Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 371 Coming to Yunchenxing, Impersonating the Messenger of God King (12 Chapters)

The sword energy soared to the sky, and ten thousand swords were fired at once.

The swords in Han Muye's hands just came out, and suddenly they collided with each other in mid-air, forming a sword.

Thousands of swords return to their ancestors, and swords are transformed into ten thousand swords.

By this time, Wan Jian was once again unified.

Ahead, Marquis Wu, who had cut out a sword, showed joy in his eyes, and laughed out loud.

"It's rare, you can cultivate swordsmanship to such a level, no wonder you can be recognized by the sword pavilion!"

He raised his hand and made a move, and the sword light that had been cut out was retracted.

"With this sword, you can go to the world."

Looking at the sword swung by Han Muye, Marquis Wu's expression slowly became solemn.

Behind him, a phantom of a thousand-zhang cyan Flood Dragon appeared.

The real monster!

Ancient Canglong bloodline!

At this moment, what Han Muye saw was the same as him, who had refined the body of a divine beast.

No, Marquis Wu is not the real body of refining, but is originally from the ancient Canglong clan.

This can also explain why after Wen Mosheng became a saint with Tianxuan Tiandao, Marquis Wu was able to achieve the cultivation above the way.

What he cultivates is not the power of heaven, but the power of his own blood.

Ancient blood, comparable to a saint.

"This marquis was born in the Canglong clan in the wild world, and was taken in by the ancestors of the Xuanxuan Dao, and he has practiced for 30,000 years."

"There are three thousand disciples under the master's sect, less than one hundred and one can get their robes and bowls."

"If you can get the true biography, it's just Senior Brother Wen, me, and Junior Brother Yuan Tian."

Holding the sword in his hand, the halo of Wuhou's body flowed, and there was a transcendent aura shining through.

His eyes fell on the long sword that was down on his head, and he said lightly: "Senior Brother Wen cultivates the chess game of heaven and earth, using all things as chess pieces."

"Junior Brother Yuan Tian cultivates the true meaning of swordsmanship, using swords as a formation to form a formation around the sky."

"I vowed to reunite with Manghuang, so I used my own scales as soldiers, gathered 361,000 scales as soldiers, and set up the Zhoutian battle formation."

"It may be God's will that you can get the mantle of a master."

"If this Zhoutian battle formation can be broken, there will be one more person under Tianxuanmen."

The voice fell, and the sky was full of blue light.

Pieces of cyan scales with a radius of one zhang turned into soldiers holding long Ge, lined up into battle formations, and stood in the air.

The 361,000 soldiers formed a formation and surrounded Han Muye.

At this time, the long sword had already arrived in front of Marquis Wu, but it was completely unable to advance one more point.

"Battle formation?"

Han Muye's eyes fell in front of him with a smile on his face.

"From the time I got the Zhou Tian chessboard, I've been calculating that, Marquis Wu, you should have become a Taoist with a military formation."

On the opposite side, Marquis Wu raised his hand and pointed his fingertips on the edge of the long sword in front of him, smiling.

"You're right, it depends on how you break my army—"

Before Wuhou finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw Han Muye surrounded by the army, and a phantom figure appeared.

On the lower body, there is lightning flashing.

"Wuhou, you haven't learned the military formation at all, but you have locked your own bloodline power with the power of Zhou Tian, ​​and let your body stay in the mortal world!"

"The Donghai Jiaolong family is your bloodline, Marquis Wu!"

Han Muye shouted loudly, interrupting Marquis Wu's voice.

The raging qi and blood power around him turned into a beam of light, not only the general formation rushed away, but even the Dao domain power of Marquis Wu could not be imprisoned.

A void appeared around Han Muye's body.

He stretched out his hand and gathered another sword in his palm.

"I was going to use Wanjian Guizong's fourth-level kendo comprehension to break Wuhou's Zhoutian power. Now, I have a new idea."

Han Muye's words revealed endless confidence and even more fighting spirit.

"Sword repair, the purest manifestation of power in the world."

"Everything is not in harmony, and it will be cut with one sword."

"But the purity of power is not the ultimate pursuit."

The sword in Han Muye's hand showed endless blood, and the power of blood was condensed!

The strongest power in Han Muye's body was not his swordsmanship gold core, nor the sword intent condensed in the sea of ​​qi, nor the sword of the soul that was transformed into the essence in the divine treasure.

Although these forces are strong, they are powerless against the current Marquis, let alone break the Dao domain of Marquis.

The only thing in the world that can break the Dao Realm is the same power as Dao Realm.

For example, the pure power of the beast.

With the physical strength as the sword and the blood of one's own blood as the guide, this sword cut is the next strike!

"Wuhou, let's see how this sword looks like!"

