The forces of the world, time and space, have been intertwined to encompass all the forces of the world.

This is a power that is more direct and domineering than cause and effect and reincarnation.

Under this sword, there is no possibility of dodging.

This sword is the pinnacle of the power of the sword in this realm!

In front of such a sword, not to mention Han Muye, even a Heavenly Venerable, he could only watch the sword smash itself!

This is the absolute power of kendo!

Han Muye stood there in a daze, his body seemed to be completely imprisoned, and he couldn't resist at all.

But in his divine hide, the sword light lit up!

As a sword cultivator, the sword is the head, then the sword is out!

The speed of consciousness feedback is not as fast as the speed of the sword's slash.

The consciousness of the sword is formed, and the sword of the divine soul has already acted.

This is a sword cultivator who has condensed into a sword path primordial god.

The sword is the man, and the man is the sword.

Life has been made together with the sword.

The sword shadow that penetrated through the Shenzang and Qi Sea Dantian directly met and collided with the sword that was cut off on the spot.

"When—"

A crisp sword groan sounded, and Han Muye's Yuan Shen Sword shattered.

The sword of the primordial god that he had condensed into an entity did not have the slightest power to resist before that sword that transcended time and space.

This is the crushing of the power of the sword, and Han Muye's sword path primordial god and the sword of that sword are separated by countless thousands of miles.

His soul was shocked, and it seemed to be shaken, turning into nothingness.

A sword.

Han Muye's soul was directly shattered and on the verge of death.

But in the next moment, his consciousness returned.

It seems that the moment of life and death just now is just an illusion.

In his divine hide, there is nothing but his own Divine Soul Sword.

In front of him, there was nothing but the sword pill he held in his palm.

The sword before never seemed to be cut off.

"Time and space are controlled at the same time, is there really such a strong person in the world?" Han Muye's eyes narrowed, looking at the sword pill in his palm.

He knew that a sword had slashed his soul just now.

But after that sword, he used the means of going back in time to restore his soul.

This kind of power is the first time Han Muye has seen it.

Life and death, not by yourself.

He couldn't imagine what kind of strong man could control.

In the face of such a strong man, who can be undefeated?

Sword, it turns out that it can be used like this!

At this moment, the sword qi on Han Muye's body surged.

All the sword qi shook, and his Yuan Shen Sword appeared behind him, and the sword intent on it staggered, turning into a stream of spiritual light.

That ancient kendo powerhouse probably couldn't have imagined that Han Muye had a full-level comprehension and could deduce the power contained in that sword.

The aura on Han Muye's body was rapidly consumed, and in an instant, his Yuan Shen Sword was as thin as paper.

But the next moment, pieces of top-grade spirit stones appeared around him.

The top-grade spirit stone exploded with a bang, turning into a magnificent aura that enveloped his body.

The incomparably precious top-grade spirit stone showed its value, quickly replenishing the consumption of his primordial spirit.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and his hand grasped the sword pill.

A sword qi poured into the sword pill, and the sword that shattered the divine soul reappeared.

"Boom-"

His spirit shattered again under the sword, and then recovered.

This time, his primordial spirit was a little more condensed than before.

"Between life and death, there is a great terror and a great harvest." Han Muye muttered in his mouth, a look of surprise on his face.

Life and death cut off cause and effect!

Death and life prevent reincarnation!

Every time this transition between life and death is to eliminate the obstacles of the power of reincarnation.

If it weren't for the land of Dao contention, at this time, Han Muye would have directly broken through the transformation of the gods, went straight to cause and effect, stepped through reincarnation, and became a sword saint.

With a chuckle, there were a bunch of top-grade spirit stones around Han Muye.

This is the real practice.

Isn't accumulating wealth just for today?

The sword aura permeated, straight into the sword pill.

This time, Han Muye didn't wait for that sword to appear, and directly greeted it with the sword of the primordial god.

He is in control of cause and effect, and he can already predict cause and effect before it appears.

