Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Lingdao child, dare to plot against this king, you really don't know whether to live or die!"

In the void, wind and thunder surged.

The power of the God King penetrated the void and enveloped Han Muye's body.

At this moment, he seemed to be carrying the whole world on his back.

That heavy power imprisoned his entire body, and even the sword of the soul in the divine treasure was wrapped in a layer of divine light.

This is the horror of the great Shinto cultivator who has achieved the throne of God King.

Divine power, indeed, has its merits.

Han Muye, whose figure was imprisoned, stood in the same place, but in his heart, he was constantly trying to figure out the attributes of the power of the God King, perceiving the characteristics of the power of the divine way.

This is a rare opportunity.

As for his own safety, he really doesn't care.

With Marquis Wu on his side, if he was injured by the God King, Marquis Wu would not be Marquis Wu.

"boom-"

A group of divine light turned into giant claws and struck Han Muye on the head.

A tall figure wearing a moon-white robe, with golden light shining all over his body, holding Sun Yun, a **** general with broken muscles and bones in one hand, smashed the void step by step, and walked towards Han Muye.

The two gods, Mingji and Gao Sun, had complicated expressions on their faces, and fear flashed in their eyes.

The King of the Broken Moon is here!

If the King of God came before, they would not be so afraid, but now they have the heart to betray the world without complaint, the King of God comes, but it is the enemy!

Divine King Broken Moon swept over the two gods, then looked at Han Muye who was imprisoned.

"This king is very curious, what is the reliance that makes you think you can count on this king?"

He threw the **** in his hand forward and shattered it with a beam of light.

The speed of the beam of light did not decrease as it collided with Han Muye.

Only the beam of light appeared, and a figure was already blocking the front.

Marquis Wu in the black robe raised his hand and held the beam of light in his hand as if it were a substance.

When Marquis Wu appeared, the Divine King Broken Moon's expression changed dramatically.

"It's you!"

Looking at Marquis Wu in horror, the Divine King Broken Moon retreated without hesitation.

Only he backed away and stopped again.

Behind him, Qin Suyang stood there with a long sword on his back.

"boom-"

The long sword was slashed, and the sword light enveloped the God King Broken Moon.

Marquis Wu raised his hand and smashed the divine light around Han Muye, then nodded, "Let's go to Yunchenxing."

Han Muye glanced at Qin Suyang, whose sword was shining brightly, and his body turned into a streamer.

Qin Suyang is a half-sage of both alchemy and Confucianism. He is so powerful that he can definitely win a **** king.

It's just that Qin Suyang wanted to sharpen his swordsmanship at this time, so he was slow and slow, and slowly suppressed the God King Broken Moon with one sword and one sword.

This is because his own strength is so tyrannical that he dares to do so.

Looking at Qin Suyang who was shining with sword light, Han Muye realized something.

In the Xuantian world, Confucianism and Taoism are respected, and Qin Suyang and the others, these Confucian and Taoist monks, were blocked by the voice of Wen Mo.

But these great monks did not fail to seek a breakthrough.

For example, Huang Tingshu integrated himself with Shinto to create the Great Yellow Court.

Qin Suyang became a semi-sacred with Dan Tao in addition to Confucianism and Taoism, and his own swordsmanship cultivation was also extremely strong.

Other great monks may have their own way.

Those who can become semi-holy monks will never block their way.

These great monks who have lived for thousands of years can always find their own way.

Cultivation, cultivating the mind, is also cultivating a path that belongs to oneself.

Just like Han Muye himself, his current cultivation path is different from others.

Kendo is the foundation, ten thousand swords are fused to form a kendo golden pill, and the sword intent and the sword of the soul are condensed.

Reiki cultivation behavior is based on Xuanyuan Dao Jue, the cultivation speed is extremely fast, and there is no shortcoming.

As for spiritual practice, it is unique with the fusion of Confucianism and Taoism's arrogant red dust art and kendo condensing sword art.

The flesh is even more powerful than the fusion of divine beasts.

In addition to the Zhou Tian Sword Formation, there is also the Zhou Tian Chess Game.

The most important thing is that these means are constantly being integrated, and his own kendo understanding is also rapidly improving.

Be a pure swordsman, but not a pure swordsman.

This is Han Muye's positioning of himself.

"Let's go."

Marquis Wu spoke softly, stretched out his hand, and Han Muye and the two gods were wrapped around their bodies. When they reappeared, they were already outside of Yunchenxing.

Taiyu Shenjun stood beside them with a blank expression on his face.

Below, the entire cloud and nebula are churning, and endless divine light wraps the stars, wishing to burn and refine the stars.

Marquis Wu cast his eyes into the distance, and then said in a low voice, "I'll leave it to you here."

Han Muye nodded.

