Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

After Yuan Tianjianzun finished speaking, he raised his hand and slashed the void with a sword, and then flew into it.

After this void, the world of Ninth Stage can be faintly seen, majestic and vast, and Immortal Qi lingers endlessly.

In that day and earth, there was a vast surging force that seemed to shatter the void array.

This is a world strong enough to affect the void world.

The realm of Xianyuan, the world where the great cultivators in the world are finally chasing.

A powerful existence that can break even the wild realm.

The tyrannical beast who stepped into the void world in the distance slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on the Ninth Stage world, and a deep and incomprehensible whisper came out of his mouth.

Above the new world, Han Muye looked up at the slowly disappearing space crack.

Immortal source realm such a big world, he can't go to now.

If you don't have enough strength, even if you go, you can only become an opportunity for others.

Carrying the heaven and earth on his back, he overlords the divine beast and steps into the endless void world.

As soon as you enter the void, all the pressure immediately disappears.

The new world of its own accord seems to have its own consciousness, and it is separated from the back of the divine beast.

The earth that had been pressing on the body of the divine beast for countless years finally rose up.

When the sky and the earth flew up, Ba Xia's body froze in place, roaring up to the sky.

This is not the roar of the divine beast controlled by Han Muye's divine soul, but the involuntary long hiss of the remnants of the divine soul of countless divine beasts.

Extinct sea floating and sinking for countless years, finally, they can be freed.

Under the head of the divine beast, a phantom appeared.

Seeing that the heaven and earth they once carried were reborn, the remnants of these divine beasts laughed out loud.

Between life and death, there is only glory and faith.

Looking at these illusory figures of the remnants of the soul, Han Muye raised his hand, and a dark golden iron plate flew into the air, gathering these phantoms in it.

The Ten Thousand Demons Order is a fragment of the Demon Gathering Bell, which has the function of gathering the blood of the spirits of the Ten Thousand Demons.

The remnants of these mythical beasts are gathered in the ten thousand demon orders, and maybe one day they can wake up their bodies sleeping in the wilderness.

Without the suppression of the extinct sea power, in the void, those monster clan powerhouses also feel relaxed.

Figures one after another returned to the earth, and there was a jubilation in the wild wasteland.

The new world, thousands of monsters, everything is prosperous.

Above the wasteland, Han Muye's body slowly rose up.

On his side, there is the entanglement of the power of Heavenly Dao.

Countless monsters raised their heads and looked at his figure.

Those big demons who Cultivation Base went to the heaven, looked at Han Muye who vacated and walked away with complicated expressions.

This world Heavenly Dao was created by the power of Han Muye's soul, Han Muye had the grace to reshape this world, and Heavenly Dao was entangled, keeping him in this world.

If Han Muye stays in this realm, he can become holy with this realm Heavenly Dao Indistinguishable Dao, suppressing a realm, immortal and immortal.

In the future, there is a very strong guardian in this world.

It is like the voice of Tianxuan text and ink.

If Han Muye leaves this world, this world of Heavenly Dao will be incomplete and his power will be greatly lost.

Heavenly Dao's strength is damaged, and it is a dangerous thing to drift in this void world.

In the Void World, who knows what kind of powerful enemies will be encountered?

"hold head high--"

Below, a giant elephant groans.

Aura surged, and Xiang Lingshuang, who turned into a human figure, knelt down on one knee toward Han Muye with a pair of half-arc swords on his back.

Behind him, a giant elephant phantom floated.

This is the surrender of the elephant tribe.

Xiang Lingshuang received the bloodline inheritance of the ancient divine beast of the giant elephant clan, and even gave him its true body.

Even if the power of the real body of the divine beast cannot be fully exerted, Xiang Lingshuang's current combat power can swept the heavenly monster.

White Tiger clan, purple leopard clan, green fox, nine-tailed cat...

One after another figure slowly knelt down.

In mid-air, Han Muye was silent for a moment, then raised his hand.

The dark golden Myriad Demon Token fell in the palm of his hand.

A trace of the imprint of the soul fell on it.

This divine soul power remains in the wild wasteland, which can keep the world from being incomplete.

The power of Heavenly Dao of this side of heaven and earth turned into a turbulent wind, wrapping this token.

With the blessing of Heavenly Dao and the soul, this token has the power to suppress this world.

He raised his hand and tossed it, and the Wan Yao Ling landed in front of Xiang Lingshuang.

"Remember what I said?"

"What kind of rules you want to make now, it's up to you."

Only the strong are qualified to make rules.

With the power of blood and the ten thousand demon orders delivered by Han Muye, Xiang Lingshuang, the Elephant Race who did not want to stain his hands with blood, has the qualifications to formulate rules.

