Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Chi Yuji, I'll give you the real spirit bone. You rescued me in the secret realm. Now I don't owe you anything." A man in half-armored eighth-story Yuanling threw a ball of golden real spirit bone to the young man in front of him.

"Zhang Linbiao, you are the one with the best chance of becoming a true spirit in my fish and willow department. I will give you the real spirit bone." A solemn middle-aged man took out the real spirit bone and stuffed it into the hands of the young man in black armor who could not refuse. inside.

The golden true spirit bones were taken out one by one, and in the hands of elites who had the opportunity to become true spirits, these true spirit bones shone with golden light.

piece.

ten yuan.

Hundreds!

More true spirit bones appeared, causing the world to flicker with golden light.

In the sky, no matter it was the real spirit realm experts of the Golden Crow tribe or the true spirits of the human race in the distance, they all looked at the scattered army of the Golden Crow tribe below in amazement.

These Golden Crow elites who came back from the secret realm actually brought out a hundred real spirit bones?

The next moment, everyone in Tianrim showed horror on their faces.

A streak of golden light emerged.

One hundred and one real spirit bones!

Two hundred real spirit bones!

Five hundred!

Shang Yue's mouth twitched, his eyes widened.

It is the patriarch of the three tribes, so what about the three-turn true spirit?

He had never seen anything like this in his life.

Five hundred real spirit bones appeared, mobilizing the surrounding endless natural forces of heaven and earth to combine, turning into an unruly golden crow phantom.

"Seniors, please bring the remaining five hundred real spirit bones back to the group."

"We can't afford to waste."

Five hundred pieces of true spirit bones flew up towards the dozen or so true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe in the sky.

There are five hundred yuan!

Five hundred real spirit bones, if taken back, can give birth to five hundred real spirits!

Now the three frontline powerhouses are already stretched thin, if there are 500 real spirit realm powerhouses to supplement, the outcome of the battle will be unpredictable!

"Haha, God bless my Golden Crow clan!" An elder laughed long, reaching out to grab the real spirit bones of the Golden Crow clan.

"God bless my Jinwu clan..." Shang Yue, the head of the Shangtang tribe, looked at the floating real spirit bone with a complicated expression on his face.

His son-in-law, Shang Zhenyu, is already in the true spirit realm, and if he can get the blessing of the senior's true spirit bone, his combat power will definitely increase.

In that case, the future of Shangzhen Prison is limitless.

Unfortunately, Shang Zhen Prison did not return.

Five hundred golden crow shadows covered the sky.

With the blessing of these Golden Crow True Spirit Bones, it would not be a problem for the 50,000 troops to leave.

Even the 50,000 army can help Shang Yue and the others.

After all, this is the power of five hundred true spirit bones.

Inspire the power of five hundred half-step true spirits, and they can resist more than a dozen strong true spirits.

"boom--"

Opposite to Shang Chiyu, Wanhua Immortal Dynasty King Yang Zhen let out a long roar, and slashed down fiercely with the long knife in his hand.

Shang Chiyu resisted with all his strength, but he still retreated and couldn't hold back.

The king of heaven is really too strong!

"Leave them all here today!" Yang Zhen shouted, raised his hand, and a golden light rose into the sky.

"boom--"

All the troops of the human race stepped forward together.

Army formations moved forward one after another, blocking the surrounding passages.

Then more than fifty real spirit realm powerhouses lined up around and blocked the road on the sky.

That alone is nothing.

Between the heaven and the earth, a mighty blue light rises.

In the distance, tumbling lights of true spirits, and the divine light of the army array emerged.

Fifty lights of true spirits, battle formations of millions of troops appeared around.

The entire former site of the Golden Crow God's Court was surrounded by the human army and the True Spirit Realm.

At this moment, Shang Yue's heart sank.

How could there be so many strong people of the human race?

How could there be so many human armies?

The number of human true spirits here has broken through a hundred.

Who leaked the news that the head of the Shangtang tribe and the great elders came to the Shenting site together!

There are so many strong people from the human race, and they want to keep all the strong people from the Shang Tang Department here!

Shang Chiyu stepped back and stood with Shang Yue.

"Patriarch, you will take them away later."

Shang Chiyu took a deep breath, looked down, and then took another look at the gathered five hundred real spirit bones.

"These are the future of my Golden Crow."

future.

Shang Yue gritted his teeth and nodded.

I thought that as long as enough power of the real spirit bone was stimulated, the siege of the human race could be broken.

