Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

"you dare--"

A roar came from Han Muye's divine treasure.

The seven-colored divine light seemed about to explode, penetrating towards his body.

"Want to escape?"

"I'm fighting with you!"

The blue dragon's phantom laughed long, and the body of the soul turned into light blue smoke, locking the colorful divine light.

"Boy, Honghuang is in your hands."

On the other side, Baihu also drank for a long time, and then his body turned into nothingness.

In Han Muye's divine treasure, one after another voices resounded, and then all the gods, beasts and souls turned into nothingness, covering them in a colorful halo.

Han Muye didn't hesitate any longer, he clapped it with his palm, and the sky filled with thunder light pierced through Tamu Lake.

Like thunder, it enveloped his body and the giant's body.

The giant who originally wanted to struggle was enveloped by the thunder, trembling all over, and could no longer resist.

The divine patterns on his body also began to be pressed into the depths of his body.

Visible to the naked eye, the body began to shrink.

Constrained by this prehistoric power, poured into the origin of the world.

When the giant's body turned into the same size as Han Muye's, his appearance was already indistinguishable from him.

"Do you want to refine the body of the deity?"

"Who gave you the guts!"

In Han Muye's divine treasure, the colorful halo that was locked by countless illusory chains turned into a giant again. With a loud shout, he broke free from the chains, and directly turned Han Muye's body into colorful.

"The deity just devoured your body to enhance the original power."

The colorful light imprisoned Han Muye's body, making him unable to move at all.

Han Muye wanted to refine the giant's body, and the other party wanted to devour his body!

"Om—"

At this moment, Han Muye's body began to shake.

A black long sword emerged.

When the long sword appeared, the seven-colored divine light surged, wanting to escape Han Muye's body directly.

At this moment, Han Muye's body turned into nothingness in a turmoil, and then attached to the black long sword.

Even the colorful divine light was attached to the long sword.

Han Muye's True Spirit Sword, this is his body!

His soul has already turned into a sword of soul, and even his body has long been condensed into a sword.

Qicai Shenguang has been doing useless work from beginning to end.

What he wants to devour has always been a sword!

"Om—"

The body standing opposite opened his eyes, then stretched out his palm and held the black long sword in his palm.

"don't want--"

A desperate call came from the colorful divine light.

It's just that Han Muye, who was transformed into a giant's body, didn't hesitate at all, he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and then the surging energy and blood poured in, and the power of thunder turned into a torrent.

The incarnation outside the body, the body of the sword, the power of the two bodies merged, the soul turned into a long sword again, and cut the colorful light into pieces.

"Om—"

The long sword turned into a body again, bumped forward, and the two bodies merged together.

The water in the entire Tamu Lake began to vibrate, and the altar below also began to vibrate rapidly.

Han Muye's body landed on the altar, pressing down with all his energy and blood, locking the vibration on the altar.

...

A day later, his body reappeared outside the altar, and he looked up at the body above the altar.

The giant body of the pantian plane has turned into his incarnation outside the body and has become a part of his body.

This method gave him two bodies.

But for him, this avatar is too strong, and it will take time to fully refine it.

Fortunately, after devouring the opponent's soul, there is no need to worry about this body getting out of control.

Moreover, with the memory of the soul, one only needs to gradually refine the body in the future.

"This altar is not only a channel to extract the origin of the wilderness, but also a channel to the Pantian plane."

"If I have a chance, I will go to Pantian Plane to have a look."

"Unfortunately, my strength is not enough now."

Don't look at being able to refine the giant body of the Pantian plane into a clone, but this is just a fluke.

Without the help of those beasts and souls, he didn't have enough time to make a move.

It's not that the opponent has already exhausted his source, and he doesn't have enough strength to refine this body into an avatar.

In the heyday of this Pantian plane powerhouse, even ten of him, Han Muye, were not enough to look at.

The power of the Pantian plane is really unimaginable.

Let the avatar suppress the altar here, and then use the power of the prehistoric to supplement the emptiness in the body, the eyes were full of light, Han Muye looked around.

Countless remnants of divine beasts scattered, and countless bone fragments and long bones scattered.

"Don't worry, I will protect this prehistoric place."

Han Muye whispered in his mouth, and blood surged in his body.

In every world, there is always some persistence and sacrifice.

Since he bears the favor of this world, he must do what should be done.

This one is not the only giant that fell in the Tamu Lake. Although the others are not as powerful as this one, and their injuries are also extremely serious, but because the origin of the prehistoric world cannot melt their bodies, those remnants still remain.

