Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

One sword, stab the fairy!

Thorn Lord!

A sword cultivator who is no more than a fairy takes his sword to stab the fairy!

It's like an ant raising its arms to challenge an elephant.

It doesn't matter how strong it is, the key is that an ant raised its arms to a giant elephant.

This is provocation!

This is about the dignity of a fairy!

The sword light only pierced a thousand feet before turning into nothingness.

enough.

"kill!"

There was a loud drink.

A sword light shines, illuminating the world!

The sword in Ziyu Xianjun's hand pierced the sky, piercing the void!

Han Muye has already provoked with a sword, as Han Muye's elder, how could he wait?

He didn't use his sword, and waited for Han Muye to be beheaded and suppressed?

He said that he would protect Han Muye from death.

That is, no matter how powerful the enemy is in front of him, he must protect Han Muye from death!

"Haha, it's so decisive, I like it!" Immortal Huyuan let out a long laugh, and flew up, with golden light flashing on his body, and the golden armor emerged.

The Tutian Demon King, who was already confronting the god general, spread his wings and went straight into the void without hesitation.

The three immortals come out together!

This scene overwhelmed the inside and outside of the city, imprisoning the void.

The power of the Xianjun strongman made the void start to vibrate, as if it was about to shatter immediately.

How many years has there been such a scene in Burying Immortal City!

The three immortals came out together, at least not in ten thousand years.

"Ants, ants!"

In the void, the roar of the immortal king of the gods came.

He was greeted by Immortal Ziyu's Sword Light Breaking through the Sky.

"Ants?" Immortal Ziyu looked indifferent, and the sword light reflected the coldness, freezing the space in front of the long sword.

"It's not backed by the God Realm. A mere god general is no more than an ant in front of this fairy."

The sword light tore through the void, revealing the figure of the general.

He was dressed in black armor, holding a three-foot long knife, his face was pale, and the black armor covered his body seemed to vibrate like scales.

The long knife was raised, and the god general struggled to cut it out.

After all, it was Xianjun's combat power, and he blocked Ziyu Xianjun's long sword with a single blow.

But when the long sword was pressed against Immortal Ziyu's long sword, the Earth Fish God General's expression became even uglier, his body shook, and he retreated uncontrollably.

"boom--"

Immortal Huyuan punched down, causing the void to vibrate.

The Earth Fish God General trembled, and a mouthful of golden divinity spewed out from his mouth.

He didn't stop, and with a slash of the long knife in his hand, he broke through the void and retreated.

If he didn't leave, one blow from Tutian Demon King could kill him.

Seeing him retreating in defeat, the Demon King Tutian let out a long laugh, spread his wings and swayed a silver-gray light curtain, covering the two standing protoss powerhouses.

With the silver light shining, the bodies of the two protoss turned into gray mudstone pillars, which were taken away by the demon king Tutian.

"Stab—"

In the distance, Han Muye's sword array finally beheaded the two gods wrapped in it.

The pervasive divinity dissipated vigorously towards the surroundings.

Kill God.

"Slay God!"

Outside the city, someone shouted loudly.

The figures that flew out of the city waved their weapons one after another, arousing a series of immortal lights.

Without the powerhouses of the Protoss, the alien races outside the city are all opponents and can only be slaughtered with their hands tied.

Bai Tu and the others looked at each other, and with a movement, they flew to surround and kill those dark monsters and immortal envoys.

As for Han Muye, he gently withdrew the long sword that wrapped the divinity, quietly collected the vigorous divinity, and then flew and landed outside the city.

Stepping outside the city, the ground is gray and black, with gravel and gravel, and countless dead bones.

Leaning down, Han Muye picked up a half-foot-long sword blade.

This rusted and broken sword can no longer see its original features, only mottled rust marks on it, which seem to reveal traces of fairy marks, and there are streams of evil air flowing.

Han Muye grasped it in his hand, and the sword energy penetrated.

"boom--"

In his mind, pictures emerged one after another.

Jianguang, all Jianguang.

fight.

In the broken memory, there is only fighting.

This is a sword full of killing.

"For my fairy world, kill—"

An old roar came, and the long sword stabbed out without hesitation.

fracture.

The broken long sword watched as its master was torn apart by a long black claw.

