Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The dragon roared silently, and the ground shook for thousands of miles. Du Yuming and the others, who had quietly retreated, vomited blood from their mouths, and their bodies were paralyzed.

The Half-Holy Sword Xiu, who had stabbed a sword from Huang Zhihu's back before, was trembling all over, unable to hold the sword in his hand, and fell directly.

Daoist, who was originally side by side with this sword cultivator, changed his face, turned around and ran away.

But the figure moved, and the whole body suddenly shook, and then slowly turned into a blood mist.

Aura rises.

A semi-sacred cultivator just fell directly!

How many half saints are there in this world?

In the void, there is silence.

Huang Laoliu's cruel methods are terrifying.

Even if he had a good smile before, and he was kind to the four sides to take care of his daughter, after all, he could not hide his identity as a Devil Dao Xiu practitioner.

Demon, in the end is the devil.

Among these people, the only one who was not surprised but delighted was Lu Qingping, who was standing beside Huang Laoliu.

Seeing Huang Lao Liu protecting his own daughter like this, Lu Qingping breathed a sigh of relief.

After killing the half-sage Daoist, Huang Laoliu slowly turned his head and looked at the sword cultivator who had struck a sword, and then at Du Yuming.

"You can choose to say who ordered it."

"You can leave it alone."

Who were these people instructed to come to intercept Tianxuan Feizhou?

The practitioners around were also extremely curious.

Is it the fairy, or is it someone else?

Du Yuming, who was pale, looked at Jianxiu who was pulling out the sword, and fear flashed in his eyes.

That Jianxiu glared at him and slowly closed his eyes.

Just as he closed his eyes, Du Yuming suddenly shouted, "I said, yes—"

After the words were spoken, Jian Xiu, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes and stabbed the sword in his hand!

"Thorn-"

The sword slashed across the void, traversing across it, and cut off Du Yuming's head!

So far, it is not enough, the long sword stirs, a shock in the void, revealing the power of the soul.

Soul is broken.

After stabbing the sword, Jian Xiu just turned around and looked at Huang Lao Liu calmly.

"Okay, you can take action, let me see what a Devil Dao Great Saint can do?"

He raised his hand, and the sword pointed at Huang Lao Liu.

"You can also imprison the soul after killing me and see if I will yield."

Jian Xiu, after all, has a sword bone.

In the words, there is pride.

Such provocation is really seeking death.

The practitioners around him shook their heads.

Now let's see how Huang Laoliu kills him.

But in front of a Devil Dao Great Saint, there is only one death, so it doesn't matter how you seek death.

"Girl, how do you think I should kill him?" Huang Lao Liu turned to look at Huang Zhi Hu and asked.

"Should he be pressed under the magic tower, Wannian Lingchi, or directly collect the soul and pour it into the magic pool?"

"Otherwise, how about immersing him in Devilish Qi and transforming him into a demon?"

Huang Laoliu's voice was full of sternness, which made everyone who heard it feel terrified.

These means are not to die quickly.

Even that Jianxiu felt his heart tremble for a while.

If that's the case, it's better to be killed directly.

Taking a breath, Sword Ray lit up in his hand.

"Dad, you can figure it out." Huang Zhihu looked at Sword Ray and shook his head.

Huang Lao Liu laughed and suddenly raised his hand and waved.

The phantom of the Wanli Demon Dragon dissipated, and the imprisonment of Wanli Space was lifted.

All Devilish Qi turned into a black magic bead, floating above that Jianxiu's head.

"The Great Saint didn't kill you, he just let you live."

Huang Lao Liu said lightly: "With the magic bead of the Great Saint, you can't die if you want to."

"This Great Saint wants you to live until the end of the Dao struggle, and see with your own eyes the destruction of the mighty power that you feel is the sky."

"You don't speak, don't you just think that they are powerful, so strong that no one can beat them?"

When Huang Laoliu said a word, the expression on Jianxiu's face was just one point away.

By the time Huang Lao Liu finished speaking, his face was pale.

Huang Lao Liu laughed and led the Devil Cultivator and Tianxuan Feizhou behind him, and flew away directly, leaving only the sword cultivator with the magic bead on his head.

As for the other people who came with this sword cultivator, they have been swallowed by the dragon and disappeared.

On Tianxuan's flying boat, Yun Duan, who was wearing a robe, stood up and bowed to Huang Lao Liu: "Junior Yun Duan, I have seen senior."

Lu Qingping quietly looked at Huang Lao Liu's expression.

I don't know if the son-in-law I chose, the sixth brother is not satisfied.

Huang Laoliu's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand.

"I don't care about your Xuantian affairs, it's Brother Han's business."

