Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

459. Seeing That You Are Destined To Give You The Sword Of The Emperor (22)

Just as Han Muye closed his eyes, the blue Sword Rays intertwined, tearing the Shattering Void and appearing directly behind Han Muye.

This is to instantly break the space barrier.

But the strange thing is that there is no trace of blood on these long swords that shuttled behind Han Muye.

Because, Han Muye is no longer there.

At this moment, he was standing behind Broken Sword, holding a wooden staff in his left hand, his right hand sticking out and grabbing towards Broken Sword’s body.

“It’s a dead thing without spirituality, I can’t even tell where Immortal Qi came from.”

Han Muye whispered coldly, the immortal light in his palm shone, wrapping the broken sword!

From the beginning to the end, the blue Immortal Qi penetrated the body is an illusion.

In other words, the Immortal Qi that penetrated the body was clearly refined by him with the grass whip.

The broken sword that drives Immortal Qi doesn’t know it.

Because this sword has no soul.

“Om-”

The broken sword vibrated, and the blade directly cut through the cyan immortal light in Han Muye’s palm.

But more immortal light penetrated into it, allowing Broken Sword to settle down slowly.

As the broken sword settled down, the dead bones standing around were slowly shattered.

With a pale face, Yuan Tianjian turned around and looked at Han Muye.

His gaze also fell on the broken sword in Han Muye’s hand.

Just one glance, his eyes turned to the grass whip again.

“This sword, this wooden staff, it seems…” Yuan Tianjianzun frowned slightly.

It seems that he has seen these two things, and even had an intersection with him.

But he couldn’t remember it at the moment.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, a trace of nervousness on his face.

Since the last time he probed the Jianwan that Yingyang gave him, he has become more careful.

For those who possessed the supreme Cultivation Base, it was just a blow to kill him through time and space.

God Emperor Sabre, will there be a strong sense of staying in it?

After pondering for a moment, Sword Qi slowly poured out of his palm.

This God Emperor Sabre is almost the only treasure that has revealed the secrets of the Immortal World.

If he didn’t investigate it again today, he might have obsessions in his heart.

“Om-”

Sword Qi entered the body of the sword, the broken sword began to twist, and the entire body of the sword seemed to turn into nothingness.

Han Muye clenched his palms tightly, letting the bone-piercing cold come from the broken sword, and the force on it tore Immortal Qi in his palm.

His mind was all in his mind, as long as there was anything wrong, he would immediately cut off his connection with the broken sword.

“when–”

“when–”

The picture in his mind was displayed, and the sound of a crisp percussion came.

Forged swords.

Not an ordinary blacksmithing method, but a blacksmithing technique that Han Muye had never seen before.

Ten Daoists dressed in green robes surrounded a forging table, and all of them used the green and red iron hammers of their divine souls to continuously smash the sword embryos on the forging table.

Comprehend the separation and forging of Yuling and Fairy.

Separation of fairies?

Han Muye’s eyes fell on the sword embryo.

On the sword embryo at this time, Immortal Qi was slowly poured, and Spiritual Qi was tempered.

So, this sword is refined by Immortal World, can we know the power of Spiritual Qi with the power of immortals?

It doesn’t seem to be enough.

While deducing, Han Muye watched the long sword take shape in the picture.

“Go and send this sword to the Immortal Transformation Pond, and cut down all the ants in the lower realm who failed to ascend and transform into immortals to refine the sword.”

A voice sounded, the long sword was held, and went to an empty pool.

Jade-colored stone steps, blue-green pool water, thousands of feet in radius, and the water surface is transpiring like fog.

One after another figure stood in the pool.

“All great cultivators!”

Han Muye snorted.

As you can see in the picture, all the figures with their eyes closed in the pool, whether they are human beings, monsters, or beasts and beasts, are extremely powerful.

No one is less than control of Karma.

Some of these figures are already covered in immortal light, with happy faces, while others are entangled with immortal light and immortal light, making it indistinguishable.

More often, immortal light shuttles through the body, and the aura occupies the main body.

The long sword that was being held flew up and jumped directly into the pool.

Han Muye could see that the long sword turned into a giant beast, engulfing all the great cultivators covered in aura.

Heavenly Venerate or semi-sacred.

As long as it wasn’t injected by Immortal Qi, it would be swallowed in one bite.

“Spirit Devouring Power!”

At this moment, Han Muye finally knew why the sword of the god emperor made the power of the world stop.

This sword can directly devour all practitioners with Spiritual Qi.

In other words, this sword is the nemesis of spiritual practitioners in the world.

Anyone who cultivates Spiritual Qi can only surrender in front of this sword.

But practitioners in the world, who doesn’t practice Spiritual Qi?

Even Devil Dao practitioners, as well as Buddhists and demons, are actually nourished by Spiritual Qi in their bodies.

This power is the existence that is suppressed and swallowed by the sword of the God Emperor.

Sure enough, after the long sword returned from the Immortal Transformation Pond, it was packed in a wooden box, and when it was opened again, it was already in the divine court.

This sword, as the treasure of repression of the divine court, has been passed down in the hands of the guardians of the divine court from generation to generation.