The sword fell to the ground, was stepped on by a black animal foot, and then broke into several pieces.

Han Muye lowered his head and saw broken weapons scattered everywhere, as well as some jade bones gleaming with immortal light.

The names of the broken bones here are left on the stone wall of the Immortal Burial City.

Holding the broken sword, Han Muye walked to the place where his master fell in the memory of the long sword, and stretched out his hand to grab a piece of broken jade bone.

"Junior Han Muye, bring senior back to the Immortal Burial City."

Holding the jade bone and the broken sword in both hands, Han Muye turned and walked towards the City of Burying Immortals.

The figures of several dark monsters emerged and rushed towards him.

The streamer behind Han Muye flashed, smashing these dark monsters into pieces.

The power gathered on this streamer has been so powerful that it is unimaginably strong.

An immortal envoy with a warhammer flew over and smashed down with the warhammer in his hand.

With one roll of the soft streamer, the Immortal Killer, who was ten feet tall and could kill with a hammer in the Void Refining Realm, was wrapped around him, and then he continued to strangle him.

When the bloody streamer slowly drifted back to Han Muye's back, there were only fragments left on the ten-foot slaying fairy envoy.

Walking forward, in front of Han Muye was the city wall that went straight up to the sky, with the mottled blue and gray bricks and stones showing countless bombardment marks.

Fragmented in many places, covered with green algae that looked like moss.

But the flashing fairy light and fairy patterns on the entire city wall showed the strength of the city wall.

The city gate, which is hundreds of feet high, is thick and solid.

There are traces of black iron color, and there are mysterious marks one by one.

Han Muye walked forward slowly, and the heavy iron gate that was hundreds of feet high slowly opened.

"Crack—"

The city gate made a harsh friction sound because it had not been opened for countless years.

In the city gate, black puppets and immortal cultivators lined up on both sides.

Everyone stared at Han Muye.

"Senior, we're back." Han Muye said softly, holding a jade bone and a broken sword in both hands, he strode into the city gate full of decay.

"Roar--"

A battle puppet suddenly roared.

The other war puppets also roared all day long.

They seem to be welcoming back the Warriors.

"Boy, my grandson also likes you very much." The voice of Lingjian Jinxian rang in Han Muye's ear.

Grandson?

who is it?

Han Muye raised his head and saw the top of the Immortal Burial City, the huge divine beast Wuzhi Qi Xuying's eyes fell on him, and then his whole figure slowly dissipated.

Behind him, the gate of the Immortal Burial City was slowly closed.

On the top of the city, one after another figures fell.

"Slay God!"

Someone shouted.

"Slay God—"

Countless people shouted loudly.

The shouts shook the sky, and slowly, it turned into silence.

Slowly, there was the sound of suppressed crying.

There are at the top of the city.

There are also in the city.

Han Muye turned his head, and Immortal Ziyu, who was on the top of the wall with a serious face, nodded slightly, and then disappeared in a flash.

Immortal Huyuan, who had turned into a half-armored man, grinned and flew away.

With his wings folded, the demon king Tutian, who was full of celestial light, fell back to the top of the city, looked at Han Muye and said with a smile, "You just took in two protoss guys, one for each."

He raised his hand and threw a gray-black mud pillar in front of Han Muye.

"If you don't use the divinity that you have received, you can go to the city to find the god-slaying war puppet and exchange it for success."

"Tsk tsk, the divinity of the two protoss teenagers has been exchanged for a lot of merit."

After the words fell, Tutian Xianjun no longer stayed where he was, but also fled away.

They left, and the city slowly began to rejoice.

In today's battle, not only Han Muye succeeded in slaying the gods, but other people also hunted and killed many dark monsters, as well as many divine slayers.

Whether these divinities are used for cultivation or exchange for meritorious service, it is a big gain.

Su Jian and the other five flew behind Han Muye, with smiles on their faces.

They also gained a lot this trip.

Moreover, for them, the biggest gain is not to get the divinity dropped by beheading, but this battle, which gave them incomparable confidence.

It turned out that the protoss outside Burial Immortal City were nothing more than that.

With such self-confidence, they can live longer than others.

