Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Daoist Daoist spread his palms.

Five oval fiery red spirit beads of pigeon eggs, on which the sandalwood streamer is dazzling, dazzling and agile.

A charm that makes people unable to take their eyes away, condensed on the beads of light.

Fire marrow spirit crystal.

Fire is the treasure.

A Fire Marrow Spirit Crystal, worth at least 3 million Spirit Stones, in the world of practice, can lead to a half-step overhaul of the heavenly realm.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran's eyes lit up, and his breathing was much faster.

This fire marrow spirit crystal is of great help for him to step into the realm of heaven.

He raised his hand, recalled two Fire Marrow Spirit Crystals in his palm, and held them tightly.

"I thought it would be good to have one or two, but I didn't expect to have five."

"With these two, I have the confidence to step into the realm of heaven within a period of time."

Ancestor Tao Ran had a smile in his eyes, pointed at the remaining three fire marrow spirit crystals and said, "The rest should be your reward."

Can you do this?

We fought hard to survive, you take it as a reward, and then give it to me?

Han Muye glanced at Ancestor Tao Ran.

Ancestor Tao Ran also seemed embarrassed by him, and said in a low voice, "Well, aren't we working together very smoothly?"

"Don't worry, when you go to Huoyuan Palace, I will definitely help you get the Jiuyang Cultivation Technique."

Joyoung Cultivation Technique, this is why Han Muye is here.

Now, whether it is Medicine Pill or the accumulation of practice experience, it is enough.

The rest is to get the Jiuyanggong and fully practice breakthrough.

Han Muye nodded and took away the three Fire Essence Crystals in Daoist's hand.

He wouldn't tell Tao Ran's ancestors that he killed a Half Step Heaven Realm in the mine, and obtained a lot of Fire Essence Stone and Fire Essence.

This old man is very bad.

In the distance, there are also spiritual lights flying in pursuit.

Han Muye and Old Ancestor Tao Ran were too lazy to kill, so they set up Sword Ray and walked away.

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Fire Palace.

In the mountains and jungles, several Great Halls, surrounded by various buildings, form a small town.

Some of these Great Halls are covered with aura, and some are already full of cracks.

This is not so much the mountain gate of Huoyuan Palace, it is their last stronghold.

It has been besieged and suppressed for thousands of years, and the Fire Origin Palace has not had much strength to resist.

If it weren't for the secret place here, and the alliance with the practitioners of the fire source world, I am afraid that the Taoist sect would have been found and strangled long ago.

At this time, in the Great Hall of Huoyuan Palace, the palace lord Wang Luo Sheng looked solemn.

Three thousand miles away, there was news that more than a thousand practitioners had been besieged and killed.

The cultivator over there has already summoned the message, using the elder's distress signal from the Huoyuan Palace.

But in the Huoyuan Palace, there were checks everywhere, and no Elder was seen going out at all.

So, who is calling for help?

"Palace Master, I think this time = something strange, we'd better ignore it." An old man in green robe sitting below said loudly.

The breath on his body is already approaching the Golden Core stage.

Such a Cultivation Base is considered a master in the Fire Origin Palace.

Hearing his words, the others nodded and shook their heads.

"Gaomin, if that's really the fall of a Huoyuan Palace Elder, and we can't save it if we see death, wouldn't it mean that Sect's heart will be lost?"

On the other side, a middle-aged man wearing a green robe stood up, bowed to his head and said, "Sect Leader, Yu Yize is bold, ask the palace master to come to the rescue."

Please help the palace lord.

Many people in the Great Hall stared.

The entire Huoyuan Palace, if not for the Palace Master Cultivation Base, who already has the Golden Core Eighth Stage and is in charge of Magic Treasures, it would not be able to stop the people of the Misty Dao Sect.

If you want to rescue the people who are surrounded and killed, no palace lord will take action, and others will also deliver food.

"Hmph, Yu Yize, after all that, why don't you go to the rescue yourself?" A squat old man said in a deep voice with dissatisfaction on his face.

"That's right, if you don't go by yourself, you will put the Palace Master in danger, and you will be punished." Elder Gao Min, who had spoken just now, said coldly.

