Nine Xuanfeng.

The inheritance of the Heaven Refining Sect.

This mad lion's heart actually came from the place of trial where it was hidden?

No, maybe it's not a place of trial at all.

Han Muye's eyes shone with a deep light.

One of his soul marks remained in the place of trial.

According to what Zhu Yuhe said, after his return, his divine soul imprint did not leave, but continued to practice in the Heaven Refining Sect.

Han Muye didn't know what kind of frenzy this Divine Soul Mark would set off in the Heaven Refining Sect in that world.

But he knows that with his own means, he will not be willing to be ordinary.

There are bright stars everywhere, and you can't be ordinary if you want to be ordinary.

Strength doesn't allow it.

Looking at the heart of the mad lion in front of him, Han Muye was slightly shocked.

It occurred to him that he had a sudden thought.

If you are here, you must know the imprint of the divine soul.

As his own Divine Soul Mark, he will definitely find a way to contact him in the Heaven Refining Sect.

How will you contact yourself?

He watched the image in his mind and finally heard the conversation.

"Have you heard, the peak mainly refines the seven heaven-opening treasures, and it is said that each of them can suppress a cosmic world."

"What's more, among these seven treasures, there is also the peak master's lifelong understanding, as long as you master one, you can live forever and be invincible."

"The peak master of Jiuxuan Peak, the creation of heaven and earth, all things can be refined, the treasures refined by his old man's own hands, I really don't know what kind of power it will have."

The conversation was brief, but it revealed shocking news.

The cultivation of the Nine Xuan Peak Peak Masters has reached an unimaginable realm.

The refining strength of the Nine Xuan Peak Peak Masters has reached a realm that is difficult to touch.

In other words, his own divine soul imprint will be very nourishing in the land of trials.

Han Muye shook his head lightly.

I knew that I wouldn't come back, so why bother to come here to endure hardships, it's not good to stay in the Heaven Refining Sect to call for wind and rain?

His eyes narrowed at the thought of this.

If his divine soul mark gave him a message, it must be hidden in those seven treasures.

Where can I find the seven treasures?

The era that has disappeared in the long river, leaving behind seven treasures, how many can be found now?

Some headaches.

However, these things are in a hurry, so it is better to study this mad lion heart first.

After all, it is the core of a cosmic-level warrior.

Reaching out and pressing the core in front of him that seemed to be beating strongly, the golden streamer wrapped his palm.

A piece of armor slowly wrapped around his body.

It's just an illusory picture.

It's not really a Warframe.

This is the picture that Han Muye saw in his memory and began to restore the Wild Lion Battle Armor.

In the end, his body was covered with a golden battle armor, and the helmet was a lion's mouth, full of aura, and the Dao feathers fit behind his back.

The battle armor has this unimaginable power, according to Han Muye's calculations, if this battle armor is pushed to the extreme, I am afraid that its strength is not much weaker than that of the Flood Desolation Overlord Dragon Crocodile.

Warframes also have a layer of bloodthirsty mania.

With the help of the qi and blood power of the surrounding creatures, all the power is directly pushed to the extreme.

The feather piece on the back can fly away and tear through the void of heaven and earth.

It can also be condensed into a golden long knife.

Universe-level battle armor, in fact, there are not many means.

But purer.

It is the kind of one force that will drop ten times, and one means to the extreme, which is invincible.

If this armor activates its full strength, it can directly sweep through the same rank.

This is the cosmic level.

It's not that Han Muye hasn't seen a cosmic-level treasure.

He had at least two pieces on his hands.

The spear in Muyue Dazun's hand, the black sword in his own hand.

Even his sword box with his body and soul attached to it was still a treasure that surpassed that of a cosmic-level warrior.

The more he saw these treasures, the more he understood the importance of pure power.

This is also the reason why he is now refining his strength more and more.

"This armor has been damaged, only the core remains, and it is not easy to reunite." The Five Elements Divine Furnace on the side whispered and shook his head.

If a cosmic-level soldier wants to repair it, the biggest trouble is that he doesn't have enough treasure spiritual materials.

There is also the fact that it cannot be improved by long-term warming.

"I'm going to put on this lion heart for the God Slayer Golem."

Han Muye's voice made the Golden Bird and Chaos stunned.

"Well, that's a way......" whispered softly with the golden bird's wings fluttering.

Chaos didn't speak, just shook slightly.

As for the Five Elements Divine Furnace, it was slightly turbulent, and there was a hint of envy on his face.

If you replace it with such a core, the God Butcher War Puppet, which is not bad in the first place, can suddenly become a universe-level existence.

"This is the universe-level remnant treasure that Yuanchen Hall wanted to repair at the beginning."

