Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Luyang Daozong, which had gone through the war, was in chaos everywhere.

Fortunately, the main hall is still neat.

Han Muye, Baitu and the others sat opposite the seven immortals, their momentum was not much weaker.

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan is righteous, and the poor Daoist will lead everyone from the same sect to thank the hundreds of millions of comrades in the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm."

The person who spoke was Yang Yuxianjun, the suzerain of Luyang Taoist sect.

The other six immortals also bowed their hands.

Han Muye quickly returned the gift.

On the way to the main hall, they had already introduced each other.

The Rain-covering Immortal Realm that Han Muye and the others lived in was separated from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm by countless voids, but they still had some intersections and knew each other's names.

For Han Muye and the others to cross the Immortal Burial City to this place, and break through the Immortal Formation, everyone was astonished.

After everyone sat down again, Immortal Yang Yu looked at Han Muye curiously: "Little friend Yunlan, how did you break the immortal formation?"

The Immortal Refining Formation was not even dared to be broken by a single blow, but Han Muye broke it directly, and even beheaded an immortal.

Who dares to imagine such means?

"Hey, it cost me a secret treasure from the Fuyu Immortal Realm, the value—" Han Muye shook his head, waved his hands, and a look of pain flashed across his face: "It's okay not to say, but fortunately, I saved the seniors. A piece of merit."

Not to mention, since breaking the immortal formation, Han Muye really felt the closeness of this fairy world.

He has felt this kind of affinity of heaven and earth power before.

If he practiced in this Zhenyuan Immortal Realm, his cultivation speed might be several times faster.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Immortal Yang Yu turned his head and exchanged glances with the several immortals beside him.

Everyone nodded slightly.

Immortal Yang Yu reached out and took out a jade box, on which the fairy light turned into golden talismans.

"This is a million divine crystals. Although it cannot make up for the loss of my little friend, it is also the wish of my Luyang Taoist sect."

Millions of divine crystals are roughly equivalent to a few tenths of those divine crystal beams that collapsed before.

However, Immortal Yang Yu can take out millions of crystals, which is considered generous.

Millions of Divine Crystals had an extraordinary effect on Han Muye.

Accepting Shenjing bluntly, he cupped his hands and said: "I wonder if there is anything else that Han needs to do, seniors?"

This one million divine crystals can never be just a reward.

Who pays huge sums for something that's already in the past?

It must be something else.

Immortal Yangyu sighed, looked outside the main hall, and said softly: "Little friend, you have also seen the current situation in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm."

"We can't keep going."

These words made the faces of the other people in the hall darken, and no one wanted to give up this fairy world.

But the fact is that it is absolutely impossible for their remaining seven immortals to guard the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.

Not only them, but all the remaining immortal cultivators in the entire Zhenyuan Immortal Realm couldn't keep it together.

If you want to live, you have to find another way out.

Han Muye looked solemn, nodded and said, "Senior, speak up if you have something to say, if you can help me, this junior will never refuse."

Immortal Yang Yu looked at Han Muye, glanced at the people beside him, and saw that their expressions were indifferent, and it was obvious that Han Muye was the only one looking forward to it.

"Okay, that poor man doesn't go around in circles."

"Our Luyang Taoist sect wants to lead all the fellows in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm to your Rain-covering Immortal Realm."

Back to the Rain Immortal Realm!

Except for Han Muye, everyone else had a flash of surprise on their faces.

Han Muye had already figured out that Immortal Yang Yu would say this.

After all, for the people in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm, this is the only chance to survive.

After Immortal Yang Yu finished speaking, she fixed her eyes on Han Muye.

"Senior, such an important matter—" Han Muye pondered for a moment before speaking softly.

"I know that little friend dare not agree, and I want to go back to discuss with the elders, but now the time is urgent, and I hope that little friend can give us a confirmation letter soon." Immortal Yang Yu said in a deep voice, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

The Protoss will definitely not just let it go.

It would cost a lot just to build the Immortal Formation. They wanted to refine all living beings, and then drag the entire Immortal World into the Zhoutian World.

Now that the Immortal Refining Formation has been broken, I am afraid that the angry protoss powerhouse is already on his way.

If you can't leave this world quickly, then you really can't leave.

"Senior, what I mean is, do you really want to go to my Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm?" Han Muye's words made the whole hall go silent.

