370, Coming to Yunchenxing, pretending to be the messenger of the King of Gods
The sword energy reaches the sky, and thousands of swords are fired together.
Han Muye just took out his swords, and suddenly they collided with each other in mid-air and formed a sword.
Ten thousand swords return to the clan, and the sword transforms into ten thousand swords.
By this time, Wan Jian was once again united.
In front of him, Marquis Wu, who had slashed out a sword, had joy in his eyes and laughed.
"It's rare that you can practice swordsmanship to this level. No wonder you are recognized by the sword pavilion!"
He raised his hand and made a move, and the sword light that had been slashed was retracted.
"With this sword, you can conquer the world."
Looking at the sword wielded by Han Muye, Wu Hou's expression gradually became solemn.
Behind him, the shadow of a ten-thousand-foot-long blue dragon appeared.
The true form of the great demon!
The bloodline of the ancient blue dragon!
At this moment, what Han Muye saw was an extremely powerful man who had refined the body of a divine beast just like him.
No, Wu Hou did not refine his true body, but was originally from the ancient Canglong clan.
This can also explain why, after Wen Mo Sheng became a saint with the Xuan Dao of Heaven, Wuhou was still able to achieve the cultivation of He Dao.
What he cultivated was not the power of heaven, but the power of his own blood.
The ancient bloodline is comparable to that of a saint.
"I am from the Canglong clan in the wild world. I was taken in by Meng Tianxuan Taoist ancestor and practiced for thirty thousand years."
"Master has three thousand disciples, but only one hundred and one can acquire his mantle."
"The only way to get the true inheritance is Senior Brother Wen, me, and Junior Brother Yuan Tian."
Holding the sword in his hand, the halo around Wuhou circulated, and a transcendent aura shone.
His eyes fell on the long sword that was coming down from his head, and he said calmly: "Senior Brother Wen builds a chess game of heaven and earth, using all things as chess pieces."
"Junior Brother Yuan Tian practices the true meaning of sword practice, using swords as a formation to form an array around the sky."
"I vowed to reunite in the wilderness, so I used my own scales as soldiers, gathered 361,000 scales as soldiers, and set up a battle formation around the world."
"It may be God's will that you can obtain Master's mantle."
"If you can break through this Zhoutian battle formation, there will be one more person under the Houtian Xuanmen."
As soon as the voice fell, the sky was filled with green light.
Pieces of blue scale armor with a radius of one foot turned into soldiers holding long swords, forming a battle formation and standing in the sky.
Thirty-six thousand soldiers formed a formation and surrounded Han Muye.
At this time, the long sword had already reached Wuhou, but it was completely unable to advance any further.
"Battle formation?"
Han Muye's eyes fell in front of him, with a smile on his face.
"I have been calculating since I got the Zhoutian chessboard that you, Marquis Wu, should have achieved enlightenment through military formation."
Opposite him, Marquis Wu raised his hand, pointed his fingertips on the edge of the long sword in front of him, and smiled.
"You are right, but it depends on how you break my military formation——"
Before Wu Hou finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.
I saw the shadow of a domineering figure emerging around Han Muye, who was surrounded by military formations.
There is lightning shining on Ba Xia's body.
"Wuhou, you haven't practiced military formation at all. Instead, you have locked the power of your blood with the power of heaven and earth, allowing your body to stay in the mortal world!"
"The dragon clan of the East China Sea must be your bloodline, Marquis Wu!"
Han Muye shouted, interrupting Wu Hou's voice.
The raging Qi and blood power around him turned into a beam of light, which not only broke away the general formation, but was unable to restrain even Wuhou's Taoist power.
A void appeared around Han Muye.
He stretched out his hand and held a sword in his palm.
"I was planning to use the fourth level of swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong to defeat your Zhoutian Power, Marquis Wu. Now, I have a new idea."
Han Muye's words revealed endless confidence and surging fighting spirit.
