No one in the world can surpass him in immersing himself in this boxing technique.
Even the power of this great formation cannot stop it.
The eight phantoms were shattered by the fist shadow without resisting ten breaths.
"This is a self-created technique!"
"Good boxing skills, it looks like it has the power to break the sky!"
In the void, another voice of praise came out.
Around Han Muye, ten figures fell, and then their swords were slashed together.
If you can't stop it with boxing, then don't use boxing. The power of this formation is really terrifying.
"You, Han Muye, are the first person in thousands of years to be able to change this formation to such an extent," Hun Chao whispered.
"boom--"
The shadow of the Sky-breaking Fist collided with those swords.
It's like long dragons, clashing with swords.
The phantoms in the light pillar were turbulent, as if the heaven and earth were collapsing.
Not only was the turmoil changing in this light pillar, but other light pillars also showed golden light, shining like ripples.
This is because the power of Han Muye's beam of light is too strong, and it has already affected other beams of light.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he punched with all his strength.
Every punch hit those swords, causing the shadow in front of him to shatter.
At this time, everyone outside the light curtain was looking at Han Muye, watching him dominate an area with his own strength.
This kind of fighting power is beyond everyone's imagination.
Even the golden bird hiding behind Han Muye was murmuring in shock: "Good guy, so fierce..."
"boom--"
With one punch, all the shadows in front of him were shattered.
Han Muye paused for a moment, then raised his hand.
Behind the back, all the long swords in the sword box gathered together and turned into a ten-foot-long sword.
Although the sword is only ten feet long, the power displayed on this sword is extremely powerful.
As soon as the sword came out, the light beam vibrated again.
"You guy, what kind of sword is this..." The wailing sound of chaos sounded in Han Muye's ears.
Han Muye did not answer.
This sword was transformed by his true spirit, sealed by a hundred divine patterns, and the spirit of the Golden Crow of the Great Sun was used as the weapon spirit.
With this sword, you can kill the immortal.
At this time, this true spirit sword gathered the sword weapons in the sword box, and the ten-foot-long sword was condensed, and its power was extremely strong.
Outsiders can't tell what kind of characteristics this sword has, but those in the Immortal Realm outside the light screen felt trembling all over the moment this sword appeared.
This sword can kill them!
"Treasure?"
"Real weapon?"
Many people had solemn looks in their eyes and whispered softly.
Only the truly strong know that there are real weapons in the world, which are no less valuable than treasures.
The top treasure among real weapons is even more powerful than the ultimate treasure.
"boom--"
Han Muye struck down with his sword, shattering the beam of light in front of him, and then broke through another beam of light in front of him.
Instead of waiting for the power of the formation to sense and bring down the opponent, you take the initiative to challenge yourself!
"Buzz——"
The shattered beam of light on the opposite side blended with his, and the expression of the Taoist standing among them changed with a sword.
The shadow in the light pillar raised its sword and came towards Han Muye.
The moment the phantom rushed forward, twelve phantoms appeared beside Han Muye and drew their swords at the same time.
Han Muye swept the sword in his hand, blocking all the shadows.
The simplest sweep can prevent all shadows from approaching!
The power of such a single blow is extremely powerful!
This is a return to the original nature of swordsmanship, and using it at will is a method that can only be found in the true form of swordsmanship!
"I'm offended!" The Immortal Lord Realm Taoist who shattered the beam of light and fell in front of Han Muye was silent for a moment, shouted loudly, and charged forward with his sword.
Han Muye's sword moved his heart.
"when--"
Han Muye raised his hand and stabbed with his long sword, knocking the Immortal Lord away.
In the distance, another beam of light shattered and merged with Han Muye's beam of light.
In this way, Han Muye not only had to deal with more and more phantoms around him with one man and one sword, but also had to deal with other elites, and even the phantoms of other elites.
"The world's geniuses will never come out with such amazing talent and beauty in hundreds of millions of years." In the void, a figure came out with divine thoughts.
"If he enters the wilderness, can he grow?" A spiritual thought responded.
"Going directly to the Desolate Heaven Realm? It's too difficult. The Desolate Heaven Realm is a gathering place for strong men who have traveled through endless time. If he wants to gain a foothold in the Desolate Heaven Realm, he may have to train in the God Realm for millions of years."
"Not necessarily. If he really wins the title this time, I'm afraid he will have no choice but to go to the Desolate Sky Territory."