He looked at Huang Zhihu: "Girl, you go to the treasure house of God Court, are there any treasures missing? Tell Dad what you are missing."

The corner of Yun Duan's mouth twitched.

Standing in the back, Gongsun Qingfeng and others also showed envy in their eyes.

It would be great to have such an arrogant father...

Huang Zhihu, who was supporting each other with Lu Qingping, shook his head and said, "Father, even if there is no shortage of treasures, you can't let others have it, right?"

Huang Lao Liu nodded.

"Right."

"But this treasure house of the divine court is the bait that Brother Han took out. Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to catch big fish."

It's no secret that Han Muye has news of the treasure house of the God Court.

Although the treasure house this time was released by the fairy world on the bright side, many people are speculating whether there is any promotion from Han Muye.

Huang Zhihu nodded hurriedly, then looked at Huang Lao Liu: "Father, where is foster father now?"

Han Muye has not returned to Tianxuan for decades, and there is no trace of him in the place where the Taoism is contested.

Fortunately, the three immortal treasures are still there, and the imprint of the soul on them does not disappear, at least it means that Han Muye is not in an accident.

"Brother Han is probably doing something important." Huang Laoliu did not directly answer Huang Zhihu.

He himself doesn't know where Han Muye is.

"Om-"

In the void, there was a sound of tremors.

Tens of thousands of miles away, there seems to be a struggle.

Huang Laoliu turned his head to look at the void, and said coldly, "It's hard for my family to be reunited, these guys just won't stop."

He flew up and stepped out of the flying boat in one step, and the phantom of the magic dragon on his body appeared directly.

The demon dragon only appeared, it had already turned into a thousand zhang, and then smashed into the void and left.

In the eyes of Huang Lao Liu standing in the void, demonic energy rose, and Devilish Qi seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth.

"Is there any use for the shards of the God Emperor's sword?"

"If you don't stop, this Great Saint will bring this piece of shit and melt it directly."

The voice fell, and the roar exploded tens of thousands of miles away, and the roar of the magic dragon resounded.

Then, all the voices and auras and magic lights slowly dissipated.

"Dear, Shadow Heavenly Venerate doesn't even dare to take action in front of the demon dragon. How strong is this Huang Lao Liu?" In the void, there was a divine sense.

"Breaking through the 80,000-mile void, this method is better than the Shadow Heavenly Venerate? Zhao Zhenghe is just better at hiding and escaping, and the rest are normal." Someone chuckled and whispered.

"Ordinary? That's also Tianzun..."

...

In the land of Taoism, the treasure house of the divine court was opened, and all the powerhouses began to gather.

The list of treasures hidden in this treasure house has been circulated before, and many elites in the Xianyuan world come for their own cultivation opportunities.

There are also many God Emperor sabers that Power is concerned about, and it is said that this is also related.

For a time, all the forces in the land of Taoism were affected by the treasure house of the divine court.

At this time, Han Muye was also where the treasure house of the divine court was opened.

Not here, though.

is another place.

"The void is vast, and when the treasure house of the divine court collapsed in the past, it was divided into thousands of parts."

"Thousands of miles around the Profound Sky World, there are three treasure houses of the divine court. To say that this was not deliberately arranged by Power, I would definitely not believe it."

Daoist, who was standing in front of Han Muye, looked at the space in front of him that was covered with messy meteorites and spoke in a low voice.

He was originally with Han Muye's divine beast clone, but this time he stepped into the land of Taoism to send treasures to Han Muye.

Catch the grass whip.

Every time you understand the kendo of time and space, you need a large amount of Spiritual Qi as the foundation.

Han Muye is a body cultivator, spending the best Spirit Stones and various treasures to an unimaginable level.

So, he's out of Spirit Stones.

If outsiders knew that Prime Minister Han, who claims to be rich enough to be worth the last three days, has no Spirit Stones, he would probably drop his jaw.

At that time, so many strong people watched Han Muye collect a treasure house of the divine court.

Many Taoist ancestors also sent people from their own forces into the place of Taoism, just to get the treasures of the gods.

Over the years, many treasures in the Profound Sky World have been sold at high prices, and then exchanged for a lot of resources.

"Perhaps Sword God Yuantian planned it on purpose." Han Muye said lightly, holding the straw whip in his hand.

There are three treasures of the divine court in the void of thousands of miles, and Han Muye also felt that this could not be a normal phenomenon.

Looking up at the rocky void in front of him, Han Muye transformed into Sword Ray directly.

The cyan grass whip followed behind him, and an immortal light swirled around him.

Daoist Daoist turned into a breeze to keep up.