The big changes on Yunchen Star could not be concealed from those God Kings of the No Resentment Realm.

Fortunately, Qin Suyang fought against the Moon Breaking God King alone, so he could draw some attention to the past.

But in the end, in order to build the Conferred God Altar, we still have to fight to the death.

Marquis Wu moved, carrying a thunderstorm, and went straight to the depths of the No Resentment Realm.

That is the foundation of the No Resentment Realm, where the No Resentment Star is located.

A sudden force exploded, and behind Marquis Wu, the phantom of the golden armored general appeared.

"If the divine power on the Yunchen star cannot be integrated, your divine power will have no foundation, and you will know the consequences."

Han Muye glanced at Taiyu Shenjun and the others, then stepped out and crashed into Yunchenxing.

The three gods looked at each other and then returned to Yunchenxing.

They have no way out.

As soon as Han Muye entered Yunchenxing, golden light floated all over his body and charged directly towards the figure in mid-air.

Huang Ting erected a divine light, and there was a golden divine seal on top of his head.

The wishing power of the entire Yunchen Star gathered on the top of his head, making the divine seal slowly solidify.

The three gods looked at the seal and did not dare to move at all.

The new divine seal condensed, the divine seal fragments they refined before lost their divinity, and their power declined again.

If you want to keep your strength, you can only surrender.

Han Muye walked forward slowly, looked at the golden seal, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, have you thought about it?"

Huang Tingshu opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile on his face: "I don't really want to be the king of gods in this no-complaint world, what's wrong with me?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and urged the endless divine light to smash the golden divine seal into the world below.

"boom-"

The divine seal fell, and the entire Yunchen Star shook.

Then, a soldier in red armor held pieces of broken armor, walked to the place where the divine seal fell, and then placed these armors containing remnants of the soul on the divine seal.

The divine light and endless will in the divine seal enveloped these broken armors, and the remnants of the armor appeared and stood in place.

Pieces of armor are stacked and slowly converged into a platform.

At this moment, Han Muye's expression became solemn.

This nine-story high platform is purely composed of remnant souls, but it does not have the slightest protective power.

The creation of the nine-story high platform is just the beginning.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward.

The golden divine light covered him, and then the aura condensed into a golden armor.

"Why don't you say no clothes-"

With a long spear of golden light in Han Muye's hand, he shouted loudly.

"Same robe with my son!"

The general below shouted softly, and the power of qi and blood slammed into the nine-story high platform.

Once the blood entered the high platform, the originally dark high platform shone with golden light.

This is the beginning!

The golden beam of light penetrated the sky and cast into the endless void.

Then, countless qi and blood came together.

At this moment, all the front-line battle formations in the Profound Sky World were exposed.

All the soldiers had Qi and blood condensed out, and then converged into a river.

Hundreds of millions of soldiers, qi and blood retrograde into dragon, roaring forward.

The direction is the world without complaint!

This scene shocked countless great monks.

The cultivators in the No Resentment Realm and the powerhouses in the Immortal Spirit Realm, including the alien beasts and demons lurking in the void, watched this scene in horror.

All the arrangements in the Profound Sky Realm were exposed, which made the army of the No Resentment Realm rejoiced, but why did these qi and blood dragons gather?

The strength of this tens of thousands of miles long qi and blood dragon is so powerful that it can turn the great cultivator into powder with just a touch.

Where is this blood dragon going?

No Complaint World!

What kind of arrangement does the Profound Sky Realm have to attract this blood dragon?

"Stop it!" Someone shouted in the army of the No Resentment Realm.

A group of soldiers flew up.

The powerhouses of the fairy world, the alien beasts and demons in the void, and the lurking experts of the spirit armour monster race all slammed into the qi and blood dragon.

"It seems that you are going to be with me in the Profound Sky Realm forever!" A voice came from the army of the Profound Sky Realm.

Countless great cultivators flew up, and the aura combined with the spiritual energy to protect the qi and blood dragon.

"The array is in the front, and there is no retreat—" Lu Yang's voice sounded, and an army of one million formed a sharp cone formation and rushed forward.

The army smashed the army formations of the No Resentment Realm, so that the strength of the army formations of the No Resentment Realm could not be leveraged.

More troops from the No Resentment Realm gathered and stepped forward to block the army led by Lu Yang.

Lu Yang smiled, pointed the front of the gun in his hand, found the opponent's weakness, and rushed past.

At this moment, the entire front of the Profound Sky World army began to move forward.

A full-scale battle that has not erupted in hundreds of years broke out.

The battle of the army formation was fierce, and the battle between the great monks in the void was even more magnificent and tragic.

There was the Confucian and Daoist cultivator holding a feather fan without hesitation, burning out his aura and turning it into a golden flame, wrapping several Shinto cultivators and perishing together.

