Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Drag the sword and go.

The sharp aura on Han Muye's body quickly gathered as he walked forward.

Ten steps later, the power on his body had turned into a ten thousand li sword light.

The long sword flew across the sky, facing directly above the sky.

Below, practitioners turned their heads.

They could see the figure of Han Muye alone with a sword.

That ten-thousand-mile sword light split the entire sky into two.

The sword light is condensed, and the sharp light shines through, which makes people feel at ease.

"That's Master Han." A young man driving a war puppet looked at the figure blocking the sky and whispered.

He knew that he didn't have the ability, he didn't have the guts to stand against the sky and face endless sky monsters like Master Han.

He can only bow his head.

"Then, is that the Sword Immortal?" Someone raised his head and looked at the sword light that traversed the sky and the earth, with a hint of confusion on his face.

At this moment, this sword radiates hundreds of millions of miles.

Huang Zhihu and others who were fighting far away in the chaotic region also felt it at this time.

They all raised their heads and looked into the distance, as if their eyes could see through the void.

Over there, they could feel the surge of sword power.

That is the real power of swordsmanship, a power that reveals endless sharpness.

"It must be foster father..." Huang Zhihu clenched the sword tightly in his hand, and turned to look at the second-rank sky monster surrounded by the sword formation ahead.

"Kill." There was a monstrous fighting intent in her voice.

It is not for them to step into the battlefield where foster father can arouse that kind of fighting spirit.

Then, they will do their own thing well and defend their own battlefield.

On the sword arrays, streamers of light shone, gathered into a battle sword with a handle of ten thousand zhang, and then slashed towards the sky monster in front.

"The way of the sword, you are not alone." Qin Suyang held the sword in his hand, stood in the void, and whispered in the air.

He was separated from Han Muye after his battle with Nielong. At this time, he was on the edge of the chaotic realm, facing a second-grade sky monster with a long sword in his hand.

Feeling Han Muye's sword light, the sword intent from the long sword in his hand directly tore apart all the void.

In him, the power of alchemy, Confucianism, and swordsmanship is merging.

At this moment, he had a clear understanding of his own practice.

In Lingxiaoyu, the sky and the earth are merging.

This time, because the original power is mainly concentrated in the upper third-rank continent, the Lingxiao domain does not need to bear too much, but there is no turmoil.

All the tens of thousands of sword cultivators stationed in the Lingxiao domain looked up at the third-rank continental domain.

Beyond that continent, a sword light was across the sky.

"It's Yunlan Sword Immortal." A disciple of the Nine Profound Sword Sect clenched his sword tightly.

It turned out that the sword light was so bright that it could reach that level.

"It's Prime Minister Han." Xu Wei stood there, whispering softly.

He knew that every critical time when the world changed, a sword would appear.

That was Han Muye.

That was Han Muye's sword.

This is a sword that destroys the world.

This is a sword of salvation.

"boom--"

Above the sky, the crack was finally broken open.

A sky monster rushed out of the crack.

It's just that before the monster beast's body stepped out of the crack these days, a sword light greeted it.

frontal cold.

bright.

To say it is Jian Guang, it is better to say it is a thunder between heaven and earth.

shine.

masculine.

"Zheng—"

The sword trembled.

As the sword edge slashed across, all the bodies of the sky monsters were cut into pieces, and then turned into sky beads.

At this moment, above the sky, the beads of heaven fell like rain.

Han Muye didn't bother with Tianzhu.

With the sword in his hand, he slashed out again.

This sword, with all the power he had gathered just now, aroused the wind, and when the sword came out, the void was followed by turmoil.

The crack in the void was squeezed by this force and seemed to be closed.

"Roar--"

A roar came from behind the crack.

A first-grade sky monster poked its head out and squeezed out the crack with difficulty.

It's just that when a crack appeared, he faced the sword directly.

Jian Guang slashed at the top of the sky monster's head, chopped off its body, and then turned it into a sky bead.

First grade dzi beads.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and drew this dzi bead into his palm.

For him now, only this grade of dzi bead might be of some use.

In the crack in front, because of this sword, those sky monsters seemed to have been frightened and did not dare to attack for a while.

Han Muye's face was indifferent, holding a long sword, standing in front of the crack.

One person and one sword can stop the Endless Sky Monster Beast from going any further.

The world below is still merging.

More and more original power is dissipating.

Without a powerful sky monster to snatch it, the source will condense into a sky bead.

Three products.

Four products.

Even second grade.

These dzi beads are extremely precious to practitioners.

Countless practitioners began to pick dzi beads, and many of them looked up at the figure standing in front of the crack in the sky.