"They also know that it is unlikely that they will repair cosmic-level treasures, so they don't care too much."

Han Muye held the heart of the mad lion in front of him, and his eyes revealed golden light.

"It's a challenge for me to fix this thing......

Repairing a cosmic-level soldier should be the top method of alchemy in the galaxy universe today.

Back then, he could refine cosmic-level soldiers, but now he can only repair them, and only a very small number of refining powerhouses can repair them.

Han Muye did not directly repair this cosmic-level battle core, but collected it.

At present, he does not have enough treasures in his hands, and besides, a complete system is required to cultivate such treasures.

Putting away the treasure, the aura on his body converged, and a golden light enveloped his body.

The Golden Bird and Chaos, as well as the Five Elements Divine Furnace, are all scattered around.

In the light mask, Han Muye's body was surging with blood.

Although he didn't make a move today, he saw the power of the Divine Domain, and he also sensed the brilliance in the Divine Domain.

There are so many great venerable-level powerhouses, each of them has the strength to sweep one side, and they are the overlords of the flood wilderness, and they can only barely defeat three or two such great venerables.

In other words, the galaxy universe, which seems to have declined, still has the power to sweep through all universes.

However, from Lu Zixu's words, Han Muye also knew that there were not no enemies in the galaxy universe.

At least the powerful ancestors of the Lu family were dragged somewhere.

This world of cultivation is innumerably wider than I imagined.

"Hum—"

On Han Muye's body, the golden light shone brightly.

His cultivation has been constantly sharpened in the galaxy universe, and he finally has a breakthrough.

This is the combination of immortal cultivation and one's own qi and blood power.

In the world of Immortal Dao, he was the peak of the Immortal Monarch back then, but because he controlled the power of the Tribulation and the power of the rules, even the Immortal Venerable could also fight.

Ordinary Immortal Venerable was not his opponent at all.

Immortal Venerable, in the galaxy universe, can also face the flood level war puppet.

Just think about how many Immortal Venerables are there in the Flood Desolation Universe?

And in the galaxy universe, such combat power abounds.

What's more, in the Flood Desolation Universe, Immortal Venerable is already at the peak, and in the Galaxy Universe, there is a universe level above the Flood Desolation level.

"Boom-"

The blood color on Han Muye's body was intertwined with the thunder light, and finally condensed into a pale cyan long sword.

This longsword merged with his black True Spirit Longsword, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.

Cultivation is a breakthrough, and the power of rules is analyzed.

At this moment, he finally had the level to see through the power of all the rules.

In front of him, streamers were staggered and turned into golden threads.

As long as you master these threads, you can condense into a rule.

This kind of scene was felt by Han Muye when he was in the Land of Trials.

In the face of ten thousand divine flames, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can obtain the approval of one of the divine flames.

It's just that, once chosen, it can't be changed.

At that time, Han Muye chose to give up.

Then, when refining his own black sword box, when he was sharpening his sword for the Lu Yue Sword God, he attracted endless divine flames to fall into it.

He himself actually has the imprint of the power of all kinds of divine flames.

"Heaven and earth are made up of countless rules and forces that are entangled and intertwined."

"These superficial rules seem to be powerful, but in fact, they are not pure enough."

"At least, none of these golden threads can finally control the Divine Flame by your rules."

Han Muye whispered softly, with a solemn expression on his face.

He chooses, gives up.

"Boom-"

The endless streamer dissipated, and the qi, blood, and thunder on his body vibrate.

The physical body is transformed into an immortal venerable, and with the power of qi and blood, he can fight with the endless powerhouse.

It's cosmic-level, and it can also fight.

Outside of the physical body, the control of the sword path finally allowed Han Muye to see the sword light in his sword box.

It was a bright, dark, contradictory streamer.

The little cyan sword is actually just a ray of light.

This light has a dark and a brilliance of its own.

Looking at this sword light, Han Muye actually had a trace of blood implication in his heart.

Yes, who is not like this in this world?

One side is bright, the other side is dull?

Or the bright on the outside, or the dim on the outside.

In fact, who doesn't have their own brilliance in their hearts?

Who doesn't have that bleakness of their own?

That's it, raw.

This little sword, the sword that controls life and death, is actually the convergence of the power of life!

Born to die!

This is the sword!

When Han Muye saw through this Immortal Slashing Flying Sword, his entire body began to vibrate.

"Hey, your cultivation is really too slow, isn't it?"

"At your speed, when will my Divine Soul clone be able to return to the main body?"

In the middle of the small sword, a joking voice came.

Soul clone.

It's the soul clone on the Nine Xuan Peaks!

