Protector Army.

Divine slave.

Shinto practitioners practice with the help of external forces, and their own strength is somewhat weak.

But this is relative.

Shinto cultivators can improve their cultivation speed extremely quickly, and with the blessing of incense and wishing power, they can continuously create a steady stream of realm powerhouses.

This is also the reason why the Tianxuan army is at war with the No Grievance Realm and has never had an advantage.

In the face of the dilemma, Wu Hou could only strike again and again, looking for opportunities to kill the master of the God King.

The Shinto cultivator in front of Han Muye cultivated around the Jindan Eightfold, and he already had divine condensation on his body.

The so-called divinity is roughly equivalent to the primordial infant condensed by other practitioners.

If this Shinto monk condenses and forms a divine nature, he will be able to differentiate into a divine clone, which is the same as the Yuan Infant.

Seeing that Han Muye was indifferent, just looking at himself, the Shinto monk in gold armor flashed with anger on his face, raised his hand a little, and stabbed the war spear in his hand towards Han Muye's chest.

The sound of the war spear enveloping the wind and thunder, which contains sharp power, has not yet arrived, and the sound of thunder has already sounded.

A divine soul power poured out of nothingness, trying to lock Han Muye's divine soul.

The fighting methods of the Shinto cultivators had changed more than Han Muye had seen from those weapons before.

At least the power transmitted above the war spear is closer to martial arts.

And the suppression of the power of the divine soul is a pure Shinto method.

It seems that after many years of fighting, Shinto practitioners have also learned to deal with the enemy by multi-faceted means.

The spear reaches his chest, and the power of his divine soul is like an abyss, if he is an ordinary cultivator, in the face of such suppression, he can only remain motionless, drinking and hating on the spot.

But Han Muye's divine soul power is extremely strong, and his combat power is even more monstrous.

In his eyes, a golden aura appeared, and the aura exploded, enveloping the other party's soul.

"Boom-"

The qi around the Shinto cultivator on the opposite side shattered, his face turned pale, and the spear in his hand could not be held and fell down.

He looked at Han Muye in horror and wanted to speak, but he felt dizzy and speechless for a while.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and held the war gun in his hand.

Sword qi poured into the war spear, and he saw the picture he wanted.

On this star, the Innocent Realm arranged an army of 200,000 to fight against the same number of Tianxuan troops.

The Shinto cultivators on the other side were in charge of cleaning the perimeter of the battlefield.

There are also such masters on the side of the Tianxuan World who are fixed to sweep away scattered enemies.

The most tragic battle ahead was in a nameless canyon, where the lives of most of the Tianxuan generals were to be wiped out according to the idea of the army of the Unresentful Realm.

"Sword cultivation in the fairy world?" Han Muye saw a group of kendo cultivators wearing green robes and carrying long swords appear in the picture.

These cultivators came from the fairy world, formed a sword formation, rushed forward, and rushed through the narrow valley, invincible.

The Red Flame Army Formation of the Tianxuan World couldn't stop these people at all.

"Sword Pill." Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

He was surprised to see the sword pill he had given to Mu Wan.

More than a dozen sword pills formed a line, which was the key to blocking the sword formation of the fairy spirit world.

It's just that I don't know if the sword pill was handed over by Mu Wan on his own initiative, or if the leading generals of the Red Flame Army asked for it?

The picture in his mind flowed, and Han Muye saw the Shinto cultivator named Sun Yun on the other side.

Similar to the rhubarb court erected by the Yellow Court, the power of incense is gathered.

However, through deduction, Han Muye felt that there were loopholes in the method that Sun Yun had cultivated.

Because the foundation of his Shinto is forged by the empowerment of his elders, not by his own practice.

If one day the elder wants to take back his cultivation, it will be easy.

This kind of means is like a demonic way.

In fact, the practice of collecting faith and incense is a god or a demon, and there is only a thin line.

Holding the spear in his hand, Han Muye's eyes burst into a bright halo.

Sun Yun's body on the opposite side was originally trembling and struggling, and after a while, he bowed and stood.

Han Muye cultivated the Great Rhubarb Garden, simulated the opponent's Shinto cultivation method, and directly suppressed Sun Yun's divine soul with the power of the powerful divine soul.

At this time, Sun Yun, who was wearing golden armor, became Han Muye's protector general.

"You're waiting for me right here."

Waving his hand and throwing the spear back, Han Muye said lightly.

This Dharma protector general, he is still useful.

Sun Yun nodded, his body moved, and dissipated in place.

The power of Shinto still has merit.

For example, at this time, Sun Yun was in a space created by the power of the Divine Dao, and cultivators under the ordinary heavenly realm could not find it at all.

Such a method is extremely suitable for sneak attacks.

Han Muye turned his head to look not far away, and flew towards the nameless canyon where the battle was fierce.

