Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Ancestor Tao Ran!

The one who ran rampant in the sky was the ancestor of the fire veins of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

It was said that he was trapped in the old place of Lieyang Palace, but it turned out that he was in this secret place!

Just looking at the explosion of the fire dragon, everyone took a deep breath.

This kind of power is definitely not a half step heaven!

Could it be that Patriarch Tao Ran is already a major cultivator of the Heaven Realm?

There is another Heavenly Realm in the Nine Profound Sword Sect!

"Little brats, get ready, my ancestor, I'm going to put some brats in!"

In the sky, Tao Ran's ancestor's voice sounded.

Then, the sky seemed to be split open, and an aura descended, and countless practitioners of outsiders rushed down.

There are also many practitioners of Yuntianjie who were hiding in various places in the fire source realm and rushed out in an instant, escaping from the beam of light.

Jiuxuan Jianmen uses the Fire Origin Realm as a training ground, so why not the Yuntian Realm?

They learned the news from the ancestors of Tao Ran. Because of the presence of such tyrannical opponents as Jiuxuan Jianmen, the price of Yuntianjie's misty Taoism for Yuntianjie's experience in Huoyuanjie has doubled.

But there are more people vying for it.

For Jiu Xuan Jianmen, life-and-death fighting can improve combat power, and practitioners of Yuntianjie think so too!

The two parties have even developed a tacit understanding. From time to time, Tao Ran's patriarch opens the gate of heaven and allows these practitioners from the cloud world to enter.

At this time, the gate of heaven was opened, and countless people from Yuntianjie came, and the elites of various sects could only fly up whether they were ready or not.

For a time, a roar sounded, and Sword Ray and Aura exploded.

Han Muye held the Yellow Fat Tiger and stood on top of the white feather that became ten feet long.

Yang Mingxuan and Liu Hong stood on both sides, Bai Suzhen, Mu Wan and others were all on Bai Yu.

Bai Suzhen was fine, the halo around her body circulated, and several streamers appeared, obviously there were a lot of treasures to protect her body.

Lu Qingping, and Lin Yuxia's Cultivation Base are not high, looking at the tragic appearance of the fight, their expressions are solemn.

Compared to them, Mu Wan was already pale.

As she said, she's only good at pill refining.

Han Muye led them to this Fire Origin Realm actually is not really wanting them to fight, but it would be good to observe and learn more.

As a practitioner, how could there be no time to fight with your life?

Cleaning up is never going to go very far.

Cultivation is a process of struggle.

Han Muye looked at it quietly. Although Huang Zhihu was young, he didn't seem to be afraid of such a brutal fight. Instead, he looked curious, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Han Muye led them to watch, and the Yuntianjie practitioners who had slipped through the net rushed in. Naturally, Yang Mingxuan and Liu Hong shot and killed them.

Yang Mingxuan's shot was ruthless, and Liu Hong was a rookie when compared with him.

Yang Mingxuan once fought in the Fire Origin Realm for two years, and his ferocity made those practitioners in the Cloud Heaven Realm terrified.

After the First World War, Han Muye gathered the elites of various sects, and then pointed out their shortcomings based on the battle scenes he saw.

Han Muye held Huang Zhihu in one hand, and when he saw the person in front of him, he recalled the scene from the previous battle in his mind.

"Mu Tianyan of Huoyang Sword Sect, your sect swordsmanship is not bad, but when you were on the envoy, you hesitated about these tricks."

Han Muye raised his hand and naturally took the sword from the young man in white robe and danced a few times.

"If this style is followed by a horizontal slash, the lethality will increase by at least 30%."

"This front thorn is not wrong, it's a pity."

Rehearsing a few tricks to gather the memory in the long sword and Sword Qi, Han Muye handed back the long sword in the eyes of the other party's reverence and gratitude.

That Mu Tianyan was not stupid, took the long sword and hurriedly held up a few Spirit Stones.

For the sparkling Spirit Stones, Yellow Fat Tiger will not refuse.

Han Muye laughed and helped Yellow Fat Tiger stuff the Spirit Stones into the small bag, and then led her elsewhere.

"Father, he fights very slowly."

Huang Zhihu's words made Han Muye's eyes light up, and then he laughed and said, "Good girl, you are born to be a sword watcher."

Han Muye led Huang Zhihu to instruct swordsmanship, and sometimes communicated with those cultivators to perform spells.

Lu Qingping, Mu Wan and others brought Medicine Pill and elixir.

