The aura exploded, making people unable to open their eyes!

The aura that shines to the extreme means that it is the best spiritual material in the world!

Every ray of light here represents a priceless treasure.

At this time, the aura is ten thousand ways, intertwined into a pillar of light!

The suffocating aura erupted head-on, penetrating through the heart and lungs.

Those sword cultivators who didn't cultivate enough turned red one by one.

The abundance of aura may make them the first cultivator in the world to be suffocated by aura.

"Boom-"

Streamers flew out of the small building.

Treasures have spirits!

This is at least a magic weapon-level treasure!

The key is that the treasure has been hidden in this small building for countless thousands of years, and it can still be spiritually lost.

Han Muye flew up, and the cyan immortal light in his hand turned into a rope, trapping those few treasures.

At this time, the magic circle opened, the surrounding shielding power dissipated, countless meteorites fell, and one after another ancestral divine thoughts were projected.

"Divine Court Treasure Trove!" Dao Ancestors, who have lived for countless thousands of years, of course, have those who know the treasure house of the Divine Court.

"This day, Xuan Han is looking for the treasure house of the Divine Court!" The exclamations were undisguised.

"Fellow Daoists, if the Ancestor wants to send his disciples to the land of Dao contention, do you have any opinions?" A voice rang out.

The treasures in the treasure house are the top treasures in the world, and even these Dao Ancestor powerhouses are coveted by them.

"Hehe, the poor road needs a streamer Sanyang stone refiner, if you can get it, you can have some opportunities in the future."

Although the Dao Ancestor powerhouse cannot go down in person, he can send his disciples to enter.

These Dao Ancestor disciples naturally can't return in the Dao struggle, and when the Dao struggle is over, life and death are also up to their own choice.

However, the treasures they obtained could be handed over to the Dao Ancestor who witnessed the Dao dispute first.

In just a moment, dozens of figures flew into the void and headed for the land of Dao contention.

At this time, Han Muye had already collected the treasures scattered in the small building, and then stretched out his hand to collect the treasures in the small building.

A hard-to-find top-grade spirit stone was collected in piles at this time.

Those spiritual materials for refining magic weapons were piled up into a mountain.

All kinds of refined spiritual weapons are the top semi-magic weapons.

This is unimaginable wealth, just one piece can buy a sect.

At this time, all the Daomen powerhouses knew why Han Xiang couldn't look down on their own accumulation.

That's the real wealth in the hands of others!

"Hum—"

In the void, a spiritual light crashed into Han Muye.

Gao Xiaoxuan raised his hand with a sword and shattered the spiritual light.

In the void, the army of the fairy realm has arrived.

The army of five million, led by a saint powerhouse, formed a battle formation with a hundred Heaven Realm powerhouses, and kept chasing after Han Muye and them.

It's just that they didn't expect that there would be such endless wealth here!

If they had known that there would be a treasure house of the Divine Court here, they would have sent a large army to assemble, not just this few people to follow.

Mistaken!

The yellow fat tiger stepped out in one step, and shouted in his mouth: "Formation." ”

The voice fell.

The sword is formed.

The sword flashed.

The long line is out.

This is the Sword Formation!

At this moment, between heaven and earth, there is only sword energy rushing into the sky, and thousands of miles are magnificent!

The brilliant aura was shattered by the sword light, and the sword array of the three million sword cultivators was like a sleeping dragon awakening in an instant.

This is a force that cannot be suppressed by this heaven and earth!

"Boom-"

The sword path dragon roared, shattering the heavenly dome, attracting endless sword intent, and killing the immortal powerhouse that ushered in.

Whether it is a saint or a heavenly realm, after a sword, only the pillar of light with broken spiritual light remains.

The sword light dragon slashed through the million-mile heavenly dome, and the thirty stars were directly split in half!

The entire heaven and earth shook, and those Dao Ancestors who witnessed the Dao dispute were all pale, and the aura on their bodies burst out.