There are different opinions coming from the divine thoughts.
The name of the Desolate Heaven Realm is known only to the strong men in the Zhoutian battlefield.
Even in the God Realm, only a few powerful people know of such a place.
There are strong men from all walks of life gathered there, including powerful ones who have traveled through the long river of time.
In a place like this, one only looks at strength and nothing else.
The most important thing is that the master of Huangtian Domain is a being from other universes who controls Changtian Pavilion.
It is said that Changtian Pavilion was left behind by the powerful forces that suppressed this universe in the past. The specific situation has been too long and no one can know it.
The Wild Sky Realm is a hidden world, and you need a special path to enter it.
Even the strong men in the Zhoutian battlefield have no way of stepping into it.
Moreover, because of the fear of that powerful universe, the strong men in the Zhoutian battlefield never set foot in the Desolate Heaven Realm.
In this way, only the top experts among the younger generations will be sent to the Wild Sky Domain to gather resources.
"On the other hand, that Huangzhen Xiong is very suitable for going to the Wild Sky Territory."
"This guy can gather people's hearts."
The divine thoughts in the void are surprisingly unified in their opinions.
"boom--"
Han Muye thrust out his sword, shattering the beam of light and the shadow in front of him.
The sword in his hand exploded with a bang, and then the sword light condensed.
"Wan Jian, return to the clan."
Whispering in his mouth, he thrust his sword forward.
Over countless years, this sword has been perfected to the extreme.
This sword is no longer the ordinary swordsmanship it once was, or even an immortal sword.
True spirit.
In the hands of Han Muye, this style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is already a true spirit swordsmanship.
The sword light turned into a green dragon beast that was rampant in ancient times, roaring and shattering three beams of light in one go.
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It is so strong that no one can stop it, even the great formation of Wutianzhou cannot suppress its swordsmanship.
At this moment, Han Muye used his swordsmanship to justify himself.
Sword Immortal Yunlan is indeed a peerless sword immortal!
With the swordsmanship displayed by Han Muye at this time, even the powerful Immortal Master could not suppress him.
The key is the understanding and talent he showed at this time.
This is absolutely impossible for outsiders to have.
Compared with Han Muye, the other elites in the Pillar of Light have become ordinary people.
Even Huang Zhenxiong, who was fighting five phantoms by himself, was no longer so conspicuous.
"boom--"
The long sword in Han Muye's hand exploded again.
This time, the exploding swords did not converge.
Zhoutian Sword Formation!
After many years, the sword formation that Han Muye cultivated, inherited from Tongtian Immortal Master, and added to his own understanding appeared in front of everyone.
"This seems to be the Zhoutian Sword Formation?" In the God Realm, in front of a light curtain, someone stood up in surprise.
"The Zhoutian Sword Mark, the Zhoutian Sword Formation, the inheritance of the Tongtian Immortal Lord..." Someone whispered softly in front of a light curtain in the fairy world.
"Han Muye is actually the inheritor of Tongtian Immortal Lord!" Someone exclaimed in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace.
The face of the Lord of the Tiangong Palace changed, and there was a coldness in his eyes.
"It just so happens that I originally thought that smashing the monument would arouse suspicion among outsiders."
He snorted coldly and said calmly: "Now, it's time to sit down."
"He is the remnant of Tongtian, who wants to subvert the existence of this calamity."
"boom--"
In the light curtain in front, when Han Muye's sword array was swung, the other light pillars could no longer hold on and exploded.
There was a hint of confusion on the face of the chaotic shadow.
His strength cannot cope with this sword formation.
It's not that the sword formation is better than other sword techniques, but that there are too many changes in the Zhoutian formation this time.
Can't learn.
This week's Heavenly Sword Formation is based on Tongtian Xianzun's swordsmanship, and adds a lot of swordsmanship. It is truly like a star in the sky.
This formation is even more magnificent than the great formation above Wutian Continent.
For countless thousands of years, Han Muye was the first person to operate such a sword formation with the power of one person.
"boom--"
All other light pillars shattered, leaving only one light pillar in the entire Wutian Continent.
There is only one person in this pillar of light.
Han Muye.
Lock in the position of leader of the heyday!
The tens of billions of wealth in Shenyuan Heavenly Palace will be plundered!
In front of countless light screens, everyone had surprise on their faces.