These divine court guardians are divine emperors.

It’s just that they are in the Immortal World, that is, ordinary disciples guarding the Sect.

The glory of the god emperor in this world, in their opinion, is not comparable to the generous reward after the completion of the guarding task.

They tried their best to attract more practitioners to ascend Sendai, and then exchanged for their own guard rewards.

“Shengxiantai, Huaxianchi…”

Han Muye felt his whole body freezing to the bone.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the broken jade bones around him.

These are all practitioners who set foot on the Ascension Platform and did not spend time in the Immortal Transformation Pond.

Among these people, there may be many of the ancestors of this world.

This is the secret of Shengxiantai!

Countless strong ancestors stepped on the ascending Immortal Terrace, but they were beheaded like ants, swallowed up, and turned into dead bones here without a name.

The word “promotion” is so ironic!

“Om-”

Broken Sword seemed to feel the anger and hatred in Han Muye’s heart and began to vibrate.

The surrounding void also began to change.

The bluestone platform collapsed, and all the Immortal Qi spun and turned into a vortex.

A trail of fearful beasts appeared.

In the void, Immortal Qi shredded all the spirit medicines and spirit fruits around, and then involved the power in them, turning them into chains, sealing the void of thousands of miles.

In front of Han Muye, the chains were intertwined with those jade bones and elixir, and then fused with the terrifying beasts that converged with the power of death, and turned into faceless soldiers holding long swords.

“Dark Guard of the God Court!” Yuan Tianjian exclaimed in a low voice, with a solemn expression on his face.

“These are the secret guards of the divine court who cannot be killed or repelled. They were the most loyal guards who guarded the god emperor back then.”

loyalty?

Of course faithful.

These so-called dark guards have no intelligence at all, and are only under the command of this god emperor with swords.

And God Emperor Sabre has only one command, that is to cut off all the offending enemies, and never die.

Han Muye’s eyes fell on the broken sword in his hand.

Around, those faceless soldiers have gathered.

He could feel the power coming from these soldiers.

Power is tyrannical, and the key is immortality.

Yuan Tianjianzun swept across with a sword, but only slashed in the air.

The faceless soldier who was slashed by a sword was unscathed.

Conversely, the sword that the soldier returned, almost cut off Yuan Tianjianzun with his sword.

Taking a few steps back, Yuan Tianjianzun looked at the long sword in his hand.

On the sword body, a knife cut marks.

This sword is a top-grade Magic Treasures!

At this time, the spirituality in the sword has been greatly damaged.

On Yuan Tianjianzun’s face, there is both the pain of the long sword injury and the solemnity that the faceless soldiers are arrogant and difficult to deal with.

Han Muye looked around.

At this time, all around are faceless dark guards.

“Senior, it looks like we have to say goodbye.”

Han Muye whispered.

Don’t let it go? Yuan Tianjianzun was stunned for a moment and whispered: “You, you want to go back to Tianxuan——”

Han Muye didn’t answer, but the action had responded.

He flew up, passed through the dark guards of the Divine Court that were about to be encircled, and then ran away into the void.

The shadow guards dissipated and turned into gray-black streamers, chasing after Han Muye.

Not only these dark guards, Yuan Tianjianzun could see that all the spiritual senses, as well as one after another of the powerhouses, all appeared in the void at this time, chasing behind Han Muye.

Yuan Tianjian’s eyes were full of light, he took a deep breath, and the vibration of his spiritual sense spread directly to thousands of miles.

“The sword of the god emperor was taken away, it was the sword of the god emperor, accompanied by the secret guards of the gods—”

God Emperor Sabre!

This sentence is enough.

In the void, a frenzy seemed to be set off.

Countless figures appeared, chasing the direction Han Muye fled.

“boom–”

In the void, there is a big hand covering the ten thousand zhang space.

Han Muye is naturally among them.

He paused and looked up at the giant palm.

The coercion from the giant palm is at least Daozu Realm.

That kind of power shocked the soul and body, making him seem to be frozen in place.

If it wasn’t for the tyranny of the lower body, and the power to control a little space and the world, he would have no ability to resist at this time, and could only be a lamb to be slaughtered. .

Taking a breath, Han Muye raised his hand.

The broken sword in the palm flew out.

Broken Sword seemed to be free again, and instantly slammed into the huge palm above his head.

What collided with Broken Sword was a series of secret guards and the long knives in their hands.

“Thorn-”

The long knife smashed the giant palm directly.

The spiritual sense connected with the giant palm was also suppressed by the power in the long knife, and then it was cut off like a thread.

In the void, the tragic howl of the divine sense being chopped off can be clearly heard.

Divine Sense could have been cut directly, but this kind of cut and unbroken, knife-like means of Ling Chi, is really terrifying.

Those overhauls who were originally tempted by the treasure were all slightly taken aback.

Han Muye flew up, the immortal light in his hand rose, grabbed the broken sword again, and flew away.

The Guardian of the Gods followed closely behind.

After hesitating for a while, the Powers who came after him also followed.

Heart touching treasure.

