The aura exploded, making it difficult to open one's eyes!
The aura that shines to the extreme means that it is the most advanced spiritual material in the world!
Every aura here represents a priceless treasure.
At this time, thousands of spiritual lights intertwined into a pillar of light!
The suffocating spiritual energy exploded head-on, penetrating directly into the heart and lungs.
The faces of those swordsmen who were not strong enough all turned red.
The abundance of spiritual energy may make them the first practitioners in the world to be suffocated to death by spiritual energy.
"boom--"
Streams of light flew out from the small building.
The treasure has a soul!
This is at least a magic weapon level treasure!
The key is that the treasure has been hidden in this small building for countless thousands of years, and its spirituality has not been lost.
Han Muye flew up, and the green fairy light in his hand turned into a rope, trapping the treasures.
At this time, the magic circle was opened, the surrounding shielding power dissipated, countless meteorites fell, and the divine thoughts of the Tao Ancestors were projected.
"Treasure House of Shenting!" Of course, Taoist ancestors who have lived for countless thousands of years know the Treasure House of Shenting.
"What Tian Xuanhan is looking for today is the treasure house of Shenting!" The voice of exclamation was no longer concealed.
"Fellow Taoists, my ancestor wants to send some of his disciples to the place where Taoism is contested. Do you have any opinions?" a voice sounded.
The treasures in the treasure house are the top treasures in the world, and even the powerful Tao ancestors like them covet them.
"Haha, I need a piece of flowing light Sanyang stone to refine the weapon. If I can get it, I can give you more opportunities in the future."
Although the powerful Dao Ancestor cannot personally enter the arena, he can send his disciples to enter the arena.
Naturally, these Taoist disciples cannot return during the Taoist struggle. When the Taoist struggle is over, life or death depends on their own choice.
However, the treasures they obtained could take advantage of some loopholes and be given to the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle first.
In just a moment, dozens of figures flew in from the void and headed towards the place where the Dao fights.
At this time, Han Muye had collected the scattered treasures in the small building, and then waved his hand to collect the treasures in the small building.
A piece of top-quality spiritual stone that was hard to find before is now collected in piles.
The spiritual materials for refining magic weapons are piled up in mountains.
All kinds of refined spiritual weapons are top-notch semi-magic weapons.
This is unimaginable wealth, just one piece can buy a sect.
At this time, all the powerful Taoists knew why Prime Minister Han looked down on their own accumulation.
That’s the real wealth in people’s hands!
"Buzz——"
In the void, a spiritual light hit Han Muye.
Gao Xiaoxuan raised his hand and struck the sword, shattering the spiritual light.
In the void, the army of the fairy world has arrived.
The five million army, led by a strong saint, formed a battle formation with a hundred strong men in the heavenly realm, and pursued Han Muye and the others closely.
It's just that they didn't expect that there would be such endless wealth here!
If they knew that there would be a treasure house of Shenting here, they would definitely send a large army to gather, not just this few people to follow.
Misstep!
Huang Zhihu took one step forward and shouted: "Form up."
The words fell.
The sword formation is completed.
The sword light rises.
A long dragon comes out.
This is the sword array!
At this moment, between heaven and earth, there is only sword energy soaring into the sky, thousands of miles magnificent!
The bright spiritual light was shattered by the sword light, and the sword array of three million sword cultivators suddenly woke up like a sleeping dragon.
This is a force that this world cannot suppress!
"boom--"
The long sword dragon roared, shattering the sky, triggering endless sword intent, and killed the incoming immortal strongman.
No matter whether it is a saint or a person in the heavenly realm, after one strike of the sword, all that is left is a pillar of broken spiritual light.
The long dragon with sword light split the sky for millions of miles, and thirty stars were directly split into two halves!
The entire heaven and earth shook, and the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle all turned pale, and auras of light burst out from their bodies.
The land of Taoism is attracted by the power of sword light, and it is necessary to break through the suppression of power!