The sword qi is infused with the sword pill, and then that sword appears, isn't this cause and effect?

"When—"

It was still the Yuan Shen who was scattered without hindrance, but Han Muye saw the figure of the person who drew the sword.

The green robe, cold, that sword, is endlessly magnificent.

"Yuan Tian Sword Venerable ......"

Until his soul recovered, Han Muye's face was still dazed.

How could Yuan Tian Sword Venerable master such a sword?

Although Yuan Tian Jianzun's sword cultivation is superb, he is far from being able to cut through time and space with one sword.

Moreover, this sword is clearly left from ancient times.

"Yuan Tian, Yuan Tian, Sword Venerable, Sword God ......" Han Muye's eyes were shocked.

In the Yuantian Realm, there was a great sword cultivator who achieved the god of swordsmanship, surpassed the realm of Tianzun, and then broke through the sky, set foot in the fairy realm, and never returned.

This sword pill is the inheritance of the Yuantian Sword God!

But what about Yuan Tian Jianzun?

Han Muye didn't know.

After seeing this sword that traveled through time and space, he was more in awe of the world's cultivation.

It turns out that he still has a long, long way to go.

With a flash of inspiration, his figure was wrapped in the light of the Dao Dao's formation and disappeared.

No one knows where he went.

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Immortal Source World, the void beyond the Nine Heavens and Regions.

Han Muye, dressed in a white shirt, sat on a huge chariot pulled by a void beast, and on either side of the chariot was a sword cultivator wearing a green robe and covered with green armor.

The lowest cultivation level of these sword cultivators is the Jindan Triple.

But none of their cultivation has stepped into the heavenly realm.

Han Muye, who incarnated as Gu Yuening, came to the Immortal Source World to find Yuan Tian Sword Venerable, and did not lead the strongest force in the Late Ming City.

Those sword cultivators still need to be slowly trained, and then go to the land of Dao Struggle.

Even if the land of Dao Contention was destined to be sacrificed, Han Muye would not give up.

The land of death and life, the avenue of life.

The more he comprehended that sword, the more determined Han Muye's heart became.

"Childe, there is a fight ahead."

Someone reported before the carriage.

Han Muye, who was sitting upright, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the void in front of him.

Hundreds of miles away, sword light and spiritual light are intertwined.

Several kendo practitioners were surrounded by a group of Dao practitioners.

Originally, Han Muye didn't need to care about such things, along the way, he had already encountered countless battles in the void.

From before arriving at the Nine Heavens and Earths of the Immortal Source World, for several months, he had searched many places with the mark left by Yuan Tian Sword Venerable, but he had not found the slightest.

This time, he saw a silver lining.

Raising his hand, a sword light flew down a hundred miles away.

"When—"

The long sword roared, directly sweeping away all the spiritual light.

The group of Dao Sect cultivators retreated sharply, their faces solemn.

"On the fifth day, the Mingyuan Dao Sect captured the rebellion here, who stopped it?" The spiritual light flashed in the hand of the Taoist who stood first, and a dark golden chess piece was constantly shuttling.

This is a superb spiritual weapon, a semi-magic weapon, and it already has its own spirituality.

With this treasure, this half-step Heavenly Realm Daoist could rival the Heavenly Realm Yuanying Triple Powerhouse.

The Immortal Source World is vast and prosperous, but the Heavenly Realm is still the Heavenly Realm.

The Heavenly Realm is in the Immortal Source World, and it also belongs to the category of the strong.

The three surrounded sword cultivators were pale, looking around, their bodies were turbulent, and they were obviously injured.

"Hum—"

The floating sword resounded.

There was sword qi on the sword and it began to fluctuate.

The leader of the Mingyuan Dao Sect sneered, raised his hand, and retreated sharply.

The others retreated.

The three sword cultivators who were surrounded breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the long sword: "The disciples of the Guangyuan Sword Sect thank the seniors for their rescue." ”

The sword shook and turned into a streamer.

The three sword cultivators turned around and watched a chariot step into the void.

