Sword Master Yuan Tian's Zhou Tian Sword Formation is the most capable of defeating many with one.
No matter how many opponents there are, they can't be enough for Zhou Tianxingchen.
The three sword pills turned into three streams of light. After reflecting each other, the light was as bright as a galaxy.
When you are in it, you will get lost if your soul senses and your power fluctuates.
The three big demons who rushed at the front were each suppressed by three sword pills. Their blood was surging all over their bodies, but they could only wave their weapons in a daze, as if they were dancing madly.
One of these three golden elixir eight great demons is wearing a shoulder armor, has a majestic figure, a short horn on the top of his head, and a jade-white halo on his skin. He should be a one-horned rhinoceros with a trace of the blood of ancient alien beasts.
The other two, with blood mixed with wind in their bodies, a few green and black manes on their cheeks, and thick hands, are from the extremely fast Wind Wolf clan in the wilderness.
At this time, these three powerful demons were suppressed by the sword array, their faces full of fear, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
The energy, blood and blood power in their bodies seemed to be free of charge, they were activated with all their strength, and then they were thrown into the void.
This is the tyranny of the sword formation.
Under the interference of the soul, the three golden elixir eight great demons just wasted their energy in vain.
"It's so awesome..." Xiang Lingshuang held her big bow with an envious look on her face.
What he wanted was for Han Muye to strike at will so that his opponent would be completely unable to figure out Bei's methods.
This way, you don't have to get blood on your hands.
His bow was raised and lowered.
Ahead, the sword formation suppressed the three great demons, and the two swords in Han Muye's hands were filled with coldness.
Qing Ming sweeps across, Zi Yan points his finger slantingly.
With a flash of his body, he appeared next to a black bear clan demon who was nearly ten feet tall and holding a mace and a club.
Although the cultivation level of this black bear clan demon has only reached the level of enlightenment, his physical strength is obviously beyond his cultivation level. He holds a big stick and swings it down, causing a shrill scream.
Speed and power are just right.
This method is even more clever than that of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan.
It seems that he is a demon cultivator from a foreign land.
"die"
The great black bear demon roared loudly, his voice piercing his soul.
It's rare that the black bears, who are famous for their strength, are not only extremely fast, but also have the ability to attack with their souls.
Han Muye seemed to be really stunned by that shout, and his body remained motionless.
The strong black bear clan man with a face covered with black fur and round ears grinned, and the speed of the wolf-toothed club in his hand was a bit faster.
Just the moment the stick fell, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
A long sword touched his armpit at some point.
As long as his body presses forward a little, the sword will penetrate into his body.
But at this moment, he swung down the big stick in his hand, leaned forward, and all his strength was already suppressed.
Can't hold it back!
"Roar"
With a roar, the black bear clan demon let go of the stick, letting it fly out, and then slapped his armpit with a palm.
Rather decisive.
Han Muye had a blank expression on his face and slowly sheathed his sword.
After all, he dodged a bullet.
The eyes of the black bear clan demon flashed with joy.
But in the next moment, his penis was greatly enlarged.
A purple dagger came from behind and pierced into the crest of the neck.
The energy of the sword penetrated his bones, directly shattering all the movement of his power.
Even the demonic energy floating in the Dantian cannot be activated.
He didn't even have a chance to self-destruct.
Qishen cultivation level is okay, but when it comes to pill formation cultivation level, if you are really hot-tempered, you will not be able to defeat him. Even if you explode the golden elixir, he will die with you. Such a person is really difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, those who came here today don't have much Jindan cultivation.
Han Muye flew up, put one foot on the shoulder of the great black bear demon, and grabbed the hilt of the Purple Flame Sword with the other hand.
The sword follows the person, and blood spurts with the sword.
It wasn't until Han Muye flew towards another big demon with two swords in his hand that the black bear tribe fell to the ground, and the divine light in his eyes disappeared.
At the moment of his death, a pillar of light rose as energy and blood escaped.
