Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The power of immortals!

Across time!

The last time I faced this kind of gaze was when I met Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

At that time, Han Muye was led directly to five million years ago and accepted the inheritance of the immortal.

This time, when his figure appeared, it was already in a wilderness.

In front of him, a tiger with black and white stripes, no bigger than a palm, let out a "whimper".

Looking around, Han Muye took a deep breath.

This is not a prehistoric place, but this is a world he has never seen before.

Even this is not the world of calamity he is in.

Because, in this world, he sensed a familiar force.

Raising his hand, a bluish-white regular power bounced in his palm.

This is the power that belongs to the Hulingxu Realm.

In other words, this world is the world of tiger spirits!

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, the world of tiger spirits before countless calamities!

The power of this rule in the palm has the same source as the fundamental power of this world.

Controlling this power, Han Muye is an invincible existence in this world!

"Woo--"

The little tiger lay on Han Muye's feet, whimpering softly.

With a smile on Han Muye's face, he raised his hand to hold the little tiger in his palm.

"Little guy, follow me from now on."

"Tiger Spirit World, from now on you will be called Tiger Spirit."

...

Walking in this world, Han Muye has encountered many monster races and many strong men.

Unknowingly, the little tiger grew up and continued to practice, and the blood power in his body became stronger and stronger.

The tiger spirit has transformed into form for a hundred years, has become a demon king for a thousand years, and has become the peak existence of a fairy king for three thousand years.

For ten thousand years, Hu Ling became the number one person under Han Muye in this world.

And Han Muye hasn't made a move for countless years, not many people know of his existence.

Until one day, Han Muye faced the Tiger Spirit wearing black armor.

"Brother, to become an immortal, one must control the power of heaven and earth and become the master of this world."

Hu Ling looked at Han Muye, took a deep breath, and a bluish-white light shone on his body.

His cultivation base is already at the peak of Xianjun, and there is no way to advance.

But that's the way it is in the world.

Either he was wasting time in the realm of the immortal king, or he challenged Han Muye to become the number one person in the world, and then step forward in one step to become the immortal king.

"Come on, let me see how capable you are now." Han Muye chuckled, raised his hand, and drew out the sword in his hand.

"boom--"

The divine light shines, and the light interweaves between the heaven and the earth.

A phantom of a thousand-foot white tiger emerged and collided with the long sword.

This battle has lasted for a hundred years.

Until Han Muye's long sword touched the white tiger's forehead.

"Hehe, it's Big Brother..."

Hu Ling, covered in blood, looked pale, looked at the long blue sword, laughed, closed his eyes, and bumped headlong into it.

"Om—"

The bluish-white power of heaven and earth wrapped around his body.

Horror appeared on his face.

When he opened his eyes, there was already a mysterious rule power on his body.

In the realm of immortals, the power of rules is in hand.

He became the master of this world and possessed the power of rules that ordinary immortals did not have.

With this power in hand, he can resist the calamity!

This power was given to him by Han Muye.

It belongs to the original power of the Tiger Spirit world, the power of rules.

"Brother..."

Hu Ling looked at the empty world in front of him, with sadness on his face.

"Brother—"

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the power in his body caused the whole world to turmoil.

...

Han Muye in the hall opened his eyes.

The golden wooden stick in his hand has turned into a jade-white long bone.

This is a white tiger rib.

The ribs of the ancient mythical beast white tiger.

This time, he didn't know whether all this was real or unreal.

Just like the last time he was preached by Tongtian Immortal Venerable, he was not sure if it really existed.

The power of the immortal can completely change the memory.

"Tiger spirit..."

Holding the ribs, Han Muye whispered softly.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

In this rib, there is a faint power of rules!

This power is from the same source as the rule power in his hands!

Is it because of the traction of power that there is that memory, or is everything true?

The power of rules in the Hulingxu world, is he left behind?

The inheritance of the tiger spirit world is that little tiger?

"Perhaps, this is what the Immortal Venerable asked for?"

Time, space, luck.

The combination of the three seems to have a kind of traction force in the dark.

It's just that Han Muye still can't comprehend it.

He raised his hand, and a stream of golden light flew out.

Three days later, Chuanling Jinxian arrived.

"Fellow Daoist Han, we haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years." Seeing Han Muye, Chuanling Jinxian said with emotion.

Over the years, with the help of Han Muye's strength, he and Hu Yunlong have earned unimaginable wealth before.

