Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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, Full comprehension level: Sixty years of Jiange Guanjian

The beast is under the tyrant, wake up.

The divine beast carrying the entire wasteland stood up.

A huge head rose from the sea water, with a hideous face, full of fangs, and this terrifying light in his eyes.

He sighed in the sky, disappeared into the sea, and collided with one after another of astral winds.

The wild wasteland floating on the extinct sea slowly rises.

The earth rises and leaves the sea.

The sea rolled back, and the bodies of countless spirit turtle monsters rolled.

On the coast, countless monsters were stunned and panicked, and then they cheered wildly.

Legend has it that there are divine beasts guarding the wasteland, this is true!

How strong should a divine beast that can hold up an entire wasteland?

Looking at the constantly moving waterfront, Han Muye had a complicated expression on his face.

In front of him, a bull horn was quietly suspended.

Lightning flashes.

This is the Kui horn, a treasure that gathers the power of the divine beast.

Originally, the remnants of the ancient mythical beast Kui Niu gathered in this Kui Niu horn.

Now, the remnant soul of Kui Niu has left.

It was not Baxia who woke up, but the remnant soul of Kui Niu who entered Baxia's body, carrying the wasteland on its back.

"Glory, Faith..."

Han Muye whispered in his mouth.

At this moment, his divine soul power began to sublimate.

The way of heaven shrouded in the entire wasteland began to merge with his divine soul.

Become holy!

Heavenly Nascent Soul, out of the body, transforming into a spirit.

Above the realm of heaven, there is a realm that is compatible with the avenues of heaven and earth.

To conform to the way of heaven and earth is the state of harmony.

That is what the Profound Sky World said, a saint.

This kind of cultivation realm, can borrow the power of one realm, it is really invincible.

The true saint of the Tao is the one who has the power of heaven.

If you can't draw the power of heaven, it can only be a semi-holy.

There is a world of difference between a half saint and a saint.

The remnant soul of Kui Niu entered Ba's lower body and directly gave Han Muye the control of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, the way of heaven in this wild wasteland is in the hands of Han Muye.

With the power of the wasteland, Han Muye can exert his power beyond the realm of heaven!

Just like the voice of text and ink in the world of Profound Sky, the realm of Confucianism and Taoism!

It's just a pity that this reckless wasteland is also exhausted.

The earth is still climbing.

"Roar--"

The tyrannical divine beast let out a roar that shook the world and stepped out of the sea of ​​extinction carrying the wasteland.

leave.

Leave the suppression of the Extinct Sea, leave the infestation of the black turtle monster.

After there is not enough power to protect this world, this choice is the most realistic.

These changes made those black turtle monsters at a loss.

The wild wasteland that you have always wanted to capture has left the Extinct Sea?

The remaining eight spatial beams of light in the sea of ​​extinction began to vibrate and then merged.

A beam of light supporting the heaven and earth appeared, and among them, the power of the extremely powerful demon surged.

That is the arrival of the peerless powerhouse of the Spirit Armor Monster Race!

It's not that the Spirit Armor Monster Race has no real powerhouses, it's just that they don't want to use it!

The power in the beam of light is so strong that it can completely compete with the ancient beasts.

If this monster comes, no one can stop it.

What's more, in the beam of light, there is obviously more than one powerful breath.

This aura is so strong that the big monsters in the entire wasteland are shaken by their souls.

The waves of the extinct sea are surging, and it seems that they are trying their best to resist the coming of those big monsters.

But it is clear that the arrival of the big demon has already been completed, and it will not take long.

"boom--"

A black turtle monster flew out of the water and rushed towards the divine beast.

Even if they just smashed into the legs like the Tianzhu, and then shattered their bodies, these fish demons didn't care at all.

Countless fish demons rushed out, densely packed, blocking the path of the divine beast.

Ba Xia let out a roar, opened his mouth, and swallowed the fish demon who was blocking the way in front of him.

More fish monsters slammed into it and rushed over its head and face, causing Ba Xia to roar, and the huge head slammed, smashing all the fish monsters that hit.

The more you die, the more you rush.

At this moment, the spirit turtle demon desperately blocked the footsteps of the beast tyrant.

"Make way for the beast!"

Han Muye gave a low drink.

The Qinghu Clan and the Nine-Life Cat Clan Jian Xiu flew down, and the sword light in his hands formed a formation and swayed freely.

The strong men of all races did not hesitate to fly into the void, rushing away the spirit turtle monsters that were entangled in the road.

At this point, everyone knew that the critical moment had come.

The spirit-armored monster clan teleported from the beam of light at the rear is about to arrive. If they can't get away, I'm afraid it will really be a disaster.

Han Muye's expression was also extremely solemn.

He Tianzhen looked around with some nostalgia.

