Yuan Tian Sword Venerable's Zhou Tian Sword Formation is the most capable of defeating the crowd.

No matter how many opponents there are, there are no more than Zhou Tianxingchen.

The three sword pills turned into three streamers, and after reflecting each other, the light was bright, like a galaxy.

In it, the spirit perceives, the power floats, and you will be lost.

The three big demons who rushed to the first were each suppressed by three sword pills, and their blood was surging, but they could only wave the weapons in their hands blankly, as if they were dancing wildly.

These three Jindan Eight Great Demons, one is wearing shoulder armor, with a majestic body, a short horn on the top of his head, and his skin is glowing with a jade-white halo, it should be a one-horned rhinoceros clan with a trace of ancient beast blood.

The other two, with wind and blood mixed with qi and blood on their bodies, a few green and black manes on their cheeks, and thick palms, are from the extremely fast wind wolf clan in the wasteland.

At this time, these three cultivators were pressed down by the sword array, and their faces were full of fear, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

The qi and blood and blood power on their bodies seemed to be unleashing with all their might, and then smashed towards the void.

This is the strength of the sword formation.

Under the interference of the divine soul, the three Jindan Eight Great Demons were wasting their strength there.

"It's amazing......" Xiang Lingshuang held his big bow with a look of envy on his face.

What he wants is for Han Muye to make a casual move like this, so that the opponent will not be able to figure out the means of the north at all.

In this way, there is no need to get blood on your hands.

His great bow was raised and lowered again.

Ahead, the sword array suppressed the three big demons, and the double swords in Han Muye's hands revealed the coldness.

Qing Ming swept, and Ziyan pointed obliquely.

His figure flickered, and he had already appeared next to a black bear clan demon who was nearly tall and holding a mace.

Although the cultivation of this black bear clan demon has only reached enlightenment, its physical strength obviously exceeds that of cultivation, and it swings down with a big stick in his hand, bringing out a terrible scream.

Speed, power, just right.

This method is even more clever than the Southern Desolate Demon Clan.

It seems that he is a demon cultivator from a foreign land.

"Death—"

The black bear demon let out a loud cry from his mouth, and his voice penetrated the soul.

It is rare that the black bear clan, which is known for its strength, is not only extremely fast, but also has the means of divine soul attack.

Han Muye seemed to be really stunned by that drink, and his body did not move.

The black bear clan powerhouse with black fluff on his face and round ears grinned, and the mace in his hand was a little faster.

It's just that the moment the stick fell, his complexion changed dramatically.

A long sword landed under his armpit at some point.

As long as his body pressed forward, the sword would penetrate his body.

But at this time, the big stick in his hand was swung down, his body leaned forward, and all his strength had been pressed.

Can't take it!

"Roar—"

With a roar, the black bear clan demon let go of the big stick, let it fly out of his hand, and then slapped his palm under his armpit.

It's decisive.

Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he slowly put away his sword.

In the end, he escaped.

The eyes of the black bear clan demon flashed with joy.

It's just that in the next moment, his pupils are extremely dilated.

A short purple sword came from behind his back, stabbing into the back of his neck.

The sword qi penetrated through the bones, directly shattering all his power operation.

Even the demonic qi floating in the dantian can't be urged.

There was no chance of even self-detonation.

It's okay to enlighten the gods and cultivate them, but when you get to the knot pill to cultivate, if you really have a strong temperament, you can't beat it, and if you explode the golden pill, you will die with you, which is really difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, there are not many Jindan cultivators who rushed here today.

Han Muye flew up, stepped on the shoulder of the Black Bear Clan Great Demon with one foot, and grabbed the hilt of the Ziyan Sword with one hand.

The sword goes with the person, and the blood sprays with the sword.

It wasn't until Han Muye flew towards another big demon with his twin swords in his hand that the black bear clan powerhouse fell to the ground, and the divine light in his eyes dissipated.

At the moment of its fall, a pillar of light with qi and blood escaping rose up.

His qi and blood and divine soul power floated to the altar not far away.

