Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"Crazy..." Countless voices sounded in the betting hall.

What is the concept of 100 million divine crystals?

It is a powerful sect in the God Realm, and it is extremely difficult for those with immortal masters to take out 100 million divine crystals directly.

100 million divine crystals, that is the accumulation of countless thousands of years.

Is it worth it to throw out all the accumulation of a big sect just to gamble on a grand meeting?

"Where is this Han Muye, and the Rain-covering Immortal Realm?"

"Who knows where Han Muye came from?"

"Check, check quickly, we must find out all the information about this person before the peak meeting!"

After the compensation data of that day's price came out, the whole Wutian Continent boiled instantly.

For all the elites, they wanted to know who this Han Muye was, who had been smashed with a hundred million divine crystals.

More people are curious about what is so special about this one.

"Are you crazy..." Daoist Su Yu was bewildered as he saw the extra thousand divine crystals on his mission card.

One hundred million divine crystals, this is one hundred million divine crystals!

Someone in the world really smashed 100 million god crystals at the peak of prosperity!

Yes, it is extremely favored, and can directly sweep away all strong men, even those who have already reached half a step of immortality.

But for such a strong person, the odds are not outrageous.

Many can only make a small profit.

With Han Muye's odds of more than one million, and then throwing another 100 million crystals, this kind of thing can only be done by a lunatic.

Although he had obtained a thousand divine crystals, Taoist Su Yu was in a complicated mood and did not have the slightest joy.

"Fellow Daoist Su Yu, why don't you bet on me too?" Han Muye walked out of the light curtain, looked around, and said softly, "One to a million, if it works, it's a huge profit, and a lifetime of practice is almost the same. "

One to one million, if a thousand divine crystals were dropped, it would be a billion in return.

Billion!

In fact, it makes people's blood boil...

Taoist Su Yu looked at the smiling Han Muye, opened his mouth, but didn't speak for a while.

Isn't this throwing away the crystal for nothing?

But it's not easy to say this in front of Han Muye.

Looking up and seeing Han Muye, Taoist Su Yu suddenly froze.

Are those 100 million divine crystals in the hands of Yunlan Sword Immortal, or are they from a certain force behind them?

No, it is impossible for the person in front of him to have so many divine crystals.

Not to mention that Han Muye was born in a low-level fairyland like the Rain-covering fairyland, even a high-level fairyland doesn't have 100 million god crystals.

I'm afraid that if all the god crystals in the top ten immortal world gather together, it may be hard to reach 100 million.

It wasn't the divine crystal that Han Muye bet on himself, but one or several forces were extremely optimistic about it, so they directly placed a heavy bet on it.

Not to mention that it was to harm Han Muye, even an immortal might not be worth throwing down 100 million divine crystals.

This person in front of him really has some special means?

"Okay, I'll bet." Taoist Su Yu walked into the light curtain and drew three hundred divine crystals from his task card.

After pondering for a while, he threw all the divine crystals, a total of 2,100.

Unfortunately, at this time, the odds on Han Muye have dropped to 1:10,000.

Ten thousand is ten thousand, and if he really wins it back, it will be 21 million divine crystals, enough for him to practice for the rest of his life.

True to that sentence, no one is rich without windfall.

What if this person can really bring about a miracle?

When Taoist Su Yu walked out of the light curtain, Han Muye was nowhere to be seen.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and countless strong men who participated in the peak meeting rushed in, looking at the messages on the light curtain, all of them were shining in their eyes.

No one could have imagined that someone would drop a hundred million divine crystals.

No one thought that there would be such a heaven-defying bet ratio at the Summit.

"Hey, my odds are 1 to 300,000? Then I'll bet myself 100 Divine Crystals first."

"Haha, I'll also bet a hundred divine crystals on myself."

"500,000 to one? I'm so unfavorable? I bet thirty."

...

There was a lot of noise in the hall, but the constantly criss-crossing numbers on the light curtain made those strong men who were far away in the Shenyuan Tiangong in the God Realm angry.

What are these people doing?

In every previous peak meeting, the few people who became the strongest in the end were all hidden before and were not noticed by others.

Many people don't even have a stake in the god crystal.

This time it was good, almost a little bit stronger, and many hidden ones were suppressed by a lot of divine crystals.

