The heavens and the earth shook, and the space in front of them began to stir and illusory.

Everything here is just a mirage, and the foundation of the illusion is the foundation of the Yuming Sword Sect countless years ago, as well as the remnants of the remnants of the souls of those fallen powerhouses.

In addition to this, it was the powerful power of the Ten Thousand Beast Sword Venerable who supported and urged.

Ten Thousand Beasts Sword Venerable Wang Zhenhai was once a powerhouse of the Heavenly Machine Realm, and when he stepped into the Heavenly Machine Realm, he could cover the Heavenly Machine, modify the scene between heaven and earth, and create an illusion that people could not distinguish between the real and the false.

"Impossible, how dare Liao Shisan have the courage to suppress the beast tide?"

"Back then, it was he who didn't dare to face the beast tide head-on, so the master would fall, and I would also be lost underground, and finally ......"

The old man's whisper sounded in Han Muye's ears.

There was confusion, unwillingness, and irrepressible anger in this voice.

The voice of the Ten Thousand Beast Sword Venerable.

Han Muye's face was indifferent, looking at everything in front of him.

The scene in the illusion flowed, and he moved forward step by step.

Liao Fan and Wang Zhenhai each led three thousand disciples to the land of the Alien Beast Seal, and Han Muye accompanied them.

Along with them, there were more than 300 cultivators from the surrounding sects, plus 20 Immortal Dynasty overseers.

Every time the beast tide is suppressed, the surrounding sect forces have to participate.

In a four-wheeled hovering car, Han Muye and Wang Zhenhai sat side by side, opposite Liao Fan, who was silent with his eyes closed, and two Taoists in green robes.

The two of them had no wind on their green robes, and the jade crown on their heads had a golden glow.

A faint power of heaven and earth came out from the two of them.

These two are the Immortal Dynasty Inspectors who resisted the beast tide this time.

"According to the rules of the Immortal Dynasty, the harvest and merit during the suppression of the beast tide are doubled."

"I heard that both of you are the most powerful contenders for the next sect master of the Yuming Sword Sect."

The eyes of the Taoist who spoke fell on Wang Zhenhai and Liao Fan, with a little smile on their faces.

The other Taoist looked at Han Muye, who had an indifferent expression, and did not speak.

Hearing the words of the Taoist, Liao Fan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zhenhai in front of him.

Wang Zhenhai laughed and looked at Liao Fan.

"When I came, this envoy had already discussed with your master, Zhu Yunxu and Zhu Sect Master."

"This time, the Immortal Dynasty failed to send a large army to suppress the beast tide, and you Yuming Sword Sect are needed as the main force."

"As long as you can keep the beast tide, this time the Immortal Dynasty will give you another heavy reward for your sect."

Immortal Dynasty reward!

As an overseer, the words he said represented the Immortal Dynasty.

Since it is said that it is a heavy reward, then it must be a heavy reward, which is the kind of reward that the sect does not dare to think of.

The Immortal Dynasty has the top resources in the entire Pantian Plane, whether it is materials or inheritance, they are completely incomparable to the various sects.

The Immortal Dynasty is rewarded, whoever is in charge of the Yuming Sword Sect will definitely be able to greatly improve his strength, and his own cultivation will definitely be able to reach another level.

Liao Fan and Wang Zhenhai looked at each other and smiled, and the battle intent on their bodies surged.

The two Inspectors also looked at each other.

When Liao Fan, Wang Zhenhai, and Han Muye left, Han Muye's figure paused, and after a while, he turned back to the flying car.

"I don't know what happened to the two supervisors who stayed in Han to return?"

Just when he was about to leave, the two overseers asked him to stay.

"In this suppression of foreign beasts, we will select a group of people with outstanding merits to join Zhen Tianwei."

"We know that your cultivation talent is good, and you don't have any foundation in the Yuming Sword Sect, this time perform well, if you can get enough merit, we can take you to the Immortal Dynasty."

The two Immortal Dynasty Inspectors looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.