The land of Dao contention is attracted by the power of sword light, and it is necessary to break through the power suppression!

This is a covenant to conclude the power of heaven and earth, if the power suppression is broken, these Dao ancestors will be devoured.

"Crazy, this guy is really crazy!" There was a red-faced Dao Ancestor roaring wildly, and his whole body was intertwined, and he tried his best to stabilize the suppression of heaven and earth.

All Dao Ancestors have stimulated their own power to maintain this heaven and earth.

At this moment, the power of the Dao Contention Land was agitated, and it seemed that it was about to be completely shattered.

The sword light dragon turned into a long sword, and the sword body pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The sword condensed into a giant tree that reached the sky, emitting a verdant fairy light.

The sword is here, and no one dares to move.

The power of three million sword cultivators shook the heavens and the earth.

The army of the fairy world was directly dispersed.

It's just one hit.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, he looked at the small building in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and pressed down his palm.

"Hum—"

In the small building, a spear flew out, directly slammed into Han Muye's palm, and flew towards the sky.

The spear was so fast that it was impossible to catch.

"Thorn-"

The spear had shattered a fragment of meteorite and appeared a hundred miles away.

"Definitely."

Bai Wuxian let out a low cry, and the colorful light on his body shrouded the spear.

The spear was just a blow, and it immediately broke free from the suppression.

However, there was no trace of Bai Wuxian to make a move, and Han Muye's figure also flew in front of the spear.

He reached out and grabbed the spear.

"Bang-"

The spear trembled, shaking his palm open.

Even the power of hegemony has not been able to be directly suppressed!

"Xianbao!"

In the void, the Dao Ancestor Overhaul, who was still a little reserved, couldn't help it anymore, and his thoughts were intertwined, and he couldn't wait to come in person.

"Boom-"

Three streamers attacked Han Muye from three places.

It was a major overhaul of the three gods.

In the land of Dao contention, the power of the gods is already the top.

Han Muye held a spear in one hand, and his eyes flashed with a gleam.

The treasures are moving, and even the Dao Ancestor is also moving.

In the future, this place of contention will be even more dangerous.

After today, there will be countless strong people who will come to join the two sides of Tianxuan and Immortal.

The land of contention has completely become a whirlpool.

Holding the spear in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand, and the long sword in the Wanhe sword box was unsheathed.

The sword light swayed, directly shattering the three spiritual rays.

"Phaseless."

The long sword appeared in front of a god overhaul wearing a green robe with a pale red halo on his head and face.

This sword was too fast, and the god overhaul didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only intertwine his aura and treasure light, turning into a defense, blocking the long sword.

"Thorn-"

All the aura was torn apart like white paper.

The long sword slashed at the waist of the Transformation God Overhaul, bringing up a puddle of golden blood.

The sword light left in an instant, and the god of transformation turned pale, turned around and left.

There was an irresistible divine soul power in this sword, which seemed to only hurt his body, but in fact, it had broken his divine soul defense.

If he doesn't leave at this time, his spirit will be lost, and he won't be able to leave.

A sword, overhaul the wounded god.

This is Tianxuan Han Xiang.

In this world, there should be a place for Han Muye.

The hand pressed the immortal treasure spear, and the long sword turned into a phaseless, and the shock was wrapped around the body.

Behind it, there is the shadow of the sword that reaches the sky, and below, three million swords are cultivated into a formation.

At this moment, Han Muye stood proudly for nine days, like an immortal!

What if the saints of the fairy world come, can they fight?

Countless cultivators below looked up, only to feel their hearts surging.

This Tianxuan Han Xiang is so strong that he can only look up.

Tianxuan has him, why worry about it?

"Immortals."

Below, someone whispered.

"Immortals."

Someone shouted.

"Immortals—"

Countless voices converge.

At this moment, the remaining two Transformation God Overhauls who were originally about to make a move retreated in panic.

Morale is like a rainbow, and it collapses without a fight.

