Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 228 Fire Source Palace, Magical Sword Weapon (22 Five Thousand Chapters)

Daoist Dayan spread his palms.

Five big oval fiery red spirit beads of pigeon eggs, on which steamed sandalwood flows light, dazzling and agile.

A charm that makes people unable to move their eyes condenses on the light beads.

Fire Marrow Spirit Crystal.

The treasure of the fire department.

A Fire Essence Spirit Crystal is worth at least three million spirit stones, and in the practice world, it can trigger a half-step Heaven Realm Major Cultivator to crazily grab it.

Ancestor Tao Ran's eyes were shining brightly, and his breathing became much faster.

This Fire Essence Spirit Crystal was of great help to him stepping into the Heaven Realm.

He raised his hand, recalled two Fire Essence Spirit Crystals in the palm of his hand, and held them tightly.

"I thought it would be nice to have one or two, but I didn't expect to have five."

"With these two, I am confident that I will step into heaven within sixty years."

A smile appeared in Tao Ran's eyes, and he pointed to the remaining three Fire Essence Spirit Crystals and said, "The rest should be your reward."

Can it still be like this?

We worked so hard to get it, you take it as a reward, and then give it to me?

Han Muye glanced at Patriarch Tao Ran.

Ancestor Tao Ran seemed embarrassed by him, and said in a low voice, "Well, isn't our cooperation going smoothly?"

"Don't worry, I will help you get the Nine Suns Technique when you go to the Fire Source Palace."

Nine suns technique, this is the reason why Han Muye came here.

Now he has enough whether it is pills or accumulation of practice experience.

All that's left is to get the Nine Suns Kung Fu and practice with all your strength to make a breakthrough.

Han Muye nodded, and took away the three Fire Essence Spirit Crystals in Daoist Dayan's hands.

He would not tell Patriarch Tao Ran that he killed a half-step heavenly realm in the mine vein, and obtained many fire marrow stones and fire marrow essence.

This old man is very bad.

In the distance, there are streaks of spiritual light flying in pursuit.

Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran were too lazy to kill people, so they set up their sword lights and walked away.

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Fire Source Palace.

Among the mountains and jungles, several halls, surrounded by various buildings, form a small city.

Some of these halls are densely covered with spiritual light, and some are already full of cracks.

This is not so much the location of the mountain gate of the Fire Source Palace, but rather their last stronghold.

Besieged and suppressed for thousands of years, Fire Source Palace has no strength to resist.

If it wasn't for the secret place here and the alliance with the practitioners in the fire source world, I'm afraid it would have been discovered and strangled by the Misty Taoist sect long ago.

At this time, in the main hall of the Fire Source Palace, the palace lord, Wang Luosheng, had a dignified expression.

Three thousand miles away, there was news that more than a thousand practitioners had been besieged and killed.

The cultivator over there has sent a message, using the fire source palace's elder distress signal.

But in Huoyuan Palace, there were checks everywhere, and no elder was seen going out at all.

So, who is the person calling for help?

"Palace Master, I think something is wrong at this time, we'd better ignore it." An old man in green robe sitting below said loudly.

The aura on his body is about to reach the alchemy stage.

With such a cultivation base, one can be considered a master in the Fire Origin Palace.

Hearing his words, the others nodded and shook their heads.

"Gao Min, if that is really an elder of the Fire Source Palace who has fallen, and we refuse to save him, wouldn't the sect lose all support?"

On the other side, a middle-aged man in a green robe stood up, bowed to his superior, and said, "Sovereign, Yu Yize has the courage to ask the Palace Master to come to the rescue."

Please help the palace lord.

Many people in the hall stared.

The entire Fire Source Palace, if not for the fact that the owner of the palace has already formed the eighth layer of alchemy and holds a magic weapon, it would not be able to stop the people of the Misty Dao Sect.

If you want to rescue the besieged people, there is no palace lord to take action, and other people will also deliver food.

"Hmph, Yu Yize, after all, why didn't you go to the rescue yourself?" A short and fat old man said in a deep voice with dissatisfaction on his face.

