What about the fairy world!

The Tianxuan world has its own protection.

One person, one sword, one world.

This kind of cultivation is far from being comparable to the mere pursuit of immortality.

It is no wonder that in the inheritance of the Sword Pavilion, there is a cultivation method of Jiazi condensing a sword.

This sword, out of the belief in his heart, is not immortal, so what's the matter!

"Hum—"

With a loud roar, Han Muye only felt that the huge sword power poured into the meridians.

This power rolled like a boulder, passing through the meridians, causing his meridians to swell.

The surging power seemed to be endless, surging all the time, shuttling through his meridians, and then entering the dantian, swirling in the nine-layer cloud platform, surging into the sea of qi.

In the sea of his qi, all the sword intent shook.

One after another, sword intent collided head-on with hostile intent.

This time, these sword intents were shattered as they were at the beginning.

In the end, this strong sword intent, together with the two sword potentials that had been absorbed before, occupied the middle position of Han Muye's qi sea.

At this time, in his sea of qi, there were three sword dao power suppressions that were transformed into sword momentum.

Of these three sword potentials, the first one was obtained from the Ziyan Sword at the beginning, and it was slowly recuperated and turned into a sword momentum.

This kind of sword momentum is not a real gathering of three thousand sword intents.

This is a means to surpass the sword intent in terms of artistic conception, and once it is triggered, it can attract the power of heaven and earth into its own power.

On the Yunchao Ridge, Han Muye comprehended the sword, and the realization of the sword potential was another stage of the comprehension of the power of the sword, and it was the migration of the quality of the sword intent.

Three thousand sword intents are stacked and turned into a means of sword momentum, which can be cultivated, but it is not stored in the sea of qi.

It is in the dantian.

The finished glyph of the three sword intents occupied the center of Han Muye's qi sea, and the other sword intents all spontaneously revolved around these three sword intents.

Comprehend swordsmanship, meteorite.

Comprehend swordsmanship and move mountains.

Comprehend swordsmanship, falling stars.

……

Dozens of swordsmanship comprehensions made Han Muye's eyes shine.

These swordsmanship are all inherited swordsmanship of the Shihengdao Sect of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Swordsmanship, with the blessing of the power of the Great Dao, has the power of the sword from the beginning.

It's just that this kind of coercive means, in the Tianxuan world, are not very bright.

The concentration of aura in the Tianxuan world is insufficient, and the power of the sword technique is greatly reduced, but it is not as strong as the sword intent condensed by its own strength.

However, these swordsmanship is a combination of the sword of mind and the practice of the sword, and after comprehension, it is mutually confirmed with other swordsmanship, which is very beneficial to one's own kendo practice.

"Boom-"

Just when Han Muye was trying his best to comprehend the swordsmanship, there was a bang, and Ying Yang and Zhang Zidong behind Lu Lingzi shot out at the same time, grabbing a ball of spiritual light.

The aura was dazzling, and it was clear that there was an incomparably strong aura in it.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked at the object in the spiritual light package.

Spirit Stone.

It's not a top-grade spirit stone.

The best spirit stone!

The aura of this spirit stone is a hundred times that of the high-grade spirit stone.

In terms of value, one piece is a million lower grade spirit stones.

But there are too few top-grade spirit stones in the world, and they don't have them at all if you want to exchange them.

Legend has it that in the Tianxuan World, only Zhongzhou has hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, all of which are in the Imperial City.

This kind of top-grade spirit stone is not only rich in aura.

The best spirit stone, in which the spirit is warm and moist, refining into the body, is better than the immortal pill.

Han Muye's body moved, and then stopped.

Ying Yang and that Zhang Zidong have already exchanged blows in the air.

In this blow, Ying Yang had the advantage, but it was a little stronger.

The blue-gold sword light knocked away the jade-colored aura in Zhang Zidong's hand, and then turned into nothingness.

That superb spirit stone was still flying in mid-air.