Han Muye can only determine the approximate location of this treasure house of the divine court, which is derived from the original flight trajectory.

At this time, Immortal Qi needs to be activated with the grass whip, and then sensed.

There are still many alien beasts hidden in the rubble. When Han Muye was searching, he came across a nest of alien beasts, several of which were powerful.

Instead of fighting against these alien beasts, he quietly turned around.

At this time, he was covered with Immortal Qi, and he also took the most precious body protection such as the grass whip, just to avoid being noticed.

Covered by Immortal Qi, even those Taoist ancestors and Tianzun who presided over the Taoism struggle could not find Han Muye. This is also the reason why he has been able to practice peacefully over the years.

After Feidun searched for several days, the Immortal Qi around Han Muye suddenly vibrated.

The grass whip on the side also vibrated slightly.

Daoist Daoist appeared, with a happy expression on his face.

"found it."

He flew towards a blue stone wall that was thousands of meters high in front of him.

"Snapped--"

Daoist, who could walk through the earth and rocks invisibly, slammed into the stone wall directly and was in a state of embarrassment.

Instead of being angry, he was happy, lying on the stone wall and looking at it carefully.

"If it wasn't for Immortal Qi's induction, I really wouldn't be able to find such places." Daoist proudly stretched out his hand and rubbed the stone wall.

He has a natural fascination with treasures.

Not for anything else, just like it.

Han Muye stood in front of the stone wall, his eyes narrowed.

The last time he collected the treasure house of the divine court, he broke it open, and many treasures were scattered.

Not this time.

Directly break open the treasure house, and the treasures in it will definitely be discovered.

Reaching out his hand and pressing it on the stone wall, Han Muye's eyes flashed with divine light.

The power of time!

At this moment, his eyes seemed to see through the time, and the stone wall in front of him also slowly transformed from a cyan stone wall of thousands of meters into a great formation exuding endless spiritual patterns.

"Om-"

With a soft sound, Han Muye was shocked and retracted his hand.

Looking at a thousand years, the amount of power required is unimaginable.

Just at that glance, he was completely depleted of Spiritual Qi.

Medicine Pills were suspended in front of him, and he exploded directly, then swallowed Spiritual Qi and the medicinal power.

After a little breath, Han Muye closed his eyes.

In my mind, the big formation that flashed just now slowly stopped.

This is a magnificent formation, which is the foundation of the ancient divine court.

In the face of such a formation, even those ancient Powers could only choose to break through and break through the formation with their transcendent strength.

Because this is a fairy formation.

It is a formation spread from the Immortal World.

Standing in front of the stone wall, Han Muye's body was enveloped by a faint blue Immortal Qi.

Daoist flew down beside him and looked around carefully.

Han Muye is deriving formations, so he can't be disturbed.

Over the years, Han Muye's savvy and talent have already convinced Daoist Daoist.

He felt that following Han Muye, not to mention the joyousness of those days.

The key is whether it is the treasure hunt that really makes him want to stop.

"Immortal pattern." Han Muye opened his eyes with a smile in his eyes.

He has seen fairy patterns.

From the refining process of God Emperor Sabre, I have seen many immortal patterns.

The immortal formation in front of him is also based on immortal patterns.

That's fine.

Sitting at Lotus Position, he began to deduce slowly.

With full-level comprehension, he can deduce the power of this immortal pattern just by looking at it.

Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he raised his hand from time to time, and his fingertips brushed lightly on the stone wall.

One after another pale blue fairy patterns emerged.

At first, in Daoist's view, it was not a fairy pattern at all, but a random doodle, a child doodle.

But gradually, a faint immortal light flashed in these fairy patterns.

Falling on the stone wall, the immortal pattern dissipated directly.

After that, the immortal pattern fell on the stone wall, and it took a long time to fade away, and it was obvious that it was connected with some power on the stone wall, and it was constantly shining and intertwined.

Seven days later, Han Muye's body was interlaced with immortal patterns and turned into a blue robe.

He opened his eyes, his face was indifferent, he slowly got up, and then raised his hand and pressed it on the stone wall.

A faint door of light appeared on the blue stone wall, and then the door of light opened.

"Let's go."

Han Muye stepped inside.

Daoist Daoist rubbed his hands together and quickly followed.

This is the treasure house of the God Court!

Stepping into the door of light, the streamer flies around, as if crossing the endless world.

"The treasure house of the divine court is not in this world, right?" Daoist's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded: "It is close to nothingness, but it is not a place of nothingness. If I guess correctly, it should be in the interlaced space between this world and Immortal World."

Only the power of Immortal World can suppress this world.