Xiang Lingshuang reached out to hold the Wan Yaoling and looked up at Han Muye.

He is no longer the Elephant Clan genius who didn't have much experience.

The endless slaughter in the wasteland, the crisis that the world will be overturned, the powerlessness of doing all you can when carrying the world...

Elephant clan, demon clan, heaven and earth, the wider the horizon, the farther one looks, the more Xiang Lingshuang feels that he is really powerless to change anything.

If according to what he thought, all the demon clans in the wild wasteland would not fight or rob, and they would all be well.

At that time, it will really degenerate into a beast.

Seeing Xiang Lingshuang's changing expression, Han Muye smiled lightly and flew out of the sky without stopping.

He was not worried about how Xiang Lingshuang would choose.

Anyway, this world will eventually merge with the Profound Sky World.

He has a trace of divine soul power left in the wasteland, and the divine soul power will lead this world to drift towards the location of the Profound Sky World.

The wasteland, the creatures and even the resources on it, are rare riches in the void world.

Such a new world is a tempting food.

Void drifting, there will be countless powerhouses to compete for this world.

Even if Han Muye didn't use his soul to lead him, in the end, the world would not be able to escape the fate of being divided up.

From the beginning of the shattering of the wild star field, the fate has been doomed.

Of course, in this new world, there are many races, there are many strong people, and there is Xiang Lingshuang who holds the Ten Thousand Demon Token to suppress. The ordinary strong people come only to give food.

If you want to invade this world, you must have enough strength.

Han Muye's figure flew away and landed on the back of the huge tyrannical beast.

At this moment, a smile appeared on his face.

In his opinion, this is the biggest gain of his trip to the secret land!

An intact body of an ancient divine beast!

The wasteland is transformed into a new world, and it no longer needs to be carried by the beasts.

When Heavenly Dao in the new world passed through the catastrophe of the thunder, he had already handed over the body of the beast to Han Muye.

It is a gift, and it is a trust.

The gods and beasts have carried this world for countless years, supported by so many ancient gods and beasts, and this kind of kindness has not been forgotten by this world.

It's safer to hand over the body to Han Muye than to stay in the wasteland.

The body of a divine beast that has lost its soul is even more valuable to those strong people than the wasteland itself.

Leaving the lower body behind will attract countless powerhouses to compete.

The wasteland turned into a streamer and disappeared in the vast void world in an instant. Han Muye stood on the back of the divine beast under Baxia, and the power of the divine soul continued to pour out, wrapping the body of the divine beast.

The power of the soul is poured into the body of the beast, and it is slowly refined.

In the void, there are faint spiritual thoughts.

Those are powerful alien beasts that live in the void. They sensed the presence of a land-like divine beast and quietly came to explore.

"Roar--"

Ba Xia let out a roar, tearing these spiritual thoughts to pieces.

The beasts fled in panic.

Han Muye looked at the surrounding void with a solemn expression on his face.

He needs to quickly refine Ba Xia's body, otherwise, he will eventually attract powerful alien beasts that he cannot deal with.

Slowly closing his eyes, his body merged with the body of the tyrannical beast under his feet.

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Heavenly Profound World.

The trial of the Ten Thousand Demons secret realm in the Southern Wilderness ended much faster than before.

The secret realm trial that used to take a year, this time took less than two months.

One after another figure walked out of the space gate.

"Haha, seventy percent of my lion elites have returned!" Outside the gate of the altar space, a blond lion elder looked at the figure walking out of the gate, and laughed out loud.

The Myriad Demon secret realm trial is extremely dangerous. In the past, every time 50% of the elite returned safely, it was already lucky.

Especially in this kind of trial that happens once in hundreds of years, there are many strong people in the secret realm, and it is 30% difficult to come back.

Every demon elite who survived the trial not only has the strength of the Cultivation Base improved a lot, but also has an unimaginable temper in their temperament and experience.

It is a pity that most of the elites who have returned from the secret realm do not talk about their experiences in the secret realm, leaving the younger generation elites with little to learn from.

Those middle and high-level clans will not explore.

It's everyone's secret.

In fact, everyone who has experienced it knows that the powerful bloodlines of the beasts in the secret realm are endlessly competing for killing, and no one wants to recall too much.

Also, after most elites enter the secret realm, they are attached to the groups in the secret realm.

This is equivalent to the experience of betraying from the family group, and no one wants to mention it.

No matter what, when the elites return, they will become the pillars of the clan after a hundred years.

"Haha, 80% of my Qingbao clan's children are alive!" On the other side, someone shouted, and the words were full of joy.