Lu Qingping's status as the sixth sister-in-law, Mu Wan's status as a genius in the Mu family, and Bai Suzhen, the eldest young lady of Shangyang Demon Sect, they came to offer condolences, and these Sect elites dared not neglect.

During the battle, Mu Wan didn't even dare to look straight. At this time, whether it was bandaging the wound or refining the medicine pill on the spot, all of them were dazzled and precise.

Their line attracted the attention of those elites.

After the battle, Han Muye watched from the sidelines and stepped forward to give pointers when it was over.

Mu Wan and the others are treating the wounded and refining Medicine Pill.

Unconsciously, the combat power of these elites increased rapidly.

The feeling between life and death is the most profound.

"Everyone, after the first battle tomorrow, we will return to Jiuxuan Mountain." Han Muye stood on the cliff, looked down, and said.

Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.

"So soon..." A Qingpao Daoist flashed a hint of reluctance on his face.

This opportunity for rapid improvement has not been felt yet, and more than half a month has passed.

The others looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Their injuries are there too, but not much.

With the support of Tao Ran's ancestor, Han Muye's guidance, and Mu Wan's treatment, everything is under control.

Opportunities such as fighting to improve are really rare.

"My Nine Profound Sword Sect Sect Leader Succession Ceremony is about to be held, of course you all have to go back."

Han Muye saw everyone's expressions. He smiled and said, "But I am going to share this Fire Origin Realm with Jiu Xuan Jian Sect. In the future, you will all have the opportunity to come."

Share it out!

There will be opportunities in the future!

Hearing Han Muye's words, those elites from various sects widened their eyes.

Such a treasure, I am willing to share it!

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen, it is indeed the first in the Western Border..." A young man with a long sword whispered softly.

"Haha, from the time when I traced back to the Jialing River, I heard the teachings of Han Banxian, and I knew that the Nine Profound Sword Sect would never be like Lingdao Sect." A young man in a lavender robe shook his head and said softly.

The Spiritual Dao Sect is suppressing all parties and suppressing the cultivation world in the Western Xinjiang for thousands of years.

In the past ten thousand years, let alone sharing good things, it is difficult for anyone who has a baby to keep it.

Looking at what Lingdao Sect did now, compared with Jiuxuan Jianmen, it is really a high judgment.

Even if you know that Jiu Xuan Jianmen is to gather people's hearts, but such a real good thing to share, naturally can gather people's hearts.

Everyone nodded silently and adjusted their breaths.

When the sun rises, the stream of light in the sky bursts, and countless figures fall.

This battle is extremely hard.

At sunset, the long laughter of Tao Ran's ancestor came from the sky.

"Roar--"

In the sky, the fire dragon roared, and the endless flames reflected the sunset.

This monstrous power is really dazzling.

"Ancestor Tao Ran's combat power, in the Western Frontier, I am afraid that only Li Mubai, the Sect Leader of Shangyang Demon Sect, can match him?" Someone whispered while looking at the fire dragon raging in the sky.

Xijiang left from Master Tu Sun, Wanhua Zhenren fell, and only Li Mubai of Shangyang Demon Sect was left in the three major repairs, who was Nascent Soul Third Stage.

The other Celestial Realms are all new, and the Cultivation Base's combat power is much worse.

"Everyone, it's time to go back." Han Muye raised his hand, and the brightly lit door reappeared.

Everyone looked at each other, looked back at the blood-splashed place, and stepped into the courtyard.

After the elites of the various sects left, Han Muye looked at Yang Mingxuan and the others.

"You go back with Sister Six and Zhihu, I still have something to do."

After he finished speaking, he nodded to Lu Qingping and others, and with a movement, he rushed to the sky.

Below, Mu Wan and Bai Suzhen watched Han Muye fly away with complicated expressions, so they had to leave under the support of Yang Mingxuan and Liu Hong.

They're not good at fighting, and they can't help Han Muye much.

At this time, Han Muye had already flew up to the sky and landed outside the sky of the Fire Origin Realm.

Out of the sky, the power of space in the void poured into the body.

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

This is the benefit of practicing Xuanyuan Dao Jue.

Based on Wanfa Avenue and relying on the Spiritual Roots, no matter what Spiritual Qi power is, it can perceive it.

Even space forces that are close to nothingness can be attracted at this time.

When you need to replenish the power of space in the future, you can directly practice in the void.