This little sword turned out to be refined by the divine soul on Jiuxuan Peak!

Han Muye's expression changed, and he finally understood why the Lu Yue Sword God wanted to hand over this Immortal Slashing Flying Sword to him.

Because, it's just a deal.

The Lord of Jiuxuan Peak made a move to refine a sword for Lu Yue Sword God, and Lu Yue Sword God wanted to help him do something.

Send this Immortal Slashing Sword to Han Muye.

Such means are unimaginable.

The flying sword flowed, and the immortal light on it was scattered, attached to the black sword box.

This is a sword, but it is not a sword.

This sword is just a spiritual sustenance.

In order to make this sword form, it is necessary to find a sword weapon that can carry the sword light.

Han Muye knew that he had this sword weapon in his hand.

It's his sword of true spirits.

But now his cultivation is not even fully controlled by the True Spirit Sword, let alone combining it with the Immortal Slashing Flying Sword.

Concentrated, his mind kept probing.

Finally, one picture after another came to his mind.

Nine Xuanfeng.

A stream of golden light flashed, colliding with a stream of sword light.

He saw countless huge figures.

These figures are all covered in black, with two horns on their heads, and their bodies are tall, and their bodies can tear apart the heavens and the earth with a single punch.

Countless cultivators crumbled before these tall bodies.

But the sword light on Jiuxuan Peak was magnificent, and with every blow, it would smash these bodies.

It's just that these bodies seem to be immortal.

With each blow, a figure reunites.

In the end, the whole world was left with only Jiuxuan Peak, a place where immortal light shone.

The entire land of trials seems to be crumbling in the end.

"The main body, this side of the world, is waiting for you to come to the rescue."

"If you can gather the seven supreme treasures I have refined and sublimate their power, you will have a chance to step into this world."

"If not, you should never come."

Han Muye's figure holding a long sword walked out on Jiuxuan Peak, and then a golden streamer exploded in his hand.

A sword.

A gun.

A piece of armor.

A golden tripod.

A hammer.

A long knife.

A large bow on one side.

Seven golden rays of light scattered and dissipated.

Then, the sword-wielding figure raised the long sword in his hand.

A sword light slashed out.

The brilliance in this sword made Han Muye have to close his eyes.

The heavens and the earth in front of him shattered.

Only a small three-story pavilion remains.

Sword Pavilion.

Aloneness.

Mottled.

This is what the Sword Pavilion on Jiuxuan Mountain looked like back then.

The Sword Pavilion suppressed all the dark forces, and no matter how they tumbled and fell, they couldn't break through the heavens and the earth to suppress them.

All the footage dispersed.

On Han Muye's body, there was an extra sword light.

This sword light is the sword light of the Immortal Flying Sword.

He couldn't urge this sword light yet, but he could borrow a trace of power from this long sword.

The sword light is divided into two sides, one is the brilliance of all things, and the other is the darkness of all things.

If this sword light can be completely controlled, it will shatter the universe and the world will also be between the palm of the hand.

After sorting out all his treasures again, Han Muye cultivated his body to stability, the sword light disappeared, and then he went out.

In Markham City, he gave several lectures to the saint-level and god-level powerhouses of the Refiner Alliance as promised before.

Then, he left some of his refining experience behind.

As for his position as a core elder, it has been stabilized at present, and no one dares to question it.

In Markham City, there is the Bai family, there is the Jujin Commercial Bank, and Wu Zhao is in charge, and no one really dares to question it.

Wu Zhao is now the strongest person in Markham City.

His combat power is something that the strongest in the Divine Domain can't suppress.

In the future, he will be enshrined as a gold firm and sit in Markham.

When Han Muye left Markham, Jin Niao was curious and asked him why he didn't take Wu Zhao away.

Han Muye's answer was that Wu Zhao's combat power would disrupt the balance of all parties in the void and bring fear to all parties.

This kind of power, if it runs rampant everywhere, will definitely be targeted by the powerhouses in the Divine Domain, and eventually lead to the 1st Divine Domain.

It's better to put it in Markham first.

At present, there are hundreds of families and forces from all sides that have contacted Han Muye to express their interest in a war puppet like Wu Zhao.

It's just that for the time being, it's just an intention, and no one dares to really finalize this matter.

Han Muye was not in a hurry.

He wants to change the inheritance of the entire galaxy universe, not overnight.

Haste makes waste.

Quietly leaving Markham City, Han Muye tossed and turned from several big cities to Cold Moon City.

It's just that at the last teleportation, it stopped.

"Cold Moon City, besieged?"

"Vulture City?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

The core of the Flood Desolation-level warrior that was warmed in Vulture City, he had already had the idea of taking it into his hands.