Before reaching the valley, several divine lights had already arrived.

Han Muye was no longer patient, his eyes revealed murderous intent, the sword light in his hand flashed, and a sword pill flew out, piercing through the three divine lights.

The direction of the sword pill remained unchanged, and it fell directly to the edge of the battlefield below.

"Boom-"

The sword pill fell to the ground and burst, exploding the void of a hundred zhang square circles.

Before several Shinto cultivators could react, they were destroyed by this sword pill.

A sword pill costs millions, and it is earned to be able to bombard and kill a realm enlightenment god, and what I saw at this time is that there are clearly two golden pills, and the three unresentful realm armies who are cultivating the gods will be wrapped in spiritual light and sword light.

Han Muye did not hesitate, and reached out to pop out the five sword pills.

The sword pills formed a three-star sword formation in mid-air, and the other two directly crashed into the military array below.

The Shinto monk who flew in was blocked by the sword array, and the two sword pills that fell in the battle array burst out, bringing up thousands of feet of smoke and dust.

"Boom-"

The originally strict military array of the Unresentful Realm was hollowed out with two large holes.

There was a deafening cheer from the side of the Tianxuan World, and the army formation was suppressed.

"Whew-"

The armies of the Unresentful Realm began to retreat.

Han Muye flew down to the edge of the cliff, looking at Mu Wan, who was dressed in a white shirt, his clothes were stained with dust and bloodstains, and he walked slowly, his face full of smiles.

"Senior brother."

Mu Wan walked over, opened her bloodstained hand, and gently buried her head in Han Muye's chest.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and stroked Mu Wan's soft hair.

Although Han Muye came alone, he also brought a lot of psychic continuation pills.

Watching Mu Wan lead a group of Dan Xiu to shuttle in front of the seriously injured generals, bandaging their wounds, healing them with aura, and helping them recover with the power of pills, Han Muye couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Originally, when she was in Western Xinjiang, Mu Wan, who would turn pale even when she saw bloodstains, can now calmly face the broken arm and remnant body.

Seeing her skillful bandaging movements, her serious expression when she treated those injured generals with elixirs and elixirs, she really grew a lot.

"Mr. Makino." A Taoist in a green robe and a middle-aged man in a black armor stepped forward.

The Taoist's name is Lu Chengyang, who is the imperial envoy Sword Pill, a strong man who resists the sword cultivation array of the fairy world, the middle-aged man in black armor is the commander of the 30,000 army here, and the commander of the Imperial Divine Guard Zuo Hegu.

As Han Muye thought, Mu Wan only kept two sword pills to protect herself, and handed over all the other sword pills

Lu Chengyang.

If it weren't for Lu Chengyang blocking the Immortal World Sword Formation with the help of the Sword Pill, this canyon position would have been lost at this time.

"Mr. Makino, Fairy Muwan is kind and generous, not only does her best to treat the injured, but also takes out the talisman treasure, which is admired by everyone in my Imperial God Guard position." Zuo Hegu bowed to Han Muye and spoke.

They knew the relationship between Mu Wan and Han Muye.

That sword pill was given to Mu Wan by Han Muye for protection.

At this time, Han Muye arrived, if he didn't explain it clearly, he would offend such a great monk as Muye, and he Zuo Hegu couldn't afford it.

Lu Chengyang also thinks the same way.

Holding the sword pill, Lu Chengyang looked at Han Muye: "Mr. Makino, this sword pill is returned." ”

Han Muye glanced at the Sword Pill, waved his hand and said, "It's just a little Sword Pill, my junior sister is here, you can protect it." ”

It is impossible for Han Muye to stay here forever.

Zuo Hegu and Lu Chengyang showed joy on their faces, and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Han Muye stayed in the garrison of the army in this valley for a day, handed Mu Wan a talisman treasure, and after handing over the Sword Pill and the Psychic Continuation Pill to her, he left quietly.

As Mu Wan said, everyone has their own path of cultivation.

She can't always be protected by her senior brother.

Han Muye found Zuo Hegu and Lu Chengyang, and taught some of the methods of forming a sword pill.

It is impossible to form a Zhou Tian Great Array, but you can form several good sword formations with Sword Dan.

With this sword formation, Lu Chengyang and several powerhouses who had cultivated to the half-step Heavenly Realm could easily resist the sword formation of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Fight against each other in formation.

After watching the sword pill fly with his own eyes, making the sword cultivator of the Immortal Spirit Realm dizzy and having to retreat, Han Muye left satisfied.

Leaving this world, Han Muye probed and knew that there was a great monk quietly guarding this realm, so he hid his body and flew away with Sun Yun, the subdued god general.

Ten days later, a light shook in front of him.

Standing in the void for a moment, a general wearing red battle armor appeared, bowed to Han Muye, and then led him to fly down on a meteorite with a radius of 100 miles.

