Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"It's over..."

Above the city head, an old man with white hair and a broken armor showed a hint of despair on his face.

It's not just him, there are many people in the city with regret and loss in their eyes.

Yesterday, Yunlan Sword Immortal went out of the city to fight, causing the morale of the entire Immortal Burial City to rise.

Even if there is a **** battle at the top of the city from today, as long as the morale is there and the guards are rotated, there is not much danger at the top of the city.

But now Yunlan Sword Immortal has left the city, leading more than a thousand sword cultivators to fight.

If they were all buried outside the city, it would be a huge blow to Immortal Burial City.

Look, how strong is the Yunlan Sword Immortal, what was the result, didn't he live for only one day?

Today, Yunlan Jianxian died outside the city, and the morale in the city will be low in the future. I am afraid that the immortal cultivators in the entire city will die again.

"This kid, it's really worrying..." Immortal Huyuan, who was far away in the central hall of Immortal Burial City, grunted, his eyes turned to Immortal Ziyu's position.

Han Wudi is the descendant of his Ziyu Xianjun, he will never die without help, right?

"Old Sun, this kid is a bit wild, doesn't he look like you back then?"

At the rear of the city, Jinxian, the spirit sword wearing a gray-black robe, was also gurgling, and his eyes fell on Han Muye and the other sword cultivators.

"boom-"

Ahead, 1,200 sword lights smashed away the illusory figure that surrounded the city, and crashed directly into the ground outside the city.

One thousand two hundred sword lights landed, and six sword lights were suspended in the air.

The sword light formed a formation, turning into a blood-colored long sword like a battle flag.

The long sword was in the air, as if it were a challenge.

"Roar-"

Outside the city, countless roaring Immortal Killers roared and rushed towards the sword formation.

The Heijia Protoss army in front moved their positions and began to press forward.

The general trend rolled, and the endless coercion sank.

Holding a long sword, Han Muye's eyes were silent and silent.

Behind him, the five Sword Immortals who also had long swords in their hands looked sullen.

Yesterday's battle had completely dispelled their fears.

Below, 1,200 sword lights stood and waited quietly.

Only the light and shadow of the long sword soaring into the sky shook through the air.

Thousands of feet.

Five hundred feet.

Hundred feet!

The dark beast rushing at the forefront has already reached a hundred meters away from the sword formation.

The standing swordsman did not move at all.

Outside the city, the atmosphere of the battlefield is eerie and heart-warming.

What made these 1,200 sword cultivators die outrageously?

What made these thousand and two hundred sword cultivators so desperate and not afraid?

Could it be that Yunlan Jianxian really has a backhand?

"Today, if these 1,200 sword cultivators die because of Han Wudi's arrogance, he will be a sinner."

At the top of the city, someone gritted their teeth and looked at the sword formation that was about to be engulfed.

He did not dare to step out of the city to rescue.

In the city, no one dared.

Yesterday, Xianjun took action, and everyone attacked with enthusiasm.

Today, the Protoss army is in front, and there must be a Protoss leader in the rear, even if the Immortal Monarch will not leave the city.

In such a situation, everyone could only helplessly watch Jianxiu outside the city being crushed into mud.

"Han Wudi, I hope your invincible name is not a false name..." An old man with a sword in his hand stood at the head of the city, and the sword in his hand kept shaking.

There was a great fear before life and death, and he did not dare to leave the city.

…

He admired these sword repairers who stepped out of the city, and he didn't want them to die in front of him like this.

But in such a situation, what can be used to support survival?

"That kid moved." In the void, someone seemed to whisper.

Moved.

Above the sword formation, Han Muye pointed his sword forward.

"Array."

He whispered.

As his voice fell, a thousand and two hundred swordsmen below the foot, a square of Xu Fangyuan appeared.

The immortal light on the jade-colored array plate is connected, and a light shroud that covers everyone is instantly raised.

"Peng—"

The bodies of the dark beasts that rushed forward slammed into this array of masks and shattered.

big array.

