"Prime Minister Han, are you saying that we need to attack with all our strength to break through the defensive formation of the performance platform?" An old man wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe and a purple golden light on his head raised his hands, looked at Han Muye, and asked.
Others also looked at Han Muye curiously.
Breaking through the defensive formation of the performance platform is not an easy task.
The defensive power of the performance platform is second only to the Shenting Imperial City Hall.
In order to break through the imperial city's defense, more than a dozen ancient powerful men joined forces and succeeded.
Nowadays, those ancient great powers have ascended to the immortal world. Even if the endless Tianzun exists no less than those people, is there more than just one?
Even if the others were put together, they would never be able to match the tyranny of those powerful ones.
The power of pure power cannot be qualitatively changed by superposition.
Huang Laoliu narrowed his eyes and took a flying step forward.
Behind him, a phantom of ten thousand feet appeared, a demonic dragon in black armor, and demonic intent rising into the sky.
Outside the dragon's entanglement, a black picture scroll floated and slowly unfolded, with a golden aura shining on it.
The Great Sage Who Treads the Sky, The Map of the Most Treasured Sheji.
The power in Huang Laoliu exploded directly, the void shook within thousands of miles, and all the meteorites buzzed.
The stones scattered in the void vibrated and turned into vortexes, converging towards the center.
The Sajitu seems to cover the sky and suck the endless void directly into it.
The power of this great sage is so terrifyingly powerful!
No matter it was the powerful people from all sides in the Heaven Realm or the powerful masters who came out of the dam, their expressions changed at this time.
Those strong men from the Ancient Cloud Galaxy are actually better.
When Huang Laoliu was in the Guyun Galaxy, he already had a good reputation. Under the throne of the Ancestral Demon Tianzun, he went rampant in all directions and killed continuously.
Huang Laoliu gave a long laugh, and the map of the country turned into a long sword like mountains. He raised his hand to guide it and slashed forward with the sword.
This sword seemed to overturn the heaven and earth, pressing down directly, causing the void to roar and explode. The void could be squeezed, twisted, and broken to the naked eye.
With such a blow, even a star would instantly shatter into dust.
"Bang——"
A suspended ten-foot cloud platform collapsed.
Then came the second one and the third one.
In the illusory space, hundreds of cloud platforms collapsed and turned into dust and mist.
Huang Laoliu's eyes shone brightly, and he slowly raised his hand to take back the map of the country.
With this strike, he could shatter 375 magic performance platforms.
But that’s it.
In front of Chen Muyuan, there are countless such ten-foot-long battle platforms.
The Sheji Diagram was retracted, and Huang Laoliu moved and landed behind Han Muye.
No one spoke at this time, they were all staring at the billowing clouds and smoke in front of Shen Muyuan.
Those battle platforms that were chopped into pieces began to recover visibly to the naked eye.
"This is the power of the defensive formation of the performance platform." Gao Xiaoxuan, who was holding the Shanhe pen in his hand, looked calmly and read aloud.
He didn't take action, but he was no stranger to the power of Yanfa Tai.
Once upon a time, he also broke into the performance stage and left his name on it.
"The performance platform will absorb all attack power, so theoretically, as long as one blow cannot directly break the formation, it will never be broken again."
If the performance platform absorbs the force of a blow, then all the forces behind it will be superimposed, and its defensive power will become stronger and stronger.
If the first blow didn't break it, it would be even more impossible to break it later.
Gao Xiaoxuan's words made the strong men around him shake their heads.
Almost all the top experts in the world have gathered here.
But few people dare to say that their combat power is stronger than Huang Laoliu's blow.
As for joining forces, it's even more impossible.
People here have different ideas and come from different forces. How can they join forces?
"If I want to penetrate the defense of the performance platform with one blow, I can't do it." Jia Wu spoke softly next to Han Muye.
The endless deity thinks he is unable to defeat the performance stage!
Although they knew that the result was bound to be like this, many people felt relieved when they heard the endless Tianzun admit it personally.
It turns out that the Endless Heavenly Lord is not as strong as imagined!
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he nodded.
The originally bland aura on Jia Wu's body suddenly rose, and at this moment, an unspeakable power was aroused in the void.
Everyone just felt difficulty breathing, as if their bodies were being restrained.
It was as if at this moment, I was drowning in the bottom of the abyss!
The power of resentment of the Endless Heavenly Lord!
Many people turned their heads and looked at Jia Wu in horror.
Although Wutian Tianzun said that he was unable to break the performance platform, he gathered his strength and was clearly ready to give it a try.
This shows that his combat power is so strong that he is still breaking the confidence of the defense of the performance platform!
Can the power of one person be compared to the combined efforts of several ancient powers or even ten?
so horrible!
"Should I try it, or should you suggest a better way?"
Jia Wu turned to look at Han Muye, with a smile on his face: "I know you will never do anything without a back-up."
Jia Wu and Han Muye met on Broken Star Island. They drank and chatted together and lived an ordinary life.
This kind of unrestrained carefreeness, on the contrary, shows the true temperament.
