Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

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After knowing that the inheritance of the ancient cloud galaxy may continue, and there are strong men lurking, Han Muye's thoughts are different.

It took a total of thirty-two days to travel from the Immortal Spirit Star to the Profound Sky Front line.

This middle-aged man is here, but those Taoist ancestors did not find it.

"Broken Star Island Ten Thousand Demon Palace, as well as the thirty-two tribes behind the wilderness, a total of 90 million tribes, I brought them all."

In the void, the sound of the horn of the immortal army's attack came.

This is the choice of bloodline power.

Mo Shenghua stood outside the sky with his hands on his hips and raised his hand.

The Buddha's head shone with golden light, and his eyes were round.

"The blood fusion method you have done should be the only chance for our demon clan to continue."

"boom--"

Exploring the means in the Buddha's light, Han Muye whispered softly.

King of the Wilderness.

If the Daoist struggle only stops at Daozu, then there is no suspense in this battle. He can gather all the power and wipe out the fairy world in one battle.

Daoism is so cruel and irreconcilable.

The knife light turned into a blood dragon, chopped his Kasaya into pieces, and slammed into him, shattering his body.

Taking over Tianxuan, trading with Endless Tianzun, going out of the dam, including the promise to inherit everything from Manghuang at this time.

"I have been to the wasteland, and I have also met those old brothers."

Sword Ray runs through thousands of miles, directly penetrating the blocking army.

The monk looked at the knife, his face turned pale with fright, and turned away.

But the fairy army is a regular army and can always be stationed on the front line.

The battle on Xianling Star only lasted for an hour, and everyone immediately evacuated.

Don't care about the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people?

The blade is radiant, and the sky is blood-stained!

This is the life and death of millions of military generals built in, how can it be child's play?

Sun Yuru stood on the Great Hall, her expression slowly turning solemn.

After speaking, he turned around and slowly walked behind the Great Hall.

Maybe, there is Power's calculation behind it, but he was just an ant in the past, and he didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

Therefore, when empowering, the recipient will not resist, and the person who casts the empowerment also has a spirit of sacrifice and is willing to deplete his Cultivation Base.

Han Muye and the others attacked and killed Xianlingxing, angering everyone in the Xianling world.

Han Muye shook his head and waved his hand.

Han Muye looked at Qilin, raised his hand, a golden spear and a jade-colored long knife, hovering quietly in front of him.

The Weak are Prey to the Strong among the practitioners is vividly performed here and now.

Qilin got up slowly, raised his hand, and started with the gun.

The mountain protection formation that has been passed down for countless years is really not broken if you want to.

It takes ten times and a hundred times the strength to stop the sword cultivator from moving forward.

The Manghuang, Canglong, Qilin, and Baxia in the ancient times are all tyrannical races whose bloodline power can occupy one side.

It's just that only he knows how much he paid for it.

In fact, there are still strong people on Xianlingxing, such as Sun Youdao, who returned from a serious injury. With the help of Xianlingxing Avenue, they can suppress Qin Suyang and others who are ravaging Star at this time.

The army of fairy spirits has assembled tens of millions, which is the appearance of a decisive battle.

Under this knife, both the soul and the body were imprisoned, and the flesh and blood trembled uncontrollably.

Xiao Lingshan waved his hand, looked into the distance, and said lightly, "Seeing clearly that this cultivation world is not a matter of many people."

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Then let him break the sword.

Han Muye and the mysterious jade knife hang outside the sky.

"You will be the only king of my wild demon clan."

Although he was surprised, Lu Yang did not disobey Han Muye's military order.

Canglong, Chen Qingzhi.

As for the Taoist ancestors who are optimistic about Tianxuan, what really values ​​is Han Muye's surprise several times, Heavenly Horse.

"Xuanyu, behead this bald man for daddy!"

This surprised the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle.

However, Tian Xuan's reserve strength was insufficient, and the superposition of combat power in various Star worlds could not stop the tens of millions of troops.

Mo Shenghua laughed and raised his hand, the monk shivered and ran away.

This knife is a magic knife.

Even so, the army of fairy spirits did not retreat completely, but slowly assembled and began to press on the front line.

In the final analysis, Tian Xuan’s overall strength is weak.

At this time, in the cabin, Han Muye sat opposite a middle-aged man in a white robe.

The sound of sword whistling covered the clouds and gathered and scattered.

It doesn't work for empowerment, but you can pour medicine.

At this time, the Profound Sky army was unable to assemble, and had to retreat.

Without Prime Minister Han's order, there is no strong conscription in the Profound Sky World, and no army assembled.

As a mythical beast, and an auspicious beast among the mythical beasts, Qilin has a Cultivation Base that is even deeper than Daozu Cultivation Base, and has the bloodline power that can cover Heavenly Dao.

On the flying boat today, everyone is a master of kendo.

Looking at the female cultivator who flew away, Han Muye's mouth twitched.

"senior, this battle is up to you."

This battle is all about sincerity.