Who knew that there were so many people here this time.

What kind of power is this?

At least 30% of the combat power on the front line has been withdrawn!

They don't care about the front line, are they not afraid of the Golden Crow's counterattack?

"Shang Yue, do you think this king is here to surround and kill you?" Heaven Suppressing King Yang Zhen let out a long laugh, and flew forward with a long knife in his hand.

Behind him, a powerhouse in the real spirit realm followed.

"This king is for your Golden Crow Clan's secret place!"

"For the three-legged Golden Crow in the secret place!"

There was arrogance in Yang Zhen's voice.

On him, the aura of a strong man belonging to the third-rank true spirit realm surged.

Behind him, there are two three-turn, two-turn true spirit powerhouses whose qi, blood and true spirit are connected, causing the surrounding heaven and earth forces to stagger and explode.

For the three-legged Golden Crow, for the secret realm!

Shang Yue and the others all looked solemn.

"As long as the blood of your Jinwu clan is used to water the altar of the Shenting, the passage to the secret place will be opened."

"This king will take away all the three-legged Golden Crow True Spirit Bones in your secret place this time."

"With these true spirit bones, His Majesty will be able to step into the four turns of the true spirit."

"Become the first four-turn True Spirit Realm in the wilderness!"

Yang Zhen raised his head to the sky and shouted, all the strong people in the real spirit realm behind him showed joy, and all of them were full of fighting spirit.

Below, in the army formation, shouts resounded.

The fighting spirit of the army formations condensed into phantoms of warriors.

The momentum of the human race is monstrous.

Shang Yue's face sank like water.

It turned out that they were just incidental.

The other party wants to open the passage to the secret realm.

How come they don't know about this channel?

"To open the channel, you need a true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe who has turned three true spirits." Yang Zhen, the king of heaven, pointed forward with a long knife in his hand, and looked at Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu.

"Which one of you will stay?"

"This king can let the others go."

Let the others go, leave one person behind, and open the passage with the soul and true spirit?

Shang Chiyu snorted: "Don't even think about it, even if this elder blew himself up, it is impossible for you to destroy my Golden Crow Clan's secret place and get the three-legged Golden Crow True Spirit Bone."

Shang Yue nodded heavily, the power of the Golden Crow True Spirit condensed on his body.

It's just a fight to the death.

"Hehe, there are no three-turn true spirits, 10,000 ordinary Golden Crow powerhouse spirits, and ten Golden Crow true spirits are also fine."

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and raised the long knife in his hand.

As his long knife fell slowly, the momentum of the human race gathered.

Just wait for a hit.

"If you lose, you will explode your true spirit." Behind Shang Yue, an old man shouted in a low voice.

"You too, if anyone gives his soul to the human race and becomes a tool to open the secret realm, whoever is a sinner of my Golden Crow clan!" A true spirit realm looked down and shouted loudly.

The true spirit explodes itself, and the other people's souls destroy themselves, and absolutely do not give the human race a chance to open the secret realm.

At this moment, all the Golden Crows were determined to die.

Shang Yue took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Shang Chiyu followed behind him.

Even if the two three-turn true spirits die, they will take away at least ten true spirits.

"Should we hold on and wait for Patriarch Han and the others to come out?" Suddenly, a voice came from below.

"That's right, Shang Zhen prison son and the others haven't come out yet."

"Yes, as long as they come out, maybe..."

Below, a low voice sounded.

What's the meaning?

Shang Yue suddenly turned around.

My son-in-law is still alive?

Who is the head of the Korean clan?

"Is it Han Muye?"

"Are they still in that secret realm?"

The person who spoke was Shang Jian, the elder of Shang Tang Department.

He once went to Zhiyang City, broke open the altar, passed on messages, and had a conversation with Han Muye.

He knew that Han Muye seemed to have a reputation in the secret place.

"The head of the Han clan brought Shang Zhenyu's son and the others to stop the killing clan army. They should come out soon." Someone below responded loudly.

Shang Jian, Shang Yue and the others showed surprise on their faces.

In the secret realm, there are clansmen!

Shang Zhen prison and the others are not dead yet!

Even if there are countless human armies in front of them, and hundreds of human true spirits are besieging and killing them, everyone is still happy to hear that those close to them are not dead.

"Shang Zhen Prison, come out!" Shang Yue gave a long shout.

"Today you and my father and son will fight side by side, and we will die without regret!" Shang Yue smiled.

Behind, there was a roaring sound in the void.

The world seemed to be broken apart at once.