One thousand two hundred array plates, each of which is a tyrannical defensive array.

With so many arrays superimposed, the defense is so strong that Jinxian is hard to break.

But each of these array plates is worth tens of millions of immortal spirit stones.

Twelve hundred dollars, that is, 12 billion?

On the top of the city, everyone's faces were sluggish.

This is, burning money?

"break."

Han Muye's voice resumed.

Before the 1,200 swords cultivated themselves, black beads of thunder appeared one by one.

"Fuck, it's the Dzi Shaking Pearl!"

"Well, isn't this thing only used in wars?"

"A 300,000 Immortal Spirit Stone, this is no more than a day?"

Above the city head, countless exclaimed.

In the eyes of everyone, the black dzi-shaking bead was pushed out.

"Om-"

A suppressed thunder light brewed and swelled.

The vast space ahead began to collapse.

"boom-"

Crashed.

The endless black thunder light scattered and shattered, wrapping all the immortal slaying envoys in front of them, and then tore them into pieces.

The golden thunder light and the golden divinity are intertwined, making the space outside the city a golden color.

This blow, at least killed a hundred Slaughter Immortal Envoys.

As for the dark monsters, it is estimated that there are already thousands of them.

This is the feat of a great battle.

Before the immortal cultivator above the city could recover, Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"attack."

attack!

As his voice fell, his figure moved forward.

The six sword fairies marched forward in formation.

The 1,200 Jianxiu standing on the formation plate below stepped forward and formed a conical battle formation.

Then, a battle crossbow appeared.

"My day, the sky-breaking crossbow!"

Above the city head, Spirit Sword Jinxian exclaimed.

"Honey, does this kid really want to play big?" Huyuan Xianjun, who settled at the head of the city, grinned, rubbed his hands, and looked in front of the city head.

Over there, there is power brewing in the void.

The immortal cultivator on the top of the city was speechless.

There is a sky-breaking crossbow on the head of Immortal Burial City.

There are many more, at least 10,000.

But it was to defend the entire city wall, and when it was scattered, there was only one for hundreds of miles.

This sky-breaking crossbow is worth at least 30 million immortal spirit stones.

The key point is that it is difficult to refine, and it is not often used. There are only a few refining tools in the fairyland that have refining methods.

Usually, the three major Jedi and several large cities on the wasteland will purchase dozens or hundreds of them every few hundred years.

There is another reason why this treasure is rarely used. One of the crossbow arrows that can cut through the void is a million fairy spirit stones.

But this thing has a killing distance of less than a hundred miles, and it is placed at the head of the city. Who has nothing to lean on?

…

When you see someone trying to control the Skybolt, don't you know how to run?

Not to mention the void, it is a heaven, as long as you pay attention, you can also escape the range before the crossbow is activated.

Only today, the situation is different.

There are 1,200 sky-breaking crossbows, and the Protoss battle formation in front is less than ten miles away.

With such a bow and crossbow formation, wouldn't it be possible to tear the Protoss battle formation to shreds with a single blow?

"Does he dare to start the bow and crossbow?"

This is what everyone is thinking at this time.

But this idea appeared, and it was shattered by the sound of the roaring bow and crossbow firing.

One thousand two hundred sky-breaking crossbows were fired without hesitation.

One by one, the crossbow arrows shredded the sky and the earth, and instantly fell over the military formation in front.

"Certainly-"

With a long roar, on the front of the army formation, a Protoss figure in silver armor appeared, his hands raised, holding up the golden divine light.

Xianjun strong.

Only the strong Xianjun can one person resist the power of 1,200 crossbow arrows.

One thousand two hundred crossbow arrows condensed into a phantom like a fire dragon, which collided with the **** race powerhouse, causing the void to shatter every inch.

Below, although the Protoss military formation did not face the crossbow arrow, it was also affected by this blow, and the military formation was loose and difficult to support.