Only the power of the Immortal World will allow the treasure house of the divine court to be hidden for countless years, and it is rare for outsiders to find it.

The space shook, and Han Muye and Daoist fell into an empty space.

As far as the eyes can see, there are cyan wooden frames everywhere, and there are aura of aura on the wooden frame, locking the objects on it.

This is the norm in the treasure house of the divine court.

If the formation is broken violently, most of the treasures will be destroyed, and the treasures that are precious enough will be scattered everywhere.

The last time Han Muye found the treasure house of the divine court was like that. The First Stage formation had been broken, and only the formation of the Second Stage small pavilion remained.

Compared with that one, this treasure house of the divine court has a complete formation, and the treasures in it are protected by formation, and they are all intact.

Daoist Daoist was about to drool, and with a movement, he rushed to a wooden frame.

"Jade flowing gold, haha, this thing has long since disappeared from the cultivation world. For such a large piece, at least three thousand top-quality Spirit Stones."

These ancient treasures are completely impossible to measure their value with Spirit Stones below the best.

In fact, even the best Spirit Stones can't really be sold.

For a truly precious treasure, practitioners often exchange things for things.

Of course, more powers of cultivation use these treasures as treasures and use them at critical times.

Daoist Daoist's hand touched the aura outside the jade flowing gold, and his figure was directly ejected.

A dark golden knife light slashed down, rubbing Daoist's fingertips.

"Fuck, I knew it wouldn't be so easy to get treasure..." Daoist muttered, looking up at the long knife.

The golden long knife was held in the palm of a Divine General wearing pale golden armor.

This Divine General has a simple face and a somewhat illusory figure.

"Golden Armored Guard of the Divine Court, I am very curious, why is the Golden Armored Guard guarding the Great Hall of the Divine Court in the treasure house."

Han Muye's eyes lit up and he spoke in a low voice.

Opposite him, Jin Jiawei, who was holding a long sword, had a flash of light on his body, and he flew and slashed towards Han Muye with a knife.

This knife was fast and hastily, with a whistling gust of wind.

Daoist's complexion suddenly changed.

At the moment when the long knife slashed, he sensed the changes in the surrounding space.

The power of formation in this treasure house gathered in an instant and turned into endless power, suppressing Han Muye's body.

The power of the divine court's treasure house formation is infinitely more powerful than the power of a world.

Han Muye's body was suppressed by the formation, and his body trembled, and he seemed to collapse directly.

If he hadn't possessed the power of divine beasts, he would have been crushed into powder by formation at this time.

The long sword was coming, and Han Muye's figure was imprisoned.

Daoist is anxious, but he has no means to help Han Muye.

At this time, I am afraid that it is a Tianzun, and I am unable to rescue!

"Bam—"

It wasn't the light of the sword that shattered Han Muye's body.

It was a cyan wooden whip that struck Divine General's chest.

The grass whip appeared at an unknown time, blocking Han Muye and Divine General before hitting Divine General.

A wooden whip hit, and Divine General's golden armor shattered.

The grass whip strikes again, another blow.

"Bam—"

Divine General took three steps back in a row, his aura fainted.

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

...

In Daoist's eyes, every blow of the wooden whip made Divine General a little weaker.

After ten hits, the grass whip hit the air.

Divine General turned into nothingness, leaving only a long knife and fell to the ground.

Just when Daoist's face showed ecstasy, a blue-grey figure appeared, reaching out and grabbing the grass whip.

"Haha, it turned out to be this treasure."

Wearing a blue-gray robe and a black gauze hat, the thin old man's face was full of joy.

The grass whip kept vibrating, but it couldn't escape his grasp.

In the palm of his hand, a dark golden aura shone and turned into a word "town", which directly sealed the town with the grass whip.

Then, he looked up at Han Muye.

"If you trespass on the treasure house of the divine court, this officer can directly kill you."

His eyes swept over and glanced at Daoist Daoist: "And this treasure-hunting mouse, this official will also send it back to the Imperial Beast Division."

He raised his hand, suppressing Han Muye's formation into a chain, binding his figure.

"Tell me, what about your lord? He even made you run around with a grass whip?"

"Is it Uncle Cao Yi or Du Quan, Hou of Zhenyang?"

"Don't lie, the grass whip was handed over to Uncle Cao Yiguo by this official."

"He said that this treasure is a token for the marriage between the Cao and Du families."

The old man wearing the black gauze squinted his eyes and looked at Han Muye: "This official Shenting Treasure House guards Zhou Bangyu, you should have heard of it."

At this moment, Daoist's face was blank.

Han Muye, who was bound by the chains, slowly raised his head.

"Lord Zhou, the court is dead."