Both of them were very restrained in their shots, afraid that they would use too much force and smash the best spirit stone.

"Hmph, Yingyang, don't be ignorant, this thing is not something you can get."

Zhang Zidong took a step forward, but in front of the Heavenly Realm powerhouse, he had no intentions.

In Ying Yang's eyes, a golden halo flowed, staring at Zhang Zidong, and said in a deep voice: "The biggest function of the best spirit stone is to open the teleportation array. ”

"Your Spirit Dao Sect, are you preparing to violate the ban left by the ancestor back then?"

Ancestor ban?

Han Muye turned his head and looked at Ying Yang.

What does this know?

Zhang Zidong's face was gloomy, he didn't speak again, and reached out to take out a small jade-colored sword.

As soon as the little sword came out, the expression on Ying Yang's face changed.

"Something out of bounds."

"It turns out that your Spirit Dao Sect already has such a plan."

As soon as the words fell, he flew up, and the sword light on his waist slashed towards the top-grade spirit stone above his head.

He actually wanted to destroy this superb spirit stone.

"Hum—"

The jade sword in Zhang Zidong's hand shook, and the phantom of an old man in a white robe appeared.

As soon as the old man appeared, in the entire tunnel, the rubble turned into powder, and a mighty pressure directly pressed down.

Whether it was Han Muye or the others, they all suddenly felt that there was a gravity on the top of their heads, and their blood spurted in an instant.

"Wanhua old way."

Ying Yang's figure froze in place, staring at the old man, his eyes extremely vigilant.

"Meet the Ancestor."

Everyone in the Spirit Dao Sect bowed down.

The Great Elder of the Spirit Dao Sect, the person with the highest cultivation realm in the Western Frontier, and the Wanhua Daoist.

"Hehe, Eagle Yang."

Wanhua Daoren's gaze swept over, looked at Ying Yang, and then landed on Han Muye, and then looked at the hibiscus on the side.

"The poor road is here for one thing."

"In the future, this Qingmang Mountain will still belong to my Spirit Dao Sect."

As the words fell, a golden rune appeared in his palm, and this rune carried a magnificent power, which made people's hearts shake.

"This is the Dao of the Spirit Dao Sect, Ying Yang, who will receive it between you and Mu Hibiscus?"

The old man said, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he said lightly: "Qingmang Mountain, only one Heavenly Realm Great Demon is needed." ”

Appearing from the Wanhua Dao people, it seems that he is the master here.

What he said, he was not prepared for anyone to refuse.

In Qingmang Mountain, there can only be one Heaven Realm.

Eagle Yang and Hibiscus are both heavenly realms.

Of the two of them, only one could remain.

Eagle raised his gaze to the hibiscus.

Mu Hibiscus's expression changed, and his eyes looked at the Taoist in the hand of the Wanhua Dao person.

"Wanhua Daoist, once you receive this Dao Introduction, I'm afraid you can only be driven by your Spirit Dao Sect for the rest of your life." Hibiscus whispered.

Wanhua Daoren's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "What, become my Spirit Dao Sect Protector Spirit Beast and lose your identity?" ”

Hibiscus chuckled, shook his head, and said, "I'm used to being at ease, and I can't stand that kind of constraint anymore." ”

Hearing Mu Hibiscus's words, Wanhua Daoren's gaze turned to Ying Yang.

Ying Yang snorted coldly, his face disdainful.

Wanhua Daoist nodded and said, "Okay, Poor Dao understands." ”

After speaking, he looked at Lu Lingzi who showed a look of longing on his face.

"In this case, you have been loyal for so many years, and this guide is given to you."

He raised his hand, and the golden rune fell directly on the top of Lu Lingzi's head.

"Boom-"

The runes exploded, and the aura of the Dao Dao Mystic Aura enveloped the deer spirit.

Lu Lingzi had a look of surprise on his face, and then a look of pain.