Han Muye also gave all the treasures he had obtained to Chuanling Jinxian and the others to send them out of the Hulingxu Realm.

"Fellow Daoist Chuanling, it's time for you to leave." Han Muye took out a jade-colored box and handed it to Chuanling Jinxian.

Chuanling Jinxian was taken aback.

Han Muye whispered about the fact that the four demon kings decided to belong to this world through a hunt.

Chuanling Jinxian opened her mouth, with a look of regret on her face.

According to their idea, wouldn't it be good to rely on Han Muye and Demon King Shi Zheng to keep earning Tian Yuanzhu and treasures?

But neither he nor his disciples are qualified to participate in the war between the four demon kings.

In this battle, they can only retreat.

As for Han Muye asking them to leave first, he also understood what it meant.

Firstly, it is dangerous, and secondly, no matter who becomes the master in this world, it may cause changes in the power of heaven and earth.

At that time, they didn't know whether all of them could get out alive.

In the world of ruins, anything can happen.

"Okay." Chuanling Jinxian hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The world's practice is the most forbidden to be greedy.

Greed will make people die without a place to bury them.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you remember what I told you back then about obtaining the origin of this world?" Looking at Han Muye, Chuanling Jinxian spoke in a low voice.

Before, he had said about their plan.

Destroy the Huling Ruins Realm, obtain the original power in it, and give it to the Immortal Venerable.

All rewards belong to Han Muye.

Han Muye looked into the distance, but didn't speak.

Chuanling Jinxian glanced at him, sighed, cupped his hands, turned and left.

In this world, none of the strong outsiders can destroy the world.

Only Han Muye may have this ability.

But with the friendship between Han Muye and the Demon King Shi Zheng, I'm afraid he can't bear to make a move, right?

However, if he wants to wait for the perception of his real body and clone to intertwine more times, the entanglement will become more and more messy, and he will eventually make a choice.

Not urgent.

Within a few days, Chuanling Jinxian and his cultivators quietly left this world.

A hundred days later, there was a roar between the heaven and the earth.

He flew up, turned into a cyan sword light, and walked side by side with Demon King Shi Zheng.

"Brother, if I die in the hunt this time, you will leave this world."

Looking at Han Muye, Demon King Shi Zheng spoke softly.

"it is good."

Han Muye didn't say anything else.

The demon king Shi Zheng laughed loudly, and turned into a white tiger with a figure of 1,000 feet, rushing forward.

In the world ahead, three demonic lights soaring into the sky shone.

"boom--"

Between heaven and earth, a war broke out.

Han Muye clenched the sword in his hand.

Absolute Immortal Sword.

Condensed with the power of endless energy and blood, the power is strong, it can kill the immortal king, and can hurt the existence of the immortal king.

A beam of sword light spanned thousands of miles, and an old man in black robe was repelled with a single strike.

Flying out, Han Muye's sword was extremely fast.

At this moment, he showed the true demeanor of a sword fairy.

One person and one sword directly suppressed the two demon kings.

Wu Zhan Demon King, incarnated as a black snake with a thousand feet, opened its huge mouth and swung its long tail, smashing a mountain with each blow.

Tushen Demon King turned into a thousand-foot wooden puppet, waved the wooden staff in his hand, attracting countless green trees around him to surround him, and then exploded.

Each of those flying wooden thorns can crush the body of a golden fairy.

The combat power of these two powerful demon kings already exists at the top of this world.

But they couldn't stop Han Muye's sword.

Han Muye, who was not going to hold back his hand, cut off the long tail of the Demon King Wu Zhan with a flash of sword light.

The murderous intent emanating from the Juexian Sword, one cut across, and one piece of wood thorn burst.

The Wuzhan Demon King, who had lost his long tail, fled desperately.

Han Muye turned around, the sword in his hand condensed thousands of feet of sword light, and split the wooden puppet transformed by Tushen Demon King with one sword.

But at the moment when the wooden puppet's body exploded, a streak of blue-gray light enveloped Han Muye's body.

Possession.

Take home.

The deep demon king in this picture is not a creature in this world, but the incarnation of a strong man from outside the world!

"Stop!" Shouted the demon king Shi Zheng who was fighting against the demon king Ciyang who had turned into a black giant ape.

But he couldn't get away at all.

Han Muye was possessed by the cyan streamer, and a cyan figure landed in his mind.