This is a covenant with the power of heaven and earth. If the suppression of power is broken, these Taoist ancestors will be backlashed.
"Madman, this guy is really mad!" Dao Ancestor, whose face was reddened, roared wildly, and the strength of his body was intertwined, and he tried his best to stabilize the suppression of heaven and earth.
All Taoist ancestors mobilized their own strength to maintain this world.
At this moment, the power of the Taoist Land was surging, and it seemed that it was about to shatter into pieces.
The long sword light dragon turned into a long sword, and the sword body penetrated the sky and the earth.
The sword condenses into a huge tree that reaches the sky, emitting green fairy light.
The sword is here, no one dares to touch it.
The power of three million sword cultivators is shocking to the heavens and the earth.
The army of the fairy world collapsed immediately.
Just one hit.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the small building in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and pressed it down with his palm.
"Buzz——"
From the small building, a spear measuring eight feet flew out, directly knocked away Han Muye's hand, and flew towards the sky.
This spear is so fast that no one can catch it.
"Stab-"
The spear has shattered a fragment of meteorite, which appeared hundreds of miles away.
"Certainly."
Bai Wuhen shouted lowly, and the colorful light on his body shrouded the spear.
The spear just hit him hard, and he immediately broke free from the pressure.
However, when Bai Wuhen took action, Han Muye's figure flew down in front of the spear.
He reached out and grabbed the spear.
"Bang——"
The spear trembled, knocking his palm away.
Not even the power of the underlord can directly suppress it!
"Immortal treasure!"
In the void, Daozu Daxiu, who was originally a little reserved, couldn't help it anymore, his thoughts were intertwined, and he wished he could come in person.
"boom--"
Three streams of light attacked Han Muye from three places.
Those were the three great cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.
In the land of Taoist struggle, the power of transforming into gods is already at the top.
Han Muye held a spear in one hand and his eyes flashed.
The treasure moved people's hearts, even Taoist ancestors were tempted.
This battleground will be even more dangerous in the future.
After today, countless powerful people will arrive and join Tianxuan and Xianling.
The land of Taoist disputes has completely turned into a whirlpool.
Holding a spear in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand and unsheathed the long sword in the Wanhe sword box.
The sword light swayed and directly shattered the three spiritual lights.
"No form."
The long sword appeared in front of a great spiritual cultivator wearing a green robe with a light red halo on his head and face.
The sword was so fast that the Divine Transformation Daxiu had no time to dodge. He could only use his spiritual light and precious light to interweave and turn into a defense to block the long sword.
"Stab-"
All the spiritual light was torn into pieces like white paper.
The long sword swiped at Huashen Daxiu's waist, bringing up a pool of golden blood.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The sword light left in an instant, and the great cultivator turned pale and turned around to leave.
There was an irresistible power of the soul in this sword. It seemed that it only injured his body, but in fact it had broken through his soul's defense.
If he doesn't leave now, his soul will be lost and he won't be able to leave.
With one sword, the wounded spirit transforms into a major repair.
This is Tianxuan Hanxiang.
There should be a place for Han Muye in this world.
Pressing the immortal treasure spear with his hand, the sword turned into formless form, and the vibrations wrapped around his body.
Behind him is the shadow of the Sky-reaching Sword, and below, three million swords form a formation.
At this moment, Han Muye stood proudly for nine days, like a fairy!
So what if the saints from the fairy world come? Can they fight?
Countless practitioners below looked up and felt their hearts surge.
This Prime Minister of Tianxuan and Han was so tyrannical that he could only look up to him.
Tianxuan has him, so why worry?
"Exiled Immortal."
Below, someone whispered.
"Exiled Immortal."
Someone shouted.
"Exiled Immortal——"
Countless voices gathered.
At this moment, the remaining two major cultivators who were originally preparing to take action retreated in panic.
The morale is like a rainbow, and they will collapse without a fight.
They have no chance of winning. If they don't retreat, their lives will be at stake.