"It's crazy..." Looking at the loose army formation, and the Divine Race Immortal Sovereign Powerhouse, who was also shaky for a while under the crossbow arrows, many people in the city sighed.

With the power of crossbow arrows, suppressing Xianjun, such a crazy thing, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't even think about it.

Looking at it now, it doesn't feel real.

"Ant, courting death!"

The Protoss powerhouse who resisted the arrows gritted his teeth and drank, the divine light surging behind him, and a shattered space emerged.

In that space, there is a world.

However, it can be seen that it is not easy for God Race powerhouses to borrow the power of this world.

That world is far away from the Zhoutian God Realm, and the space between them is too far.

But as long as the power of this space reaches, it can explode directly, doubling its own power.

With the blessing of the world power of a **** realm, no immortal monarch in the immortal burial city will be an opponent.

In the past, very few gods were forced to this level.

They are unwilling to bear the huge loss of super long distance with the power of their own Zhoutian world.

But being forced to such a level today, this **** general couldn't hold his breath any longer.

If you can't kill Han Muye and kill all the sword cultivators out of the city, what is the majesty of the Protoss?

"kill-"

With another roar, this **** will have completely resisted the power of the crossbow arrow.

In the next step, after using up the power of this crossbow arrow, you can take action and come to kill Han Muye.

A sword cultivator who is not in the heavenly fairyland is just an ant in front of Xianjun.

Above the city head, Immortal Ziyu, who did not know when to come, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Huyuan Xianjun also looked solemn.

Hidden in the void is more than just a **** race immortal.

At this time, it is necessary to face an immortal who relies on the power of his own cave, and also to deal with other gods and immortals. For them, it is also extremely dangerous.

"Hey, this kid, it's really worrying..."

Immortal Huyuan shook his head, his aura slowly subsided.

To start, we must gather all the power, leaving no flaws.

…

Immortal Ziyu didn't speak, but the sword light in his hand slowly disappeared.

Not far away, Lingjian Jinxian's eyes were pierced with light, and his body was condensed into a dazzling sword light.

"attack."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded again.

As his voice fell, the twelve hundred swordsmen below raised their hands.

The sky-breaking crossbow, which had already shot the arrow, flashed again.

The fairy light is bright, as if to imprison the surrounding space.

A crossbow arrow with a heart-wrenching power reappeared again.

and also!

And the crossbow!

This kind of crossbow on the head of Immortal Burial City is only equipped with one or two crossbow arrows, and there are still 1,200!

"boom-"

One thousand two hundred arrows flew out.

The target is those black army formations.

I can't stop it!

Xianjun, who was originally confronting the first crossbow arrow, roared and could only retreat helplessly.

He couldn't stop the second crossbow arrow.

Immortal monarchs in the world, no one can resist this second crossbow arrow in such a hurry!

"God Fudge will retreat, and will protect the army in the future." A voice sounded, and a **** general who also wore silver armor and held a long spear flew down.

The long spear turned into a curtain of light, flashing a little bit of cold light and hitting the crossbow arrow.

"Han Wudi invites senior Lingjian to kill God!"

At this moment, Han Muye shouted loudly.

He raised his hand, and the crossbow arrow that had fallen suddenly turned to cover the first Immortal Monarch!

Two waves of crossbow arrows, a total of 2,400, were pressed together!

From beginning to end, Han Muye's goal was not a military formation.

Rather—

Immortal Monarch God General!

"court death-"

The second Immortal Monarch of the God Race flew up.

"kill-"

Above the city head, the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal Long Sword was cut down, facing the Immortal Monarch of the God Race head-on.

This blow does not have the ability to kill an immortal monarch.

But this sword can stop the immortal king for half a breath.

Half a breath is enough!

As long as half a breath, the first **** clan immortal named Fuji will inevitably be killed by the combined force of two crossbow arrows.

The sudden change made the city head stunned.

Who would have thought that Yunlan Jianxian's appetite would be so great.

He was actually going to intercept an immortal emperor!