The power of space melted into the body, and Han Muye moved and poured it into the crane wings under his feet.

The originally silent Sky Crane Wing instantly turned into a pair of jade white wings, and turned into a light wing of ten feet, condensing behind Han Muye.

A trace of space power poured into the light wing, and Han Muye could feel the sleeping crane in it showing signs of awakening.

This is a good thing. There are many Tianhe Blood Essences in the Fire Origin Realm, and some Tianhe eggs have also hatched, so a few Tianhe can be left to breed and live in the Fire Origin Realm.

Absorbing the power of space, Han Muye looked up into the distance.

Over there, a thousand-zhang fire dragon entangled the two figures.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran used the power of the Half Step Heaven Realm to fight the two Heaven Realms alone.

This is what a strong man like Tao Ran can do.

"Bam—"

The fire dragon was smashed, and Tao Ran's ancestor was shaken thousands of feet away.

"Fellow daoist, your Cultivation Base is still a lot worse, there's no need to fight us to the death." Daoist in black robe looked at Tao Ran with a cold expression on his face.

"Hehe, you just need to guard your gate and give this world a trial to my illusory Taoist sect. Don't worry, we won't kill you." The black-bearded old man wearing a gray Taoist robe said with a chuckle.

Old Ancestor Tao Ran shrank in the Fire Origin Realm, and even the Heaven Realm couldn't do anything about him.

But out of the fire source world, it is not able to resist the attack of the heaven.

The two heavenly realms shot at the same time, and they were able to ruthlessly torture Tao Ran's ancestor.

Hearing what the two of them said, Tao Ran's ancestor grinned: "I said that, when I take that step, I can abuse you like a dog."

Daoist in the black robe had a cold face, and the old man in the gray robe said with a smile, "That's waiting for you to break through—fuck"

Right in front of them, Tao Ran's ancestor, aura shone, Sword Ray poured backwards, and thunder lights emerged one after another.

The broken pill becomes a baby, stepping into the heaven!

"Kill him!" Heipao Daoist snorted coldly, and flew up, a dark red blood light appeared from the wooden staff in his hand, and slammed into the body of Tao Ran's ancestor.

Gray-robed Daoist hesitated for a moment, and then took out a jade plate, which flashed a dazzling light.

Han Muye moved his wings behind his back and landed in front of Old Ancestor Tao Ran.

"Old Ancestor, you can break through with peace of mind, and leave the rest to me."

In the sword box behind him, the blue and purple swords were unsheathed, and Sword Ray was shining in the void. The Qingming Sword and Ziyan Sword have now been cultivated by him as spiritual weapons, and their lethality may not be enough, but they are enough to deal with ordinary heaven.

"Kid Han, can you do it?" Ancestor Tao Ran asked with a smile as a flash of fire spread across his body.

Han Muye turned to look at him.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray exploded directly, the Qingming sword pierced the bloody glow of the black robe Daoist, the purple flame sword disappeared in a flash, and reappeared, already under the left armpit of the gray robe Daoist.

"Amazing!"

The gray-robed Daoist shouted, the jade plate in his hand was blocked by his side, and the Ziyan Sword collided with the jade plate, bringing out a burst of light.

Han Muye raised his hand to recall the Ziyan Sword, holding the Qingming Long Sword, his body moved, the light wings behind him trembled slightly, and he reappeared, already three feet behind the black-robed Daoist.

In the void, three feet close, this is an extremely dangerous distance!

The black robe Daoist's face turned pale, a black light and shadow burst, and his figure appeared a hundred feet in front.

"Be careful!"

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, the exclamation of the gray-robed Daoist sounded.

The black robe Daoist subconsciously raised a dark curtain of light to protect his body.

Just as the light curtain rose, the Purple Flame Sword appeared under his armpit.

"Thorn-"

Sword Ray cut through the light curtain like paper, then penetrated into the black-robed Daoist's body, straight to the heart.

The black robe Daoist showed pain, gritted his teeth, and roared, a tyrannical aura emerged from his body.

"Want to blow yourself up?" Han Muye, who was standing behind the black-robed Daoist, whispered, and with a single finger, the Ziyan Sword twisted gently.

The black robe Daoist's body shook, and the aura dissipated.

Sword Ray pierced his Qi Sea and cut off half of the jade bone, making him unable to do it.

"call out--"

The black-robed Daoist's head flew out of a foot-long little man, and with a movement, he fled to the void in the distance.

Nascent Soul.