"Sword cultivation, the purest expression of power in the world."
"Everything that is out of harmony can be cut with one sword."
"But the purity of power is not the ultimate pursuit."
The sword in Han Muye's hand glowed with endless blood, and the power of his blood was condensed!
The strongest power in Han Muye's body is not his golden elixir of swordsmanship, nor the powerful sword intention condensed in the sea of qi, nor the sword of the divine soul that has become a substance in the divine treasure.
Although these powers are strong, they are powerless against the current Wuhou, let alone break Wuhou's realm.
The only thing in the world that can break the Dao Realm is a power equal to that of the Dao Realm.
For example, the pure power of the mythical beast Baxia.
Using the strength of the physical body as the sword, and using one's own energy and blood as the guide, this sword strike is a powerful strike!
"Marquis Wu, let's see what happens with this sword!"
Han Muye smiled, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at Wu Hou opposite him.
As soon as he raised his sword, the Dao realm around him was already shattered into pieces.
Wu Hou showed a distressed look on his face, shook his head, and pressed his hands.
"boom--"
A strong wind blew through the quiet cabin, scattering pieces of paper and wood.
The Dao domain was opened, and Wuhou's cabin was in chaos.
Wu Hou, who was sitting in front of the small case, had a wry smile on his face. He looked up at Han Muye standing in front of him.
"He is a real swordsman after all..."
"If it were me, I would never have used this sword."
Sword cultivators are all crazy.
The fighting spirit in Han Muye's eyes disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.
Wu Hou was so strong that he could not challenge him now.
The power of the great monk of reincarnation does not only lie in the Tao realm.
Those strong men who have cultivated to the late stage of cause and effect are already pursuing the transformation of power.
This kind of transformation cannot be deduced by the current Han Muye.
But as Wu Hou said, his ability to draw a sword means everything.
As a sword cultivator, it is natural for him to use this sword.
This sword was also recognized by Marquis Wu.
If this great monk, who had sealed the power of his bloodline with the power of the heavens, really let go of his suppression, his fighting power would be unimaginable.
"I know where the Heavenly Monument for suppressing the bloodline of the Baxia Clan is." Wu Hou looked at Han Muye and said softly: "I want you to exchange the wilderness with me."
The heavenly monument that suppresses the bloodline of the Baxia clan.
According to ancient rumors, the Baxia clan's body became larger and larger due to the excessive power of their bloodline. The ancestor of the Baxia clan used great supernatural power to form a heavenly monument and placed it on the back of the mythical beast Baxia.
With the suppression of this heavenly monument, Baxia's body can change in size at will.
Han Muye knew from the bloodline power inheritance that these rumors were untrue, but some of them were true.
For example, the Sky Monument can really unite the bloodline of Ba Xia.
At Han Muye's current cultivation speed, it might take thousands or tens of thousands of years to completely refine the body of the divine beast Baxia.
But with the Sky Monument, it only takes a few decades.
For Han Muye, this heavenly monument is an excellent training aid.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Muye was a little hesitant to exchange the deserted land for the sky monument.
The ruins of the wilderness are in the hands of Xiang Lingshuang, and will become a springboard to the world of wilderness in the future.
The wild world is as powerful and wealthy as the Immortal World.
Han Muye wanted to find the source of bloodline power, so he naturally wanted to go there.
"Don't worry, I want the ruins of the wilderness so that I can return to the wilderness." Seeing Han Muye's hesitation, Wu Hou spoke softly.
"Senior Brother Wen has his own plans, and it's time for me to go to Manghuang."
"Tianxuan is yours after all."
There was a bit of loneliness in Wuhou's words.
But to Han Muye, it sounded something different.
Wuhou will leave Tianxuan, and Wen Xiang's calculations seem to transcend the world of Tianxuan.
What do these great monks who have become saints really want?
"I can leave the wilderness to you, Marquis Wu, but one day, I also want to visit the wilderness." Han Muye looked at Wuhou and spoke in a low voice.
