast?

Prehistoric Overlord?

I'm afraid that such spiritual power can suppress the prehistoric overlord.

Among the five overlords of the Great Desolation, none possessed such powerful spiritual power.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the Great Master Mu Yue, Lu Zixu, or the other gods behind them, their bodies seemed to be distorted.

If this continues, everyone will be crushed directly!

Han Muye's face was serious, all the soul power in the divine treasure was gathered.

Three long swords emerged.

Killing Immortal Sword.

Absolute Immortal Sword.

Trapped fairy sword.

Three long swords flew out, condensed into one sword, and then slashed at the purple Golden Crow in front of it.

"boom--"

The long sword cut through the void in front of it, and hit the top of the Purple Golden Crow's head.

The sword light shattered and turned into three long swords again.

The long sword was suspended, pouring the endless spiritual light in the sword body into the illusory body of the Golden Crow.

"Chirp—"

The purple Golden Crow spread its wings and let out a long howl.

The three long swords flew back upside down. Hitting in front of Han Muye.

This is the first time that the sword of Yuanshen transformed by the soul has returned without success.

Han Muye felt as if his whole body was being torn apart.

But he knew this was not the time to be negligent.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye stared at the purple Golden Crow in front of him, and behind him, a black sword box appeared.

He squeezed the sword formula in his hand and pointed forward slowly.

"Please baby."

"Turn around—"