Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In everyone's eyes, Han Muye stood where he was, with the dark aura swelling around his body, but it didn't damage his body at all.

"How is this possible..." Nielong whispered with a dazed expression on his face.

Canglong also stared wide-eyed, looking at Han Muye who was standing there, his aura slowly becoming invisible, and the clouds were calm.

The power of this amount of calamity can't make his body collapse?

Is there any power in the world that surpasses the calamity?

Everyone inside and outside the altar was stunned at this moment.

The power of calamity that everyone is afraid of has no effect on Han Muye.

What else can he not do?

"boom--"

The phantom warrior above the sky seemed to be enraged by Han Muye, and the phantom spear in his hand stabbed directly at Han Muye.

In this blow, the cyan sharp edge with aura of avenues combined with the power of Measuring Calamity, turned into a wind, and hit Han Muye again.

sharp.

Han Muye raised his head and sighed inwardly.

This illusory warrior is not only able to control the power of calamity, but the most important thing is his proficiency in the operation of Dao power.

Just now when the power of Thunder and Measurable Tribulation poured into Han Muye's body, he already felt that Han Muye was not afraid of Measuring Tribulation and Thunder.

At this time, the power rules have been changed.

The pure power rule is compatible with the power of calamity.

No one is without weaknesses.

Since Han Muye is powerful in the Dao of Thunder, he must be weak against the pure power of the physical body.

The wind rolled by the spear was going to tear Han Muye's body apart.

The wind was blowing, and the majestic wind was raging on the altar.

The sky and the earth, with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, turned into a tornado supporting the sky.

Han Muye, who is in the middle of the tornado, has to bear the force of the entire world.

"It's too strong..." A strong man in the Immortal Venerable Realm, who was struggling to stand still, murmured with a pale face.

Not far away, the bodies of several Immortal Venerable Realms whose cultivation levels were a little short were swept up into the sky by the wind uncontrollably.

"drink--"

Han Muye clenched his fist, stepped out abruptly, and then punched hard.

In front of him, a golden ripple appeared.

The ripples turned into a fist shadow and rushed forward.

The shadow of the fist was only an inch in size, but with one blow, it directly shattered the void in front of him.

"Boom—"

Thousands of miles of heaven and earth collapsed.

To point, to break the surface.

Thousands of miles of sky turned into light golden cracks that shattered inch by inch, scattered and fell to the surroundings.

The surrounding winds were naturally shattered by this punch.

The wind that had ravaged hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth stopped abruptly.

Such changes caused the body of the phantom warrior who stabbed out the spear to distort, vibrate, and almost shatter directly.

Outside the gate of heaven, the young man from the sky plane widened his eyes.

On the altar, all the practitioners looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

That punch just now was so strong that it could defy the sky.

"This guy has inherited the blood power of the dragon crocodile." Nielong grinned slightly.

Dragon crocodile.

Canglong and Fenghuang looked at each other without speaking.

No wonder.

Han Muye broke through the supernatural powers of Warlord Phantom with one punch, making him a little dazed for a while.

Han Muye wouldn't give him a chance, so he rushed out, punching and punching, and the shadow of the punch he punched hit the phantom through the strong wind.

Not only that, he also raised his hand and shot out thunderbolts, which fell on the heads of the Tianwei who urged the generals.

Suppressed by this thunder, the body of the phantom warrior became more and more turbulent.

"Boom—"

After a hundred punches, Unreal Warlord's body shattered into pieces.

That day the guard formation was also engulfed by thunder.

Han Muye didn't care about the Tianwei who resisted the thunder, but looked up at the young man in front of the Tianmen.

The young man was taken aback.

Han Muye flew up, the long sword in his hand aroused endless thunder, and slammed towards the gate of heaven.

The young man looked at the falling thunder, his face was pale, he turned and left.

The sword light landed in front of the Tianmen and hit the sky-reaching beam of light.

The exploding thunder light raged, making the pillars of light all over the sky start to turmoil.

Han Muye stood outside the gate of heaven with his sword in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting intent.

Now that he has come here, how can it be his style to return without entering the gate of heaven?

Without hesitation, he stepped into the golden beam of light.

In the beam of light, an endless stream of light instantly enveloped his body.

This is to supplement the original power.

But it was different from when others were replenishing their original power, Han Muye had too much light around him, too bright.

This doesn't mean that he lacks many origins, but that he has mastered too much power of rules when he practiced.

Every rule must be completed, so this endless streamer is triggered.

"wind."

"water."