The Yuantian Holy Association is where the powerful from all walks of life set foot on Tamu Lake, search for the giant remnants of the Pantian plane in countless illusions, and then devour the origin, improve their cultivation, and step into the overlord level.

Han Muye has the memory and body of the powerful people in the Pantian Plane as his avatar, and he has also practiced the skills of the Pantian Plane. He already has a lot of feelings about the remnants of those strong people in the Pantian Plane.

He didn't stay any longer, moved his body, and walked through the depths of the lake to find scattered golden stones.

Each piece is ten feet square, and he didn't pick up the small ones.

These are the Pantian Stones transformed from the giant body of Pantian Plane.

It is said that this thing can mend the sky.

Searching quickly, Han Muye found hundreds of thousands of rocks before leaving Tamu Lake.

There are also many small rocks scattered in the lake, and those are the opportunities for the beasts to become overlords.

Anyway, they can't get the Pantian Stone with a radius of ten feet here, and they may even be backlashed by its power.

Just like Han Muye refined that complete giant body, if it wasn't for chance, he might have become the opponent's clone by now.

When Han Muye returned to the lakeside where he had left before, the bone pagoda had already been built.

All human warriors guard around the tower.

In the distance, many divine beasts have arrived, waiting quietly.

With a movement of Han Muye's figure, he had already stepped onto the lofty platform.

He wants to refine the blank original body of the lineage on this high platform, so that those overlords of beasts can have the opportunity to become the masters of the lineage.

Only such a temptation can make those overlords of beasts participate in this holy meeting.

At this time, one after another divine and soul powers were probing towards Han Muye, wanting to see how he could refine the original power.

Although Han Muye was able to refine the power of the original source, he insisted on turning the water vein power of the Bishui Qilin clan into Gong Gong, but many gods and beasts did not believe this.

How could there be such a means in the world?

"boom--"

In Han Muye's hands, a ball of golden flame rose.

At this moment, endless divine light flashed in his eyes.

It's very easy if you take out the pantian stone to refine the weapon.

A blank original body can be refined directly.

But this is not what Han Muye wants, he really wants to rely on his own refining means, really want to refine the original body.

As the flames rose, Han Muye's voice sounded: "Wind Lingshi, 300,000 catties, Yuhun Essence, 100,000 catties, Bashan Tianyu, 130,000 pieces..."

His voice came out, vibrating in the void.

Not far away, a white tiger flew out, opened its mouth, and spit out portions of jade-colored ten stones.

"My White Tiger Clan offers 200,000 catties of Soul Essence, and asks Mr. Han to refine the weapon."

The white tiger's voice vibrated in the void.

Refining the body of the blank lineage, no matter who will get the body in the end, it will belong to the prehistoric beast after all.

No one made a shot, so isn't it empty?

As the white tiger stepped forward, many representatives of the beasts from the family group came to offer precious spiritual materials.

These are all treasures that are hard to find in the world, and each of them is the top of the prehistoric world.

Han Muye raised his hand, and all the treasures turned into a torrent, swirling around the bone tower.

The golden flames shone, enveloping all spiritual treasures.

"He wants to refine the weapon directly?"

"I've never seen this method before."

"Just this divine flame, I am afraid that it cannot be possessed by the overlord of the fire-veined beast."

Countless exclamations resounded, and all the surrounding beasts cast their spiritual thoughts on the flames around the high platform.

Magnificent and agitated, thousands of miles of sky shone, and endless divine light began to boil.

If it weren't for the fact that the towering tower was built with the bones of divine beasts, it would have collapsed immediately.

At this time, under the endless divine flames and divine light, divine patterns flashed on the long bones, attracting the surrounding heaven and earth power.

"Om—"

The sky and the earth trembled, and Tamu Lake churned like clouds.

Waves of spiritual power came out of Tamu Lake.

Those are the remnants of countless divine beasts.

They no longer have their own memories, they are just instinctively drawn by power.

The gods, beasts and spirits were waiting on the shore of the lake, their eyes cast on the tower.

The power of heaven and earth around them, as well as the god-killing spear in the depths of the lake at this time, made these divine beasts feel at ease.

"boom--"

A spirit material exploded in the flames.

Immediately afterwards, countless spiritual materials began to gather.

Around Han Muye's body, a total of nine pillars of flame emerged.

Countless original power poured into the pillars of the nine divine flames, and the original power slowly disintegrated and finally turned into nine torrents.