Join Zhen Tianwei?

Han Muye has some understanding of Zhen Tianwei's identity.

This is a large army led by the Immortal Dynasty to absorb the powerhouses of all sects and lead with the power of the Immortal Dynasty.

This army is not very controlled by the Immortal Dynasty, in fact, it is the Sect Military Guard formed by the Immortal Dynasty, which specializes in helping the Immortal Dynasty solve many things that are inconvenient for the regular army to come forward.

Black and white things may be involved.

However, in general, Zhen Tianwei's treatment is top-notch, and there are many masters among them, and there are many backers and backers in the Immortal Dynasty.

In the Immortal Dynasty, many of the martial arts disciples served in this town Tianwei.

"Originally, it should have been Wang Zhenhai who was promised to join Zhen Tianwei, right?"

Han Muye whispered softly.

In this illusion, it is the combination of the memory of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sword Venerable and its own strength, and the things promised by the superintendent should be the original memory picture.

"No, they didn't give me that promise in the first place."

The voice of the Ten Thousand Beast Sword Venerable sounded.

"They told me that if they couldn't resist the alien beasts, the Immortal Dynasty would punish the Yuming Sword Sect, and the entire Yuming Sword Sect's inheritance would be destroyed."

No commitment back then?

A glimmer of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and his gaze fell on the two people in front of him.

Heavenly Machine Realm!

These two Overseers are both beyond the realm of life and death, so their actions are no longer controlled by time and illusion.

Even if they had long since fallen in the original beast tide, their minds still remained, and they could make the choices they wanted.

This is the Heavenly Machine Realm.

Heaven and earth are immortal, and heaven and earth are immortal.

"Okay." Han Muye responded, turned his head and left.

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A world of mixed yellow.

Misty valleys.

Bare bluestone, with blood and battle scars.

This is the place where the beasts in the underground are sealed.

All the disciples of the Yuming Sword Sect stood outside the valley with solemn faces.

Han Muye stood side by side with Liao Fan and Wang Zhenhai, his eyes narrowed.

Here, he could feel the interweaving of the forces of heaven and earth, trembling.

Here, the origin power of the Pantian plane is also difficult to control.

This also means that this place is outward, and it can really step out of the Pantian plane.

Of course, the opposite side is a place where the beasts live, and whoever passes there will fall.

However, for Han Muye, what he wants is not to survive in the opposite world, but to be the origin of the opposite heaven and earth!

Borrow a piece of heaven and earth, turn into your own Qiankun, and step into the realm of Qiankun!

He had already condensed three hundred and sixty Qiankun Origin Worlds, just waiting for the Origin Heaven and Earth to fill in.

This is the place where he cultivated to ascend this time!

"Hum—"

In the heavenly dome of the valley ahead, cracks appeared.

After the crack, countless alien beast bodies could be seen pushing.

A vast and tyrannical aura rushed out from behind the crack, with a ferocity that made people concuss.

Those are at least Dao Breaking Realm beasts!

"Brothers, follow me Wang Zhenhai for hundreds of years, and this time is probably the most dangerous."

Wang Zhenhai walked forward slowly, with a hint of arrogant smile on his face: "Are you afraid? ”

Behind him, there was a long laugh.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid of an egg."

"Senior brother, you can't do it, if you can't do it, I'll take the lead."

"What nonsense, just kill."

The sound of long swords unsheathed sounded.

Qi and blood turned into pillars of smoke, colliding with the surrounding clouds and mist.

On the other side, Liao Fan shook his head, his face showing a bit of solemnity.

"Xu Feng, you lead a team of Dao Destroying Realm disciples to deal with the left wing."

"Xu Zhi, you and the three elders form a sword formation and lead the disciples as the foundation."

While the fighting spirit is high, the other is methodical.

The two monitoring envoys nodded, turned their heads, and looked at Han Muye who was standing in front of him.

"He, he, what is he going to do!"

"Crazy, he's looking for death!"