The front line retreats 300,000 miles, and at the same time declares that the realm of Mingxuan cannot be crossed.

Mo Shenghua's face froze, and the Buddha's light on the monk's body had already surged up.

"The world of practice is not like this."

At the most dangerous time, even Han Muye's envoy, Xuan Yudao, could not repel the besieging army.

"Draw the star as a boundary and tell them that if they dare to come, they will never come back." Han Muye looked at the void in front of him and spoke lightly. Has come and gone?

The world's strong, can really resist the siege of an army?

That is, the Taoist ancestor is in front, a million troops are not enough, ten million troops, hundreds of millions of troops, can always be surrounded and killed?

Especially in the direction of Lingxian Temple, the Buddhist sect on Xianlingxing, Sword Ray has illuminated the world.

She bowed in front of the Great Hall, then turned and stepped out.

"What did Marquis Wu say?" Han Muye asked in a low voice, his expression unchanged.

But the power of the immortal treasure has been activated, how can it be that you want to leave?

In front of the flying boat, there is a strong person blocking the way, one after another from the heavens of the fairy world rushed up, Qin Suyang and others flew out of the sword.

The Tianbei suppresses the power of the underlord and can purify its power. With the monument in the body, the power of the underlord will be much purer.

"it is good."

The army of immortal spirits who are not afraid of death has gone crazy.

"You said, can the fairy world be able to settle the world in one battle and directly defeat the defense of Tianxuan?" A Taoist ancestor's spiritual sense came out.

The Xuanyu Knife made a loud noise and pressed down.

The more chips in hand, the more right to speak.

"Mo Shenghua, if you are a little brave, I didn't let you sleep in vain."

"A lot of the secrets that were buried back then are all there."

How to choose, requires Han Muye to make a decision.

"After the Taoism struggle, I hope you can take us to the depths of the wilderness."

The army is assembled, and the battle strength of the army is transformed into a beast, and the strength of the battle formation can kill Saint.

Staring at Han Muye, Qilin said solemnly: "When you merge the body of the beast, I will give you all the thirty-two chapters of Manghuang."

Is it to give up the front line of defense, or to lay out a war with all my strength?

But now, their ethnic group is withering, and their own strength is also declining.

At this time, Sword Ray was already shining everywhere on the entire Fairy Star.

Because that might be the wood god Power told him that there would be a time to meet.

Everyone gathered, and the flying boat broke away and disappeared into the void, leaving only the devastated fairy star.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang, that is the son of Dao in the Dao struggle."

With a pale face, Sun Youdao turned his head and looked at the female cultivator.

Han Muye nodded without refusing.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, can't be so useless?

Until Xiao Lingshan left, Lu Yang didn't really understand what he wanted to say.

Some roared, some cried.

Profound jade knife, is the blood jade knife.

Really scared.

Lu Yang was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice, "It has been hundreds of years since entering Xuan Yangwei."

There was a hint of loneliness in Qilin's eyes.

Xiao Lingshan nodded with a smile on his face: "It's still too short a time, after a long time, you will be able to see clearly."

Lu Yang frowned and said solemnly, "General Xiao is saying that he can see through life and death?"

Buddhism Cultivator is different from other practitioners.

If this battle is just a shot from Tianzun, and there are endless Tianzun behind him, he can still be invincible.

The light of the knife dissipated, and the monk gathered his body in the distance with a pale face, and his body was much thinner.

If they are not left behind, what is the majesty of the fairy?

"Cultivation depends on chance."

Lingxian Temple was demolished several gates, and several Taoist sects were broken into some Outer Sect hills.

He turned his eyes to the outside of the flying boat and whispered: "The wild collapse, it is impossible to gather again, without the top powerhouse, we will not be able to regain our glory."

see clearly?

At this moment, the hegemony of the Tianxuan swordsmanship was completely revealed.

The selected ant is lucky. If he struggles to resist, the next lucky ant will take his place.

White Fang's allegiance was nothing compared to a name-calling certificate.

Many Taoist ancestors agree and are very optimistic about the fairy world, and many have other opinions.

Condensed combat power, sword repair is invincible.

Speaking of this, Qilin looked at Han Muye: "I've seen the blue dragon too."

As for Daozheng, he is not worried.

If the Thirty-two Manghuang is to be cast under Han Muye's command, it must show sincerity.

"This Mo Shenghua is really busy." Beside Sun Youdao, the female cultivator in a pink dress clenched her teeth and drank, her face was full of chills, but her eyes were full of smiles.

The army crossed the star realm and surrounded the Tianxuan front.

"However, there are lessons to be learned."

You asked Jianxiu to give up his guard and then accept empowerment?

It is impossible for those experts in Tianxuan to be on guard all the time.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take the Buddha's head and poured Spiritual Qi into it, showing the Buddha patterns in it.

Xuan Yu Dao did not respond.

Unless he mobilizes the powerhouses in the Profound Sky Realm again as he did last time.