Han Muye glanced at the top of the wall, and said softly, "Let's go back to the camp."

...

Back at the camp, Han Muye buried the jade bone and the broken sword outside the camp, and then went straight into the big tent.

The golden formation light curtain rose, and two groups of divinity floated in front of him.

The divinity of the two protoss teenagers who can have the combat power of the Daluo Jinxian, with golden brilliance, twisted there like living creatures.

Han Muye pressed his palm on one of the balls, feeling the surging power.

Divine power can enhance the firmness of the body, and can also make one's own strength thicker.

With superimposed immortal energy, the cultivation base and combat power can be improved a lot.

Pressing down on the palm, this group of divinity turned into 5,000 fingernail-sized fragments.

A dark monster containing divinity is about a piece of this size.

In other words, this protoss powerhouse with the combat power of Da Luo is equivalent to the power of five thousand dark monsters.

If one piece of merit is exchanged for meritorious service in the City of Burying Immortals, one fragment is one meritorious service, and this strong protoss is worth 5,000 meritorious services.

It's just that there has never been such a thing as going out of the city to hunt and kill the strong gods for tens of thousands of years. Many immortal cultivators have accumulated meritorious deeds in exchange for stationing at the top of the city.

For most immortal cultivators, there are not many opportunities to hunt and kill dark monsters.

Feeling the power of divinity, Han Muye's mind kept replaying the previous images of beheading the gods.

The Protoss is very strong and fast, but before his sword formation, he didn't last long.

Because these protoss did not exert their own strength.

The body is tyrannical and powerful, but the use of power is not subtle.

If this is the case, those protoss who seem to be powerful in combat are actually not very scary.

As for the Dark Warcraft, they are fast and ubiquitous, but less lethal.

The Immortal Killer is mainly used for siege, one-on-one, not difficult to deal with.

The sword array, the scene of the battle, various analysis, Han Muye didn't get up until half a day later.

Walking out of the big tent, Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden talisman rose up.

Zhao Chen and others hurried over.

"This is divinity, and it's something dropped from hunting aliens."

"This divinity can be exchanged for meritorious service in the city, or it can directly assist in cultivation."

Han Muye raised his hand and threw out the divinity of the protoss powerhouse that was shattered into five thousand pieces.

Two per person.

He turned his head and looked at Su Jian and the others.

"You lead everyone to practice the formation and demonstrate the battle outside the city."

As a top powerhouse, a replay is necessary.

Bai Tu and the other five nodded.

With today's battle, they have the confidence to gain a firm foothold in the city.

"Starting tomorrow, half of us will go to the top of the city to familiarize ourselves with the battlefield."

Han Muye's words shocked everyone.

It was agreed to rest for ten days, but I didn't expect that there would be no rest for this day?

But thinking of Yunlan Sword Immortal and the others leaving the city to fight and returning after beheading the gods, everyone's faces showed eagerness again.

It is the right time to make contributions.

All of a sudden, more than two thousand sword sect elites were all gearing up, wishing they could choose themselves to go to the city right away.

Han Muye turned around and recruited Zhao Chen to go to the location in the city of Xianxian.

The fairy light flew away, and it took two hours to reach the tall city tower.

The tower shone with celestial light, and countless immortal cultivators entered and exited it.

There are no guards here, only a war puppets wearing black armor to protect them.

Many of the scattered immortal cultivators are like stalls, displaying many trading objects.

Zhao Chen was very interested in these things, turned around, but came back a little disappointed.

"In this city, divinity is used as a bargaining chip."

"The fairy stone we brought is useless."

Also useful.

The price of exchanging millions of fairy spirit stones for just a piece of divinity made Zhao Chen lose interest.

As far as he knows, divinity is also a scarce item in the Rain-covered Immortal Realm, but the exchange price is only a million immortal spirit stones.

In this way, there is no chance of changing hands to make a difference.

"I just asked, in order to prevent the depletion of the divinity here too much and reduce the power of Burying Immortal City, the price of divinity is controlled." Han Muye said with a smile.

"However, exchanging divinity for meritorious deeds, and then exchanging meritorious deeds for some treasures that are not available in the fairy world, this is a good business."

Zhao Chen's eyes lit up at Han Muye's words, and he hurriedly said, "Brother, change quickly."

