161, Ancient Heaven Realm God Transformation Overhaul Sword
Sword Master Yuan Tian!
Han Muye looked at the figure in the picture in his mind, with stars floating around him and a powerful sword intent.
Who is it if it’s not Sword Master Yuan Tian!
That ancient swordsman who roamed the western frontier and killed people without restraint was really related to the destruction of the Lieyang Palace, the great ancient sect.
"Foolishness."
Sword Master Yuan Tian raised his hand, and a sword pill flew out.
"Hong Chaoyang, if you can survive with my three swords, I will give you the opportunity to pass on the Lieyang Sect."
Swordsmanship, hiding in the air.
Han Muye learned this swordsmanship from the sword pills nourished in his Dantian, and has seen it countless times.
With this swordsmanship, Sword Master Yuan Tian could kill countless powerful men.
The sword pill seemed to be unsteady, cutting through the void, and in a flash, it was already in front of the man holding the long sword.
"The sword master said three swords, then Hong Chaoyang will take the three swords!"
The man holding the sword smiled, the sword light in his hand turned into a fire dragon, and he opened his mouth to swallow the sword pill.
Lieyang Palace Zhenzong Swordsmanship, Tianlong.
Whether it is the swordsmanship of Hidden Sky or the swordsmanship of Tianlong, they can no longer be measured by the Jiuxuan Sword Sect's swordsmanship level.
In Han Muye's view, if Zangkong is the ultimate in wielding a sword with his mind, then Tianlong is the pinnacle of wielding a sword with his energy.
Sword Master Yuan Tian's sword cultivation is tyrannical, and his sword pills contain the unforged sword intention, while Hong Chaoyang's spiritual energy cultivation is strong. When the sword is drawn, the fire dragon seems to swallow up the world.
"Bang——"
The fire dragon that swallowed Jianwan exploded, and Jianwan turned into a handleless double-pointed long sword and stabbed straight at him.
quick.
The advantage of Jianwan is its unparalleled speed.
Too fast to react.
"when--"
Hong Chaoyang blocked the sword pill with the sword in his hand, and half of the sword edge flew out.
Hong Chaoyang also flew backwards, blood spurting out of his mouth.
"Haha, there is also a sword!"
Hong Chaoyang looked up to the sky and smiled, and the spiritual light on his body turned into a pillar of light.
Above his head, a shadow of a hundred-foot-long golden armor appeared.
"If I, Hong Chaoyang, can take on Yuan Tian Sword Master and be immortal with three swords, I will be able to talk proudly in front of fellow Taoists from the Western Border!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of the golden armor above his head exploded and turned into an endless torrent, actively crashing into the handleless flying sword in front of him.
"Self-destruction of the soul?"
"Okay, until Hong Chaoyang dies, I won't come to Lieyang Palace for three thousand years."
Sword Master Yuan Tian's voice was rolling, and the sword light of the long sword transformed by Jianwan condensed into a thousand-foot thin line, weaving and intertwining, flowing every minute.
That is to control the sword intent to the limit, and every minute, it is a node in the void world!
In the cabin, Han Muye, holding a broken sword, closed his eyes and trembled all over.
Even after countless years, seeing such swordsmanship still made his blood boil.
This is the true swordsman!
"boom--"
The torrent formed by Hong Chaoyang's soul hit the snare intertwined with sword light and was shattered inch by inch.
Ten breaths later, the sword light disappeared and the torrent dissipated.
Hong Chaoyang's face was filled with deathly ashes.
"I will not set foot in Lieyang Palace for three thousand years."
Sword Master Yuan Tian's voice faded away.
"Palace Master!"
"Palace Master!" A series of sad and angry voices sounded.
One after another, figures rushed to Hong Chaoyang and supported his shaky body.
"Haha, why are you sad?"
"If I, the Lord of the Palace, can take over Yuan Tianjian Zun's three swords, then I will fall, and there will be no regrets."
"I have preserved Lieyang Palace for three thousand years, and this palace master deserves to die."
In the picture, the vitality in Hong Chaoyang slowly dissipated.
Afterwards, the broken sword was sent to the Lieyang Palace where the swords were kept.
Afterwards, the palace was destroyed with a loud noise, and the broken sword was buried.
The scene behind is the scene where the broken sword was found by Guan Chaosheng countless years later.
After a fight, Guan Chaosheng killed several of his fellow travelers, then took the sword and returned.
