Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

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"Xuanyu, behead this bald man for daddy!"

Mo Shenghua stood outside the sky with his hands on his hips and raised his hand.

Xuan Yu Dao did not respond.

Mo Shenghua's face froze, and the Buddha's light on the monk's body had already surged up.

Han Muye shook his head and waved his hand.

The Xuanyu Knife made a loud noise and pressed down.

The blade is radiant, and the sky is blood-stained!

Under this knife, both the soul and the body were imprisoned, and the flesh and blood trembled uncontrollably.

Profound jade knife, is the blood jade knife.

This knife is a magic knife.

The monk looked at the knife, his face turned pale with fright, and turned away.

But the power of the immortal treasure has been activated, how can it be that you want to leave?

The knife light turned into a blood dragon, chopped his Kasaya into pieces, and slammed into him, shattering his body.

The light of the knife dissipated, and the monk gathered his body in the distance with a pale face, and his body was much thinner.

In the end, it was the overhaul of Buddhism, and in the fairy world blessed by Heavenly Dao, he tried his best to escape, and he really survived.

It's just that only he knows how much he paid for it.

Mo Shenghua laughed and raised his hand, the monk shivered and ran away.

Really scared.

At this time, Sword Ray was already shining everywhere on the entire Fairy Star.

The long sword pierced through the air, shaking thousands of miles.

The sound of sword whistling covered the clouds and gathered and scattered.

Especially in the direction of Lingxian Temple, the Buddhist sect on Xianlingxing, Sword Ray has illuminated the world.

In fact, there are still strong people on Xianlingxing, such as Sun Youdao, who returned from a serious injury. With the help of Xianlingxing Avenue, they can suppress Qin Suyang and others who are ravaging Star at this time.

But he dared not.

Han Muye and the mysterious jade knife hang outside the sky.

"This Mo Shenghua is really busy." Beside Sun Youdao, the female cultivator in a pink dress clenched her teeth and drank, her face was full of chills, but her eyes were full of smiles.

With a pale face, Sun Youdao turned his head and looked at the female cultivator.

"Yuru, do you really want to go with him?"

The nun's smile faded, she pondered for a moment, and nodded.

Sun Youdao showed bitterness on his face, and sighed lightly: "It's okay, I have always been unable to control your affairs."

After speaking, he turned around and slowly walked behind the Great Hall.

"Father, the life and death of Taoism are unpredictable. In fact, you also meant to let me go with him, right." Behind him, Sun Yuru's voice sounded.

Sun Youdao paused, did not speak, just paced away.

The outcome of the battle is unpredictable. Instead of sticking to one side, it is better to bet on both sides.

Sun Yuru stood on the Great Hall, her expression slowly turning solemn.

She bowed in front of the Great Hall, then turned and stepped out.

"Mo Shenghua, if you are a little brave, I didn't let you sleep in vain."

Looking at the female cultivator who flew away, Han Muye's mouth twitched.

It's really a family...

The battle on Xianling Star only lasted for an hour, and everyone immediately evacuated.

Lingxian Temple was demolished several gates, and several Taoist sects were broken into some Outer Sect hills.

Even if Tianxuan's top sword cultivator arrived, he could not destroy a Sect.

The mountain protection formation that has been passed down for countless years is really not broken if you want to.

However, there are also many treasures searched around. After all, it is the Xianling Star, the main body of the Xianling world. There are a lot of spiritual minerals and spiritual medicines on it, as well as those located outside the mountain gate. loot.

Everyone gathered, and the flying boat broke away and disappeared into the void, leaving only the devastated fairy star.

Some roared, some cried.

Daoism is so cruel and irreconcilable.

The Weak are Prey to the Strong among the practitioners is vividly performed here and now.

"Senior Brother Han, fortunately not to be disgraced." In the cabin of the flying boat, Zhao Youzhi, a one-armed man in black, appeared quietly, holding a golden Buddha's head in his hand.

The Buddha's head shone with golden light, and his eyes were round.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take the Buddha's head and poured Spiritual Qi into it, showing the Buddha patterns in it.

"Breaking the barrier of the heavens with the method of Buddhist empowerment is nothing unusual."

Han Muye shook his head and whispered in disappointment.

Buddhism Cultivator is different from other practitioners.

The devotion of the Buddhist Cultivator is unparalleled.

Therefore, when empowering, the recipient will not resist, and the person who casts the empowerment also has a spirit of sacrifice and is willing to deplete his Cultivation Base.

But this method is almost impossible to achieve in other cultivation ways.

You asked Jianxiu to give up his guard and then accept empowerment?

Then let him break the sword.

"However, there are lessons to be learned."

Exploring the means in the Buddha's light, Han Muye whispered softly.

It doesn't work for empowerment, but you can pour medicine.

There is a medicine garden in the ancient cloud galaxy, and there are countless elixir, which can be squandered.

After knowing that the inheritance of the ancient cloud galaxy may continue, and there are strong men lurking, Han Muye's thoughts are different.