"We just came to Burial Immortal City to complete God Slaying. If this treasure is exchanged and sent back, it will definitely bring in a lot of money. Well, as you said, sponsorship."

Han Muye nodded with a smile, and the two quickly walked into the long hall in front of them.

Walking into the main hall, one can see the tall black pillars that look like melting furnaces.

There are black war puppets stationed in front of each big pillar.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to exchange merit?" A thin Taoist in a green robe stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Please show the merit badge first."

Merit card?

Han Muye really didn't.

Hearing Han Muye said no, the Taoist's eyes lit up, he looked at Han Muye, and said with a smile, "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is Yunlan Sword Immortal who cuts the god today."

He pointed to the jade wall in front of him: "The sword fairy can directly record his name on it, and then he can receive the medal of meritorious service."

"It's not a name, it can be a name."

The code name is fine, and the name does not have to be recorded.

Han Muye stepped forward, looking at the words that kept flashing on the stone wall.

At the top, there are five of them, Ziyu Xianjun and Tutian Demon King. There is no specific data, but they are at the top, and their names are also purple.

Below, are dozens of golden names.

"Severing the sky with one sword, the meritorious service is three hundred and twenty-eight thousand and six hundred."

"Yanyu Jiangnan, three hundred and nine hundred and fourteen meritorious deeds."

"Potato, three hundred and eight thousand one hundred meritorious service."

"Zhao Jinhe, meritorious service two hundred and eighty-six thousand three hundred and fifty-five."

...

There are not many people with more than 100,000 meritorious service, only a few dozen.

The real number is 10,000 to 30,000.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, don't look at the names with tens of thousands or more, they are all strong men who have been stationed in the city for more than 100,000 years."

"Some are no longer in the city, and many have also fallen."

The green-robed Taoist behind him pointed to a jade-colored stone pillar next to the stone wall: "This is the ranking of nearly a thousand years."

Han Muye and Zhao Chen turned their heads to look, and saw three blue names on the top.

"Qin Baijian's meritorious service is eight thousand six hundred and fifty-four."

"Tao Zhu, meritorious service seven thousand four hundred and sixty-three."

"Jiuyue Taoist, meritorious service seven thousand three hundred and twenty."

The light cyan name below basically has meritorious deeds ranging from thousands to hundreds.

That's right.

With the state of defense of the Immortal Burial City, only those few immortal monarchs are able to obtain 10,000 meritorious service.

Han Muye raised his hand and left his name on the jade bi.

"Han Wudi."

From Yunteng Wasteland, his invincible name has been passed down.

Now, he wants to spread the name of invincibility in the city of burying immortals.

With a flash of light, a blue jade tablet landed in Han Muye's hand.

On the jade tablet, there is the name of Han Wudi.

Spiritual thoughts fell on it, and some messages were transmitted.

Zhao Chen on the side also curiously raised his hand to leave his name on the jade bi.

"Zhao Wanwan."

After receiving his medal of meritorious service, Zhao Chen showed surprise on his face.

"Meteorite from the God Realm, the size of a hundred catties only costs three merit points, and such treasures are worth tens of millions of fairy stones in the fairy world."

"The source crystal of the myriad worlds, this thing is a good thing for refining spirit treasures, and you can exchange ten of them for one merit point."

"White Jade Frost Branch, can you directly increase your cultivation? One meritorious service is worth three catties, and sending it back to the fairy world can be exchanged for three million fairy stones."

No matter where he was, Han Muye shouted excitedly, holding the meritorious service jade medal, and took out the divinity in his hand.

The black-armored war puppet took the jade tablet and divinity, and pressed them on the blue-black copper pillar.

With a flash of divine light, the divinity disappeared.

Numbers also appeared on Han Muye's jade tablet.

"One thousand one hundred and sixty-three meritorious deeds, which can be exchanged for five thousand meritorious deeds."

As the number appeared, his name also appeared on the side stone wall.

Moreover, as soon as it appeared, it overwhelmed everyone in the millennium ranking and directly reached the top.

At this moment, the strong men in the entire Burial Immortal City felt the change in their merit cards.

"Hiss—climb directly to the top, who is this?"