The most important thing is that, in the current situation, he is really likely to succeed!

Above the city head, Immortal Monarch Huyuan suddenly moved, grinned, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Then, he flew up and rushed towards the void.

"Peng—"

In front of him, a protoss powerhouse wearing a tan cyan robe was ashen, and his short forks collided with Huyuan Xianjun's iron fist.

Of the three Immortal Monarchs, one was blocked by Immortal Monarch Huyuan, and the other was blocked by Spirit Sword Jinxian.

The Immortal Monarch who took the first shot is now being completely suppressed by two waves of crossbow arrows, and he can only wait to die.

"Cut God."

Han Muye stood there and spoke slowly.

His voice was firm.

This firm voice seems to infect everyone.

In an instant, on the top of the city, countless people shouted loudly: "Slayer God—"

Fighting intent rose into the sky, and Wuzhiqi's body reappeared on the top of Immortal Burial City.

This time, it was more solid than yesterday.

"kill-"

Han Muye flew up, stretched out his hand, and grasped the long sword that the spirit sword Jinxian had transformed into.

…

With the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with dazzling fighting intent.

Face a fairy!

Behind him, the five sword cultivators flew over without hesitation.

At this moment, the six sword cultivators in Heavenly Immortal Realm actually faced the powerful immortals, and they were still fighting.

This world is really crazy!

"kill-"

Han Muye held the sword in his hand, and all the sword intent poured into the body of the sword.

This time, he poured almost all the sword intent cultivation into the long sword.

A picture appeared in his mind.

In this picture, there are fierce battles between Jian Xiu and the slaughter with the Protoss.

Lord Luo Yunxian.

Immortal king of the gods.

Immortal!

Immortal Venerable Tongtian looked at Han Muye and nodded with a light smile.

Han Muye let out a long laugh, pointed the front of the sword in his hand, and stepped forward.

"All swords return to their ancestors."

This is the Wanjian Guizong born out of Mo Yuan, but it is not the Wanjian Guizong back then.

This sword has the swordsmanship of the gods, the swordsmanship of the immortal world, and the swordsmanship of the mortal world.

With this sword, there is the mortal world, the immortal way, and the majesty of the gods.

This sword brought together Han Muye's own perception of swordsmanship.

This sword has the shadow of the Zhoutian Great Array in the inheritance of Tongtian Immortal Venerable!

Then, there is only a tiny trace, and outsiders can't find it at all.

"boom-"

The sword light fell, and the face of the Protoss powerhouse holding a spear on the opposite side changed dramatically.

The space around him shattered.

The spear in his hand shattered.

In the next instant, his body shattered.

He wants to leave.

His divinity dragged his broken body and wanted to fly away, but he lost his way in the broken void and didn't know where to go.

Han Muye swept away his sword light, wrapped the divine nature and the broken spear, and closed it.

Turn around and look towards the void ahead.

A **** clan immortal, fallen!

A God Race Immortal Monarch, just outside the Immortal Burial City, in front of everyone, was beheaded by a sword!

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, Yunlan Jianxian called the spirit sword Jinxian to kill the god, which is what he meant...

He took action himself, and with the help of the spirit sword Jinxian, he personally killed a **** race immortal.

Above the city, there was silence.

Even Immortal Ziyu, who had been pressing his hand on the long sword, was a little dazed.

He couldn't imagine how this could happen.

An Immortal Monarch, so clearly fell outside the city.

Clearly somewhat unreal.

"boom-"

The Xianjun, who was suppressed by the crossbow arrow, could no longer resist, and his body collapsed.

Behind him, the attracted world began to crumble and fall downward.

The cave world of the God Race powerhouse!

Han Muye's eyes lit up and he flew up.

He doesn't have his own cave world yet!

If this cave that exists in the Great Zhoutian World can be refined, it will be a great help.

"This kid is really riding a horse," Ziyu Xianjun whispered, shaking his head gently.

