Han Muye came to find Huang Lao Liu for a serious matter.

The current situation in the land of Dao contention seems to be a general dispute, but in fact, it depends on whether it will be sacrificed in the end.

If those powerful people were determined to sacrifice this land of thousands of miles in exchange for the power to uncover the feudal town and ascend to Sendai, all their calculations and plans would be in vain.

For those powers who have survived since ancient times, no one or anything is as important as their path to immortality.

It's not that the exercises they practice are emotional, but that they have lived too long, and there are not many people and things worth their attention to.

"In other words, we have to find a way to let these old things know that if they want to sacrifice this world, they will have to pay a heavy price." Huang Lao Liu's words were domineering.

It seems that the Great Sage of Stepping on the Sky is not in vain, and he can see through the essence of things at a glance.

What he said was also what Han Muye and Dang Wuwu were doing with their best now.

"In this case, it's better to bring a few old guys into the game." Huang Lao Liu looked at the streamer in the distance and said in a deep voice: "These people can't be attracted by treasures alone. ”

Indeed, even if the Divine Court Treasury was opened this time and countless powerhouses gathered, it did not attract those top powerhouses to enter the game.

Tianzun and Dao Ancestors are basically disciples or descendants of the sect.

Of the big sects in the last three days, none of the real powerhouses were present.

Perhaps, they are not interested in the treasures here.

Or perhaps, their intention to sacrifice this place was still very strong.

"At present, it is not easy to attract strong people into the game." Han Muye shook his head, with a hint of emotion on his face.

The Divine Court Treasury, the Divine Emperor's sword, these are already the most valuable things he can take out.

Hearing his words, Huang Lao Liu laughed and said: "Brother, you, you have been cultivating Confucianism and Taoism for a long time, and everything must be happy, and you must not leak a drop of water." ”

"Actually, how can there be so many worries about things in this world?"

Han Muye did not refute his words.

His cultivation path is mainly based on the way of the sword, supplemented by various cultivation methods of other Dan Dao and Confucianism, and the progress of his cultivation is fast, but he is not really enterprising.

Whether it was in Western Xinjiang or Zhongzhou, after the succession of Tianxuan and the battle with the fairies, he did not fight to the death, leaving no room for improvement, but more of a harmonious and wealthy man.

"In my opinion, I will directly take down the fairy spirit with all my strength, and then sweep this land of thousands of miles, and there will be nearly thirty years before the end of the Dao Battle, thirty years of full accumulation, and I can also have the power to fight."

Huang Lao Liu's eyes revealed the intent of war, and he said in a low voice: "It's a big deal to have a demon-stained world, let this ten thousand miles of heaven and earth become a demon domain, and see how they sacrifice." ”

"Even if it's a sacrifice, it can only attract the Endless Demon Dao."

The great monk in front of him who was surging with demonic intent was no longer the Huang Lao Liu who only wanted to live a mortal life in Jinyang City.

At this time, Huang Lao Liu's words revealed the indifference of the superiors, and also carried the decisiveness that the decision-maker should have.

Han Muye felt that he didn't see through it as well as the sixth brother.

All allies, whether they are traded, are just a combination of interests.

It is impossible to rely on these people to fight against the power hidden behind them.

Even if it was Endless Heavenly Venerable, it was impossible for him to really fight to the death.

The more you live, the more you cherish your life.

"There is no possibility of compromise, since these great powers have moved the mind of opening the Ascension Immortal Terrace, the more you block him from opening, the more he will have to open it."

"The more obstruction, the more obsession."

Huang Lao Liu's voice was fierce, the demonic energy on his body was constricted, and his eyes were deep.

"The only way is to let them drive and let them die."

Speaking of this, he paused and said in a low voice: "I suspect that the sacrifice of this heaven and earth may be deliberate by these powers, just to tempt. ”

Test the reaction of the fairy world, and test whether the fairy world has changed after so many years.

Han Muye glanced at Huang Lao Liu, Huang Lao Liu at this time was extremely wise and calm.

"In the place of the Ancestral Demon Star, if you don't go crazy, you will die a long time ago."

"If you were really crazy, you would have died."

Huang Lao Liu seemed to understand what Han Muye was thinking, and whispered in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded.

Only after everyone has walked the road can they know the difficulty of cultivation in this world.

Knowing that what Huang Lao Liu said was right, gathering all the forces of this side, entangled in it, and then confronting those powers, this is the way.

But Han Muye still won't choose this path.

Because, there is no chance of winning.

He had seen the wood god make a move, and he had seen that palm shatter the divine court.

In the face of such power, no amount of calculation is in vain.

If you can't face the fight head-on, you can only take a detour.

"Hehe, I know brother, you have an idea." Huang Lao Liu laughed and looked at Han Muye.

"You can't really do what I say you have until you have to."

"What's more, aren't there still Wenxiang them?"

"There's always a way."

Huang Lao Liu said, with a smile on his face, and turned his head to look at Huang Zhihu.