"My son-in-law is the young master of the Gu family in the Qingyou Realm Chenyue Star Late Ming City, and he came to the Xianyuan World to find friends." The young man Jian Xiu, who was standing in front of the chariot, stepped forward and spoke lightly.

Qingyou realm?

The young master of the Late Ming City?

Is there any place in this world that can compare to the Immortal Source World?

The three Guangyuan Sword Sect disciples glanced at each other, if it weren't for the other party's help to help the three of them break the siege, they were afraid that they would turn around and leave.

The leading disciple arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "Gu Gongzi, the Mingyuan Dao Sect is a force in the Fifth Heaven, and there are Daomen Semi-Saints in the Gate, and it is also related to many Dao Sect Sects. ”

"We keep today's life-saving grace in our hearts, and Gu Gongzi please leave first."

I thought it was a rescue from a strong sword sect in the Xianyuan World, but I didn't expect it to be just a person from an inconspicuous family in another realm.

How could such a person resist the massive attack on the fifth day?

It's better to let the other party go first, the three of them are here, even if they die, they won't affect others.

"Guangyuan Sword Sect?" Han Muye's eyes revealed a trace of sword light, and he said lightly: "Is your swordsmanship a sect inheritance?" ”

Swordplay?

The Guangyuan Sword Sect disciple who had spoken out before raised his head and looked at Han Muye sitting on the frame, his brows furrowed slightly.

Han Muye didn't show any strong strength, and he looked young.

The appearance of the guard is indeed a noble son of the family.

"Gu Gongzi, of course the swordsmanship we are cultivating is the inheritance of the sect."

He nodded patiently.

"Okay, lead me to the Guangyuan Sword Sect." Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he spoke lightly.

Go to Guangyuan Sword Sect?

The disciple's face changed, and the other two stepped forward.

The three of them stood in a zigzag shape, and the sword in their hands was unsheathed.

"It's not a secret that my Guangyuan Sword Sect Mountain Gate, there are many people in the Immortal Source World who want to destroy my sect, but there are not many who really dare to go."

"Childe really wants to go?"

The three of them had wariness in their eyes.

The formation of the three of them was just standing, and there was already a trace of strangeness in the sword cultivation eyes on both sides of Han Muye's frame.

Three-star sword formation.

This is not the most basic formation of the Zhou Tian Sword Formation taught by his own son?

Could it be that the Guangyuan Sword Sect is the friend that his son-in-law is looking for?

"Lead the way." Han Muye didn't explain, just waved his hand lightly.

The three Jindan disciples couldn't have known too many secrets.

Han Muye only needed to determine where Yuan Tian Sword Venerable was.

His main body retreated, constantly perceiving the sword that traveled through time and space, and the power of his divine beast clone was constantly changing at the moment.

The power of the Dao Contention Land will be suppressed, but here, it is the Immortal Source World.

His body can't exert the power of comprehension in the land of Dao Struggle, but this divine beast clone can.

At this moment, the realm of his ontological comprehension was constantly merging with the clone, causing a strange void to appear around him.

This made his form seem a little illusory.

Quietly comprehending the change in strength, if it weren't for the people of the Guangyuan Sword Sect, he wouldn't have bothered to make a sound.

The three Guangyuan Sword Sect disciples glanced at each other, muttered, and turned to leave.

Whether it is the son of the Qingyou Realm family or the guards accompanying him, he has an incomprehensible power.

The fighting power of these people is extraordinary.

Of course, if these people want to be enemies of their own sect, it is far from enough.

The Guangyuan Sword Sect is a gathering place for the world's rebel sword cultivators.

Even if it is a major sect in the Immortal Source World, it must be feared.

Maybe these people are also going to join their own sect?

They led the way cautiously ahead, occasionally traversing meteorite-strewn terrain.

Sometimes, there are several circles around a certain star.

Han Muye didn't care, he just sat in the chariot.

The four hundred Jin Dan sword cultivators who accompanied him were only cautious guards and did not do anything else.