Especially those from Shenyuan Tiangong who had arranged to break into the top ten, each of them had a lot of divine crystals on them.

In this way, if these people really made it into the top ten, they would at least have to pay out hundreds of millions of divine crystals.

"It's all because of that Han Muye..."

The Mistress of Shenyuan Tiangong gritted her teeth, an uncontrollable tyrannical aura surged from her body.

Because of the 100 million divine crystals, the entire summit has changed.

The originally oppressive atmosphere turned into extremely noisy and messy.

Many people who are not familiar with each other meet, the first sentence is: "Do you know who Han Yiyi is?"

Han 100 million.

Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye bet 100 million heavily, and there was a hidden reward, as long as he could kill him, he would be rewarded with 100 million divine crystals.

So now Han Muye has the nickname Han Yiyi in Wutianzhou.

In the following days, although Han Muye retreated in a quiet room, everyone in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm was disturbed.

There is no way, there are countless people outside the small courtyard to watch every day.

Everyone is curious, what kind of character can have a 100 million re-bet.

A hundred days passed by quickly, and the huge formation on Wutianzhou was suddenly closed.

The golden light flickered on the magic circle with countless eyes, turning into beams of light.

"The heyday meeting, open—"

With a long drink, the sky and the earth shook, and endless fairy lights lingered.

The whole world turned into illusion, and my Tianzhou disappeared directly!

Each beam of light enveloped the figure who stepped into it, and then teleported away.

Sitting in the quiet room, Han Muye opened his eyes, moved his body, and flew out.

"Fellow Daoist Yunlan, Su Yu wishes you all the way through and come back victorious." Taoist Su Yu, who was guarding the quiet room, bowed to Han Muye and shouted loudly.

Originally, he planned to sell the news he had about Fuyu Immortal Realm and Han Muye in exchange for some divine crystals.

But the more I looked at it later, the more I felt something was wrong.

The stakes on Han Muye were too high, to the point that several major sects in the entire God Realm were implicated.

He saw with his own eyes several strong men from the Immortal Realm that he had seen before, hiding their cultivation and identities to join the Summit.

Even the Immortal Venerable himself ended, if Su Yu dared to get involved in this matter, he would surely die without a place to bury him.

If you want to earn Shenjing, you need life flowers.

As for the divine crystals he bet on, he wasn't worried, that was Wu Tianzhou's formation arrangement, and no one knew he bet on them.

"Okay, let's stay overnight with Fellow Daoist Yu." Han Muye let out a long laugh, and his figure rose straight into the sky.

This is the practice.

Taoist Su Yu and Han Muye didn't have much contact with each other, so he said his blessings at this time because they are both practitioners and wished to see Han Muye work hard for his cultivation.

If this world wasn't set up by those who hide in the Zhoutian battlefield, wouldn't it be just right for them to practice independently?

Han Muye's eyes flickered, and he flew straight into the beam of light.

"That's Han Muye!" Someone exclaimed in front of several light curtains far away in the God Realm.

"Zu Ding, September 16, that's him!"

"Quickly find the masters of the D group, and see how many people in the D group can kill him."

"Turn all formation information to this person, and leave the others alone for the time being."

In the world of gods, countless fairy worlds, light curtains rose one after another.

This is what happens every time there is a peak meeting, and it shows the transmission of the formation of the picture of the meeting.

It's just that for the lower immortal world, the consumption of three thousand god crystals a day is really unwilling to bear.

Anyway, it is impossible for the elites in their own world to enter the top 100.

But this time the heyday will be different.

According to the news from Wutian Continent, a person named Han Muye has been bet heavily.

One hundred million divine crystals, one million odds.

This has reached an impossible 100 billion gamble.

Even the Shenyuan Tiangong in the God Realm has to mortgage Wutianzhou, and all the hundreds of immortal treasures from Zhenzong will be enough to pay the compensation.

This time, if that guy named Han Muye really won the first place in the Summit, the entire Zhoutian God Realm would be changed.

If Han Muye really became the number one in the summit meeting, the main hall of Shenyuan Tiangong might be sold.

It's not fake to sell everything.

In order to see the identity of this man and see how powerful this man named Han Muye is, almost all the fairy worlds opened the light curtain of the three thousand god crystals a day.