Han Muye smiled long, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at Marquis Wu on the opposite side.

The sword was only raised, and the Dao domain around him had been shattered.

With a distressed look on Wuhou's face, he shook his head and pressed his hands.

"boom--"

A gust of wind broke through the quiet cabin, and scraps of paper and wood were scattered.

The Dao Domain was broken open, and Wuhou's cabin was in a mess.

Marquis Wu, who was sitting in front of the small case, had a wry smile on his face as he looked up at Han Muye who was standing in front of him.

"Is it the real sword cultivator..."

"If it were me, I would never have made this sword."

Jian Xiu is a lunatic.

The fighting intent in Han Muye's eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

Wuhou Zhiqiang is not something he can challenge now.

The power of the reincarnation cultivator is not only in the Dao domain.

Those who have cultivated to the late stage of karma are already pursuing the transformation of power.

This kind of transformation is not something that the current Han Muye can deduce.

But as Marquis Wu said, his ability to draw a sword means everything.

As a sword cultivator, it is natural that this sword should be used.

This sword was also recognized by Marquis Wu.

This great cultivator who sealed his bloodline power with the power of Zhou Tian, ​​if he really let go of the suppression, his combat power would be unimaginable.

"I know where the stele of the Baxia clan's blood is suppressed." Wuhou looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I want you to exchange the wasteland with me."

The Heavenly Monument that dominates the blood of the next tribe.

According to ancient rumors, because the bloodline power of the Baxia clan was too tyrannical, the body became larger and larger.

With the suppression of this stele, the lower body can change in size at will.

From the inheritance of blood power, Han Muye knew that these rumors were not true, but some of them were true.

For example, the Tianbei can really condense the blood of the tyrant.

At the current speed of Han Muye's cultivation, it may take thousands or thousands of years to completely refine the lower body of the beast.

But if there is a stele, it will only take decades.

For Han Muye, this stele was an excellent training aid.

Han Muye was a little hesitant just to exchange the wasteland for the Heaven Stele.

The Relic of the Wilderness is handed over to Xiang Lingshuang, and will become a springboard to the World of Wilderness in the future.

The Wild World is as powerful and prosperous as the Xianyuan World.

Han Muye wanted to find the source of bloodline power, so he naturally wanted to go there.

"Don't worry, I want Manghuang Relics so that I can return to Manghuang." Seeing Han Muye's hesitation, Marquis Wu spoke softly.

"Senior Brother Wen has his plans, so I should go to Manghuang."

"Tianxuan, it's yours after all."

There was a bit of loneliness in Wuhou's words.

But Han Muye heard something different.

Marquis Wu would leave Tianxuan, and Wen Xiang's calculations seemed to surpass Tianxuan world.

What are these sanctified great monks asking for?

"I can give you Marquis Wu, but one day, I also want to visit Marquis." Han Muye looked at Marquis Wu and said in a low voice.

With Wuhou Xiu as his combat power, being able to ask for it instead of waiting for him to snatch it when he drifts out of the Profound Sky World is already saving Han Muye's face.

"Okay." Marquis Wu laughed, handed a jade slip to Han Muye, and said, "When are you going to look for the Heaven Monument, let me know first."

This is reciprocation, telling Han Muye that he can help when Han Muye is looking for the Heavenly Monument.

Han Muye nodded, and his spiritual sense only swiped on the jade slip before exiting.

Seeing Han Muye walking out of the cabin, Marquis Wu's eyes gleamed.

"Good boy, the power of divine beasts dominates, if we gather the Heavenly Monument again, we can really integrate the complete power of divine beasts."

"How long have you not seen such ancient bloodline powerhouses after the shattering of the wild?"

"Is it time for me to be reckless..."

...

Flying through the boat, even if it is extremely secretive, it will encounter many attacks from demons and void beasts.

The generals driving the flying boat will take action and deal with these demons and alien beasts before they react.

But the further forward, not only the demons and alien beasts, but also the Shinto practitioners of the No Resentment Realm intercepted.

In the end, everyone broke down into pieces according to the plan they discussed before.

Admiral Feizhou will find a hidden place, set up a formation, and wait for the call.

The other strong men went their separate ways to the meeting place.

"Everyone, please leave the matter of the Conferred God Platform." Marquis Wu stood on the deck and raised his hand in a salute.

All the Profound Sky experts bowed their heads in return.

Han Muye turned around and looked at Yan Zhenqing, Qin Suyang and the others: "Seniors, Yun Chenxing will reunite again."

After he finished speaking, his figure moved, leading a gentle sword light to dissipate directly in the same place.

When it reappears, it is already in the void.

Yan Zhenqing and the others glanced at each other, but also handed over their hands, and then each turned into rainbow lights and flew away.