In the Great Hall, a noisy discussion rang out.

Yu Yize looked at the palace lord Wang Luo Sheng who was sitting upright, and said loudly, "As long as the palace lord goes, Yu Yize is willing to walk with the Sect Leader."

Really go?

His words made the Great Hall quiet.

Unconsciously, everyone looked at the palace lord who looked up.

A halo flashed in Wang Luosheng's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "This palace master is also curious, who is besieged."

"If the Taoist sect is a swindle, I also want to know what they are asking for."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, looked around and said, "This palace lord will go, and Elder Zhao Feng will temporarily take the place of the palace lord."

Below, the old man named Zhao Feng stood up and bowed.

He is the elder of the Cultivation Base in the Huoyuan Palace, second only to the palace master Wang Luo Sheng.

Gold Core Seventh Stage, extremely powerful, in the entire Fire Origin Palace, his prestige can overwhelm others.

After arranging the affairs in the palace, Wang Luosheng raised his hand, and a five-foot-long sword appeared behind him.

There was a dark red flame on the big sword, and a phantom of a fire dragon appeared on it.

"Yunlong senior, Junior is going to rescue the besieged disciples, please accompany senior."

Wang Luosheng cupped hands to the big sword and said in a deep voice.

The great sword vibrated, drawing flames, wrapping Wang Luosheng, and then turning into a ten-zhang fire dragon.

Wang Luosheng looked at Yu Yize and said, "Go."

Yu Yize nodded and then landed on the back of the Fire Dragon.

The fire dragon let out a long cry and flew away.

In the Great Hall of Huoyuan Palace, everyone looked at the distant fire dragon, pondered for a moment, and dispersed.

The fire dragon flew very fast, but for a moment, he saw the place where Sword Ray and the spiritual light collided with each other.

"what?"

Wang Luosheng, who was standing on top of the fire dragon's head, said in surprise.

"It's not that they were besieged and killed, but that they were evenly matched?"

There, Sword Ray circulated vertically and horizontally, not a one-sided slaughter.

And it can be seen that among the people surrounded, there are two Sword Rays that are extremely bright.

"Palace Master, this swordsmanship is not inherited from my Huoyuan Palace." Squinting his eyes and looking forward, Yu Yize said, "It looks like someone from the Tangshan Sword Sect."

Tangshan Sword Sect.

The name made Wang Luosheng ponder.

The Tangshan Sword Sect and Lieyang Palace jointly took charge of this world back then, and their strength was tyrannical.

But after the decline of Lieyang Palace, the Tangshan Sword Sect not only did not help, but squeezed them a lot.

Last time, people from the Tangshan Sword Sect came and kept saying that they would bring reinforcements to rescue.

Huoyuan Palace tried their best to help them leave, but after waiting for a hundred years, there was no sign of reinforcements.

If the people who were besieged and killed today were really from the Tangshan Sword Sect, Wang Luosheng really didn't want to shoot.

"Haha, is this the only thing you can do in the Taoist sect?"

"Come again-"

Below, Lu Gao's voice was arrogant and high-pitched.

Along the way, his Cultivation Base merged with the sword, and his combat power became stronger and stronger.

Sure enough, Bingjian Jue requires fighting to raise swords.

If you don't fight, you won't be able to cultivate this sword technique.

He Shao Yousun led the rescued mine slaves, who had broken through several cultivators who blocked them.

Whether it was the disciples of the Misty Dao Sect or the other Sects in the Yuntian Realm, they couldn't stop Lu Gao from doing his best.

Even Shao Yousun didn't need to draw his sword along the way.

It wasn't until two days later that they were stopped by several thousands of disciples who were led by several illusory Taoist Gold Core masters.

Those Gold Cores didn't make a move, and only let their disciples fight against Lu Gao Shao Yousun.

Obviously, these people regard Lu Gao and the others as whetstones.

Lu Gao and Shao Yousun were not polite, and they were ruthless.

After half a day of this battle, Lu Gao had already killed eight young powerhouses of the Misty Taoist Sect.

