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466, Sixth Brother, I leave Zhihu to you.

Use your own treasures as bait.

It's not considered bait, it's sent out directly.

For example, Yanglong Chalcedony is the treasure that Jiange Bai Yuming urgently needs.

The Spirit-Sealing Liquid is the treasure needed by Sun Jiusheng of Yuling Taoist Palace.

For the sake of treasure, they, the proud men of the Three Heavens, would enter the land of Taoist struggle.

These things can quickly improve the cultivation and combat power of those elites.

This is a trap set up by Han Muye. Even if these people knew it was a trap, they would still get in.

Cultivation is all about opportunities. Opportunities come first. If you don't fight for them, you will only become a stepping stone for others throughout your life.

That's what makes it interesting.

Countless powerful people gathered in the land of Taoism, including elites from various major sects. See if those powerful people would feel distressed when they offered sacrifices.

There are also major sects from all sides, will they be willing to sacrifice their own elites?

Whether in the secular world or the spiritual world, in the end we are still entangled in human nature and sophistication.

Even those powerful beings who cut off love and sex are actually entangled in interests and balance.

It's really possible to be like the Shadow Lord, who robbed the treasure by himself and then completely ignored it.

Thinking of the Shadow Heavenly Lord, Han Muye smiled on his face.

The Shadow Lord, who has been being hunted by the faceless guards, is also here.

He has sensed the location of Shadow Heavenly Lord.

This guy is now frantically snatching all kinds of treasures, attracting elites from all sides to hunt him down.

However, the power escaping from the Shenting's treasury seemed to have a suppressive effect on those faceless secret guards. At this time, the pursuit of the Shadow Lord relaxed a little.

Han Muye looked at the faceless guards who moved much slower, with a hint of aura in his eyes.

The God-Emperor wears a sword, and there are really people who want to use this sword.

Moreover, looking at it now, someone has quietly controlled this sword with a trace of power, but Shadow Heavenly Lord has not been aware of it until now.

If things develop like this, he might wait for the sword to bite back and kill him directly, and he still doesn't know what's going on.

"boom--"

There is a spiritual light shining in the void.

The treasures thrown by Han Muye finally attracted the attention of the strong man.

Many major cultivators above the Transformation God flew over.

Han Muye moved and disappeared directly.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of a pile of rocks.

Zhao Zhenghe, who was leaning on the pile of rocks and panting, froze and turned his head.

The moment he saw Han Muye, indescribable emotions burst out from his eyes.

Excited?

anger?

Lost?

surprise?



"Long time no see." Han Muye said calmly.

"You, you -" The color on Zhao Zhenghe's face changed, and finally turned into a bitter smile, and he sighed: "I have been harmed by you..."

This sigh was really full of endless sadness.

From the moment he obtained the God-Emperor's sword, he was hunted down by the faceless secret guards, and then intercepted and killed by elite elites from all sides.

Forty years.

A whole forty years.

If it weren't for the anger he felt in his heart, Shadow Heavenly Lord would have thrown away the God Emperor's sword long ago.

But after all, he is a great monk who has cultivated to the level of Tianzun, so there is no way he can do such things.

What's more, the God Emperor wields a sword, so he still can't bear to give up this opportunity.

"Senior, I have been controlling the God-Emperor's Sword for decades, but I wonder if I can gain anything from it?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he glanced at Zhao Zhenghe, who was looking quite haggard.

"Think about it, if I get another part of the God Emperor's sword this time, my senior will be able to rule the world and become invincible."

Invincible?

***Invincible.

Zhao Zhenghe was cursing fiercely in his heart.

This broken sword did not bring him any benefit, but it attracted endless pursuit.

This thing is simply a scam.

Thinking of tricking people, the expression on Zhao Zhenghe's face turned cold and stern.

"who are you?"

"Why do you want to trick me like this?"

There was a faint spiritual energy in him that combined with the power of the Great Dao. As long as Han Muye answered incorrectly, he would take action.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to gather too much strength, so as not to attract other practitioners.

It is miserable for a powerful and powerful person to behave like this.

Han Mu's ambition was funny, but he just said calmly: "Senior, you may have heard of my name, Han Muye."

Han Muye?

Zhao Zhenghe raised his eyebrows.

Tian Xuan and Han Xiang, ninth on the Heavenly Ranking.

Although he himself is a Heavenly Lord, he has been hunted down all the time and has not taken any action with all his strength. In this battleground, he can only rank twenty-sixth.

After all, only the power of a saint can be exerted here. Even if he is a deity, he cannot be much stronger than others.

Shrinking his neck slightly, Zhao Zhenghe's aura became more restrained.

He didn't expect that the guy who plotted against him turned out to be Prime Minister Tianxuan Han, a guy who was even more hidden than himself, but even more famous.

"No wonder." Zhao Zhenghe seemed to have figured it out immediately and gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out to be you."

"I'm afraid this broken sword and those treasures in the treasure house were all used by you for layout, right?"

The person in front of me was Prime Minister Tianxuan Han. He could connect everything and figured it out in one go.