Their target is Yun Chenxing.

God King Yunchen was beheaded by Marquis Wu a hundred years ago, and several powerhouses on Yunchen Star have been fighting chaotically for the position of God King.

This time, the location chosen for the construction of the Conferred God Platform was Yunchenxing.

The savage Han Mu was escaping in the void, and the spiritual light on his body continued to subside. When he escaped for a million miles, when a magnificent star could be seen in front of him, there was only a golden light left on his body.

Han Muye is not unfamiliar with the practice of Shinto, which is spread in the No Complaint Realm. From Sun Yun's memory, he has already understood the practice of Shinto.

Coupled with the fact that he practiced Dahuang Ting before, he was also very familiar with Shinto methods.

With the method of Dahuang Court, he cultivated Confucianism and Taoism. At this time, his aura and aura converged, and the whole body was full of golden divine light.

Anyone who sees it will think that he is a real Shinto practitioner.

"Where is the god general, come to my Yun Chenxing?"

Ahead, a voice sounded, and a team of soldiers in pale golden armor stood in the void.

Not far away, a flying boat with golden divine light came quietly.

The strength of this team of soldiers can block the heavens, and with the help of the flying boat, even the out-of-body major repair can also resist for a while.

The mere Yun Chenxing has such a protective power, and the strength of the No Resentment Realm is really not to be underestimated.

Han Muye stood in the void, raised his hand, and a jade tablet appeared in his palm.

"Under the Throne of the Broken Moon God, Sun Yun, the general of the broken front god, came to Yunchen Xing to work."

There was indifference in Han Muye's voice.

The jade card is real, and the imprint of the soul on it is also real.

God King Broken Moon did arrange some small tasks for Sun Yun.

The power Han Muye showed with Da Huang Ting was similar to that of Sun Yun Xiu.

The general on the opposite side stretched out his hand to catch the jade token, and his spiritual sense probed it. With a smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that it is General Sun, the god of the broken front."

For Shinto practitioners, God divides their practice into three categories. Han Muye showed the second category, with seven or eight levels of combat power.

The general on the opposite side is only a third-class god general, and his cultivation base is enough to block his first entry into the Golden Core.

Facing Han Muye, the general said respectfully.

"Since he is the general under the throne of the Moon Broken God, we, Yun Chenxing, welcome him."

While talking, the general stepped forward and handed back the jade card: "The last general is under the throne of Taiyu God—"

Han Muye frowned, and the other party hurriedly lowered his voice: "God will forgive me, although Divine Sovereign Taiyu has not yet been sealed, it will be a matter of time."

Taiyu, Mingji, Gao Sun, Zitai, the four gods under the throne of Yunchen God were all vying for the throne of God King.

Because these four did not have the imprint of the God King, they actually did not have enough strength to control Yun Chenxing.

But the cultivation of Taiyu Divine Sovereign is already at the second level of transformation. As long as he can get the seal of the No Resentment Realm, and the cultivation base plus the power of will, he can have the fighting power of the road.

In fact, in the past 100 years, several powerful god kings in the No Resentment Realm have also been watching.

As a result, Taiyu and the four of them were weaker, and several god kings were reluctant to hand over Yun Chenxing to them.

Second, there are several tyrannical gods under the god kings, who are also fighting this Yun Chenxing's idea.

"I heard from my God King that Zitai God Sovereign has reached the third level of Divine Transformation, and he has the power to suppress Taiyu God Sovereign." Han Muye said lightly with a light smile in his eyes.

These words, the other party did not dare to take it lightly.

Just embarrassed.

The cultivation of the four gods is not something that ordinary gods can discuss.

Moreover, Sun Yun, who Han Muye pretended to be, was the Divine General of the Shattering Front, and was under the throne of the God of the Moon.

The attitude of a god king is very important to the four god kings.

"Cough, General Sun, please go to Taiyu Shenjun Dojo for repairs. After Shenjun leaves the customs, he will receive the general well."

The opposing general's words were even more humble.

Han Muye pondered for a while, looked at the surrounding void, and finally nodded.

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and while leading Han Muye to Feizhou, he recruited someone to send a message to Yun Chenxing.

Han Muye was placed in the quiet room on the top floor of the flying boat, where all kinds of spiritual fruits and wine were served.

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Han Muye shook his head gently.

This is one of the disadvantages of Shinto practice.

The practice of Shinto places more emphasis on inheritance and Taoism than other practices.

A god-king can control a star with the power of incense.

Those gods, whether they are gods or gods, are all influenced by gods.

This kind of practice is easy to cultivate, but the foundation is not stable.

Inheritance of the gods of the No Resentment Realm, the god slaves and soldiers who never entered the mainstream, to the third-level gods, the two-level gods, although the combat power is powerful, it is not the way to longevity.