In the next instant, his figure appeared in front of Han Muye, and he stabbed out a sword, blocking a quietly appearing Divine Sovereign powerhouse.

Han Muye seemed to have sensed it long ago, his body flashed, and he crashed into the cave world.

As soon as he entered the cave, his whole body seemed to be imprisoned.

Lingjian Jinxian's figure turned into an old man wearing a black robe.

…

Looking at Han Muye, Lingjian Jinxian's eyes revealed a hint of deepness: "Did Cangyun choose you?"

Han Muye nodded and charged forward.

If it is someone else, at this time, I just want to seek benefits in this world.

But what Han Muye is going to do now is to act crazy.

Refining the world!

Around him, a blue-black long sword appeared.

Kill the sword!

This long sword, condensed with slaughter qi and gathered with Han Muye's spiritual qi cultivation base, was the first time it appeared completely in the Immortal Realm.

No, this is not an immortal world, it is a cave world of a **** clan immortal.

This dimension should be in the God Realm.

"boom-"

The slaughter aura above the Slaughter Sword quickly permeated the entire world, turning the world into darkness.

The slaughter aura is infiltrated, and the whole world is full of madness.

"This method," Lingjian Jinxian said in a low voice with a complicated expression: "Xianzun, it seems that you have said that the pure power has no good or evil."

"It was originally, good and evil in the world are determined, not who is stronger and who has the final say..."

The slaughtering air was infiltrated, and the whole world turned gray and black, but it was impossible to refine this world.

Han Muye was not greedy enough to refine this world in such a short period of time.

Even if the time of Xianjun World's fall is not short, no one will give him enough time.

The battle situation outside could not support him to refine this world.

"found it!"

With a low voice, a second sword of primordial spirit flew out from behind Han Muye.

Trap the sword!

The trapping sword turned into an endless sword light, and a great Zhoutian formation that was simplified thousands of times was set up, locking the world in one fell swoop.

Killing Sword slashed down with one sword, the whole world roared, and then began to collapse.

Han Muye smashed the spirit of this world with one sword!

The spirit of heaven and earth has fallen and shattered into countless divinities. This heaven and earth have no support and are heading for extinction.

Han Mu Ye Slaughtering Sword spun around, and together with the trapping sword, wrapped the world of thousands of miles and devoured it directly.

The remaining space is about to shatter, appearing in the void.

"Senior Lingjian, can you summon the God-Slaughtering Puppet, let's get the big one?"

Han Muye turned his head, madness flashed in his eyes.

to get the big one?

Lingjian shivered all over, looking at the gradually collapsing world, the expression on his face began to change.

"You mean—"

"How about we sacrifice this world to the God-Slaughtering Puppet?"

Sacrifice!

The expression on Lingjian Jinxian's face changed, Han Muye knew the secret of Slaughtering God's Puppet from the beginning!

He didn't know that these secrets were all the memories he saw when he took hold of his body.

Behind the God-Slaughtering Puppet is the power that connects the God Realm, and it is the arrangement of Immortal Cangyun.

Behind this is a force related to Immortal Venerable.

The power of the God-Slaughtering Puppet comes through sacrifice.

After all the sacrifices of the gods, in exchange for the power of slaughtering the gods and war puppets, at the same time, they also link up with the forces far away in the realm of the gods, and get various treasures in exchange.

This is just a transaction.

Among them, the war puppet who plays the most critical role is not controlled by anyone.

He only accepts sacrifices.

Because when Cangyun Xianjun fell, he had already changed the control of the God-Slaughtering Puppet.

Do not accept anyone's manipulation, only accept transactions, and treat them equally.

…

The only person who can communicate with him is Spirit Sword Jinxian.

"Okay." Lingjian Jinxian whispered, emitting golden light from his body.

"boom-"

The world collapsed.

In the void, a dazzling world fell.

Perhaps, millions of years from now, this world will become a new world.

This is how the Zhoutian world was formed.

"Om-"

One after another figure flew up.