"That is, if you don't go by yourself and put the palace master in danger, you will be punished." Elder Gao Min who spoke just now said coldly.

In the hall, a noisy discussion sounded.

Yu Yize looked at Wang Luosheng, the palace lord sitting upright, and said loudly, "As long as the palace lord goes, Yu Yize is willing to go with the suzerain."

Really go?

His words silenced the hall.

Unknowingly, everyone looked up at the palace lord.

A halo flickered in Wang Luosheng's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "My Palace Master is also curious about who is being besieged."

"If it's a trap from Misty Dao Sect, I also want to know what they are looking for."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, looked around and said: "My Palace Master will go, Elder Zhao Feng will temporarily act as Palace Master."

Below, the old man named Zhao Feng stood up and bowed to salute.

He is an elder in Fire Origin Palace whose cultivation level is second only to Palace Master Wang Luosheng.

With the seventh level of Jindan, his combat power is extremely strong. In the entire Fire Source Palace, his reputation can overwhelm others.

After arranging the affairs in the palace, Wang Luosheng raised his hand, and a five-foot-long sword appeared behind him.

There was a dark red flame on the big sword, and a phantom of a fire dragon emerged from it.

"Senior Yunlong, this junior is going to rescue the disciple who was besieged and killed, so please accompany me."

Wang Luosheng cupped his hand towards the big sword, and said in a deep voice.

The great sword vibrated, drawing flames, enveloping Wang Luosheng, and turning into a ten-foot fire dragon.

Wang Luosheng looked at Yu Yize and said, "Let's go."

Yu Yize nodded, and then landed on the back of the fire dragon.

The fire dragon gave a long cry and flew away.

In the main hall of the Fire Source Palace, everyone looked at the fire dragon going away, pondered for a moment, and then dispersed.

The fire dragon fled extremely fast, but within a moment, he had already seen the place where the sword light and the spiritual light collided in front of him.

"what?"

Wang Luosheng, who was standing on top of the fire dragon's head, was surprised.

"It's not that they were besieged, but that they were evenly matched?"

The sword light over there is flowing vertically and horizontally, it is not a one-sided massacre.

And it can be seen that among the besieged people, there are two extremely bright sword lights.

"Palace Master, this sword technique is not inherited from my Huoyuan Palace." Narrowing his eyes and looking forward, Yu Yize said, "It looks like someone from the Tangshan Sword School."

Tangshan Sword School.

This name made Wang Luosheng ponder.

Back then, the Tangshan Sword Sect and the Lieyang Palace were in charge of this world, and their strength was tyrannical.

But after Lieyang Palace declined, Tangshan Sword Sect not only did not help them, but squeezed them a lot.

Last time, people sent by Tang Shanjian came and kept saying that they would bring reinforcements to rescue them.

Fire Source Palace tried its best to help them leave, but after waiting for a hundred years, there was not a single reinforcement.

If the person being besieged today was really a member of the Tangshan Sword Sect, Wang Luosheng really didn't want to make a move.

"Haha, is this what you Misty Dao Sect are capable of?"

"Come again—"

Below, Lu Gao's voice was arrogant and high-pitched.

All the way through the chaotic battle, his cultivation was integrated with the sword weapon, and his combat power became stronger and stronger.

Sure enough, the Art of Soldiers and Swords requires fighting to raise the sword.

If you don't fight, you won't be able to practice this sword art.

He and Shao Yousun led the rescued miners, who had broken through several practitioners who were blocking them.

No matter whether it was the disciples of Misty Dao Sect or those from other sects in Yuntian Realm, they couldn't stop Lu Gao who was attacking with all his might.

Even Shao Yousun didn't need to draw his sword along the way.

After walking for two days, they were blocked by several Misty Dao Sect Jindan masters leading thousands of disciples.

Those golden cores didn't make a move, and only let their disciples fight against Lu Gao, Shao Yousun.

Obviously, these people regarded Lu Gao and the others as sharpening stones.

Lu Gao and Shao Yousun were also not polite, they struck fiercely, every move and every move could see life and death.