With Wuhou Xiu's combat power, he was able to ask for it instead of just waiting for the wasteland to drift outside the Tianxuan world to snatch it. This was already giving Han Muye face.
"Okay." Wu Hou laughed, handed a jade slip to Han Muye, and said, "When are you going to look for the heavenly monument, please tell me first."
This was a return favor, telling Han Muye that he could help Han Muye when he was looking for the heavenly monument.
Han Muye nodded, his mind just scanned the jade slip and then exited.
Looking at Han Muye walking out of the cabin, Wu Hou had a glint in his eyes.
"Good boy, if the power of the divine beast is gathered together again in the heavenly monument, it will really be able to integrate the complete power of the divine beast."
"After the wilderness was shattered, how long has it been since we saw such powerful men of ancient bloodline?"
"Is it time for me to be reckless..."
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Even if the flying boat travels extremely secretly, it will encounter many attacks from evil spirits and void beasts.
The general who was driving the flying boat took action to deal with these evil spirits and strange beasts before they could react.
But the further they advanced, not only the evil spirits and strange beasts, but also the Shinto practitioners from the Wuyuan Realm intercepted him.
In the end, everyone broke into pieces according to the previously discussed plan.
The flying boat commander will find a hidden place, set up a formation, and wait for the call.
The other strong men walked alone to the meeting place.
"Everyone, please leave me with the matter of the Conferred God Platform." Wu Hou stood on the deck and raised his hand in salute.
All the powerful Tianxuan men bowed in return.
Han Muye turned around and looked at Yan Zhenqing, Qin Suyang and others: "Seniors, Yun Chenxing will meet again."
After saying that, he moved, causing a soft sword light to dissipate directly in the same place.
When he reappeared, he was already in the void.
Yan Zhenqing and the others looked at each other and cupped their hands, then they each turned into rainbow light and flew away.
Their target is Yun Chenxing.
The God King Yunchen was beheaded by Marquis Wu a hundred years ago, and several powerful men on Yunchen Star were fighting for the position of the God King.
This time, the location selected for building the Conferred God Platform was Yunchenxing.
Han Mu, a wild man, was flying in the void, and the spiritual light on his body continued to converge. When he traveled a million miles and saw a majestic star in front of him, there was only a golden divine light left on his body.
Han Muye is no stranger to the Shinto practice method spread in the Wuyuan world. From Sun Yun's memory, he has already understood the Shinto practice method.
In addition, he had previously practiced Dahuangting, and he was also very familiar with Shinto methods.
Using the method of Dahuangting, he practiced Confucianism and Shintoism. At this time, his aura and spiritual energy converged, and his whole body was filled with golden divine light.
Anyone who sees him will feel that he is a true Shinto practitioner.
"Where is the divine general coming to Yun Chenxing?"
Ahead, a voice sounded, and a group of soldiers wearing light golden armor stood in the void.
Not far away, a flying boat with golden divine light came quietly.
The strength of this group of soldiers can withstand the heavenly realm. With the help of the flying boat, even if it is an out-of-body overhaul, it can withstand it for a while.
Only Yun Chenxing has such protective power. The strength of the Wuyuan Realm cannot be underestimated.
Han Muye stood in the void, raised his hand, and a jade tablet appeared in his palm.
"Under the throne of the Moon-Breaking God, Sun Yun, the Broken Blade God General, has come to Yunchenxing for business."
There was indifference in Han Muye's voice.
The jade tablet is real, and the soul mark on it is also real.
The Moon-Breaking God King did arrange some small tasks for Sun Yun.
The power that Han Muye showed in Dahuangting was similar to Sun Yun's cultivation level.
The general on the opposite side stretched out his hand to catch the jade token. He examined it with his spiritual mind, and with a smile on his face, he cupped his hand and said, "It turns out to be General Sun, the general of the Broken Blade."
