Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

If Xing Di Tianzun walked out of the sea of ​​​​lei, the Xuan party would fall apart that day.

It was Han Muye who gathered the powerhouses and the army of Gu Yun Galaxy, and it was also his matchmaking that attracted allies from all sides.

With the fall of Han Muye, allies will never be able to work together again.

If Han Muye hadn't fallen, he would have overwhelmed a Celestial Venerable and had a strong Transcend Tribulation, then when he left the Thunder Sea, it would be the time when Tianxuan unified the world for thousands of miles.

With his combat power, he commanded all parties in Tianxuan to fight decisively, and no one could resist.

"Do you think those Powers will give Han Muye a chance to grow?" A Taoist ancestor who witnessed the Taoism turned his head and whispered softly.

Regardless of whether it is Xing Di Tianzun or Han Muye in the thunder sea, is it important to those Powers?

Everyone looked at Lei Hai's turbulence and remained silent.

"boom--"

Lightning flashes, and the situation is ups and downs.

The originally empty void was actually born with the wind.

Whether it is the Daozu Power who witnesses the Dao struggle, or the two powerhouses of Tianxuan and Xianling who are thousands of miles in the sky and the sky, their expressions have changed dramatically.

"The wind is blowing..." A Profound Sky Realm cultivator standing in the void raised his head with a blank expression on his face.

The wind is blowing?

Where is the wind and rain in the void?

Unless, this void is thousands of miles away, and there has never been a big change.

"Ugh-"

As if it were the whispers of heaven and earth, in the void, a long chant sounded.

Only when this sound came, all the creatures trembled.

This is a panic from the bottom of my heart, a kind of fear when the catastrophe that I can't resist comes.

This is the lament of this world!

Those Powers chose to sacrifice directly without waiting for the final result of the battle!

All the creatures in this place of battle, all sacrificed!

Dao Ancestor Power, who witnessed the Dao Contest, all panicked and shivered as he looked at the Dao Contest Land, which was completely wrapped in the aura.

Witnessing it for yourself, it turned out to be to make all these creatures become victims!

Any battle of the Great Dao, any chance that the final winner will get the chance, are all fake!

At this moment, everyone became a spectator, and they could only watch the thousands of miles of void being wrapped in layers of force, and there was no chance to break free.

Uncle Cao Yiguo, who was holding a long spear, had a solemn expression on his face, and his body revealed a sky-high aura.

"Sure enough, I want to sacrifice this world and uncover the town of Shengxiantai."

"In the past, I was able to sacrifice countless lives to seal the town and ascend to the Immortal Terrace. Today, I can also sacrifice countless lives to reveal it."

His blood was congealed, and he raised his hand.

The Tianxuan army formations began to assemble, and the ascending formations of the army formations formed phantoms of ancient alien beasts.

The qi and blood force resisted the turbulent wind in the void, and the roaring sound of qi and blood oscillated over the murmur in the void.

Countless army formations surged with fighting intent, preparing to resist the forces from outside the world to the end.

Tianxuan's side had been prepared for a long time, but the strong man on Xianling's side was already in chaos.

Before, they heard from Tianxuan that Power intended to sacrifice to this world for three days, but when they were really sacrificed, their hearts trembled.

How could he be sacrificed if he was the direct descendant of the last three days, or even the real power of the last three days?

My own people, why didn't you notify them in advance?

"boom--"

Above the sky and the earth, a large formation intertwined with golden light emerged.

The golden light on this great formation was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes at all.

That was the great formation that sealed the town and ascended to Xiantai!

Thousands of years ago, this world was connected to the Immortal World.

Later, the ancient Power took action and sealed the town of Shengxiantai.

The great formation formed by gathering the power of countless living beings, and now, it is necessary to sacrifice this world to break through this formation.

In the last three days, Power sacrificed in this way!

"Om-"

In the void, a mysterious power began to extract the power of the world.

In the entire ten thousand miles of heaven and earth, various invisible forces were gathered and slammed towards the top of the void.

"boom--"

The first to rush into the great formation was the deadly stillness in the thousands of miles of heaven and earth here.

A deadly force that had no spirituality and had accumulated for countless thousands of years was attracted by the great formation and slammed into it.

The gray and dead aura slammed into the golden light formation, and the formation vibrated gently, dissolving all these breaths.

The power of dead silence has no effect on this great formation in the town of Shengxiantai.

"Ugh-"

The voice of chants in the void penetrated the heavens and the earth, and whether it was the Profound Sky army or the powerful immortal spirits, it seemed that their minds were entangled by this voice, and their faces were in pain.

The power of aggregation on the military formations began to loosen slowly, and the phantoms of the beasts became weaker.

One after another divine soul seemed to be extracted, turned into a cloud of blue-gray in the void, and slammed into the great formation in the sky.