"Hmph, my immortal master has planned for countless years, and it almost broke in your hands."

"When I came to the Hulingxu Realm, I had already reported it to Immortal Chen Yuan. You spoiled me. After I go out, I will find your real body and kill you."

The cyan figure showed resentment, raised his hand, and countless cyan streamers scattered towards Han Muye's Shencang.

This time when Liu Guang occupied Shenzang, he controlled Han Muye's body.

As long as he controls Han Muye's body, with the help of Han Muye's sword power, he can sweep away everything.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, streamers gathered, and violent power rushed out.

But this power was blocked by a sword light.

Absolute Immortal Sword!

"Sword of Yuanshen!" The cyan figure stared at the cyan long sword with wide eyes.

"You, who are you?"

"How can there be someone as strong as you in Wanhua City?"

As soon as the cyan figure moved, it was about to rush out of Shenzang.

In the battle of the primordial spirit, what kind of primordial spirit can be stronger than the extremely condensed primordial spirit sword?

"Om—"

With a flash of the Yuanshen sword, the cyan figure was chopped into pieces.

"You're dead!" The condensed blue figure was turbulent and gritted its teeth.

"Stab—"

Cut out with another sword, and the sword light cut it into pieces again.

"Just wait, I will find your real body, and I will definitely do everything—"

"Stab—"

"Forgive me..."

"Stab—"

When Han Muye opened his eyes, the blue light on his body had dissipated.

An avatar of an immortal monarch just gave some nourishment to his Absolute Immortal Sword.

In the distance, the white tiger shot with all its strength, trying to get rid of the giant ape, and rushed towards him.

With a smile on his face, Han Muye waved his sword.

"boom--"

Jian Guang collided with the giant ape, knocking it back.

The face of the giant ape changed drastically, and the white tiger raised its head to the sky and roared.

Han Muye flew up, triggering Jian Guang to surround and kill the giant ape.

This battle spread to a radius of 100,000 li.

The whole world seemed to be torn apart.

In the end, the giant ape was killed by the joint efforts of Han Muye and the Demon King Shi Zheng.

The moment he killed the giant ape, Shi Zheng Demon King's body surged with strong energy and blood.

His cultivation has hit a peak that has never been seen in this world.

Xianjun!

A hundred days later, the demon king Shi Zheng took action and killed the broken-tailed snake demon hiding at the bottom of the water in a blue sea.

So far, the three demon kings have fallen.

In the entire tiger spirit world, there is only one demon king left.

Shi Zheng Demon King.

"Brother, what do you want?"

Looking at Han Muye, Demon King Shi Zheng spoke softly.

He reached out and patted his chest, looking at Han Muye: "As long as you open your mouth, I will give you my life."

"What do I want..." Han Muye looked up at the surrounding world.

At this moment, he discovered that the world of the Hulingxu Realm was exactly the same as the world he had seen in that rib back then.

Really, everything is the same.

He turned his head and looked at Demon King Shi Zheng.

Shi Zheng, Tiger Spirit.

There was a smile on his face, and he nodded slightly.

"This world, not bad."

Raising his hand, Han Muye handed a jade-colored rib to Demon King Shi Zheng.

Demon King Shi Zheng stretched out his hand to catch it, and the blue mysterious halo above his ribs enveloped his body.

When the blue light dissipated, he looked up excitedly, but Han Muye was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother!"

"You're back, it's you who's back..."

"Hu Ling waited here for two calamities, and finally saw you again..."

Looking up and looking around, Demon King Shi Zheng burst into tears.

He clenched the ribs in his palm, his eyes sparkled brightly.

"Brother, wait for me, I will come to find you."

Outside Hulingxu, above the black mountains, Han Muye's figure appeared.

He opened his eyes, and there was a hint of mystery in his eyes.

Looking down at the mountains below him, his expression was complicated.

Withdrawing the primordial spirit avatar, all his cultivation base in this world dissipated.

Only some of the treasures I brought back with me.

The treasures he obtained in the Hulingxu Realm before were basically brought out by Chuanling Jinxian and the others.

In the future, he doesn't need to come here again.

The Ruins Realm is a world that has long been shattered.

The connection between oneself and the world is illusory.

But the thousand years of living in the ruins world, and the infinite world felt in the ribs, are so real.

Are Shi Zheng, Hu Ling, and this world of ruins just to wait for themselves?

Taking a deep breath, a bluish-white stream of light appeared on his fingertips.