What's the meaning?

Instead of going back to report, it was to ask Immortal Yang Yu if he had made up his mind.

Could it be that he, a little angel, is still qualified to decide on such important matters?

"Little friend means..." Immortal Yang Yu looked at Han Muye.

"There is a priority, it's about the life and death of the creatures in one side of the fairy world, so Han has the guts to make the decision." Han Muye stood up, and then looked at the several immortals in the hall.

"Seniors, this junior, as a representative of the immortal cultivators of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, proposed a few conditions, and I wonder if you may agree to them."

"If you can," Han Muye raised his hand, took out a golden box and held it in his palm: "This junior will use this as proof."

He could agree to his conditions, but why should he, Han Muye, represent the entire Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm?

If he really went to the Fuyu Immortal Realm, and the immortal cultivators over there regretted it, where would these homeless immortal cultivators from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm go?

Han Muye knew that what he said was unsubstantiated, so he directly took out a thunderbolt.

With the power of this treasure, it can kill immortals and injure immortals. It is already one of the most powerful means of killing in the immortal world.

It is enough to rely on this treasure.

Sensing the power of thunder light in the wooden box carefully, Immortal Yang Yu raised her brows: "Is this the thing that broke through the Immortal Refining Formation before, little friend?"

Han Muye nodded.

Immortal Yang Yu and the others looked at each other and nodded.

People who can hold such treasures cannot be ordinary people.

Taking this treasure as proof can also make them feel at ease.

"Okay, what are your conditions, little friend, please tell me." Immortal Yang Yu said solemnly.

In the main hall, everyone looked at Han Muye.

This matter that determines the life and death of countless immortal cultivators in a world is decided with one word.

Standing beside Han Muye, Su Jian and the others could only feel the wonder of the encounter.

It really was the right time to come to Burial Immortal City.

For such a long time, they feel that what they see and do is something they dare not imagine in the past tens of thousands of years of practice.

This kind of tempering of the state of mind is of great benefit to their practice.

What's more, since they arrived in the City of Burying Immortals, who of them has made a fortune?

"Seniors, six of them will stay in the Immortal Burial City."

"One is to resist the next attack of the God Clan, and the other is that the seven immortals are from the same sect, and it must be a big force to enter the Raining Immortal Realm. This is probably not what the sects of the Raining Immortal Realm would like to see."

Six immortals were left in the city of burying immortals, and only one immortal led the other immortal cultivators to the world of overcoming rain.

Daluo Xianjun, Jinxian, and the strongest among the heavenly immortals will probably stay in the city of burying the immortals.

"Since Zhenyuan Immortal Realm is discarded, then I, Fuyu Immortal Realm, are willing to send experts here to fight against the gods."

"Immortal cultivators in this world who live in the Yuxian Realm need to pay a fortune that you can afford."

The remnants of a world going to the Yuxian world will inevitably crowd out the resources of the immortal cultivators in this world.

Pay a fortune, and that's what it should be.

What's more, this world has already decided to leave, and many treasures are taken away directly.

After pondering for a moment, Immortal Yang Yu nodded and said, "We can agree to my little friend's request."

"Since we have given up on this world, we have prepared for the worst."

Hearing his words, Han Muye raised his hand and handed over the golden wooden box.

This is relying on faith and relying on it.

With this thing in hand, even if there is a dispute with the strong men of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the strong men of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm would not dare to break their skins.

This is a powerful treasure that can destroy most of the world.

Now that the agreement has been reached, everyone will not delay any longer.

Su Jian and the others led the first batch of creatures from this world to leave in a flying boat, while Immortal Yang Yu and others sat in the void to resist the scattered protoss.

Han Muye did not leave, but stayed with them.

In the void, there are protoss flying in from time to time, most of them are ordinary celestial beings, probably patrolling soldiers.

The rare golden immortal strongman will also be attacked and killed by several immortal monarchs.

A day later, the transported airship returned, attracting more airships.

At the same time, Yuhe Xianjun and Lingjian Jinxian also followed.

"You boy, you are really generous..."

After meeting with all the immortals from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm, Immortal Yuhe pulled Han Muye aside and said with emotion in a soft voice.

When those flying boats passed through the blockade yesterday and returned to the Immortal Burial City, the whole city was stunned.

