Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

God killing gun.

One of the seven treasures refined by the master of Jiuxuan Peak.

Each of the seven treasures has its own special function, not just the powerful power contained in it.

Hidden in Ziyang Ding is fire.

The weather hammer is associated with endless wealth.

Zhentian Bow is related to the Muxing Clan.

Han Muye grasped the spear in front of him.

"Om—"

The golden light oscillates like clouds shining.

At this moment, the whole of Kunwu began to shake, countless mountains collapsed, and waves of big rivers churned.

All the divine beasts felt the power of their blood being pulled, and trembled all over.

Taiyin Youying turned around and looked in the direction Han Muye left.

"This is the suppression of the power of the bloodline. What kind of power is it that can suppress the entire prehistoric bloodline?"

Youying stretched out her hand, watching her palm tremble slightly.

Even a prehistoric overlord like her would be suppressed.

"Could it be the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth in ancient times, when the prehistoric world was first opened..."

Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, the accompanying thing when the world first opened.

It is not appropriate to say that it is an accompanying thing.

This heaven and earth spirit treasure was originally a universe, but because of the condensed power of its own, it did not turn into the void of heaven and earth, but showed various abnormal shapes.

There used to be several such accompanying treasures in the prehistoric world, which were used to suppress the prehistoric world.

It's just that these treasures disappeared later.

At this moment, in the spear held in Han Muye's hand, one after another of messages turned into pictures and appeared in his mind.

The stem of the golden lotus.

The body of this long spear is a golden lotus stem that is straight in the center and straight in the outside.

The companion treasure of the prehistoric universe, and then refine it with Wanhua Tianling Divine Iron to make the tip of the spear.

The combination of the two companion treasures turned into this battle gun.

With this gun, it can kill all kinds of souls and the most powerful forces in the world.

Therefore, the head of the prehistoric dragon crocodile was suppressed here.

"Hehe, the body is the body, even the God-killing Spear can be found so quickly."

A voice sounded, with a hint of emotion.

Han Muye knew that this was the division of his mind and soul, so he left a message for himself.

He stared intently, in the picture, his split soul was fused with two kinds of ancient treasures, and then merged with the spirit, energy, blood and power of countless divine beasts.

The moment the battle spear took shape, the entire world began to gather endless turmoil.

Thunder and lightning lasted for a thousand days.

A series of divine beast spirits were trapped in the spear, and then became the weapon spirit in the spear.

There is an interesting point about Killing God Gun.

This gun does not create killing with its own strength, but releases the spirit trapped in it every time it is shot.

As long as the divine soul activates the battle gun once, one of the trapped divine beast souls will be released.

This soul completes the contract and leaves on its own, or is reborn, or reshaped.

Killing God Spear, in fact, it should be called Shi Shenlance.

Holding the spear in his hand, Han Muye felt the number of souls in the spear.

There are at least a million souls, each of which is at the level of a prehistoric beast.

Among them, there is at least Wan Dao Divine Soul, which is second only to the prehistoric overlord.

The most core of the hundred spirits, each one is like an abyss.

It is difficult for Han Muye to mobilize these spirits now.

The prehistoric overlord.

The soul of the overlord level of the prehistoric world.

How strong would it be if the combat power of the God-killing Spear was fully erupted?

"Hehe, the treasure of Dao protection is the gathering of the merits and virtues of heaven and earth." Holding the spear tightly, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

Every time a soul is released, it is to feed back the world, it is to let this creature return, it is a merit.

But what's even better is that the spear itself is made from the accompanying treasure. There are seventy-two hollow passages in the stem of the golden lotus, and all the spirits can be cultivated in it. Improve a lot.

Hundreds of beasts and souls at the prehistoric overlord level were all nurtured by warmth.

"I suspect that there are different rules in other dimensions outside this universe."

"Lu Yue Sword God stepped outside the universe and never returned."

"If there is a chance, I will go and see."

The Lord of Jiuxuan Peak whispered, then looked up at the sky.

"Using the god-killing gun to protect the way, plus a few other treasures, I think it can preserve the inheritance of the prehistoric and the Xinghe universe and the universe of practice in the universe, right?"

The figure dispersed, and the spear in Han Muye's hand shook slightly.

On the body of the gun, golden light shone.

On Han Muye's body, all the power of the divine beast's blood poured into the gun body, making the spear emit a blue halo.

He slowly pulled out the spear from the head of the dragon crocodile below.

As the spear was slowly withdrawn, the bloody pattern covering the dragon crocodile's head began to shimmer with golden light.

The endless tide of blood surged.

The whole Kunwu was in turmoil again.

This world seems to be collapsing at any moment.

A boundless roar resounded between heaven and earth.

"Desolate ancient dragon crocodile..." Taiyin Youying whispered with a complicated complexion.

Behind her, the returning divine beasts all had solemn expressions.

Of the five prehistoric overlords in ancient times, only the dragon and crocodile was the most brutal.