This Daoist is also considered an extraordinary means. Han Muye was too late to kill his soul by self-destruction, and then Nascent Soul took the opportunity to escape.

The gray-robed Daoist looked horrified, glanced at Han Muye, moved, and chased Nascent Soul of the black-robed Daoist.

There are countless dangers in the void. Nascent Soul Expanding Aperture, escaping in the void, is like a three-year-old child holding a big gold nugget in a bandit den.

court death.

From Han Muye flying, to the black robe Daoist Nascent Soul escaping, the gray robe Daoist escaping and leaving, this process only took ten breaths.

Within ten breaths, the two swords defeated the two heavenly realms!

Ancestor Tao Ran, who was standing behind the Transcend Tribulation, was surging with breath, and he almost lost Qi Deviation.

Han Muye glanced back at him with a smile on his face.

It seems that the sword is simple, but the power used in it is indeed not simple at all.

The speed of Tian Heyi's blessing, the strange close-up swordsmanship, and the power of his newly cultivated Xuanyuan Dao Jue, blessed on the double swords.

With the combination of divine soul, human hope, and arrogance, it can break through the power of all kinds of magic and demons.

The protective mask of the Heavenly Realm overhaul, the body protection method that can block the blow of the Heavenly Realm, is like a thin piece of paper before the power of this Xuanyuan Taoist art.

This is also the reason why the gray-robed Daoist turned around and left.

The power of heaven cannot protect itself, and if it does not escape, it is courting death.

"boom--"

Thunder light surged, wrapping Tao Ran's ancestor.

"Good come!"

Ancestor Tao Ran raised his head and laughed loudly, and the fire dragons on his body collided with the thunder light, and they were destroyed.

Han Muye was a little jealous of this thunder light, and was embarrassed to take out the piece of Kui cowhide to absorb it.

This thunder light was a catastrophe for Tao Ran's ancestors, and it was also a good thing for tempering jade bones.

Han Muye stood not far away, watching Old Ancestor Tao Ran constantly entangled with the thunder light, causing the thunder light to pour into his body.

The accumulation of this old man is indeed solid.

For other practitioners, it was an unstoppable thunder calamity, but Tao Ran's ancestor could resist so easily, and he also attracted thunder into his body.

In this first step into the heavenly realm, Tao Ran's ancestor was much more tyrannical than others.

When an illusory figure appeared above his head, the thunder in the sky slowly dissipated.

"Heavenly realm..."

Standing in the void, Ancestor Tao Ran clasped his hands lightly with a look of emotion on his face.

Human realm, earth realm, heaven realm.

In the cultivation world, the heavenly realm is the strongest stage, and it is also the stage that truly separates from mortals.

This is the beginning of the high, quest for eternal life.

Condensed Nascent Soul, just now is qualified to imagine longevity.

"Old Ancestor, if you don't go back, the Sect Leader succession ceremony of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect will end."

"You don't participate in the ceremony, be careful Tuoba Sect Leader will hate you for the rest of your life."

Han Muye said, raising his hand to lead a door.

Tao Ran's ancestor broke through the heavens, and it took a lot of time. If he doesn't go back, he is really afraid that he will not be able to catch up with the ceremony.

Fortunately, with the road signs stored in the seal of the world, Han Muye can directly return to Jiuxuan Mountain in this void.

Ancestor Tao Ran looked down at the Fire Origin Realm that he had guarded for several years, sighed, and stepped into the courtyard one step at a time.

He has become a Nascent Soul, a major overhaul of the heavens, and he will never have the opportunity to step into this fire source realm in the future.

The figures of the two reappeared, and they were already outside the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion.

"Boom-"

In the distance, the bell on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain resounded.

"Ancestor Tao Ran, Elder Han, you guys are back." In front of the gate of the Jiange, the expressions of the inner disciples in white clothes were clearly about to cry.

Been looking for this a few times.

Han Muye and Old Ancestor Tao Ran nodded, flew into the sword pavilion, changed their outer robes to the purple robes for the celebration, and then rushed towards the Great Hall on the top of Jiuxuan Mountain.

When the two arrived, outside the magnificent Great Hall, there were already many high-level sects who came to watch the ceremony.

As for the elite disciples, as well as the Nine Profound Sword Sect disciples, they walked along the stone steps below the Great Hall and stood all the way to the foot of the mountain.

In the open area at the foot of the mountain, there are countless Rogue Cultivators under the rule of Jiu Xuan Jianmen and Rogue Cultivators who have heard the news.