In seven days, they had traveled a million miles and crossed three stars.

When the group flew over a rocky void, there was a bright light ahead.

"The people of the Daomen." The leading disciple of the Guangyuan Sword Sect shouted.

His name was Zhang Qi, and the other two disciples were named Wu Cheng and Song Ziyuan.

They all clashed with the Daomen when they completed the sect's mission, and then they were hunted down.

In fact, even if they don't have a conflict with the Daomen, they will be hunted down.

The Guangyuan Sword Sect has taken in too many unorthodox sword cultivators, and many of them are wanted by various sects.

In the entire Guangyuan Sword Sect, seventy percent of the disciples are all rebels wanted by various sects in the Xianyuan World.

"Boom-"

A net of light descended from the head.

The network of light transformed by the spiritual light shrouded three sides, and the spiritual light surging on it made people's scalps tingle.

"Hurry back!"

Zhang Qi let out a low shout, and Song Ziyuan behind him floated their swords in the air and went to the gravel behind them.

But Han Muye's frame didn't move at all.

All the sword repairs of the guard frame are all holding the sword with their hands raised, and their movements are neat to the extreme.

Han Muye's originally narrowed eyes slowly opened, but instead of looking ahead, he looked in another direction.

"Thorn-"

A sword light rose from the left front, and the sword light was so brilliant that it tore apart the light net.

A white-haired Taoist who was mopping the ground with a long sword in his hand had blood-colored killing intent in his eyes.

"100,000 miles away from Guangyuan Mountain to intercept and kill my Guangyuan Sword Sect disciples, how much does this look down on my Guangyuan Sword Sect?"

The Daoist's gaze fell on the Dao figure behind the light net.

The long sword in his hand was raised, and he lightly clicked: "Fuming Dao Sect, Mu Han Immortal Sect, Qiyun Dao Temple, well, they are all the forces of the Five Heavens." ”

"It seems that Poor Dao wants to let the same door go to the Five Heavens and go to your mountain gate for a visit."

The words of the Daoist made the faces of those Dao Sect cultivators change.

"Zhuge Lu, you should know the rules of the Xianyuan World, and the wanted task has nothing to do with the sect." A Taoist in a gossip robe spoke in a low voice.

The aura of those Dao masters behind him rose one by one and condensed into one.

The Guangyuan Sword Sect Daoist named Zhuge Lu snorted coldly, his gaze turned to Han Muye and the sword cultivator of the guard, and then crossed the frame and looked at the chaotic stone void.

"Surrounding three queyi, I can't see through such a simple method, it's really a shame for my Guangyuan Sword Sect."

The voice of the Taoist fell, and the sword in his hand was swung directly.

"Boom-"

The sword turned into a dragon, directly smashed the rocks, wrapped Zhang Qi and the three of them, and pulled them in front of him.

The dragon of sword light swept over, and several Dao Sect masters in black robes stood there in the chaos of stones, their faces full of embarrassment.

"Zhuge Lu, the majesty of my Dao Gate will never be trampled on."

"Your Guangyuan Sword Sect has done a lot of evil, and there will be evil retribution in the end."

"Wait, you wait."

Those Daomen people left cruel words, but their figures slowly retreated.

Zhuge Lu had a sneer on his face, and stood there, watching these Daomen people leave.

Waiting for the people of the Dao Sect to walk away, he glanced at Han Muye and them, then glared at Zhang Qi and the three of them, waved his sleeves and said, "Okay, go back to the sect." ”

Zhang Qi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words.

Zhuge Lu frowned, and slowly turned his head: "You guys, want to go to my Guangyuan Sword Sect?" ”

On his body, the fierce sword intent exploded.

In an instant, the radius was thousand, and the sword light seemed to shoot through everything.

A coercion belonging to the Heavenly Realm Out-of-Body Overhaul descended from the sky and pressed towards the top of Han Muye's head.

"Cangchang—"

The sword flashed.