The great cultivator of Transformation God was defeated and fled. The momentum of the Tianxuan cultivator reached its peak, and the energy, blood and spiritual energy transformed into a million-foot-long dragon, looking up to the sky and hissing.
Han Muye raised his hand, and the Immortal Treasure Spear crashed directly into the vitality and blood dragon.
The immortal treasure rolled over and tried to escape, but was suppressed and swallowed by the dragon of energy and blood.
After a stream of energy and blood was poured into it, aura was washed away, and the spirit of the immortal treasure slowly fell silent.
When the dragon of energy and blood dissipated, the shadow of a thousand-foot-long spear floated in the sky.
"Tianxuan Han Xiang actually took out this fairy treasure and turned it into a treasure that everyone can use..." Someone whispered in the void.
"With such a refinement of Qi and blood, people from Tianxuan can use this treasure. As long as the power is enough, this treasure can kill powerful enemies. It is really powerful!"
Take out an immortal treasure that is hard to find in the world and make it a treasure that everyone on the Tianxuan side can use.
Who in the spiritual world can be so generous?
One bird in the hand is worth less than a hundred birds in the forest.
Practitioners are all selfish, who would give the treasure to outsiders?
But Han Muye can do it.
From now on, this immortal treasure spear will become the treasure of Tianxuan Town.
All the Tianxuan practitioners looked at Han Muye again, their eyes filled with fanaticism.
Who wouldn't want to follow such a strong man?
Practitioners are also strong-willed.
At this moment, everyone believed that Han Muye could lead them to the top.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, he raised his head and looked in front of the sky.
Over there, there is a flash of spiritual light.
"Buzz——"
A sword light penetrated the void and arrived.
Sword repair.
The sword light condensed into a line and penetrated the void.
When these sword cultivators flew down to the battleground, what they saw was a long sword that stretched across the sky and the earth, a long spear with a shadow of thousands of feet, and military formations, with energy and blood soaring into the sky.
Then, everyone's eyes fell on the figure standing in the sky with the sword box in white.
"Mr. Gu..."
Millions of Qingyou realm sword cultivators entered the realm and saw Han Muye standing in the sky.
"Welcome to the land of Dao struggle. We in Tianxuan World will be your backing from now on."
Han Muye's voice floated across thousands of miles.
"Here, I am Han Muye, Prime Minister of Tianxuan Kingdom."
Those sword cultivators from Qingyou Realm who had accepted employment looked at each other and bowed to salute.
"Meet the Prime Minister of Han."
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and said, "I'll give you one hour to collect the treasures scattered here. After one hour, the truth will bring you back."
Collect treasures?
There seemed to be spiritual light shining in the surrounding void. The sword cultivators dispersed in confusion.
"Fuck! Wan Zijin, I'm crazy! I'm really crazy!"
"Oh my god, could this be like dream iron? Really? Am I dreaming?"
The sound of exclamation came, and each sword cultivator frantically rummaged through the debris around them, wishing they could scrape the ground three feet away.
Han Muye stood quietly in the void. The sword cultivators and Taoist cultivators, as well as the big demon in the Southern Wilderness, all had dull expressions.
It's like, it's like watching a group of beggars.
Everyone picks up leftovers, what good stuff can there be?
How much does a piece of spiritual material cost?
Occasionally a thousand spiritual beads?
Is this something worth shouting so loudly?
Country bumpkin.
An hour later, these sword cultivators gathered back together rather reluctantly.
An army of millions, in loose formation, stretches for hundreds of miles.
They were all extremely excited, and almost everyone gained something.
Even if you just pick up some scraps, it is worth hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones!
The land of Taoism is truly a blessed land that is hard to find in the world!
At this moment, all the sword cultivators hired from the Qingyou Realm felt a strange sense of belonging.
It's like this is their home.
There are treasures everywhere and a place where spiritual stones can be picked up casually. No wonder there are Taoist disputes here.
"Let's go."
Han Muye waved his hand and led the army in a mighty march.
All the practitioners followed him with excitement and excitement on their faces.