After half a day of this battle, Lu Gao had already killed eight young strong men from the Misty Dao Sect.

Now in front of him, there are four people making moves at the same time, and each of them is at the third level of enlightenment.

The four formed a formation and entangled Lu Gao.

As for Shao Yousun, he played against two Misty Dao Sect practitioners in a calm manner.

"Boom—"

Lu Gao punched a young man with a knife back for several feet, and a sword pierced his back in the back.

The sword was powerful and heavy, it didn't penetrate his body, and it brought out a pool of blood.

Lu Gao's face remained unchanged, he waved his hand and broke the blade behind his back.

Among the Misty Taoist Golden Pills watching the battle, someone raised their hand.

The two Qishen disciples quietly stepped forward and joined the battle group.

"Palace Master, this man is brave." Yu Yize said in a low voice, watching Lu Gao's lashing and fighting.

They also saw the general situation below.

Except for Shao Yousun and Lu Gao, everyone else was low-level, mostly rescued miners.

They all know that Misty Dao Sect uses practitioners from Fire Source Realm and Fire Source Palace as miners.

It's just a pity that his own cultivation base and combat power are not enough, even if he knows it, he is powerless to save him.

Many seniors of the Fire Source Palace were trapped in the mines to death all their lives.

It is said that the previous Lord of the Fire Source Palace was thrown into the mine tunnel after being seriously injured, and finally died.

"This person is worth saving." Wang Luosheng glanced over and saw that there was no real strong person in Misty Dao Sect, he felt a little relieved.

Since there are no masters in Misty Dao Sect, he is not afraid of attracting siege if he makes a move.

Thinking of this, he led the fire dragon to roar and appeared directly on the battle circle.

"hold head high--"

With one breath, the fire dragon burned dozens of Misty Dao Sect disciples to ashes.

"It's Wang Luosheng from Fire Source Palace!"

"Run away, Fire Source Palace's magic weapon, Yunlong Sword!"

The complexions of those Misty Daoist Golden Cores changed suddenly, their figures flickered, and they fled towards the surroundings.

"Quickly inform Patriarch that Wang Luosheng is here!"

"Mobilize the army, this place must be not far from the Fire Source Palace!"

Those Jindan cultivators and other disciples of Misty Dao Sect shouted, while Duan Yanji and others below were already in tears.

"Palace Master!"

"Senior Yunlong, I still have a chance to see Yunlong Sword again!"

Hearing their call, the fire dragon gave a slight pause.

Wang Luosheng nodded, and said loudly: "I'll kill these golden elixirs, so as not to reveal the location of my Fire Source Palace."

After speaking, he led the fire dragon and chased directly towards a Golden Core cultivator.

The fire dragon fled away, and had already arrived behind the golden core practitioner.

Wang Luosheng drew the sword formula in his hand, and the fire dragon turned into a long sword, and flashed behind the golden core practitioner.

The golden core was directly shattered, and the golden core was wrapped in the light of the long sword transformed by the fire dragon, and then roared and shattered. The power in it was absorbed by the long sword.

After absorbing the power of the golden core, the long sword returned, and seemed to be very satisfied flying around Wang Luosheng.

Wang Luosheng sighed, and said softly: "Unfortunately, my Huoyuan Palace is in such a decline that I dare not even fight head-on with Misty Dao Sect. Senior Yunlong, it was more than 30 years ago that you slaughtered Jindan."

The long sword vibrated, as if responding.

Glancing at the other Misty Taoist practitioners who had fled, Wang Luosheng shook his head, turned around and prepared to turn around.

At this moment, a breeze appeared in front of him.

At this moment, his fine hairs burst, and all the sword intent in his body scattered, knocking out ripples in the space around a foot in length.

"when--"

A blue two-foot flying knife appeared in front of him, but was blocked by Yunlong Sword.

"Daytime Moon!"

Wang Luosheng looked solemn, staring at the flying knife in front of him.

This flying knife is the weapon of the half-step heaven realm powerhouse of Misty Dao Sect.

This is not only the golden core of Misty Dao Sect, but also the half-step heaven realm!

