A sword light appeared.

At the top of Han Muye's head.

The moment the sword light appeared, the old man of the Canaanite clan had already widened his eyes.

"Kendo, Overlord!"

His body directly turned into the body of the Canaanite tribe with four arms and twelve wings, and he turned around and fled.

What is a hegemon?

That is, with the power of one force, dominate the world and no one can resist.

Such a strong person must not be defeated at the same level.

It's a pity that when he saw Han Muye's kendo body, it was too late to escape.

The long sword leaned against the sky, and a sword stabbed out.

The sword light crossed 30,000 miles, the heavens and the earth shook, and the void was shattered.

The sword light seemed to come from eternity, a sword across the years, and a sparkle disappeared.

Ahead, the body of the Canaanite tribe who had just spread its wings shook, and slowly looked down at his chest.

A sword mark was slowly revealed.

"This, is this the overlord level......

After saying this, the body of the Canaanite tribe directly shattered.

A quasi-overlord-level powerhouse died with a sword.

In the void, the thirty-thousand-thousand-mile-long sword mark slowly recovered.

Below, countless powerhouses raised their heads and looked at this sword light above the long sky.

"Master Han has made a move." An old man whispered, his eyes shining.

"Overlord." A Taoist in a cyan robe bowed his head slightly.

It turns out that this is Master Han's strength.

Huang Fat Tiger turned her head, her face calm, but her arm holding the long sword was trembling slightly.

It turned out that the gap between himself and his father-in-law was so far away.

"That's Master Han's sword." Gongsun Ming said lightly.

The big man of the Gongsun family changed his expression at this time, and finally muttered: "It's really fucking ruthless......"

Vicious.

The fierceness revealed in this sword is beyond anyone's imagination.

Not only is it powerful, but it is also ruthless to the extreme.

Who can not be afraid of such a sword in the palm of his hand?

Who wants to be the Canaanite powerhouse who was pierced through the body by a sword?

Han Muye put away his sword light and quietly looked at the space below.

Above the star, the sword light and the supernatural power intertwined, smashing the body of the Canaanite clan.

Hundreds of thousands of Canaanites fell, and the rest fled in a hurry.

In this battle, a half-step overlord-level Canaanite power fell, dozens of Canaanite kings died, and many Canaanite tribes with eight wings, ten wings, and twelve wings died in this nameless heaven and earth.

The Canaanite tribe is rich, and the collection of those fallen powerhouses is incomparably rich.

Not only was the battle brilliant, but most of them also gained a lot.

At this time, the sword in Huang Fat Tiger's hand dispersed, and his gaze fell on the stars below.

So many Canaanite powerhouses have fallen, and the infusion of the escaping origin power has made this star different from other places.

The yellow fat tiger can feel the spiritual light shining on this star.

"Perhaps, countless years later, this star will be the origin of a universe." Qin Suyang, who was standing behind Huang Zhihu, whispered.

Where heaven and earth come from, how the cosmic inheritance is different, and where it originated, these are all the things that the powerful and powerful are looking for.

At this time, this star brought great insight to Qin Suyang and Huang Zhihu.

It's like a sword.

One side dies.

One side raw.

"Haha, happy, today's killing, the old man hasn't had it for a million years." Looking at the scattered Canaanite body, a white-bearded old man looked up to the sky and smiled.

Even the strongest galaxy universe in the Ten Thousand Domains did not dare to face the Canaan clan, let alone other universes.

To have such a battle to exterminate so many strong people of the Canaanite tribe today is really a rare victory.

This battle, even if it can't break the bones of the Canaanite, it will make them feel painful.

"Today, but my three-million-year wish, I have no regrets." A middle-aged man in black armor clenched the knife in his hand and muttered.

The Canaanite clan did not only attack the galaxy universe, they swept away many heavens and earths.

The most important thing is that the Canaanite clan is ruthless, basically entering a certain universe, which is to directly destroy its inheritance.

The originally noisy battle array was slowly quiet.

Between heaven and earth, there is an aura of slaughter.

Many people have a different kind of power surging in them.

This is the improvement of power perception after a hearty killing.

Without enough cultivation, without enough talent, without a hearty killing, it is impossible to have such an improvement.

For these strong people who came here, a trace of improvement was unimaginable before.

This improvement is a breakthrough in their bottleneck.

"Hum—"

A curtain of light rises.

It was a flash of inspiration on the ID card.

"New coordinates have appeared." Someone whispered.

New coordinates.

In the light curtain, there was a point of light that was extremely far away from here.

Seeing this point of light, everyone had a smile on their faces.

Today's siege was a pleasure, but it was just an appetizer.