Whether it's Taiyin Youying or Sun Zhuzhao, or the other two prehistoric overlords, they still care about the relationship between prehistoric beasts to some extent.

Only the dragon crocodile only knows how to kill at all, and absolutely despises the beasts whose strength and cultivation base are weaker than his.

If not, Dragon Crocodile would not be rescued by no one in the wild when it was besieged by the galaxy universe.

Now if the dragon crocodile reappears in Kunwu, I am afraid it will be another killing.

In ancient times, when divine beasts were seriously injured, they basically healed them by killing and devouring them.

But fortunately, there is Taiyin Youying in front of him at this time, who is also the overlord of the wild.

Even though Youying was not known for fighting back then, she was at her full strength and could definitely hold down the crippled dragon crocodile.

"boom--"

In the void, a roar sounded.

A phantom of the body of a desolate ancient dragon crocodile emerged.

With a body of one million feet, the scales and armor on the huge head are clearly shining, and there is a faint light.

Each of those sharp long teeth seems to be able to directly tear apart the sky.

Raising its head, the phantom dragon and crocodile let out a silent roar towards Kunwu's sky.

With this roar, the thunder and thick clouds shook together in the sky, and then crashed out of the sky and earth, smashing the bodies of those alien races scattered outside Kunwu.

No matter whether it is the four-armed Canaanite or other strange beasts of the void, none of them can block the thunder and clouds.

A wave of blood gathered in the void, and then rushed towards Kunwu, blending into the body of the dragon crocodile.

The originally illusory body of the dragon crocodile seemed to solidify a bit.

It's just that the influx of this little bit of power is obviously not enough, and the raised head of the dragon crocodile is slowly lowered.

Below, Han Muye, who was holding a spear, looked calm.

Behind him, the body of a barren ancient dragon crocodile also emerged.

"Roar--"

At this moment, the roaring sound shook the world!

The illusory bodies of the two barren ancient dragon crocodiles collided together.

Among Kunwu, all the beasts lowered their heads and trembled all over.

This is the suppression of blood power.

The blood power of the ancient prehistoric overlord is strong enough to directly suppress Kunwu.

"Boom—"

When the two huge figures collided, Han Muye's body trembled, as if his body was about to collapse.

But outside of his body, there was a layer of golden blood-red battle armor and a layer of lightning flashing, stabilizing his body.

The bloody formation.

The power of Kui Niu.

He Han Muye is based on the power of the dragon and crocodile, but he never said that his power of the dragon and crocodile is the fundamental strength.

His real foundation has always been the practice of swordsmanship, integrating all things into one's own way.

The two dragon crocodile phantoms above their heads confronted each other, and Han Muye's eyes fell on the head of the dragon crocodile in front of him.

The wide-eyed head of the dragon and crocodile revealed endless ferocity and confusion.

If it was an ordinary divine beast, even if it faced these eyes directly, it would break its soul.

At this moment, Han Muye held the God Killing Spear in his hand, and above his head, three golden long swords shone brightly.

Soul Sword.

Determine the soul with the soul.

His empty palm slowly pressed down, pressing on the head of the dragon crocodile.

A fierce aura rushed into his divine treasure in an instant.

The innate violent power of the ancient overlord filled his divine treasure in an instant.

That tyrannical aura intertwined, making Han Muye's eyes turn red instantly.

At this moment, the bloody formation that was originally only suppressing the head of the dragon crocodile burst out golden spirit patterns one after another, covering Han Muye's body.

This was exactly what Han Muye was waiting for.

The moment the blood fiend formation charged up, the blood fiend armor on his body shook and merged with the power of the blood fiend formation.

This is the power of the same source, which fits together and gathers on Han Muye.

The power of blood evil is the power to seal the dragon crocodile. Han Muye has gathered this power, and of course he also has the power to suppress the dragon crocodile.

He pressed on the palm above the dragon crocodile's head, and the bloody halo began to expand and spread.

The body of the dragon crocodile above its head shook slightly and was affected.

The tyrannical aura in Han Muye's divine treasure was turbulent and colliding, as if it wanted to smash Han Muye's divine treasure into pieces.

But Han Muye's three divine soul long swords fixed his body, making his divine treasure stable, allowing the aura to collide without the slightest crack.

Not only that, all kinds of power in his divine treasure are intertwined, and he forcibly restrains the boundless power.

"Om—"

The blood-colored battle armor on his body blended with power, and then pressed the head of the dragon crocodile in front of him, making the whole head start to appear illusory.

Compared with the danger of refining the dragon and crocodile tail at Dripping Blood Cliff last time, this time, it went much smoother.

Moreover, this time, not only was the head of the dragon crocodile quickly refined into the body, but Han Muye also felt the spiritual power contained in it.

The soul of the dragon crocodile has been extracted into the God Killing Spear, but there is still a layer of soul power left in the body of the dragon crocodile.