Seeing Han Muye turn and leave, Lu Yang's expression was extremely solemn.

Sun Youdao showed bitterness on his face, and sighed lightly: "It's okay, I have always been unable to control your affairs."

After the collapse of the wilderness, the weakening of the demon clan was inevitable.

"Lu Yang, how long have you been in charge of the Xuanyang Guard Army?" Xiao Lingshan, who was standing beside Lu Yang, suddenly said.

Only with the rise of a new king can the wild monster clan have hope of continuing their inheritance.

The king of the previous generation of Manghuang fell, and Manghuang collapsed.

There is a medicine garden in the ancient cloud galaxy, and there are countless elixir, which can be squandered.

Turning his head, Xiao Lingshan's eyes fell on Lu Yang, and he lowered his voice: "In charge of the army, it will be easy to get lost, and you will feel that the army is standing up, and it is really invincible in the world."

This made Lin Shen and Deng Chungang embarrassed and envious of the juniors of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Han Muye shook his head and whispered in disappointment.

Fortunately, they had already reached the edge of the battlefield, and Huang Tingshu and Yan Zhen led the army of the gods lightly, and suppressed the army of fairy spirits with the list of Preferred Gods.

The devotion of the Buddhist Cultivator is unparalleled.

Daoism can't get through, how can we meet again?

It takes time for the army to assemble, and the fairy world may not give time to the assembly of the Profound Sky army.

Outside the cabin, Mo Shenghua and the dao companion from Xianlingxing were chatting with each other, as if there was no one else around.

But this method is almost impossible to achieve in other cultivation ways.

At this moment, Tian Xuan seemed to have given up his resistance.

Ten battles a day.

Qilin looked at Han Muye, and said softly, "The stele of the Baxia clan is also there."

"What happens in the cultivation world is to see who survives to the end. Don't look at the extremely dazzling battles of Prime Minister Han of Tianxuan. In fact, he overdrawn Tianxuan's combat power and opened his trump card."

The nun's smile faded, she pondered for a moment, and nodded.

For Taoist ancestors who were not optimistic about Tianxuan, Tianxuan's decline was obvious.

The only thing he can do is to make himself stronger and gather more power.

"Tianxuan, Tianxuan of Wen Xiang, Tian Xuan of Han Xiang, but not you and me, not the army of millions."

However, there are also many treasures searched around. After all, it is the Xianling Star, the main body of the Xianling world. There are a lot of spiritual minerals and spiritual medicines on it, as well as those located outside the mountain gate. loot.

If there are more conspiracies behind this battle, then he will not die.

If Han Muye hears these arguments, he will definitely say that these Taoist ancestors are completely worried about eating radishes.

Qilin's expression remained unchanged, looking at the sword in front of him.

Isn't this the strongest force in the world?

Among them, there were at least 300 bloody battles.

"If practitioners only look at the comparison of power, then it is better to put all their wealth and treasures on the table."

"Father, the life and death of Taoism are unpredictable. In fact, you also meant to let me go with him, right." Behind him, Sun Yuru's voice sounded.

But he dared not.

Sun Youdao paused, did not speak, just paced away.

"Breaking the barrier of the heavens with the method of Buddhist empowerment is nothing unusual."

The long sword pierced through the air, shaking thousands of miles.

"Senior Brother Han, fortunately not to be disgraced." In the cabin of the flying boat, Zhao Youzhi, a one-armed man in black, appeared quietly, holding a golden Buddha's head in his hand.

"Chen Qingzhi said that you are one of the few people who is not prejudiced against the demon clan. The fate of our demon clan can be entrusted to you."

"Although Tianxuan has gained a lot of wealth, it will take at least a hundred years to condense it into combat power, but there is only less than a dozen years left in the Taoist struggle, and they have no chance."

Qilin stared at Han Muye with a serious look on his face.

From the moment he took charge of the sword pavilion, he had already understood that he had been wrapped in a surging river and could not turn back.

If you don't give up the line of defense, and don't fight bloody battles, just say there is no return, why?

"Ugh-"

It's just that such a show of weakness has no deterrent effect on the fairy world where tens of millions of troops are assembled.

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Han Muye, how come there is no return?

The outcome of the battle is unpredictable. Instead of sticking to one side, it is better to bet on both sides.

"Survival is our only pursuit."

Countless thousands of years, natural selection.

So as long as he keeps improving and expanding his strength, he doesn't need to consider anything else.

In the end, it was the overhaul of Buddhism, and in the fairy world blessed by Heavenly Dao, he tried his best to escape, and he really survived.

No matter how long he was a general, Lu Yang couldn't do it.

It's really a family...

Even if Tianxuan's top sword cultivator arrived, he could not destroy a Sect.

"Mr. Han, if we want to fight decisively, my Profound Sky army needs to assemble." Xiao Lingshan and Lu Yang came to the front line to see Han Muye, both with heavy expressions on their faces.

"Yuru, do you really want to go with him?"