Who can rescue Han Muye before the two of them ascend to the power of the Three Heavenly Gods?
The Heavenly Lord of the Three Heavens, in charge of the Immortal Treasure, is already the most powerful existence in this world.
Excluding those hidden strong men who survived the ancient times, the Heavenly Lord of the Three Heavens is the pinnacle of this world.
Behind Han Muye, besides his uncle Cao Yi and Wen Mo Sheng, who else can resist?
Han Muye's two bodies were three hundred miles apart. In the void were two Heavenly Lords of the Three Heavens. Immortal light began to shine in their hands.
If Han Muye's two bodies merged into one and survived the thunder tribulation, he might be able to barely fend off a powerful Heavenly Master in this battleground.
But now facing the two Heavenly Lords, he could not stop them.
"What a pity. If Han Muye could become a saint instantly, he would be a great master." A Taoist master shook his head and whispered in a low voice.
What practitioners seek most is opportunity.
The land of a wealthy and dharma couple is a matter of chance, and life and death are also a matter of chance.
What's the use of being a genius who can't live to the end?
Han Muye raised his head and looked forward.
Faced with such a powerful interception and killing by the Heavenly Lord, life or death all depends on the sword in his hand.
"Buzz——"
The sword pavilion shook, and long swords flew out one after another, turning into long dragons.
The mythical beast roared, and its blood condensed into blood-colored armor.
In the face of a powerful enemy, we must fight to the death.
"Senior Brother Han, let me do it." At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Han Muye's body.
Han Muye was shocked and turned his head slightly.
Behind him, Gao Xiaoxuan, who was wearing a green robe and with a stern face, was holding a long sword and had a mysterious and unspeakable aura flashing around him.
Behind him, a faint shadow appeared.
Wearing a high crown and robe, a gold belt and jade gui, the face is simple, and the eyes are intertwined.
All the stars in the sky seemed to be gathered by this shadow.
"Wenqu..."
In the void, there was a sound of exclamation.
"He is Wenqu, the first among the officials of the ancient divine court!"
"How is it possible, the sound of writing and ink is the sound of writing and music——"
In the void, countless divine thoughts were chaotic, impacting and shaking the void world.
Those ancient powers and Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle all had excited expressions on their faces.
The sound of literary ink is not literary music!
Then, who is Wen Mo Sheng?
"boom--"
In the void, countless spiritual lights collided and exploded.
It seems that countless powerful people are coming to this world.
The entire land of Taoism shook, and cracks in the void appeared one after another.
The revelation of Gao Xiaoxuan Wenqu's identity brought to an immediate end the powerful men who were hiding behind him!
"Humph, I really don't have any face anymore." A low voice shouted in the void.
Uncle Cao Yi, wearing golden armor, stood in the sky holding a golden spear.
"If you dare to come, my uncle will kill you."
"I didn't kill all of you rebellious people back then. Today, my uncle can kill you again."
Above the golden spear, a dark golden halo appeared, and streaks of cyan fairy light rushed towards the surroundings.
This spear made many people freeze.
Han Muye was very familiar with this spear.
He had touched this spear with his own hands.
Wood God.
This spear was once inserted into the body of the Wood God.
As the powerful man behind Shangtian Santian, Mu Shen should be Cao Yi's enemy, but this spear is now in Cao Yi's hands.
Was it Cao Yi who killed Mu Shen?
Or is Mu Shen collaborating with Cao Yi?
Cao Yi, who was standing in the air, directly shocked all directions, causing the incoming three-day powers to slowly retreat.
"Senior Brother Han once used poetry as a sword, and today I use the sword as poetry." In front of him, Gao Xiaoxuan stepped forward, the sword in his hand exuding endless Confucianism and Taoism.
This awe-inspiring energy penetrates the heaven and earth, runs through the long river of time, and comes from ancient times!
This is the awe-inspiring energy accumulated in the ancient divine court, and it is the power of heaven and earth in the divine court in ancient times.
Wenqu!
The sword and the poem combine to inspire the awe-inspiring energy to penetrate the long river of time. This is the awe-inspiring power of Wenqu, the first official of the ancient divine court!
The sword in Gao Xiaoxuan's hand revealed a golden light, and he thrust the sword into the void.
"Senior Brother Han, is it possible to complete that poem about the scenery of the Northland today?"
Gao Xiaoxuan spoke loudly.
Han Muye nodded and said softly: "Okay."
Hearing his words, Gao Xiaoxuan smiled. The phantom of the tall crown behind him instantly merged with his own, and the long sword activated the aura of aura to turn into a sky-supporting ink pen.
"Northern Landscape."
"Thousands of miles of ice."
"Thousands of miles of snow falling."
…
Countless ice and snow froze the void, even the lightning in the void of heaven and earth was frozen.
The immortal light shining in the hands of the powerful Tianzun who was blocking the front tried his best to protect himself.
At this moment, the entire world was filled with endless awe-inspiring energy.
When the sentence "The country is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes to bend their waists" was heard in the air, the immortal treasure in the hands of the powerful Heavenly Lord suddenly shattered.