How can besieging and killing the Canaanite clan compare to hunting the Heavenly Demon Beast?

So many strong people came for those Heavenly Demon Beasts, not the Canaanite Clan.

"Haha, since Master Han has summoned, this hunt will definitely be very rewarding." The old man who spoke had a smile on his face and flew away.

One by one, the figures did not stop and quickly rushed to the marked position.

In just a moment, the void had regained its tranquility.

Han Muye's figure was revealed, and his eyes revealed a deep divine light.

He looked in the direction of the Canaanite retreat, and then at the spot of light he had marked.

It is impossible for the Canaanites not to know this location.

This time, the Canaanite clan suffered heavy losses, and they would definitely appear when the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Domains hunted the Heavenly Demon Beasts.

"Then it depends on who is stronger this time."

Han Muye whispered, and a spiritual light enveloped his body, and then his body moved and disappeared.

……

The Endless Void.

A world of illusion.

Between heaven and earth, there is a huge altar.

The blue-gray altar is hundreds of millions of miles in circumference, thick and boundless.

On the altar, the carved divine patterns are staggered, revealing the atmosphere of the ancient.

In every divine pattern ravine, there was golden blood flowing.

The source of this blood is a huge stone pillar with a height of 100,000 zhang.

The stone pillar is 100,000 zhang high, with the thickness of a thousand zhang square circle, and the hovering streamer texture on it reveals a mysterious atmosphere.

At the top of the stone pillar, there is a figure.

Some are huge divine beasts, and some are human races with thin torsos.

There are also various alien appearances with withered faces.

Without exception, these bodies exude great strength, but their breath is weak.

"Phoenix, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to save you from leaving."

On a tall stone pillar, the dragon grinned in golden chains.

Looking at the body of the flames rising from the other stone pillar, the dragon's eyes lit up.

"Hey, I knew you were here, I was here early."

There was eagerness in his voice.

On the other side, the figure in the flames didn't bother to move.

"Save some effort, when your Origin Power is not enough to support you, you will know the pain." The voice on the other side sounded, and it was a gentle female voice.

This response made the dragon even more eager, and he laughed for a long time.

"I know that you still care about me, Phoenix, for so many years, since I left the Flood Wilderness, I have been looking for-"

Before he finished his words, a voice came from not far away: "Phew, there is also a face to mention the wilderness." ”

It was a rough voice, one that betrayed impatience.

On a stone pillar, the pale yellow dragon's body coiled, locked in blood-colored chains.

Streams of blood flowed down the chains, and then were led to the altar's divine pattern by the long lines on the stone pillars.

"Canglong, you kid can't do it, you can't even protect the phoenix."

"I said back then, you are not worthy of the phoenix."

The dragon's voice was loud and full of energy.

The sound rang around, and many of the figures hanging on the stone pillars looked up.

That's been a rare anecdote for countless years.

Over there, the pale yellow dragon's body was turbulent, and there was a fiery aura surging on his body.

This exacerbates the rate at which blood flows.

"Canglong, don't listen to him, he won't last long." A voice rang out in the flames in the distance.

The surroundings slowly fell silent, and only a few Heavenly Demon Beast figures were flying.

"Don't believe you." The dragon looked up and looked at the even more magnificent swirling array of light connected to the altar overhead.

"I'll be able to ...... soon"

……

Flying non-stop, Han Muye arrived a million miles outside the altar a month later.

"Plane Gate."

There was a tremor in the muddy voice.

"This gate is just a legend, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

Legends exist.

Not really.

As far as Han Muye knew, the last members of the Muxing Clan left through this Gate of Noodles.

Of course, whether the Lu Yue Sword God went from here or not, he didn't know.

But he knew something else.

The Lord of Jiuxuan Peak stepped out of here back then, and he was the only one who returned.

However, Han Muye knew very little.

Many memories of this gate are extremely vague.

It is about this kind of existence that can easily affect the rules of time and space.

"Those divine beasts, overlord-level existences, are imprisoned here, for what?"

Chaos shuddered as he looked at the pillars on the altar.

On each of the pillars, there is a half-step overlord, or even a powerhouse at the overlord level.

How many of the top figures of the universe are here, imprisoned here?

Who can do this?

Han Muye shook his head.

He didn't know.

Is it the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak, his divine soul clone?

Or is it something else strong?

What kind of powerhouse can gather so many peak powerhouses?

In the space around the altar, the bodies of countless Heavenly Demon Beasts flickered and flickered.

These Heavenly Demon Beasts are all pouring their own origins into the altar.

"Boom-"

Not far away, a roar sounded.

The bodies of several Heavenly Demon Beasts were shattered and turned into dzis.

Streamers of light flew in.