This is the origin of the world of Tiger Spirit.

That is the power of the Huling Immortal Venerable in this world back then.

This power combined with the original power of calamity in his hand, and directly turned into a light blue beam of light.

The power of rules.

The power of heaven and earth merged with the power of calamity and became a rule.

This rule is what Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan and the others can't ask for.

With a movement of his body, Han Muye flew into the sky, soared into the sky, and landed on the flying boat suspended in the abyss of heaven.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you are back."

Hu Yunlong stepped forward excitedly, looked at Han Muye, and then said with a smile, "How do you feel about the Ruins World?"

Han Muye nodded, a trace of emotion flashed across his face.

In the market world, he has a lot of feelings.

These feelings have greatly helped his practice.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Han is back, we can go back to Wanhua City." Chuanling Jinxian walked forward with a smile on his face.

He handed a golden storage bag in front of Han Muye, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Han, this is your treasure, return it as it is."

All the treasures accumulated by Han Muye in the Ruins Realm over the years are here.

Taking the storage bag, Han Muye nodded and said, "Thank you."

"Haha, we should thank Fellow Daoist Han." Chuanling Jinxian smiled.

On the deck, the other cultivators also nodded with a smile.

Their harvest this time is more than a hundred times that of the past.

This was all thanks to Han Muye's help in the Ruins Realm.

When Han Muye returned, the flying boat started to turn around after a while.

One after another flying boats rowed across the void, bringing out streamers of light.

Han Muye retreated in the cabin, first digesting his own cultivation experience in the Hulingxu Realm.

It was already several days after he woke up from enlightenment.

Then, he opened the storage bag given to him by Chuanling Jinxian and counted the treasures in it.

Tian Yuanzhu is the most, there are more than 100,000 pieces.

This was accumulated for countless years in the Hulingxu Realm, and he just quietly accumulated some.

All kinds of spiritual materials and the bodies of monsters and beasts all contain mysterious power.

The most important thing about these spiritual materials is that they contain the power of heaven and earth that is not available in this world. For the strong, they can be used as materials for cultivation and enlightenment, and can also be refined into treasures.

The power in these treasures is different from the power of this method, and can have unexpected attributes.

Han Muye discovered that the Five Elements Divine Furnace in his hand, the Lian Yuan Ding and other treasures all had such attributes that did not belong to this method.

treasure.

It turns out that this is the difference between the Supreme Treasure and the Immortal Treasure.

Immortal treasure, the treasure of this calamity, the supreme treasure, the refining of things that are not of this calamity, or, it is not the treasure of this calamity at all, and it contains strange power.

Grass whip, Shanhe pen, it's all like this.

The treasures were sorted into categories, and Han Muye sorted them out and put them away.

If these treasures are brought back to Wanhua City, they can be exchanged for at least 200,000 Tian Yuanzhu.

"boom--"

With a bang, the flying boat shook.

Han Muye moved and rushed out of the cabin.

On the deck, Chuanling Jinxian, Hu Yunlong and others stood in front with solemn expressions.

The light curtains on each spaceship have been raised.

The golden light curtain is connected into one piece, protecting all the flying boats in it.

Immortal cultivators poured their strength into their bodies to prop up the formation on the flying boat.

"Senior Chuan Ling, what's going on?" Han Muye stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Chuanling Jinxian's face was solemn, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "There is a strong enemy."

Enemy?

The powerful are rampant in Tianyuan, but they don't care whether you are a disciple of the immortal master or not.

They have gained a lot from this trip, and if they intercept it, it will be a windfall.

"I don't know where fellow daoist is in front, under Xiachuanling, under the sect of Xianzun in Wanhua City."

"If you have any difficulties, fellow Taoist, I would like to offer you a hundred heavenly pearls."

One hundred heavenly pearls, this is not a small amount.

But yes, the one who can block the way of Feizhou must be a master, and it can be settled by spending a hundred days of Yuanzhu, which is a good deal.

"One hundred heavenly pearls?"

There was a voice in the void, and a black and thin Taoist in a blue robe stepped forward.

The void vibrated, as if the heavens and the earth were about to be torn apart.

Xianjun!

To be able to induce the power of heaven and earth to vibrate in the abyss of heaven and dispel the power of death must be the great power of the immortal king.

An immortal strongman came to intercept and kill?

Xianjun, are you so shameless?

Chuanling Jinxian's face was serious, and the others were all pale.