There, Qin Suyang, Baili Xinglin, Yan Zhenqing, and other top powerhouses are there.

Dressed in a gray and black robe, Wuhou with a clean face stood in front of him.

Seeing Han Muye's arrival, everyone nodded slightly.

Wu Hou's gaze fell on Sun Yun behind Han Muye.

"There are a lot of control methods in Shinto practice, and you should be careful of being counterattacked." Wu Hou opened his mouth to speak.

For a great cultivator like Wuhou, it could be seen at a glance that Han Muye was suppressing Sun Yun with the power of his divine soul.

Han Muye nodded, and looked at everyone: "To arrange the Divine Sealing Platform, to attract the power of the Divine Dao, the closer to the Innocent Realm, the better." ”

"I've subdued this man and found some information."

The No Grievance Realm is said to be a realm, in which there are several stars, and the eighteen god kings of that year each occupy one side.

Later, several god kings fell, and the power of incense on some stars was chaotic.

According to Han Muye's plan, it is to find a star where the god king has fallen and the power of incense is chaotic, and then set up a god sealing platform.

After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at Wuhou.

The others also turned their eyes to Wuhou.

This kind of thing needs to be decided by Wu Hou himself.

Sneaking into the surrounding stars of the Innocent Realm, if you are not careful, you may attract a large army to besiege you.

Even if other strong people can leave, I am afraid that there will be heavy casualties.

"Okay."

After a moment of silence, Wuhou nodded.

Half a day later, three flying boats flew out of the meteorite and headed for the endless void.

On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at the few people in front of him, and there was a trace of emotion on his face.

"Senior Brother Han." Zhao Youzhi, who had cut off one arm, Li San, who had a restrained sword intent, and Jiang Han and the others all stood on the flying boat with excited faces.

On the other side, Lu Xiaoyun, who had a strange look on his face, bowed and saluted, and then called "Ancestor".

There is no way, Lu Yuzhou is the ancestor of her family, as Lu Yuzhou's brother, Lu Xiaoyun naturally wants to call Han Muye's ancestor.

This Xuanyang Wei Reserve Commander Eighteenth powerhouse can only look at Han Muye in front of him depressedly now.

The Xuanyang Guard team led by Lu Xiaoyun was extraordinary, and was arranged to protect Han Muye.

This time, although Han Muye is not the most critical, he is also the main planner among them.

At this time, Lu Xiaoyun's cultivation was already a half-step Heavenly Realm, and according to Xuanyang Wei's practice, her cultivation was suppressed with all her might.

Li San is already a Heavenly Realm cultivator, and his kendo cultivation is extremely strong, and the whole person is no longer lazy in the Western Frontier, but is full of refined evil energy.

Zhao Youzhi's left-handed sword has been cultivated to the point where the sword is out of the realm without a trace.

The current Zhao Youzhi is one of the trump cards in Lu Xiaoyun's hands.

Han Muye took the test, and Zhao Youzhi's swordsmanship was still wide open, but it was mixed with weirdness in the dignified and upright, which was difficult to resist.

Sometimes, cultivation is like this, and it doesn't always have to follow the path that outsiders think.

When he was in the Western Frontier, Han Muye had suggested that Zhao Youzhi should practice the reversed String Moon Sword Technique.

But Zhao Youzhi still pursues uprightness.

In Han Muye's current opinion, there are thousands of cultivation paths, and it is not the best direction of derivation, that is, it is a smooth path, and it is not a cultivation path chosen according to one's own heart, it will definitely be full of thorns.

Cultivation and facing it calmly is the right principle.

Old friends reunited, and Han Muye accompanied them for a drink.

When everyone talked about being in Western Xinjiang, in Jiuxuan Sword Gate, and on Yunchao Ridge, they were all emotional.

If you don't enter Zhongzhou, you don't know the magnitude of Tianxuan.

If you don't enter the imperial city, you don't know the prosperity of the world.

If you don't go out of the heavens, how can you know that the world is vast and boundless, with thousands of realms and wonderful?

"When I was stationed on Feng Ming Xing, I studied with several Feng Ming Xing sword cultivators, and I felt that their swordsmanship was a combination of magic sword and intention sword."

"Senior Brother Han, is it possible to integrate various paths in kendo cultivation?"

Putting down the wine glass, Jiang Han spoke in a low voice.

The hundredth of the outer gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate of the year, at this time, he was full of calm air, and the two swords were carried behind his back, one of them had sword intent flashing, and the other one had a hint of magic.

Fusion.

Han Muye smiled on his face.

Unconsciously, these classmates have walked out of their own way.

"Cultivation in the world, this is not so fine, who stipulates that you must cultivate the sword of will, who said that you must cultivate the sword of law?"

The water vapor in the wine glass in Han Muye's hand diffused and turned into three feet.