"The deer clan has little loss."

"Ninety percent of the elites of the Wind Wolf Clan are here!"

...

Not only the Southern Wilderness Monster Race, the Western Border, the East China Sea, and the Zhongzhou Human Race and Monster Race who entered the secret realm all emerged from the aura.

A sword cultivator stood silently in front of the gate.

Xuan Yangwei, who was wearing black armor, had a solemn expression and formed an army formation.

Outside the courtyard, doubts slowly emerged from cheers.

These elites have returned so quickly, and the loss is not large. Could it be that this trip to the secret realm has nothing to gain?

Did you encounter a powerful enemy in this secret realm and was driven out collectively?

When these elites walked out of the secret realm, their eyes were confused, and they really looked like they encountered setbacks.

"Even if you grind it in a secret realm, even if you don't gain much, you can still--" An old demon man opened his eyes wide before he finished speaking.

"boom--"

Before the formation of the Xuanyang Guards, Qian Yiming with a solemn complexion, the aura and qi and blood rose to the sky, and turned into a spiritual light.

Half step Expanding Aperture!

Nascent Soul Ninth Stage, Qi and blood are in line with Spiritual Qi Cultivation Base, just one step away, you can condense your soul Expanding Aperture!

Qian Yiming was in the secret realm and became such a peerless powerhouse!

Those big monsters of various tribes in the Southern Wilderness are all discolored.

Qian Yiming's Cultivation Base has reached such a powerful level. In the future, in the Southern Wilderness, how can there still be a place for the demon clan to live?

"How could this be?" Xiao Yueli, who was standing beside Gao Changgong, frowned and said in a low voice, "Qian Yiming led 3,000 dead men into the secret realm, and finally broke through Cultivation Base to suppress it."

"Among the secret realm, is there an unimaginable catastrophe?"

Xiao Yueli's identity knew what Qian Yiming and the others really wanted.

When Qian Yiming gave up the suppression of Cultivation Base in the secret realm, he gave up the opportunity to make a perfect breakthrough.

This is equivalent to directly admit defeat in the competition with Lu Yang.

For people like Qian Yiming, I am afraid that it is a big disaster between life and death, and they will not choose breakthrough, right?

"Om-"

With a loud bang, the clouds in the sky changed for thousands of miles.

A nine-tailed fox phantom appeared.

"Tianhu!"

Someone exclaimed.

"Yes, it is the fox clan that has produced a nine-tailed powerhouse!" Someone exclaimed with wide eyes.

Wearing a long blue-purple dress, Bai Wuhen, whose face was green and graceful, held the Yellow Fat Tiger and walked out slowly.

Behind her, there is a nine-tailed phantom floating.

Nine-tailed fox, comparable to Expanding Aperture, has ancient blood!

With this nine-tailed celestial fox around, not only can he defend against the attacks of Qian Yiming and the Xuanyang Guard behind him, it is also possible to unify the Southern Wilderness Monster Race!

The masters of various ethnic groups in the Southern Wilderness, who were originally full of sad faces, showed a relaxed look on their faces.

At the moment when the phantom of the nine-tailed celestial fox appeared in the sky, in the void, a path of aura of Monster Qi emerged, the light and shadow flickered, and the world was shaken.

Each elite shows the Gold Core breath.

Before entering the secret realm, those who can enter the Gold Core period before the age of two hundred are the elites among the elites of the major forces.

At this time, the Gold Core aura here actually rose one after another.

Not only the Gold Core atmosphere, but also a lot of Half Step Heaven.

There are as many as 100 people who have full aura on their bodies and are only one step away from the door.

"Om-"

"boom--"

The unique momentum of more than a dozen heavenly realms shook the clouds away and lined up the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

Heaven!

This scene in front of him stunned all the parties who were waiting and questioning.

Regardless of the secret realm trial in the past, the elites of all races have never experienced such a huge growth.

The return of so many strong men, after dozens or hundreds of years, is to support the existence of a family.

"Really, a big fight!"

An old man with white hair said tremblingly.

The strong rise, the general trend is in competition, and in the next few hundred years, the era of elites of all ethnic groups will come!

"Where's Han Muye?" Beside Gao Changgong, Ancestor Tao Ran frowned and looked around.

His eyes searched, but he didn't see Han Muye's figure.

With Han Muye's strength, he should not fall in the secret realm.

Everyone else can be promoted in secret realm, how about him?

Not only Ancestor Tao Ran, but also Gao Changgong frowned.

Xiao Yueli moved and landed on Huang Zhihu's side.

"Huhu, where is your foster father?"