When Bai Tu and the others spoke out the agreement made by Han Muye, the several immortals who were sitting in charge were also surprised.

A little angel dares to decide the life and death of a world!

This guy is really daring!

But thinking about it carefully, the agreement Han Muye made was already extremely rare and beneficial to the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

If this agreement is followed, the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm will not only get a group of masters, but also a large amount of wealth.

The wealth brought by a world, even a hundred, is unimaginable.

What's more, among the jade slips that Han Muye asked Baitu and the others to bring back quietly, there were other plans arranged by Han Muye.

"Boy, Ziyu asked me to ask you, how sure are you of what you said?"

Immortal Yuhe looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye shook his head: "Senior, I have no confidence at all in dealing with the God Realm's revenge."

"But don't let the God Realm be so easy, and ambush him fiercely, I am somewhat sure."

As Han Muye said, he turned his head to look at Lingjian Jinxian.

"But we'll see Senior Spirit Sword later."

"This, I don't dare to say that it can be done." Lingjian Jinxian shook his head, his eyes were shining brightly: "But from what I understand, they should be interested."

Interested, that's enough.

Immortal Yuhe did not return to bury Xiancheng.

He will stay here, as an ally, to help Zhenyuan Immortal Realm run the immortal cultivators.

Within three days, many protoss troops came to besiege.

It's just that they didn't come enough, and under the siege of the eight immortals and a group of golden immortals, they all retreated in defeat.

Han Muye didn't stay idle either, he searched for treasures together with Lingjian Jinxian, and refined many thunder beads at the same time.

Although the lethality of his thunder beads is not comparable to that of the thunder of the thunder god, but it is also a supernatural power of the same lineage, and the superposition of power can have miraculous effects.

"boom--"

In the void, the sound of roaring spread through.

Han Muye and Lingjian Jinxian, who had just collected a treasure mine, raised their heads.

In the past six months, they have collected a lot of treasures, and the value is extremely rich.

Now there are very few creatures in this world, and the battle outside the sky is becoming more and more intense.

"It's time to leave." Lingjian Jinxian shook his head and said with some regret.

However, Han Muye's expression showed a trace of fighting intent, and he said softly, "Is this bait good enough?"

His words made Lingjian Jinxian startled, and he couldn't help but look up at him.

"You, what else do you want to play?"

This has broken a boundary, how much more do you want to play?

Han Muye raised his hand, and the last Thunderbolt appeared in his palm.

"Senior, you don't need to lose this thing, are you willing?"

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's expression changed.

Nod slightly.

—————

Ten days later, deep in the void.

Several golden lights shone.

This is at least the master of the Void Transformation Realm of the Protoss.

This team of hundreds of people, each wearing black and blue battle armor, holds knives, guns and weapons in their hands.

Ahead is the previously corrupted Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.

Zhenyuan Immortal Realm's Immortal Refining Formation was broken, the news was sent back to the God Realm, the God Clan was furious, and they had already arranged an army to conquer it.

It's just that the army wants to move, not just come when you say it.

Now it is time to dispatch masters from all sides to stabilize the situation in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm, and just wait for the army to come, and they will be wiped out.

The Protoss has decided to use this world to establish its prestige.

"call out--"

A ray of thunder led down a long crossbow arrow, hitting towards this group of protoss.

"Enemy attack—"

With a low growl, the leader of the team, Jin Xianshen, raised his hand and shot back with a flash of thunder.

"boom--"

Both the crossbow arrows and thunderbolts were shattered into pieces.

But the next moment, the surrounding thunder beads shone, drowning these protoss.

Immortal cultivators in black armor flew down quietly, then collected their divinity, restrained all kinds of armored weapons, and left quietly.

When they left, there was only a trace of battle left here.

One place, two places, ten places, a hundred places.

When countless chaotic battles broke out, there was chaos in the void.

As a last resort, before the arrival of the protoss army, the protoss army formations guarding all sides of the void began to send out ten army formations.

These armies suppressed all sides of the fairy world, and they have never moved lightly.

This movement was immediately perceived by all the immortal worlds.

"What's the situation? The God Race army hasn't moved for 100,000 years, right?"

"This is, which fairyland has been taken down?"

"The army of the gods has left? Doesn't my Tuxi fairyland have a chance to catch my breath?"

...

Just when all parties were guessing, the jade slips recording all the information were quietly sent to all walks of life.