"I'll take this girl to hone and temper again, but she still fights too little against the strong."

After Huang Zhihu practiced, he sharpened a lot, but as Huang Lao Liu said, he rarely fought to the death with the strong.

She has had many guards around her since she was a child, and later she was in charge of Xuanyang Guard, carrying tens of millions of sword cultivators with her, and the power of the battle array is monstrous, why do you need to fight to the death?

Huang Lao Liu killed from the bottom to the top in the demon path, but he was full of evil spirits.

In Huang Laoliu's view, only his own strength is fundamental.

How does Huang Lao Liu teach his daughter, Han Muye doesn't have much power at this time.

Teach Huang Zhihu well, and now return it to Huang Lao Liu, he has done his best, how can he interfere at this time.

However, seeing Huang Zhihu standing aside, Han Muye still took out a magic weapon sword, and put all kinds of spiritual materials and elixir pills in a small pocket and handed them over.

Huang Lao Liu wants to play Yan's father, that's his business, and he can't control his father-in-law if he loves his daughter, right?

Cloud satin smacked his lips enviously on the side.

Sure enough, there is still a good father.

"Sixth brother, this social plot is a treasure, but it is contaminated with resentment, and it is difficult to exert much power in it."

"Let's see if you can sacrifice with demonic means."

Taking out the scroll he had obtained from Zhou Bangyu, the guard of the Divine Court Treasure House, Han Muye handed it to Huang Lao Liu.

Treasure.

There are few treasures in the world that can be called supreme.

Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hand to take the scroll, and his brows furrowed.

On his body, the constricting demonic intent soared, and a demon dragon roared and rushed into the scroll.

In an instant, the entire three thousand miles of sealed heaven and earth was swept away by demonic intent, and the power of Senhan seemed to swallow the entire heaven and earth.

The scroll wrapped in the dragon slowly unfolded.

The mountains and rivers on the original picture scroll have turned into the shadows of demon dragons.

The social diagram has become a magic dragon diagram.

"Okay."

"Good baby."

Holding the scroll in his hand, Huang Laoliu's eyes flashed.

"With this treasure, I can exert a hundred times my combat power, even if it is Tianzun, I can also cut it."

Speaking of this, he grabbed the scroll and said, "Why don't I behead that Shadow Heavenly Venerable?" ”

Chop Zhao Zhenghe?

How can you cut it if you only invest it yourself?

Han Muye shook his head and said, "Sixth brother, you still have to refine this treasure well, and be more familiar with the mysteries." ”

"Anything else, just let it be."

Hearing his words, Huang Lao Liu laughed and put away the scroll.

"Cheng, I see."

Obviously, Zhao Zhenghe is also part of Han Muye's calculations.

Seeing Han Muye flying away, Huang Laoliu shook his head.

When he was in the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was the kind of long-sleeved and good at dancing, and his reputation spread all over Jiuxuan Mountain.

In his opinion, this method is not bad, but it is really useful for such a great power that stands at the top of this realm?

"Let's go, Dad will take you to find a few more kendo masters to feed you." Huang Lao Liu looked at Huang Fat Tiger and Yun Satin, and raised his hand with a wave.

Don't care about how Han Muye arranges it, he will accompany his daughter more, anyway, if he really wants to fight, he will go all out.

With his great power to step on the sky, coupled with the supreme treasure in his hand, not many people can help him.

Han Muye flew away, but in a moment, he found the sevenfold sword tower scattered on the corner of a meteorite.

It's just that at this time, in front of the Sword Tower, there are already eight cultivators.

The sword tower has a cyan streamer shining on it, and in order to get the sword tower, you need to scatter the streamer.

If you don't have the method of heart refining, you can only come hard.

At this time, these eight sword cultivators shot separately, and the sword in their hands collided with the streamer in front of them, and the broken blue light overflowed.

Seeing Han Muye arrive, the eight people were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other.

"This fellow Daoist, since he is here, then the seekers have a share, and work together to break this attic, what treasures are there, let's rely on chance." A black-robed Taoist spoke in a low voice.

The sword light in his hand kept stopping, leading to a cyan streamer, constantly exclining.

"Yes, the Divine Court Treasury is open, and all the treasures are obtained by chance."

"Since I saw it, it was chance."

Several people around also spoke.

Obviously, they used the seven-story sword tower as an object to store treasures.

Han Muye pondered for a moment, nodded, and then flew forward, raised his hand to draw out the sword in the sword box, and stabbed out with a sword.

The light of this sword is also bright, and the power displayed is similar to that of those people.

It's all the power of the gods.

The eight looked at each other with a relieved expression on their faces.

"Everyone, work hard, if there are a few more people, the treasures may not be enough." As he spoke, the Daoist who spoke up before stabbed out the sword in his hand at a rapid pace.

Others increased their speed and power by three points.

In fact, if he could break the Sevenfold Sword Tower with this means, it would be impossible for the Sword Pavilion to become the head of the Sword Dao in the last three days.