Then, he looked at the few cranes that were following Huangzhihu in the distance.

"The bloodline of Tianhe should have lived in the Immortal Origin Realm of Jiuzhongtiandi."

"I left the Immortal Fate Realm because I didn't want our blood to become the pets of those Great Immortal Sect's housekeepers."

Turning his head, He Tianzhen's eyes fell on Han Muye.

"Kid Han, those wings are for you."

On him, there is a path of aura rising.

The impact of the majestic force of space seemed to shatter the world.

"Duan Jiuxiao said back then that he wanted to find a pair of Dapeng wings for me. Don't forget this promise."

He Tianzhen turned into a white crane supporting the sky, with a pair of illusory wings spreading out behind him, covering the world.

"I can even travel through the void of heaven and earth, but I'm locked in the Xianyuan world to be a pet beast and beast, bah!"

"I was born to be in the world!"

He Tianzhen shouted, and the illusory wings snapped open, tearing a gap in the void in front of him.

As soon as the gap appeared, the dark void world breathed out.

A force desperately suppressed, trying to close the gap.

"Grandma's special, open for Lao Tzu-"

He Tian laughed so hard, his whole body exploded.

The surging power of space turned into a tornado, tearing apart the sky.

Heaven and earth turned into an illusory dark starry sky.

This is the boundless void world.

As long as the reckless wasteland rushes into this void world, there will be a chance of life.

"Is it worth it?" Han Muye said softly, looking at the illusory figures gathered in front of him.

Hetian's phantom is really dim, and it seems that it will collapse at any time.

He Tianzhen smiled and shook his head when he heard Han Muye's words.

"In the realm of Xianyuan, there are immortal gods who have practiced for countless thousands of years. They are extraordinary and holy, and they have no desires and no desires.

"I don't like that kind of practice."

"What I want is to be at ease, the world is so big, I can go and see it."

"When I came to this reckless wasteland, Duan Jiuxiao beat me in speed with the bloodline of the divine beast, which inspired me to cut my wings."

"I was sealed in this world by that guy Duan Jiuxiao, and I have a relationship with this world."

He Tianzhen cast his eyes downward, where there are countless monsters.

These monsters, who are like ants in the eyes of the great cultivator, the only thing they can do now is to stand there and look at the sky nervously and terrified.

They don't know what their destiny will be.

In the face of this catastrophe that may collapse the whole world, what can these ants do?

"The strong must bear the karma of the weak." Han Muye said softly.

This is the responsibility of being strong.

Just like he who controls the way of heaven, he has the responsibility to protect the creatures here.

Raising his hand, a golden light enveloped He Tianzhen's figure.

The golden light fell in the wasteland below and turned into a bluestone with a height of hundreds of feet.

Perhaps, after thousands of years, He Tianzhen's soul can be awakened again.

"If there is a chance, I will help you find a pair of Dapeng wings."

Whispering softly, Han Muye looked into the distance.

Over there, three beams of demon light rushing towards the sky.

A powerful spirit armor monster comparable to the ancient beasts.

Han Muye turned his head to look at the barren wasteland below.

"boom--"

Endless lightning flashed from his palm.

The thunder light is wrapped in space power, entangling the bodies of all Skywalkers.

The power of this Fang Tiandao is combined with the power of the sealing order, and it turns into space passages.

The sealing order can seal the boundary, and it is also the key to open the space channel.

The space channel can send everyone back to the original world.

Of course, Han Muye can also pass through this passage to get all the world's road signs.

With the beacon, he can teleport to various worlds with the power of the bounded space.

The force of space pulled, and space cracks appeared.

These outsiders, who did not belong to the wasteland, were summoned by the world behind them.

"Father!"

Huang Zhihu called out anxiously, but was grabbed by Yun Di and flew into the crack in the space.

This was Han Muye's order.

Bai Wuhen glanced at Han Muye, sighed softly, and whispered, "Take care."

After speaking, she also turned around and stepped into the space crack.

The powerhouse of the Ling Turtle Demon is already close at hand.

One after another elite figures from all walks of life fell into the cracks in the space.

"Han Banxian, take care."

"Master, take care."

Over the past year, Han Muye has held the Ten Thousand Demon Token in his hand, and his combat power is tyrannical and fair.

That magnificent sword formation, which is suppressed on the coast every day, is the last support in everyone's heart.

No matter how tragic the fight is, the sword array will be together, and the fish demon will be wiped out.

In addition to his tyrannical combat power, Han Muye is generous and approachable.

Han Muye also tried his best to spare time and energy to help the powerhouses' requests for bloodline improvement.

The blood power of many people has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Han Muye, come back alive." Qian Yiming let out a low voice and clenched his fists towards Han Muye: "I'm back, I'll treat you to a drink."