His energy, blood and soul power drifted towards the altar not far away.
Among them, there was also a trace that chased Han Muye and landed on his body.
Manic, cold.
Two completely different feelings penetrated the body at the same time.
The strength is cold and the soul is frantic.
This trace of strength can improve one's physical strength, integrate into the body, and strengthen the muscles and bones.
It is also possible to stimulate a trace of blood power and induce unexpected changes in the body.
For example, some places will become larger.
The power of the divine soul can also be absorbed and refined.
It's just that the violent aura within it is difficult to calm down and cannot be felt for a while. In a life-and-death battle, it may affect the decision-making.
These are the advantages and disadvantages of integrating into the bloodline of the demon clan’s soul.
Han Muye's spiritual thoughts moved, and a trace of purple power of human hope came out of the sea of energy. It traveled through the muscles and bones of his body, wrapped up the blood power, and turned it into a small purple ball.
The golden halo in the divine treasure flashed, capturing the trace of the soul power of the master of the Black Bear clan and imprisoning it.
The awe-inspiring Qi shook, and the master of the black bear tribe had no resistance at all to his divine soul power. He was constantly squeezed by it and turned into a thread of spiritual soul with traces of blue and gray.
Turn the soul into sword thread.
The moment the sword wire was formed, a picture emerged in Han Muye's mind.
Netherworld, Dusk City.
This great black bear demon named Mujin is one of the young city lords of Muxiao City.
The Netherfrost Realm is a realm dominated by monsters, and the major forces in it are all monsters.
There are people stationed in this cold world, but they are all small forces and belong to an inferior race.
This time, a large number of powerful people in the Netherfrost Realm entered the secret realm from the teleportation gate in order to find the Ten Thousand Demons Order in the secret realm.
Of course, it is also a matter of course to increase the strength of the bloodline and obtain the treasures in the secret realm.
After Mujin came to the secret realm, he had already subdued a small ethnic group, refined their bloodline power, and had his own small force.
It's a pity that he died in just one day.
As the images emerged in his mind, Twilight City, Netherfrost Realm, and various messages were also remembered by Han Muye.
There are many demon races in this world, and the resources are not bad. Among them, there are many strong ones in the heavenly realm.
It's just that this world is also full of internal strife, and there are constant conquests between the major races of ligers and tigers.
Caught in the gap, Twilight City made a big bet this time, and several deputy city lords and young city lords entered the secret realm.
The entry restrictions for the secret realm in Ninghan Realm are much looser than those in Tianxuan. All monsters under eight hundred years old can enter.
From when Han Muye drew his sword to when it fell, it only took an instant.
All the images disappeared, and he had landed in front of an old man with rat eyes and short beard wearing a leather robe.
In Han Muye's Divine Treasure, the blue-grey sword thread was gently wrapped around the golden sword of the soul, and the power of blood gathered in his muscles and bones was directly thrown into his Dantian.
In his Dantian, a small golden ball shines brightly.
Heart of the Stars.
This is the treasure that was originally obtained on the big star. Although it has not yet been formed, it can store endless power.
After refining this treasure for so long, Han Muye traveled to the Fire Realm and the foreign void many times.
Mujin's bloodline power was directly thrown into the heart of the stars by Han Muye.
No matter what kind of power he has, as long as he enters the heart of the stars, it will be stored.
When you need to consume it, just withdraw it.
At this moment, Han Muye raised his sword again.
The old man in leather robes opposite him was already one step ahead of him, and he struck his head with a short rat-tail whip in his hand.
It's just that the rat-tail whip is not as fast as the sword light flying out of Han Muye's hand.
The moment the Purple Flame Sword flew out, the rat demon had changed color.
But he was unable to respond, and the sword light went straight across his neck, making him fall down with his whole body.
Reaching out to grab the interesting rat-tail whip, Han Muye appeared in front of another giant demon covered in scales.
Black turtle monster.
interesting.
It's not the black turtle demon from the Tianxuan world.