"fire."

"Fire Sun."

Han Muye felt the power of heaven and earth one after another, and the divine light in his eyes changed.

The aura on his body also changed from deep to blazing.

"I see!"

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the breath on his body knocked away all the streamers around him.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Lord of the Nine Profound Peak wanted him to gather the seven treasures.

He finally understood why the Great Sun Golden Crow had to turn into a scorching sun.

He also finally understood why there are so many market circles.

In this direction, the missing origin is controlled by those seven treasures.

The Lord of Jiuxuan Peak refines the seven treasures just to make up for the origin of this dimension!

"So, the wood god is left after the heaven plane stole the wood attribute power from this plane."

"So, the Great Sun Golden Crow clan will be destroyed."

"So, the gathering in Ziyang Cauldron is the fire of hope."

...

On Han Muye's body, surging power was churning.

When he realized it, he finally knew why he was able to control the amount of calamity, which was different from others.

His origin is not in this direction.

Therefore, the power of calamity in this direction cannot harm him, but can use his body as a carrier.

At this time, the power of measuring calamity surging in his body was already extremely magnificent.

"Since you're standing here, why don't you take a look?"

A smile appeared on Han Muye's face.

He turned his head and looked inside and outside the altar below, as well as those practitioners who were still trapped in the beam of light reaching the sky.

"Everyone, it's rare that the gate of heaven is wide open. Are you interested in going to the plane of heaven?"

Go to the plane of heaven?

See what that plane looks like?

Han Muye's words stunned everyone.

This is what they thought before, but at this moment they dare not think at all.

They are afraid of attracting thunder, they are afraid of attracting Tianwei, they are afraid of the strong in the sky.

But, are you willing?

Already standing here, but not stepping into the heavenly plane, are you willing?

Han Muye turned around, looked at the Tianmen in front of him, and took a deep breath.

He stepped out and walked directly into the gate of heaven.

The others were stunned for a moment, at a loss.

They didn't know what the consequences would be if Han Muye stepped into the Tianmen.

"Hehe, this kid has courage." On the stone pillar, Nielong whispered.

Not far away, Phoenix's eyes were full of light, and he said in a low voice: "He really looks like the Lord of the Nine Profound Peak..."

"Ugh—"

A figure flew down outside the Tianmen.

Huang Zhihu, holding a long sword, rushed straight into the Tianmen without hesitation.

Behind her, figures of elites from the Ten Thousand Domains flew down and stepped in.

This scene made those hesitant powerhouses look complicated.

Perhaps, only those elite juniors are still passionate.

"This is, the heavenly plane?"

After stepping into the gate of heaven, Han Muye who stood in a desert whispered softly.

The big sun above his head, the rolling mountains and the barren desert are no different from the plane he came from.

Even the thin spirit energy between heaven and earth is very similar.

But what is really different is the source.

Stretching out his hand, he looked at his palm.

The power of measuring calamity that was originally intertwined on his body was directly suppressed.

The immortal power in his body was also suppressed thousands of times.

This kind of suppression is not aimed at by the power of the Great Dao, but that the origin of the world here is stable, making all the forces more solidified.

Just like the message conveyed in the altar of the sky, the upper plane is the real and stable world.

Because it is true and stable, the power of spells will be weakened, and the damage of physical power to the world will also be reduced.

It was hard for Han Muye to imagine, in such a world, what the original Nine Profound Peak Master and Lu Yue Sword God used to cut down the battleground of ten thousand domains and bring them back.

He stretched out his hand to grab a handful of sand, and clenched his palm slightly.

With my current peak strength, in this square world, at most, I can only shatter the land of thousands of miles with one blow, right?

"Father." Huang Zhihu's voice sounded from the golden light door behind him, and he stepped out.

When Huang Zhihu flew into the sky and land, his expression changed.

Her body couldn't help shaking.

"Your origin has not been stabilized and perfected, and you can't stop the avenues from rolling in this world."

Han Muye looked at Huang Zhihu, his eyes fell on the figures flying down behind him.

He waved his hand, and a battle puppet battle armor appeared.

Just taking out the treasures in the storage space is not something that ordinary immortals can do.

In the heavenly plane, to open a storage space, you need to have a perfect origin and complete control over the rules of the space.

"You wear battle armor, bless with the power of war puppet, and then realize the power of this original perfection."

"This is your chance."

"When you go back, try your best to bring back as many things as you can."

Looking at these Wanyu elites, Han Muye smiled and said, "It's just a handful of sand, and if you take it back, it's a treasure of perfect origin."