Those powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Domains, either united or alone, all began to hunt the Heavenly Demon Beasts.

The Heavenly Demon Beasts here are simply endless, and they are at least four or five grades.

For these top powerhouses, hunting one head is a treasure.

One by one, the figures rushed towards the scattered Heavenly Demon Beasts.

As for the altar, all saw it.

But for these strong men, they also knew that they would never do anything to the altar.

Even those super first-grade heavenly demon beasts guarding the altar also made them have to be careful.

Once these Heavenly Demon Beasts are dispatched, they will retreat.

A super first-grade heavenly demon beast, they need to join forces to have a chance of winning.

The battle in the void drew attention on and around the altar.

The figures on the stone pillars all looked up.

"Immortal Venerable's peak strength, it's still successful."

"The war puppet of the galaxy universe, the blessing of combat power can also have the Immortal Venerable Realm, not bad."

"That sword formation is sharp, gathering strength, can it reach the half-step overlord level, right?"

Whispering voices came.

Han Muye stood in place, his eyes shining brightly.

His body moved, and he quietly flew away in the direction of the altar.

He wanted to find the answers he wanted.

He wants to know who built it, and what it is for.

"Roar—"

A Heavenly Demon Beast flew down and stopped in front of Han Muye.

The body of this heavenly demon beast was huge, and its hideous face showed a look of anger.

The sound of a long roar shook in all directions, and countless Heavenly Demon Beasts spread their wings behind their backs and flew in the direction of Han Muye.

"Open the way for Yunlan Sword Immortal." The voice of the yellow fat tiger sounded.

As her voice fell, all the 30,000 cultivators in the Land of Ten Thousand Domains formed a battle formation, attracting a Ten Thousand Miles Sword Light and slashing directly forward.

Not a single person hesitated.

This is the prohibition of the order.

This is why the battle formation formed by the Yellow Fat Tiger can have such combat power.

The sword light swept across, and no Heavenly Demon Beast could stop it.

The brilliant sword light streaked across the void, causing the wind to howl and tear apart the Heavenly Demon Beasts.

All the Heavenly Demon Beasts that stood in front of the sword blade were also directly cut down.

For a while, the dzi rolled down like rain.

Countless streamers flew around.

The escaping Origin Power surged, turning into a billowing pillar of thick smoke and slamming towards the altar.

The pillar of smoke hit the altar, and the golden streamer on the altar seemed to be activated, and the golden halo began to shine.

The golden light shone brightly, and the chains on the divine beasts on those stone pillars and the bound powerhouses also lit up.

The altar of hundreds of millions of miles, which had been silent and vast, seemed to come to life.

Those divine beasts and powerhouses who had lowered their heads also slowly raised their heads at this time.

"They, they want to storm the Heavenly Altar?"

"Crazy? The last one to impact the Heavenly Altar was, that guy from the Lu Yue Sword God, right? ”

"Could it be that he wants to reopen the Heavenly Altar and open the door of the plane?"

"Impossible, except for the Nine Xuan Peak Lord back then, no one can ......"

"Don't say it, why does that guy look so similar to the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak? It's just that I can't seem to remember what the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak looks like......"

The yellow fat tiger led the long sword in his hand to break through a path.

Behind her, the battle intent of all the Ten Thousand Domains elites rose.

Ahead, two super first-grade heavenly demon beasts flew down.

Super one.

Isn't that what they expect?

"Kill."

Huang Zhihu let out a long shout, and the giant sword in his hand exploded, turning into hundreds of millions of sword lights.

The sword light shot directly around the two super-first-grade Heavenly Demon Beasts, turning into cages.

She flew out, and a golden armor appeared on her body, and in addition to the armor, another golden armor gathered.

With a long sword in his hand, the combat power on the yellow fat tiger turned into a fierce attack.

"With the power of refining weapons, the combat power is gathered a hundred times, the means of the galaxy universe." On the pillar of the altar, someone whispered.

"Among the juniors, is there already such an elite?" An old man who was chained to a stone pillar looked up with a look of relief on his face.

The Yellow Fat Tiger raised his sword to kill a Heavenly Demon Beast trapped by billions of sword lights.

The other 30,000 elites rushed to the other end.

At this time, Han Muye, who rushed out, flew and landed on the altar.

He slowly crouched down, stretched out his hand, and pressed it against the rough and heavy altar.

"Boom-"

Endless images of memories poured into my mind.

Han Muye's mouth and nose instantly spurted blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, but with an infinite divine light.

"The Heavenly Plane, the origin of the Great Dao is intact?"

"Suppressing all illusory planes and entering them is eternal?"

Above the sky, a golden vortex began to spin.

(End of chapter)