This is the method of the Moluo clan.

This jade slip recorded the horror of the Immortal Refining Formation.

There is also the tragic situation in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm today.

It also includes the current changes in the battle situation in the void.

"Hunting the Protoss?" A white-bearded old man in golden armor showed surprise on his face, holding a jade slip in his hand.

"It's so bold."

"My True Yang Immortal Realm will also participate."

If what is said in the Jade Slip is false, no one will respond.

The key point is that none of the words in the jade slips are false.

It's all true.

Someone went to Zhenyuan Immortal Realm and saw the miserable scene there.

Someone quietly shot in the void, and really intercepted and killed the flustered Protoss.

Unknowingly, the void became more and more chaotic.

In half a year, the protoss army that originally suppressed the void began to be unable to suppress the situation.

At this time, the million-strong army sent by the Protoss finally arrived 80 million miles away.

Over there is the God Realm.

"Then, it's the God Realm." Han Muye said in a low voice, looking at the golden light shining in the sky and the earth in front of him, carrying the sword case on his back.

The God Realm is the God Realm, the place where the Immortal Realm looks up to.

Beside Han Muye, Zhao Chen showed a trace of emotion.

There is also a trace of fanaticism in this emotion.

He came to give treasures to Han Muye.

A few items are extremely powerful, treasures that have been explained and explained by the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, and should be used with care.

This is a treasure that has only been refined recently.

Ever since the divine thunder was sent, Rain-covering Immortal Realm has been rushing to make all kinds of treasures.

After a period of time, there was no big movement in the Immortal Burial City, which made everyone in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm a little restless.

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Hundreds of billions of treasures can be exchanged for one day after seeing them. There is no big income in the past few months. Who can eat the odds and ends?

Originally, someone wanted to send a summons to ask Zhao Shaodong what he meant.

But the teleportation array lit up first.

What is sent is not material.

It is a jade slip.

The guardian Jinxian who received the jade slip was stunned when he saw the message above.

Sword Immortal Yun Lan led several sword immortals to save a fairy world that was refined by the gods, broke the formation of the gods, and saved hundreds of millions of creatures.

Now, those creatures are going to bring a world of treasures into the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.

That is a huge amount of wealth that can be calculated in tens of thousands of years.

That is to say, it would take tens of thousands of years for the entire Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm to accumulate these wealth.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, really, really a treasure-gathering fairy..."

For those immortal cultivators stationed in the trading hall, the Immortal of Gathering Wealth is the most revered in their hearts.

More reverence than the immortal.

The sects of Fuyu Immortal Realm negotiated quickly, and the first batch of immortal cultivators from Zhenyuan Immortal Realm arrived a month later.

They carried unimaginable treasures and were placed in Yunteng Wasteland.

These immortal cultivators are willing to go to the wasteland and be closer to Yunlan City.

After that, a steady stream of immortal practitioners and a steady stream of wealth were sent.

A strong immortal monarch sits in charge, so that these immortal cultivators in Zhenyuan Immortal Realm will not be too helpless.

The other six immortals from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm were left in the Immortal Burial City.

This almost doubled the power of Xianxian City at once.

It can be said that Yunlan Sword Immortal has improved the strength of the entire Rain-covering Immortal Realm with his own strength.

The name of Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi resounded throughout the Rain-Flooding Immortal Realm.

Yunlan City has also become a holy place in the wasteland.

Those cultivators from Zhenyuan Immortal Realm spontaneously guarded the city.

The immortal monarch of Zhenyuan Immortal Realm also agreed to Zuo Baichou's invitation to sit in Yunlan City and become the elder Keqing.

Zhao Shaodong, Zuo Baichou.

These two figures under Yun Lan Sword Immortal's command are now more dazzling than those great monks.

Zuo Baichou stepped forward on the wasteland and placed hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators from the Zhenyuan Immortal Realm.

His planning skills have been recognized by all parties.

Chen Yichou, the young owner of Wanshen Trading Company who was as famous as him at the beginning, is not worthy to carry his shoes now.

Zuo Baichou, who is in charge of Yunlan City, can decide the death of tens of millions of people with a single word.

As for Zhao Shaodong of Jujin Trading Company, he is kind and generous, and he is known as the boy who gives money.