This is a strong man who uses various treasures to attract the world of Immortal Origin, allowing major forces to enter the land of Taoist struggle.

As a result, the situation in the land of Taoism becomes even more chaotic.

And this guy actually hid himself and hasn't been seen for decades.

He is such a scary guy for being so forbearing and manipulating behind his back.

Looking at Han Muye again, Zhao Zhenghe had a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"What did the senior say?" Han Muye chuckled and said, "Whether it is the treasure house of the Divine Court or the sword of the God Emperor in the hands of the senior, they are real treasures that are hard to find in the world."

"Aren't these treasures opportunities and worth fighting for?"

This is not true.

Whether it's the God Emperor's sword in his hand or those treasures, every one of them is a treasure that makes people want to stop.

This is even more terrifying!

Zhao Zhenghe unconsciously took a step back.

The guy in front of me not only laid out the plan, but also brought out so many treasures.

What kind of wealth does this require, and what kind of character does it require?

If it were me, if I took out a treasure at random, I would probably feel heartache for a long time, right?

Taking out all these treasures just to make the powerful and elites from all sides take the bait is something that I absolutely cannot do.

I’m afraid even those big sects in the last three days can’t do it!

This is truly terrifying.

Seeing Zhao Zhenghe's look at him, Han Muye laughed and said in a low voice: "Senior, it's really sad that you haven't thanked me even though you got this great opportunity."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Having said this, he paused and said softly: "Senior, you won't have the God Emperor's sword for so long, and you haven't obtained the God Emperor's inheritance yet, unlock the sword

Is it a secret?"

Zhao Zhenghe froze.

You are here to bury me.

From the time he got the sword, he was chased all the way. He had no time to meditate and practice, so he had no time to study the sword.

I did take the time to investigate, but found nothing in the sword.

Hearing Han Muye's words at this time, Zhao Zhenghe felt his heart sour.

A man won't shed tears easily.

"I heard that the senior has been being hunted, so the junior guessed that the senior has not yet mastered the sword." Han Muye shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the senior has no fixed address and behaves strangely..."

You have no fixed abode and your behavior is strange!

Zhao Zhenghe stared.

Han Muye coughed lightly: "Senior, what I mean is that I can't find senior. Otherwise, I would have told you the secret of this sword."

The secret of the sword...

Zhao Zhenghe warned himself in his heart that if you show courtesy for nothing, there must be fraud in it.

But his palms trembled slightly, but he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

God knows how much I suffered.

"Little Han, Brother Han, tell me." Zhao Zhenghe forced a smile on his face.

"Senior, this sword of the God Emperor is a sword that seals spirits. It can kill and suppress all spiritual things in the world."

"That was how the God-Emperor used this to sweep across the world, unrivaled by anyone."

Han Muye pointed to the broken sword at Zhao Zhenghe's waist: "Senior, you can communicate with it with immortal energy. This sword has no energy, so just use it directly."

What he said was not a lie.

From the records left by Zhou Bangyu, Han Muye had an inkling of the God-Emperor's sword.

In fact, this sword was hidden in the Shenting treasury for a period of time before it was taken away by the God Emperor.

This sword was forged in the immortal world, and the refining methods are also different.

The method of mental refining.

Perhaps this refining method is popular in the fairy world.

However, Han Muye could only guess at what means the sword needed to be refined.

These are probably the techniques passed down by the God Emperor.

Neither did Han Muye himself.

However, he has the formation base of Shenting Treasure House and has the Immortal Pattern.

Zhao Zhenghe's expression changed as he stood in front of Han Muye, but he did not act.

"Senior, don't you have immortality?" Han Muye said.

Zhao Zhenghe's face turned red.

As a Heavenly Lord, he has not collected even a trace of immortal energy, which is really embarrassing.

However, the power that his Heavenly Lord realizes is not in fighting, but mostly in escaping and hiding. His combat power is far inferior to that of those of the great Heavenly Lords.

Every time he snatched the immortal energy, he didn't dare to go.

"Hey, senior, I still have a few strands of immortal energy here." Han Muye raised his hand and flicked a few strands of green energy over.

What a good man who did it to the end.

Zhao Zhenghe caught the immortal energy in surprise, a hint of excitement flashed on his face.

No, this guy is definitely not such a good person.

Zhao Zhenghe stopped the words of thanks he was about to say.

"That's all, I still have a copy of the Immortal Pattern Formation Base here, which allows the seniors to wield the God Emperor's sword directly." Han Muye shook his head and raised his hand to take out the Formation Formation from the Shenting Treasure House that he had collected earlier.

He has thoroughly understood the formation base and the immortal patterns, so it doesn't matter anymore.

"Senior, in the future battles, you must stand on the front line with me, Tianxuan." Han Muye said softly, holding the formation base in his hand.

That's it?

Standing on the front line with Tianxuan, such a small thing?

Zhao Zhenghe nodded and solemnly said: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, if this crisis can be solved, I will definitely work with Tianxuan."