The more powerful the treasure, the more people can’t help themselves.

give up?

impossible.

Yuan Tianjianzun narrowed his eyes, watching all this.

There were sword intents surging on him, as if they were about to fly out.

In the end, he let out a low sigh, turned his head into Sword Ray, and disappeared in place.

Since Han Muye has distracted everyone, it is useless for him to stay here.

“I will go to the place where the Dao contends.” In the void, Yuan Tianjianzun’s faint whispers drifted away.

A chase and escape around the sword of the ancient god emperor started in the realm of Xianyuan.

A kendo overhauler who came from nowhere, has already grasped a trace of the power of time and space, and a powerhouse comparable to the world’s top power existence has robbed the sword of the Emperor of God.

This saber also has the accompanying divine court guard, which is immortal and immortal.

Countless powers in the cultivation world were chasing and blocking, but they were unable to seize this sword of the God Emperor.

In the void, there are more and more rumors about this half-truncated sword, more and more mysterious.

Whoever controls this sword can control the entire cultivation world.

This sword can suppress all living beings, making people powerless to resist.

This rumor has been confirmed many times, the Power holding this sword has directly smashed the semi-sage who was blocking the way, and the other party could not even resist.

In addition, this sword can command the faceless escort of the envoy, and the combat power is so strong that even Daozu Power dare not face it directly.

The ferocity of these faceless guards has killed many great cultivators.

Also, the sword of the God Emperor was cut off by the Yuantian Sword God that year, and half of it was taken to the Yuantian Realm by the Sword God.

The Power who robbed Broken Sword was searching for where the Origin Heaven Realm was in the void, and wanted to get the other half of the sword.

It is said that when the broken sword is recast, it is the time when the glory of the court of God is reborn.

After ten years of pursuit and escape, countless Powers were mobilized in the Ninth Stage world of Xianyuan Realm.

From the first Taoist ancestor, Saint, to the later Tianzun.

It is said that even the power hidden behind Tianzun was disturbed and continued to pay attention to this matter.

Han Muye turned into a dim phantom light and rushed towards the land of Taoism with all his strength.

After ten years of circling around, he finally found an opportunity to turn himself back to the place of battle naturally.

A Daozu who shot was seriously injured, and Han Muye got a broken Jade Slip.

This Jade Slip records the news of the Yuantian Realm that was once hundreds of millions of miles around the Profound Sky World.

After getting this news, he finally stopped going around, but quickly turned into a straight line and went straight to the place where the road was contested.

Ten years of layout, enough!

The sword of the god emperor, the treasure house of the god court.

The combination of these two treasures that inspires countless hearts and minds, who can remain a practitioner in the world?

The big forces need the treasures in the treasury to revitalize the Sect, and the strong want to get the sword of the god emperor and command the world.

“boom–”

In the void, a roar resounded.

Countless strong figures appeared in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye also stopped. stand in the void.

Thousands of miles ahead is where the barrier of the land of Taoism lies.

But this place of a thousand miles is the Jedi he returned to.

He knew that someone deliberately passed the message of Yuantian Realm to him.

This is a bureau.

He also knew the danger in it.

But he also had no choice.

Ten years of layout, this moment is the time when the real situation is completed!

“Om-”

Around Han Muye, blue Sword Ray lights up.

Sword array.

It was not the sword formation gathered by the broken swords, but the sword formation formed by Immortal Qi gathered in the straw whip.

Immortal Qi is a sword that can cut all souls.

When Sword Ray came into being, all the practitioners felt uncontrollable trembling.

The practice method in this world has been tampered with, and almost all practitioners have been suppressed by the magic power.

“Disperse.”

With a low voice from Han Muye’s mouth, all the Sword Rays slammed forward.

The endless streamer scatters, piercing the powerhouses of the Immortal Origin Realm.

At this moment, Han Muye did not hold back.

As the last game, he could not keep his hand.

He was also unable to hold back.

“Om-”

One after another, the aura that suppressed the heaven and the earth descended, and all the long swords were imprisoned.

But The next moment, an exclamation came from the void.

I don’t know when, the sword of the god emperor was wrapped in Han Muye’s immortal light and thrown into the void.

The cyan immortal light was all suppressed, leaving only this sword hanging.

Then, countless faceless dark guards drew their knives up.

A mess of knives.

Han Muye’s mouth twitched slightly.

When Divine Soul Ling Chi’s pain fell on Tianzun Power, it turned out that the screams were the same.

It’s all so loud.

Squinting his eyes, Han Muye slowly turned his head.

I don’t know when, behind him, a Daoist wearing a green robe stood there.

Han Muye turned around and stopped him.

“Yes, I can find this Tianzun coming outside Zhang, you are the first for eight thousand years.”

There was a smile on the Daoist’s face.

Han Muye nodded: “I didn’t let you dive within three feet because I am confident that the sword is invincible.”

“I’m afraid I’ll kill you.”

This made Daoist laugh out loud.

It’s just that he hasn’t finished laughing, and Han Muye’s next sentence has made him freeze.

“Looking at your fate, the God Emperor gave you the sword.”

“Don’t thank me.”