"Han Wudi? Yunlan Sword Immortal? Going out of the city to kill the gods deserves the honor of reaching the top."

"Han Wudi, this name is quite arrogant."

"Arrogance? This is self-confidence. I am afraid that the name of invincibility is not for inside the city, but outside the city."

Countless people in the city talked about it, some were curious, some were excited, and many had fighting intent in their eyes.

"In ten thousand years, the first strong man who went out of the city to hunt and kill the gods." The green-robed Taoist who had been standing behind had a look of emotion on his face.

The meritorious service is ranked according to the hunting data, but the meritorious value exchanged for divinity is the real deal.

Han Muye's 5,000 meritorious deeds were worthless, so he directly exchanged them for various supplies in front of the blue stone pillar.

There are not many that can be used directly.

Han Muye also noticed that the exchange in the city is basically raw materials, collected from the God Realm.

In the entire Immortal Burial City, there are many immortal cultivators, among whom there are many master alchemists who can help refine them.

It's just that the commission charged is not cheap.

The materials that Han Muye exchanged were not intended to be directly refined.

Hand it over to Zhao Chen.

"It takes thirty merit points to start a material transfer, which is really expensive." Zhao Chen muttered.

There is a teleportation array not far away to communicate with the fairy world, and the merit points that can be consumed are scary.

Thirty merit points, worth at least 30 million fairy stones.

For most immortal cultivators, they simply cannot afford such a high price, so it is better to leave these supplies in the city of funerals.

"Fortunately, what I got in exchange for this teleportation trip is far from comparable to thirty meritorious deeds."

With a smile on Zhao Chen's face, he raised his hand and took out a jade slip, and then pressed the storage bag full of supplies on the jade plate in front of him.

Han Muye took out the merit card and handed over the merit value.

The fairy light flickered, and the jade slips and supplies disappeared.

The two watched the fairy light dissipate, turned and left.

The rest of the matter will be handled by Immortal Realm.

In the center of the trading hall of the Xuanling Sword Sect, a large formation that had been set up not long ago suddenly flashed with immortal light.

The immortal cultivators stationed beside the formation were stunned for a moment.

"Yes, is it Zhao Shaodong who sent the news?"

"So fast?"

"Didn't it take Zhao Shaodong and Yunlan Sword Immortal to go to Bury Immortal City for half a day?"

Seeing the flickering of the fairy light, the faces of the few old men who flew over were dignified.

In the hall, more figures fell.

This large formation is specially set up for Unicom Burial City, specifically, it is specially set up for Yunlan Sword Immortal and the others.

Under Zhao Chen's matchmaking, the amount of shares invested by all parties was frighteningly large.

Everyone is afraid that they will lose everything, and they will be unable to get off the horse.

This big formation is to get the news from the Immortal Burial City as soon as possible.

"What news can there be in such a short period of time? It can't be, has something changed over there?" Someone said in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"Zhao Shaodong is used to doing business. Could he be asking for something this time? Will you give it?" An old man in a gray robe frowned, watching a piece of jade slip appear amidst the celestial light.

"Transferring supplies from the Immortal Burial City costs a lot. If it's not urgent, I really shouldn't activate the big formation." An old man looked ugly, and said in a low voice: "That kid Zhao Chen is still not prudent enough."

"It's coming."

An old man in green robe and jade crown raised his hand, and a jade slip fell into his palm.

The Golden Immortal powerhouse just waits for the teleportation array, and such things are only available in this hall.

Starting with the jade slip, he penetrated with his spiritual sense.

"hiss--"

The old man trembled and almost threw the jade slip away.

"Old Xu, what's the matter?"

"Old Xu, is that guy Zhao Chen talking like a lion?"

"Old Xu, could it be that Yunlan Sword Immortal couldn't last even a day?"

Everyone around spoke anxiously.

Elder Xu held the jade slips tightly, and looked up at the big formation that was still flickering with immortal light in front of him, with an uncontrollable sparkle in his eyes: "Don't worry, it's coming soon."

right away?

What?

"Om—"

There was a loud shock, and a storage bag appeared on it.

It seems that the items in this storage bag are so valuable that even the large array can hardly support the power of teleportation.

Not waiting for the storage bag; when it fell, Elder Xu had already reached out and grabbed it.

