Yuan Tian Sword Venerable!

Han Muye looked at the figure in the picture in his mind that seemed to be floating like stars, with a monstrous sword intent.

Who is it if it's not Yuan Tian Jianzun!

The ancient sword powerhouse who was rampant in the western frontier and killed people was really related to the destruction of the Lieyang Palace of the Great Sect of the Ancient Sect.

"Ignorance."

Yuan Tian Jianzun raised his hand, and a sword pill flew out.

"Hong Chaoyang, if you can receive the three swords of the deity and immortalize, the deity will give you the opportunity to pass on the Lieyang Sect."

Swordsmanship, Hidden Void.

This swordsmanship Han Muye comprehended in the sword pill that was cultivated in the dantian, and he had also seen it countless times.

With this swordsmanship, Yuan Tian Jianzun didn't know how many strong people he had killed.

The sword pill seemed to be uncertain, cutting through the void, and in a flash, it had already reached the person holding the long sword.

"Jianzun said three swords, then Hong Chaoyang will take three swords!"

The sword-wielding man smiled, and the sword light in his hand turned into a fire dragon, and opened his mouth to engulf the sword pill.

Lieyang Palace Zhenzong swordsmanship, Tianlong.

Whether it is the swordsmanship hidden sky or the swordsmanship heavenly dragon, it is no longer the sword level of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect that can be measured.

In Han Muye's opinion, if Zangkong is the ultimate of the Yi Imperial Sword, that Tianlong is the pinnacle of the Qi Imperial Sword.

Yuan Tian Jianzun's sword cultivation is strong, the sword pill contains the uncast sword intent, and Hong Chaoyang is a strong spiritual energy cultivation, and the sword comes out, and the fire dragon seems to swallow the heavens and the earth.

"Bang-"

The fire dragon that devoured the sword pill exploded, and the sword pill had turned into a handleless double-pointed long sword, stabbing straight ahead.

Fast.

Kenmaru's advantage is that it is unbeatably fast.

It's too fast to react.

"When—"

The sword in Hong Chaoyang's hand blocked the sword pill, and half of the sword blade flew out.

Hong Chaoyang's figure also flew out upside down, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Haha, there's a sword!"

Hong Chaoyang looked up to the sky and smiled, and the spiritual light on his body turned into a pillar of light.

Above his head, a hundred-foot golden armor phantom appeared.

"If I, Hong Chaoyang, can take Yuan Tianjianzun's three swords and immortalize, he can also talk with a smile and arrogance in front of his fellow Daoists in the Western Frontier!"

As the words fell, the golden armor phantom above his head exploded, turning into an endless torrent, and actively crashed into the handleless flying sword in front of him.

"Self-shattering primordial gods?"

"Okay, Hong Chaoyang, you won't die, I won't come to Lieyang Palace within three thousand."

Yuan Tian Jianzun's voice rolled, and the sword light of the long sword transformed by the sword pill condensed into a thousand thin lines, shuttling and intertwining, and circulating between the millimeters.

That is to control the sword intent to the limit, and in the slightest, it is the node of the void world!

In the cabin, Han Muye, who was holding the broken sword, closed his eyes tightly and trembled.

Even after endless years, seeing such swordsmanship still makes his blood boil.

This is the real kendo powerhouse!

"Boom-"

The torrent transformed by Hong Chaoyang's primordial god crashed into the snares intertwined with sword light, and was shattered inch by inch.

After ten breaths, the sword light disappeared and the torrent dissipated.

Hong Chaoyang's face was dead and gray.

"Within three thousand years, the deity will not set foot in the Lieyang Palace."

Yuan Tian Jianzun's voice was far away.

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master!" Voices of grief and indignation rang out.

One figure after another rushed to Hong Chaoyang's side and held his crumbling body up.

"Hehe, sad for what?"

"The master of this palace can take the three swords of Yuan Tianjianzun, and he will fall, and there is no regret."

"Baolieyang Palace has been in the palace for three thousand years, and the lord of this palace has died well."

In the picture, Hong Chaoyang's vitality slowly dissipated.

After that, the broken sword was sent to the place where the sword was stored in the Lieyang Palace.

Later, the palace was destroyed with a loud bang, and the broken sword was buried.

The picture behind is the scene where the broken sword was found by Guan Chaosheng countless years later.

After a fight, Guan Chaosheng killed several of his companions, and then snatched the sword and returned.