Her body slowly twisted, turning into a white deer, and then returning to her human form, but on her forehead, there was an inscription imprint.

But at this time, her body was full of golden light, and the breath on her body was constantly rising, much stronger than Zhang Zidong beside her.

Celestial Realm.

It's not a heavenly realm.

did not attract thunder tribulation, which means that the power is not considered a heavenly realm.

But with this blessing, the state of Lu Lingzi is no worse than the heavenly realm.

"Thank you Ancestor for the opportunity."

Lu Lingzi bowed to the Wanhua Dao man, and said with an excited face: "The disciple is determined to be loyal to the Spirit Dao Sect. ”

Wanhua Daoist nodded, waved his hand and said, "I said that Qingmang Mountain only needs one Heavenly Realm. ”

Only one is needed, and now here, there are three.

Lu Lingzi raised his head, looked at Mu Hibiscus, and smiled on his face: "Sister Mu, I'm sorry." ”

"You gave up this opportunity."

"Boom-"

A pillar of white light on her body smashed directly into the hibiscus.

Hibiscus took a step back, and a wooden vine met the pillar of light.

The pillars of light were entangled with the wooden vines, and the roar rang out.

It's just that there are many treasures flying around, and the two of them are fighting, and they are all restrained.

Wanhua Daoist laughed, turned his head, and raised his hand to beckon towards the superb spirit stone.

Ying Yang's eyes narrowed, and the sword light in his hand slashed down.

"Thorn-"

The sword light slashed between the Wanhua Daoist and the best spirit stone, cutting off the attraction power of the Wanhua Daoist.

He didn't spare his hand, and the sword light led him to slash at the top-grade spirit stone again.

He wants to destroy this superb spirit stone.

Wanhua Daoist sneered, and his palm flipped over.

The cyan aura turned into a long sword.

The sword light shook, and a gray Zhang Xu Fangyuan meteorite appeared in the void, roaring and smashing on Ying Yang's sword light.

"Bang-"

It's not loud.

But Ying Yang's whole body shook, his steps retreated, and the black stone under his feet shattered inch by inch.

"Swordsmanship?"

Ying Yang stared at the meteorite that appeared again above his head, gritted his teeth, and spoke in a low voice.

It's swordsmanship.

Han Muye saw it clearly.

One of the swordsmanship of the Shiheng Dao Sect, meteorite.

"Boom-"

The meteorite fell again.

The biggest advantage of swordsmanship, the aggregation of divine soul power, can lock the attacker.

Eagle Yang wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all.

He could only raise the sword in his hand and resist with all his might.

The meteorite collided with the long sword, and the sword light vibrated as if it was about to shatter.

Ying Yang's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood with a golden aura spurted out.

After taking a few steps back, he crashed into the broken sword of the mountain behind him, his eyes staring at the Wanhua Daoist.

"If you can cultivate the Outer Realm Sword Technique to this extent, you will definitely have obtained the inheritance of the Outer Realm Cultivation Sect."

"You want this top-grade spirit stone just to open that door?"

Staring at the Wanhua Dao people, a sharp sword light rose from Ying Yang's body.

"Your Spirit Dao Sect wants to attract cultivators from outside the realm?"

Hearing his words, Wanhua Daoist smiled and said softly: "Seeing the power of the Immortal Spirit Realm, and seeing that the path of immortality is right around the corner, who can still be willing to stay in this little Tianxuan?" ”

His eyes were full of endless longing, and it seemed that in front of him was a world full of immortals and Buddhas.

"Only by leaving the Tianxuan World can you have a chance to live forever."

"Only in the immortal realm can there be true immortality."

"I opened the passage, and the Spirit Dao Sect returned to the Immortal Spirit Realm as a disciple of the Shiheng Dao Sect, isn't that good?"

"The Immortal Spirit Realm has replied, welcome the return of my Spirit Dao Sect."