There is a sword cultivator with a long sword. After beheading several great monks, he smashed his own path and returned with the enemy.

"Why don't you say no clothes-"

"Same as your son!"

In the void, a roar sounded.

Countless figures collided together.

Mu Wan gritted her teeth and looked ahead, tears welling up in her eyes.

Those generals she had healed, those generals who had fought on the front line again and again, were holding swords and spears, burning their own blood, and pressing towards the opposing army.

This is a fight to the death!

These fresh lives, right in front of him, watched as they passed away.

What are they for?

Mu Wan was at a loss.

Is it for glory?

Is it for Tianxuan?

Are these ethereal things really worth paying for?

"boom-"

In the void, endless streamers burst.

"Lingjia Monster Clan, after today, my Profound Sky army will definitely conquer your clan, leaving you nowhere to escape!"

In the void, Xiao Lingshan's high shout came out.

"I will go to the fairy world today, and I will leave it to you here."

In the void, there was a faint voice.

Wen Xiang!

Wen Xiang is going to the fairy world!

At this moment, the void battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Then, a phantom of a long-sleeved robe with a height of 10,000 meters appeared.

Wearing a high crown, the figure took a step by step, and walked forward in the void.

"Tianxuan Wenmosheng is visiting Xianling, which Taoist friend is coming to welcome him?"

Word by word, the sound is like thunder, spreading through the void world.

That is, the entire No Complaint World can hear it clearly.

Standing in front of the ninth-story high platform, Han Muye turned his head and looked at the void.

"Did Wen Xiang personally take action..."

He didn't expect that this time Wen Jing would really make a move.

It seems that Tianxuan wants to finish his work in one battle!

Turning his head and looking at the nine-story high platform in front of him, Han Muye's eyes gleamed.

That's interesting!

"boom-"

In the depths of the no-complaint world, a roar sounded.

Divine light and spiritual light were scattered countlessly, shattering countless thousands of miles of void.

"The Marquis of Tianxuan Chongwu is here, please die, the God King Shuming of the No Resentment Realm—"

A blade of light pierced the entire sky, as if to sever all the worlds.

The divine light shattered, and then several divine lights rose up.

"This king has no complaints, come to meet Marquis Wu."

"This king is endless, welcome Marquis Wu."

"My king, Youguang, ask Marquis Wu for advice—"

…

In the whole world, divine light and spiritual light are intertwined.

Seven **** kings fought against Marquis Wu.

These seven **** kings are the real supreme powerhouses in the no-complaint world. In the no-complaint world, each of them has a powerful power that is second only to the power of the saints.

The top No Resentment God King and Endless God King are no less powerful than saints.

On the star of Yunchen, Huang Ting had a solemn expression on his vertical face, and he protected the nine-story high platform under all the air pressure on his body.

In the distance, the qi and blood dragon is slowly moving forward.

A great Confucian wearing a green robe stood up.

Really light.

"Muye, when the Conferred God Stage is built, just wait for the qi and blood to weave the conferring gods list, and that's when I write the pen to confer gods, right?" Yan Zhen looked at Han Muye lightly, and said softly.

Han Muye nodded and looked at the long blood dragon in the void.

Marquis Wu alone blocked the God King of the No Resentment Realm, and Xiang Wen went to the fairy world.

Tian Xuan, can you fight against both worlds at the same time?

"Xianling is worry-free, I have seen fellow Daoist Wen."

"Do you really want to compete with my fairy world?"

In the void, a voice sounded.

When this voice sounded, the entire void world seemed to be in turmoil.

"Of course."

Wen Mosheng's voice was firm.

"Okay, Dangyouyou will welcome fellow Daoist Wen with all the fellow immortals today." The voice fell in the void, the sword light flashed, and three more voices roared.

"Xianling Sun Youdao, welcome fellow Daoist Wen." Spiritual energy pervades, and Taoism is natural.

"Poor monk Xuanji, please wait." The Buddha's light shines, and it penetrates people's hearts.

"The old man is inexhaustible, and he leads one hundred thousand demon generals under his command to meet fellow Daoist Wen."

Four saints!

Kendo, spirituality, Buddhism, magic.

In the fairy world, there are actually four great monks in the saint realm!

Four great cultivators besieged and killed, can Wen Mosheng alone stop him?

At this moment, the entire Profound Sky World was silent.

Minister Wen and Marquis Wu, can you hold on?

Why do they have to resist the two worlds with all their strength at this moment?

Outsiders didn't know, but Han Muye felt a surge of emotions.

Wen Xiang and Wu Hou made all-out efforts in order to attract all the forces and gain enough space and time for the Fengshen here.

In their view, conferring gods is a great plan to turn defeat into victory.

If so, give it a try!

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye flew up.