Could it be that this is a trap?

Everything is to attract him?

"boom--"

In the distance, a cloud turned into a cloud pillar and fell directly.

Wang Luosheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Shen Ziqian."

Bai Tianyue, Shen Ziqian, the two half-step heavenly realm powerhouses came, not for him, but for whom else?

Stretching out his hand to hold the Yunlong sword, Wang Luosheng said in a deep voice, "Senior, I'm afraid we will have a tough fight today."

After his words fell, the Yunlong sword shook.

This made Wang Luosheng's face pale instantly.

He turned his head and saw an old man in a black robe standing on the mountain in the distance.

"Taoist Yunhe."

The three half-step heavenly realms!

Is this Misty Dao Sect planning to destroy Fire Source Palace in one fell swoop?

They don't use people like themselves as sharpening stones anymore?

Being preserved as a sharpening stone for the disciples in the sect, although the Fire Source Palace is disgraceful, it can be passed down continuously.

Today, why did this member of Misty Dao Sect make up his mind to destroy the Fire Origin Palace?

Wang Luosheng stood there, his sword energy solidified.

Since you are going to die today, let's have a good fight.

The Yunlong Sword in his hand seemed to sense his intentions and kept vibrating, and the sword light swayed and blended with the sword intent on his body.

Somewhat strangely, the three Misty Dao Sect half-step heavenly realm didn't make a move immediately, but slowly surrounded them.

Their attention was not all on Wang Luosheng.

"Palace Master—"

At this moment, Yu Yize shouted from below, and rushed forward, with the long sword in his hand, slamming into a half-step heavenly realm.

"Palace Master, let's go!"

Yu Yize blamed himself very much, and blamed himself for not inviting the palace lord.

Here, it is clearly a trap.

The trap set by Misty Dao Sect specifically for the owner of Fire Source Palace.

I was the most stupid, and attracted the Palace Master.

He only hoped that his sword could create a chance for the suzerain.

Although he knows that he is nothing in the eyes of half-step heaven.

It was indeed nothing. Facing Yize's sword, the expression on the face of the Taoist holding a flying knife remained unchanged, and he just ejected the flying knife.

The flying knife flashed away, and it was already on the top of Yize's head, cutting straight down.

Wang Luosheng wanted to save him, but there was nothing he could do.

Bai Baiyue's flying knife was too fast for him to grasp.

Seeing the sword slashing down, Wang Luosheng turned his head regretfully.

"when--"

There was a loud bang.

Then, there was a roar.

The half-step heavenly realm powerhouses on the other two sides moved and headed towards Bai Baiyue.

Wang Luosheng turned his head and saw two figures, suppressing Bai Baiyue.

One person with two swords, the sword light swaying, Bai Baiyue has no way to resist, and can only rely on his own tyrannical aura to turn into a mask.

Under the light of the sword, the mask shattered in just one thousandth of an breath.

Beyond the light of the sword was an old man in green robes, with a long sword condensed with flames in his hand, which was firmly against Bai Baiyue's flying knife, preventing him from summoning back the flying knife.

"Boy Han, can you do it?"

Patriarch Tao Ran let out a low shout, and the flaming sword in his hand split open.

"If you can't, let the old man deal with him."

The big sword in his hand gathered into a long sword again, and fixed the flying knife in front of him.

Over there, Han Muye, who had smashed the mask with his two swords, laughed, and when his two swords swung together, a fire dragon engulfed half a step of Heaven Realm Daxiu in front of him.

So what about the half-step heavenly realm, can you still be defeated by one enemy and two?

The fire dragon exploded, and the whole body of Tianyue was scorched black, his beard and hair had been burned, and only a few strands of his clothes remained.

His miserable appearance caused Patriarch Tao Ran to laugh out loud, and slashed down with the big sword in his hand.

"when--"

The cyan flying knife was pierced hundreds of miles away by a sword, and cracks appeared on the blade.

The owner of the flying knife, the half-step Tianjing Daxiu who had just been hit by Han Muye Liaoyuan, spit out a mouthful of blood, turned around and fled.