Outside the cabin, Mo Shenghua and the dao companion from Xianlingxing were chatting with each other, as if there was no one else around.

This made Lin Shen and Deng Chungang embarrassed and envious of the juniors of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

"boom--"

In front of the flying boat, there is a strong person blocking the way, one after another from the heavens of the fairy world rushed up, Qin Suyang and others flew out of the sword.

On the flying boat today, everyone is a master of kendo.

Condensed combat power, sword repair is invincible.

Sword Ray runs through thousands of miles, directly penetrating the blocking army.

At this moment, the hegemony of the Tianxuan swordsmanship was completely revealed.

It takes ten times and a hundred times the strength to stop the sword cultivator from moving forward.

It took a total of thirty-two days to travel from the Immortal Spirit Star to the Profound Sky Front line.

Among them, there were at least 300 bloody battles.

Ten battles a day.

At the most dangerous time, even Han Muye's envoy, Xuan Yudao, could not repel the besieging army.

The army of immortal spirits who are not afraid of death has gone crazy.

Han Muye and the others attacked and killed Xianlingxing, angering everyone in the Xianling world.

If they are not left behind, what is the majesty of the fairy?

Fortunately, they had already reached the edge of the battlefield, and Huang Tingshu and Yan Zhen led the army of the gods lightly, and suppressed the army of fairy spirits with the list of Preferred Gods.

Even so, the army of fairy spirits did not retreat completely, but slowly assembled and began to press on the front line.

"Mr. Han, if we want to fight decisively, my Profound Sky army needs to assemble." Xiao Lingshan and Lu Yang came to the front line to see Han Muye, both with heavy expressions on their faces.

The army of fairy spirits has assembled tens of millions, which is the appearance of a decisive battle.

However, Tian Xuan's reserve strength was insufficient, and the superposition of combat power in various Star worlds could not stop the tens of millions of troops.

Unless he mobilizes the powerhouses in the Profound Sky Realm again as he did last time.

But the fairy army is a regular army and can always be stationed on the front line.

It is impossible for those experts in Tianxuan to be on guard all the time.

In the final analysis, Tian Xuan’s overall strength is weak.

It takes time for the army to assemble, and the fairy world may not give time to the assembly of the Profound Sky army.

How to choose, requires Han Muye to make a decision.

Is it to give up the front line of defense, or to lay out a war with all my strength?

"Draw the star as a boundary and tell them that if they dare to come, they will never come back." Han Muye looked at the void in front of him and spoke lightly. Has come and gone?

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Han Muye, how come there is no return?

If you don't give up the line of defense, and don't fight bloody battles, just say there is no return, why?

Seeing Han Muye turn and leave, Lu Yang's expression was extremely solemn.

This is the life and death of millions of military generals built in, how can it be child's play?

"Lu Yang, how long have you been in charge of the Xuanyang Guard Army?" Xiao Lingshan, who was standing beside Lu Yang, suddenly said.

Lu Yang was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice, "It has been hundreds of years since entering Xuan Yangwei."

Xiao Lingshan nodded with a smile on his face: "It's still too short a time, after a long time, you will be able to see clearly."

see clearly?

Lu Yang frowned and said solemnly, "General Xiao is saying that he can see through life and death?"

Don't care about the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people?

No matter how long he was a general, Lu Yang couldn't do it.

Xiao Lingshan waved his hand, looked into the distance, and said lightly, "Seeing clearly that this cultivation world is not a matter of many people."

"Tianxuan, Tianxuan of Wen Xiang, Tian Xuan of Han Xiang, but not you and me, not the army of millions."

Turning his head, Xiao Lingshan's eyes fell on Lu Yang, and he lowered his voice: "In charge of the army, it will be easy to get lost, and you will feel that the army is standing up, and it is really invincible in the world."

"The world of practice is not like this."

Until Xiao Lingshan left, Lu Yang didn't really understand what he wanted to say.

The army is assembled, and the battle strength of the army is transformed into a beast, and the strength of the battle formation can kill Saint.

Isn't this the strongest force in the world?

That is, the Taoist ancestor is in front, a million troops are not enough, ten million troops, hundreds of millions of troops, can always be surrounded and killed?

The world's strong, can really resist the siege of an army?

Although he was surprised, Lu Yang did not disobey Han Muye's military order.

The front line retreats 300,000 miles, and at the same time declares that the realm of Mingxuan cannot be crossed.

It's just that such a show of weakness has no deterrent effect on the fairy world where tens of millions of troops are assembled.

The army crossed the star realm and surrounded the Tianxuan front.

At this time, the Profound Sky army was unable to assemble, and had to retreat.

Without Prime Minister Han's order, there is no strong conscription in the Profound Sky World, and no army assembled.

At this moment, Tian Xuan seemed to have given up his resistance.

This surprised the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, can't be so useless?

"You said, can the fairy world be able to settle the world in one battle and directly defeat the defense of Tianxuan?" A Taoist ancestor's spiritual sense came out.

