Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

470. The Means Of Worry Free (13)

Controlling the power of Karma is already beyond the power of the world, and is in a mysterious opportunity.

“boom–”

very nice.

The endless halo vibrates in the void, and countless spiritual thoughts are intertwined.

The realm of Saint is extremely mysterious.

Under such siege, an ordinary Saint can only perish.

It’s a pity that he destroyed Dang Wuyou’s plan, so that not only did he not snatch the sword of the God Emperor, but he was backlashed and exposed himself.

First there is Han Muye’s sword, and then there is Huanglao Liuzhibao.

Thousands of miles of void vibrate, and the heavens and the earth are sealed.

“Dao struggle, I’m afraid this is the beginning of the Tao struggle…”

“Xianbao!”

“Whether it’s Tianxuan or a fairy, they’ve all shown the power to sweep this world.”

Even if you can cut off your own Karma, the Karma of heaven and earth, the Karma of a treasure house of the gods, the Karma of countless people fighting for treasures, cannot escape.

The sky and the earth are empty, and the roar explodes.

If they could only choose one side, Xuanhan was the best choice for them that day.

Dao ancestors in the world are all people who open up a way of practice.

Han Muye raised his head and shook his head when he saw Huang Laoliu staring at him.

This battle…

Only the strong will respect their opponents.

In the void, it was already messy at this time.

Countless people tensed up.

Whether Han Muye or Worry-Free, they all showed enough strength to be so casual with each other.

Under the palm of his hand, one after another spiritual light rose up.

This guy always shoots at critical moments.

To master Karma is to be demigod.

Also, Tianxuan Han Xiangyi’s sword showed the power of time back, ranking ninth in the sky list, which is obviously lower.

The strength displayed by Dangyouyou can completely compete with a Taoist ancestor, and even the combat power of this divine court puppet can even fight against Heavenly Venerate.

The strong have always only valued those of the same rank as themselves.

This is the real practice.

Ten thousand miles of void control!

The golden armored general wears a golden helmet, with scale armor on his body, a mountain armor with dark gold on his chest, his shoulders and shoulders swallowing his mouth, a golden band around his waist, an orange-red complexion, round eyes, and a divine light shining.

This was also the last barrier of the Divine Court back then.

Dao struggles ahead, only oneself and the enemy.

Before the Taoism struggle really began, all parties had already displayed an unstoppable force.

someone exclaimed.

After taking control of Karma and cutting off Karma, it is Samsara.

Only Insight can set foot on the Supreme in the world and become the Supreme Heavenly Venerate if he has passed the way of time and space.

He just needs to hide behind his back and let people know that daring to deal with Han Muye is to deal with him.

“Society map!”

Dangyouyou is being besieged.

With one blow, there was nothing in front of Han Muye.

In the land of Taoism, there is war.

Today is destined to be a day that will frighten countless people.

“Bam—”

Worldly things, above Karma, history is always similar.

Mastering this trajectory, he has become a saint with the same life span as heaven and earth.

Someone whispered, a look of worry flashed across his face.

In the void, there was a loud shout.

A golden-black long dragon roared down instantly.

“Han Muye is my brother.”

Huang Laoliu laughed, and the magic dragon rolled over and slammed into the void.

Bai Yuming kept retreating, only to feel that the sweat in his palms could no longer hold the sword.

Such a character, as long as he doesn’t die, the steadfast Heavenly Venerate Power!

“Let’s go, since you’ve decided, don’t hesitate.” Luo Wuming snorted and behind him, the six-story sword pavilion appeared.

“boom–”

If it wasn’t for him to help Zhao Zhenghe control the sword of the God Emperor, Dang Wuyou could really snatch the sword of the God Emperor, and then control the secret guard of the God Court, plus this God Court puppet, the strength is overwhelming.

Hold one Samsara as holy, and make one Samsara as ancestor.