He was the victor in the end.

He then went to explore the ruins several times, but found nothing.

The sword was still silent and rusty in his hand.

The ancient heavenly realm god overhaul, the sword of Hong Chaoyang, the palace master of the Lieyang Palace!

Lowering his head, Han Muye's gaze fell on the broken sword.

At this time, the broken sword completely changed its appearance.

The blade of the sword, which is less than two feet, has a clear and transparent halo.

The slightest aura on the sword wrapped all the fractures.

A sword intent coupled with the infusion of the spiritual energy cultivated by the Golden Yang Jue made this sword return to its former glory after being silent for countless years.

Even if it's a broken sword now.

Before this sword broke, it must have been a magic weapon-level sword.

And it's also the best of the magic weapons!

Feeling the sword intent dormant in the broken sword, as if the power of a sleeping tiger, Han Muye felt a trace of emotion in his heart.

If Guan Chaosheng had stimulated the power of this sword before, he would really be able to rampant in the Western Frontier.

With his enlightenment and cultivation, not to mention that he can fight the heavenly realm, at least the earth realm is invincible.

However, Guan Chaosheng is not a sword cultivator, and he has not cultivated the exercises of the Lieyang Palace, so he really can't return this sword to its original appearance.

"Hum—"

Just when Han Muye sighed, his face suddenly changed.

The sword pill that was warm in his dantian vibrate, and then the broken sword he was holding in his hand also trembled slightly, as if he was frightened and afraid.

It's-

Staring wide-eyed, feeling the domineering cruising of the sword pill in the dantian as if to show sovereignty, Han Muye showed a wry smile on his face.

Just now, I was still sighing that Guan Chaosheng had no chance.

But looking at it now, this sword clearly has nothing to do with him.

Yuan Tian Jianzun's sword pill and this Lieyang Palace Palace Master Sword can only be chosen the same.

There are spiritual sword weapons and have their own choices.

For Han Muye, is this still a choice?

The sword pill has already consumed the earth spirit of the Cao family's spiritual ore vein, and it is about to become a magic weapon, and it is still the treasure of the sword overhaul that was rampant in the world in ancient times.

Although this broken sword is also a treasure, it is still much worse than the sword pill.

With a light sigh, Han Muye put away the broken sword.

This treasure first cultivates the sword intent, and in the future, whether it is handed over to the sect in exchange for meritorious service or sold, it can make a profit.

Putting away the sword a little depressed, Han Muye probed the small cloth bag handed over by Bai Suzhen, and a smile appeared on his face again.

The bag is a small storage treasure, with about one side or so of space in it.

At this time, all the space was filled with all kinds of spiritual materials.

All kinds of spiritual light spar ores, all kinds of high-grade elixirs, and a lot of high-grade spirit stones.

According to Bai Suzhen's valuation, the treasures in this bag are worth 1.3 million spirit stones.

Sure enough, it is still necessary to refine the high-grade elixir to make a lot of money.

How much do those Cloud Qi Pills have to be refined to earn so much?

What's more, what Han Muye really earns is not these goods at all.

Putting away the cloth bag, he carefully took out a jade bottle.

In this jade bottle, there are two immortal purple jade pills!

That's the biggest takeaway!

Han Muye felt that he had to find a way to give Bai Suzhen more motivation in the future.

Even if you give her a little sweetness.

Only by helping yourself attract more business can you get more high-quality pills.

If he wants to collect the elixir alchemy by himself, I'm afraid he won't be able to refine a furnace in ten years.

When the flying boat returned to Jiuxuan Mountain, the sun was setting.

Han Muye and Lin Shen paced to the Sword Pavilion, and saw Huang Lao Liu and Gao Xiao Xuanlu Gao sitting around the wooden table in front of the Sword Pavilion.

"Come back so soon?"

Seeing Han Muye returning, Huang Laoliu shook his head and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back tonight." ”

Han Muye sat down at the table unceremoniously, snatched Gao Xiaoxuan's dishes and chopsticks, and made the little white fox in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms bare his teeth.

After eating and drinking, Han Muye reached out and took out a small cloth bag.

"I made a lot of money today, and those who saw it had a share."

He stretched out his hand and took out a handful, and seven or eight high-grade spirit stones fell on the table.

The little white fox who was still staring at Han Muye immediately changed his eyes, and his eyes were like water.