The awe-inspiring energy on Gao Xiaoxuan's body has soared to the sky, condensing into a ten thousand-foot-long golden body.
Han Muye looked at the golden body with a serious look on his face.
When this golden body is completely solidified, it will be the time when the ancient power Wenqu returns.
At that time, Gao Xiaoxuan will disappear completely.
Although Gao Xiaoxuan is a Wenqu, Gao Xiaoxuan is not a Wenqu.
Han Muye looked at the figure in front of him and suddenly fell silent.
"Haha, Senior Brother Han, the country is so beautiful, I want to see it too."
"This life is so bright that I don't have much concern in my heart anymore. The only one I'm sorry for is Wuhen. If Dao Zheng can win, let her live freely..."
The long sword in Gao Xiaoxuan's hand thrust out and turned into large characters covering the sky.
Between heaven and earth, golden characters cover the space, and the endless aura of awe completely envelops the power of the Heavenly Lord in front of him.
"Xingdi Tianzun, you still haven't taken action -" Mu Ran Tianzun, who was wrapped in the aura of aura, exclaimed, with fairy light and spiritual energy spurting out from his body, trying his best to resist the encirclement of the aura of aura.
On the other side, the expression of Xingdi Tianzun, the supreme elder of Yuling Dao Sect who was blocking Han Muye's divine beast clone, changed. Finally, he raised a nine-layered cloud dragon in his hand and struck it towards the golden characters transformed by awe-inspiring energy.
"boom--"
The awe-inspiring energy in the void shook, and each of the big characters seemed to be shattered by the impact of the immortal treasure.
Gao Xiaoxuan held a long sword and turned to look at Han Muye.
Without the subsequent poems, the power of the aura's energy is incomplete and unable to suppress Tianzun.
Taking a deep breath, Han Muye said in a low voice: "Let's go, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present."
Let’s look at today!
Gao Xiaoxuan's eyes were bright, the golden body on his body was blooming with endless brilliance, aura of awe was bursting into the sky, and a line of large characters appeared directly in the void.
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"boom--"
Muran Tianzun, who was wrapped in awe-inspiring aura, was directly pressed under the big characters, and the fairy light all over his body collapsed.
Every word is equal to a thousand, every word is ten thousand.
The power of one word can suppress the world.
The awe-inspiring power from the ancient divine court showed a power that made the whole world tremble today.
Xingdi Tianzun, who originally attacked Jinzi, changed his expression drastically, took back the immortal treasure, and became tense all over.
At this moment, the golden characters in front of him were like a vast sky wall, and his body was like an ant.
"boom--"
The golden body on Gao Xiaoxuan suddenly shattered.
A pale golden shadow emerged.
"Looking at the present day, you are right." The figure wearing a robe and a high crown looked at Han Muye with a look of emotion on his face.
"I thought I could protect the Divine Emperor, build the Divine Court again, and bring the aura of awe back to heaven and earth."
"Looking at it now, I was wrong."
Turning his head, Xuying's eyes fell on Gao Xiaoxuan, with a smile on his face.
"Back then, I also dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword, but unfortunately I was entangled in worldly affairs and it all came to nothing."
"You are right, the world is prosperous, you should go and see it."
"Go and take a look for me."
As soon as the voice fell, the shadow completely shattered.
The awe-inspiring energy from ancient times, carrying the suppressed power of the Heavenly Lord, reversed time and space and returned to the ancient divine court.
The Haoran Qi came from penetrating the long river of time and returned at this time, with a total of only two hundred breaths.
But everyone seems to have experienced a hundred years.
Two hundred breaths later, a powerful deity was suppressed.
Two hundred breaths later, the soul of an ancient divine court power finally dissipated.
When all the awe-inspiring energy in the void dissipated, the entire void became silent.
Wenqu, the first official of the ancient divine court, left in another way and was reborn.
Now, Gao Xiaoxuan is Gao Xiaoxuan.
In the void, the clone of the divine beast and Han Muye's true body were hundreds of miles apart.
Xingdi Tianzun, who was holding a nine-layered cloud dragon, was intertwined with spiritual light and fairy light, and his eyes were fixed on Han Muye.
At this time, the thunder between heaven and earth has been dyed golden, and the halo of light in the sky seems to turn all the stars into flames.
The nine-layer cloud dragon in Xingdi Tianzun's hand hit Han Muye head-on.
Tianzun takes action!
Thousands of miles of void, directly imprisoned.
Just like the infinite Tianzun took action in the first place, this land with a radius of hundreds of miles is a world independent of the Taoist struggle.
Isolated from the exploration of spiritual thoughts, it forms a world of its own, and outsiders cannot sense any movement in it.
No one can break this world before Xingdi Tianzun falls.
Unless, one blow kills Xingdi Tianzun!
At this time, in this world, there were only two bodies of Han Muye, facing Xingdi Tianzun alone.
"Buzz——"
The nine-layered cloud transformed into nine long jade-white dragons, winding towards Han Muye: "Let me see who else can come to save you."