The only way to ask for the avenue is to become a king of gods.

It is a pity that the position of the king of gods is too few.

"boom--"

The flying boat smashed through the sky, and at that instant, a faint divine light poured out from Han Muye's body.

He quickly ran the Great Yellow Court, combining the power of the divine way with the power of his own soul.

His divine soul power was already extremely strong, and at this time, he used the means of the Great Yellow Court to trigger it, which immediately triggered the power of heaven and earth.

On the deck of the flying boat, the general who led Han Muye to Taiyu Zhenjun Dojo turned his head and looked at the top cabin with a smile on his face.

Just knowing that a Shattering Front God will come alone under the throne of God, definitely has the confidence.

This person seems to have only just become a god in his cultivation, and only has a flash of divinity. In fact, his own strength is already extremely tyrannical.

The soul that can evoke the power of heaven and earth must be a half-step true monarch.

Also, although the Moon Breaker God King is not the strongest among the eighteen God Kings, he is still in the top six.

This divine general in his hand naturally has his own uniqueness.

"when--"

Ahead, the sound of jade chimes came.

A group of female fairies wearing palace dresses walked slowly through the waves, holding the palace lanterns leading the way.

Han Muye walked out of the quiet room and stood in front of the third-floor porthole of the flying boat, his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed.

"Brother Li, what does God Taiyu mean?"

The divine general who brought Han Muye here was named Li Hui, and his cultivation was at the half-step heaven realm, and he had already gathered his divine nature.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Li Hui showed a smile on his face and said softly, "General Sun, this is the importance that the Lord of God has placed on your arrival."

Anger flashed across Han Muye's face, and he said solemnly, "Is it important? The mission my god king ordered me to come here is—"

When he said this, he stopped again, his expression turned cold, he waved his hand, and went straight back to the cabin.

Li Hui smiled proudly, raised his hand to signal Feizhou to slowly descend to the Taiyu Zhenjun Dojo under the guidance of the female fairy.

At this speed, in this scene, it would be strange if the other three True Monarchs did not investigate.

Sure enough, in just a moment, Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, sensed that several divine soul powers were coming quietly.

The use of divine soul power by Shinto practitioners is extremely delicate. If Han Muye hadn't materialized the divine soul power and cultivated the Great Yellow Court, he would not have been able to perceive the existence of these divine soul powers.

He sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his face was full of anger, and he whispered in a low voice: "This Taiyu God is really as domineering as God King said, not as calm as Zitai God."

"It's just that the God King also said that the location of Yunchen God King's Divine Seal Fragment is a secret, and it is also a chance. Who can get it..."

Feeling the tremors of the divine soul power around him, Han Muye stopped the conversation, just shook his head, calmed down his own power, and slowly adjusted his breath.

At this moment, on the entire Yunchen Star, several great monks stood up at the same time.

"The news of God King Yunchen's Divine Seal Fragment!" An old man wearing a purple robe and covered in divine light squinted his eyes and turned his eyes to the sky.

"Haha, it's interesting, Taiyu didn't always claim to be the direct descendant of the god king, so he didn't get the god seal yet. This time, I will play with you." At the center of a magnificent dojo, there was a light laugh and a whisper.

...

"boom--"

On a mountain peak, at the top of the continuous palace, the main hall originally covered by clouds and mist suddenly appeared.

A tall middle-aged man holding a golden scepter, with a golden halo in his eyes, raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Over there, the flying boat that Han Muye was riding on had already revealed a trace of its outline.

This tall and middle-aged man is Taiyu Divine Lord, the first person under the Yunchen Divine Throne back then.

When he appeared, stretching the hall, countless Shinto practitioners bowed and bowed.

God Taiyu raised his head, looked at the flying boat in the sky, and whispered in his mouth.

"This is the chance for this king!"

"I, Tai Yu, waited 30,000 years to finally take that position."

"Yunchenxing, it will be renamed Taiyuxing in the future!"

Waving the scepter in his hand, a golden streamer turned into a long rainbow, pulling the flying boat and slowly falling.

At this moment, several golden divine lights in the void collided and entangled the flying boat.

Taiyu Divine Sovereign showed anger on his face, and there was a divine light on his body that turned into a phantom.

"Hehe, Daoist Taiyu, that's how you treat guests?" With a chuckle in the void, a young man in a black robe appeared.

BenQ God.

"You are also worthy of being a guest?" Taiyu Shenjun sneered and raised the scepter in his hand.

The golden phantom behind him turned into clasped arms.

The expression on Mingji's face remained unchanged, and he turned his head to look around.

"Fellow Daoists, there will be a god under the Moon Breaker Throne in the future, so you just watch the fun like this?"