His divine sense penetrated, his expression changed, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, Yunlan Sword Immortal, Han Wudi, Han Wudi!"

"What an invincible in the world!"

Holding the jade slip in one hand and the storage bag in the other, Elder Xu looked around and shouted: "The Immortal of Yunlan Sword, Han Wudi, was buried in the Immortal City, went straight to the top of the city, and fought out of the city, beheading the two gods!"

Kill God!

In the hall, there was silence.

Everyone has dull expressions on their faces.

This news is too, too untrue.

Even if Sword Immortal Yunlan was seriously injured, Sword Immortal Yunlan was received by the Immortal Lord, Sword Immortal Yunlan was well prepared, and any news was possible, but the news that he would kill God just once he entered the city was impossible...

Mr. Xu laughed, and raised his hand to cover the jade slip with a ray of celestial light, revealing the words on it.

Then, he raised his hand and shook, and the materials exchanged for more than 4,000 merit points in the storage bag were scattered all over the place and piled up into mountains!

"God Realm Meteorite!"

"Spirit Crystal of Myriad Worlds!"

"Fuck, how many frost branches are there!"

"Sent..."

A piece of emotion.

For these immortal cultivators who devoted themselves to merchants and controlled the business and material transactions of all parties, Han Muye's outstanding achievements were not as important as these real materials.

These are the most real benefits that can be obtained by them.

"Quickly, count the supplies, we need to realize these treasures as soon as possible."

"There is such a harvest in one day. Whatever Yunlan Sword Immortal needs, we will supply it as soon as possible."

"Send a message, send a message quickly, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, Wushuang's record in Buried Immortal City, hunting and killing Shuang in one day, foreign race."

There was a lot of shouts, and the whole hall was noisy.

All have their own interests and interests behind them.

But now their interests are the same.

To make a name for Yunlan Sword Immortal, and to realize their business.

Han Muye, who is far away in the Immortal Burial City, doesn't care about the actions in the fairy world.

Let Zhao Chen go back to the camp, and he went straight to the main hall in the city.

There are many halls, if not for guidance, Han Muye would not be able to find the place to go.

"Senior Ziyu."

Stepping into the hall full of purple fairy lights, Han Muye bowed.

Immortal Ziyu's divine thoughts move.

Of course, Han Muye should respect this senior Jianzong.

In the future, he will be buried in the city of immortals, this is his family's biggest backer.

At the top, Immortal Ziyu, who was wearing a lavender robe and flashing sword intent, stood with his hands behind his back.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, Han Wudi."

Han Muye raised his head, and what he saw was the depth in Ziyu Xianjun's eyes, like the stars shining in the universe.

His whole body was shaken, and the power of the soul, which was as strong as a golden fairy, shook, making his mind freeze.

"Golden Immortal Soul, so this is your true strength."

Immortal Ziyu nodded, his complexion softened slightly.

If there is a golden fairy soul, then going out to fight in the city is not asking for death, nor is it using these immortals as bargaining chips.

"The swordsmanship is good, the cultivation base is not bad, what is rare is that he has the heart to fight."

"I heard that you came to the Immortal Burial City because you got into trouble with the Taoist sect."

Immortal Ziyu looked at Han Muye and said softly, "I will make peace for you, so that the Taoist sect will not pursue it anymore, and you can leave this place."

leave?

Han Muye raised his head and looked at Immortal Ziyu.

"After today, as long as you go to the top of the city, there will be gods hunting and killing you. I can protect you for a day, but not a thousand."

Immortal Ziyu looked calm.

This is the truth.

In today's battle, Han Muye greatly boosted the morale of the Immortal Burial City, but he himself became the one who must be killed by the God Clan.

"Also, in the future, the battle at the top of the city will be ten times and a hundred times more intense than before, and the damage will be much greater. There will be many people who will hate you."

Immortal Ziyu said indifferently: "So I advise you to go early."

It is easy to become famous in one battle, but the counterattack and revenge of the protoss is the real headache.

Even if there is a morale boost in the whole city, how long can this boost last, and how much damage can it sustain?

In the hall, the atmosphere was slightly dull.

Han Muye shook his head and said softly, "Senior, this junior won't leave."