They have no chance of winning, and if they don't retreat, their lives will be surrendered here.

The Great Cultivator of the Transformation God fled, and the momentum of the Tianxuan cultivators reached its peak, and the qi, blood, and spiritual energy transformed into a million-zhang long dragon, looking up to the sky and hissing.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the Immortal Treasure spear directly crashed into the blood dragon.

This immortal treasure rolled and wanted to escape, but it was suppressed and devoured by the qi and blood dragon.

One by one, the qi and blood were infused, the aura was washed, and the spirit of the fairy treasure slowly fell silent.

When the blood dragon dissipated, the phantom of a thousand-foot spear floated in the air.

"Tianxuan Han Xiang actually took out this immortal treasure and made it a treasure that everyone can use......" In the void, someone whispered.

"With such qi and blood refining, the people of Tianxuan can use this treasure, as long as the strength is enough, this treasure can kill strong enemies, it is really magnificent!"

Take out a fairy treasure that is difficult to find in the world and become a treasure that everyone on the Tianxuan side can make.

Who in the cultivation world can be so generous?

A hundred birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand.

Practitioners are selfish, who would give the treasure to outsiders?

But Han Muye can do it.

From now on, this Immortal Treasure Spear will become the treasure of the Tianxuan Town Realm.

All the Heavenly Xuan cultivators looked at Han Muye again, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

Who wouldn't want to follow such a strong man?

Cultivators are also Mu Qiang.

At this moment, everyone believed that Han Muye could lead them to the top.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he looked up at the front of the heavenly dome.

Over there, there was a flash of inspiration.

"Hum—"

A sword light pierced through the void.

Sword Cultivation.

One after another, the sword light condensed into a line, piercing the void.

When these sword cultivators flew down to the land of contention, what they saw was a long sword that crossed the heavens and the earth, a spear of a thousand phantoms, and a military array, and they were full of blood and blood.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on the white-clothed sword box, standing in the air.

"Gu Gongzi ......"

The sword cultivation of the million Qingyou realm entered the realm, and what he saw was Han Muye standing in the sky.

"Welcome to the Land of Dao Contention, my Tianxuan World will be your backing in the future."

Han Muye's voice fluttered and spread thousands of miles.

"Here, I am Han Muye, the minister of the Tianxuan Kingdom."

Those sword cultivators who had accepted the employment of the Qingyou Realm glanced at each other and bowed.

"Meet Han Xiang."

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and said, "Give you an hour to collect the treasures scattered here, and after an hour, this image will take you back." ”

Gather up the treasure?

In the surrounding void, there seemed to be a spiritual light. The group of sword cultivators scattered suspiciously.

"! Wan Zijin, Lao Tzu sent it! It's really fake! ”

"Oh my God, is this going to be a dream? Is it? Am I dreaming? ”

The sound of exclamation came, and one by one sword cultivators frantically rummaged through the surrounding fragments, eager to scrape the ground.

Han Muye stood silently in the void, those sword cultivators and Dao Sect cultivators, as well as the great demons of the Southern Wilderness, all had flat expressions.

It's like, as if looking at a group of beggars.

It's all left over from everyone, what good things can be?

How many millions of spiritual materials are a piece of spiritual material?

Occasionally a thousand spirit beads?

Is this something worth shouting so loudly?

Yokel.

An hour later, these sword cultivators reluctantly gathered back.

An army of millions, loose formations, stretching for hundreds of miles.

They were all excited, and almost every one of them had something to gain.

Even if you just pick up some leftovers, it's worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones!

The land of contention is really a blessed land that is hard to find in the world!

At this moment, all the sword cultivators hired from the Qingyou Realm had a strange sense of belonging.

It's as if this is their home.

Treasures everywhere, where you can pick up spirit stones, no wonder there will be disputes here.

"Let's go."

Han Muye waved his hand and led the army mightily.

All the cultivators followed him with excitement and excitement on their faces.