In order to be truly transcendent, I am afraid that you need to be like an endless god, and embark on the road of transcendence with great perseverance.

Seeing Huang Laoliu kill a hundred strong men with one palm, Han Muye felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Even if Supreme is in front of him at this time, he will break his bones if he doesn’t die.

No wonder it’s worry-free here.

A matter of life and death, who can be magnanimous?

Treasure.

“You dare—”

Who will die.

This is the law of the practice world.

In the voice, there is not the slightest fighting intent.

The powerhouses who surrounded him were all pale and trembling unknowingly.

Time, space, treasure, divine court puppet.

No matter how much you calculate, it’s just a punch.

Everyone’s eyes changed when they looked at Han Muye.

“It’s okay, it’s smoother than expected.” In Dang Wuyou’s voice, there was also no fighting intent.

Huang Lao Liu is different, Devil Cultivator, how can anyone not kill people?

She Jitu wrapped the broken big hand, a light roll, turned into its original shape, and fell into Huang Lao Liu’s palm.

At this time, Luo Wuming’s expression was solemn, and the divine light in his eyes staggered.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

“This is the world of the strong…” Someone whispered, and for a while he was disillusioned.

At this moment, all the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle were shaken away.

The others turned their heads at the same time.

The limelight was all over.

In the final battle of Taoism, no one can escape.

Because it is said that when the eighteen avenues are aggregated, the eighteen avenues need to be integrated into the world.

Han Muye raised his head, his eyes met Dang Wuyou thousands of miles away, and his spiritual senses clashed in the void.

No, they only see people who are worthy of their opponents.

Therefore, his combat power is among the Heavenly Venerate, and it is not enough to see at all.

There are Saints, and there are Semi-Saints.

“It’s the guardian puppet of the temple, and Dangyouyou controls the inheritance of the divine court!”

A month later, Yuling Daozong formed an alliance with the fairy world.

At this time, the second place on the list was under siege. If he couldn’t escape and fell, then Huang Laoliu might directly become the second place on the list.

This led to an interception.

No matter what the Tao of control is, there is a law, that is, the power of time and space, which must be Insightful.

It turned out that Dang Wuyou was the one who robbed the Emperor of God’s sword behind his back and stole the power of the formation of the treasure house of the God Court.

Sure enough, the second place on the list.

She Jitu rolled it backwards, wrapped the big hand, and tore it down.

Heaven and earth are respected together.

When Daozu is promoted to Tianzun, it is said that he needs to control eighteen avenues and become the body of eighteen Daozu.

Ten days later, a message came from the void.

They don’t care about other people’s lives.

What are you doing?

No strong man would be used to looking down.

He could imagine that at this time, as long as Han Muye and Dang Wuyou fought, the radius of 100,000 miles would inevitably turn into nothingness.

At this time, it seems that this plan is afraid to fail.

In the sky in the distance, a golden battle armor is thousands of feet high, holding two golden warhammers hundreds of feet in its hands, one sweeps across, and the void oscillates.

When Zhao Zhenghe of Shadow Heavenly Venerate stepped into the realm of Heavenly Venerate, he just took a trick to replace his own strength with a treasure containing space power and integrate into the world line.

The Great Saint falls.

This providence is Samsara, it is Heavenly Dao, it is the trajectory of the cycle of heaven and earth.

With this battle, even Tianzun can’t bear it.

A piece of fairy treasure can stabilize a big power and become a treasure of the town.

An army of 80,000,000 fairy spirits swept the void with Saints and half-sages.

This is the world Karma.

Huang Laoliu fought with a Supreme in the air, and as a result, Huang Laoliu won!

Han Muye’s eyes fell on the sky that was still roaring in the distance.

At this time, the Dao Ancestor Daxiu who witnessed the Dao Contest no longer even concealed his own identity, and spoke directly.

The Han Muye he thought was not the Han Muye.

In the end, you still have to have enough power.

