Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Lu Qingchen, the strongest of the Spirit Dao Sect and the leader of the Seven Spirit Dao Sons, is so vulnerable!

Standing tall and giving orders, it seems that Lu Qingchen, the strongest of the king's Spirit Dao Sect, is so weak!

Looking at Lu Qingchen lying on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and staring at him, there was an indescribable emotion brewing in the eyes of the practitioners around him.

Perhaps, Lingdao Sect is not as strong as imagined?

Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth and stared at Han Muye.

He couldn't imagine how, with his avatar's power, he couldn't stop Han Muye's punch.

Could this punch still shatter the world?

With his hands behind his back, Han Muye sighed inwardly with a hint of disdain on his face.

In the end, it is the incarnation of the Great Cultivation of the Heavenly Realm, condensing all the strength of the physical body, plus the general trend of gathering with the Donghai swordsmanship practice method before, all the blows did not directly kill Lu Qingchen.

If he can kill Lu Qingchen with one blow, he can save a lot of things at this moment.

"court death!"

"The Nine Profound Sword Gate is going to be turned upside down!"

"Insanity!"

Several voices sounded, then rushed towards Han Muye.

Among the seven sons of Lingdao, except for Lu Qingchen who fell, Lu Qingyuan disappeared, and the rest of them all flew up.

"Go away." Lin Shen held a big sword and stepped on Han Muye's side, then slashed horizontally with his sword.

Lu Gao was standing in front of Han Muye, his hands were crossed, and a phantom of a great sword appeared on his head.

Two swords, one for attack and one for defense.

"boom--"

Lin Shen's great sword smashed three spells into pieces, and Lu Gao stood in place, forcibly connecting the remaining two spells.

Several strong men of Lingdao Sect attacked, and Han Muye remained motionless and unhurt.

At this moment, the faces of countless people changed color.

The Nine Profound Sword Gate is very strong.

Lingdao Sect, very weak.

"Thorn-"

A sword wind pierced from a distance.

This Sword Ray is not magnificent, but it stabbed several disciples of Lingdao Sect.

Holding a long sword, Yang Mingxuan flew to the top of a big tree with a sneer on his face.

"Lingdao Sect, that's all."

But so.

This is what everyone thinks.

The largest sect in Western Xinjiang, but that's it.

"boom--"

The black armored monster Tianjing who killed Tianhe raised his hand, twisted his neck, took off the body of Tianhe with the bright red Blood Essence on his head and threw it out.

"Hurry up and bring in another Tianhe." The big man in black armor turned his head, looked towards Lingdao Sect, and shouted loudly.

Induce the crane.

Before, Yin Tianhe used the body of a practitioner.

"Heavenly Demon?"

Han Muye's eyes fell on the big man, and he chuckled lightly: "Tianjing, it's not like we haven't killed it."

Kill the world.

killed.

At the bottom of the Jialing River, the practitioners of the Water Vein Cultivator, all of their efforts, joined forces to kill a major cultivator of the Heaven Realm.

This thing can be taken out for a lifetime.

The practitioners who participated in that battle all had their eyes full of light, and they looked at the big man in black armor with an uncontrollable fighting intent.

The big man in black armor stared, and said coldly, "It turns out that Wu Zitong was killed by you!"

With a loud shout, he flew towards Han Muye.

Lin Shen held a big sword and slammed into it.

"Bam—"

Lin Shen's body quickly retreated.

It's just that as soon as his footsteps touched the ground, he suddenly trembled and stood where he was.

Han Muye's eyes flashed brightly, and he raised his hand: "All the earth and stone are in one vein, let's go all out."

Soil and stone!

As Han Muye's voice fell, the power of the earthy-yellow leylines rose above the earth in a radius of a hundred miles.

Han Muye has been gifted by heaven and earth, and can gather the power of thousands of miles of earth.

Now, he has obtained the friendship of heaven and earth, and can directly borrow strength from heaven and earth.

The power of the earthy-yellow leylines rose up, and the practitioners of the Cultivation Technique felt that their strength was doubled in an instant.