This cloud is filled with the souls of countless creatures in this world, even if it is only a trace, it is a giant when gathered together.

"boom--"

The light array in the sky was turbulent, emitting golden streamers that penetrated the cloud, and then melted the entire cloud as if transpiring.

The clouds melted, and there was a wailing in the void of thousands of miles.

This is the power of the soul of countless creatures being directly cut off.

At this moment, all the powerhouses on the side of the fairy world were pale.

The entire heaven and earth are sacrificed, and no one can escape!

Those Powers have no mercy and have no intention of letting go of anyone!

All are ants.

Everyone here, all creatures, are just ants in the eyes of those Powers!

The soul cloud was broken, but the great formation in the sky was obviously dim.

The power of sacrifice can really contaminate the great formation and make it shattered!

"Om-"

In the void, there is a phantom like a giant palm pressing down, it seems to press the whole world into a ball, and then hit the light array on the sky.

As long as you sacrifice all the living beings in this world, you will be able to break into Fengzhen.

The moment the giant palm appeared, the heaven and the earth shook, and all the creatures could not control their own bodies and kept shaking.

This is the horror before life and death!

When this giant palm falls, it is the time when the life of this party is harvested!

Life and death, the line!

"Broken!" Uncle Cao Yiguo shouted in a low voice, his body blood and aura intertwined, immortal light wrapped the spear in his hand, and pierced towards the illusory palm shadow.

"kill--"

Among the Profound Sky army, there were loud voices.

One after another Sword Ray turned into a stream of light, gathered in the void, and became a long sword that supported the sky, and then the sword shadow slashed towards the giant palm of the sky.

At this moment, all the creatures who wanted to earn their lives gathered their own power and slammed into the giant palm that appeared in the sky.

Even if it can't be resisted, everyone is fighting for their lives at this moment.

unwilling.

Who is willing to be sacrificed?

But even if there is a power like Cao Yi in front, it is impossible to stop the illusory giant palm of the sky from pressing down.

The whole world seems to be crumbling.

Sacrifice, as long as blood and soul are good, life and death are not important.

At this moment, there seems to be no chance of survival in the world.

Including, Han Muye in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Wood God, have you seen it?" Han Muye, who was standing above the surging thunder, said softly in the sea of ​​thunder.

In front of him, the immortal light intertwined with straw whips.

At this point, his body and his avatar have become one, and his Cultivation Base has reached the realm of Saint.

He did not step out of the sea of ​​thunder.

Because even with his power at this time, it is impossible to break through the sacrifice of the three days of Power's joint efforts.

"We sacrificed half of the wild world back then. Now, we have to sacrifice another world. I don't know, what else can we sacrifice..." The old voice of the wood god came, and there was a trace of sadness in it. .

Back then, the ancient Powers sacrificed half of the wasteland in order to seal the town and promote Xiantai!

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

He was just guessing what price he had to pay when he sealed the town and promoted Immortal Terrace.

"Wood God, what you said, will prevent sacrifice." Han Muye whispered softly.

Contact with the wood god again, discuss with the spirit of the grass whip, and finally get the wood god's promise.

The wood god also handed the gun thrown by the bloody War Ancestor Power to Uncle Cao Yiguo.

But Han Muye wasn't sure whether the Powers like Mushen would finally change their minds.

After all, for this kind of Power, no amount of creatures are just ants.

In order to save these ants, will the wood god do things that are bad with those Powerful people?

Han Muye stared at the grass whip in front of him.

If the wood god is unwilling to take action, he can only fight once.

A treasure that self-destructs, or a treasure that can show all its power, should be useful, right?

"Boy, if you have a chance to go to Immortal World, remember to come to the Blood War Ancestor to find me." The wood god whispered, showing firmness.

Blood War Ancestor.

The wood god had already decided to go to the Blood War Ancestor.

At this time, the one in the Immortal World who is in charge of the spiritual pool is the Blood War Ancestor.

The Wood God contacted the Blood War Ancestor and promised to bring the strongest in this world to ascend.

Blood War Ancestor needs to be supplemented by the powerhouses in this world.

This is also a deal between Han Muye and the wood god.

Everyone is a bargaining chip, the creatures in this world are, and so are those Powers.

"Om-"

The grass whip in front of Han Muye vibrated, and a cyan immortal light appeared on it.

This is the power of the wood god.

An ancient Power, far beyond the power excitation of Tianzun.

The grass whip turned into a ten-thousand-foot-long branch and slammed into the sky.

"boom--"

The cyan branch slammed into the light formation of the sky, causing the Shengxiantai Sealing Town formation to stop instantly.

The power of the ancient Tongtianmu blocked the operation of this great formation.

"Fellow daoists, let's go."