Such a grand occasion, which is rare in tens of thousands of years, what are three thousand divine crystals?

The head of the city of burial immortals.

In a huge light curtain, celestial light shines, which reflects the scene of the meeting place at its peak.

At this time, Han Muye had already fallen into a huge illusory mountain.

All around him were blue Zhang Gao demon wolves, covered in flames.

Xu Wei, who was standing at the top of the city, was smiling.

He remembered many years ago, when the Profound Sky World encountered foreign enemies.

No matter how critical the situation is, Han Muye has the ability to turn the tide.

Never let them down.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal."

"That is Yunlan Sword Immortal."

Countless low voices came.

In every fairy world and every sect in the god world, almost every figure in the light curtain can be seen.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal?" In front of the main hall of Xuanjiazong, the suzerain Heling Xianjun frowned and looked around.

"This one, seems to have visited my Xuanjia Sect before?"

Been to Xuanjiazong?

How could an elite from the fairy world come to Xuanjiazong?

"Zhu Changchang, what do you think?" Immortal Heling looked at Zhu Cheng who was standing beside him.

At this time, Zhu Cheng had already become a very popular existence in the Xuanjia Sect because of the support of Han Muye and Xianxian City.

If Zhu Cheng from the past had been asked such a question by the suzerain, he would have been terrified and his legs would have trembled.

But it's different now.

Zhu Cheng was holding the three million divine crystals he had just obtained from the City of Burying Immortals.

With these divine crystals, he can gain enough voice in the entire Xuanjia Sect.

If it were not for the divine crystals in his hand, the light curtain of the three thousand divine crystals of Xuanjiazong would be reluctant to open for a day.

"Perhaps, Tianhuang War Puppet is the support in the hands of Yunlan Sword Immortal?" Zhu Cheng turned his head and looked at the people around him.

The wild puppet.

This is a direct admission that it was Han Muye who bought the war puppet back then.

Immortal Heling narrowed his eyes.

"The Tianhuang War Puppet is in the hands of Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye?" An elder in green robe looked into the light curtain and said in a low voice, "If the power of the War Puppet is revealed, my Xuanjia Sect—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Cheng had already said loudly: "Sword Immortal Yunlan promised to provide me with the spiritual materials for the Xuanjia Sect to forge the war puppets, as well as the blueprints for refining the war puppets."

"Three million divine crystals were also provided by Yunlan Sword Immortal."

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

Anger flashed across many people's faces.

At this time, Zhu Cheng said these words, it is clear that he and Yunlan Sword Immortal planned to annex Xuanjiazong!

"Everyone, if Yunlan Sword Immortal dies at the peak meeting this time, then this account will be written off." Zhu Cheng looked at the crowd, and a word made everyone stunned.

That's right, if Han Muye died, the three million divine crystals would not be returned.

"If Sword Immortal Yunlan can come back from the heyday meeting alive, and even win the first place in the meeting—" Zhu Cheng showed a smile on his face.

Needless to say.

If Yunlan Sword Immortal becomes the number one in this heyday conference, his momentum may directly overwhelm Shenyuan Tiangong!

Immortal Heling coughed lightly, turned his head to look at the light curtain in front of him, and said lightly, "Look."

see.

Let's see if Yunlan Sword Immortal can win the first place in the summit!

Immortal worlds and sects of the divine world all turned their eyes to the light curtain at this time, seeing how different this sword fairy Yunlan had bet hundreds of millions of god crystals.

"boom--"

Han Muye punched out.

The phantom wolf beast in front of him collapsed directly.

Without stopping, he ran quickly, punching again and again.

Ten phantom wolves were killed, and a beam of golden light shrouded him.

In an instant, his figure was teleported to a high platform in the air with a radius of ten thousand zhang.

The moment he arrived, a young man in black robe who was standing in place on the high platform flew up.

A gust of wind was drawn and struck down on Han Muye's head.

"Da Luo Jin Wonderland." In front of the light curtains, those strong men could directly see the cultivation base of the young man who shot.

This level of cultivation won't go very far in the summit meeting.

But relatively speaking, it is not a problem to go through several layers.

"Roar--"

Han Muye punched out.