As long as the teleportation array in the trading hall of the Xuanling Sword Sect lights up, it must be the treasure arranged by Zhao Shaodong.

Zhao Shaodong will always bring surprises to everyone, and is everyone's most steadfast and reliable ally.

How many treasures Zhao Shaodong sent over the past few years is a secret.

Because there are too many, no one can tell, so I have to keep it as a secret.

But for Zhao Shaodong's request, sending all kinds of powerful war equipment to the past, each sect also treated it enthusiastically.

The Shenlei sent that time was very suitable for Zhao Shaodong's appetite, so next time they sent countless treasures suitable for Tianyaomen.

There are also some ancient beast bloodlines.

These things made Tianyao Clan so happy that they decided on the spot to send three more Shenlei to them within three years.

This is already their limit.

This time, Zhao Shaodong sent a large amount of supplies, worth as much as one trillion yuan.

The message that follows is one word.

"My elder brother wants to play a big one."

In order to let Yunlan Sword Fairy enjoy playing, Tiejia Zhanmen sent five battle guns.

Each of these five war spears is ten feet long, and there is a mysterious and depressing power on them.

Suppressed by the power of the bloodline, the power of the earth's magnetism is enhanced by the secret method. After the gun is thrown, it explodes, turning a forbidden land.

Nothing happens.

Within ten thousand feet, there is no law.

The law-disrupting sharp gun is said to be the method of suppressing the sect of a certain sect in the God Realm.

Cooperating with the tyrannical physical body, this battle gun can make Xianjun die of humiliation when used well.

Zhao Chen just arrived to give Han Muye this battle gun.

He also sent a long sword, three golden banners, and a golden talisman.

The long sword is the treasure of the Xuanling Sword Sect, and it can only be used once.

This treasure called the Shenyuan Sword can turn into ten thousand sword lights and sever the connection between the heaven and the earth of the gods.

For the vast majority of protoss, without the blessing of the divine power of heaven and earth, their combat power would be greatly reduced.

Especially in the battle between mighty powers, if the power of heaven and earth is shattered at a critical moment, the opponent will definitely lose.

The talisman and the three flags have similar functions, and they are also treasures that imprison the world.

These one-time consumption treasures can play a huge role in battle as long as they are properly controlled.

In fact, at this level, it is not just treasures that decide the battle.

There is no treasure in the world that can really kill a fairy directly, even if the fairy is careful to deal with it, he doesn't want to kill it.

Treasures of thunder such as the Thunder God Thunder are rare in the world.

It is rare in the world for treasures to be able to suppress the world.

"They are going to start crossing the world!" The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal shouted in front of him.

The golden divine light shrouded, streamers flickered between the sky and the earth, and the figures solidified.

The army of the gods is passing through the void barrier and arriving at this void from the gods.

This is a buffer zone.

This time, Han Muye and the others ambushed here, and a never-before-seen ambush occurred.

"boom--"

A divine thunder fell directly.

The thunder of the god of thunder can destroy the world, and even the immortals dare not face it directly.

Xianjun will be hated under this divine thunder.

Although the barriers of heaven and earth are powerful, they can't stop this lightning strike.

The golden world was torn apart violently, and the endless divine light gushed into the void like a torrent.

The barrier between the void and the God Realm was broken.

Just after leaving the God Realm, thousands of gods who hadn't adapted to it died directly, turning into Taoist gods.

"rush!"

With a low shout, Immortal Ziyu held a sword and flew into the God Realm.

Behind him, not only the other guardians of the Immortal Burial City, but also other immortal masters who came quietly from the fairy world.

A total of nearly thirty strong immortals stepped into the God Realm together with Ziyu Xianjun.

"boom--"

With an indiscriminate blow, the heavens and the earth trembled and shone with a cyan celestial light in a radius of one hundred thousand li.

Army formations that were still waiting to step out of the God Realm were shattered directly, and the bodies of countless god races were torn apart.

The divine crystals shattered like rain.

"It's so big..." Looking at the shattered barriers of the God Realm and the rush of divinity, Zhao Chen was stunned.

Are you really going to enter the God Realm?

It's no longer enough to just stay in the city of funerals to earn some pocket money, why not go to the God Realm to rob?

"kill!"

Han Muye flew up without hesitation.

The sword light around him was shining, and the moment he hit the God Realm, he threw out the thousand thunder beads in his hand.

