Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The huge water monster rushed out of the water, traversed dozens of miles, and slammed into the dragon column from mid-air.

The power of these big monsters is unimaginable.

Among them, there are also digital monsters, Cultivation Base is probably already Gold Core high rank.

These water monsters rushed in, bringing with them Gangfeng and demon clouds, covering half of the sky.

On the cloud head, someone frowned and said in a low voice, "The nine sects in the Western Xinjiang are rearranged, what are these big monsters mixing in?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there were a few eyes around.

At this time, I still can't see that the big demon and the Lingdao sect are allies, specifically targeting the Nine Profound Sword Sect?

Standing in front of Lingdao Sect's elder Wanhua Zhenren said indifferently: "If you don't have the ability to deal with big demons, don't be brave."

Brave.

Jiu Xuan Jian Sect couldn't keep the Dragon Pillar by himself, and he helped others to keep it.

At this time, those big demons had already rushed over the dragon column, and then swooped down.

Han Muye held a long sword, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

When he merged with the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, he felt the power of suppression under the snow-capped mountains of thousands of miles around.

He had felt this power in Qingmang Mountain.

The power of Daojian Mountain from Shiheng Daozong in the fairy world!

The one suppressing here is not the Great Xiu of the Immortal Spirit Realm, but the Half Dao Sword!

As for the other half of the Dao Sword, it is in the hands of Han Muye!

Looking at the big monster in the sky, a smile flashed on Han Muye's face.

If there is an overhaul of the immortal spirit world that is suppressed below, he has to consider whether there will be a problem after releasing it.

But the one suppressing below is Daojian Shanyue, then, no problem.

Release the hilt, Han Muye raised his hand a little.

The Yunlong Sword turned into a long dragon and flew out directly.

"Bam—"

The long dragon slammed into the big monster and cut off a hundred-zhang black turtle monster directly.

One sword and two sections, blood gushing like a waterfall!

The blood spilled directly under the dragon pillar.

The Dragon Pillar occupied by the Nine Profound Sword Sect rose rapidly.

The Yunlong Sword spun again, strangling another hundred-zhang fish demon.

When the dragon pillar reached four hundred feet, the mask around Han Muye vibrated, and a roar came from the sky.

This is the appearance of gravity pressing to the extreme Time Limit.

Han Muye knew where this gravity came from.

This is the formation bondage, which is the power used to suppress the Dao Sword.

It seems that more blood of the big demon is needed to stimulate the power of Daojian and let it break free from the suppression of formation.

The Yunlong Sword was retracted, and Han Muye looked up at the big demon in the sky who was restrained by the two swords.

Below, on the Dragon Pillar of Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen laughed loudly: "Let me see today what your Nine Profound Sword Sect uses to guard the Dragon Pillar!"

With so many monsters attacking, even the Heaven Realm can't hold the Dragon Pillar!

The Nine Profound Sword Gate, which was supposed to be the number one of the Nine Factions, was in danger of falling into the Nine Factions.

The key is that, when the big monster strikes, the geniuses of Jiu Xuan Jianmen, the sword pavilion Han Banxian may be intercepted and killed!

Everyone looked at this scene and dared not speak.

Is Han Banxian abandoning the Dragon Pillar, or is he fighting for his life?

"Hmph, if it weren't for the Magic Treasures in his hand, this kid would have been smashed down the dragon pillar. How strong is the Nine Profound Sword Sect?"

On the cloud head, Wanhua Daoist, the elder of Lingdao Sect, suddenly made a sound.

His voice was undisguised, spreading through the clouds and down below.

Han Muye has this power by relying on Magic Treasures in his hands.

Jiu Xuan Jianmen has no real strength!

At this moment, some people's eyes flashed, some chuckled and shook their heads, and some sighed.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect, I have no strength?"

At this moment, a voice came from above the sky.

The voice was in the distance when I first heard it.

But the sound fell, and it was already close.

It was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

As soon as this voice came out, everyone on the cloud head changed dramatically.

Heaven!

Inciting the power of heaven and earth to disorder, a thousand miles, this is the power of heaven!

Nine Profound Sword Gate, there is a heavenly powerhouse coming!

On the cloud head, Tuobacheng had a strange expression on his face, and turned his head to look in the direction of the snow-capped mountains.

Han Muye raised his head, his eyes fell on the snow-covered mountains.

Everyone felt the earthquake shaking.

In the distance, snow-capped mountains collapsed!

"boom--"

Crashed.

There are snow-capped mountains rising from the ground and flying towards the sky.

Under that snow mountain, there is clearly a figure!

Carry the snow mountain!

Who in the world can have such a mighty power?

Above the clouds, there was an exclamation.

Even the real Wanhua and Li Mubai, who were standing in front, also showed shock on their faces.

