The sword light flew down and turned into billions of streamers.

The bodies of the seven Dominators were locked by the streamer, and they had no power to resist, and they were directly locked to the foot of Yunxu Mountain.

Domination.

That was the overlord of the world, the Plane Venerable, just like a prisoner, being held by the long sword light chain and dragged to the foot of Yunxu Mountain.

Countless cultivators looked up and looked at this scene with dull eyes.

There is no grand battle, no collision of sword lights in the sky.

It's just that Han Muye raised his hand, the sword light rose and fell, and the seven masters were captured.

Domination Realm, in front of Han Muye's sword light, is not much more agile than those pheasants and hares.

That's what it is.

For Han Muye, who was now in the cultivation realm and sword dao comprehension, who was already pursuing the creator level, it really didn't take much effort to suppress the master realm.

Above the master is the broken void, and after the broken void is the divine realm.

Han Muye, who had touched the barrier of the Creator, had already been able to easily slash the Divine Realm, not to mention suppressing the Lordship now?

It's just ants.

The more profound the cultivation level, the more Han Muye's perception of the cultivation in the world became enlightened.

The lonely journey of the avenue is inevitable.

In front of Yunxu Mountain, the sky is agitated, and the wind and clouds gather and surge.

The eight Dominators came forward, and only one was left standing in place, chilling throughout.

"Han Shuai, it's already strong to this extent...... Cheng Xun Dazun whispered in his mouth, and his face revealed a little happiness.

If he hadn't taken that step back just now, at this time, he would have been suppressed in front of the Yunxu Mountain Mountain Gate.

In mid-air, Yu Shaotang held the Tingyun Sword in his hand, his expression changed, and he finally sighed.

In his hand, Hearing that the Cloud Sword also shook slightly, a voice sounded: "Yu Shaotang, look at the people, you had half of his strength back then, and the Zhentian Sword Sect would not disperse." ”

The corners of Yu Shaotang's mouth twitched.

Not far away, Han Muye raised his hand again.

Yu Shaotang and Tingyun Jian's bodies dispersed, and they were returned into three hundred and sixty sky-piercing swords, dragging the bodies of the seven Dominating Realm powerhouses to the foot of Yunxu Mountain and suppressing them.

The pillars of qi and blood light on the bodies of the seven Dominating Realms shone brightly, and the brilliant light seemed to be about to imprenate the heavens and the earth.

But no matter how much they struggled, the three hundred and sixty long swords still pressed down without pause.

The roar of Yunxu Mountain pressed the seven masters under the mountain, and the streams of light rushed into the sky, making people feel chills in their hearts when they looked at it from afar.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today with seven masters of the realm imprisoned under the mountain gate of our Town Heavenly Sword Sect, how about thinking that our Town Heavenly Sword Sect is reunited?"

Han Muye's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

How is it?

This kind of thing, who dares to say how?

Outside the mountain gate, the countless cultivators all bowed their heads.

One side of the big sect, competing with the Immortal Dynasty, such a general trend, they are ant-like figures, it is better not to mix.

In the distance, the sky dome, the golden light shines, and finally disappears.

The Cloud Tapir Marquis, who was seriously injured by a single blow, left behind the suppressed Seven Dominators and fled.

"Han Shuai, take care." Cheng Xun Dazun sighed lowly, hugged his fist at Han Muye, his body moved, and disappeared in place.

Being in the Immortal Dynasty, he knew how powerful the Immortal Dynasty was.

Han Muye can suppress the seven masters with the power of one person, but can he suppress the seven void breakers and the seven god realms?

Fighting against the Immortal Dynasty will not end well.

It's a pity.

"Please also bring a message to Han, my 10 billion meritorious service, the authority of the commander of Zhen Tianwei, I will personally exchange it."

Han Muye's voice sounded behind Cheng Xun Dazun.

Tens of billions of meritorious deeds.

Commander of Zhen Tianwei.

This is not only a provocation, but also a slap in the face......

————————————

Yunxu Mountain.

The original Zhentian Sword Sect reunion ceremony ended briefly.

The cultivators who came to the gathering were eager to have a few more legs and be far away from this Yunxu Mountain.

Yunxu Mountain dared to offend the Immortal Dynasty, it was simply asking for trouble.

Even if Han Muye is profound, even if he has tens of billions of military merits?

What good end can you do against the Immortal Dynasty?

When the guests dispersed, Zhang Mingyuan and the other original cores of the Heavenly Sword Sect all looked at Han Muye.