Immortal Ziyu's eyes flickered, and there was mystery in the depth.

"Give me a reason."

But in everything you do, you need something.

Han Muye must have a reason to stay in Xianxian City.

"I want to compete for Shengxiantai."

Ascension to Sendai.

The sword light on Immortal Ziyu's body trembled slightly.

But he didn't speak.

enough.

Just have a reason.

As for the reason, that was Han Muye's own business.

"Then be careful."

Immortal Ziyu nodded, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Lingjian, you can make friends."

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.

Coming here, Han Muye finally knew who the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal was.

A spirit sword is a spirit sword.

A sword with spirit.

This senior saber stayed here to help guard the City of Burying Immortals.

Lingjian has a weird temper and is difficult to get close to.

But Han Muye seems to be very fond of his temper.

When Han Muye left the main hall of Immortal Ziyu, he happened to meet Immortal Yuhe who was wearing a green robe.

"Boy, not bad."

Han Muye nodded and bowed.

—————

In the large tent, in front of Han Muye were dozens of Sword Sect elites.

These are the powerhouses who have been drawn out to lead the formations.

"Starting tomorrow, we will send 1,200 sects to go to the city together."

Han Muye looked at the crowd with a solemn expression: "This battle is dangerous, it may be better than today."

Tomorrow's battle will of course be more dangerous than today's.

Even Immortal Ziyu asked Han Muye to leave, which shows that the battle ahead is difficult.

Han Muye glanced over the crowd, and then said softly, "How dare you all?"

dare?

In the big tent, everyone stood up, with sword lights flashing on their bodies.

There is no need to speak, just bow with fists in your hands, that is the response.

Since he came to Bury Immortal City, he had nothing to dare.

Han Muye nodded, and looked at Zhao Chen who was at the side.

"Since everyone is determined to fight, then we must be fully prepared."

"Tomorrow, we will go out of the city to fight."

Out of town!

Everyone was shocked.

Zhao Chen stood up and took out storage bags one by one with a smile.

"Everyone, just practice well, keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

Those leading disciples took the storage bags and poked their spiritual thoughts in, all of them staring wide-eyed.

"This, brother Zhao, this, I'm afraid, there is no way to keep a low profile..."

...

"Woo--"

In the void, the horn of attack came.

Then, streaks of golden light rose up and turned into golden light curtains.

In the entire Burial Immortal City, everyone looked up and looked at the head of the city ahead.

Aliens, attacking.

It can be heard from the sound of the horn that this is the assembly of the army.

"Hey, I don't know how many fellow daoists are about to fall from the city..." Someone had a complex expression and said in a low voice.

Yesterday's battle aroused the Protoss' revenge, and after today, the battle at the top of the city will inevitably continue.

"Let's go, get ready to go to the top of the city." Someone shouted, and the fairy light flashed on his body.

The large formations in the rear began to stimulate their own power to provide energy for the large formations in the city of buried immortals.

"boom--"

A sword light shot up into the sky.

Immortal cultivators who had paid close attention to Han Muye and his camp were in an uproar.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan!"

"Sword Immortal Yunlan and the others are going to the city today!"

When more than 1,200 sword lights rose, there were countless exclamations.

"Are you crazy? Going to the top of the city today is courting death!"

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, are you going to use the blood of your own family to pave the way for yourself?"

"Hey, meritorious deeds are fascinating..."

Everyone watched, more than 1,200 sword lights fell on the top of the city.

"Roar--"

Outside the city, countless howls and furious roars came.

"kill."

A majestic voice, short and powerful.

Those strong and strong immortal envoys and dark monsters rushed to the top of the city.

The black-armored army formations are all in the sky.

"Be careful, that is the Protoss army formation."

"There is no one in my fairyland army that can stop their army, so I can only stick to it."

From the top of the city, a nervous reminder sounded.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the army formation, and he slowly drew the sword in his hand.

Behind him, everyone's eyes flickered.

"Out of town."

Han Muye gave an order, amidst the exclamations of everyone at the top of the wall and behind.

One thousand two hundred and six figures stepped out of the city.

On the second day after Yunlan Sword Immortal was buried in the Immortal City, he left the city again to fight against the God Clan army.