Now, in front of him, there are four people who are shooting at the same time, and each of them is the Third Stage.

The four formed a battle to entangle Lu Gao.

As for Shao Yousun, he was slow and slow, and he fought with two practitioners of Taoism.

"Bam—"

Lu Gao punched a young man with a knife back several meters. There was also a sword stabbing in his vest behind him.

The sword was so powerful that it did not penetrate his body, but also brought out a puddle of blood.

Lu Gao's expression remained unchanged, and he waved a fist, breaking the sword behind him.

Some people raised their hands in the Metaphysical Dao Sect Gold Core watching the battle.

The two disciples of Qishen quietly stepped forward and joined the battle group.

"Palace Master, this person is brave." Yu Yize said in a low voice, looking at Lu Gao's scolding and fighting appearance.

They can also see the general situation below.

Except for Shao Yousun and Lu Gao, everyone else was a low-ranking Cultivation Base, and most of them were rescued miners.

They all know about the fact that the Taoist sect uses the Huoyuanjie and Huoyuangong Xiu practitioners as mining slaves.

It's just a pity that his Cultivation Base is not powerful enough, even if he knows it, he is unable to save it.

Many seniors of Huoyuan Palace have been trapped in the mines all their lives.

It is said that the last Palace Master of Huoyuan Palace was thrown into the mine tunnel after being seriously injured, and finally fell.

"This person is worth saving." Wang Luosheng glanced over, and saw that there was no real strong person in the Taoist sect, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Since there are no masters in the Misty Dao Sect, he is not afraid of attracting siege.

Thinking of this, he caused the fire dragon to roar and appeared directly on the battle circle.

"hold head high--"

The fire dragon sighed and burned dozens of disciples of the Misty Dao Sect to ashes.

"It's Wang Luosheng of Huoyuan Palace!"

"Run away, Magic Treasures of the Huoyuan Palace, Yunlong Sword!"

The expressions of those Metaphysical Daoist Gold Cores changed rapidly, their bodies flickered, and they flew away towards the surroundings.

"Quickly inform the ancestor, Wang Luosheng is here!"

"Move the army, this place is definitely not far from the Huoyuan Palace station!"

The Gold Core cultivator and other disciples of the Misty Dao Sect shouted, while Duan Yanji and the others below were already in tears.

"Palace Master!"

"Yunlong senior, I'll have a chance to see Yunlongjian again!" Hearing their call, the fire dragon paused slightly.

Wang Luosheng nodded and said loudly: "I will kill these Gold Cores, so as not to reveal the location of my Fire Origin Palace."

After he finished speaking, he led the fire dragon and chased a Gold Core cultivator directly.

The fire dragon escaped in a single flight, and had already arrived behind the Gold Core practitioner.

With the sword in Wang Luosheng's hand, the fire dragon turned into a long sword and flashed behind the Gold Core practitioner.

The figure of the Gold Core overhaul was directly smashed, and the Gold Core was wrapped by the long sword Sword Ray, which was transformed into a fire dragon, and then shattered with a roar, and the power in it was absorbed by the long sword.

After absorbing the power of Gold Core, the long sword returned, and it seemed to be swirling around Wang Luosheng very satisfied.

Wang Luosheng sighed and said softly: "Unfortunately, my Huoyuan Palace has declined so much that I don't even dare to fight the Taoist sect head-on. The last time you slaughtered the Gold Core, Yunlong senior, was more than 30 years ago."

The long sword vibrated, as if responding.

Glancing at the other practitioners who had fled, Wang Luosheng shook his head and turned to turn around.

At this moment, a breeze appeared in front of him.

At this moment, his hair exploded, and all the Sword Intent scattered all over his body, knocking a 10-foot space out of ups and downs.

"when--"

A blue two-foot Flying Daggers appeared in front of him and was blocked by the Cloud Dragon Sword.

"Daytime Moon!"

Wang Luosheng looked solemn, staring at the Flying Daggers in front of him.

These Flying Daggers are the weapons of the Half-step Heavenly Powers of the Misty Dao Sect.