One after another figures flew down.

"Okay!" Shang Zhenyu, holding a long knife and showing excitement on his face, rushed to Shang Yue's side.

On the top of his head, above the Golden Crow True Spirit, there is a piece of golden True Spirit Bone floating.

With the return of Shang Zhen Prison, countless golden figures descended.

Each of them has the power of true spirit bones intertwined.

True spirit bone!

one.

ten.

hundreds.

thousands.

Thousands of people!

Ten thousand real spirit bones!

Ten thousand elites of the Golden Crow tribe who are the ninth floor of Yuanling, fused with true spirit bones, are half-step true spirits.

10,000 half-step true spirits, how many true spirit realms can they fight against?

"boom--"

In the void, Han Muye and Zhang Chenyang flew out with long swords in their hands, full of evil aura.

"Seniors, kill all the 100,000 people and eight true spirits who sneaked into the secret place of our Golden Crow Clan!" Han Muye's words carried the viciousness of the battle.

Not only him, everyone who came out of the secret realm at this time had this soaring evil spirit on them.

He has just killed someone, so of course he has evil spirits!

Annihilate the 100,000-strong army of the human race and kill eight true spirits!

Kill all the strong people of the human race who sneaked into the secret place of the Golden Crow tribe!

Shang Yue and the others twitched their muscles and couldn't help laughing.

In the void, endless Golden Crow power surged.

There seems to be a golden divine light emerging from the surrounding world.

"Seniors, the secret records of the Divine Court, ten thousand true spirits can activate the defensive array of the Divine Court." Han Muye clasped his fists at Shang Yue and cast his eyes into the distance.

"Do you want to turn it on?"

Ten thousand true spirits!

In ancient times, how powerful was the Jinwu tribe?

What kind of magnificent scene is it when ten thousand true spirits gather together?

"Open!" Shang Yue shouted without hesitation.

As his voice fell, Han Muye slashed down with the long black sword in his hand.

"boom--"

The long sword cut on the bluestone below, triggering countless chaotic rocks to collapse.

Among the chaotic rocks, golden lights emerged and criss-crossed.

In the sky, ten thousand real bones and these golden lights shone and blended.

It seems that this is telling.

Tell the glory of Shenting back then, tell the brilliance of these true spirits.

"boom--"

Large golden formations rise up one after another.

A golden-armored giant with a golden black head and a human body.

These illusory figures rushed towards the human army.

This is the last glory of Shenting.

This is the last glory of the Golden Crow Divine Court.

This is the last brilliance of the Golden Crow Clan.

The court of God, after all, no longer exists.

"kill--"

Shang Yue burst into tears and let out a loud cry.

"kill--"

Countless Golden Crows looked up to the sky and shouted.

There was a tremor coming from the pieces of the real spirit bones of the Golden Crow tribe.

It seems that these strong men who survived from the ancient times have returned, and together with the younger generation, they will fight the enemy with all their strength.

"boom--"

A large human formation was directly knocked open.

Suppressing Heaven King Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and looked around.

His eyes fell on the ten thousand real spirit bones, and then turned to Han Muye who was holding a long sword.

Everything was done by this guy who just entered the true spirit.

It's all this person!

"kill--"

Yang Zhenfei stepped forward, and slashed at Han Muye's head with the long knife in his hand.

Shang Chiyu, who had noticed him earlier, stepped forward to block him.

But Shang Chiyu couldn't stop the knife, and his figure was pushed away.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Han Muye shouted: "Please help me kill the enemy, seniors!"

As if responding to him, between heaven and earth, endless golden crow divine light shrouded his body.

On his body, Hong Huangjia appeared, and then, the ten thousand real spirit bones intertwined with golden light, turned into a pair of golden crow wings, and landed behind him.

Blessed by the power of the Golden Crow.

Han Muye rushed forward, the long sword collided with the light of the knife that was coming down from his head.

"boom--"

The light of the knife shattered.

What kind of weapon in the world can be as hard as Han Muye's long sword?

No.

This long sword is blessed by the true spirit and divine pattern of the three-legged Golden Crow.

It can be said that it is the hardest real weapon in the Great Wasteland.

Suppressing Heaven King Yang Zhen's sword light was directly smashed into pieces by this long sword.

Han Muye flew forward and stepped forward.

Zhen Tianwang showed surprise on his face, snorted coldly, and slashed down with the long knife again.

Swords collide with knives.

Han Muye retreated thousands of feet, his back wings exploded, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This is the price of challenging the three turns of the true spirit!