"Stab"
The Qingming Sword struck the black armor, bringing out a spark.
The black turtle monster, covered in black armor, with a cold and ferocious face, black gills on both sides of his cheeks, and a trace of blood red eyes, clenched his fist and punched the Qingming Sword.
Relying on its own defense power and strong enough black armor, it transforms into a humanoid weapon.
Just the black scales that cannot be cut open by a sword can make the black turtle fish demon clan invincible.
What's more, these fish demons also have abnormally strong reproductive power, as well as extremely strong racial cohesion power.
Such monsters are indeed terrifying.
The Black Turtle Demon's fist struck down, and Han Muye's sword turned slightly, and the original ridge of the sword turned into a sword edge.
If this punch was a solid blow, it would hit the sword's edge.
The Black Turtle Monster's fist is strong enough, but it doesn't have the ability to hit the sword's edge directly.
As a last resort, his fist changed direction and hit Han Muye's chest.
Change tactics at the last moment and react quickly.
Han Muye had a faint smile on his face.
He held the sword in his palm, turned it again, and the blade and ridge changed positions.
What is this for?
The black turtle demon's face showed confusion when he saw the long sword suddenly spinning.
The tip of the sword touched the chest, turned into a drill, shattered a piece of black scale, and then went straight into the heart.
Blood gushed out from the black turtle demon's mouth, and it stared at Han Muye, but could not speak.
A trace of gray-black spiritual light began to escape.
The second great demon died.
It was only at this moment that the demon clan that rushed forward had some reactions, some stopped, and some rushed towards Han Muye.
There were also many demon clansmen. The demon light in their hands turned into light, shadow, and blood, and they hit Han Muye on the head.
An invincible swordsman is in front of him, so just use magic to deal with it.
Those who can live for hundreds of years and become the Great Demon of the Earthly God are not simple characters.
Han Muye laughed loudly, holding the Qingming Sword in his hand to pierce through those spells. The Purple Flame Sword turned into a stream of light and cruised in the sky, blocking all the flying monsters.
One person has two swords, and the sword is swaying freely, and there is no enemy under the sword.
This scene made Xiang Lingshuang's blood boil.
Huang Zhihu, who was lying on Tianhe, bit his lip, a look of longing and fear flashing in his big eyes.
"stop"
Xiang Lingshuang finally raised the big bow, a long green arrow condensed on the big bow, then the bow opened to the full moon, and an arrow shot out.
Three miles away, a green-robed monster holding a short spear was shocked, and his body was penetrated by an arrow.
The long green arrow flew his body a hundred feet away and was nailed to a tree trunk.
This arrow shocked many monsters who were preparing for a sneak attack.
"Buzz"
Above the altar, the bluish-white flame began to vibrate.
Among them, there seems to be a humanoid figure appearing.
Under the altar, the Green Fox tribe all raised their heads in joy.
On their bodies, there were dark golden streams of light constantly intertwining.
This is the fusion of his own bloodline and Tianhu's bloodline, and the inherited memory begins to improve.
While the strong men of the Tianhu clan refine their own bloodline, their own bloodline can also obtain its inherited power.
It's a win-win situation.
From now on, this ethnic group will have a master.
This powerful Sky Fox man will be bound to the rise and fall of the tribe.
"Quick! Grab the bloodline, otherwise we will all die when the bloodline merges!"
"This is the bloodline of Tianhu. Tianhu is the most intelligent and holds grudges!"
"The ancient Sky Fox bloodline is a good thing!"
Loud shouts came one after another, and the big monsters didn't hold back anymore and rushed towards the altar.
If you grab the bloodline of Sky Fox, you can soar into the sky!
Xiang Lingshuang held the big bow and took a step forward to block the altar.
A scared expression flashed across Huang Zhihu's face as he stood up from Tianhe's back. He hesitated and put his hand on the hilt of the small sword at his waist.
"Sister Yun Di, can you protect us?" She whispered, and then her face relaxed.
Perhaps Yundi gave her the answer.
