Five large oval dove egg fiery red spiritual beads, with steamed sandalwood flowing light on them, dazzling and lively.
A charm that makes people unable to take their eyes away condenses on the light beads.
Fire Marrow Spirit Crystal.
The treasure of the fire system.
A Fire Marrow Spiritual Crystal is worth at least three million spirit stones. In the world of spiritual practice, it can trigger a frenzy among half-step heavenly cultivators.
Ancestor Tao Ran's eyes shone brightly and his breathing became much faster.
This Fire Marrow Spirit Crystal will be of great help for him to enter the heavenly realm.
He raised his hand, retrieved the two fire marrow crystals in his palm, and held them tightly.
"I originally thought it would be good to have one or two, but I didn't expect there to be five."
"With these two, I am confident that I will be able to reach heaven in a short time."
Ancestor Tao Ran showed a smile in his eyes, pointed at the remaining three fire marrow crystals and said, "The rest should be regarded as your reward."
Can it still be like this?
We worked hard to get it, you use it as a reward, and then give it to me?
Han Muye glanced at Ancestor Tao Ran.
Ancestor Tao Ran seemed embarrassed by him and said in a low voice: "Well, don't we cooperate very smoothly?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely help you get the Nine Suns Technique when you go to the Fire Source Palace."
Nine Yang Kung Fu, this is the reason why Han Muye came here.
Now he has enough, whether it's the elixir or the accumulation of practice experience.
All that's left is to get the Nine Yang Kung and practice with all your strength to make a breakthrough.
Han Muye nodded and took away the three Fire Marrow Spirit Crystals in Taoist Dayan's hand.
He would not tell Ancestor Tao Ran that he killed a Half-Step Heaven Realm man in the mine veins and obtained a lot of fire marrow stones and fire marrow essence.
This old man is very bad.
In the distance, there were more spiritual lights flying in pursuit.
Han Muye and Patriarch Tao Ran were no longer too lazy to kill, so they set up their swords and walked away.
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Fire Palace.
In the mountains and jungles, there are several halls, surrounded by various buildings, forming a small city.
Some of these halls are densely covered with auras, while others are full of cracks.
This is not so much the mountain gate of Huoyuan Palace as it is their last stronghold.
After being continuously besieged and suppressed for thousands of years, Huoyuan Palace no longer has much power to resist.
If it weren't for the secrecy of this place and its alliance with the practitioners in the Fire Source Realm, I'm afraid the Piaomiao Dao Sect would have discovered and strangled him long ago.
At this time, in the main hall of Huoyuan Palace, the palace owner Wang Luosheng looked solemn.
Three thousand miles away, news came that more than a thousand practitioners were being surrounded and killed.
The practitioners over there have already sent a message, using the distress signal from the elders of the Fire Source Palace.
But in the Huoyuan Palace, everyone checked, and no elders were seen going out at all.
So, who is the person asking for help?
"Palace Master, I think something is fishy at this time. It's best for us to ignore it." An old man in green robes sitting below said loudly.
The aura on his body was already about to reach the elixir formation stage.
With such a cultivation level, he is considered a master in the Fire Source Palace.
Hearing his words, the others nodded and shook their heads.
"Gao Min, if that is really the case for an elder from Huoyuan Palace, if we don't save him until he dies, won't we lose the sect's hearts and minds?"
On the other side, a middle-aged man in a green robe stood up, bowed to his superiors and said, "Sect Master, Yu Yize is bold and asks the Palace Master to go to the rescue."
Please ask the palace master for rescue.
Many people in the hall stared.
The entire Huoyuan Palace, if the palace master had not reached the eighth level of alchemy formation and held a magic weapon, there would be no way to stop the people of the Miao Miao Dao Sect.
In order to rescue the people who were besieged and killed, the palace master did not take action, and other people went to deliver food.
"Huh, Yu Yize, after all, why don't you go to the rescue yourself?" A short and fat old man said in a deep voice with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"That is, if you don't go by yourself and put the palace master in danger, you will be punished." Elder Gao Min, who had spoken just now, said coldly.
In the main hall, there was a lot of noisy discussion.