Without this figure, no one could safely collect the dzi beads.

"Master Han should have a share of these dzi beads." Someone whispered.

"I'll take another second-grade dzi and refine it, and then I'll be able to stabilize my cultivation in the Immortal Venerable Realm. At that time, I'll go and plug the crack." A middle-aged man in a black robe gritted his teeth and clenched the dzi in his hand.

For countless proud Tianjiao, the situation of being protected by others is really a kind of torment.

The strong should face all challenges head on.

On the Lingxiao domain, a square sword formation has already stepped towards the sky.

All the sword cultivators came to support Han Muye according to Xu Wei's order.

"boom--"

The crack in the sky shook again, and the second crack appeared not far in front of Han Muye.

At the same time, first-grade and super-first-grade sky monsters rushed out of the two cracks.

Before the surging and majestic force rushed out, it had already caused the power of heaven and earth to surge.

These days, if the monsters rush into the battleground of Ten Thousand Realms, they will be able to seize the source directly, and then kill those Ten Thousand Realm elites.

This is the final destination of Ten Thousand Domains Contest.

But this time Han Muye insisted on changing this situation by himself.

His greatsword was raised.

The heaviest sword in the world, blocking the void.

At this moment, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

In front of him, there seemed to be a mountain with pavilions all over it.

"Give me a chance, I'm very enlightened."

Standing in front of the mountain gate of the Nine Profound Sword Gate, he begged in a low voice.

The scene in front of him changed rapidly, turning into streaks of sword light.

"Welcome Elder to return to Jiuxuan."

Countless disciples shouted, and the bell on Jiuxuan Mountain rang six times.

...

Holding the long sword, Han Muye's fighting spirit burst forth.

At this moment, he was like holding a sword for the first time, with the blood surging in his body.

Now that you have the sword in your hand, let's move forward.

Taking a step forward, a dagger appeared in his left hand.

The short sword is just an illusory sword light.

With a big sword in his right hand and a short sword in his left hand, he slashed at every step, just like back then.

In the void, sword lights criss-crossed like weaves, and countless dzi beads sprinkled down.

The super first-grade sky monster retreated in panic, and fled behind the crack.

The first-rank sky monster that had no time to escape was cut into two by Jian Guang.

Start with a first-grade dzi bead.

Start with the dzi bead and smash it directly.

The mighty original power poured into the body.

Support war with war.

Below, one after another sword formations have charged.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan!"

"Meet the Sword Immortal, give Mr. Xu Wei the name, and disciples of Jiuxuan come to help."

All the disciples saluted with swords and shouted loudly.

Han Muye nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

There is a surge of origin in him.

He wants to use this moment to refine the original power.

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The Pantheon, the trading hall.

To be precise, it is the auction house space.

At this time, the 100,000 seats are already full.

This is the 300th time that the Pantheon auction space has been opened.

Once a year, it has been three hundred years since the last auction space was opened.

In the past three hundred years, the auction space has only sold one thing.

dzi bead.

A group of thousands of fourth-grade dzi beads.

Three-grade dzi beads in groups of one hundred.

At least ten second-grade dzi beads in each match.

I don't know which one will produce a first-grade dzi bead.

Also, what is being contested on the field at this time is the Super First Grade Dzi Bead.

In order to compete for this super first-grade dzi bead, hundreds of forces have already offered the price to 20 cosmic treasures, plus various prehistoric battle puppet battle armors, or fairy treasure spiritual materials.

Prices have stalemate.

There are so many treasures, which is a huge price for any party.

But neither side is willing to let go.

This super-first-grade dzi bead represents the ability to create a strong overlord.

For such top powerhouses, all resources are external possessions, and only their own strength and cultivation are real.

"City Master Tianji, it's meaningless to increase the price like this."

An old man in black robe stood up and looked at Qu Zhengjia standing on the stage.

"We know that you are sending resources to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, helping them defend there and gain more chances and dzi beads."

"But now you have also seen that it is impossible for us to pay higher-level treasures for Tianzhu."

What he said made all the mighty ones sitting upright nod their heads.

In the past three hundred years, too many resources have been sent to the place where the ten thousand domains compete.

Although enough dzi beads were exchanged and more and more powerful people were created, but in this way, all parties will feel that resources are in short supply.

More new powerhouses don't have enough resources and treasures.

Everyone looked towards the high platform.

The Ten Thousand Domains Contest has been going on for more than three hundred years, and the treasures obtained have already surpassed any time before.

But what is different from the past is that this time, all the treasures are not brought back by the elites of their respective forces, but exchanged through auctions again and again.

Many forces no longer have enough wealth to bear the 300 auctions.