Facing the long qi and blood dragon rushing towards the Realm of No Resentment, Han Muye radiated endless sword light.

In the sea of ​​his anger, the long sword that did not know how much sword intent was condensed suddenly scattered.

The sword light scattered and turned into countless sword threads.

Every sword thread is a sword intent.

The sword intent slammed into the qi and blood dragon, and the sword threads penetrated into it.

A sword thread draws a blood.

At this moment, a blood-red sky appeared in front of Han Muye.

In front of the sky, his sword silk hit the ground like thin raindrops.

The power of kendo is too weak in the face of the gathering of hundreds of millions of qi and blood.

Han Muye's face was pale.

The power of Qi and Blood Changlong is too tyrannical, and it is not at all that he can differentiate.

Not to mention him, even the saints have to avoid this qi and blood dragon.

But he couldn't avoid it.

He wants to turn this blood dragon into a list of gods.

Divine light burst from his eyes, and Han Muye clasped his hands.

Above his head, a phantom figure with a long robe and big sleeves appeared.

At this moment, the sword of the divine soul in his divine treasure turned into long golden needles, which were directly pierced, triggering endless sword intent sword threads, rushing into the qi and blood long dragon, and constantly shuttled.

"Beat the drums, and actively use troops." The shadow behind Han Muye shouted loudly, the blood dragon shook, and a shadow like a military formation appeared in the middle.

"Thousands of miles run rampant, Chen Bing's mountains and rivers."

Qi and blood form a forest, rushing forward.

"It is mine to break the enemy, and life and death are bound together."

All the qi and blood have condensed into one piece, and the long golden needles lead the sword silk to interweave.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son?"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same hatred with your son."

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you have the same quarrel with your son."

The phantom of the high-crowned robe shouted, and the long golden needle led the sword silk, piercing the blood dragon, and turning it into a brocade silk that was a hundred thousand miles long.

In the distance, Marquis Wu, surrounded by the God King of No Resentment Realm, let out a long laugh, his body blood turned into a stream of light, and he collided with the brocade.

"boom-"

Behind the brocade, three big characters of mysterious and simple appear.

Conferred God List!

At the tenth of the Conferred God List, Han Muye trembled, his whole body seemed to be pulled away from his muscles and bones, and he fell into the void below.

At the moment of the achievement of this **** list, the void shook, and countless remnants appeared.

These remnant souls roared and slammed into the brocade.

But the spiritual light flickered on the brocade, and all the remnants were scattered.

"Induce the power of heaven and earth and turn it into an innate treasure!"

"What treasure is this?"

There was an exclamation in the void.

Innate treasure.

This brocade is made of pure qi and blood, and its strength is pure, which is on the same level as the treasures produced when the heavens and the earth first opened.

Such treasures are also coveted by saints.

When the brocade appeared, several phantoms rushed over in the void.

On Yun Chenxing, Yan Zhen, who was standing in front of the Conferred God Stage, raised his hand lightly, and an ink pen gathered in the palm of his hand.

He stepped forward slowly and stepped onto the ninth-story high platform step by step.

His figure was integrated with the nine-story high platform, and his cultivation level instantly stimulated the power of the nine-story high platform.

At this time, the power of Yan Zhenqing merged with the Conferred God Stage.

Standing not far away, Huang Ting sighed softly.

From then on, Yan Zhenqing, a Confucian and Taoist monk, will be entangled with this Shinto, and his life will be endless.

This choice is a blessing in disguise.

"Brother Yan, please consecrate God-"

In the void, Qin Suyang stepped out in one step, holding a body in his hand and a magnificent divinity in the other.

The divinity of a **** king was extracted by him!

The extracted divinity was shattered by Qin Suyang and turned into golden ink. Yan Zhen lightly lifted the ink pen and dipped it in the ink, then picked up the pen to write.

"In the thirteenth year of Tianxuan Fengming, the great cultivator He Shaosheng used his body to fight against the evil spirits outside the thirty realms. He died and disappeared. Now he gathers his remnant souls, conferred the position of the gods, controls a domain, and is the righteous **** of heaven and earth."

The ink pen fell, and a thin old man in a green robe appeared.

The old man's face was dazed at first, then he bowed to Wen Mosheng, and his figure fell on the list of gods.

"boom-"

At this moment, the thunder and light between the sky and the earth were endless, and countless phantoms emerged.

Countless divine lights converged on the Conferred God List, and the thin and phantom figure turned into a majestic old man wearing a golden robe, standing on the Conferred God List.

Below, Han Muye opened his eyes with surprise.

cause and effect!

Reincarnation!

Having exhausted the power of his sword and soul, he felt the endless power feedback from the Conferred God List at this moment, and the power involved made him happy.

This is the fusion of its own cause and effect, but it has the absolute power of reincarnation!