Just watching the misfortune of Shenyuan Tiangong makes me feel comfortable.
"Your swordsmanship is good." A voice sounded.
A figure wearing a green robe and carrying a long sword fell down.
"Who is this?" Outside the light curtain, countless people whispered in confusion.
In front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong, the Palace Master's eyes widened and he looked at the figure carrying the sword in disbelief.
"Zhuyuan Immortal Lord, no, it should be called Zhuyuan True God."
True God.
This is a title given to a powerful person who is also an Immortal Lord, but whose strength far exceeds that of the Immortal Lord.
These powerful men are all on the Zhoutian battlefield.
"Let me see your swordsmanship." The figure in green robe looked at Han Muye, raised his hand and a jade-colored sign appeared.
"If you can fight me with ten swords without being defeated, I will give you this sign."
Seeing that Han Muye didn't recognize this brand, the green-robed figure chuckled and said, "This is the identity card for entering the Wild Sky Realm."
Wild Heaven Realm?
In front of the light curtains in the God Realm, countless people exclaimed, staring at the sign with wide eyes, full of envy in their eyes.
"Desolate Heaven Realm is a place where you, the elite juniors who have not yet fully grown up, can quickly grow in strength."
"It is also the place where Zhou Tian battlefield cultivates the elites of the younger generations."
"There is still a place where strong people gather in the long river of time."
Every time the figure in green robe said something, the look of envy on the faces of those powerful men in front of the light curtain in the fairy world became stronger.
"You just need to know that with this brand, it will be easy for you and your relatives and friends to step into the Immortal Lord, or even surpass the Immortal Lord."
The green-robed figure wanted to say more, but suddenly paused.
His figure was pierced by a sword light.
But in the next moment, his figure reunited on the other side.
"good--"
Before he could finish his words, his body was stabbed to pieces by another sword.
Han Muye’s sword is extremely fast!
At this moment, his mind seemed to be integrated with the sword in his hand.
At this moment, he didn't care how the other party resisted or avoided.
He only has one sword in his hand, and each sword is faster than the other.
Sword after sword thrust out, there is no end.
The power of each sword strike is stronger than the previous one.
The power of each sword is superimposed on the power of the previous sword.
"when--"
After ten sword blows, the green-robed figure finally took action, blocking Han Muye's sword edge with the sword in his hand.
The two swords clashed, but the green-robed figure did not move at all. Han Muye was shocked, and the power of the swordsmanship that had no beginning and no end was also removed.
This was the first time that Han Muye had his sword power broken.
"You are stronger than I thought." The figure in green robe raised his hand and threw the jade token into Han Muye's hand.
"Your talent in swordsmanship is pretty good. I hope you can grow up quickly."
When Han Muye looked up, the figure had dispersed.
As this figure disappeared, the endless light curtain shattered over the entire Wutian Continent.
A pillar of light soared into the sky and enveloped Han Muye.
Then, beams of light with different thicknesses were separated, and they were directed at the other people who could persist to the end and had the most shadows around them.
A total of a hundred light beams shined, reflecting each other.
The beam of light on Han Muye's body was thicker and brighter than anyone else's.
This is the leader of this grand meeting!
When this beam of light landed, countless strong men in front of the light curtain stood up.
In the God Realm, many powerful people have strange expressions on their faces.
"He really got the leader..." A white-bearded old man's eyes flashed brightly, he looked towards the sky in the distance, and whispered to himself: "Then what will Shenyuan Tiangong do?"
What will Shenyuan Tiangong do?
This is what everyone thinks.
The projection of the battlefield above the sky dispersed.
But those strong men in front of the light curtain who were watching the grand meeting were unwilling to leave.
Because they wanted to see if Shenyuan Tiangong really handed over Han Muye to the position of leader.
Will Shenyuan Tiangong really give away that endless wealth?
If Shenyuan Tiangong really gives away so much wealth, then I am afraid that it will not be able to secure its position as the number one sect in the God Realm.
"I'm rich..." Taoist Su Yu, who quietly exchanged his bets in Wutian Continent, whispered excitedly, lowered his head, and left quickly.
With such wealth, he decided not to serve Shenyuan Tiangong anymore.
He bet on Yunlan Sword Immortal's 2,100 divine crystals. Even though the odds were only 1 to 10,000 when he bet, this was still 21 million divine crystals.
For people like him, it can last forever.