He is the final winner.
After that, he went to explore the ruins several times, but found nothing.
The sword in his hand was still silent and rusty.
Overhaul of the Ancient Heavenly Realm of Divine Transformation, the sword of Lieyang Palace Lord Hong Chaoyang!
Lowering his head, Han Muye's eyes fell on the broken sword.
At this time, Broken Sword's appearance completely changed.
The sword blade, which is less than two feet long, has a clear and transparent halo.
The slightest trace of spiritual light on the sword wraps up all the breaks.
A sword intent coupled with the infusion of spiritual energy cultivated by Jinyang Jue restored the sword to its former glory after lying dormant for countless years.
Even if it is a broken sword now.
Before this sword broke, it must have been a magic weapon level sword.
And it is also the best among magic weapons!
Feeling the dormant sword intent in the broken sword, like the power of a sleeping tiger, Han Mu felt a trace of emotion in his ambition.
If Guan Chaosheng had inspired the power of this sword before, he would have really been able to run rampant across the western frontier.
With the help of his enlightened cultivation level, not only he can fight in the heaven realm, but at least he is invincible in the earth realm.
However, Guan Chaosheng is not a sword cultivator, nor does he have the skills to cultivate Lieyang Palace, so he really cannot restore the original appearance of this sword.
"Buzz——"
Just when Han Muye was sighing, his expression suddenly changed.
The warm sword pills in his Dantian vibrated, and then the broken sword in his hand also trembled slightly, as if he was frightened.
this--
With his eyes widened, Han Muye felt the domineering Jianwan in his dantian as if to show his sovereignty, and a wry smile appeared on Han Muye's face.
Just now I was lamenting that Guan Chaosheng had no chance.
But looking at it now, it is clear that this sword has nothing to do with me.
You can only choose one of the sword pills of Sword Master Yuan Tian and the sword of the Lord of Lieyang Palace.
A spiritual sword has its own choice.
For Han Muye, is there any choice?
The sword pill has been nourished by the earth spirit of the Cao family's spiritual mine, and it is about to become a magic weapon, and it will also be the treasure of the ancient swordsmanship that was rampant in the world.
Although this broken sword is also a treasure, it is still far inferior to the sword pill.
With a sigh, Han Muye put away the broken sword.
This treasure should first be used to warm up the sword's will. In the future, whether it is given to the sect in exchange for merit or sold, it can make a fortune.
She sheathed the sword with some depression. Han Muye looked into the small cloth bag handed over by Bai Suzhen, and a smile appeared on his face again.
This cloth bag is a small storage treasure, with about a square of space in it.
At this time, a space was filled with all kinds of spiritual materials.
Various aura crystal mineral materials, various high-grade elixirs, and many high-grade spiritual stones.
According to Bai Suzhen's estimate, the treasure in this bag is worth 1.3 million spiritual stones.
Sure enough, you can still make a lot of money by refining high-quality elixirs.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! How much do you need to refine those Yunqi Pills to earn so much?
What's more, what Han Muye really earned was not these goods at all.
Putting away the bag, he carefully took out a jade bottle.
In this jade bottle, there are two immortal purple jade pills!
This is the biggest gain!
Han Muye felt that he should find a way to give Bai Suzhen more motivation in the future.
Even if you give her some sweetness, that's fine.
Only by attracting more business for yourself can you get more high-quality elixirs.
If he was asked to collect elixirs and make elixirs by himself, he might not be able to make one in ten years.
When the flying boat returned to Jiuxuan Mountain, the sun was setting.
Han Muye and Lin Shen walked to the sword pavilion and saw Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan and Lu Gao sitting around the wooden table in front of the sword pavilion.
"Come back so soon?"
Seeing Han Muye return, Huang Laoliu shook his head and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back tonight."
Han Muye sat down at the table unceremoniously, snatched Gao Xiaoxuan's bowls and chopsticks, and made the little white fox in Gao Xiaoxuan's arms bare his teeth.
When he was full and full, Han Muye reached out and took out the small cloth bag.
"I made a lot of money today, everyone who sees it will have a share."
He reached out and took out a handful, and seven or eight high-grade spiritual stones fell on the table.
The little white fox who was still glaring at Han Muye immediately changed his eyes, his eyes were like water.