The fist shadow directly condensed into a hundred-foot-long strange beast, and with a roar, it smashed the opposite fist shadow, and then pressed down on the young man who punched.

The young man showed fear on his face, and just shrank his head back, taking a step back, he was already swallowed by the golden beast.

"Boom—"

The figure of the young man was thrown out of the lofty platform.

A golden halo enveloped Han Muye's body.

The first heyday battle was completely won.

"Isn't this person known as a sword fairy, and does he have a sword box behind him? Why is his boxing so fierce?"

In a fairy world, the old man in the gray Taoist robe in front of the light curtain frowned and spoke.

There was also a sword case on Han Muye's back, and this attire was clearly a sword cultivator.

Sword cultivator, shake your fist?

"He is hiding his strength." Someone whispered in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.

There was light in someone's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "It's not a hidden strength, it doesn't need him to show his strength at all."

A big Luo couldn't test out the slightest hole card of Yunlan Sword Immortal, and couldn't see his real strength.

"Found it!" Someone shouted, and handed a jade slip to the Palace Master of Shenyuan Tiangong standing in front of him.

In front of the light curtains in other places, there are also the same jade slips.

This jade slip recorded the messages of the 13,000 elites of Group D who had participated in the summit meeting.

"Three hundred and fifty-six immortal monarchs, at least a hundred of them are profoundly cultivated."

"There are at least eighteen people who can meet this Yunlan Sword Immortal."

Records are calculated everywhere.

"Eighteen?" Hearing this, someone laughed and said, "You said that Shenyuan Tiangong can only arrange these eighteen immortals to fight with Yunlan Sword Immortal?"

"I guess, Shenyuan Tiangong will let all the three hundred and fifty-six immortals fight against Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Someone chuckled lightly, and there was a gleam in their eyes: "It's not that Shenyuan Tiangong can't do such things."

Although the summit meeting is held in a large formation, it is difficult to control it from the outside, but Shenyuan Tiangong, as the person who presides over the large formation, can slightly change the formation.

"boom--"

The Wanzhang ring in front of Han Muye collided with another ring.

"It's Immortal Le Cen from the Flying Fish Immortal Realm!"

"It's true that I met Xianjun in the second battle, and it was still the strongest wave of Xianjun!"

In front of the countless light curtains, the sound of exclamation spread.

Shenyuan Tiangong really did these things shamelessly.

"Sword Fairy Yunlan?" The middle-aged man in black armor looked at Han Muye.

On his body, the light of luck cultivated by the immortal king slowly blended, and in his hand, a black battle gun was slowly pointed forward.

"Han 100 million, give me this 100 million!"

With a long laugh, the spear in Xianjun Le Cen's hand directly turned into a black long dragon, blocking the entire arena in an instant.

The black dragon roared and bumped head-on at Han Muye.

This blow was exactly the same as Han Muye's previous shot that knocked the elite of the Great Luo Realm into the air.

Seeing the black dragon rushing down, Han Muye took a step forward and then punched out.

Sky breaking fist!

The shadow of the fist shone, and the golden light on it turned into a sky-shattering force, directly tearing apart the long dragon in front of him.

"Good boxing!" Someone exclaimed in front of a light curtain in the fairy world.

In the God Realm, in front of the light curtain of a large body training school, several big men in purple robes stood up.

"This boxing technique is simple and uses power to the extreme."

"Good boxing skills, pay attention to the methods behind him."

In front of every light curtain, someone was attracted by this punch.

Han Muye smashed the black dragon transformed from the spear into pieces with one punch, and in a blink of an eye, he was already thousands of feet in front of the opponent.

"Go to hell!" Immortal Le Cen shouted, a force of heaven and earth was aroused from the spear in his hand, and it turned into a flying dragon with wings spread and rushed forward.

He himself also moved and raised his hands.

The void vibrated, and the power of heaven and earth turned into a cage.

After all, it is Xianjun, who has already used the power of heaven and earth to perfection.

The weight of tens of thousands of jun fell directly on Han Muye's shoulder, and the flying dragon shone and pierced towards Han Muye's chest.

The cage blocked Han Muye's body and locked him within a square inch.

"That's right, such methods are considered tyrannical among the immortals."