The newcomers to the Qingyou Realm Sword Cultivator were all curious to inquire about the affairs of the Tianxuan World.

The uncontrollable joy in the hearts of all parties in Tianxuan also needs to be shared with others.

In the void, those Dao Ancestors all looked at it depressedly.

A treasure house of the Divine Court, this Tianxuan Han Xiang's net worth, I'm afraid it can't be compared to the sum of the net worth of the seven or eight Dao Ancestors present.

Who is the Dao Ancestor?

The army marched forward, and the fairy world wanted to stop but couldn't stop it.

Who would have thought that Han Muye would lead the army around in order to obtain the Divine Court Treasure Treasury?

At this time, even if the army is assembled and the strong are united, it will be too late.

Everyone could only watch as Han Muye led the army to return again.

"By the way, the Daoists of the Jinnan Star Domain are also coming soon, right?" Han Muye, who was flying away, looked at Tao Zhixing and the others.

Tao Zhixing and the few people behind him nodded with a wry smile.

On this trip, they also got an unimaginable treasure.

If you take out any of the spiritual materials you collect, you can practice for your own life.

These days, they all feel like their minds are going to be lost.

Confucianism and Taoism should have been Qing Xiu......

Fortunately, they are not ascetic monks.

"Han Xiang, the Confucian cultivators of the Jinnan Star Domain have already gone to the marked location we left as agreed, and as long as we get in touch, they will enter the land of Dao contention."

Tao Zhixing arched his hand and spoke.

Thinking of the net worth he has accumulated now, it is a pity that there are no Confucian cultivators in the Jinnan Star Domain, and Tao Zhixing is a little ashamed.

"Okay, then let's go pick up the Daoists of the Jinnan Star Domain and go back to Tianxuan together."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he asked Tao Zhixing to lead everyone in the direction where the Confucian and Taoist cultivators of the Jinnan Star Domain came from.

Three days later, the void cracked, and millions of Confucian and Taoist practitioners stepped into the air.

Of these millions of Confucian cultivators, there are 8,000 in the Heavenly Realm, and the lowest among the other Confucian and Taoist students are in the Earth Realm.

The Confucianism and Taoism in the Jinnan Star Domain are prosperous, and these million Confucian cultivators are only a small part of them.

The three Confucianism, Taoism and half-saints who led the team were all cultivated to the extreme, and their words followed the law, causing the power of heaven and earth to vibrate.

"Zhou Dunyu has seen Han Xiang."

"Guo Yang has seen Tianxuan Han Xiang."

"Lin Zhi has seen Han Xiang."

Three Confucian and Taoist half-saint cultivators in green robes bowed to Han Muye.

Tao Zhixing had already introduced them to them, and Jinnan Confucianism didn't expect that there would be such a big battle to greet them today.

They also thought that millions of Confucian cultivators were coming, and the three demi-saint leaders could shock Tianxuan.

But now, it seems, is it yourself who is shocked?

Those sword cultivators who are surging with sword energy, as well as the big demons who are shining with demon light, and there are many strong people in the Dao Sect.

Tianxuan is so strong, he seems to have nothing to do when he comes here, right?

Han Muye's gaze swept over the three half-saint great confucians, and then looked at the millions of Confucian cultivators.

He didn't expect that there would be so many Confucian and Taoist cultivators in the Jinnan Star Domain.

"It's all here, why don't you take you to the fairy world?" Han Muye's expression was indifferent, as if he was going to the market to take a walk.

The three Confucian and Taoist cultivators were stunned for a moment, and when they turned their heads, they saw the green light in the eyes of Tao Zhixing and those Confucian and Taoist cultivators behind them.

How did these first Jinnan Star Domain Confucian and Taoist overhauls become so corrupt?

In the Tianxuan world, is life so hard?

Everyone looked at each other, and their hearts sank slightly.

"The guest is as good as the host, then go with Han Xiang."

Zhou Dunyu spoke in a low voice.