This is true, but not so exaggerated.

The place where the ten thousand domains compete for the front is also the place where the origin is perfect, so it can be continuously divided and then reassembled.

If these sands are used for refining, at most, it can ensure that the objects are broken and then restored.

Of course, if it is something else from the heavenly plane, if it is taken from the lower plane, it might really be a treasure.

A group of elites hurriedly put on the battle armor, and then manipulated the war puppets to spread out in all directions.

Huang Zhihu followed Han Muye's instructions and continued to direct them to form a battle formation.

In this plane, the power of the battle formation is suppressed, and the strength displayed is far from being as magnificent as the plane below.

However, his kendo cultivation base can still show good combat power.

Not only the way of swordsmanship, but other methods of his own skills have not been suppressed much.

Probably in this heavenly plane, as long as you don't resort to external means, you can still use it.

This made those sword cultivator disciples happy.

Han Muye also tried it, and his kendo strength is still 80%.

There are more and more figures stepping out of the light gate in the rear, and finally there are strong men from all universes coming.

As soon as they entered the heavenly plane, the expressions of these strong men changed.

The power rules between the heaven and the earth, and the stable state of the avenue made them very uncomfortable.

But after realizing the power, they were extremely happy.

The place where the original source was stable suppressed and slowly consolidated their strength that had already reached the peak.

Their longevity and cultivation will be solidified layer by layer.

When they reach the peak of cultivation in this direction, they will really be able to live forever and see forever, immortal.

The sand in this plane can be reunited and indestructible when it falls on the lower plane, let alone the strong man who has cultivated to the peak in this plane?

"Woo--"

In the distance, a horn sounded.

The sound of this trumpet spread throughout the area of ​​thousands of miles, and there were tremors between the heaven and the earth.

One after another flying figures rushed towards Han Muye and the others who stepped into the heavenly plane.

"Sky monster!"

"The monsters have been domesticated these days!"

"At least a second-grade sky monster, and a super-first-grade beast!"

Everyone looked at the overwhelming sky monsters with extremely serious expressions on their faces.

It is extremely difficult to deal with so many sky monsters when the magic power is suppressed.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

In the distance, the sound of war drums sounded.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Defense."

Without hesitation, Huang Zhihu raised his hand and propped up a sword light, turning it into a light curtain.

Behind her, all the elites of Wanyu surged with blood and true essence, condensing into sword lights and setting up a bright light curtain above their heads.

Those strong men who had just arrived were still a little dazed, and when they looked up, their faces showed astonishment.

A series of gray and black three-foot-long crossbow arrows flew like a rain of arrows.

These crossbow arrows descended from the sky with a howling and shrill sound.

Are such low-level methods useful to powerful people like them?

A Taoist in a green robe snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and threw out a golden light.

This golden light turned into a ten thousand zhang golden cloud above his head, protecting the surrounding ten thousand zhang space.

It's just a few crossbow arrows, for a fairy like him——

"Stab—"

The crossbow arrows tore through the golden cloud without stopping, and pierced downwards.

This scene instantly changed the expression of the Taoist who had a smile on his face.

The other powerful men also rushed to attack, all kinds of spells, supernatural powers, and weapons, and the gray treasures aroused a flash of inspiration.

"when--"

A long sword was directly broken by the falling crossbow.

"Boom—"

A group of golden divine flames was pierced by a crossbow arrow.

"call out--"

A light curtain was directly torn apart by the crossbow arrows.

At this moment, everyone was in a panic to resist the flying crossbow arrows.

"The origin of this plane is stable, and the ordinary crossbow arrows refined can break the treasures of the fairy treasure level in our hands."

"Only by refining the treasure in your hand and using the original power of this plane to upgrade it to a treasure with perfect origin can we resist the attack of the heaven plane."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

Those proud weapons and treasures, even the war puppet battle armor, would be vulnerable in this direction.

Only by re-refining and infusing with the original power can it be sublimated.

Of course, once these treasures are sublimated to the original stable level, and then brought back to the lower plane, it will be the top treasure of the road.

Han Muye's eyes revealed endless divine light.

The war puppet battle armor in his hand now has millions of various magical soldiers.

What would it be like if they were all sublimated into treasures of the Great Dao?

Raising his hand, a golden cauldron appeared in his palm.

Ziyang tripod.

"Let's start with the flames."

He whispered in his mouth, then raised his hand to clap.

"boom--"

Endless divine flames, sweeping the world!