But if you don't hold such a treasure in your hand, how can you be reconciled?

"I know."

On the high platform, Qu Zhengjia's voice sounded.

He waved his hand, and an illusory star map appeared in front of him.

"Wuling Tianyu, the land of nine rings and stars, there is a cloud jade gold pit mine."

There was endless temptation in Qu Zhengjia's voice.

His gaze swept around.

At this time, everyone has stood up.

Yunyu Jinsui, the name is familiar to everyone present.

"I will give you the specific location as a gift."

"Cloud Jade Gold Marrow, the best alternative treasure for refining cosmic-level and prehistoric-level treasures."

"Thinking about it, the golden marrow of a star field is enough, right?"

A gold marrow mine in a star field.

That is a treasure that makes all parties in the entire Wanyu crazy.

"City Master Tianji, since there are such treasures, why don't you mine them yourself?"

A tall old man with two horns on his head stood up and looked at Qu Zhengjia.

Treasures are touching.

But treasures also have to be fetched.

This kind of treasure, Tianji City does not mine it by itself, but gives the opportunity to others. Is there any hidden secret in it?

The old man's words made everyone look up, and their eyes fell on Qu Zhengjia.

"That's the treasure sealed off by Lord Nine Profound Peak, and I can't use it in Tianji City." Qu Zhengjia's voice sounded.

"Moreover, you need to find the means to open it yourself."

With a wave of his hand, Qu Zhengjia sent the super first-grade dzi in front of the practitioner with the highest bid.

Then, the entire auction space began to become illusory, oscillating, and finally turned into nothingness.

When everyone left, there was a trace of astonishment on their faces.

They all got the message of the gold marrow vein.

"Land of Nine Rings and Stars, it seems that I have to go there."

"Hehe, how can you not go with such an opportunity?"

Countless strong men quietly left and went into the void.

At this time, Qu Zhengjia had sent all the proceeds from the auction to Han Muye.

It was sent through the trading hall.

In the trading hall of Nine Profound City, Han Muye collected all the spiritual materials, war puppets and battle armor.

"Master Han, why do you want to share the gold marrow deposit?"

Looking at Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia spoke in a low voice.

How many mineral deposits in a star field are there?

With so many mineral deposits, how much gold marrow can be mined?

"Golden marrow is nothing, what I want is that they can work together." Han Muye put away all the treasures with a calm expression.

"When they can fight the enemy hand in hand, then it will be the time for them to fight against the sky monster together."

As Han Muye's voice disappeared, his figure also disappeared in place.

Qu Zhengjia, who was standing there, was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.

"Fight against the sky monster..."

...

The place where ten thousand domains contend for the front.

Above the sky, dense cracks staggered.

Outside these cracks are sky monsters.

Before the crack, teams of battle puppets and armors, as well as sword repairers and practitioners from all sides, all cooperated in an orderly manner to kill the sky monsters that charged in with all their strength.

None of the sky monsters can enter the battleground of ten thousand domains.

Those who came in were all dzi beads.

Nowadays, in the place where ten thousand domains are fighting for the top, basically no one cares about the dzi beads below the fourth rank, and let them fall on the ground, turning into the original source and dissipating.

Only dzi beads of the fourth grade and above will be collected.

Too many sky monsters were killed, and the infusion of the original power that was triggered made the place where the ten thousand domains competed for the front more stable.

This is a good thing.

It's also bad.

The good thing is that the heaven and the earth are stable, and the power is suppressed. When the sky monsters enter this place, the destructive power drops many times.

In this way, the world will not collapse.

The disadvantage is that the heaven and the earth will not collapse, and will be transformed into ten thousand domains again, and the creatures on it will be slaughtered.

No one can run away.

This is why all the practitioners are doing their best to resist the sky monsters.

It's not that they want to, it's that they have to resist.

"boom--"

A first-grade sky monster rushed out of a crack, knocking away those practitioners who were resisting.

In the next moment, a long sword slashed down, directly chopping up this grade of sky monster.

Huang Zhihu put away the first-grade dzi beads, turned around and left.

In the distance, a young man who controlled the war puppet grinned: "It is said that the Grand Master Gongsun Ming of the Wanling Palace still wants to form a Taoist couple with Miss Huang Zhihu, but in the end, he was scared out of his wits by someone's sword."

"Wherever you meet, take a detour."

Everyone turned their heads, and sure enough, they saw several war puppets leaving with the golden light.

"boom--"

The golden light shone on the sky in the distance, and a sword light that illuminated the sky and the earth lit up.

"It's Master Han, he made a move."

"It seems that it is another super first-grade sky monster."