Yu Yize looked at the sitting palace master Wang Luosheng and said loudly: "As long as the palace master goes, Yu Yize is willing to go with the sect master."
Really go?
His words caused a silence in the hall.
Unconsciously, everyone looked at the palace master above.
Wang Luosheng's eyes flashed with a halo, and he whispered: "I am also curious as to who is under siege."
"If this is a trap set up by Piao Miao Dao Sect, I also want to know what they want."
After saying that, he stood up, looked around and said, "I am going to go there, the palace master. Elder Zhao Feng will temporarily take over the position of the palace master."
Below, an old man named Zhao Feng stood up and bowed to salute.
He is the elder in Huoyuan Palace whose cultivation is second only to the palace owner Wang Luosheng.
He has the seventh level of the Golden Core and is extremely powerful. In the entire Fire Source Palace, his reputation can overwhelm others.
After arranging things in the palace, Wang Luosheng raised his hand and a five-foot-long sword appeared behind him.
The sword was glowing with dark red flames, and a shadow of a fire dragon appeared on it.
"Senior Yunlong, this junior is going to rescue the disciples who were besieged and killed. Senior, please accompany us."
Wang Luosheng raised his hand to the big sword and said in a deep voice.
The big sword vibrated, causing flames to wrap around Wang Luosheng, and then turned into a ten-foot-long fire dragon.
Wang Luosheng looked at Yu Yize and said, "Let's go."
Yu Yize nodded and landed on the back of the fire dragon.
The fire dragon roared loudly and flew away into the sky.
In the main hall of Huoyuan Palace, everyone looked at the fire dragon going away, pondered for a moment, and then dispersed.
The fire dragon flew extremely fast, but within a moment, he could already see the sword light and spiritual light impacting vertically and horizontally in front of him.
"Huh?"
Wang Luosheng, who stood at the top of the fire dragon's head, made a surprised sound.
"We weren't being surrounded and killed, but we were fighting evenly?"
The sword light over there was flowing in all directions, not a one-sided massacre.
And it can be seen that among the people surrounded, there are two extremely bright sword lights.
"Palace Master, this swordsmanship is not inherited from my Huoyuan Palace." Narrowing his eyes and looking forward, Yu Yize said, "It looks like someone from the Tangshan Sword Sect."
Tangshan Sword Sect.
This name made Wang Luosheng ponder.
Tangshan Sword Sect and Lieyang Palace jointly controlled this world back then, and they were powerful.
But after the decline of Lieyang Palace, Tangshan Sword Sect not only did not help them much, but squeezed them a lot.
Last time, people from the Tangshan Sword Sect came and kept saying that they would bring reinforcements for rescue.
Huoyuan Palace tried its best to help them leave, but after a hundred years of waiting, there was no sign of reinforcements.
If those who were besieged and killed today were really members of the Tangshan Sword Sect, Wang Luosheng would really not want to take action.
"Haha, is this what your Miao Miao Dao Sect is capable of?"
"Come again——"
Below, Lu Gao's voice was arrogant and high-pitched.
Fighting all the way, his cultivation and swords merged, and his fighting power became stronger and stronger.
Sure enough, the sword art requires fighting to cultivate the sword.
If you don't fight, you won't be able to cultivate this weapon and sword technique.
He and Shao Yousun led the rescued mining slaves. They had broken through several obstacles of practitioners.
No matter the disciples of Piaomiao Dao Sect or those from other sects in Yuntian Realm, they could not stop Lu Gao who was attacking with all his strength.
Even Shao Yousun didn't need to draw his sword along the way.
It wasn't until they walked for two days that they were blocked by several golden elixir masters from Piao Miao Dao Sect leading thousands of disciples.
Those few golden elixirs did not take action, and only let their disciples fight against Lu Gao Shao Yousun.
It was obvious that these people regarded Lu Gao and others as a whetstone.
Lu Gao and Shao Yousun were not polite, and they were ruthless. Every move could lead to life and death.
After half a day of fighting, Lu Gao had already killed eight strong young men from the Piaomiao Dao Sect.
Now in front of him, there were four people taking action at the same time, each of them was at the third level of Earth Realm Enlightenment God.
The four formed a formation and entangled Lu Gao.