Why stay in Shenyuan Heavenly Palace and let others send you around?
Just as he walked out of the hall, the light curtain over Wutianzhou began to shatter.
One by one, the elites who participated in the grand meeting returned.
However, only seventy of them returned.
Thirty percent will disappear forever.
"Look, Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Muye, the leader of this grand meeting!" Someone shouted, looking at Han Muye who was running quickly ahead.
Han Muye did not wait and went straight into the betting hall.
"Boy, you did it."
"It's really big!"
The golden bird chirped with excitement.
"I never imagined that you could be so cruel." Chaos' figure also appeared in the light curtain of the main hall.
"Aren't you afraid that people from Shenyuan Tiangong will come and kill you?"
Han Muye didn't say anything, but quickly placed the identity card he bet on on the light screen in front of him.
Redeem gambling funds!
Millions of billions of divine crystal wealth!
This is the accumulated wealth of the largest sect in the God Realm over countless thousands of years, plus the remaining wealth of the other three major sects.
If so much wealth is taken away, the entire divine world will collapse.
But Han Muye did not hesitate, and directly stretched out his hand to collect the mountains in the light array into his armor.
Only the storage space in the Great Desolate Armor can hold these 300 billion divine crystals, as well as 100,000 fairy treasures and 10,000 treasures worth 20 trillion.
This is really the entire foundation of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace!
This is more than 80% of the wealth accumulated in this God Realm.
In addition to these wealth, there is also a shining golden ball, like a golden eyeball.
This is the control hub of the entire Wutian Continent and the control core of the great formation.
Standing in front of the empty light curtain, Han Muye took a deep breath and walked out of the hall.
He knew that Shenyuan Tiangong would not let him take these treasures away.
No one dares to let him take away so much wealth.
He didn't even dare to do it himself.
Carrying so much wealth, no matter where he goes, he will be targeted by countless powerful people.
Unless, leave this universe.
Walking out of the main hall, elites from all walks of life were already standing outside the main hall.
Huang Laoliu grinned and stepped forward.
"Your fortune is really the same as before..."
fortune.
From the moment Han Muye stepped into Jiange, it seemed that he could make a fortune wherever he went.
In the sword pavilion, the first pot of gold that Han Muye got was the ten spiritual stones that were collected from the hands of Baijiang Han from the outer sect.
From that time on, Han Muye never lacked spirit stones.
"Brother Six, you have offended Shenyuan Tiangong, what are you going to do?" Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu and whispered: "How about you not return to the God Realm?"
Upon hearing his words, Huang Laoliu laughed.
"Take a look, what is this."
In his palm, he took out a light cyan jade tablet, with golden light shining on it and two runes flashing on it.
The token to go to the wilderness.
I never expected that Huang Laoliu would have such a treasure in his hands.
"Brother Six, are you planning to go to the Wild Sky Territory?" Han Muye said.
"I won't go." Huang Laoliu shook his head and whispered: "But you have to go."
"Shenyuan Tiangong will not let you go."
"I will help you look after your inheritance. If you really can't handle it, I will go directly to the Desolate Heaven Territory."
Huang Laoliu looked solemn.
How many times had he left, leaving everything to Han Muye to take care of.
This time, it was his turn to look after Han Muye.
"My master, the sect has sent a message behind me, and they will protect me with all their strength." Huang Laoliu grinned, "After all, you have wiped out the entire family fortune of Shenyuan Tiangong."
"As long as you don't die and those treasures are not taken back by Shenyuan Tiangong, Shenyuan Tiangong will not dare to offend other major sects in the God Realm."
The most fearful thing in the world for spiritual practice is poverty.
Without the endless wealth and foundation, Shenyuan Heavenly Palace is nothing.
"good."
Han Muye raised his head and looked toward the sky.
Above the sky, pillars of light turned into stairs and fell downwards.
"The rewards for this grand event have begun to be distributed."
"The elites who enter the top 100 will have the opportunity to enter the Shenyuan Tiangong Mu Shen Pond to purify their divinity."
"The top ten strongest people in the Hengsheng Meeting will each receive an additional quota of purified divinity in the Mu Shen Pond, as well as a high-grade immortal treasure."
"The top three will each receive three quotas and a treasure."
"The leader of the Hengsheng Guild, five training places in the Godly Mu Pool, plus three treasure rewards."
Pieces of jade tablets, fairy treasures, treasures flying down.