Wanhua Daoist stretched out his hand and pointed to the top-grade spirit stone, with a smile on his face: "Three top-grade spirit stones can open the passage, I have one in the Spirit Dao Sect, here is one, go find another one, it's enough." ”

Ying Yang shook his head, stepped forward step by step, and whispered in his mouth: "The ancestor ban must not be violated. ”

Wanhua Daoist laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ying Yang: "You are just a sword weapon he discarded, why stick to his ban?" ”

Ying Yang shook his head, his eyes revealed a look of determination, his figure slowly blurred, and a dark long sword phantom appeared behind him.

Xuanyang Sword.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to blow up the sword spirit, you are innocent, but you were implicated today." Ying Yang turned his head to look at Han Muye and said softly.

Self-exploding sword spirit.

Ying Yang is the sword spirit.

The sword spirit of the Xuanyang Sword.

Han Muye saw it clearly.

When he saw Ying Yang, Han Muye had already seen it clearly.

"He's not innocent." Wanhua Daoist looked at Han Muye and said lightly: "Sword Dao Immortal, the young generation in Western Xinjiang is the first in swordsmanship." ”

"Although my Spirit Dao Sect is about to leave the Tianxuan World, you don't like it."

"Died here today, just right."

After speaking, he turned his gaze back to Ying Yang and said with a smile: "Do you know why Poor Dao came here today? ”

In his hand, a small jade-colored sword appeared.

As soon as the small sword appeared, the huge broken sword behind Ying Yang made a shock.

"I got a good thing from the rebel commander of the Red Flame Army."

"It's been more than a year since I finally knew how to use this thing."

When the words fell, the cyan aura in his hand urged the little sword, and the little sword vibrate.

The black broken sword behind Ying Yang revealed black spiritual light, locking the space within a radius of 100 zhang.

Wanhua Daoren, Han Muye and Ying Yang are all among them.

The top-grade spirit stone was outside.

This jade sword is actually able to control this huge Dao sword.

The power of the Dao Sword was stimulated, and I don't know how strong it was.

"You should know that my body is just an incarnation, even if it is destroyed, it will only be cultivated for a few years."

"Anyway, in the name of retreat, I can't hide in the Spirit Dao Sect."

Wanhua Daoist looked at Ying Yang with a sneer on his face: "Let me see what that ancestor's saber blew up back then, what it looked like." ”

Ying Yang looked out of the light mask, stared at the superb spirit stone for a moment, and then said lightly: "Okay." ”

On his body, the endless sword qi gathered, and his body completely faded away, turning into a black long sword.

Then the body of the long sword shook, and a strong force condensed, as if it was about to burst in the next moment.

"Boom-"

It's not the sword that blew itself up.

It was outside the light mask, and Lin Shen slashed down with a sword.

His sword light hit the light mask, and he could cut through the sword light of a hundred miles of mountains with one sword, but it could only cause ripples.

Wanhua Daoist chuckled and said, "An ant-like fellow, you also want to break the power of the Dao Sword? ”

Outside the light mask, Lin Shen, who still wanted to take out another sword, had to turn around and slash out with a sword.

Behind him, Zhang Zidong of the half-step Heaven Realm had already slapped it with one palm.

In the light mask, Ying Yang let out a long sigh, and the long sword adjusted the position of the blade, pointing at the Wanhua Daoist in mid-air.

"Actually, if you are willing to surrender and be a poor sword, you don't have to fall today."

"If it weren't for the way to immortality, Poor Dao wouldn't want to come to Qingmang Mountain, and he wouldn't want to provoke you."

The jade sword in the hand of Wanhua Daoist pointed at the long sword transformed by Ying Yang, and said softly: "After all, you are the ancestor sword, if you attract the forces of Zhongzhou, my Spirit Dao Sect will not be able to stop it." ”

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the black broken sword: "Okay now, there is a sword here, even if you fall, Zhongzhou will not know." ”

In response to the Wanhua Dao people, it was the sword weapon that vibrate.

