Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

After 300,000 years of guarding, the God Emperor already has nostalgia for this world.

Therefore, he did not want to leave, nor did he want to hand over the world to the Blood War Ancestor.

Looking at the sound of writing and ink in front of him, Han Muye was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, there is no right or wrong in the world.

There are no good or bad people in this world.

The practitioners in the world have stepped on the path of cultivation, and they have overcome all obstacles and thorns all the way, they are all stepping on the dead bones of others.

Which practitioner does not have blood on his hands?

nice guy?

Good people don't live long in the world of practice.

The god emperor who suppressed one world could not be a good person.

The Wood God, the Marquis of Zhenyang, and the Powers from the last three days, none of them were good people.

What about yourself?

Han Muye shook his head.

He is not a good person either.

For the sake of his own cultivation path, for the path of longevity, he no longer knows how many practitioners and how many souls he has killed.

"So, are you going to rebuild the Divine Court by virtue of this Dao struggle?" Han Muye looked at Wen Mosheng.

Some people want to open Shengxiantai, some people want to take advantage of the opening of Shengxiantai, send all those ancient Powers away, and some people want to rebuild the divine court.

Countless people, with countless thoughts.

"Rebuild the court?" Wen Mosheng shook his head.

"If you want to rebuild, I can give you a few tokens of the ancient court, and maybe some old ministers who remember the glory of the year will come forward to follow you."

There are many such veterans.

When Han Muye saw the Divine General and the important ministers of the court like Zhenyang Hou, he still had a little thought in his heart.

But really rebuilding the court of God, I am afraid it is another matter.

This world has not been suppressed by the divine court for countless years. Who else would like to have a shackle hanging above their head?

"I don't have the idea of ​​rebuilding the divine court." Han Muye paused and said softly, "I just want to practice and see the scenery that I have never seen before."

The more you practice, the more you fear life, and the more you want to climb to that lonely peak.

This is also the driving force behind why so many strong people will continue to pursue and make breakthroughs.

Before he knew it, Han Muye already had the thought that a strong man should have.

"Since Wen Xiang doesn't want to rebuild the divine court, what are you asking for?" Han Muye looked at Wen Mo Sheng and asked.

In order to seek revenge for those Powers who destroyed the court of God?

The god emperors of the year couldn't do it, and the god emperors of today couldn't do it either.

"Of course I have what I want." Wen Mo Sheng shook his head and looked at Han Muye.

"Boy, we will do our best in the matter of Taoism. The outcome depends on God's will."

"If those three days of Power sacrifice to the Profound Sky World, all you need to do is protect the people you want to protect and take them away."

"I know that you have a Dao sword, and when you activate it, you can carry thousands of souls and fly into the void."

After Wen Mo finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw a blue jade seal.

"This is my Sect letter, if you have the opportunity to go to Immortal World, help me send it back."

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take it, and saw the words "Murong Zhengyin" under the seal.

The emperor's name was Murong Zheng.

This is his name in the Immortal World Sect.

Now, he is Wen Mo Sheng, Tian Xuan Wen Xiang.

Han Muye raised his head again, but Wen Mosheng was no longer there.

Holding the jade seal tightly, a bright halo appeared in Han Muye's eyes.

With a movement of his body, he passed through space and fell straight to the Profound Sky Imperial City.

In the Great Hall of the imperial city, it can be seen that tens of thousands of senators have made all-out deductions and various calculations. Before the Star light curtain, they have calculated all the directions of the war.

The arrival of Han Muye did not stop the senators who were digging into their plans.

"What are the odds?" Han Muye said in a low voice, standing in front of the light curtain.

"According to the current battle situation, Tianxuan will win." Behind him, Xu Wei's voice sounded.

Xu Wei, the head of the Senate.

He is solely responsible for everything in this Great Hall.

Even at a critical time, he can jump over the cloud satin and issue orders directly.

"The current battle situation." Han Muye's eyes fell on the light curtain in front of him.

In the light curtain, the Tianxuan army had already divided the forces of the fairy spirits, and three blockades had been formed around the fairy spirit star.

If it was just the big army fighting, there would be no suspense in this battle.

The lightning battle launched by Tianxuan made it too late for the army of fairy spirits to assemble, and could not play an effective counterattack.

For more than a year, the 10,000 senators in the Great Hall have been working tirelessly to plan all the changes, and plan the general formation to the extreme.

This is the current situation.

"What are you going to do next?"

Han Muye kept his eyes still and asked.

"Besieged." Xu Wei said directly.

Surround and kill Xianlingxing.

It is not that the army is directly inserted into the fairy star, striving for the greatest shock and deterrence, but the army is fighting steadily and slowly grinding away.

Wear out all the vitality of the fairy world.

A fight like this is nothing short of exciting.

But this is the most effective method in the Taoism struggle.

Taoism is a battle of life and death, regardless of temporary success or failure.

What you want is to kill the opponent completely.

"What countermeasures will the fairy take?" Han Muye said again.

This time Xu Wei did not speak, but raised his hand.

A student in a green robe stood up and bowed to Han Muye.