"Senior understands me." Han Muye chuckled and pointed forward.
"There are two ways to penetrate the performance platform."
"The first method is to use an extremely powerful blow to break through the defense of the performance platform. Although the performance platform will be somewhat damaged, it can still be recovered."
"The second option is to get on the stage and fight the illusory puppet on the stage."
Han Muye looked around and said softly: "Just like when he ascended to the great power, he defeated the illusory puppet and obtained the qualification to ascend to the fairy world on the ascension platform."
The so-called breaking through the performance stage turns out to be to defeat the puppet on the performance stage and obtain the qualification for ascension!
Han Muye said one word, and the eyes of all the practicing masters around him shone brightly, with excitement on their faces.
It turns out that this is the way to penetrate the performance platform!
Do you have such qualifications?
For a time, countless people were excited and gearing up, wishing they could fly to the stage and fight against the illusory puppet.
"Everyone, although there is no danger of life on the performance stage, it can still be damaged, and it has not been opened for countless millions of years. No one knows whether there will be any changes on it."
Han Muye's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "If you want to perform on the stage, you must be cautious and act according to your ability."
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Almost everyone's eyes showed enthusiasm.
Han Muye looked around and said softly: "Everyone, take care."
Haha, just waiting for your words!
All the powerful men held their hands and then flew towards the illusory platform in front of them.
When a person falls on it, he can see a shadow solidifying in front of him.
"boom--"
Someone had already taken action, but the shadow was unable to block the blow and was blown away.
Then the figure of the master on it turned into a stream of light and entered the second fighting platform.
In just ten breaths, someone has already broken through ten high platforms.
"Hey, that's interesting!" Someone on the high platform in front whispered.
The action of the puppet in front of him actually had the shadow of its previous action.
This performance stage is clearly a replica of myself!
"The performance stage is for practicing all kinds of magic in the world. The more high stages you pass, the stronger the puppets you face will be."
"Moreover, the techniques performed by these puppets will also draw on their own methods, as if they are fighting another self."
Gao Xiaoxuan looked at the countless battle platforms with shining auras in front of him, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
"Sometimes, the hardest thing to defeat is yourself."
The hardest thing to defeat is yourself!
There was a strange look on Jia Wu's face, and he stared at the battle platform in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
"It's interesting." Huang Laoliu grinned, and then said happily: "My girl has to do this. Her cultivation foundation is not solid enough. It would be good if she could summarize it."
In the ancient times of the Divine Court, those who were qualified to stand on the stage of acting were all powerful and powerful people in the world.
But not everyone is qualified to be invited to perform on the stage.
For practitioners, this is an opportunity in itself.
"By breaking through the Dharma Stage, will you be qualified to ascend to the Immortal Stage?" Jia Wu suddenly turned around and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye didn't say anything, but Gao Xiaoxuan on the side said: "In ancient times, this was indeed the case. The powerful men at that time needed to penetrate on the magic stage."
"Later, there were fewer and fewer strong people in the spiritual world who could break through the performance platform, so we had to lower the standards for ascending to the immortal world."
"In the end, as long as you pass through a hundred performance stages in a row, you will be able to ascend to the fairy world."
Wearing hundreds of seats in a row?
That, it seems, is not easy either.
Ahead, the fastest ones have penetrated more than twenty performance platforms.
But their speed has slowed down.
"boom--"
The figure of a saint-level Taoist was hit by an illusory puppet, flew out, and landed outside the performance stage with a pale face.
His expression was gloomy, and he was about to rush forward again, but a mouthful of blood spurted out. He felt as if he had collapsed, and fell limply on the meteorite.
"After falling from the performance stage, you need to practice for at least one day before you can get back up, practice meditation, and sum up yourself." Gao Xiaoxuan looked at the practitioner and spoke loudly.
The other person raised his eyes and nodded with gratitude on his face.
Jia Wu frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Boy, judging from the power of this large array, I'm afraid it won't be enough to penetrate a hundred performance platforms, right?"
Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean that the world's number one strong man can't do it.
It can't be that simple to break through the performance platform.
"This formation is now running on its own. To break through it, I'm afraid we have to travel all the way and defeat all the puppets on the performance stage." Han Muye said softly.
Defeat all the puppets and pass through the performance stage just like the strongest powers back then, and gain the qualification to ascend to immortality!
Jia Wu's eyes shone brightly, with an arrogant look on his face. He laughed, took a step forward, and landed on the performance stage.
"Boy, let's compete to see who can step over first."
Competing over who has stepped on it is not about who has penetrated more.
Wu Tianzun has such confidence in himself and Han Muye!
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he nodded lightly.
"Xiang Han, I'm very curious. Since you only need to pass through the performance stage to have the opportunity to control it and get the chance to become an immortal, why did you summon these powerful people?"
Behind Han Muye, Xu Wei's faint voice sounded.
Shaking the folding fan gently in his hand, Xu Wei looked at the void in front of him: "To show the power of the ninth in the world?"
"In order to make all the forces give up and not fight?"