"The control methods and the operation of the power of heaven and earth are all proficient, and he is also the strongest among the younger generations in the God Realm."

Someone whispered in the light curtain of the sect in the God Realm.

In front of the light curtains in the fairy worlds of all directions, there was silence.

In the eyes of these senior experts in the fairy world, the combat power of Le Cen Xianjun has been comparable to them, and even surpassed them.

This is the summit meeting!

"It depends on how Yunlan Sword Immortal responds..."

How to deal with it?

If it is a senior fairy, he will retreat to advance, resist the power of the flying dragon, and then use his own protective treasures to break through the cage.

Among them, the crucial gravity is because Han Muye made a wrong step and lost his back hand.

This can only be resisted.

"Boom—"

One punch out.

There is no other means.

Han Muye punched forward.

A golden Kui Niu phantom flew out.

Kui Niu phantom rushed out of the cage, shattered the cage, and then collided with the flying dragon, and then knocked away the entire Immortal Le Cen who was attracting the power of heaven and earth in his hand.

Still a punch!

The phantom of the Kui Niu that came out of this punch roared loudly, and his figure exploded, turning into a thunderous light that filled the sky.

The power of qi and blood directly turns into lightning!

"It looks like boxing, but it's actually Leifa!"

Someone stared wide-eyed, looking at Han Muye who was slowly retracting his fists, and whispered.

"No, this punch is obviously using boxing to induce the power of the blood, and this person has the blood of the monster race." In front of the light curtain, an old man with white beard whispered intently.

In front of the countless light curtains, there are countless immortal cultivators or powerful people from the God Realm.

The boxing technique Han Muye displayed was something no one had seen before.

"Being able to defeat Xianjun Le Cen with one punch, his strength..."

"Maybe it's just that his boxing skills are good, and Le Cen obviously didn't try his best."

Seeing the second golden halo on Han Muye's body, someone said softly.

It is true that Xianjun Le Cen did not attack with all his strength, and he still needs to save his strength for the next battle.

Since he was not Han Muye's opponent, no matter how hard he tried, he would end up taking advantage of others.

"boom--"

The third ten thousand-foot arena merged with Han Muye's thunder, and golden light shone on it.

On Han Muye's body, there were also two golden lights converging.

But before the golden light settled down, two arenas that were at least 20,000 feet directly collided.

So fast!

"Sure enough, I don't want any face..."

Outside the light curtains, someone whispered.

In front of a golden light curtain in the God Realm, an old man in a white robe had a smile on his face.

"Hehe, Shenyuan Tiangong is going to be in a terrible state this time." The old man laughed.

"Master, Shenyuan Tiangong has been in charge of the Taoist sect in the Zhoutian God Realm for nearly hundreds of millions of years, and it should suffer for a while." Behind the old man, a middle-aged man in a blue Taoist robe held a jade-colored disc in his hand.

"According to the information in the disk asking the sky, this Han Muye possesses several kinds of power that even the heavenly secrets cannot detect."

"Such a character, even if he can't make it to the end, will make Shenyuan Tiangong feel ashamed."

While speaking, the middle-aged Taoist landed on the disc in his hand.

The streamer above the disk shone brightly, revealing a halo of crystal light, which seemed to be revealed.

There are many phantoms on it, which are clearly the figure of Han Muye.

But this figure is too illusory to see clearly.

"It's hard to check the sky plate?" The old man was slightly taken aback, and the smile on his face was even wider.

Everyone else looked forward curiously.

"boom--"

Within the light curtain, the three arenas merged into a wide platform with a radius of 60,000 feet.

On the platform, a golden circular barrier rises.

Before the two figures flew down, Han Muye had already stepped out in one step, and his figure instantly jumped thirty thousand feet!

quick!

Pure fast.

This is the pinnacle of speed!

The Xianjun strongman who was still working out the formula only had time to raise his hand to fix a small golden light shield in front of him before he was punched away by Han Muye.

Han Muye kept moving, turned his head, turned around and punched out again.

"Boom—"

The fist wind shattered a spinning golden arrow.

The golden light of this arrow turned into a net of light and shrouded Han Muye's head.

But Han Muye didn't stay where he was, but rushed out with a flicker.

quick!

ruthless!

iron blood!

This split-second battle made people's scalp tingle.