Duan Yihong, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon pillar, widened his eyes and trembled.

He cultivated the line of earth and stone, and he also fought with ten thousand arms.

But now what he saw was a figure coming from three snow-capped mountains on his back!

In the world of earth and stone, there are such absolute masters!

Under the Dragon Pillar, those elites from various sects raised their heads and watched in disbelief as the three snow-capped mountains rose to the sky.

As for the practitioners who were watching the battle, many people had already retreated in panic.

It is completely unimaginable, what kind of powerhouse is this coming!

"The Sword King of the Northern Territory, carrying three snow-capped mountains on his back, suppresses the Snow Demon clan."

Han Muye opened his mouth with a chuckle, and then said lightly, "The first direct descendant of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Deng Chungang."

The First Inheritance of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect!

This peerless powerhouse with three snow-capped mountains on his back turned out to be the first direct descendant of the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

There is such a strong person in Jiu Xuan Jianmen!

Even if they heard the voice saying that it was someone from the Nine Profound Sword Sect, everyone still couldn't believe it.

But at this time, Han Muye said the other party's name directly!

On the head of the cloud, many Gold Core overhaulers recalled that there were only ninety-nine people on the dragon boat in the Nine Profound Sword Sect, and there was still one vacant seat.

It turns out, here it is!

Jiuxuan Jianmen, the first in the line of succession, Deng Chungang!

"Haha, are you Han Nineteen?"

"The monk of Xuankong Temple said that you are very strong. If I don't come back, the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect will be handed over to you."

In the sky, clouds and thunder combined with the sound, rolling and moving.

The sound caused the snow mountain to tremble, and avalanches appeared one after another.

"Wait for the first place in the nine factions, let me see if you are qualified to take charge of the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

In Deng Chungang's voice, there is endless fighting intent!

The number one of the nine schools seems to be a child's play, but the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect is more important.

Deng Chungang wants to fight Han Muye!

Han Muye's eyes lit up with dazzling eyes, and nodded lightly: "Okay."

it is good!

Hearing Han Muye's answer, Deng Chungang laughed, and the snow-capped mountains slammed down behind him!

"You Spirit Armor Monster Race are still not giving up, want to infect the Northern Territory?"

"Okay, how much to come, how much daddy suppresses!"

Of the three snow-capped mountains, one fell directly into the Jialing River.

One fell in the direction of the Dragon Pillar.

The last one exploded, turned into a snow sword of ten thousand feet, and cut it down with one sword!

"boom--"

The snow mountain smashed into the river, directly smashing the middle of the river, and countless black turtle monsters were crushed under the mountain and turned into powder.

Blood Qi and Monster Qi rise from the sky.

On the snow-capped mountain, one after another of snow mists rose, gathering the blood of the black turtle demon and the Monster Qi, turning them into blood-colored beads.

Looking at this scene, a strange color appeared on Han Muye's face.

This method is clearly the method of the imperial envoy Kenmaru!

"It's Shanyin, Jianwan Shanyin."

Daoist's voice came, with a hint of surprise.

"There are a total of six Shanyin Sword Pills, which are the place where the Shanhe faction is suppressed in the Universe Sword Array."

"This Deng Chungang must have obtained Shanyin Jianwan before going to the Northern Territory to suppress the snow demon."

"I suspect that this is the backhand left by Yuan Tianjianzun."

Speaking of this, Daoist whispered: "Han Muye, what you and Deng Chungang are fighting for is probably not only the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

Not only the inheritance of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, but also the inheritance of Yuan Tianjianzun!

"boom--"

The second snow-capped mountain slammed into the sky above the Dragon Pillar, smashing the big monsters who besieged the Dragon Pillar into blood mist, and then closed it.

Han Muye frowned.

He used the blood of these big demons to water the dragon column, but Deng Chungang couldn't take them all away.

With a low voice, the Yunlong Sword flew out, strangling a few black turtle monsters again.

"Roar--"

On the Jialing River, with a roar, a tall figure in a black robe rushed out.

Heaven!

More than one!

Five figures rushed out of the river.

Holding a big sword, Deng Chungang laughed and rushed out.

At this moment, there is no suspense in the competition of the nine factions.

On the Dragon Pillar of Lingdao Sect, Lu Qingchen and the three figures behind him all had gloomy faces, and Sisi stared at the Dragon Pillar of the Nine Profound Sword Sect and was rapidly ascending.

No one can stop.

No one dared to stop.

At the last moment of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, there is a heavenly powerhouse who can defeat six with one!

On the Jialing River, Sword Ray shines through the river.

The six heavenly monsters were actually Sword Ray who couldn't hold back Deng Chungang.

No one dared to speculate on the combat power displayed by this first heir of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, who was not well-known in Western Xinjiang.