Blessed by the power of the magic dragon, his power surpassed that of Saint, and he seized the authority of heaven and earth with the power of the treasure, turning the emptiness of thousands of miles into his demonic realm. This strike is unstoppable.

Get the way of the day and the earth and cultivate together, hold a Samsara and not die.

Han Muye decided that in the future, this kind of dirty work will have to be done by Huang Lao Liu.

This is Tianzun’s shot!

“Go to hell—”

In the dark, there is always providence.

Dangerous.

I am afraid that even in the entire Xianyuan world, it can also be in the forefront, right?

Behind the black magic dragon, countless magic lights flashed, and a picture scroll of Shrouding the Heavens unfolded.

Intercepting such a person, his head was kicked by a donkey…

A Supreme who engraved the Great Dao in the Eternal Age is a billion times different in combat power from the Supreme who engraved the Great Dao in three or five hundred years.

Huang Laoliu, wearing magic armor, stepped out in one step, raised his hand and slapped it with the palm of his hand.

Even if it is the Shangtianjian Pavilion, how many people can have such means?

The most unfortunate thing is that Han Muye has not yet forced to ask who is behind the instructions, who has motivated the power of the formation, and snatch the sword of the emperor from behind.

He also has self-knowledge, never regards himself as a real celestial powerhouse, and only concentrates on searching for various treasures and mingling with low-level practitioners.

“Tianxuan Han Xiang controls the seven-story sword pavilion, and according to the rules of my sword pavilion, we should do our best to help each other.” Luo Wuming’s words caused everyone around him to nod.

Worry-free, Han Muye, and the Great Saint, the power of each of these people made his heart palpitate.

Bai Yuming, who was hanging thousands of feet away, opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, really extraordinary!

“It was three breaths back in time just now, with a radius of 100 zhang, strength…” The calculated voice paused, and then trembled: “I can’t figure it out…”

Isn’t it the same for those Powers who are among the Nine Heavens in the world?

The master of the fairy world, the powerhouse in charge of a puppet of the divine court.

These two have no intention of fighting at all!

The spiritual sense in the void was transmitted, and the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and no one dared to speak half a voice.

But do they care about the lives and deaths of millions of people?

Those Dao ancestors who witnessed the Dao struggle can only maintain it with all their strength and keep the space from shattering.

The fighting intent on Luo Wuming’s body was restrained, not a single trace of escape.

Three days later, Jiange Luo Wuming defected to Tianxuan.

Zhao Zhenghe glanced at the big hand, moved and left quietly.

“Just tell me if you have anything to help.” Han Muye said softly, slowly fading away.

The power of shock in the void turned into tides, surging towards the surroundings.

Semi-sage, Saint, Taoist ancestor, above it is Tianzun.

As the Prime Minister of Tianxuan, Han Muye still has to pay attention to a certain amount of belly, and it is not easy to do much about murder.

Only the inheritance of the divine court can control the guardian puppet of the divine court, and it is one of the eighteen strongest puppets protecting the Great Hall of the divine court.

Words and deeds determine the lives and deaths of millions of people.

Huang Laoliu did not hold back.

A panicked roar came from the void.

Dang Wuyou did not chase, but condensed the golden Divine General, whose figure fell on the top of it, and turned his eyes towards Han Muye.

The power of backtracking at that moment was so strong that it was unimaginable.

Is there anyone who can fish in troubled waters this way?

Originally prepared to benefit from the Taoism struggle and retreated.

Han Muye stood with his sword in his hand, his expression indifferent.

As everything develops, there is always a track to be found.

Three days away in the world of Xianyuan, it is truly amazing to cultivate the power of time to such a level.

Those who obey prosper, those who oppose perish.

It seemed to sense Han Muye’s gaze, and in the distance, a burst of light and shadow burst.

The Great Saint Huang Zhenxiong, the Great Saint Huang Zhenxiong, can be valued by so many Powers because he controls a bit of the power of space.