Gao Xiaoxuan gave Huang Lao Liu a look, Huang Lao Liu laughed, reached out and grabbed three high-grade spirit stones and stuffed them into his arms.

Several other people were no longer polite, grabbed the spirit stone, and dispersed in a hurry.

Han Muye went straight to the third floor, and then sat cross-legged to practice.

Today's alchemy, and then the cultivation of the sword weapon, not to mention the sword intent consumed, the aura in the dantian has been emptied for most of it.

Directly took out a top-grade spirit stone and held it in the palm of his hand, and swallowed two top-grade Yunqi Pills, Han Muye closed his eyes and began to operate the Golden Yang Jue.

In the dantian, the sword qi was swirling, the sword bones in the body flashed with jade-colored spiritual light, and inside the divine treasure, the light sword condensed by the sword qi of the divine soul continued to rotate.

When the aura of a top-grade spirit stone was exhausted, Han Muye pondered for a moment, took out the jade bottle containing the purple jade pill, and poured out one of them.

For the realm of enlightenment powerhouses, the Purple Jade Pill is a superior elixir that communicates with the power of heaven and earth and attracts the fusion of the divine soul and the power of the Great Dao.

But in Han Muye's opinion, the effect of this elixir is to enhance the power of the divine soul.

The elixir is in the palm of the hand, wrapped in aura, and slowly blurred.

When he reappeared, he had already fallen into his divine treasure.

A purple spiritual mist continued to emit a halo, enveloping the sword of the divine soul, slowly urging it to nourish.

This is the correct use of Xianpindan.

After refining, it is stored in the dantian qi sea or the divine treasure to warm and promote power.

Only when this kind of treasure is to break through the realm, will it directly swallow and burst out with all its power.

Shen Nian swept towards the entire Sword Pavilion through the black sword inserted in his hair, and Han Muye found that Huang Lao Liu and Gao Xiaoxuan were both on the basement floor of the Sword Pavilion at this time.

Around Huang Laoliu's body were several broken spirit stones, in which the spiritual energy had been absorbed.

Being able to absorb the aura in the top-grade spirit stones, Huang Lao Liu's cultivation should not be weak.

It's a shame that this guy pretends to be a mortal and walks around the mountains every day, causing those Sword Sect disciples to worship with emotion.

It's also an old yin.

"When—"

"When—"

The bell rang on Jiuxuan Mountain.

Han Muye stood in front of the Sword Pavilion and received the long sword sent by Fengshou Mountain.

Most of these swords are the harvest of He Xuanqi and Wang Hui.

Obviously, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect was deliberately creating the names of these two disciples.

Yuanmu seeking fish swordsmanship has also become a sought after existence among disciples in the sect.

Even the story of Han Muye guiding He Xuanqi in front of the Sword Pavilion and letting him and Wang Hui combine their swords is also circulated in the Sword Gate.

Holding the hilt of the long sword, the sword qi was infused, and through the picture flashing in his mind, Han Muye saw the battle situation in front of Fengshou Mountain.

The owner of this sword is the saber of the former disciple of the Tailing Sword Sect in Western Xinjiang.

Under the leadership of its suzerain, the remnants of the Tailing Sword Sect took refuge in the Southern Wilderness and fought against the Western Xinjiang sects in Fengshou Mountain.

The Southern Wilderness also has human forces.

It's just that these human forces respect the demon clan and submit to the demon clan.

In fact, it's the same thing, there are also demon clan forces in Western Xinjiang, and they also submit to the human clan sect in Western Xinjiang.

For the sake of cultivation, for the sake of living, there is no right or wrong.

It's just that judging from the long sword picture, the Tailing Sword Sect has taken refuge in the Southern Wilderness, and life is not easy.

In Han Muye's view, he can only take the blame.

From this sword weapon, Han Muye also saw that there were indeed many strong people in the Southern Wilderness.

On the side of Fengshou Mountain, the battle may be even more intense.

Sent the sword into the pavilion, registered and made a book, and when Han Muye went out again, there was a tall bald head standing at the door.

Zhao Pu.

"Brother Han, while there is nothing to do in these days, let's go to the secret place."

"When I come back, I'm going to Fengshou Mountain."

"The battle with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect is coming to an end, and the master of my Nine Xuan Sword Sect is already slowly retreating."

Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded and said, "I'll explain to the sixth brother." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lin Shen: "Sect Leader Lin, are you ready?" ”

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