That is the strong Xianjun.

Whether it was the powerhouse of the God Realm who was blocked in front, or Immortal Ziyu and Immortal Huyuan, they all rushed to the fragmented space.

Every piece of gravel came from the realm of the gods and was made of treasures.

The cave world of an immortal king of the gods collapsed here. This is the only thing that has happened three times since the immortal burial city was built.

Those three times were all terrifying battles.

Those three times have created a world-shattering powerhouse.

This time, the fourth time!

"Om-"

Over the Immortal Burial City, all the battle puppets suddenly condensed.

Wuzhiqi, who was suspended above the city, moved and turned into a huge warrior in black armor.

This warrior reached out with his hands and grabbed the shattered world with one hand.

"boom-"

The entire world was enveloped in a gray-black halo, and then turned into nothingness.

Wuzhiqi grinned and waved his hand gently: "Go away, don't bother my old grandson to sleep."

With this wave, in the distant void, a protoss body in golden armor was smashed out, and then flew out uncontrollably.

"Monkey King Monkey King..."

There was fear in the voice, echoing in the void.

"Qitian? Hehe..." Wuzhiqi whispered, and his figure slowly dissipated.

At the last moment of disappearance, he turned his head and glanced at Han Muye.

"Boy, I have to slowly digest the power of this world, so I won't send it out."

"Your merits don't count."

Merit value, not counting.

Han Muye's mouth twitched.

Not to mention the merits of beheading an immortal monarch, that world is also an unimaginable merit.

It's better now, if it doesn't count, it doesn't count.

With countless investments on his back, he is the chosen worker.

"Old Sun rarely owes favor."

"It's rare to take the initiative to accept your love this time."

Beside him, Spirit Sword Jinxian whispered softly.

With a move, the spirit sword Jinxian landed on Han Muye's side, and said in a low voice, "Don't leave any tails for things that can't be revealed."

Han Muye nodded.

Slaughtering the sword also, he has already put away the means of the Immortal Venerable Zhou Tian Great Array.

Even, it has been placed in a place that outsiders would never imagine.

"Back to the city-"

Han Muye shouted loudly, and the battle formation that was still battling below suddenly took orders, turned around and walked towards the city.

The Divine Race army formation that has been scattered is completely unstoppable, and a lot of them have fallen just a while ago.

If it weren't for many dark beasts and slaughtering envoys, the sword formation could wipe out this army formation.

Without the Immortal Monarch, the Protoss would be nothing more than that.

The army turned around, whether it was a dark beast or a slayer, it couldn't stop it.

The array was protected, the fairy light flashed, the sword light swayed, and everyone swaggered back to the city.

Before Han Muye returned to the city, he reached out and grabbed a piece of jade bone and two broken weapons.

…

Others also picked up jade bones and weapons.

Until Han Muye and the others disappeared above the city, there was no sound from the entire city.

Ziyu Xianjun and others also landed at the head of the city, and then flew away.

Outside the city, only the broken army formations of the Protoss gathered slowly, but they dared not form a formation to attack.

As for the dark beasts and those immortal-slaying envoys, they didn't even dare to approach the city head-on.

The slaughtering gods and war puppets scattered on the top of the city have immortal light flowing, and it seems that their combat power is stronger.

"Jianxian Yunlan, Han Wudi, this is invincible..."

After a long time, above the city head, someone whispered.

No one spoke again.

Only silence.

This is invincible!

Go out of the city, hunt the fairy!

Such madness, who dares?

The key point is that in today's battle, two **** race immortals fell, and the cave world of one immortal was swallowed up.

This kind of record has never happened in Immortal Burial City for millions of years!

Although this battle did not seem to be long, it took more than half a day.

This battle, for the sword cultivators who followed Han Muye, was a completely reborn battle.

When they returned, their auras were completely different.

With the power of the battle formation, two waves of crossbow arrows killed a **** clan immortal monarch.

With such victory ahead, who would have fear?