There are many masters on the fleet, but even if they are added together, they cannot withstand the blow of Xianjun.

Xianjun is Xianjun, the king of Xiandao, who rules the world.

A gleam of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

He recognized the one in front of him.

Picture deep demon king.

In other words, the incarnation of the primordial spirit of the immortal in front of him is the Tushen Demon King in the Hulingxu Realm.

"Yuanshe Xianjun!"

"You are the original fairy, one of the five elders of Zhenyang Building on the fourth floor!"

"Zhenyang Tower, one of the top forces among the four floors of Wanhua City."

On the flying boat, one after another exclaimed voices came out.

Someone recognized the identity of the fairy.

Chuanling Jinxian, Hu Yunlong and others looked at each other, frowning.

Why did the immortals in Wanhua City come to intercept and kill them?

"This gentleman has come." Immortal Yuan She stood in the void, the power of death flickered around him, turning into a blue-gray light curtain, and was knocked ten feet away.

"If you have the ability to fight against me in the ruins world, why don't you dare to stand up now?"

The voice of Yuan She Xianjun penetrated all the light curtains on the flying boat.

Fighting against Xianjun in the ruins world?

Everyone on the flying boat was taken aback.

Looking at each other, many people subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the flying boat in front.

Chuanling Jinxian was also shocked, and turned her eyes to Han Muye who was at the side.

Among the fleet, there is probably only this one who has the ability to fight against Xianjun, right?

I just don't know what happened to this incarnation of the immortal.

While speaking, he raised his hand and quietly signaled Han Muye beside him to back off.

"Fellow Daoist Han, let's settle this matter." Hu Yunlong on the side also whispered.

Anyway, Han Muye helped them make a lot of money, and also broke the plans of other fellow students.

Now that a strong enemy is coming, they will naturally come forward to stand in front.

"Ahem, Yuanshe Xianjun, there may be some misunderstanding." Chuanling Jinxian raised his head, cupped his hands and said: "If Xianjun suffers any losses, we are willing to pay for it."

pay?

Han Muye smiled.

I'm afraid it's not easy to pay.

In the front, hearing that compensation would be made, Immortal Yuan She gritted his teeth, his face livid.

He is a majestic and powerful immortal, and his incarnation was cut off in the ruins world.

How do you pay for this?

What compensation?

Seeing that Yuanshe Xianjun did not speak, Chuanling Jinxian's heart trembled.

Could it be—

"boom--"

In front of him, the Immortal Lord Yuan She has already propped up the fairy light on his body, and the blue divine light is shining.

The blue light collided with the mask on the flying boat, making all the flying boats turbulent, as if they were about to be overturned.

"I sent you some Tian Yuanzhu?"

"My lord, my lord," his eyes fell on Han Muye, seeming to turn into substance, "This lord wants you to die!"

His incarnation has been planned for countless years in the Hulingxu Realm, and he has become one of the Four Great Demon Kings. He can get countless benefits and get the origin of this realm.

But all of this was ruined by the guy in front of him.

This is an enmity that blocks the way, and there is no solution!

"boom--"

The fairy light surging from his body rushed out again.

The mighty celestial light shone, imprisoning the world for thousands of miles.

This scene made everyone on the flying boat change color.

Yuan She Xianjun, really want to make a move!

Chuanling Jinxian clenched her fists, her body shrouded in fairy light.

Hu Yunlong hesitated for a moment, his face was pale, and he took a deep breath.

This matter, after all, can not be good.

"You are an immortal, but you want to implicate the innocent, are you not afraid of being punished by the immortal?"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Canglang—"

A cyan long sword appeared in midair, and with one strike, the power that imprisoned the world was torn apart.

Han Muye flew out, he was in the void, and the sword light had already pierced out.

"I dared to kill your incarnation in the world of ruins, and today I dare to kill you again!"

The sword light flashed and stabbed in front of Yuan She Xianjun.

Immortal Lord Yuan She raised his hand to block it, and when he raised his head, Han Muye had already fled hundreds of miles away with the sword light flying.

Ants!

How dare you make public the matter of beheading your own incarnation!

Yuanshe Xianjun showed a look of fury on his face, roared, and rushed towards Han Muye Feidun.

"Cut, cut the immortal king, incarnate?" Hu Yulong said with difficulty.

Chuanling Jinxian narrowed her eyes, looking in the direction that Yuanshe Xianjun was chasing.