As for Shao Yousun, he did not hesitate and fought against the two Piao Miao Dao Sect practitioners.
"Bang——"
Lu Gao knocked back a young man holding a knife several feet with one punch. There was also a sword piercing his vest behind his back.
The sword was powerful and heavy, without penetrating his body, but also brought out a pool of blood.
Lu Gao's expression remained unchanged, he waved his hand and punched, breaking the edge of the sword behind him.
Among the Piao Miao Dao Sect Jin Dan who was watching the battle, someone raised his hand.
Two Qishen disciples quietly stepped forward and joined the battle group.
"Palace Master, this man is brave." Yu Yize said in a low voice as he saw Lu Gao scolding and fighting.
They also saw the general situation below.
Except for Shao Yousun and Lu Gao, everyone else is of low cultivation level and most of them are rescued mining slaves.
They all know that the Piaomiao Dao Sect uses cultivators from the Fire Source Realm and Fire Source Palace as slaves in the mines.
It's just a pity that my own cultivation level is not strong enough. Even if I know about it, I can't save it.
Many seniors from the Fire Source Palace were trapped and died in the mines their entire lives.
It is said that the previous Palace Master of Fire Source Palace was seriously injured, thrown into the mine tunnel, and eventually died.
"This person is worth saving." Wang Luosheng glanced over and saw that there was no truly strong person in the Piaomiao Dao Sect, and felt slightly relieved.
Since there are no masters in Piao Miao Dao Sect, he is not afraid of attracting siege if he takes action.
Thinking of this, he caused the fire dragon to roar and appeared directly on the battle circle.
"hold head high--"
The fire dragon breathed out and burned dozens of Piaomiao Dao Sect disciples to ashes.
"It's Wang Luosheng from the Fire Source Palace!"
"Run away quickly, the magic weapon of Huoyuan Palace, Yunlong Sword!"
The expressions of those Piao Miao Dao Sect Golden Cores suddenly changed, their bodies flashed, and they flew away in all directions.
"Quickly inform our ancestors that Wang Luo was born here!"
"Assemble the army, this place must be not far from the Huoyuan Palace!"
The Jindan monks and other disciples of Piaomiao Dao Sect shouted loudly, while Duan Yanji and others below had tears streaming down their faces.
"Palace Master!"
"Senior Yunlong, I'll wait until I have a chance to see Yunlong Sword again!"
Hearing their calls, the fire dragon paused slightly.
Wang Luosheng nodded and said loudly: "I will kill these golden elixirs to avoid revealing the location of my Fire Source Palace."
After saying that, he led the fire dragon and chased directly towards a golden elixir monk.
The fire dragon flew away and was already behind the golden elixir practitioner.
Wang Luosheng activated the sword technique in his hand, and the fire dragon turned into a long sword and flashed past the golden elixir practitioner.
The figure of the golden elixir master was directly shattered. The golden elixir was wrapped in the sword light of the long sword transformed by the fire dragon, and then shattered with a roar, and the power in it was absorbed by the long sword.
After absorbing the power of the golden elixir, the long sword returned and seemed to be flying around Wang Luosheng with great satisfaction.
Wang Luosheng sighed and said softly: "It's a pity that our Fire Source Palace is in such decline that we don't even dare to have a head-on battle with the Piaomiao Dao Sect. The last time you killed Jindan, Senior Yunlong, was more than thirty years ago."
The long sword vibrated, as if responding.
Looking at the other practitioners of the Misty Dao Sect who had fled, Wang Luosheng shook his head and turned around to turn around.
At this moment, a breeze appeared in front of him.
At this moment, the hair on his body exploded, and all the sword intent in his body was dispersed, causing ripples to ripple out of a ten-foot-long space around him.
"when--"
A blue two-foot flying knife appeared in front of him, but was blocked by the Yunlong Sword.
"White Moon!"
Wang Luosheng looked solemn and stared at the flying knife in front of him.
This flying knife is the weapon of the Piao Miao Dao Sect's half-step Heaven Realm expert.
There is not only the golden elixir of the Piaomiao Dao Sect, but also the Half-Step Heaven Realm!
Could it be that this is a trap?