Han Muye reached out and held the jade token in his hand, seeing that it was a certificate without any markings and could be used by anyone.
Five jade tablets for refining divinity represent the opportunity for achievement of at least three immortals.
Putting away the jade token, he stretched out his hand to catch the three treasures.
A long sword with intertwined divine patterns on it.
This sword has endless boundless energy coming out of it.
If he didn't have tens of thousands of treasures in his hands, he would have taken another look at such swords.
"Buzz——"
The sword intent was poured into the sword, and countless memories poured into Han Muye's mind.
The predecessors’ training methods, swordsmanship methods, and the experience of this sword traveling across the world.
"Abyss-breaking Sword..."
The memory in the sword flashed quickly and then froze on a picture.
The long sword collided with a golden stone tablet.
Stone tablet?
Han Muye reached out and opened the second and third jade boxes in front of him.
A feather fan.
A mottled stone tablet.
Sky monument!
Dominate the Heavenly Monument!
This is the real Heavenly Monument of Baxia, not the illusory Heavenly Monument that I first transformed into Baxia's bloodline and paraded around, and then was blasted to pieces.
In the memory of the bloodline, this Monument of Overlord has existed since the beginning of the prehistoric times.
In this sky monument, there are secrets that all races in the wild want to uncover.
Reach out and hold the monument.
In the jade box, there is only a palm-sized monument that is extremely heavy.
If he hadn't had the body of a dragon and crocodile and the power of a prehistoric overlord, he wouldn't have been able to take out this heavenly monument.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Touching the monument with his fingers, he felt the blood in his body rushing like a river.
This is the induction of blood power!
"Buzz——"
A golden light shield appeared on his body.
Above the light shield, golden light shines, revealing runes.
"That's the Heavenly Monument of Overlord!" Someone shouted in front of the light curtain that had been watching.
"This is a conspiracy!"
"The God Realm has always wanted Baxia's bloodline inheritance. Having a heavenly monument is equivalent to having Baxia's bloodline!"
In front of countless light screens, some people exclaimed and some whispered.
But they could only watch Han Muye in the light curtain holding the heavenly tablet and slowly taking it out.
"Han Muye, it turns out that you are the remaining disciple of Tongtian Immortal Lord!"
"I will take back all your rewards and escort you back to the Heavenly Palace!"
A loud shout rang out.
An old man wearing golden armor descended from the sky and slapped Han Muye on the head.
This palm directly suppressed the power of heaven and earth in Wutianzhou.
A chaotic shadow emerged, but was frozen outside this palm.
Huang Laoliu shouted lowly, raised his hand and punched out.
The golden-armored old man snorted coldly, raised his other hand and waved his sleeve.
Huang Laoliu's fist collided with the old man's sleeve, and his body retreated uncontrollably, hitting the stone wall behind him.
The wall collapsed directly.
At this moment, heaven and earth are imprisoned.
In front of countless people, the powerful man from Shenyuan Tiangong gave an inexplicable reason, and then directly killed Han Muye.
But no one can stop this scene.
Because this old man's strength is really at its peak.
In front of countless light screens, the powerful men from all sides looked solemn, but they could only watch helplessly as the old man took the shot with his palm.
Sure enough, this is the way Shenyuan Tiangong operates.
So domineering.
So what if the entire world of spiritual practice sees it?
This Han Muye couldn't take away any wealth, and becoming the leader of the Hengsheng Meeting would have no effect at all.
It's just a cloud of smoke.
For those who still have any thoughts, this feast is like a dream gone.
Divine Origin Heavenly Palace, or Divine Origin Heavenly Palace.
Still sitting firmly as the largest sect in the God Realm, controlling the wealth and resources in the God Realm.
"Bang——"
The golden palm clapped down and hit Han Muye on the shoulder.
This palm seemed to hit countless people's hearts.
"boom--"
Endless roar.
In everyone's eyes, the golden palm slapped Han Muye on the shoulder, and then hit his black armor.
A faint braying of Kui Niu came out, and there was also an inaudible dragon's roar.
Thunder light enveloped the palm.
Then, Han Muye, who was unharmed, raised his hand.
The Monument of Baxia is held horizontally in his palm.
The sky monument is only one foot long and five inches thick.
Mottled, gray, like a brick.
Han Muye waved his arm.
"Snapped--"
Blue-gray bricks hit the golden-armored old man's cheek.