Xu Wei shook his head and said softly: "I think Prime Minister Han is not such a superficial person."
Han Muye laughed and sat down slowly: "You are right."
Xu Wei looked at him with a chuckle, and then heard Han Muye say: "I am such a superficial person."
Xu Wei, Huang Laoliu and Gao Xiaoxuan all twitched their mouths.
Han Muye looked at the high platform in front of him with a smile.
Although Jia Wu said he would compete, he would not take the stage right now.
As Xu Wei said, he, Han Muye, could not have attracted powerful people from all sides here just to let them watch how he went on stage to break the formation and show his strength, nor was it to intimidate all parties.
What Han Muye wants to do is steal his master.
It has been more than 400,000 years since the collapse of the ancient divine palace.
Over such a long period of time, the time cultivation method has undergone countless changes.
The cultivation methods in the embankment may be more ancient. The cultivation methods, techniques, Taoism, and swordsmanship of other ancient cloud galaxies and places where the ancient gods fell have long been completely different.
Each sect has its own practice characteristics.
What Han Muye is doing now is just like when he practiced Ten Thousand Swords and returned to his sect, he summarizes the strengths of all the families and uses them for his own use.
Sitting on the meteorite, all the battles on the high platform in front of him came into view.
Some people's spells are so powerful that they can shatter the world with every move of their hands and feet. Some people move so fast that their fleeting figures cannot be caught by the naked eye.
Some people have mystical swordsmanship, and when a sword thrusts out, the void vibrates, while some people use humane magic to activate the power of heaven and earth, and follow their words...
On each high platform, those strong men showed amazing methods.
The puppets opposite them possess various spells and methods inherited from ancient times, and they also have the ability to continuously absorb replicas and simulations.
Han Muye sat there, and in his mind, the battles on the high platforms appeared as pictures.
The Taoism of the Yuling Dao Sect, the swordsmanship of the Sword Pavilion, the fighting methods of the ancient puppets, the sword control of the Qingyang Sword Sect...
For one day, Han Muye did not move at all.
On this day, Jia Wu had already stepped directly onto 358 high platforms.
Among the other strong men, there are five who have passed the hundred-seat battle platform. Qi Yu Daozu, Yuling Dao Sect, two Heavenly Masters, and two strong men in the Heavenly Realm have all passed the Hundred Battle Platform.
There are many others in their eighties and nineties.
As for those who have fallen off the high platform, there are more.
At this time, both the defeated practitioners and those still standing on the high platform all looked solemn.
The defeated person is summing up the gains and losses with all his heart, while the master who is still on the battlefield is trying his best to deal with the powerful puppet in front of him.
The further we move forward, the more powerful these puppets become.
This power not only comes from the power of the puppet itself, but also from the increasing number of ways it can display it.
"boom--"
A strong saint-level man holding a spiritual treasure was punched out of the fighting stage by the puppet in front of him, and fell on the meteorite with a pale face.
A look of fear flashed across his face, and he backed away slowly.
The puppet's attack just now almost killed him directly.
"Your spiritual treasure is not refined enough, which hinders your action at the critical moment. Especially if you use fire spells to activate it, you cannot actually use the full power of this sapphire umbrella."
Han Muye, who was sitting upright, suddenly spoke up.
The Taoist holding the Lingbao Jade Umbrella was shocked and turned to look at Han Muye.
"I remember that the senior at Zuoning Taoist Temple had a fire-preventing five-tooth halberd in his hand. He himself is a water vein cultivator. You can talk about it."
After Han Muye finished speaking, he slowly stood up under the horrified gaze of the man.
Around him, all the practitioners who had retreated from the battlefield looked at Han Muye.
What is the combat prowess of Tianxuan Hanxiang, who is ninth in the world, a master of swordsmanship, and appointed as his successor by the God Emperor?
Han Muye took a step forward, unsheathing a long green sword in his hand.
"Canglang——"
The sword light guided him straight into the high platform.
The puppet on the first high platform was destroyed by Han Muye with a sword before it fully manifested itself.
His figure landed on the second high platform, the sword in his hand was still held flat, he took a step forward, and the blade of the sword pierced the puppet that had just appeared.
Taking another step, Han Muye, who appeared on the third high platform, swiped his sword lightly, as if he drew his sword casually, and cut the puppet in front of him into two pieces.
When he appeared on the fourth high platform, it was already the fourth step he had taken.
The sword went with him, and the fourth puppet didn't even have a chance to raise his hand.
The fifth high platform.
The sixth high platform.
The seventh seat.
Block ten.
one hundred!
From the first high platform to the 100th high platform, Han Muye took a total of one hundred steps. The sword in his hand was not only forward but also diagonal, as if he was just moving forward at will.
Take a hundred steps forward and break through a hundred towers!
Is this the true combat power of Prime Minister Tianxuan Han, the ninth in the world?
Outside the high platform, everyone's eyes widened with horror on their faces.
Xu Wei unfolded the folding fan in his hand halfway, but could not put it back, with a look of surprise on his face.