At this time, Han Muye refined the head of the dragon crocodile, and the remnants of his soul were attracted, slowly gathered, and turned into a lonely old man with black beard and gloomy face in a mournful robe.

This appearance is very similar to the appearance of the Tongtian Immortal Venerable back then.

"You are the one who inherits my strength." Looking at Han Muye, the old man spoke with a hint of chill on his face.

"Have you seen Tongtian?"

Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

Han Muye nodded.

"He is not my incarnation, but just an evil thought scattered in the soul, corroded and controlled by the power of the foreign domain."

The expression on the old man's face did not change at all.

"Since you can refine my body, I will give it to you, but you have to promise that when you see Tongtian one day, you will kill him."

Kill Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable was imprisoned in Shenyuan Tiangong for countless years.

But looking at it now, he might not be as simple as being imprisoned.

With the power of Tongtian Immortal Venerable, it is actually very easy to leave Shenyuan Tiangong.

If he doesn't leave, there must be some conspiracy.

Combined with the fact that the Canaan clan who had never appeared in the prehistoric universe attacked Kunwu, I am afraid that Tongtian Xianzun is the strongest existence of the Canaan clan lurking in the prehistoric universe.

This also makes sense, why did Immortal Venerable Tong Tian take advantage of the long river of time to spread the law, let Han Muye alone break countless worlds and cause the power of Zhou Tian God Realm to collapse.

"If I see Master Tongtian again, I will ask to understand." Han Muye nodded.

If all guesses are correct, then he will not hold back.

The black-robed old man in front of him nodded, and golden light shone from his body.

"This deity has no merits for the prehistoric creatures, and now my remnant soul returns to Kunwu, which is the last thing I do for Kunwu."

Following the creation of the words, the remnant soul of the dragon crocodile turned into nothingness, and then condensed into a blue wind volume, which began to float in Kunwu.

This breath has the power of the ancient times as the core, and the continuous impact can continuously purify the power in Kunwu.

Of course, in this way, the wind scroll will also be consumed slowly until it runs out of strength.

Han Muye watched the wind roll away, and the head of the mountain-like dragon crocodile in front of him slowly blurred and entered his body.

A surge of energy and blood surged, and a layer of golden gangsha on his body exploded.

The bloody battle armor and the lightning flashed intertwined, barely holding his body steady.

Above his head, the phantoms of two dragons and crocodiles merged into one, and then they raised their heads to the sky and howled.

On his body, nine golden halos intertwined and circulated, and then condensed into a golden phantom of the sun, gathering behind him.

True spirit, nine turns!

This is the highest level of practice method derived in the wilderness, and it has never really appeared.

No one has confirmed whether this practice method can enter the realm of nine revolutions.

Now, Han Muye has stepped into the Nine Revolutions of the True Spirit, proving that this cultivation method can really reverse the bloodline and return to the level of existence in ancient times.

At this time, the power of the nine-turn true spirit has reached the quasi-hegemony realm of the ancient prehistoric times.

This is the power that runs across all universes.

Just relying on the power of the Nine Revolutions of the True Spirit, it can reproduce the prehistoric glory of the ancient times.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

In his hands, endless streams of light scattered, flying towards the surrounding void.

This is the practice method of the Nine-Turn True Spirit.

After his modification, it fits almost all races among Kunwu.

Taiyin Youying stretched out her hand to grab a ray of spiritual light, the halo flickered on her body, and there was a trace of pain in her eyes.

"This is the method of the true spirit. At the beginning, the eldest brother said that only by resetting the practice method can the prehistoric creatures have a way out."

Holding the aura in her hand tightly, she looked at Han Muye in the distance.

Behind Han Muye, the shadow of the Great Sun and Golden Crow is clearly the power of the sun candle!

Nine-turned true spirit, returning to the ancestors.

Zhuzhao quietly integrated her power into the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

Han Muye turned around and nodded to Taiyin Youying.

Nine revolutions of the true spirit, he also felt some things back then.

The sun candle shines, using its own strength as the foundation, transforms into the Great Sun Golden Crow, and then protects the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.

So, where is the end of the Great Desolate Ruins, the place where I dared not even set foot?

there, what's there?

"Let's go quickly. The Land of Ten Thousand Realms has merged. If you don't go, you won't be able to go."

A chaotic voice sounded, and then, Han Muye's body was covered by a layer of golden divine light, and his body slowly turned into nothingness.

"boom--"

A streak of golden thunder fell around him.

"My strength is not enough, and I don't know where I can send you."

There was a trace of weakness in the chaotic voice.

When Han Muye opened his eyes, he was already on a desolate grassland.

The place where ten thousand domains compete for the top, but he doesn't know what level it is.

"Surrender, or die—"

Behind him, a voice sounded.

One is equivalent to the fifth-level Armor Master of the Galaxy Universe, roughly equivalent to the power of the Great Desolate Universe beyond the Heavenly Realm, and the power of the Immortal Realm is revealed behind Han Muye.