Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Jinhong.

Relying on the power of the Void Spirit, he stepped into the realm of gods, but was tricked and had to use all his power to suppress the Void Spirit clan.

This somewhat miserable Golden Crow god actually wanted to be reborn with the help of Han Muye.

The Poxu Taoist body looked at Han Muye, and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand.

"You are indeed the most powerful and talented junior I have ever seen."

"With the fire vein cultivation talent, you can step into the realm of breaking the void and have the opportunity to control the power of the divine realm."

"I don't understand the way of thunder, but your talent in swordsmanship is definitely no worse than that of Yu Shaotang."

Slowly raising the sword in his hand, Jin Hong looked at Han Muye.

The illusory power in his body was vibrating.

This concussive force caused a look of pain on Jin Hong's face.

A glimmer of light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

"Help me, help me kill..." Jin Hong shook his head and growled through gritted teeth.

In his eyes, there were layers of illusory world emerging.

Coming through the endless world?

It's not Jin Hong, but the god-level venerable of the Void Spirit Clan!

Back then, Jin Hong was plotted and was almost transformed into a body by a strong man from the Void Spirit Clan. Now, through Jin Hong's divine soul mark, that strong man in the divine realm is about to come directly through billions of layers of heaven and earth!

"Destroy my soul quickly, otherwise he will come..."

Jin Hong bit down and growled, his body twisting uncontrollably.

Only by killing his soul and cutting off the mark drawn out of his soul can we prevent the virtual spirit clan from coming to the divine realm.

Han Muye looked at the condensed body in front of him, now occupied by Jin Hong, with a calm expression on his face.

He looked up at the big blue seal in front of him.

"Yu Shaotang was actually looking for such an opportunity to take action back then, right?"

"At that time, you all knew that there was a god who was plotting behind the scenes, but you still chose to devour the virtual spirit."

His eyes fell on Jin Hong, and Han Muye's eyes revealed a deep halo.

Jin Hong lied to him.

At the beginning, both Jin Hong and Yu Shaotang knew that if they swallowed too many ethereal spirits, they would be controlled by the other party, and the powerful ethereal tribe would take action.

But they took the gamble anyway.

Both of them borrowed the power of the Void Spirit to step into the divine realm, and then attracted powerful men from the Void Spirit Clan to take action.

Yu Shaotang fought against the opponent with the power of the divine realm of swordsmanship, while Jin Hong tried his best to stabilize his own cultivation, striving to refine the power of the ethereal spirit and completely enter the divine realm before the opponent swallowed him.

Look now, the choice of Yu Shaotang and Jin Hong failed in the end.

"I want to know, is Yu Shaotang still alive?"

Han Muye spoke calmly.

Jin Hong trembled, lowered his head, and whispered: "I don't know..."

"I, I really don't know."

"When I claimed this place for myself, he used the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal to help me sleep. I don't know if he can escape in front of the divine realm."

The aura on Jin Hong's body was turbulent, and there was a collision of blood and psychedelic power in his eyes.

A force beyond itself stirs.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the large cyan seal in front of him.

The endless sword light blended and collided with the glare on the big seal.

Thousands of depths appeared in his eyes, as if the sword light was exploding.

He took a deep breath and looked beyond the seal to the top of the million-foot golden pagoda.

"Senior Jin Hong, how about we work together again?"

His eyes narrowed, and his body filled with fighting spirit condensed into a phantom in golden armor. Han Muye said word by word: "Back then, you and Yu Shaotang blocked the plan to kill the gods. Today, you and I will have another fight."

One more time!

Jin Hong was trembling all over. He looked up at Han Muye, his mouth trembling: "You, you want to kill God——"

Killing gods is killing gods!

There are legends in the world that there are top-notch Breaking Void realms who can compete with the gods.

But a cultivator who has not even stepped into the realm of domination actually wants to kill the gods?