That thread of strong leyline power infused, filling Dantian and Meridians.

"Okay, I'm Duan Yihong to slay the great demon of the heavenly realm!" Duan Yihong, the first disciple of the Infernal Dao sect wearing a black robe, stepped forward, the earthy-yellow power of the earth on his body condensed into a yellow battle armor.

He was originally a power of affinity with the earth veins, and he was a master of the earth and stone veins.

Now with Han Muye's leyline power bonus, physical power to a terrifying place.

He flew and punched out, and the Gangfeng he brought out turned into a mad dragon.

The Dragon of Astral Wind slammed into the mask in front of the black-armored old man, breaking the mask.

The old man's complexion changed, and a long black sword was cut out in his hand, smashing the Gangfeng Kuanglong, causing aura to splash around.

This strike completely ignited the battle of all the elites in Western Xinjiang.

Duan Yihong can kill, but daddy can't?

"Kuraga-"

The long sword is unsheathed, and Sword Ray stabs straight out.

Not one person, not ten people, not a hundred people.

Thousands, thousands!

Sword Ray is not one, but a thousand, ten thousand!

"boom--"

The black long knife could not block all the Sword Rays, and the old man in black armor was surrounded by Sword Rays.

Even if a sword ray can only cut out a white mark, there are so many sword rays here, and the old man is covered in blood.

"What monster did you release..."

Watching a great demon in the heavenly realm surrounded by thousands of practitioners, slaying with all his strength, Qingtong trembled, walked to Han Muye, and spoke in a low voice.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye turned to look at the shivering disciples of Lingdao Sect.

He doesn't really do much.

It's just to let these practitioners who have taken the wrong path return to their own path.

Since we practice, we should compete with heaven and earth, and with all things.

Before the realm of heaven, dare to draw a sword!

This is sword cultivation, and this is cultivation practitioner.

"boom--"

The Heijia Tianjing monster turned into a big fish of 400 feet, and the long tail slapped it fiercely.

Qingtong flew up and kicked the huge fish tail.

The four hundred-zhang fish body was kicked to the ground.

"boom--"

Smoke and dust splashed.

It was Duan Yihong, who was also at a loss at this time.

If this kick hits him, can he still leave some scum?

"What are you doing? If I kill this guy, you won't be able to tell the difference."

Qingtong shouted loudly, and then flew down.

Kill the Great Demon!

Duan Yihong smiled and rushed forward with his fist clenched.

Everyone else's eyes glowed, and the long swords and bone spurs in their hands slammed down without hesitation.

Smoke billows, blood splashes.

The fear in the bottom of my heart subsided, and the fighting spirit was surging.

Have no fear in your heart, and Heaven will also peel off your skin.

Rich Blood Qi rises.

The demon light dissipated and turned into a beam of light.

On the cliff, countless huge white cranes flew out and slammed into the demonic light.

The big monster Monster Qi escapes, which is a big supplement for the monster clan.

Several people in front of Lingdao Sect looked at each other and flew towards the white crane in the sky.

The black turtle monster of the digital Gold Core Cultivation Base also rushed out.

Previously, they were frightened by the Western Border elite's siege to the Heavenly Realm, and they did not dare to go forward at all.

"Kuraga-"

Donghai Jianxiu Guo Tianjin flew towards a crane, and Sword Ray covered it.

The speed of Tianhe's flight was extremely fast, and only a white streamer was seen.

But in front of Guo Tianjin, this Tianhe was killed with a shock.

Guo Tianjin reached out and grabbed the bright red Blood Essence above Tianhe's head, turned around and left, decisively and neatly.

"Roar--"

Above the mountain, the tiger and leopard roared.

"Southern Wilderness Great Demon." Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

In the Jade Slip that Jin Jialin gave him back then, there was information about the lurking arrival of the Southern Wilderness Great Demon.

It seems that it is really coming.

The goal of this heavenly monster is the treasure in Tianhe Ridge!

Looking at Qingtong, Han Muye shouted loudly: "Blood Essence above Tianhe's head is a treasure that fuses the power of blood."

treasure.

enough.