Above the clouds, there was silence.

"Om-"

The dragon pillar of Jiu Xuan Jianmen reached five hundred feet, the heaven and the earth shook, and the roar came from the ground.

All the dragon columns began to vibrate.

On the cloud head, Master Wanhua and Li Mubai showed joy on their faces.

Han Muye lowered his head and looked down.

One after another golden Spiritual Qi has filled the air.

This is Sword Qi of Daojian Mountain.

The mountain sword has been broken, and its power has been suppressed for so many years. If it wasn't for the blood of the big Monster Qi, it would not be able to wake up at all. At this time, the suppressing dragon column was pulled up, and the blood of the big Monster Qi was poured into it, and the power of the Dao sword was stimulated.

Standing on the dragon pillar, Han Muye raised his hand and grabbed the long sword hanging in front of him.

The long sword is Su Yuan, and Zhu Shen, the elder of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion, wears the sword.

This sword represents the humiliation of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, as well as the hardships of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Reach out to hold the hilt, and Sword Qi is poured directly.

Pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect suffered heavy losses, and its masters withered away.

The sword pavilion elders fell one after another.

The gentle-faced old man practiced day and night, and finally merged with the long sword, gathering the power of the Half Step Heaven.

The old man fought in all directions, protecting the shaky Jiu Xuan Sword Gate.

Until the younger generation of Jiuxuan Jianmen grows up, they have the power to protect themselves.

A letter caused the old man to be furious, and after all the disciples of Jiuxuan Jianmen tried to persuade them to no avail, they flew down the mountain.

Spiritual Taoism.

It is indeed Lingdao Sect.

The Lingdao Sect took the relics of the elders of Jiuxuan Jianmen Jiange as a threat, led Elder Zhu Shen down the mountain, and attacked in groups.

In this battle, Lingdao Sect also suffered a lot of casualties.

After this battle, the inheritance of Jiu Xuan Jianmen's sword pavilion was incomplete, and the younger generation could only protect themselves, and there was no threat to several major sectors.

After this battle, Jiu Xuan Jianmen finally got a chance to recuperate.

Elder Zhu Shen's wishing sword was taken away by the Spiritual Dao Sect, and has been hidden in the secret vault. This time, it was taken out to suppress the resurgent Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Holding the hilt in his hand, Han Muye shuddered.

On the sword, a dark aura flashed and entered his body.

"Boy, this sword has been overhauled by Outland Restrictions, run away!"

That is the remnant soul of Elder Zhu Shen!

Restrictions of Outland Overhaul?

Han Muye felt it.

The power of space.

Just as his Sword Qi was pouring into the blade, a power of Spatial Teleportation had been activated.

"Om-"

In the void, a light array appeared.

Master Wanhua laughed, raised his hand, and a flash of light fell on it.

It was a radiant piece of Spirit Stones.

Superb Spirit Stones.

Lu Qingchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon pillar, also waved his hand and smashed a piece of Spirit Stones on it.

Beneath the Dragon Pillar, Guo Tianjin, the first heir of Yunhai Sword Sect, raised his hand, and a stream of light shot out.

The third best Spirit Stones!

The three top-quality Spirit Stones slammed into the magic circle, triggering the formation's power to surge.

On the cloud head, the complexion of those Gold Core overhaulers changed dramatically.

"This formation is the ancient teleportation formation!" Someone shouted.

"Really Wanhua, what are you doing!"

"This formation is set on the forbidden air formation, and it draws our strength!"

"Can't stop, the formation motivated by the best Spirit Stones, we will be backlashed when we lose our strength!"

On the cloud head, the sound of panic and roar came one after another.

Is Master Wanhua going to be the enemy of the entire Western Xinjiang?

At this moment, the real Wanhua smiled and took a step forward.

"This formation is a teleportation formation that communicates with the immortal world outside the domain."

"The Immortal Spirit World is a world where the level of cultivation far exceeds that of the Profound Sky World, and it is filled with Immortal Buddhas."

"If you fellows want to go to the fairy world with this deity, you only need to submit to my Spirit Dao Sect."

To the fairy world!

A place where the level of cultivation far exceeds that of the Profound Sky World!

On the cloud head, some people were horrified, some people frowned, and some people had a look of longing on their faces.

"Master Wanhua, didn't you say that the rise of the Rising Dragon Platform is to release the treasures suppressed by it?" Li Mubai frowned and said coldly.

Master Wanhua smiled and said, "Brother Li, when you go to the fairy world, aren't there treasures everywhere?"

Li Mubai's face showed a cold look, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The real Wanhua lied to him.

Master Wanhua looked at Yuntou with a disdainful smile on his face: "You regard the Western Xinjiang as a treasure, but you don't know how big this world is."