This is not only the Gold Core of the Misty Taoist Sect, but also the Half Step Heaven!

Is this a trap?

Everything, is to attract him?

"boom--"

In the distance, a cloud of gas turned into a cloud pillar and fell directly.

Wang Luosheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Shen Ziqian."

Bai Tianyue, Shen Ziqian, the two Half Step Heavenly Realm powerhouses came, not for him, but for whom?

Reaching out his hand to hold the Yunlong Sword, Wang Luosheng said solemnly, "Senior, I'm afraid we will have a hard fight today."

His voice fell, and the Yunlong Sword shook.

This made Wang Luosheng's complexion instantly pale.

He turned back and saw an old man in a black robe standing on the mountain in the distance.

"Yunhe Daoist."

Three Half step heaven!

Is this Misty Dao Sect going to destroy the Huoyuan Palace in one fell swoop?

They don't use their own people as whetstones?

It was kept as a whetstone for the disciples in the sect. Although the Huoyuan Palace was a shame, it could be passed down.

Today, why did this Misty Daoist make up his mind to destroy the Huoyuan Palace?

Wang Luosheng stood there, his Sword Qi solidified.

Since we are going to die today, we will fight happily.

The Yunlong Sword in his hand seemed to sense his intentions and kept vibrating. The Sword Ray swayed and blended with the Sword intent on his body.

It's a little strange, the three phantom sects half step heaven didn't take action immediately, they just slowly gathered around.

Their attention was not all on Wang Luosheng.

"Palace Master—"

At this moment, Yu Yize below shouted and rushed forward, the long sword in his hand slammed into a Half Step Heaven Realm.

"Palace Master, go!"

Yu Yize blamed himself so much that he shouldn't have invited the palace master.

Here, it is clearly a trap.

The Misty Dao Sect specially set a trap for the Lord of the Huoyuan Palace.

I was the most stupid, and attracted the palace master.

He only hoped that his sword would create a chance for Sect Leader.

Although I know that I am nothing in the eyes of Half Step Tianjing.

It's really nothing. Facing Yize's sword, the Daoist holding a Flying Daggers didn't change his expression, just popped the Flying Daggers out.

Flying Daggers disappeared in a flash, and it was already on top of Yize's head, cutting it straight down.

Wang Luosheng wanted to save him, but was powerless.

During the day, Yue's Flying Daggers were too fast for him to grasp.

Wang Luosheng turned his head regretfully when he saw the sword slash.

"when--"

A bang.

Then, there was a roar.

The Half Step Heavenly Realm powerhouses on the other two sides moved, heading towards Tian Tianyue.

Wang Luosheng turned back and saw two figures, suppressing Bai Tianyue.

One person and two swords, Sword Ray swaying, Bai Tianyue has no way to resist, can only rely on his own tyrannical Spiritual Qi to turn into a mask.

This mask was under Sword Ray, and it was only one thousandth of a breath before it shattered.

In addition to Sword Ray, is an old man in green robes, with a flame condensed into a long sword in his hand, which tightly pressed against Bai Tianyue's Flying Daggers, preventing him from summoning Flying Daggers back.

"Han boy, can you do it?"

Ancestor Tao Ran let out a low voice, and the flaming sword in his hand split open.

"If you can't do it, let the old man mess with him."

The great swords in his hands gathered together again into long swords, and he held the Flying Daggers in front of him.

Over there, Han Muye, whose double swords shattered the mask, laughed and laughed. When the double swords made a mistake, a fire dragon wrapped the Half Step Heavenly Realm overhaul in front of him.

What about the Half Step Heaven Realm, can you defeat two with one enemy?

The fire dragon burst, and during the day, the moon was all charred black, and the beard and hair were burnt out, leaving only a few strands of clothes.

His tragic image caused Patriarch Tao Ran to laugh out loud, and the big sword in his hand slashed fiercely.

"when--"

The cyan Flying Daggers were thrown a hundred miles away by a sword, and cracks appeared on the blade.

The owner of Flying Daggers, the Half-step Tianjing overhaul who had just been hit by Han Muye Liaoyuan, spat out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, turned around and ran away.