Among them, there was also a trace of chasing Han Muye and falling in his body.

Manic, icy.

Two very different sensations permeate the body at the same time.

The strength is cold, and the spirit is manic.

This trace of power can improve the strength of one's physical body, integrate into the body, and can refine muscles and bones.

It is also possible to stimulate a trace of blood power, inducing unexpected changes in the body.

For example, it will get bigger in some places.

The power of the divine soul can also be absorbed and refined.

It's just that the tyrannical aura in it is difficult to calm down, and it can't be felt for a while, and when it comes to life and death battles, it may affect the decision.

This is the pros and cons of integrating into the bloodline of the demon clan's divine soul.

Han Muye's mind moved, and a trace of purple human hope power appeared in the sea of qi, and he walked into his muscles and bones, wrapped the power of his blood, and turned it into a small ball of light purple.

The golden halo in the divine treasure flashed, capturing the trace of the black bear clan's master's divine soul power and imprisoning it.

Haoran's qi was shocked, and the divine soul power of the black bear clan master did not have the slightest power to resist at all, and it was constantly squeezed by it, turning into a silk thread of divine soul with a trace of blue and gray.

Turn the soul into a sword.

The moment the sword wire was formed, pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The Cold Realm, the City of Twilight.

This black bear demon named Twilight Gold is one of the young city lords of Twilight City.

The cold realm is a realm dominated by the demon clan, and the big forces in it are all demon clans.

The human race resides in this cold realm, but they are all small forces, and they belong to the inferior race.

This time, a large number of powerhouses in the Dark Cold Realm entered the secret realm from the portal court in order to find the Ten Thousand Demon Orders in the secret realm.

Of course, it is also incidental to improve the power of the bloodline and get the treasures in the secret realm.

After Twilight Gold came to the secret realm, he had already subdued a small race, refined its bloodline power, and had a small force of his own.

It's just a pity that he died in just one day.

As the picture appeared in his mind, Dusk City, the Cold Realm, and all kinds of information were also remembered by Han Muye.

There are many demon races in this world, and the resources are not bad, and there are many heavenly realms among the strong ones.

It's just that this world is also a fierce infighting, and the lion and tiger races are constantly fighting each other.

Caught in the gap, Twilight City made a heavy bet this time, and several deputy city lords and young city lords entered the secret realm.

The entry restrictions of the secret realm in the cold realm are much looser than those of Tianxuan, and the demon clan within eight hundred years old can enter.

From Han Muye drawing his sword to flying down, it was just an instant.

All the images dissipated, and he had landed in front of a rat-eyed short-bearded old man in a leather robe.

In Han Muye's divine hide, the blue-gray sword silk was gently wrapped around the sword of the divine soul covered with golden light, and the power of the bloodline collected in the muscles and bones was directly thrown into the dantian by him.

In his dantian, a small golden ball shone brightly.

Heart of the Stars.

This is the treasure that was obtained on the Great Star at the beginning, and although it has not yet taken shape, it can store endless power.

After refining this treasure for so long, Han Muye went to the Fire Source Realm and the Exotic Void many times.

The power of Dusk Gold's bloodline was directly thrown into the heart of the stars by Han Muye.

No matter what power he has, as long as he enters the heart of the stars, he will be stored.

When you need to consume it, you can extract it.

At this moment, the sword in Han Muye's hand was raised again.

The leather-robed old man on the opposite side was already one step ahead of him, and a rat-tail short whip in his hand smashed down his head.

It's just that this rat-tail whip is no faster than the sword light that flew out of Han Muye's hand.

The moment the Purple Flame Sword flew out, the rat demon had already changed color.

It's just that he was powerless to respond, and the sword light slashed straight across his neck, causing his entire body to fall.

Reaching out and grabbing the rat-tail whip that was quite interesting, Han Muye's figure had already appeared in front of another big demon covered in scale armor.

Black-Armored Fish Demon.

Interesting.

It's not the black turtle demon of the Tianxuan world.