The three-turn true spirit is the strongest existence in this world.

But Han Muye, who was vomiting blood, laughed out loud.

In front, Yang Zhen, who was holding a long knife, looked extremely ugly.

It wasn't because he didn't kill Han Muye with a single blow, but because, at this moment, a penetrating crack appeared on the long knife in his hand.

His knife is real.

A treasure with thirty true spirit patterns!

This real weapon can double his combat power, and it's just broken!

"kill--"

Holding the sword in his hand, Han Muye shouted loudly.

"kill--"

Countless Golden Crows responded.

"kill--"

As if the entire world, as if the entire court of God, as if through the entire timeline.

Countless strong men of the Golden Crow tribe shouted loudly.

They seemed to be working with Han Muye to kill the enemy.

guard their court.

"boom--"

A phantom of a golden golden armor collapsed.

But this golden armor phantom took the lives of at least 100,000 people.

"boom--"

Another phantom in the golden armor exploded, tearing the true spirit of a human true spirit powerhouse into pieces.

More golden armor phantoms rushed forward.

Tens of thousands of Golden Crow Clan's true spirit bones were suspended, causing everyone to rush forward.

Just as Yang Zhen wanted to shout, Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu arrived at the same time.

Without the blessing of the real long knife in hand, the same three turns, the Jinwu tribe is no worse than the human tribe.

On the contrary, the human race is far inferior to the Jinwu race.

Two strong human races who were also three-turn true spirits rushed forward, and the three of them joined forces to barely draw with Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu.

As a result, the battle situation was chaotic, and King Tiantian didn't even have the chance to command the army.

As for the other hundred human true spirits, they couldn't resist the impact of tens of thousands of half-step true spirits, and fled in all directions.

Below, the human army began to flee.

Can't stop it!

"kill--"

Han Muye shouted loudly.

Countless Golden Crows surged like golden waves, burning the world outside.

Han Muye stood where he was, with flames intertwined all over his body.

Fire rules.

Sacrifice the rules.

Courage rules.

The three rules condensed and turned into three circles of light, enveloping his body.

This interlacing of power made him seem to be bathed in the essence of heaven and earth.

His body seemed to undergo an indescribable change.

It seems that there is a lot more involved with this world.

Han Muye didn't know whether this involvement was good or bad.

But he felt that his understanding of the rules was more pure.

"boom--"

Shang Yue knocked Yang Zhen back with a punch, then looked up to the sky and smiled.

Yang Zhen held a long spear in his hand, and his expression changed.

Turning his head and looking around, countless armies have been wiped out.

If he doesn't leave, the army under his command will be destroyed here.

"retreat--"

He gritted his teeth and let out a low cry.

The two human race powerhouses with the third turn of the true spirit followed closely behind, and the other powerhouses of the true spirit realm slowly left the battle group.

At this time, at least ten true spirits fell.

Down below, the damage to the army is even more unimaginable.

When all the army formations under his command were withdrawn from the ruins, at least one million troops were lost.

Yang Zhen shuddered all over and clenched his fists.

"Golden Crow, you wait!"

Ahead, the Jinwu clan shouted loudly.

Countless golden streamers rose to the sky.

Every golden light represents a half-step true spirit stepping into the true spirit realm.

"Walk!"

King Zhentian turned around and left.

...

big win!

The Golden Crow and the Human Race have been at war for so many years, and there has never been such a big victory!

The elites of the Golden Crow clan shouted loudly, and the elders of the True Spirit Realm were also smiling.

Shang Yue looked ahead, golden light surged from his body.

He turned his head and looked at Han Muye who was at the side.

Others also quietly looked at this lesser-known but extremely powerful junior.

To be able to fight head-to-head with the King of Heaven, Yang Zhen, is he the number one among the younger generation?

Shang Yue and the others stayed in the Golden Crow Divine Court for several days, but they could only leave slowly.

Most of the layout here has been destroyed and has no value.

Before leaving, Shang Yue acted with regret and sadness on his face, and destroyed the altar passage that could indeed lead to the secret realm.

There is no way, even if the Golden Crow regains more strength, it is impossible to block the human race.

The human race has finally become the master of this world.

"I, the Golden Crow, don't know where else I can retreat."

Standing outside the old site of Shenting, Shang Yue looked at the stone pillars that were slowly collapsing, and spoke softly.

Everyone else looked complicated.

No one knows where the Golden Crow can retreat.