Gao Xiaoxuan winked at Huang Laoliu, who chuckled, stretched out his hand, grabbed three high-grade spiritual stones and stuffed them into his arms.
Several other people were no longer polite, grabbed the spirit stones, and dispersed in a hurry.
Han Muye went straight to the third floor and sat cross-legged to meditate.
Today I was refining the elixir, and then warming up the sword. Not to mention the sword energy consumed, most of the spiritual energy in the Dantian was already empty.
He directly took out a high-grade spirit stone and held it in his palm, and swallowed two top-grade cloud qi pills. Han Muye closed his eyes and began to run the Golden Yang Technique.
In the dantian, the sword energy lingers, the sword bones in the body shine with jade-colored aura, and in the divine treasure, the lightsaber formed by the sword energy of the divine soul rotates continuously.
When the spiritual energy of a high-grade spiritual stone was exhausted, Han Muye pondered for a moment, took out the jade bottle containing the Purple Jade Pill, and poured out one of the stones.
For those who are strong in the realm of enlightenment, Purple Jade Pill is a superior elixir that connects the power of heaven and earth and induces the fusion of the soul and the power of the great road.
But in Han Muye's opinion, the purpose of this elixir is to enhance the power of the soul.
The elixir is in the palm of the hand, wrapped in spiritual energy, and slowly disappears.
When it appeared again, it had already fallen into his divine treasure.
A purple spiritual mist continued to emit a halo, shrouding the sword of the soul and slowly nourishing it.
This is the correct use of Immortal Pill.
After refining, it is stored in the sea of qi in the Dantian or in the divine treasure, where it is warmed and nourished to promote strength.
This kind of treasure will only directly swallow and explode all the power when it is for the purpose of breaking through the realm.
His spiritual thoughts swept across the entire sword pavilion through the black sword stuck in his hair. Han Muye discovered that Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan were both on the ground floor of the sword pavilion at this time.
Huang Laoliu was surrounded by several broken spiritual stones, the spiritual energy of which had been absorbed.
Being able to absorb the spiritual energy from high-grade spiritual stones, Huang Laoliu's cultivation level should not be weak.
Fortunately, this guy pretends to be a mortal and walks around the mountain every day, attracting the admiration and admiration of the Sword Sect disciples.
He's also an old man.
"when--"
"when--"
The bells on Jiuxuan Mountain rang.
Han Muye stood in front of the sword pavilion and received the long sword sent from Fengshou Mountain.
Most of this batch of swords were harvested by He Xuanqi and Wang Hui.
It is obvious that Jiuxuan Sword Sect is deliberately building the reputation of these two disciples.
The Yuanmu Qiuyu swordsmanship has also become a sought-after presence among the disciples in the sect.
The story that Han Muye gave advice to He Xuanqi in front of the sword pavilion and asked him to combine swords with Wang Hui was also circulated in the sword sect.
Holding the hilt of the long sword in his hand and pouring sword energy, Han Muye saw the battle situation in front of Fengshou Mountain through the flash of images in his mind.
The owner of this sword is the sword of a former disciple of the Tailing Sword Sect in Xijiang.
The remaining forces of the Tailing Sword Sect, led by their sect leader, took refuge in the Southern Wilderness and fought against various sects in Western Xinjiang in Fengshou Mountain.
There are also human forces in the Southern Wilderness.
It's just that these human forces respect the demon clan and submit to several major clans of the demon clan.
In fact, it's the same thing. There are demon clan forces in Western Xinjiang, and they also submit to the human clans in Western Xinjiang.
For practicing and living, there is no right or wrong.
But judging from the long sword scene, the Tailing Sword Sect defected to the Southern Wilderness, and life was not easy either.
In Han Muye's view, he can only blame himself.
From this sword, Han Muye also saw that many strong men from the Southern Wilderness had arrived.
Over at Fengshou Mountain, the fighting may become even more intense.
After sending the sword to the pavilion and registering it, when Han Muye went out again, there was a tall, bald man in smart clothes standing at the door.
Zhao Pu.
"Brother Han, while there is nothing else to do during these days, let's go to the secret place."
"When I get back, I'm going to Fengshou Mountain."
"The war with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect is about to end, and the masters of my Jiuxuan Sword Sect are slowly retreating."
Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye and whispered.
Han Muye nodded and said, "I'll tell Brother Six about it."
After saying that, he turned to look at Lin Shen: "Coach Lin, are you ready?"