When Han Muye and Qingtong rushed to Tianhe Ridge, countless figures flew up from behind to grab Tianhe.

The violent shouts of several Daozi of Lingdao Sect came.

It only took a moment to go from anger to screaming.

In this place suppressed by Cultivation Base, do you really think that you are the big disciple of the tyrannical force who can suppress the western border?

Roll f*ck.

die.

A series of Sword Ray techniques, as well as fists and big feet, all greeted the Sect elites of Lingdao Sect.

There was a smile on Han Muye's face, and he heard the sound of broken bones.

Qingtong sighed and followed behind him.

terrible.

Stepping on the azure rocky mountain ridge, a strong man in a robe of animal skin stood on the mountain ridge, and was shooting to kill the crane that was flying around him.

The sky crane has a sharp beak, and its long claws are also extremely sharp.

But no matter whether it is long claws or long beaks, it can't hurt this big man in the slightest.

Unless the long claws were torn off according to his head and face, and the long beak pecked at his eyes, the big man roared, his face turned into a golden leopard head, and the roar carried an invisible sound wave, killing the incoming crane.

At this time, dozens of Tianhe corpses had been piled up around him.

It's just that his purpose is obviously not these Tianhes. After killing a few Tianhes, he strode forward.

Han Muye and Qingtong looked at each other, and Qingtong flew up.

Han Muye let go of the long sword and turned into a streamer.

Hide empty.

Sword Ray flashed and stabbed the strong man's chest.

The strong man turned his head, blood in his eyes, opened his mouth and roared, and then punched the long sword.

But this punch smashed into the air, and the long sword appeared above his head.

Cangkong swordsmanship is the inheritance of Yuan Tianjianzun, and the swordsmanship is so high that it is easy to challenge the heavenly realm by leaps and bounds, not to mention that the heavenly realm in front of him is severely suppressed.

The more Tianhe he killed, the stronger the suppression force of Tianhe Territory.

At this moment, in Han Muye's eyes, the power of the world around this guy is like a chain, imprisoning him.

Let him wave his fists and his hands, all bound with the power of Wan Jun.

"Thorn-"

The long sword slashed on the back of the big man, bringing out a long bloodstain.

What kind of heaven is the suppressed heaven?

"Bam—"

Qingtong stepped down, kicked the big man's shoulder, kicked him out of ten feet, fell to the ground, and crushed the bluestones all over the ground. The big man bared his teeth and let out a roar, turning into a leopard with a length of ten meters and a dark golden body.

The water monster cultivator has a huge body, and the land monster cultivator, who knows how to condense its body, is the Cultivation Base, and its body is not so huge as a mountain.

Seeing the big demon transformed into a demon body, a strange smile appeared on Qingtong's face.

The next moment, her figure was transformed into a 500-meter-long giant dragon sitting cross-legged, with her head held high and her front claws reaching down.

"Snapped--"

The leopard was stunned by this paw.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

After the boring repeated sound, Qing Jiao roared happily in the sky.

The leopard has been photographed into a puddle of flesh.

Even the demon bones have been broken.

The demon baby also dispersed.

Monster Qi, turned into a beam of light.

The Great Demon of the Heaven Realm was beaten to death just like that.

Han Muye guessed that Qingtong should have already stepped on the First Stage of the Heaven Realm, Cultivation Base to the Expanding Aperture Realm.

The green dragon roared, and the world here shook.

The cranes roared and flapped their wings.

When Qing Jiao disappeared, Qing Tong looked at Han Muye.

"These Tianhe promised to give us the real keel and Tianhe wings, but I hope we can help them find a world where they can live."

"This world, once the real keel and Tianhe wings of the suppression are taken out, it will collapse immediately."

Looking for a place to live?

That's not easy, the Western Border is fine, and the East China Sea is not bad either.

Han Muye smiled and looked at Qingtong: "This crane is a treasure."

Qingtong also smiled: "I want to bring half of them back to the East China Sea, I promise not to kill them to get Blood Essence."

