Seeing the lightning in Han Muye's hand, Spirit Sword Golden Immortal smiled on his face.

"I knew you couldn't sit still."

He grinned and said: "The Heaven-shattering Divine Thunder in the hands of Purple Jade Immortal Lord and others were all given by you, right?"

Touching his beard, he muttered with some dissatisfaction: "These guys are really good at fighting the autumn wind."

As he said that, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Han Muye.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, he stared at Han Muye and lowered his voice: "You kid even plotted against them?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled, nodded and said: "If you don't include these powerful people, how can you be called a big player?"

Even counting the five guardian immortal monarchs?

How big is this game?

The expression on Spirit Sword Golden Immortal's face slowly turned solemn. He held the wine gourd and stared at Han Muye: "Tell me, how to play?"

It's simple, hunting.

Hunt those gods.

Not all the gods are gathered together in formation.

In the void far away outside the city, there are still many lonely gods.

Moreover, half of the Immortal Burial City falls in the God Realm. Once you leave the city, you will reach the God Realm.

Han Muye's plan is to leave the city.

Pass through the surrounding battle formations, hunt the gods in the distance, and at the same time, get in touch with other worlds.

Whether it is the divine world or the fairy world, it can all be connected to the void outside Immortal Burial City.

As long as we find some allies, we might be able to surround and kill the army of gods outside the city.

"This strategy is good, but it is not that easy." Spirit Sword Golden Immortal calculated it, looked into the distance, and said softly: "If you want to go out of the city to hunt, you must have superb concealment methods, and you must have the ability to kill the gods.

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There are many powerful gods outside the city. Even ordinary gods have extraordinary strength.

In terms of absolute strength, Immortal Burial City is at a disadvantage.

There is a huge gap in the comparison of strength.

If it were not for relying on the power of the God-Slaying War Puppet and the Great Formation, Immortal Burial City would not be able to resist those gods.

"That's natural." Han Muye nodded.

According to his plan, within two years, he would organize a group of strong men to leave the city and then scatter them outside the city to hunt them everywhere.

At the critical moment, he and several powerful Immortal Lords went to other worlds to hunt down the powerful gods.

It’s really a big game.

"What do you think?" Spirit Sword Golden Immortal turned his head and looked at the sky behind him.

"Yes." A faint voice sounded.

"Count me in." There was loud laughter.

"I go."

"interesting."

"OK."

The five guarding immortal kings expressed their stance directly.

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal grinned.

"Okay, kid, go get ready."

Han Muye nodded, raised his hands to the sky, and flew away.

After his figure disappeared, Purple Jade Immortal Lord and others stepped out from the void.

"This guy is really not a worry-free person. Once he takes a divine thunder, trouble will happen immediately."

Although Tutian Demon King said this, there was a smile on his face.

Several other people also had happy expressions on their faces.

"Don't tell me, Immortal Burial City has become a lot more lively after this boy came." A rare smile appeared on Immortal Tiehe's tense face.

"Indeed, your Xuanling Sword Sect is willing to send a wonderful person after all." Immortal Lord Huyuan nodded and said seriously.

Everyone turned to look at the Purple Jade Immortal Lord.

What this means is that Immortal Purple Jade is not a wonderful person.

The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal laughed loudly, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a ray of fairy light and disappeared.

The others also dispersed.

…

Han Muye did not go back to the camp directly, but went to the tower in the center of the city.

Outside the city tower, there are immortal cultivators setting up stalls everywhere.

Recently, due to the smooth fighting outside the city, many people have made gains, and the transactions in the city have also been very popular.

Han Muye walked up to a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a gray and black robe, with his hair tied up tightly in a jade-colored crown.

The Taoist walked cross-legged, placing these long swords in front of him, as well as some other weapons, both long and short.

The quality of these weapons is not bad, and one of the long swords is a high-quality spiritual treasure.

"How can I sell this sword?"

Han Muye pointed at the sword sealed by the golden talisman.

The Taoist looked up at him and was slightly startled.

"Sword Immortal Yunlan?"

Others around him also turned their heads.

"It's really Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Han Muye could only smile and nod.

Although he has not been in Burial Immortal City for a long time, and even spent most of the time in seclusion, his image has already spread throughout the city.

Three battles and three victories directly broke the myth of the invincibility of the Gods.

Such legendary figures have not appeared in Immortal Burial City for countless thousands of years.

Almost all the immortal cultivators in the city have looked for the image of Han Muye to see if this guy has three heads and six arms.

For cultivators, it is not difficult to find the appearance of a phantom light screen.

Therefore, Han Muye was directly recognized by the people around him at this time.

"Sword Immortal wants to buy this sword?" The Taoist sword seller stood up, smiled and wrapped several long swords, and then said: "Sword Immortal wants it, just give me any price."

Han Muye took the sword, looked at it carefully, then raised his head and said, "Are these newly made?"

Hearing his words, the Taoist showed a trace of pride on his face: "I, Chu Yuanbu, have always been good at refining weapons."

"If the materials are not still insufficient, we can also refine even those large-scale combat tools."

Chu Yuanbu.

This part of the Immortal Burial City is the descendant left behind by a certain great power from ancient times. They slowly multiplied and became a large ethnic group of tens of millions of people.

They have inherited the powerful art of refining weapons and are accustomed to refining treasures.

In Immortal Burial City, those who can refine weapons are at least a group that can protect themselves.

"I am very interested in your weapon refining." Han Muye's words made the Taoist's eyes light up.

Looking around, the Taoist cupped his hands and whispered to Han Muye: "Please Sword Immortal, come with me."

He led Han Muye away from the city tower and fled all the way, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles before stopping at a hillside with rising fireworks.

"I heard from Chu Qi that Sword Immortal Yunlan is coming to visit. I'll sweep up the couch to welcome you." On the hill in front, two old men in white robes chuckled and held their hands.

"This is Chu Zhaoyang, this is Chu Zhengtong, the supreme elder of the Chu Yuan tribe."

The old man on the left raised his hand.

Han Muye nodded, bowed his hands, and then a golden light flashed on his palms.

This dazzling light flashed, and the two old men opposite opened their eyes wide.

On Han Muye, a power that belonged to the Mo Luo clan but was higher than the Mo Luo clan surged up.

That was the power that once made even Zhu Ling bow his head.

Chu Qi, who was following behind, changed his expression and exclaimed: "Your Majesty!"
To be continued...