The three-foot water vapor instantly froze and turned into an icy long sword.

Before the long sword came out, a trace of Lingren's sword intent emerged.

Condense the sword with the law, and use the sword with the will.

But it's as simple as that.

"Hum—"

The icy long sword in Han Muye's hand shook and shattered into countless pieces.

These countless pieces of broken swords turned into butterflies and fluttered in the cabin, which was very beautiful.

Magic?

Swordsmanship?

Zhao Youzhi and Jiang Han and the others showed a blank look on their faces.

Li San's eyes flashed with aura, and he shouted in a low voice: "Break!" ”

A flash of sword intent shattered all the butterflies.

The shattered butterfly returned, becoming a cloud, and then returned to Han Muye's wine glass.

"Drink and drink, can you play tricks?" Li San glared at Han Muye and drank the wine in his cup.

Han Muye laughed, raised his hand and drank the wine glass in front of him.

……

After a drink, Lu Xiaoyun led Li San and the others away quietly.

They need to go one step ahead and place the stars there.

Accompanying them was Sun Yun, the god general who was subdued by Han Muye.

After Li San and the others left, Han Muye went into retreat until three days later, when a military general came to invite him.

Wu Hou beckoned.

When Han Muye arrived at the cabin where Wuhou lived, he saw Wuhou in a green robe sitting in front of the small case, holding an ink pen in his hand, sketching.

In the pen, a cyan dragon shadow walking through the clouds has taken shape.

On the dragon shadow's body, every piece of scale armor was clearly visible.

Han Muye was a little stunned.

Wuhou's cultivation method is actually the same as that of the sect master of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect in the Western Frontier.

Tuoba Cheng condenses his own qi and blood into the brush and ink and falls on the painting scroll.

Wuhou is infused with the power of great supernatural powers, and there is a soul in the pen.

"Have you ever seen this practice?"

Looking up at Han Muye, Wuhou said softly.

Han Muye nodded.

"It's the Western Frontier, right?" Wuhou chuckled lightly and looked at Han Muye: "Jiuxuan Mountain in Western Xinjiang, I went there at the beginning. ”

"You should know what the origin of the Sword Pavilion is."

Sword Pavilion.

Inherited from outside heaven and earth, the realm of immortal origin.

It was a holy place for spiritual cultivation in the world.

"At the beginning, I went to the Immortal Source World, and I came back as a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Inheritance."

Wuhou showed a trace of remembrance on his face, and sighed lightly: "After all, I am not a sword cultivator. ”

"That Sword Pavilion can only stay in the Western Frontier and suppress the passage to the Immortal Source World."

Sword Pavilion, was it brought by Wuhou from the Immortal Source World?

Han Muye looked at the Marquis Wu in front of him.

"Cultivation in the world, after karma, there is reincarnation, and Senior Brother Wen and I can't escape the calamity of reincarnation, so we stay in this realm."

"Senior Brother Wen has different ambitions in his heart, and I will do my best to help him."

"The Sword Pavilion has been inherited from the Immortal Source World for three days, and it is even grander than the inheritance of the Heavenly Xuan Ancestor."

Looking at Han Muye, Wu Hou lowered his voice and said softly: "I hope that one day when Tianxuan is in trouble, you will not stand idly by." ”

Tianxuan is in trouble.

What kind of plan does Wen Xiang have that will cause great trouble for Tianxuan?

It's the fairy world, and it won't overturn the powerful Tianxuan world, right?

Han Muye frowned, and just as he was about to speak, the sword light flashed in front of him, and endless streamers struck.

Dao domain.

I don't know when, I have fallen in the Wuhou Dao domain!

Taking a deep breath and looking at the endless sword light that came to him, Han Muye drank in his mouth, and the sword intent long sword in the sea of qi condensed into a line and slashed down instantly.

Sword for sword!

Wuhou had cultivated the Sword Pavilion inheritance, and his own sword cultivation must be extremely strong.

But for Han Muye, in front of the sword cultivators in the world, there is no one who can make him bow his head!

"Boom-"

The sword light collided and turned into fragmented spiritual light.

That aura appeared, and it had become an intertwined lightsaber of the Dao.

Han Muye's eyes burst out with a bright aura, and the sword in front of him turned into a terrifying Dao.

Spot gold.

One leaf.

Beacon fires.

Quarter Moon.

"Senior, I have a sword, and I learned it from Mo Yuan, the first person in the outer gate of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect."

"This swordsmanship is based on two hundred years of observing swordsmanship and gathering ten thousand swords."

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

Looking at all the sword light in front of him turning into a white-robed martial marquis, Han Muye said softly, "Please take my sword from my senior." ”

The words fell, and ten thousand swords rose!

Ten thousand swords return to the sect, one sword turns into ten thousand swords!

"Good!"

Wu Hou shouted, and the sword light in his hand slashed down.