Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

A god might be surrounded and killed, and the resulting battle would have an unknown extent.

Even if there is a supreme formation in Yunju City, which can dissolve the aftermath of the battle of the strong men within it, the attack of the strong men in the divine realm will probably make it difficult for the city to suppress it.

The Lord Juling Shen was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but at this time it was not known how serious the injury was, but it was really to the point where he could no longer fight.

To take a step back, the Spirit-Gathering God is really going to fall, but the final death struggle of a God-like God is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Master Han, look..." Yu Chen looked at Han Muye.

In front of outsiders, he addressed himself as Master Han. Otherwise, it would be too shocking for a Heaven-Transforming Dragon Clan to call someone his master.

"I'm going to see what kind of injury it is that would make even a god unable to deal with it and make his disciples rebel."

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly as he took one step forward and reached the stone steps ahead.

Curious, of course curious.

The power of the divine realm is not something outsiders can speculate on.

The Spirit-Gathering God is really going to fall, and his disciples are going to betray him. How much damage can he be in such a situation?

So what is there in the divine abyss that can hurt a god to such an extent?

"who?"

"How dare you—without being summoned—"

In front of the main hall, two tall black-robed cultivators with qi and blood that had reached the reincarnation stage raised their hands and patted Han Muye's head.

They are the guardians of the Spirit-Gathering God, and they are the most loyal ones.

A god's heritage is such that he does not have life-threatening guards around him.

When the reincarnation realm takes action, the ten-foot-wide space is instantly filled with the source of heaven and earth. Without the cultivation of the reincarnation realm, one cannot even move in this ten-foot space.

There was no direct killing because there were many practitioners in the square who came to heal the God of Juling.

But once Han Muye is imprisoned, it is not up to Han Muye to decide how to deal with it.

A strong person in the reincarnation realm is already a strong person under the control of his master.

Even in the Pantian plane, a strong man in the reincarnation realm is also a great monk who is stationed in Fangzhou.

"Master Han." Yuchen's eyes were filled with coldness, he shouted lowly, and with a movement of his body, he was in front of Han Muye in an instant.

Jurto, who was standing where he was, narrowed his eyes, and there was depth in his eyes: "It's interesting, the master of the Heavenly Dragon Clan actually respects this person so much. What is his background?"

"Or is there really something special about it?"

Ahead, a pale golden light exploded in Yu Chen's body, knocking away the two black-robed practitioners guarding the door.

Ten feet of space turned into an illusion.

The two reincarnation realms were knocked away directly, and the person who took action must have transcended reincarnation!

In front of the main hall, eyes fell on Yu Chen.

"It's Immortal Yuchen!"

"My dear, Huantian Long Yuchen, isn't he at the Huantian Altar?"

Even though this place is separated from the altar guarded by Yuchen by millions of layers of space world, there are still many practitioners who recognize Yuchen.

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Does the Huatian Dragon Clan intend to take action?"

Someone whispered when they saw Yu Chen rushing to the entrance hall.

Many people slowly retreated back.

Yuchen is in the realm of dominance.

The Huatian Dragon Clan behind them is also a tyrannical ethnic group.

"Yu Chen, do you want to be an enemy of the god?"

In the main hall, a figure stepped out.

He was tall and thin, with golden light shining from his eyes, and his body was covered in flames.

This young-looking practitioner has clearly reached the realm of domination, and he is a powerful dominator of fire veins.

"He is a disciple of the god, the master of Tuhe."

There were exclamations outside the hall.

Tu He, a strong master in the domination realm, has followed the Spirit Gathering God for hundreds of millions of years and is one of his most loyal disciples.

This is the power of a strong person in the divine realm.

Not only is he the source of the divine realm that suppresses, fuses and controls, he also has countless powerful people following him.

Han Muye is in the divine realm and has the original power of the divine realm in his hands, but his own cultivation has not reached the divine realm, and there is no support from the divine realm forces behind him. There is indeed a big difference in the divine realm.

This is also the reason why Han Muye will not return to the prehistoric plane for the time being and fight against the strong men in the Pantian plane.

The true foundation of a strong man is not the strength of one person, but the general trend of a party.

"Master Han is interested in the Lord's injury. Fellow Taoist Tuhe, please report it." Yu Chen looked at Lord Tuhe in front of him and spoke in a deep voice.

If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't want to fight against a master.

Besides, there is no need for a confrontation.

Tu He looked at Han Muye and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was about to speak when suddenly a faint voice came from behind him: "Let them come in."

The voice was a bit weak.

But there is an unbearable oppression of the soul in this weak voice.

Around Yu Chen, golden divine light emerged, resisting the oppressive power of the divine soul.

Tu He glanced at Yu Chen and turned to look at Han Muye. He was shocked.

At this time, Han Muye was actually calm and calm, not being oppressed by the soul at all.

How can it be!

This is the pressure of the god!

Is the person in front of me also a god?

Taking a step back, Tu He watched with vigilance as Han Muye and Yu Chen stepped into the hall, and then followed closely behind.

Han Muye entered the hall and looked up at the figure sitting on the high platform in front of him.

It was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a robe and surrounded by golden light.

"Yu Chen has seen the god." Yu Chen bowed slightly.

This is respect for a powerful person in the divine realm.

Han Muye shook his head, looked at the sitting figure, and shook his head: "Since fellow Taoist is seriously injured and needs medical treatment, he should reveal his true identity."

"Or is it that the true identity of fellow Taoist is clearly lost in the abyss of the gods and cannot come out?"

As the words fell, endless golden light flashed in the hall, pressing down on Han Muye.

The figure of Snow King, the deputy city lord of the eighth-story city wearing golden armor, appeared in front of Han Muye and punched out.

This punch carried the power of shattering the heaven and the earth, triggering the formation in the hall, and was about to knock Han Muye away.

But the shadow of the fist stopped in front of Han Muye, unable to move forward at all.

"Half-step to the realm of domination is still not enough."

Han Muye shook his head and looked at the figure sitting upright in the hall ahead.

"If the true form of the god has not returned, then the person in charge here is not the spirit-gathering god, but the city lord?"

The Lord of Yunju Tiancheng, the God of Yunjiang!

Han Muye's words made Yu Chen beside him widen his eyes.

In front of the main hall, the faint light shook, and the figure of the middle-aged Taoist Gunfu who was sitting upright dispersed, turning into an old man with a black beard wearing a red robe.

He is really Lord Yunjiang, the Lord of Yunju Celestial City!

Why is this city lord here today?

Where is the Spirit-Gathering God?

Yuchen's face was full of confusion.

He is a strong person in the domination realm, and there are not many things in the world that can scare him, but at this time, he has no idea why.

"If you can see through this city lord at a glance, fellow Taoists are qualified to gather in this hall." The leader, Lord Yunjiang, raised his hand and waved.

The surrounding world changed, and the original hall turned into a mountain and river with nine levels of heaven and earth.

Between the mountains and rivers, streaks of divine light shine in the sky.

Divine realm!

Nine powerful men in the divine realm stand side by side between heaven and earth, causing endless shocks.

"New here?" A voice sounded, "I'll give it a try."

A palm shadow struck Han Muye head-on.