Everything is just to attract him?
"boom--"
In the distance, a cloud of gas turned into a cloud pillar and crashed down directly.
Wang Luosheng gritted his teeth and shouted: "Shen Ziqian."
Bai Tianyue and Shen Ziqian, two half-step heavenly masters, came, not for him, who else could they be for?
Reaching out to hold the Yunlong Sword, Wang Luosheng said in a deep voice: "Senior, I'm afraid we are going to have a tough battle today."
As he finished speaking, Yunlong Sword vibrated.
This made Wang Luosheng's face turn pale instantly.
He turned around and looked at the mountains in the distance, where an old man in black robes stood.
"Taoist Yunhe."
Three and a half steps to heaven!
Is this Piaomiao Dao Sect preparing to destroy the Fire Source Palace in one fell swoop?
Don’t they use themselves as whetstones?
It was kept as a whetstone for the disciples of the sect. Although Huoyuan Palace was humiliated, it could at least continue to be passed down.
Today, why did this Piaomiao Dao Sect member make up his mind to destroy the Fire Source Palace?
Wang Luosheng stood there, his sword energy solidified on his body.
Since you are going to die today, then fight to the fullest.
The Yunlong Sword in his hand seemed to feel his thoughts and was constantly vibrating. The sword light swayed and blended with the sword intention on his body.
Somewhat strangely, the three Piao Miao Dao Sect Half-Step Heaven Realm did not take action immediately, but slowly gathered around.
Their attention was not entirely focused on Wang Luosheng.
"Palace Master——"
At this moment, Yu Yize, who was below, shouted loudly, flew towards him, and struck a Half-Step Heaven Realm man with his long sword.
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Yu Yize blamed himself very much, blaming himself for not inviting the palace lord to come.
This is clearly a trap.
The Piao Miao Dao Sect set a trap specifically for the Palace Master of the Fire Source Palace.
I was the stupidest person and led the palace lord here.
He only hoped that his sword could create a chance for the sect leader.
Although I know that in the eyes of Half-Step Heaven Realm, I am nothing.
It was indeed nothing. Facing Yize's sword, the Taoist holding a flying knife showed no change in his expression, and he just flicked the flying knife out.
The flying knife flashed past and was already on top of Yize's head, slashing straight down.
Wang Luosheng wanted to save him, but was unable to do anything.
Bai Tianyue's flying knife was too fast and he couldn't control it.
Seeing the sword slashing down, Wang Luosheng turned his head regretfully.
"when--"
There was a loud sound.
Then, there was a roar.
The other half-step Heaven Realm experts on the two sides moved and headed towards Bai Baiyue.
Wang Luosheng turned around and saw two figures suppressing Bai Baiyue.
One person has two swords, and the sword light is swaying. Bai Baiyue has no way to resist it. She can only rely on her own powerful aura to turn into a light shield.
This light shield was shattered under the sword light in just one thousandth of a breath.
Beyond the sword light, there was an old man in green robes. There was a flame condensed into a long sword in his hand, which was tightly pressed against Bai Baiyue's flying knife, making it impossible for him to summon back the flying knife.
"Boy Han, can you do it?"
Ancestor Tao Ran shouted, and the flaming sword in his hand split.
"If you can't do it, let me do it for him."
The big sword in his hand gathered into a long sword again and stopped the flying knife in front of him.
Over there, Han Muye, who had smashed the light barrier with his swords, laughed loudly. With one move of his swords, a fire dragon enveloped the Heavenly Realm Overhaul half a step in front of him.
So what if you are half a step into the Heaven Realm? You can still defeat two people with one against them?
The fire dragon exploded, and Bai Baiyue's body was scorched black, his beard and hair were burnt, and only a few strands of his clothes were left.
His miserable image made Patriarch Tao Ran laugh loudly and slashed down with the big sword in his hand.
"when--"
The green flying knife was driven hundreds of miles away by the sword, and cracks appeared on the blade.
The owner of the flying knife, Tianyue, a half-step heavenly cultivator who had just been struck by Han Muye's prairie fire, spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and ran away.
His natal spiritual weapon was injured, and if he didn't run away, he would be killed.