Shinto practitioners are divided into three levels by God, and what Han Muye showed was the second level among them, with seven or eight golden elixir levels of combat power.
The generals on the opposite side were only third-class divine generals, and their cultivation level and combat prowess were barely enough to withstand those who had just entered the golden elixir.
Facing Han Muye, the general spoke respectfully.
"Since he is a general under the throne of Moon Breaking God, we at Yunchenxing welcome you."
As he spoke, the general stepped forward and handed back the jade token: "The last general is under the throne of Taiyu God——"
Han Muye frowned, and the other party hurriedly lowered his voice: "God will forgive me. Although Lord Taiyu has not granted the decree, it will be a matter of time."
Taiyu, Mingji, Gaosun, and Zitai, the four divine kings who were under the divine throne of Yunchen at that time, were all competing for the position of divine king.
Because these four do not have the Mark of the God King, they are actually not strong enough to control Yunchen Star.
However, the cultivation level of Taiyu Shenjun is already at the second level of God Transformation. As long as he can obtain the seal of the No Resentment Realm, and his cultivation level plus the power of wish, he can have the combat power of the Tao.
In fact, over the past hundred years, several powerful god-kings in the Wuyuan Realm have also been waiting and watching.
First, Taiyu and the four of them were weaker, and several god kings were unwilling to hand over Yun Chenxing to them.
Secondly, those god kings have several tyrannical god kings who are also plotting against Yun Chenxing.
"I heard from my God King that the Purple Stage God Lord has reached the third level of Divine Transformation and has the power to overpower the Taiyu God Lord." Han Muye said lightly with a slight smile in his eyes.
The other party did not dare to answer this easily.
It's just embarrassing on the face.
The cultivation of the four divine kings is not something that ordinary divine generals can discuss.
Moreover, the Sun Yun that Han Muye pretended to be was the Broken Blade Divine General, who served under the throne of the Moon-breaking God.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The attitude of a god king is very important to the four god kings.
"Ahem, General Sun, please go to Taiyu Shenjun's dojo to repair. After the Lord comes out of seclusion, he will receive the general well."
The general on the opposite side spoke even more humblely.
Han Muye pondered for a moment, looked at the void around him, and finally nodded.
The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and while leading Han Muye to Feizhou, he recruited someone to send a message to Yun Chenxing.
Han Muye was placed in a quiet room on the top floor of the flying boat, where various spiritual fruits and fine wines were served.
Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Han Muye shook his head gently.
This is one of the drawbacks of Shinto practice.
Shinto practice places more emphasis on inheritance and tradition than other practices.
A god-king can control a star with the power of incense.
Regardless of whether they are divine generals or divine kings, their souls and willpower are all affected by the divine king.
This type of cultivation is easy to achieve, but the foundation is not stable.
The inheritance of the Shinto of the Wu Resentment Realm has ranged from unqualified divine slaves and divine soldiers to third-class divine generals and double-level divine kings. Although their combat power is strong, it is not the way to live forever.
The only way to seek the great road is to become a divine king.
It's a pity that there are too few divine kings.
"boom--"
The flying boat crashed into the sky, and at that moment, a faint divine light emerged from Han Muye's body.
He quickly moved the Great Huangting, combining the power of Shinto with the power of his own soul.
The power of his soul was already extremely strong. At this time, he used the Da Huang Ting method to activate it, immediately activating the power of heaven and earth.
On the deck of the flying boat, the general who led Han Muye to Taiyu Zhenjun's dojo turned back and looked at the top cabin with a smile on his face.
You know that a god-general named Shattering Blade, who is under the throne of the God King, coming alone must have confidence.
This man, who seemed to have just become a god general, showed a glimmer of divinity, but in fact, his own power was already extremely powerful.
The soul that can induce the power of heaven and earth must have reached the level of half-step True Monarch.
Also, although the Moon-breaking God-King is not the strongest among the eighteen God-Kings, he is still ranked in the top six.