After speaking, he turned around and stepped out, crashing into the space crack.

The Xuanyang Guards who were wearing black armor also bowed, turned and left.

"boom--"

The powerhouse of the black turtle monster in the human form was shot with one palm.

The palm shadow turned into a veil covering the sky, covering the entire wasteland.

One after another space crack is turbulent, and it seems to be broken at any time.

Those Skywalkers who had not left were all pale.

Han Muye looked at the three rushing figures with a smile on his face.

"You think I'm sending them away because I can't stop you?"

Han Muye shook his head, a sword light rising from his body.

"I just don't want them to be there, I'm just tied up."

In his eyes, there is light, and the light is so intense that it seems to be able to burn the world!

"In this way, we can have a good time!"

As soon as the words fell, the Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into a long sword, and led Jian Wan to set up the Zhoutian formation, and the sword light instantly filled thousands of miles!

Incarnated in the way of heaven, his combat power is so powerful at this moment that this world can withstand the limit!

He only needs to guide, all the power consumption, the wasteland will bear.

"The return of Wanjian is the return of Wanjian."

"The second level of Wanjian Guizong is to transform ten thousand with one sword."

The sword light split and closed, revealing an endless stream of light.

In an instant, Wan Jian turned into a long sword and slashed.

This sword shreds the palm shadow that was oppressed, and then turned into ten thousand sword lights, wrapping the peerless monster that shot.

"So, what about the third level?"

Han Muye whispered, the thousands of long swords gradually changed from solid to illusory, and re-turned into strands of tangled swords.

The sword silk was twisted into a strand, as if casting a long sword, slowly from scattering to condensing, and finally turning into a Qingfeng long sword.

The sword is three feet long, and the edge of the sword is clear.

With a three-footed sword, behead the enemy.

The sword light slashed straight down, and the big monster of the Spirit Armored Monster Race changed suddenly, and his figure turned into a big fish that covered the sky a hundred miles long.

The three-footed Qingfeng slashed straight at the hundred-mile big fish.

"The swordsman's edge is three feet in his hand." Han Muye said softly with a calm expression on his face.

At this moment, a giant sword that traversed the sky and the earth appeared on the sky of the entire wasteland, and it slashed in the air.

The edge of the sword is invincible!

The sharp edge of the world is gathered here, what can stop this sword?

The huge fish demon's body was like tissue paper and was torn to shreds.

The demonic energy and **** light in the sky burst and splashed on the deserted land.

Bloody storm.

Half of the sky was dyed red.

These qi and blood are absorbed by the earth, increasing the power of heaven and earth in the wasteland.

Just like the original Fire Origin Realm, absorbing more power from outside the realm is good for their Heavenly Dao.

A big monster with a body and soul comparable to a divine beast.

Han Muye had a smile on his face as he looked at the two figures who stopped behind him.

The sword just made the two spirit-armored monsters stop.

In the wasteland, all the demon clan looked happy.

With Han Muye's sword, he can slay divine beasts!

With such strong supporters, what are they afraid of?

The reckless wasteland is walking forward under the shoulders of the divine beast, and all the demon clan are looking forward to the world after the darkness with anticipation and trepidation in their hearts.

Where is their future?

In the sky, Han Muye's eyes fell behind those two figures, his expression solemn.

The powerhouses of the Spirit Armor Monster Race are still coming.

But he can no longer use the sword.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that the power of heaven in the wasteland has been exhausted.

The sword just now was already the limit.

With another sword, the world will collapse immediately.

Even if there is a back-feeding from a mythical beast and a big monster, it cannot really restore much of the power of heaven.

This world is originally a fragment in the wild star field, the power of the source is cut off, and all power is rootless water.

"Roar--"

Below, the beast tyrant let out a long hiss.

In its eyes, there is unwillingness and sadness.

Han Muye trembled in his heart and slowly lowered his head.

From Baxia's eyes, Han Muye saw helplessness.

The power is exhausted.

Ahead is the void crack that left, but only the remnant Kui Niu remains, unable to move anymore.

Even if it has burned out its last soul at this time, it will not be able to rush into the void crack.

Baxia's footsteps have slowed down~www.wuxiahere.com~ Those spirit turtle monsters can also be seen.

The spirit turtle monster that was besieging it retreated, and the two big monsters at the back stood still in the void.

As long as Ba Xia stops and his body falls back to the Extinction Sea, then this barren wasteland is the meat in the mouth of the Spirit Armored Monster Race.

The last roar of sadness came out of Baxia's mouth, the divine light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his four feet slowly stopped moving forward.

The wild wasteland began to slowly descend.

The whole earth is filled with sorrow and despair.

Even the beasts are powerless to carry the reckless wasteland and leave, is this destined?