Three of them were half-step into the heavenly realm, and one of them was directly injured.
All this is completed within one breath.
When Wang Luosheng came to his senses, he saw Han Muye and Ancestor Tao Ran standing side by side, facing off against the two Half-Step Heaven Realm major cultivators.
A Half-Step Heavenly Realm major cultivator, and he is an enemy of the Piao Miao Dao Sect!
If he doesn't seize this opportunity, Wang Luosheng will become the Lord of the Fire Source Palace in vain!
"boom--"
Without hesitation, Wang Luosheng slashed at the black-robed Taoist Yunhe with the Yunlong Sword in his hand.
Taoist Yunhe looked gloomy, and the green feather fan in his hand shed a spiritual light, which collided with the Yunlong Sword.
Ancestor Tao Ran laughed loudly and stabbed out the flaming sword in his palm, shattering the cloud pillar around Shen Ziqian, the half-step heavenly cultivator of Piao Miao Dao Sect.
Shen Ziqian raised his arms, and the spiritual light behind his back turned into spears, which collided with Patriarch Tao Ran's sword.
Han Muye stood where he was, looking at the fierce battle between the two places in front of him.
He knew the strength of Patriarch Tao Ran, and when he exploded with all his strength, he could hurt the Piaomiao Dao Sect in front of him by half a step to the heaven level.
Wang Luosheng's cultivation level was far behind.
There is an insurmountable gap between the eighth level of the golden elixir and the peak of the golden elixir.
Fortunately, he has a magical sword in his hand that can make up for this gap.
magic weapon.
This is a true magic weapon level sword.
Most of the power in this sword was not inspired by Wang Luosheng, but was activated by the sword itself.
What Wang Luosheng does is to use swordsmanship and fight with swords.
After watching the battle between Hong Chaoyang of Lieyang Palace and Sword Lord Yuan Tian, the strength of the Palace Master of Fire Source Palace in front of me was really far behind.
Moreover, Han Muye saw that Wang Luosheng's Tianlong Sword Technique was incomplete.
"boom--"
Ancestor Tao Ran knocked back Shen Ziqian in front of him with one sword, and then looked to the other side.
Wang Luosheng used all his strength to draw the long sword and thrust it out, turning into an illusory dragon shadow.
The dragon shadow collided with the white crane transformed from the jade fan in Taoist Yunhe's hand, and both turned into nothingness.
The sword in Wang Luosheng's hand was shaken and he couldn't hold it, so he let go and flew back.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, moved and flew into the air.
He raised his hand, and a sword technique in his hand touched the flying Yunlong sword.
"Buzz——"
On the Yunlong Sword, a dazzling light shines.
The dazzling brilliance made everyone turn their attention.
Wang Luosheng's eyes widened as he looked at the Yunlong Sword, which had never been so brilliant.
"The three appearances of clouds and dragons, the incarnation of heavenly dragons, the infiniteness of heaven and earth——"
Han Muye drank, and a sword intent was poured directly into Yunlong Sword.
The Yunlong sword chanted and transformed into a thousand-foot giant dragon.
"Buzz——"
The heaven and earth shook.
This is the power of Yunlong Sword, which is beyond the range that can be tolerated in the fire source world, and will be excluded from this world.
Han Muye used the sword technique in his hand, and before the power of heaven and earth could react, he struck down Taoist Yunhe's head with his sword.
A thousand-foot-long giant dragon with a long tail sweeping across.
"Bang!"
Taoist Yunhe was knocked away and turned into a big black-backed crane, dragging its broken wings and flying away.
"Tianlong..."
Looking at the roaring dragon looking up to the sky, Wang Luosheng whispered, tears flashing in his eyes.
"Grandmaster, are you back?"
"boom--"
The lightning in the world and the impact of the giant dragon collided with the last Piao Miao Dao Sect present in the Half-Step Heaven Realm.
Shen Ziqian, who had already been suppressed by Patriarch Tao Ran, was so frightened that he couldn't even close the condensed spears in time, so he turned around and ran away.
If you don't escape, you can only die.
"boom--"
The lightning exploded and the dragon disappeared.
Han Muye raised his hand and gently held the hilt of the restored Yunlong Sword.