Some of these nine beams of light are blazing, some are icy cold, some are sharp, some are thick, some are turbulent, and some are agile...

"He, he's crazy, he wants to refine nine original bodies at once!"

"How is it possible, even if he is the Supreme Creator, he can't do it..."

Below, in the distance, countless whispers came.

No one dared to think that Han Muye was refining the bodies of nine gods at once.

They all thought that the spiritual material treasure that Han Muye wanted before was to refine a blank original body.

Refining nine gods at once!

This simply subverted the knowledge of all the beasts and subverted their imagination.

Han Muye stood on the high platform, all kinds of original forces in his body intertwined and surged, turning into endless divine lines.

This is the pinnacle of his refining level.

creation.

Even the original Nine Profound Peak Lord was one step short of reaching this level.

According to the understanding of those overlords of beasts, those who can create are the strongest creators in the world.

That is the real powerhouse who can regenerate all things.

Rebirth.

Han Muye turned his head to look in the direction of Muta Lake.

Countless beasts and spirits looked at him.

These remnants instinctively want to be reshaped and reborn.

Only the strong who can refine the body of the overlord of the lineage can be qualified to rebirth these divine beasts.

"To reproduce the prehistoric times, I don't know if there is such a skill."

Han Muye whispered.

The Nine Dao Gods fireworks circled around the high platform.

At this moment, all creatures are silent.

They can feel the original changes between heaven and earth.

The original body is really brewing in the nine pillars of fire.

Whoever can obtain this original body can become the overlord of the lineage.

"Roar--"

A figure rushed to the high platform.

It's just that before the high-ranking beast rushed to the high platform, its body shook suddenly, and then shattered, turning into bloodstones all over the place.

On the other side, the two high-ranking beasts rushed halfway, and the outside of the body was covered with blood.

"The original power is turned into a barrier, there is no overlord level, and you can't even touch it."

"This is the power of the source."

Those overlords stopped in their tracks, all of them intertwined.

Nine sources of power condense into an extremely strong barrier, no one can break this barrier.

Even the overlord of the original source can't do it.

"The nine strongest ethnic groups in the Tianyuan Saint Association can get the bodies of nine overlords of the same line."

Han Muye's voice sounded, resounding for hundreds of thousands of miles.

The strongest group in the Tianyuan Saint Association is the master of these nine original bodies.

Without hesitation, those divine beasts rushed directly into the Tamu Lake in front of them.

holy lake.

Countless divine beasts and strange beasts enter it, which will stimulate the strange power in Tamu Lake and turn them into illusions.

Fighting in the illusion, the dead become the guardian spirit of Tamu Lake, and like those lost souls, they will stay in Tamu Lake forever.

Han Muye knew that the fact is that those souls and bodies that fell into it would leave their original sources behind and become the original source offerings for Honghuang and the altar.

For countless years, relying on the extraction of these spirits and origins, coupled with the sacrifices of countless overlords of beasts and beasts, the world of prehistoric ruins was able to maintain a balance with the altar and seal it off.

But this time is different.

The altar is guarded by Han Muye's avatar, so there is no need to consume the origin of the beast.

The fighting of these divine beasts, the original power of feeding back will be directly attributed to the heaven and the earth, to the prehistoric.

The prehistoric way of heaven will grow quietly.

This is not known to those divine beasts who plan to subvert the prehistoric world.

None of their backhands planned this matter.

"Woo--"

In the distance, a huge troop of warriors came slowly.

Eighty million human warriors arrived under the leadership of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.

"Master Han, how can my human race participate in the holy meeting?"

Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye on the high platform and spoke loudly.

Human Race, with whom to become an ally?

Han Muye stood up, with endless divine light shining in his eyes.

"After the holy meeting, the prehistoric human race will be respected."

The human race is respected!

Han Muye's words shook the whole world.

Countless beasts turned their heads.

Human race, only 80 million war cavalry.

What qualifications do they have to become the overlord of the wild?

"After the holy meeting, the human race is respected!"

Zhu Rong let out a long drink and stepped into the lake on his war cavalry.

Behind him, a series of warriors followed, rushing into the lake.

On the other side, Gonggong just raised his hand, and with a slight movement, a gate appeared in the lake, and he led the army into the gate.

"Hunting, start."

Han Muye whispered, and his figure went straight up to the sky.

In the surrounding world, countless divine beasts rushed towards Tamu Lake.

Dozens of overlord-level figures came towards Han Muye.

Chapter 888, auspicious! ! !