"Thorn-"

The Blue Shadow Sword slashed at the black armor, bringing out a flash of sparks.

The black-armored fish demon with black armor, a cold and hideous face, black gills on both sides of his cheeks, and a trace of blood-red eyes clenched his fists and smashed out towards the Qing Ying Sword.

Relying on his own defensive power, as well as hard enough black armor, he turned into a humanoid murder weapon.

The black scale armor that can't even be cut through with a sword weapon alone can make the black armored fish demon clan invincible.

What's more, these fish demons also have a perverted reproductive power, as well as an extremely strong racial cohesion force.

Such a demon clan is indeed terrifying.

The black armored fish demon's fist slammed down, Han Muye's sword body turned slightly, and the original sword spine turned into a sword blade.

If this punch is solid, it will be smashed on the blade of the sword.

The black turtle demon's fists are hard enough, but it doesn't have the ability to directly smash the sword blade.

As a last resort, his fist changed direction and smashed towards Han Muye's chest.

Change your moves in the battle, and react quickly.

Han Muye had a faint chuckle on his face.

He held the sword in his hand, and with another turn, the blade and the spine of the sword switched positions.

What is this for?

The black-armored fish demon was dazed on his face, and he saw the long sword spin suddenly.

The tip of the sword pressed against his chest, turning into a drill, shattering a black scale, and then straight into his heart.

Blood gushed out of the black turtle demon's mouth, and his eyes were staring at Han Muye, but he couldn't speak.

A gray-black aura began to escape.

The second great demon, fallen.

It wasn't until this moment that those demon clans who rushed forward had some reactions, some stopped, and some rushed towards Han Muye's side.

There are also many demon clans, and the demon light in their hands is flooding, turning into light and shadow, blood, and smashing towards Han Muye's head.

A sword cultivator who is invincible in close proximity is in front, so just use magic to deal with it.

Those who can live for hundreds of years and become the Great Demon of the Earth Realm are not simple characters.

Han Muye laughed, the Qingying Sword in his hand, piercing those spells, and the Ziyan Sword turned into a streamer, cruising in the sky, blocking all the big demons that flew in.

One person has two swords, the sword intent is swayed, and there is no enemy under the sword.

This scene made Xiang Lingshuang's blood boil.

The yellow-fat tiger lying on the crane bit his lip, and a hint of longing and fear flashed in his big eyes.

"Whoa—"

Xiang Lingshuang finally raised the big bow, a cyan long arrow condensed on the big bow, and then the bow opened the full moon and shot out an arrow.

Three miles away, a blue-robed demon clan holding a short spear was shocked, and an arrow light pierced through his body.

The cyan arrow flew out of his body a hundred feet away before it was nailed to the trunk of a tree.

This arrow surprised many demon clans who were preparing to sneak attack.

"Hum—"

Above the altar, a blue-white flame of light began to vibrate.

Among them, there seems to be a human figure.

Under the altar, those green fox clans all looked up happily.

On them, there are dark golden streamers constantly intertwined.

This is the fusion of his own bloodline and the bloodline of the Sky Fox, and the inheritance memory has begun to improve.

While the strong man of the Sky Fox Clan refines his own bloodline, his own bloodline can also obtain its inheritance power.

It's a win-win situation.

After that, the people had masters.

This Sky Fox powerhouse will be bound to the rise and fall of the clan.

"Quick! Grab the bloodline, or when the bloodline merges, we will all die! ”

"This is the blood of the Sky Fox, the Sky Fox is the most intelligent, and he holds grudges!"

"Ancient Heavenly Fox bloodline, this is a good thing!"

One after another shouts came, and those big demons didn't spare any more hands, and rushed to the altar in unison.

Grab the Sky Fox bloodline, and you can soar into the sky!

Xiang Lingshuang held the big bow and took a step forward, blocking in front of the altar.

A frightened expression flashed on the face of the yellow fat tiger who stood up from the crane's back, hesitated, and put his hand on the hilt of the small sword at his waist.