Huang Laoliu has a treasure that surpasses the existence of immortal treasures!

If the two of them had a battle today, the battle would definitely end here!

“This struggle is more dangerous and terrifying than I imagined.” He looked at the group of Sect disciples beside him, and said in a low voice.

After all, the power of time and space is the power that those Taoist ancestors are pursuing.

In the void, countless people sighed in relief.

When they went to the Three-Day Sword Pavilion, they respected the old man in front of them.

Huang Lao Liu laughed, nodded towards Han Muye, and flew away.

God!

He has a sword cultivator’s intuition, and it is difficult for him to retreat in front of these three!

Two ways.

Such a person only needs to practice step by step, and he is a proper Heavenly Venerate.

In the void, a chilling air spreads.

Thinking about it all, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

Luo has no name, he says he has no name, but he keeps his name in the world.

But Han Muye knows that Dangyouyou is by no means what it appears to be, ranking second in the sky list, Dangyouyou must have its backing.

An ancient treasure that suppressed the luck of the gods, how many people in the world can match this treasure?

Ranked ninth in the sky, the powerhouse who can go back in time only ranks ninth in the sky?

Under the leadership of Huang Zhihu, Tianxuan thousands of swordsmen swept through the void.

“boom–”

Xuanji died, and most of the strong men who were besieged and slaughtered fell down, and the rest fled in desperation.

Each of these puppets has a power no less than that of the Heavenly Venerate. If they form a formation and are driven by Power, their combat power will be exerted to the extreme, and almost no one in the world can stop them.

The beam of light penetrates into the sky.

Will these two confront each other directly today?

Forget it, no amount of shady calculations can beat it in the end.

It wasn’t until the two really left that there was a noise in the void.

In the void, the Heavenly Venerate powerhouse who came from nowhere was also decisive, and he directly cut off the pair of Spiritual Qi’s illusory big hands, and his figure receded.

“How are the preparations?” Han Muye’s voice came.

“Looking back in time, this is to control the power of time to a pure level!” In the void, there was a voice of exclamation that changed its tone.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, his own kendo Cultivation Base reaches the sky, comprehends the power of time.

One is to use the power of time to go back in time and engrave own avenues in the long river of time.

Transcending all forces in the world, Karma was cut off from all forces in the world.

One is to use the power of space to directly open up space on the world line for own way to integrate.

Everyone flew up and headed towards Tianxuan.

Huang Laoliu’s shot to kill these people is more deterrent than Han Muye’s own shot.

With a treasure in the palm of his hand, Huang Laoliu’s combat power is probably close to the top three in the sky. wrong!

The puppet warlord of the divine court smashed down with a hammer, and three auras arose.

It’s not too much of a trivial matter to help him raise his daughter for so long, right?

There was an exclamation in the void, and a pair of illusory big hands grabbed the picture scroll behind Huang Lao Liu.

A treasure that attracts the coveted coveted by Tianzun.

No one wants to be coerced into a battle at this time.

A group of golden Buddha light lifted into the sky.

The world is overhauled, the pinnacle of spiritual transformation, and the gathering of power can pick up stars. What they want is the power of Karma, and take the opportunity to control their own destiny.

“Master, what should we do?” Bai Yuming looked at the old man with the sword in front of him.

The great sword cultivator who controls the power of time, the powerhouse with the puppets of the divine court, represents the decisive power of Tianxuan and the fairy spirits.

Once you master the power of Karma, you can see through Karma in the world, making the impossible possible.

The power of time and space determines the strength of Supreme after the achievement.

Huang Laoliu raised his head and grinned.

It doesn’t matter whether the opening of this road is a big road or a small road, whether it is to overcome obstacles or to make tricks.

“The same.” The golden-armored puppet under Dangyouyou stepped out and flew away into the distance.

Since my practice, I have seen many moments of life and death, but there has never been this moment of danger.

In the end, all of this Karma still falls on Han Muye.