His spiritual weapon was injured, and if he didn't run, he could only be killed.

Three Half step Heavenly Realm, directly damage one.

All this is done in one breath.

When Wang Luosheng reacted, what he saw was Han Muye standing side by side with Tao Ran's ancestor, confronting the two Half-step Heaven Realm overhaulers.

A Half-step Heavenly Realm Overhaul, and he is the enemy of the Misty Dao Sect!

If this opportunity is not seized, Wang Luosheng will be in vain as the master of Huoyuan Palace!

"boom--"

Without hesitation, Wang Luosheng's Yunlong Sword slashed towards Yunhe Daoist, who was wearing a black robe.

Yunhe Daoist's face was gloomy, and the cyan feather fan in his hand shone with aura, colliding with the Yunlong Sword.

Ancestor Tao Ran laughed, and the flaming sword in his palm stabbed out, smashing the cloud pillar around Shen Ziqian's body.

That Shen Ziqian raised his arms, and the aura behind him turned into spears, slamming into Tao Ran's ancestor's long sword.

Han Muye stood where he was, looking at the two battles in front of him.

He knew the strength of Tao Ran's ancestor, and he burst out with all his strength, which could damage the Half Step Heaven Realm of the Misty Dao Sect in front of him.

Wang Luosheng's Cultivation Base is one step behind.

There is an insurmountable gap between the Gold Core Eighth Stage and the peak of Gold Core.

Fortunately, he has a Magic Treasures sword in his hand, which can make up for this gap.

Magic Treasures.

This is a true Magic Treasures sword.

Most of the power in this sword was not stimulated by Wang Luosheng, but by the long sword itself.

What Wang Luosheng did was to use swordsmanship and fight with swords.

Having seen the battle between Hong Chaoyang of Lieyang Palace and Yuan Tianjianzun, the strength of the palace lord of Huoyuan Palace in front of him is really too poor.

And Han Muye saw that Wang Luosheng's Tianlong swordsmanship was incomplete.

"boom--"

Ancestor Tao Ran knocked back Shen Ziqian in front of him with a sword, then looked to the other side.

Wang Luosheng stabbed his long sword with all his strength and turned into an illusory dragon shadow.

This dragon shadow collided with the white crane transformed from the jade fan in Yunhe Daoist's hand, and both turned into nothingness.

The sword in Wang Luosheng's hand was shaken and he couldn't hold it, so he let go and flew back.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, his body moved, and he flew into the air.

He raised his hand, and a sword in his hand pressed against the flying Cloud Dragon Sword.

"Om-"

On the Yunlong Sword, a dazzling brilliance shone.

The dazzling brilliance caught everyone's attention.

Wang Luosheng's eyes widened, looking at the Yunlong Sword, which had never been so bright.

"Three appearances of the cloud and dragon, the incarnation of the heavenly dragon, the boundless world—"

Han Muye drank it and poured a Sword intent directly onto the Yunlong Sword.

The Yunlong Sword chanted and turned into a giant dragon of a thousand feet.

"Om-"

Earth shakes.

This is the power on the Yunlong Sword, which is beyond the range that can be tolerated in the Fire Origin Realm, and must be excluded from this realm.

Han Muye drew a sword technique in his hand, and before the long sword could react with the power of heaven and earth, a sword slashed towards Yunhe Daoist.

Thousands of feet of giant dragon, long tail swept across.

"Bang!"

Yunhe Daoist was knocked into the air, turned into a black-backed crane, dragged his broken wings, and flew away.

"Tianlong..."

Looking at the roaring dragon, Wang Luosheng whispered, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Master, are you back?"

"boom--"

The lightning in the heaven and the earth and the impact of the giant dragon collided with the last half-step heavenly realm.

Shen Ziqian, who had been suppressed by Tao Ran's ancestors, was so frightened that he was so scared that he didn't even have time to collect the condensed spears, so he turned around and fled.

If you don't run away, you can only die.

"boom--"

The lightning burst, and the dragon dissipated.

Han Muye raised his hand and held it lightly on the hilt of the restored Yunlong Sword.