The new sword cultivators from the Qingyou Realm were all curious to inquire about the affairs of the Tianxuan World.
The uncontrollable joy in the hearts of all parties in Tianxuan also needs to be shared with others.
In the void, those Dao Ancestors all looked depressed.
It is a treasure house of the divine court. The net worth of Prime Minister Tianxuan Han is probably not comparable to the combined net worth of the seven or eight Taoist ancestors present.
Who is the Taoist ancestor?
The army marched forward in mighty force, but the fairy world tried to stop it but could not.
Who would have thought that Han Muye led the army around in order to obtain the treasure house of Shenting?
At this time, even if the army is assembled and the strong men unite, it is too late.
Everyone could only watch as Han Muye returned with his army again.
"By the way, the fellow Taoists from Jinnan Star Region are coming soon, right?" Han Muye, who was flying away, looked at Tao Zhixing and others.
Tao Zhixing and several people behind him smiled bitterly and nodded.
On this trip, they also got an unimaginable treasure.
If you take out any one of the spiritual materials in your collection, you will be able to cultivate yourself for the rest of your life.
These days, they all feel like their minds are losing control.
Confucianism and Taoism should have been cultivated in the Qing Dynasty...
Fortunately, they are not ascetic monks.
"Prime Minister Han, the fellow Confucian cultivators in the Jinnan Star Region have arrived at the marked location we left as agreed. They will enter the area of Taoist disputes as soon as we contact them."
Tao Zhixing raised his hands and spoke.
Tao Zhixing felt a little ashamed when he thought about the wealth he had accumulated now, but it was a pity that the Confucian cultivators in the Jinnan Star Region did not have it.
"Okay, then let's go pick up the fellow Taoists from the Jinnan Star Region and return to Tianxuan together."
After Han Muye finished speaking, he asked Tao Zhixing to lead everyone to the direction where the Confucian and Taoist practitioners from the Jinnan Star Region came.
Three days later, the void shattered, and millions of Confucian and Taoist practitioners came through the air.
Among these millions of Confucianism cultivators, there are eight thousand major cultivators in the Heaven Realm, and the lowest among the other Confucian and Taoist students are all in the Earth Realm.
Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous in the Jinnan Star Region, and these millions of Confucianism cultivators are only a small part of them.
The three Confucian and Taoist half-sages who came to lead the team, all of them have profound cultivation to the extreme, and their words and Dharma are followed, causing the power of heaven and earth to vibrate.
"Zhou Dunyu met Prime Minister Han."
"Guo Yang has met Prime Minister Tianxuan Han."
"Ling Zhi has met Prime Minister Han."
Three Confucian and Taoist semi-sage major cultivators in green robes bowed their hands to Han Muye and saluted.
Tao Zhixing had already introduced them, and Jinnan Confucianism and Taoism did not expect that there would be such a big battle to welcome them today.
They also thought that the arrival of millions of Confucianism cultivators, led by three half-saints, could intimidate Tianxuan.
But now, it seems that he is the one who is shocked?
There are sword cultivators with soaring sword aura, great demons with shining demonic light, and there are many strong Taoists.
As tyrannical as Tianxuan is, it seems like people like him have nothing to do, right?
Han Muye glanced at the three semi-sage Confucians, and then looked at the millions of Confucian and Taoist practitioners.
He did not expect that there would be so many Confucian and Taoist practitioners coming to the Jinnan Star Region.
"You're all here, how about I take you to the fairy world?" Han Muye had a calm expression on his face, as if he was just going to go shopping in the market.
The three major Confucian and Taoist cultivators were startled, and then turned around. They saw the green light coming from the eyes of Tao Zhixing and the Confucian and Taoist cultivators behind him.
How come these recent Confucian and Taoist cultivators from the Jinnan Star Region have such corrupt minds?
In the Tianxuan world, are life so miserable?
Everyone looked at each other and their hearts sank slightly.
"The guest does as the host does, so let's go with Mr. Han."