Don't kill, wait until you die.

Understand.

Han Muye nodded.

Qingtong raised her head and whispered in her mouth.

Those sky cranes danced and shrank, becoming the size of ordinary white cranes.

Then the white crane swirled and danced, causing the entire Tianhe Ridge to vibrate.

"boom--"

Above the mountain, a golden streamer flew out.

Qingtong reached out and grabbed it with a smile on his face.

Real keel.

That manic power, Han Muye could feel it from far away.

This is the manifestation of the manic power from the bloodline.

Wild and arrogant.

"call out--"

With a soft sound, a cloud streak flashed across the sky.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

Is this Tianhe Wing?

This speed is really fast enough.

Cloud marks flashed across the sky, and Han Muye couldn't see its shadow at all.

Is this a deliberate provocation?

Han Muye raised his hand, and the Cloud Dragon Sword flew out.

The next moment, Qingtong on the side laughed out loud.

Cloud Dragon Sword, unable to catch up with the cloud marks.

Han Muye shook his head, the red dust spell in the divine treasure flashed with gold, he raised his head, and said in a low voice, "Sure."

Certainly!

Confucianism and Taoism follow the law.

Qingtong's smile froze on his face.

In the void, a jade-white feather was fixed in place.

With a stir with the Yunlong Sword, the feather was retrieved.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed it, feeling the tenderness of his tentacles.

"boom--"

Without waiting for him to examine the Tianhe Wing carefully, the sky and the earth shook, and countless cracks appeared in the sky.

This world is about to collapse.

One after another vortex appeared, pulling back all the Sect elites from the Profound Sky World.

Qingtong waved his hand to protect a group of white cranes, and then whispered: "The power of the collapse of the heavens and the earth can't stop the heaven, hurry up."

Han Muye nodded, Nintendo wrapping himself around.

At the moment when this force wrapped around his body, his expression changed.

Raising his hand, a force of space swayed out.

Then, he and Qingtong both returned to Qingze Lake.

It's just that no one saw that the broken Tianhe Domain was bound by a force of space, pulled by a flash, and appeared in the Fire Origin Realm.

One world merged, causing the fire source world to vibrate.

"What's the situation?" Ancestor Tao Ran, who was practicing at Lotus Position, moved and appeared in the sky.

There was a vibration between the heavens and the earth, and his eyes flickered.

"The secret place of the big sect back then?"

"Tianhe, the Blood Essence that can fuse the bloodline?"

"This stinky boy, do all this shit."

Having said that, the smile on his face became even greater.

He flew and landed on the shattered Tianhe Ridge, and gathered up the scattered Tianhe eggs and the corpse of Tianhe that had been beheaded by the big demon before.

Looking back, most of the human races in the Tianhe Domain were transported here.

"The ancestors have cleaned up this mess and are going back to the Western Border."

Looking up at the surging clouds in the sky, Ancestor Tao Ran shook his head and whispered to himself, "I can't hold back..."

...

Qingze Lake.

In the lake that is tens of thousands of miles in radius, water demons and practitioners are scattered everywhere.

There are also some broken dragon boats.

No one on Yuntou expected this scene.

When the disciples returned, the strong men of all sects were naturally delighted.

But now that the dragon boat is broken, how can I get to Shenglongtai?

"Wanhua fellow daoist, can the rules of this Sect competition be changed? We might as well let go of the formation—"

Before a Gold Core overhauler finished speaking, Master Wanhua snorted coldly: "Rules are rules."

No one speaks anymore.

It was just the next scene that made many people laugh out loud.

Those elites of various sects who fell in the lake did not fly to find the dragon boat at all, but directly searched for a black turtle monster, punched and kicked, beaten it hard, and then sat on its back and went upstream.

Those elites of various sects who were originally afraid of fish demons were single, and they still showed tyrannical combat power and unparalleled determination.

This kind of xinxing growth is the most rare thing in practice.

Don't be afraid of hardships, you can become the road.

One after another figure cut through the water and brought out the waterline.