"Don't mention the Western Border, it is the Profound Sky World. Compared with the Immortal Spirit World, it is nothing but a barren land."

"This deity seeks immortality in the fairy world. If you don't go, you will never have a chance!"

Immortal!

Practitioner, who doesn't want the chance of immortality?

How many people can be unmoved by the temptation of immortality?

"Wanhua fellow daoist..." a white-bearded old man whispered.

Master Wanhua turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

The old man was stunned and lowered his head.

Only by surrendering can you leave with the Master Wanhua.

fellow daoist, is not the title of surrender.

"Master Wanhua, I, I am willing to surrender, and go to the fairy world with the master."

surrender.

For eternal life, choose surrender.

Above the clouds, one after another voice sounded.

At this time, the dragon column oscillated, and then one by one, it was broken into pieces.

The earth cracked, the cracks were deep, and golden auras rose.

Daojian Mountain!

The phantom of a giant sword of ten thousand feet slowly appeared in the cracks of the snow-capped mountain.

This sword has unimaginable power!

The phantom of the sword appeared, and everyone felt their hearts tremble.

The four elites of Lingdao Sect moved and appeared in the air, staring at the giant sword.

They want to take the sword.

It's just that there are countless Sect elites below.

"You can also submit to my Shi Heng Dao Sect, and then follow us to practice in the fairy world."

Lu Qingchen hung in the void, bowed his head, and spoke lightly.

Are you going to practice in the fairy world?

Seek the way to longevity.

Below, in the eyes of the elites of various sects, there are various flashes of aura.

"Han Muye, I'll give you a chance too."

Lu Qingchen looked up and looked at Han Muye holding a long sword.

"Worship at my door, and I will take you to the fairy world."

A smile appeared on Lu Qingchen's face.

He knew that a talent like Han Muye knew how to choose.

In the fairy world, it is an irresistible temptation.

The stronger the person, the more talented the person, the more he wants to step into the fairy world.

To practice, one should pursue eternal life.

In order to live forever, what means can't be done?

At this moment, everyone below looked at Han Muye.

How will this kendo exiled immortal choose?

Han Muye lowered his head, his eyes fell on those Sect elites.

They are waiting for their own choice.

choose?

OK.

Han Muye chuckled lightly and squeezed the palm of his hand holding the Suwon Sword.

"Kuraga-"

Long sword, unsheathed!

Sword Ray, with a dazzling cold glow.

This sword fell from Elder Zhu Shen and was never drawn again.

At this moment, Sword Ray, who had been hidden for countless years, slashed down with a cold sword.

This sword is not sharp.

But this sword has an unforgettable vastness!

Han Muye slashed out with this sword, and a white-haired old man appeared behind him, chuckling and nodding.

This sword is Han Muye's choice.

Fuck longevity!

What daddy wants is to be a Happy Sword Immortal!

surrender?

roll!

Sword Ray is like electricity, slashing Shattering Void!

Lu Qingchen and the figures behind him all had ugly expressions on their faces, raised their hands, and blocked the sword with spiritual lights.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray smashed the aura, chased Lu Qingchen, and let him fly away several times, before he was in shock.

Holding a long sword, Han Muye looked at him quietly with a smile on his face.

Below, the faces of those Sect elites also showed smiles.

This is the sword repair.

Practice, as it should be.

Draw your sword!

"Okay, okay." Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth, his eyes swept down, and his face was hideous.

"You'll regret--"

As soon as the voice fell, he and the three figures behind him exploded directly, turning into a blood-colored aura, and rushing directly to Yuntou.

They were originally Wanhua's avatars, and they returned at this time, with a huge amount of blood and Spiritual Qi poured into Wanhua's body.

"boom--"

The aura turned into a beam of light, and Master Wanhua let out a long laugh, and the Cultivation Base on his body was no longer suppressed.

Nascent Soul Fourth Stage!

With the return of the clone, he showed the Cultivation Base Realm of the Nascent Soul Fourth Stage.

He has already swept across the Cultivation Base in the Western Xinjiang, and adding one more point makes everyone only look up.

"Li Mubai, I know that you have stepped into the Nascent Soul Third Stage. Now, are you willing to surrender to this deity?" Real Man Wanhua laughed wildly.

On the cloud head, the magic light on Li Mubai appeared, and it really was Nascent Soul Third Stage.

This magic light shines, dyeing the sky dark.

But compared with the real Wanhua, it is obviously lower.

"Submit?"

Li Mubai looked at Master Wanhua and said coldly, "Let's see if you have that ability!"

The voice fell, and a dark golden long spear in his hand, revealing the magic of Sen Han, stabbed the real Wanhua with one shot.

"Just based on this?" Real Man Wanhua sneered.

"And I."

On Tuobacheng, a suppressed power burst out instantly.