The swords of the eight of them were in front of the sword tower, and they were just competing with the remnants of the formation that swirled outside the sword tower.

In the eyes of these eight people, they thought they were breaking the sword tower to defend.

Han Muye stabbed out with a sword, and a trace of immortal patterns flashed on the blade that was difficult for outsiders to see, and the blade of the sword passed through the cyan streamer, and a trace of immortal patterns collided on the sword tower.

At the bottom of the sword tower, a faint spiritual light rose.

This aura is faint, and no one cares.

Han Muye stabbed out with a sword, and then retracted the sword, which was another swordsmanship.

The nine-story sword tower can be refined, and then a seven-story sword tower can be refined, and it is familiar with the road.

Dao sword light penetrated into the sword tower, and the bottom layer of the sword tower began to slowly light up.

In the eyes of several other people, Han Muye was deliberately hiding his identity and strength, so he would perform various swordsmanship.

These swordsmanship are not very profound, and their strength is not strong.

They are also happy to see Han Muye hidden, anyway, when this kind of treasure is opened, whoever contributes more will have more opportunities in the end.

Everyone didn't say anything, they all waved their swords in silence.

Before you know it, the third floor of the sword tower has lit up.

Everyone was even more pleased, burying their heads in the sword and waving the sword, and the delivery was faster.

"Hum—"

The fourth floor of the Sword Tower lights up.

The face of the Taoist who was swinging the sword changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Quick, someone is coming." ”

Someone, not a person.

Dozens of figures flew away.

These people are shining with inspiration, and they are obviously all strong.

Most of them are intertwined with the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the power of cause and effect protects the body.

Demi-saint.

The eight Divine Sword cultivators held the sword in their hands, and turned to look at these strong men who flew away.

Their strength can't be stopped.

The competition for treasures is not a dinner party.

Whether you want a treasure or a life, many times it is not a multiple-choice question, but a mandatory question.

Mortal.

It's just that at this time, Han Muye didn't look back, but waved the sword in his hand gently, and one after another sword lights hit the sword tower.

The fourth floor of the sword tower was lit up, and he already had control of most of the sword tower.

With no outsiders snatching it, he has become the owner of this sword tower, and he only needs to refine it slowly.

At most, for the time being, he can't exert the full power of the Sword Tower.

"Boom-"

With a roar, a hundred zhang sword light slashed down from a distance.

Those half-saints and god-transforming powerhouses all looked ugly and didn't dare to turn back.

Their bodies flickered, and they flew away again.

Let's go.

A trace of confusion flashed on the faces of the eight sword cultivators who stood with swords in their hands.

That's it?

"It's Shadow Venerable!" Someone whispered.

The sword light dissipated, three faceless dark guards appeared, and then a figure slowly appeared, who is it not Shadow Heavenly Venerable Zhao Zhenghe?

"Seven-story Sword Pavilion?" Zhao Zhenghe was slightly stunned when he saw the sword tower wrapped in blue light.

As a Heavenly Venerable of the Immortal Source World, he naturally would not be ignorant of the Sword Pavilion.

This seven-story Sword Pavilion is a treasure, and even if it is a Sword Pavilion, only a few powerful people have it.

Taking this seven-layer Sword Pavilion, whether it is to practice by yourself or go to the Sword Pavilion to exchange for treasures, it is a good choice.

Zhao Zhenghe took a step forward.

The eight sword cultivators' faces turned pale, and they all took a step back.

The only one who didn't move was Han Muye.

Han Muye was still facing the Sword Pavilion, waving the long sword in his hand.

Zhao Zhenghe took another step, and the faces of the eight sword cultivators were ugly, and they quickly retreated and flew away.

Treasure or death?

Of course it's a terrible thing.

Zhao Zhenghe chuckled, and his eyes fell on the back of Han Muye, who was still wielding his sword.

Seeing the white clothes of the sword box, he frowned.

"When—"

The Sword Pavilion shook, and the fifth light shone brightly.

"What's the matter, Shadow Heavenly Venerable doesn't go treasure hunting, is he interested in my Sword Pavilion?"

Han Muye didn't look back, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Zhao Zhenghe stiffened.

Han Muye.

Let's just say that this back is familiar.

He glanced at the shining blue sword pavilion, and there was a trace of regret on his face.

Something is good, but it's a pity......

It was impossible for him to grab treasures with Han Muye.

Not to mention the opportunity that Han Muye gave him before, just say that Han Muye is a person, he can't see through it.

The Shadow Celestial Venerable, who has always been cautious, does not do things that he is not sure of.

"Han Xiang, please."

Zhao Zhenghe laughed, his body attracted the faceless secret guard, and left directly.

He caused the sound of wind and thunder, and the roar exploded, spreading all his anger on the guys who were running in front of him.

Han Muye shook his head with a smile, the sword in his hand was shining, and a sword stabbed in front of him.

"Boom-"

Outside the sword tower, the aura was shattered.

The seven-story sword tower, the vibration flickered, and the sword qi roared.