As the patriarch of the three tribes, he could only say such words, which showed that the Jinwu tribe was almost unable to hold on.

"Maybe, we can unite with other ethnic groups."

"Alternatively, form an alliance with the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom." Han Muye whispered.

But that's just what he said.

It is not for him who has just stepped into the true spirit realm to participate in determining the general trend of a race.

After running in formation and retreating hundreds of millions of miles, the elites of the various tribes began to slowly disperse.

Regardless of whether they got the real spirit bone or not, this experience, the endless battle, was an extremely rare experience for these elites.

Fight with the real spirit powerhouse, and fight side by side with the real spirit three-turn powerhouse.

In the Golden Crow Divine Court, fight with the spirits of those strong men from countless thousands of years ago.

These experiences will allow these Golden Crow elites who are lucky enough to survive to grow up quickly.

In the future, they will be the pillars of their own group.

"I hope that none of you will speak out about the secrets of the Golden Crow Clan Seizing the Sun Conference this time." When everyone left, Shang Yue greeted them personally.

He looked solemn and his tone was dignified.

"Whether it's Patriarch Han Muye, Shang Zhenyu, or all of you, it takes time to grow up."

"What treasures and experiences are obtained in the secret realm, they will be digested slowly, and cannot be snatched by outsiders."

"Those hunters of the human race will also go all out to hunt and kill those who benefit from the secret realm."

Everyone remembers Shang Yue's words.

If one is not careful, he will really be hunted down.

When Han Muye was about to leave, Shang Yue shunned the others.

"Han Muye, you are different from others, you will become the focus of Wanhua Xianchao's hunt."

"Don't think that if you become a true spirit, you won't be hunted."

Hatred flashed across Shang Yue's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, the eldest brother of Shang Zhen Prison, who had been a true spirit for 80,000 years, died accidentally during a mission to run food and grass in the rear."

Those with strong spirits may be hunted down by the human race.

With Han Muye's performance in the secret realm this time, as well as his undefeated record against King Tianwang in the ruins of the Golden Crow Court, he will definitely become a key hunting target for the human race.

Even King of Sky Suppression would offer a sky-high price to hunt and kill Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and a golden light covered the surrounding world.

Shang Yue was a little surprised.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

Han Muye raised his hand, and countless golden spirit bones emerged.

At least 50,000 real spirit bones!

"The fifty thousand true spirit bones were brought out by me from the secret realm."

Han Muye looked at the horrified Shang Yue, and said softly, "This is what the Haotian Golden Crow means."

Haotian Golden Crow!

The Great Sun Golden Crow in the sky that has never responded to the prayers of the Golden Crow clan!

"Haotian, he, what did he say?"

Shang Yue looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

"He wants to use these true spirit bones to help the Jinwu tribe."

"At least, let the Golden Crow be undefeated for the time being."

There was a deep light in Han Muye's eyes.

Although he will not face Wanhua Immortal Venerable in this world, sometimes fate is magical.

Between Wanhua Immortal Venerable, he knew that there would be a day of meeting.

Haotian Jinwu should know that such a day will come, right?

Haotian Jinwu knew better that Immortal Wanhua would leave if he got what he wanted.

Perhaps, this is the future that the Haotian Golden Crow asked the Golden Crow to wait for?

Shang Yue took away 50,000 true spirit bones of the Jinwu tribe.

With these true spiritual bones, the three major divisions can bring together countless strong men of the Golden Crow tribe.

At least for hundreds of thousands of years, there will be no problems on the front line.

After Han Muye returned to the Han Mountain Division, he retreated directly.

In front of him, golden halos emerged.

rule!

The flame rule is the lowest level rule.

Sacrifice is the middle level.

On the same level as the rule of sacrifice is courage.

Blue aura emerged from Han Muye's fingertips.

These are the regular forces he once gathered.

These powers are under the suppression of Fang Tiandi and cannot be used, but he can feel it.

The rules of life and death.

Controlling the life and death of living beings is different from the rules of sacrifice. This rule is actually one level lower, the same level as the flame.

Because this kind of life and death control cannot really control the other party.

It's just like the flame rule, let the opponent continue to weaken.

Of course, this is for the True Spirit Realm.

Under the true spirit, all are ants.

In addition to the rules of life and death, among the rules he controls, there is also the vitality that belongs to Tongtianmu.

Rules that override life and death.

"Then, the next step I want to understand is that what is combined with sacrifice, life and death, and life and death is immortality!"

On Han Muye's body, streaks of golden light crisscrossed, covering his body.