How can people who have personally killed Xianjun be afraid?

"Go and redeem the merit first."

Han Muye waved his hand and led everyone to the main hall in the city again.

This time, when walking through, countless spiritual thoughts fell.

"This is the Sword Cultivator of the Xuanling Sword Sect who came to help. It's really awesome..."

"Slaying the gods, or killing the strong Xianjun, are young people now so stubborn?"

"I'm getting old, I want to go back to Immortal Realm to retire."

…

Yesterday, a Daluo Jinxian battle power Protoss exchanged 5,000 Merit Points, and today he directly killed a Protoss Immortal Monarch, and the Merit Points suddenly rose to 80,000.

It's a pity that the Spirit Sword Jinxian has to be divided into half.

Because that sword used the power of the Spirit Sword Jinxian.

Without the power of the Spirit Sword Jinxian, Han Muye would not be able to kill the God Race Immortal Monarch at all.

In this way, he also gathered 43,000 merit points, plus 48,000 merits.

Because he also has a share of the merits of hunting another immortal.

More than 1,200 points were awarded for killing another Immortal Monarch, and each person also had nearly 70 merit points.

Coupled with the scattered merits that were hunted and killed later, unconsciously, each of the more than 1,200 Sword Sect elites had accumulated nearly 100 merit points.

"Everyone said yes, we have to take half of it back to offset the bill."

Zhao Chen shouted over there.

set off.

Today's battle is all thanks to the Heaven-breaking Crossbow.

Those 2,400 crossbow arrows, when converted, are also sky-high prices.

Looking at it this way, these sword sect elites actually only earned merits, and they didn't have much merit points left.

But everything is worth it!

Killing an Immortal Monarch in person, this kind of harvest is not worth any treasure at all.

Han Muye has accumulated more than 40,000 meritorious deeds, ranking first in the past 100,000 years.

The name of Han Wudi ranked in the top of the entire Immortal Burial City.

"Han Wudi, you deserve to be invincible..." The immortal cultivators in the city whispered softly as they watched the news of their ranking changes on their merit cards.

…

"This guy is so crazy when he came here, the city of immortal burial is really going to become a city of burial?" Someone chuckled and looked at the depressed void ahead.

Everyone exchanged merit points there, most of them were exchanged for treasures of the gods, and then handed over to Zhao Chen.

Han Muye also exchanged half of the merit points on his body.

However, he also exchanged for a fairy sword that requires a thousand merits to exchange.

Instead, he saw a sword weapon that was exchanged for 100,000 meritorious feats, at the treasure level.

Han Muye's expression changed as he started to use the Immortal Treasure Sword Tool and poured his sword intent into it.

Sure enough, it is a thing of the gods.

This treasure, which has not been envoyed by its master, comes from a relatively powerful force in the realm of the gods, mainly for refining.

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It seems that this is the power to secretly support Immortal Venerable.

When all the treasures gathered, Zhao Chen's face was full of smiles.

"Hey, I told you to keep a low profile, you see, this, it's really impossible to keep a low profile..."

His words made everyone laugh.

The teleportation array flickered, and this time it was countless times more magnificent than yesterday.

"The sky-breaking crossbow is good, let them prepare a few thousand more, and crossbow arrows."

"There are still several kinds of treasures that are useless. I remember when they said that they were more ruthless than the Heavenly Crossbow, and I don't know if it is true or not."

"Brother, let's try something else someday?"

When he walked out of the hall, Zhao Chen's eyes were full of light.

Who would have thought that if he ran it once now, it would be hundreds of billions of immortal spirit stones?

If he is still shrinking in Yunlan City, how can he control such a huge wealth?

The operation of this kind of wealth is really a sense of achievement.

They turned back to the camp, regardless of the ubiquitous discussions in the entire Immortal Burial City.

At this time, in the trading hall of Xuanling Sword Sect, Xianguang revived.

"Hey, what does this mean?"

The immortal cultivators stationed outside the teleportation array looked at each other with a blank expression on their faces.