On the long sword transformed by Ying Yang, the sword light was condensed to the extreme.

The jade sword in the hand of the Wanhua Daoist also revealed a trace of blue light.

"Senior, I wonder if I can work with you once?"

At this moment, Han Muye, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.

As his words fell, behind him, the jade-colored sword bones revealed a misty halo.

Above his head, a small cyan divine sword flashed.

Han Muye raised his hand and gently pulled out the small black sword inserted in his hair.

Xuanyang Jue.

Whether it is the sword of the divine soul or the power of the sword bone, it is all urged by the Xuanyang Jue.

The black long sword that Ying Yang turned into vibrate, hesitated, and flickered, merging with the small sword in Han Muye's hand.

"Hum—"

This time, Han Muye felt that the little sword, which had no reaction whether it was infused with sword qi or sword intent, became transparent.

The sword intent on his body, like a torrent, rushed to the sword in his hand.

In the long sword, there was a light "huh" from the eagle, and then the bright sword light condensed.

Han Muye raised his head with his sword, looked at Wanhua Daoren, and said lightly: "Wanhua senior, when your incarnation falls here, your body won't know about it, right?" ”

Wanhua Daoist was stunned for a moment, and was just about to speak, when Han Muye's palm slowly released the sword in his hand, and behind one hand, the hand holding the sword pinched out the sword finger and pointed forward.

"The younger generation has a sword, but it is a thousand ordinary swords that can be practiced."

"It's called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect."

"Today, the younger generation uses this swordsmanship to ask the first person in Western Xinjiang for advice——"

The words fell, and the sword light rose.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect.

The bright long sword was in front of Han Muye, and with his point, it disappeared in a flash!

Fast.

Fast to the extreme.

The swordsmanship of the world, whether heavy or fast, can either stimulate the power of the Great Dao, or it can be urged by its own strength.

Anyway, as long as it reaches an extreme, it will probably be unstoppable.

"Whoa—"

The sword light pierced through the chest of the Ten Thousand Transformation Daoist, shattering the jade sword he held in his hand, and then turning his body into nothingness.

The sword light did not stop at all, hitting the light shield excited by the Dao Sword, easily tearing it apart and shooting straight out.

Out of the light mask, the originally thin sword light turned into a hundred, a thousand, a thousand.

The sword light shot out diagonally, piercing through the black earth and stones in the tunnel, and passing through the ground.

Without stopping, the sword light spanned thousands of miles, hitting the barrier that separated Zhongzhou from the Western Frontier Heaven and Earth.

"Boom-"

The barrier that had separated heaven and earth for countless years shattered!

A torrent of aura rolled towards the western frontier.

The aura of Zhongzhou is countless times thicker than that of Western Xinjiang!

With a sword, kill the incarnation of the Ten Thousand Transformation Daoists of the Spirit Dao Sect.

A sword that pierces the light shield excited by the Dao sword.

A sword pierces 8,000 feet underground.

A sword spans thousands of miles, shattering the barriers of heaven and earth.

Mu Hibiscus and Lu Lingzi, who had already stopped, stared at Han Muye, who was standing in place with one hand pointing forward, their faces full of horror.

How strong is this sword?

How strong it is, Han Muye himself doesn't know.

He himself was intimidated by the sword's might.

"Run—"

Lu Lingzi, who was standing in place, let out a low cry, turned around and fled.

Behind her, Zhang Zidong and the rest of the Spirit Dao Sect rushed out.

However, the icy Qianli Luo Xiaoyu stood in place and did not leave.

At this time, the endless thick aura had been poured from the direction of Zhongzhou to Qingmang Mountain.

The aura in the sky turned into seven colors, and it came with the wind pouring in.

This aura is so thick that it seems to rain falling, and all the grass, trees, and monsters on Qingmang Mountain are greedily bathing in it.

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