Han Muye raised his hand and threw the formation base into Zhao Zhenghe's hands.

Zhao Zhenghe held the base of the formation, the immortal energy he collected earlier was poured into it, and the broken sword from his waist flew down directly.

"Buzz——"

The broken sword vibrated, and the expression on Zhao Zhenghe's face changed rapidly.

This is a method of simulating heart refining with the help of the formation base and immortal energy, which allows you to temporarily control the sword of the God Emperor.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenghe felt the power of this God Emperor's sword.

In the distance, the faceless guards walking loosely shook their bodies and suddenly dispersed.

In the void, there were several exclamations and several cold snorts.

Zhao Zhenghe raised his head with lingering fear and looked at the smiling Han Muye in front of him.

Faceless guards descended one after another, surrounding Zhao Zhenghe's body.

But this time, all the secret guards were leaning against him, with their swords pointed outward.

"Hmph, someone actually secretly snatched the control power of my secret guard." Taking control of the sword, Zhao Zhenghe noticed everything in an instant.

"Brother Han, I'm going to take a look around."

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Zhao Zhenghe's eyes flashed with light.

After being hunted for so long, it's time for him to fight back!

"Senior, please excuse me." Han Muye said with a smile.

"By the way, senior, it's better to kill less people. After all, it might be useful during Dao disputes."

Han Muye spoke softly.

Zhao Zhenghe grinned and then flew up.

"I am here, who is going to kill me?"

With a long cry, he flew towards a void.

"boom--"

The faceless secret guards followed and swung their long swords down directly.

In the void, there were messy lights and shadows flashing, and miserable screams could be heard.

Han Muye smiled and shook his head, then moved and left here.

After all, Zhao Zhenghe is the Heavenly Lord. Without the pursuit of the faceless secret guards, instead of becoming his support, he can sweep across the three thousand miles alone.

Even several powerful men at the top of the Heavenly Ranking did not dare to face him directly.

What's more, the faceless secret guards are so powerful, they are really overbearing and unreasonable.

But all spiritual things can be restrained.

The void crackled and roared into one.

The strong men who originally pursued Zhao Zhenghe were all hunted down.

Zhao Zhenghe also listened to Han Muye's words and did not kill him. The sword of the dark guard could damage the souls of these guys without the need for him to take action.

As for the person who secretly snatched the sword of his God Emperor, his soul was shaken at this moment, and his identity had been exposed.

Zhao Zhenghe was not in a hurry. He deliberately displayed the power of his sword and secret guards to make the other party fearful.

I have been hunted and plotted for so long, so of course I want to come back with revenge.

For a time, the place where the treasure house of three thousand miles was opened was completely in chaos.

Han Muye flew across thousands of miles and landed on a meteorite.

At this time, several figures intertwined on the meteorite.

Huang Zhihu, holding two swords, pursed his lips and the sword light shone.

Opposite her, a green-robed Taoist man's robe had several torn marks, and the whisk in his hand was broken.

It's just that this Taoist's cultivation level is obviously very high, he is already in the semi-saint realm, his vision and movements are extremely fast, so he can move around without getting hurt.

Around the battle group, there were seven or eight Taoists who stood upright and looked solemn and alert.

As for the other side, Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan, and Yun Duan stood on the bluestone.

When Han Muye flew over, Huang Laoliu turned his head.

"Haha, brother." Huang Laoliu laughed loudly and raised his hand.

The battle group in front dispersed instantly, and Huang Zhihu's figure was pulled back by invisible ropes, landing next to Huang Laoliu.

Huang Zhihu raised his head and put away his swords.

"Father."

Yun Duan on the side shouted in surprise: "Prime Minister Han!"

The expressions of the green-robed Taoists across the street changed drastically.

They were uneasy after fighting Huang Zhihu before.

Huang Laoliu, a major cultivator of the magic way, was standing aside. How could they really fight Huang Zhihu to the death?

Fortunately now, another one has arrived.

Ninth on the Heavenly List, Prime Minister Tianxuan Han.

Several people looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and they stepped back slowly.

Huang Laoliu turned his head, raised his hand and flew over with a few spiritual lights.

"This great sage said that I would practice with my Zhihu for a while and take these things."

The few people over there took the treasure, hurriedly bowed and saluted, then slowly backed away, walked a hundred feet away, and flew away.

Only then did Han Muye smile and say: "Sixth brother, I can leave Zhihu girl in your hands."

His words made Huang Zhihu's eyes turn red.

A look of excitement flashed across Huang Laoliu's face, he nodded and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work, brother, I, as a father, have not done as much as you, my foster father."

Han Muye also expressed emotion on his face, shook his head and said, "As long as Brother Six doesn't think I didn't teach Zhihu well."

Huang Laoliu said quickly: "How could that happen?"

He grinned and said, "This girl is better than me in everything."

After a pause, he frowned: "It just lacks a bit of masculinity. Look, I changed my clothes and wore this black armor, I look more dignified."

Han Muye's face froze.

Yun Dan and Huang Zhihu turned their faces away.


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