The thunder beads scattered, and the endless thunder turned into an ocean.

The ten thousand feet in front of him were swept away.

Instead of looking at the result of the explosion of the thunder beads, he threw a battle spear in his hand towards the place where the sensed divine light surged.

"Boom—"

The sharp spear exploded, and a law-forbidden land was formed.

In a place where laws are forbidden, all laws do not exist.

Han Muye flew down and punched the protoss who was wearing golden battle armor with a look of panic on his face.

This is a dignified general who holds a golden long knife.

"Boom—"

The opponent raised his hand to block Han Muye's punch, then his eyes widened, and his body flew upside down.

With the power of overlord, the blood of Kui Niu, this punch can smash the world.

In a place of forbidden law, even if the immortal is in front, he can only be beaten!

Han Muye punched and punched until the opponent's body was shattered and countless divinities dissipated before he stopped.

He didn't know what kind of cultivation this person was.

Anyway, there are a lot of Protoss rushing desperately around, and they would rather die than retreat.

Some people were shouting "Save the young marshal".

After Han Muye killed the Golden Armored God Clan, he didn't stay any longer. According to the previous agreement, he shuttled through the dispersed army formation.

Thirty immortal monarchs, after blasting out the treasures, surrounded and killed many strong men, and then retreated separately.

Even if the army of millions of gods is not assembled, it is impossible for them to completely kill them.

Their mission this time is to behead them, break up the army, and then find a hidden place to set up formations.

It was a secret treasure that could pass through two realms.

The crowd raged, broke up the millions of troops, snatched all kinds of supplies, smashed them, and then retreated.

The army of millions of gods never imagined that they would be intercepted and killed like this in their own god realm.

By the time they realized it, Han Muye and the others had disappeared.

In this battle, at least ten people from the Immortal Sovereign Realm of the Protoss were killed.

Two of them are at their peak.

There are countless other immortals.

The formation of a million-strong army was broken up.

Countless supplies of the army were robbed or damaged.

The dissipated crystals of divinity were swept away, and the sky was filled with gold and red everywhere.

After Han Muye and the others flew thousands of miles away, they hid their whereabouts and used secret treasures to set up formations.

"Haha, happy!" A white-haired old man laughed.

"After so many years, I have finally stepped into the God Realm, and even killed one time." On the other side, a big man with a mace-like fairy treasure in his hand shouted.

The rewards of this trip are unimaginable, the key is to step into the God Realm to kill, this kind of experience is a spiritual sublimation for these immortal cultivators.

The original fear of the Protoss disappeared.

After today, there will be no obstacles to the way of practice.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan, farewell." After the formation was completed, a faint fairy light emerged, and an old man in a green robe bowed his hands to Han Muye first.

His figure was enveloped by the fairy light and disappeared into the formation.

"Farewell."

"Take care of yourself."

One after another, the immortals smiled and left.

Immortal Ziyu glanced at Han Muye, nodded, and his figure turned into a sword light and landed in the formation.

Although this trip to the God Realm was short, it had unimaginable gains for him.

Facing to hunt and kill a God Clan fairy, this kind of combat experience is enough for him to digest it in a hundred thousand years of practice.

Coupled with the harvest of those treasures, you will not have to worry about practicing for millions of years in the future.

The Tutian Demon King looked at Han Muye, hehehe laughed, and got into the light array.

They were very satisfied and pleasantly surprised with the ticket they played today.

Seeing the figures leave the God Realm one after another, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

In the future, this will be a passage to sneak into the God Realm.

From here, you can leave at any time and enter the God Realm at any time.

"Brother, are you really leaving?" Zhao Chen turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

After this battle, the God Realm may not be able to organize an army to go out for a while.

The loss is too great.

Xianjun is not weak in the God Realm.

Moreover, this method of intercepting and killing the huge immortal can be done once and twice.

The army sent in the future will have to weigh whether it can withstand the siege of dozens of immortals.

Especially in this siege, all parties have tasted the sweetness, and the relationship will be closer in the future.

There is still a channel for smuggling into the God Realm here.

The other end of the passage is outside the Immortal Burial City.

"You guys go first, Senior Spirit Sword and I still have some things to do." Han Muye waved his hands, moved his body, controlled the light of the sword, and left quietly.

After they fled thousands of miles away, Lingjian Jinxian raised his hand.