This divine general in his hand naturally has his own uniqueness.
"when--"
Ahead, the sound of a jade chime came.
Groups of female fairies dressed in palace attire walked slowly, holding palace lanterns that lead the way.
Han Muye walked out of the quiet room and stood in front of the third-floor porthole of Feizhou, with his hands behind his back and his brows furrowed.
"Brother Li, what does Taiyu Divine Lord mean by this?"
The divine general who brought Han Muye here was named Li Hui. His cultivation level was at the half-step heaven level and he had already condensed his divinity.
Hearing Han Muye's words, Li Hui showed a smile on his face and said softly: "General Sun, this is the importance the Lord God attaches to your arrival."
An angry look flashed across Han Muye's face, and he said in a deep voice: "Attention? The mission my God King ordered me to do is——"
After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, his expression turned cold, he waved his hand and went straight back to the cabin.
Li Hui smiled proudly and raised his hand to indicate that the flying boat would slowly land towards Taiyu Zhenjun's dojo under the guidance of the female fairy.
With this speed and this scene, it would be strange if the other three True Lords didn't investigate.
Sure enough, within a moment, Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, felt the power of several divine souls coming quietly.
Shinto practitioners are extremely sophisticated in their use of divine soul power. If Han Muye hadn't already materialized the divine soul power and built the Great Huangting, he wouldn't have been able to sense the existence of these divine soul powers.
He sat cross-legged in the quiet room, with a look of anger that could not be dispelled, and whispered in a deep voice: "This Divine Lord Taiyu is really as domineering as the Divine King said, and is not as calm as the Divine Lord Zitai."
"It's just that the God King also said that the location of the fragments of God King Yunchen's seal is a secret. It can be regarded as a chance. Who can get it..."
Feeling the trembling power of the souls around him, Han Muye stopped talking, just shook his head, calmed down his own power, and slowly adjusted his breathing.
At this moment, on the entire Yunchen Star, several great monks stood up at the same time.
"News about the divine seal fragments of God King Yunchen!" An old man wearing a purple robe and filled with divine light narrowed his eyes and cast his gaze towards the sky.
"Haha, it's interesting. It's not that Taiyu always claims to be the direct descendant of the God King. It turns out that he hasn't obtained the God's Seal yet. This time, I will accompany you to have fun." In the center of a magnificent dojo, there was a chuckle and a whisper.
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"boom--"
On a mountain that reaches the clouds, at the top of a series of palaces, the main hall that was originally covered by clouds and mist suddenly appeared.
A tall middle-aged man holding a golden scepter, with a golden halo in his eyes, raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Over there, the outline of the flying boat Han Muye was riding on had already been revealed.
This tall, middle-aged man is Taiyu Divine Lord, the first person under the divine throne of Yunchen back then.
When he appeared, countless Shinto practitioners knelt down and worshiped throughout the hall.
Lord Taiyu raised his head, looked at the flying boat in the sky, and murmured in his mouth.
"This is my opportunity!"
"I, Taiyu, have been waiting for thirty thousand years to finally sit in that position."
"Yunchenxing will be renamed Taiyuxing from now on!"
Waving the scepter in his hand, a golden stream of light turned into a rainbow, pulling the flying boat and slowly falling.
At this moment, several golden divine lights struck down from the void and entangled the flying boat.
Taiyu Shenjun showed an angry look on his face, and there was a divine light on his body that soared into the sky and turned into a shadow.
"Haha, Brother Taiyu, is this how you treat guests?" There was a chuckle in the air, and a young man in black robe appeared.
BenQ Shenjun.
"Are you worthy of being called a guest?" Taiyu Shenjun sneered and raised the scepter in his hand.
The golden shadow behind him turned into clasped arms.
The expression on Mingji Shenjun's face remained unchanged as he turned his head and looked around.
"Fellow Taoists, there is a god coming from the throne of the Moon-breaking God, and you are just going to watch the fun like this?"