It only lit up yesterday, and the endless treasures were transported.

The shopkeepers are running around, exchanging those treasures for wealth.

At this time, there were not many people in the hall who could speak.

After all, so many treasures have only been sent, it is normal to not send it for a year.

No one would have thought that something would come from this great formation today.

"Quick, inform the elders."

"Send a message to the big shopkeeper, and the teleportation array has moved again."

"What about Mr. Xu, is Mr. Xu not here?"

There was confusion in the hall.

Looking at the jade slip that appeared in the light array, and several storage bags, no one dared to reach out for a while.

"whats the matter?"

A voice sounded, and an old man wearing the robe of the Xuanling Sword Sect elder flew down and saw the storage bag and jade slip in the light array, his eyes twitched.

Of course he knew why this great formation was built.

As an elder of the Sword Sect, he is also in this great formation.

The teleportation yesterday was discussed by the elders of the Xuanling Sword Sect.

Even the sect master said that Yun Lan gave Jianzong a good start.

I just didn't expect that today, another teleportation is turned on here.

He raised his hand and held Yujian.

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"My day!"

With a flick of his hand, Yu Jian fell to the ground.

A strong immortal king, unable to hold a small jade slip.

A Taoist wearing a green robe next to him changed his expression, reached out and picked up the jade slip, holding it in both hands and sending it to the elder of Jianzong.

As he sent it, he quietly probed into his spiritual sense, with a smile on his face: "Elder Qi Ning, this jade slip, I, fuck..."

Elder Qi Ning grinned, raised his hand to grab the jade slip, and displayed the text on it.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi led 1,205 Sword Sects out of the city together, beheaded two God Race Immortal Monarchs, and returned with a cave."

"The exchange of merit has been exchanged for treasure."

"I hope all fellow Daoists can raise a powerful weapon to defend the city, and hope to help Yunlan Jianxian make great achievements again."

Talk about achievements, hand in treasures, and talk about demands.

The content on the jade slip is straightforward.

But two immortals!

Those are two living immortals, are they really gone?

Elder Qi Ning raised his hand to take out the storage bags, and then shook them down in the hall according to the rules.

Across the hall, all kinds of treasures that almost filled the hall, flashed divine light.

"Posted..."

Countless talismans are flying.

Those shopkeepers who had just left soon returned quickly.

There are also several elders from Jianzong who flew away.

There has never been a time when countless cultivators would worry about having too many treasures.

Sword Sect has never seen so many brilliant divine lights like today.

"Cough cough, I'm used to the hard times, and I feel a little uncomfortable for a while." Elder Qi Ning grunted and looked at the several sword sect elders who flew over.

Everyone burst out laughing.

"I remember how many powerful weapons my sword sect has?" An elder suddenly said.

"Elder Chen said that the Ten Thousand Dao Heaven Splitting Sword?"

"That thing is powerful, but it can cost—" Before the speaker finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the pile of treasures.

cost?

Expenditure is expensive.

How precious!

There were smiles on the faces of all the shopkeepers around.

"Hurry up, hurry up, let everyone find some real powerful treasures, we have to support Yunlan."

"Han Wudi's name has to be resounding in Immortal Burial City, we can't hold back."

"Well, I remember that Tianyaomen has a thundering thunder, right? I bought it, but that thing is not like what Immortal Venerable has seen."

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Now that he has returned to the camp, he has begun to retreat again.

First, he sorted out the pictures he saw in the body of the spirit sword Jinxian, and then refined the newly obtained fairy sword.

The quality of this sword is good, and it can be used as a treasure that I have been using in the future. When it is refined with the Qingming sword later, the quality can be improved.

After all the treasures and sword memories were integrated, Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes solemnly.

On his body, a path of divine soul power surged.

In the boundless God Realm, a dark fog suddenly dispersed.

Kill the sword!

"This is the realm of the gods."

Full comprehension level: Sixty years of sword pavilion