"It's impossible. You, you can't do something that even Yu Shaotang couldn't do back then..."

Jin Hong murmured.

He really lost his courage.

At that time, he and Yu Shaotang were both at the peak level and half-step to the divine realm, but they were still defeated miserably in front of a strong man in the divine realm.

If you don't enter the divine realm, you really won't understand how powerful it is.

The corners of Jin Hong's mouth trembled and he murmured.

Han Muye did not speak, but raised his hand and held the big green seal.

"boom--"

Endless sword light poured into the seal, and countless sword shadows flashed, filling the surrounding space.

The sword light wrapped around Han Muye's body, blocking the shadows of all the long swords.

"Senior Yu Shaotang, are you willing to fight again?"

Yu Shaotang.

The head of Zhentian Sword Sect.

One of the strongest kendo masters in the Pantian plane back then, he was one step away from becoming a kendo god.

Jin Hong once said that this man had left that year, but Jin Hong didn’t know the real situation.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Jin Hong was shocked and looked up ahead.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that among the younger generations of sword cultivators, there are still people with such a character."

"Sword cultivators like us are supposed to be so sharp that they cannot be broken."

A faint voice sounded, and a figure appeared above the big green seal.

The figure was illusory and seemed to be blown away by the wind.

Green robe, jade belt, long gown, sword on back.

There was a hint of emotion on his face, and his eyes shone with a faint light.

Who is this figure, if not Yu Shaotang, the former leader of Zhentian Sword Sect?

"Yu Shaotang!"

"You, you, also fell..."

Fall.

At this time, Yu Shaotang only had a remnant soul left.

"Didn't you say that you could resist the divine realm? Didn't you say that I would seal the town for you first and then leave? Didn't you say -"

Jin Hong was trembling all over and stared at Yu Shaotang closely.

Yu Shaotang sighed and shook his head.

"After all, it's the realm of gods, killing gods against the will of heaven, we think it's too simple."

He looked at Han Muye below, and then at the big green seal.

There was a trace of illusion about him, as if he was stuck in deep memories.

"At first I thought I could block the divine realm, but in the end I failed."

"At that time, I will either be deprived of my body, or I will contribute all my cultivation and resources to the Pantian plane in exchange for the power and blessing of the Tianzhen Seal."

"I had no choice."

No choice.

So Yu Shaotang sent everything into the Tianzhen Seal. He himself died, but his soul remained.

The original power of the Pantian plane is not free, but needs to be exchanged for resources.

Han Muye's military exploits were obtained by exchanging the creatures from one plane with the origin of heaven and earth.

The two planes collide and are involved. The more the Zhengtian army kills, the weaker the opponent's source power becomes, and the Pantian plane is able to swallow more of the source.

Planes are never selfless and generous.

On the contrary, the plane is extremely greedy.

Every strong person must be vigilant and be careful not to be devoured by the power of the plane.

Yu Shaotang, a peak expert in the Half-Step God Realm, was stabbed in the back by Pantian Plane at the critical moment and lost everything.

"Two seniors, how do you choose this time?"

Han Muye raised his head with a calm expression.

"Will there be another killing of gods, or will it just perish?"

Han Muye raised the sword in his hand, and lightning flashed on the sword's edge.

This lightning was different from the sea of ​​thunder he had gathered before, as well as all the lightning that caused the thunder calamity of the alien beasts!

This thunder light carries a golden flame, which is a gathering of flame power.

Fire is created in the thunder, the two origins merge!

Only with the great road in hand can we listen to the original orders.

This ray of lightning made the eyes of Yu Shaotang, who had only the remaining soul, and Jin Hong, who occupied Han Muye's Poxu Dao body, clear.

The integration of the origin and avenue is the beginning of achieving the divine realm!

At first, both of them were wandering beyond this step.

"On behalf of heaven's punishment, can you control the origin of the fusion plane?"

"Okay, let's take a gamble!"

"Okay, then, kill the gods."