"Tiger head? You are already a senator?" Han Muye looked at the young man with a hint of honesty between his brows.

Isn't this the boy of Shao Datian and Cuicui's family?

"Reporting to Minister Han, Shao Tianfeng participated in the selection of the Senate officials and joined the Senate Hall by virtue of his own knowledge." Xu Wei said with a light smile.

Han Muye nodded.

Shao Tianfeng, the cloud follows the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger, this name was obtained by Shao Datian looking for a lot of talents.

"Mr. Han, we have calculated seventy-eight times and come up with three possible countermeasures in the fairy world." Shao Tianfeng's voice was loud and firm.

Han Muye turned to look at him.

"The first type is to gather the army, reverse the encirclement, and divide my Profound Sky Army."

"Our army has no advantage in absolute strength. As long as the Xianling army has the heart to fight to the death, it is very likely that the encirclement will be broken."

"To deal with this situation, our army's mobility must be tripled, and the most important thing is that thousands of swordsmen can suppress the opponent's vanguard at any time."

Without the slightest hesitation, Shao Tianfeng explained the presumed battle situation aloud, along with the countermeasures.

Seeing that Han Muye didn't speak, he added: "The second possibility is that the strong man behind the fairy world will take action and kill my general of the Tianxuan army, especially the leader of Zhihu."

Huang Zhihu is in charge of thousands of swordsmen, and he is the number one fighting force of the Profound Sky army.

If the Yellow Fat Tiger were intercepted and killed, I am afraid that the strength of the Profound Sky army would be lost by half.

"The third type is to directly attack the Profound Sky World?" Han Muye said lightly.

"Han Xiang is right." Shao Tianfeng nodded.

"Mr. Han, do you want to send a large army back to Tianxuan?" Xu Wei looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head and said softly, "It's too late."

Too late!

With his words, the expressions of everyone in the Great Hall changed drastically.

"boom--"

In the void, there was a roaring sound.

The great formation over the imperial city was instantly aroused.

"Report, the immortal army has assembled in eight places, attacking from all sides, and the frontline can't close the encirclement."

"Report, the masters of fairy spirits besieged the army of sword cultivators, and there was a large formation to suppress them, and the leader of Huang Zhihu was surrounded."

"Han Xiang, the thirty flying boats of the fairy spirit have hidden their tracks, and they have already rushed to a hundred thousand kilometers away from the Profound Sky World, and the vanguard has already reached beyond the sky!"

A series of emergency reports sounded outside the Great Hall.

Those senators who were still calculating the data in front of them all looked up.

Xu Wei's expression remained the same, his fingers tucked into his sleeves, and he made a quick plan.

"How, is there a chance of winning?" Han Muye turned to look at him and asked softly. Xu Wei's face was sinking like water, and he shook his head gently.

The power of the fairy world itself is several times that of Tian Xuan.

After that, there were three Heavenly Dao gates to support him, and he even had the power to crush Tianxuan.

If it wasn't for Han Muye's blitzkrieg, Tianxuan would have no chance of winning when it was time for the Hundred Years Dao Contest.

At this time, the fairy world reacted, and the three countermeasures were all able to see through the reality of Tian Xuan.

The front-line army is insufficient, the Jianxiu army is tyrannical but needs a backbone commander, and the Profound Sky World is even more empty.

Three-pronged approach, the fairy world is a big world after all, and the means are extremely clever.

However, in an instant, the situation had reversed, and Tian Xuan had changed from a sure-win situation to no chance of winning.

"Yeah, in the world, no matter how careful the planning is, it will ultimately depend on the strength."

"Who is willing to do something like hitting a stone with an egg?"

Han Muye spoke softly and looked forward, with a strong fighting intent in his eyes: "But if you don't touch other people's stones with your eggs, they will reach out and crush your eggs!"

"boom--"

In the void, another roar came out.

The entire sky was directly torn apart by a transverse crack.

The powerhouses in the fairy world are coming, but Tianxuan is extremely empty.

The sky was torn apart, and the entire Profound Sky shook.

"The army of immortals is here to kill the villain Han Muye, and has nothing to do with others." A voice sounded in the void.

Just kill Han Muye!

In the entire Profound Sky World, one Star, in the eyes of their immortal powerhouses, is not as good as a Han Muye.

As long as Han Muye is killed today, the army in front of Tianxuan will inevitably collapse.

It's like killing the Yellow Fat Tiger in front of you.

"Imperial order, the imperial guards will follow me on the expedition, and I must not let outsiders hurt my Tianxuan life-"

Cloud satin's voice sounded.

Above the imperial city, flying boats assembled.

Outside the imperial city, the immortal city-like Yunjin Xianzhou left the Yongding River, which had been moored for nearly a hundred years, and flew straight to the imperial city.

Princess Yunjin in golden armor stood side by side with Yun Duan who also had a long sword in golden armor.

Looking at the palace below, Yun Jin's eyes revealed a trace of complexity.

"If I can come back alive, I wonder if I can dance for you..."

Whispering softly, she turned directly.