Ahead, Han Muye put away the Purple Flame Sword.
There was an icy sword intent floating in his eyes.
The killing just now was just a test for him.
Use the swordsmanship infused in the Shanmao heritage to challenge the great monsters of all races across levels.
The result is not bad.
Now, he is the one to take action himself.
"Canglang"
The long sword vibrated, and the sword sang in the sky.
At this moment, countless great demons changed their colors.
Those humans turned around and ran away.
Just this sword chant, and the tyrannical sword intention contained in it, is basically going to become a trend in the way of swordsmanship.
Although these big demons are strong today, no one can block a powerful sword.
"Is it too late to escape now?"
Han Muye whispered, and the Qingming Sword in his hand slashed down with a hundred-foot sword shadow!
The sky is filled with blood!
The sword is a killing weapon.
The sword light flashes vertically and horizontally, with interspersed stabbing blows and sweeping and slashing blows horizontally.
At this moment, all the big demons that rushed forward were wrapped in sword light.
The three sword arrays used to suppress the great demon suddenly dispersed, turning into sword lights that filled the sky, like stars in the sky.
"Surrender, or die."
There was indifference in Han Muye's voice.
The sound is like a sword.
The hanging sword determines life and death.
The "arrogant human race", the eighth golden elixir demon of the one-horned rhinoceros clan, roared loudly, and its body turned into a jade-white one-horned rhinoceros ten feet tall, with black shoulder armor on both shoulders and a thick black light.
What interrupted the one-horned rhino's voice was Han Muye's sword light.
The green sword shadow slashed down.
The green-gray sword thread that had just been gathered in the divine treasure was wrapped in the sword light and revealed directly.
One sword, two minds.
The sword has the power to destroy mountains, but there is a blend of divine and soul power in it.
"boom"
After one strike of the sword, the smoke dissipated.
Everyone turned to stare at the huge rhinoceros floating quietly in mid-air.
No harm or damage!
One sword cannot hurt the body of the golden elixir demon!
The big demons who rushed forward felt relieved.
That sword, so majestic that it seemed to crush the heaven and earth, could not even break the body of a golden elixir demon.
It seems like this sword is just a showpiece?
The huge body of the one-horned rhinoceros slowly lowered to the ground.
At this moment, everyone's expressions changed again.
The powerful golden elixir demon body actually lay on the ground, trembling like a real demon beast.
"Soul..."
The golden elixir overhaul of the Wind Wolf clan standing not far away had his eyes widened and his fists clenched tightly, but he couldn't stop his legs from shaking.
Although Han Muye's sword just now did not break the body of the one-horned rhinoceros, which is famous for its defensive power, it directly killed its soul!
The current one-horned rhinoceros demon body has become an empty shell with only a tyrannical body and no great demon soul.
Han Muye raised the sword in his hand again.
"Senior Brother Han, let me do it." At this time, a voice sounded from the altar behind him.
A figure stepped out from the flames of the altar.
She is wearing a long jade-white dress and looks like she is sixteen or seventeen years old. She has pointed ears, a tuft of white fluff on her forehead, and three illusory fox tails fluttering behind her back.
"Are you Sister Xiaobai?" Huang Zhihu shouted in surprise with bright eyes.
"A gentle message from thousands of miles away, a dream will never forget the present day." The girl in white showed a confused look on her face and nodded gently.
"In the past, my name was Bai Qingyu, and now my name is Bai Wuhen."
The palm of his hand stretched out, and a hazy blue light spread across a ten-mile radius space.
Both the Green Fox clan members and the big monsters who were charging towards them had confused expressions on their faces.
Bai Wuhen chuckled and looked around: "Are you willing to surrender?"
The power of the soul.
At this moment, within a radius of ten miles, there was no resistance from the big demon.
Han Muye turned around and returned his sword to its sheath.
"Senior Brother Han, thank you very much." Bai Wuhen flew down from the altar like a falling leaf, looked at Han Muye, and said softly.