"boom--"

A black divine light exploded, and a black-armored general with a golden stick appeared on his face.

The warrior has a thin face and is tightly bound in black armor. He is clearly the god-slaying war puppet guarding the city of buried immortals.

"Old Sun, the God Realm has arrived."

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal quietly brought the war puppet who guarded the City of Burying Immortals to the God Realm.

"God Realm, hehe, Dongsheng Shenzhou, I haven't looked at it for several kalpas."

Sweeping his gaze over the divinely rippling world around him, War Puppet's eyes flashed with disdain, and he sneered, "It all smells like decay."

Lingjian Jinxian shook his head, turned to look at Han Muye: "Boy Han, the Xuanjia Artifact Refining Sect is not close, so hurry up if you want to go."

The previous interception and subsequent ambush were just introductions.

Han Muye's real plan is to take Wu Zhiqi who was suppressed in the city of funeral to the God Realm to find his real body.

His real body was hidden in the Xuanjia Artifact Refining School.

The Xuanjia Artifact Refining Sect is a God Realm force that hides in the Immortal Burial City and trades with the Immortal Burial City with a large formation.

The Immortal Burial City is a treasure they refined.

Wuzhiqi is the weapon spirit they extracted.

A prehistoric mighty man who has survived several calamities, his combat power is unimaginable.

If he can find Wuzhiqi's body and become one with the soul, then his combat power is at least as good as that of an immortal.

The war puppet's body turned into a cloud of black mist. If you look closely, you can see countless tiny black beetles in it.

Han Muye's body was surrounded by sword light, and the spirit sword Jinxian beside him turned into a long sword.

Continuously flying and fleeing in the void of the God Realm, it was not until a hundred days later, after traveling through hundreds of worlds, that they landed on a star.

"The teleportation array can go directly to the Xuanjia Sect, but we can't go that way." Lingjian Jinxian whispered, his body turned into a long sword, and landed on the sword box behind Han Muye.

The battle puppet over there also turned into a set of black battle armor, and put it on Han Muye.

Han Muye's whole body glowed with a golden divine light.

Han Muye had seen the appearance of the God Realm last time, so he didn't care at all, and he was no stranger to those altars.

The teleportation array was in a big city, and Han Muye spent a thousand crystals to activate the teleportation.

"boom--"

When the divine light dissipated, he saw black chimneys soaring into the sky.

It was a refining furnace, and countless protoss were busy around it.

"My body was suppressed under the Five Elements Stove."

In Han Muye's ears, the voice of the war puppet came.

He turned his head and looked to the side, a multicolored blast furnace with a round belly that stretched far enough to cover the sky in the west.

Under the blast furnace, flames visible to the naked eye rolled.

Han Muye lowered his head.

That fire is Xuantian Divine Fire, which can shatter the fire of heaven and earth.

The Nirvana fire with the Phoenix is ​​a fetish of the same rank.

Those blast furnaces look close, but they are actually far away.

Out of the teleportation array, followed many protoss until a big city.

Han Muye went to the gate of the city, and like everyone else, paid the ten god crystals for entering the city, and then walked into the city.

Just after entering the city, a Xuanjia sect monk wearing a black robe with a golden blast furnace mark on his chest suddenly stepped forward and blocked Han Muye's path.

"This fellow Taoist, where did you come from?"

The protoss around turned their heads and couldn't help but stay away.

"Be careful." Lingjian Jinxian's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye raised his head slowly.

The Xuanjia Sect disciple in black raised his hand and took out a golden jade slip.

"Fellow daoist, if you want to buy armor, you can read my introduction first. It is produced by my Xuanjia Artifact Refining Sect. It is absolutely fine."

"My sect is famous for fighting puppets, and it is the Immortal Venerable. Ahem, anyone under the Immortal Venerable can fight."

"This is my identity jade talisman. If a fellow daoist buys a war puppet, report my name."

Han Muye slowly stretched out his hand.

"Zhu Cheng, this is not the way to rob business!"

"Fellow Daoist, I will take care of this area, and I will give you a 20% discount!" A voice sounded not far away.

"I don't want any profits. If I only buy supplies and spiritual mines, I get 50% off, 15% off—" Another voice sounded behind Han Muye.

In this God Realm, business is so difficult?

For the first time, Han Muye showed a blank look on his face.