Beside him, Yun Duan's lips moved lightly, but in the end there was no words to say.

"Ugh-"

The horn sounded, and the flying boats crashed into the void.

Below, a number of Confucian and Taoist masters in long robes and big sleeves flew into the air.

In the distance, a master of Taoism who sits in Sect rushed to the sky.

Farther away, Donghai Jianxiu, Southern Wilderness Demon, Xijiang, Bai Suzhen, wearing a long moon white dress and holding a cyan long sword in her hand, flew up, with Devilish Qi surrounding her.

At this moment, the Xuantian sky cracked, and countless figures rushed into the sky, fighting to mend the sky.

Below, countless people raised their heads and looked at the dark sky, all praying in a low voice.

The power of faith began to gather.

A phantom of the golden armor Divine General appeared and charged towards the sky.

Han Muye stood on the stone steps in front of the Great Hall, looking out into the void.

"Worry-free, Yuling Daozong, Baiyunguan, are the three major sects."

The fighting intent in Han Muye's eyes condensed.

"Notify the frontline army to encircle Xianlingxing at all costs."

"Three immortal treasures pressed to the front line, and the immortal treasure spear and Xuanyu knife blew themselves up."

"Let Shadow Tianzun and Huang Zhenxiong take action together and smash the fairy star."

"Tell Huang Zhenxiong that Huangzhihu will be fine."

Above the dome of the sky, the sound of fighting resounded, and the pillars of aura of the fallen practitioners intertwined.

Tianxuanxiu practitioners are using their lives to turn their lives into city walls to resist the attack and killing of immortal powerhouses.

In front of these real powerhouses, Tianxuan who has already been transferred away from the powerhouses, no one can stop the pace of these powerhouses.

Fallen life, not even a trace of slowness can be done.

"boom--"

A long arrow shot through the sky, blasting dozens of flying boats directly.

The Yunjin Immortal Boat was shot into two pieces by an arrow and fell from the void.

In the void, streams of light like tornadoes raged, and with one blow, thousands of practitioners of Tianxuan Xiu fell.

At this moment, the ferocity of Taoism was truly displayed in front of the Profound Sky World.

Life and death, at this moment!

The fighting spirit on Han Muye finally erupted, and he stepped out.

No amount of forbearance, no amount of planning, after all, will not be worth the battle of life and death!

What if this battle is death?

With a gesture, Princess Yunjin, who was covered in broken golden armor, was rescued by him from under a long knife.

"Cough, I, I would like to wear a long skirt for you and sing and dance on the fairy boat..."

"I can also put on armor for you and fight fiercely in this sky..."

"Unfortunately, you, you don't want to look at me and listen to my song."

Princess Yunjin, who was bleeding from her mouth, had a desolate expression on her face.

Protected by a group of personal guards, Yun Duan, who broke out of the encirclement, flew over, and saw that Yun Jin did not fall, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head, sadness flashing across her face.

"Qingfeng, fallen."

Gongsun Qingfeng, who has supported her for decades, has always been loyal.

Even if you know that the royal guards died for the emperor's loyalty, how can you not be sad if you have been together for decades?

Han Muye sent a Medicine Pill to Yun Jin's mouth, and then sent her to Yun Duan.

"You, you have to live..."

Princess Yunjin gritted her teeth and spoke in a low voice.

Yun Duan, who was beside her, shuddered and lowered her head.

Han Muye's expression was indifferent, he stepped out and went straight to the sky.

Bai Suzhen, whose white dress was stained with blood, raised her head with a trace of sadness on her face.

The eyes of countless practitioners fell on Han Muye.

The powerful fairy spirits who surrounded and killed Tianxuan slowly turned around.

Tian Xuan is still too shallow.

There are too few people who can preside over the overall situation.

"Dang Wuyou senior, it seems that you are determined to kill me." Han Muye walked slowly forward, looking forward with a calm expression.

Wearing an Azure Taoist robe, Dang Wuyou flew down, and a puppet of the divine court appeared behind him.

Looking at Han Muye, Dang Wuyou said softly, "Han Muye, you are the only genius I have ever seen."

"Whether you practice or are in charge, your talent and character are impeccable."

"Unfortunately, you weren't born at the right time."

Born out of time.

Han Muye looked worried.

There was no joy in besieging him Han Muye on Dang Wuyou's face.

If he was not born at the right time, was he born at the right time when he was worry-free?

Is this matchup what they hoped for in their hearts?

Above the sky, figures appeared one after another.

The powerhouses from the last three days all looked at them with a cold and solemn expression.

In the eyes of these powerhouses, whether it is Han Muye or Dang Wuyou, they are nothing more than clowns who are insignificant, but who stir up the world.

The two stole everything that should have belonged to them.

In today's battle, Han Muye will die.

Tianxuan will definitely lose.

No matter how much planning, it is impossible to turn the tables.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the long sword Sword Ray in his hand shone.

Behind him, the Seventh Stage sword pavilion appeared.

No amount of words would be as sharp as a sword in hand at such a time.

Since the situation has reached today, then a battle will determine life and death!