Many Taoist ancestors agree and are very optimistic about the fairy world, and many have other opinions.

"What happens in the cultivation world is to see who survives to the end. Don't look at the extremely dazzling battles of Prime Minister Han of Tianxuan. In fact, he overdrawn Tianxuan's combat power and opened his trump card."

"Although Tianxuan has gained a lot of wealth, it will take at least a hundred years to condense it into combat power, but there is only less than a dozen years left in the Taoist struggle, and they have no chance."

For Taoist ancestors who were not optimistic about Tianxuan, Tianxuan's decline was obvious.

As for the Taoist ancestors who are optimistic about Tianxuan, what really values ​​is Han Muye's surprise several times, Heavenly Horse.

"If practitioners only look at the comparison of power, then it is better to put all their wealth and treasures on the table."

"Cultivation depends on chance."

"Tianxuan Han Xiang, that is the son of Dao in the Dao struggle."

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If Han Muye hears these arguments, he will definitely say that these Taoist ancestors are completely worried about eating radishes.

At this time, in the cabin, Han Muye sat opposite a middle-aged man in a white robe.

This middle-aged man is here, but those Taoist ancestors did not find it.

As a mythical beast, and an auspicious beast among the mythical beasts, Qilin has a Cultivation Base that is even deeper than Daozu Cultivation Base, and has the bloodline power that can cover Heavenly Dao.

"Broken Star Island Ten Thousand Demon Palace, as well as the thirty-two tribes behind the wilderness, a total of 90 million tribes, I brought them all."

Qilin stared at Han Muye with a serious look on his face.

"I have been to the wasteland, and I have also met those old brothers."

"The blood fusion method you have done should be the only chance for our demon clan to continue."

There was a hint of loneliness in Qilin's eyes.

He turned his eyes to the outside of the flying boat and whispered: "The wild collapse, it is impossible to gather again, without the top powerhouse, we will not be able to regain our glory."

"Survival is our only pursuit."

Speaking of this, Qilin looked at Han Muye: "I've seen the blue dragon too."

Canglong, Chen Qingzhi.

"What did Marquis Wu say?" Han Muye asked in a low voice, his expression unchanged.

The Manghuang, Canglong, Qilin, and Baxia in the ancient times are all tyrannical races whose bloodline power can occupy one side.

But now, their ethnic group is withering, and their own strength is also declining.

After the collapse of the wilderness, the weakening of the demon clan was inevitable.

"Chen Qingzhi said that you are one of the few people who is not prejudiced against the demon clan. The fate of our demon clan can be entrusted to you."

Staring at Han Muye, Qilin said solemnly: "When you merge the body of the beast, I will give you all the thirty-two chapters of Manghuang."

"You will be the only king of my wild demon clan."

King of the Wilderness.

The king of the previous generation of Manghuang fell, and Manghuang collapsed.

Only with the rise of a new king can the wild monster clan have hope of continuing their inheritance.

"After the Taoism struggle, I hope you can take us to the depths of the wilderness."

"A lot of the secrets that were buried back then are all there."

Qilin looked at Han Muye, and said softly, "The stele of the Baxia clan is also there."

The Tianbei suppresses the power of the underlord and can purify its power. With the monument in the body, the power of the underlord will be much purer.

This is the choice of bloodline power.

Countless thousands of years, natural selection.

Han Muye nodded without refusing.

From the moment he took charge of the sword pavilion, he had already understood that he had been wrapped in a surging river and could not turn back.

Maybe, there is Power's calculation behind it, but he was just an ant in the past, and he didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

The selected ant is lucky. If he struggles to resist, the next lucky ant will take his place.

The only thing he can do is to make himself stronger and gather more power.

Taking over Tianxuan, trading with Endless Tianzun, going out of the dam, including the promise to inherit everything from Manghuang at this time.

The more chips in hand, the more right to speak.

As for Daozheng, he is not worried.

If the Daoist struggle only stops at Daozu, then there is no suspense in this battle. He can gather all the power and wipe out the fairy world in one battle.

If this battle is just a shot from Tianzun, and there are endless Tianzun behind him, he can still be invincible.

If there are more conspiracies behind this battle, then he will not die.

Because that might be the wood god Power told him that there would be a time to meet.

Daoism can't get through, how can we meet again?

So as long as he keeps improving and expanding his strength, he doesn't need to consider anything else.

"Ugh-"

In the void, the sound of the horn of the immortal army's attack came.

Han Muye looked at Qilin, raised his hand, a golden spear and a jade-colored long knife, hovering quietly in front of him.

"senior, this battle is up to you."

Qilin's expression remained unchanged, looking at the sword in front of him.

White Fang's allegiance was nothing compared to a name-calling certificate.

If the Thirty-two Manghuang is to be cast under Han Muye's command, it must show sincerity.

This battle is all about sincerity.

"it is good."

Qilin got up slowly, raised his hand, and started with the gun.