The first Sect Leader succession ceremony in Western Xinjiang, naturally.

On the Great Hall above the top of the clouds, rows of elders from the Nine Profound Sword Sect in purple robes stood solemnly.

Only the Gold Core and Qishen of the Nine Profound Sword Sect can grant the positions of deacon and Elder. At this time, these hundreds of purple robes are one of the strongest forces in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

"Don't say it, it's quite beautiful." When he got into the crowd of people in purple robes, Ancestor Tao Ran looked at the practitioners who could not help but grinned.

His words made the Sixth Stage deacon standing beside him turn his head.

"pottery--"

Ancestor Tao Ran's eyes widened, stopping the deacon's words.

Han Muye chuckled aside.

In front, an old-fashioned Daoist was holding a purple silk book in both hands, muttering something in a chant-like tone.

Wearing a golden crown and a robe, Tuoba was established in front of the old Daoist, solemn and silent.

The mountain wind is blowing, and the Daoist's singing seems to trigger the surge of power between heaven and earth.

At this moment, looking up, it seems that there are countless illusory figures falling on the entire Jiuxuan Mountain.

This may be the blessing of countless generations of heroic spirits from the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

"Licheng-"

"Sacrificing to Heaven—"

Tuobacheng held Gao Xiang in his hand and bowed to the sky.

"The thirty-fourth generation Sect Leader of Jiu Xuan Sword Sect, Tuoba Cheng sacrificed to heaven and earth."

"Jiu Xuan Jianmen should uphold the way of heaven and earth, protect the cultivation world in the western border, and contribute to the prosperity of our cultivation field in the western border."

Between heaven and earth, Tuobacheng's voice echoed.

There seems to be a golden aura visible to the naked eye.

"This power, is it a kind of hope?" Han Muye looked at the golden light in front of him, raised his hand to hold a trace, and whispered.

Sure enough, the power of the world is common.

"The East Sea Flood Dragon Clan Hexijiang Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Tuoba Sect Leader succeeded to the throne, and a special Jiaolong jade pearl and one hundred thousand spirit pearls will be given—"

In the distance, a voice sounded.

In the sky, several dragon shadows swirled.

"The Southern Wild Fox Clan, the White Tiger Clan Hexijiang Jiu Xuan Sword Sect Tuoba Sect Leader succeeded to the throne, and sent three drops of ancient White Tiger Blood Essence and a hundred chalcedony beads—"

The White Tiger phantom soared into the sky, causing the world to shake.

Behind Tuoba Cheng, the golden tiger shadow floated, echoing the White Tiger shadow.

East China Sea, South Wilderness, take action really generously!

At this moment, countless people up and down Jiuxuan Mountain were filled with emotion.

This is the power of the number one sect in Western Xinjiang.

"The Hanging Temple in the Northern Territory, send thirteen Buddha bones, He Jiuxuan Jianmen Sect Leader succeeds-"

"Deng Chungang, the Sword King of the Snow Mountain in the Northern Region, sent three hundred Snow Demon Sword Slaves and three thousand Snow Mountain Jade Lotus. Congratulations to Uncle Tuoba for inheriting the Sect Leader position."

In the distance, a stream of snow-colored light roared.

"Zhongzhou Fujin Firm congratulates Xijiang Jiuxuanjianmen Sect Leader on his succession, and presents 100,000 pieces of top-grade Spirit Stones."

"Zhongzhou Bailushan Academy Hexijiang Jiuxuanjianmen Sect Leader succeeded to the throne, and presented a congratulatory letter from the Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism, and three pieces of Wenbao."

Zhongzhou!

Xijiang Sect Sect Leader succeeded to the throne, and he even invited Zhongzhou Confucianism and Taoism to congratulate him!

Up and down the Jiuxuan Mountain, there was a bang!

The momentum of the Nine Profound Sword Gate is really monstrous!

"boom--"

In the distance, a hundred-zhang flying boat crashed into the sky and arrived.

"Zhongzhou Gun Huazong is here—"

"Fu Yusheng, the elder of Huazong Xiagang, practiced in Lingdao Sect in Western Xinjiang a thousand years ago, and wanted to know what qualifications Jiuxuan Jianmen had to succeed Lingdao Sect and become the number one Sect in Western Xinjiang."

The sound turned into the sky, and the endless coercion turned into clouds.

Heaven.

Nascent Soul Third Stage.

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