"Save?" Han Muye's sword glowed with golden aura, and thirty million sword lights gathered together.
"You can't stop me." The incarnation of the divine beast roared, lowering its body to break the confinement space, and the two bodies stood side by side.
The body of the divine beast hit the cloud dragons, and the cloud dragons collapsed.
The nine cloud dragons collapsed, and the cloud waves outside the body of the divine beast gathered and turned into ropes, locking it.
Even the mythical beast Baxia, who could carry a world on his back, was locked and unable to move at this time.
Xingdi Tianzun smiled, and a golden spiritual light in his hand struck forward, blocking the sword light pierced by Han Muye's body.
"boom--"
The sword light collapsed and the aura shone.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you in public?" Looking at Han Muye, Xingdi Tianzun spoke softly.
Without waiting for Han Muye to answer, he already pointed at Han Muye: "Because I want you."
"If a person favored by heaven and earth can take away your body and devour your soul, you will be able to obtain the great luck condensed in this world."
"You know how many thousands of years I have been waiting for this opportunity."
On Xingdi Tianzun's body, a vigorous fairy light shines, turning into a set of cyan fairy armor around him.
On the immortal armor, there are mysterious immortal patterns.
Behind him, an illusory and simple figure emerged.
"You are familiar with Mu Shen, so you should have heard of my name."
"I know." Han Muye nodded and looked at the figure manifested behind Xingdi Tianzun: "Weiyuan Hou Suming, the general guarding the ancient divine court."
"The collapse of the Divine Court and the closure of the Shengxian Terrace are all due to you."
"Everyone thought you died when the town was sealed and ascended to the Immortal Platform. It turns out that you were reincarnated."
Speaking of this, Han Muye said calmly: "I understand why you had to confine the space before taking action."
"If Uncle Cao Yiguo sees you, he will tear you alive."
The ancient divine court collapsed, and Weiyuan Hou Suming, who guarded the divine court, contributed greatly.
As a military prince who trusted the God Emperor, he betrayed the God Emperor and led several powerful forces to besiege the Divine Court.
As Han Muye said, if he knew that Su Ming was still alive, Cao Yi would definitely not let him go.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. After a while, Su Ming will disappear."
"From now on, there will only be you, Han Muye, in the world."
Su Ming smiled, and slashed towards Han Muye with a long golden sword in his hand.
The sword's light was strange. As soon as it came out, it pressed down on Han Muye's body and penetrated his soul.
Just like the secret guard of Shenting, this sword ignores the aura and fairy light and directly hurts the soul!
This is a unique method of the Divine Court, and countless strong men have suffered under the light of this sword that kills divine souls.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face.
Behind him, the nine-story sword tower that had been hidden slowly emerged.
His sword spirit was solidified, and the long sword came out across the sky.
"Nine Yuan Sword Tower!"
Su Ming let out a low cry and widened his eyes.
There is only a Nine-Yuan Sword Tower in the Shangsantian Sword Pavilion in the world. How could Han Muye in front of him have one?
"Buzz——"
The nine-story sword tower merged with Han Muye's soul, the sword light shone, and directly collided with Su Ming's long sword.
The golden long knife exploded to pieces in an instant.
The sword of the soul combined with the nine-story sword tower, and the power inspired by it directly shattered the immortal sword of the ancient great power Su Ming.
The direction of the long sword and the sword tower did not change, and they fell from the air.
Su Ming stared at the sword tower, widened his eyes, and whispered in panic: "I know, I know who you are, don't kill me, I know-"
The sword tower fell, passed through Su Ming's illusory body, and directly chopped his soul into pieces.
The nine-story sword tower, the sword of the soul, such tyrannical power, can only be resisted by the strongest in the three days.
Su Ming was reincarnated and rebuilt, giving up the power of the past and unable to resist the sword of the soul.
"Buzz——"
The moment Su Ming fell, the entire confining void collapsed, and all the power crashed towards Han Muye.
Between heaven and earth, lightning shines.
Han Muye raised his head, took a step forward, and the divine beast lowered its body and landed in front of him.
The sword of the soul flashed and fell into the body of the divine beast Baxia. The soul vibrated, causing the two bodies to merge into one instantly.
The strongest physical body in the world, the body of a divine beast, the power of the kendo soul, the kendo understanding of the combination of the power of time and space.
In the void, endless lightning enveloped Han Muye's body.
"boom--"
In the void, there is a sea of thunder.
All the battles between the strong men slowly stopped.
The power of the thunder sea has affected thousands of miles of void around it.
The strong men in the void inside and outside the realm were all staring closely at the sea of thunder.
Among them, a top powerhouse is gestating.
But who is it, Han Muye, or Xingdi Tianzun, the Supreme Elder of the Yuling Dao Sect of the Three Heavens?
When the power of heaven and earth was imprisoned just now, was Han Muye killed?
Facing a powerful person like the Heavenly Lord, can he really survive and cause disaster in the world?
This is the moment everyone has been waiting for.
Waiting for the figure of Nirvana to come out of the sea of thunder.