His natal spiritual weapon was injured, and if he didn't run away, he could only be killed.

The three half-step heavenly realms directly hurt one.

All of this is done in one breath.

When Wang Luosheng came to his senses, what he saw was Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran standing side by side, confronting the two half-step Heaven Realm Daxiu.

A half-step celestial realm overhaul, and is an enemy of Misty Dao Sect!

If this opportunity is not seized, Wang Luosheng will be the Lord of Fire Source Palace in vain!

"boom--"

Without hesitation, Wang Luosheng slashed at Taoist Yunhe in black robe with the Yunlong sword in his hand.

Taoist Yunhe's face was gloomy, and the blue feather fan in his hand emitted an aura of light, which collided with Yunlong Sword.

Patriarch Tao Ran laughed out loud, and stabbed out with the flaming sword in his palm, smashing the cloud pillar around Shen Ziqian, a half-step heavenly realm overhaul of the Misty Taoist Sect.

That Shen Ziqian raised his arms, and the aura on his back turned into spears, hitting Patriarch Tao Ran's long sword.

Han Muye stood where he was, looking at the two fierce battles in front of him.

He knows the strength of Patriarch Tao Ran, if he bursts out with all his strength, he can hurt the Misty Dao Sect in front of him.

Wang Luosheng's cultivation base was not as good.

There is an insurmountable gap between the eighth layer of golden elixir and the peak of golden elixir.

Fortunately, he has a magic sword in his hand, which can make up for this gap.

magic weapon.

This is a real magic weapon level sword.

Most of the power in this sword was not stimulated by Wang Luosheng, but by the long sword itself.

What Wang Luosheng did was to display his sword skills and fight with swords.

Having watched the battle between Hong Chaoyang of Lieyang Palace and Yuan Tianjianzun, the strength of the Fire Source Palace lord in front of him is really far behind.

Moreover, Han Muye saw that Wang Luosheng's Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique was incomplete.

"boom--"

Ancestor Tao Ran knocked back Shen Ziqian in front of him with a sword, and then looked to the other side.

Wang Luosheng thrust out the long sword with all his strength, turning into an illusory dragon shadow.

The dragon shadow collided with the white crane transformed from the jade fan in Taoist Yunhe's hand, and they all turned into nothingness.

However, the sword in Wang Luosheng's hand was shaken, he couldn't hold it, he let go and flew back.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, moved his body, and flew into the air.

He raised his hand, and a sword formula in his hand pressed against the flying Yunlong sword.

"Om—"

On the Yunlong sword, a dazzling brilliance shone.

This brilliance was so dazzling that everyone looked sideways.

Wang Luosheng's eyes widened, looking at the Yunlong Sword which had never been so bright before.

"Three manifestations of the cloud and dragon, the incarnation of the sky dragon, the endlessness of heaven and earth—"

Han Muye drank in his mouth, and a sword intent poured directly into Yunlong sword.

Yunlong sword chanted and turned into a thousand-foot dragon.

"Om—"

The world shook.

This is the power of the Yunlong sword, which exceeds the range that can be tolerated in the fire source world, and will be excluded from this world.

Han Muye drew the sword formula in his hand, and before the power of heaven and earth could react, the long sword slashed at the head of Taoist Yunhe.

A giant dragon with a long tail sweeping across.

"Boom!"

Taoist Yunhe was knocked into the air and turned into a big crane with a black back, dragging his broken wings, and flew away.

"Tianlong..."

Looking at the huge dragon roaring towards the sky, Wang Luosheng whispered in his mouth, tears glistened in his eyes.

"Patriarch, are you back?"

"boom--"

The thunder light in the heaven and the earth and the impact of the giant dragon collided with the last half-step heavenly realm of the Misty Dao Sect present.

Shen Ziqian, who had already been suppressed by the ancestor Tao Ran, was so frightened that he didn't even have time to take back the condensed spears, so he turned around and fled.

If you don't escape, you can only die.

"boom--"

The thunder light exploded and the giant dragon dissipated.

Han Muye raised his hand and lightly held the hilt of the restored Yunlong Sword.