"Sister Yundi, can you protect us?" She whispered, and then a look of relief came to her face.

Perhaps, Yun Di gave her the answer.

Ahead, Han Muye put away the Purple Flame Sword.

In his eyes, there was a cold sword intent floating.

The killing just now was just an experiment for him.

Use the swordsmanship infused in the bobcat inheritance to challenge the demons of all races.

As a result, not bad.

Now, it's him who makes the move.

"Cangchang—"

The long sword shook, and the sword roared in the sky.

At this moment, countless big demons changed color.

The Terrans turned and fled.

The sword chant alone, the strong sword intent contained in it, is simply about to become the general trend of the sword.

Although these big demons are strong today, no one can stop the sword.

"I want to run away now, isn't it too late?"

Han Muye whispered, and the Qingying Sword in his hand slashed down with a hundred zhang sword shadows!

Blood-sled!

The sword is a weapon of killing.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, interspersed with staggered stabbing attacks, and horizontal is an indomitable sweeping and heavy slash.

At this moment, all the big demons who rushed forward were wrapped in sword light.

The three sword formations that suppressed the great demon also dispersed violently, turning into sword light in the sky, like stars in the sky.

"Surrender, or, die."

Han Muye's voice was full of indifference.

The voice is like a sword.

The sword hangs, and the sentence is life and death.

"Arrogant Terrans-" The one-horned rhinoceros clan's Jindan Eight Demon shouted violently, and its body turned into a jade-white one-horned rhinoceros ten zhang long, with black shoulder armor on its shoulders and a heavy black light.

What interrupted the one-horned rhinoceros's voice was Han Muye's sword light.

The cyan sword shadow slashed down.

The blue-gray sword silk that was contained in the divine treasure just now was wrapped in the sword light, and it was directly revealed.

One sword, two minds.

The sword is the power to destroy the mountain, but there is a fusion of the power of the soul in it.

"Boom-"

After a sword, the smoke dissipated.

Everyone turned their heads to stare at the giant rhinoceros that was silently suspended in mid-air.

No damage!

One sword can't hurt the demon body of the Jindan demon!

Those big demons who rushed forward were all relieved.

Such a magnificent sword that seemed to crush heaven and earth could not even break the demon body of a Jindan demon.

It seems that this sword is a showcase?

The huge body of the one-horned rhino slowly descended to the ground.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed again.

The powerful Jindan Great Demon Body actually crawled on the ground, trembling like a real demon beast.

"Soul ......"

Jin Dan Daxiu, who was standing not far away, stared at him with round eyes, clenched his fists tightly, but he couldn't stop the trembling of his legs.

Although Han Muye's sword just now did not break the one-horned rhinoceros demon body, which was known for its defensive power, it directly killed its divine soul!

The current one-horned rhino demon body has become an empty shell with only a strong body and no great demon soul.

Han Muye's long sword in his hand was raised again.

"Senior Brother Han, let me come." At this moment, a voice sounded on the altar behind him.

A figure stepped out of the flames of the altar.

Jade white long dress, sixteen or seventeen years old, pointed ears, a tuft of white fluff on the forehead, and three illusory fox tails fluttering behind his back.

"Are you Sister Xiaobai?" The yellow fat tiger's eyes were translucent, and he shouted in surprise.

"Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and a dream is forgotten without a trace." The girl in white showed a misty look on her face and nodded slightly.

"In the past, my name was Bai Qingyu, and now my name is Bai Wuxi."

The palm of his hand poked out, and a hazy blue light swayed in a radius of ten miles.

Whether it was the Green Fox Clan or the big demons who rushed in, they all looked confused.

Bai Wuxian chuckled and looked around: "You guys, are you willing to surrender?" ”

The power of the soul.

At this moment, within a radius of ten miles, there is no more great demon who resists.

Han Muye turned his head and returned his long sword to its sheath.

"Senior Brother Han, thank you." Bai Wuji's figure flew down the altar like a scattered leaf, looked at Han Muye, and said softly.