The newly formed Zhentian Sword Sect is still centered on the powerhouses of the Mitian Sword Sect, and Zhang Mingyuan is still in charge of the sect, and Han Muye doesn't care about these mundane things.

"Zhang Mingyuan, you are stationed in Yunxu Mountain, if there is really an enemy that is difficult to resist, let Yu Shaotang and Tingyun escape the entire Yunxu Mountain into the void."

Han Muye raised his hand and handed a small cyan sword to Zhang Mingyuan.

"Into the void, with this sword, you can attract reinforcements."

Reinforcements?

Zhang Mingyuan didn't know who the reinforcements Han Muye was talking about, but since it was what Han Muye said, they did it.

Without Han Muye, they were all still ordinary Dao realm disciples on Miyue Peak.

Everything today is unthinkable before.

This kind of cultivation, this kind of might, reuniting the Zhentian Sword Sect, all of this is already worth it.

Even if you really fight with the strong enemies of the Immortal Dynasty, what is the big deal if you fall?

In the world, what are the regrets that there can be such a wonderful one?

"Master Han, don't worry, we will definitely protect the sect." Xu Fengran clenched his fists, and there was a condensation of fighting intent on his body.

As long as sword cultivation is concerned, who doesn't want to see the condensation of a sword dao sect?

Now that the Zhentian Sword Sect, which is in this thousands of sword cultivators, it doesn't hurt to fall in order to protect the sect.

"Okay, I'll go to the Golden Palace of Wulingzhou and get what I should take."

Han Muye whispered softly, and a sword light appeared outside his body.

As soon as this sword light appeared, it directly turned into tens of thousands of zhang, traversing the heavens and the earth.

Stepping on the sword light, Han Muye controlled the sword light and flew away.

This sword light smashed the barrier between heaven and earth, and it was actually a sword that pierced through the space, breathing hundreds of millions of miles!

"Boom-"

The long sword has only appeared in the void, and it has disappeared hundreds of millions of miles away.

The sound of this long sword breaking through the sky made countless cultivators look up, but they couldn't catch its shadow.

Only the phantom dissipated, and the sword light was long gone.

"That's, what kind of master ......?"

"Domination? No, there is absolutely no such power in the Domination Realm. ”

"Is it broken?"

"I'm afraid, it's still there, above the void!"

"Above the void, is it, the sword god!"

"What is he going to do......

……

Wulingzhou, guarding the Golden Palace.

More than thirty powerhouses of the Domination Realm and the Reincarnation Realm sat in a row.

In the wide hall, it seems that the stars are looming.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Seven Dominating Realms have been suppressed, and Ben Hou has been directly and seriously injured, and you Wuling Continent are guarding the territory for the Immortal Dynasty like this?"

"Ben Hou reports to the ancestor, you Wulingzhou will definitely not be able to escape from the responsibility of failing to defend one side!"

In the main hall, Zhao Jing, the cloud tapir marquis wearing golden armor, roared angrily.

His face was pale, and there was an irrepressible fire in his eyes.

He was a dignified royal noble, but he was ignored and injured in the small Wuling Continent.

He just wanted to subdue a small kendo sect.

That Zhentian Seal was something that the Ancestor hinted that he wanted to bring back.

"Marquis Yun Tapir, it seems a little inappropriate for the royal family to treat a strong man who is a marquis with war like this, right?"

After a long time, a voice sounded in the hall.

The white-bearded and blue-robed old man sitting upright spoke lightly, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"That's right, Han Muye has saved tens of billions of meritorious deeds for the Pantian area, you want him to hand over most of it, and you also want him to have the Zhentian Seal in his hand, this, it's not appropriate."

Another voice rang out.

Zhao Jing's face turned red and snorted coldly.

He raised his hand, and a pale golden divine light appeared.

In that divine light, messages were transmitted one after another.

"This is the meaning of gathering the Ancestor of the God King Zhao Puxin."

"The God King is in charge of Zhentianwei, and he doesn't want Zhentianwei to lose his command, and he wants to take back that Zhentianwei, everyone, what are your opinions?"

Zhao Jing smiled, his face revealing contempt.

In the main hall, everyone had solemn faces.

After a long time, the old man sitting at the top stood up and said softly: "Since it is the intention of the God King, then I will go all out to guard the Golden Palace in Wulingzhou-"

Before he finished speaking, his expression had changed drastically.

"He's coming!"