Tens of thousands of practitioners scrambled to trace their origins without giving in to each other. The scene really made one's blood boil.

fight.

A practitioner, isn't that what it is?

Seeing that his disciple directly surpassed the powerful Lingdao sect around him and walked away, someone on the cloud head grinned lightly.

"If they can survive, the western frontier will be their world." A half-step overhauler turned his head and looked at the people beside him.

"These are all good seedlings."

Good seedling.

Reluctant to fight.

"What exactly did they experience in the secret realm?"

A Gold Core practitioner whispers.

What happened, only one person on Yuntou knows.

Wanhua Daoist.

The more he knew, the more he gritted his teeth.

These guys, who turned against the secret realm, dared to attack the elites of the Spiritual Dao Sect.

These guys actually swarmed up, not only robbing Tianhe Blood Essence, which he also desperately needed, but also beheading his two incarnations while taking advantage of the chaos.

The key point is that it is difficult to say who killed the incarnation.

At that time, the fists and feet were added together, and the few Sword Rays that pumped Leng Zi were at the point.

Anyway, the clone that can fight the Half Step Heaven Realm is just ruined in the secret realm, and I haven't gotten anything.

One of his seven incarnations disappeared underwater, two in the secret realm, and only four remained at this time.

This is the incarnation that he spent hundreds of years condensing!

Looking down, Wanhua Daoist can't wait to take a palm and smash the waters of thousands of miles into pieces!

Below, a group of figures drove the black turtle demon and rushed upstream.

Han Muye and Qingtong stand at the bottom of Qingze Lake.

"Do you want me to take action and kill the guy who calculated you?" Qing Tong looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Do you mean the real Wanhua?

Han Muye shook his head.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect is the number one in the Western Border, of course, I must rely on my own strength."

Hearing his words, a trace of regret flashed on Qingtong's face, and he waved his hand and said, "It's up to you."

After she finished speaking, she said again: "Ask the big rock if you want to come with me."

Han Muye raised his hand, and Jianwan appeared in front of him.

It just appeared, and Jianwan moved and flew behind Han Muye to hide.

Qingtong's face showed anger, and he snorted.

"Then I'll go back to the East China Sea, and I can come to Lingjiao Island in the East China Sea to find me in the future."

She didn't know whether she said this to Han Muye or Daoist Daoist.

"Shenglongtai is not a good place. It was the place where practitioners who practiced outside the world were suppressed."

"The Shenglongtai really rises, and maybe it will release the practitioners who were suppressed in the past."

Qingtong looked at Han Muye and said, "It seems that the suppressed outsiders are real people called Jushi."

The real Jushi, the Sect Leader of the Immortal Spirit World Stone Hengdao Sect, in charge of the Daojian Mountains, came across the void, was intercepted by Zhongzhou Wenxiang, and then smashed the Daojian by Yuan Tianjianzun with a sword.

The one who suppressed under the Shenglong stage was this one?

If such a major repair is really released, I am afraid that no one in the western border can control it.

Han Muye's eyes flashed.

It seems that Master Wanhua is really determined to betray the Western Xinjiang and take refuge in the Outer Territory.

court death.

In the sky, someone suddenly whispered: "Have you noticed that Han Muye of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect did not appear."

Han Muye didn't show up?

Han Banxian, died in the secret realm?

Sure enough, I really didn't see this one.

What a surprise, a surprise!

A spiritual Daoist Gold Core overhauler turned his head to look at Tuobacheng, and laughed: "It's not enough strength, it seems that it's really dead-"

Before he finished speaking, Han Muye in a green robe stepped out of the water.

There was a white feather three feet long under his feet, supporting him, walking on the waves and upstream.

On the head of the cloud, Tuoba Cheng, who had been calm all the time, showed a rare smile on his face: "Those who are not strong enough will die, and those who are strong enough will live well?"

Many people turned their heads.

The seven sons of the Lingdao School of the Lingdao School only saw four, and the others were not strong enough?

Surprise.

Before he knew it, the original reverence for Lingdao Sect was gone.