The voice of the wood god came, and then a huge green tree slammed into the void.

The big tree slammed into the light array, and with the shocking power of the light array, it rushed through the large array but blocked it and rushed into Shengxiantai.

"when--"

Between heaven and earth, there is the sound of golden bells ringing.

Ascension Bell!

Jin Zhongming on the Shengxiantai, smashing the world and breaking the world.

The Ascension Bell, which has been silent for thousands of years, rang, and someone in this world finally stepped on the ascending Sendai and entered the Immortal World!

The wood god was the first to leave!

No one would have imagined that a Power hidden behind him would directly step on ascending Sendai and leave this world.

sacrificed.

"The power of Tongtianmu can also support a hundred breaths. After a hundred breaths, the power of Tongtianmu is exhausted, and Shengxiantai is closed again." Han Muye stepped out of the thunder sea, looked at the sky, and shouted loudly.

On him, the Qi and blood Spiritual Qi and the Yuanshen unite, turning into a thousand-zhang long sword.

If you want to go, go, if you don't go, then fight again.

Han Muye's body is still in the light of thunder, and there are endless wind and thunder surging.

Hundred interest.

Within a hundred breaths, you can use the power of Tongtianmu to leave this world and step up to Xiantai.

The giant palm that had been pressing down on the sky began to disintegrate.

One after another figure rushed towards Shengxiantai.

Since you can leave from Shengxiantai without sacrificing, why bother to sacrifice?

The wood god has already left, what are you waiting for?

"when--"

"when--"

...

In the void, the sound of the Immortal Ascension Bell resounded.

The Powerhouses hidden behind the world, one by one, stepped on the ascending Sendai and left this world directly.

In the past three days, countless figures rushed into the sky.

For countless thousands of years, the town has been sealed and ascended to Xiantai. There are too many strong people in this world who want to go further but cannot.

ten.

hundred ways.

Thousands.

Supreme Power.

Tianzun.

Daozu.

One after another, the Powers, who were covered in aura, rushed to the sky, passed through the light array, and left this world.

"Om-"

The light array in the void began to vibrate.

The Tongtianmu transformed by the grass whip made an overwhelmed "squeak" sound.

Han Muye's eyes twinkled brightly.

"boom--"

Tongtianmu dissipated, and thousands of figures were blocked by the light array above the sky.

The road to heaven is cut off.

Shengxiantai was closed again, and the light array emitted golden light, and all figures who dared to approach had to retreat.

The chance to ascend to immortals is broken?

The figures turned their heads and looked at the land of Taoism below.

With the loss of most of the Taoist ancestors and Tianzun who witnessed the Taoist struggle, the land of Taoism has been unable to suppress its power.

Two illusory figures emerged.

Tianxuan Daozu with a complicated face, and Xianling Daozu with a painful face.

The Taoism struggle ended early, and those who won did not get the chance to become Tianzun, and those who lost did not die.

Taoism, a loneliness.

Looking up, everyone looked at the sky solemnly.

The array of light blocked countless powerhouses, and they showed killing intent and madness at all costs.

The thunder around Han Muye shone, breaking the surrounding void.

The originally loose army formation gathered and waited.

"Sacrifice."

Before the light array, someone shouted loudly.

Others can step on ascending Sendai, others can go to Immortal World, then they have to leave!

Since those Powers can sacrifice this battleground, so can they.

Sacrifice the land of Taoism and break the seal of Shengxiantai.

Before the light array, the auras of those who were blocked were connected together.

The light and shadow turned into a giant palm again, pressing towards the land of Taoism below.

This strike is more ruthless and crazier than the previous Powers.

This strike is completely to kill everyone directly, sacrifice with soul and blood, and smash the big formation above the head.

Those elites who belonged to the last three days looked at this huge palm and roared in panic. Why would these elders of the same family take action against themselves?

"Hey……"

Looking at the giant palm in the sky, Han Muye sighed softly.

"See, this is the human heart." Wen Mosheng, who appeared beside Han Muye at some point, said softly.

people's hearts.

It is the human heart that is really to be destroyed and sacrificed.

Those Powers are asking to leave, and they leave, the crisis in this world should be relieved.

Desires are insatiable.

Watching these Powers leave and be blocked by the powerhouses in front of the light array, who can be reconciled?

At this time, it is the real catastrophe in the land of Taoism!

Madness will destroy everything!

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and put away the grass whip that turned into a rotten stick.

In his hand, a cyan long sword appeared.

"boom--"

A sword slashed, not hitting the giant palm in the sky, but opening the void in front of him.

The void broke open, and countless figures rushed out of it.

Black armor.

Monster Qi.

The endless spirit armored monsters rushed out of the void and slammed into the giant palm of the sky.

Flesh, soul, all power was shattered under the giant palm.

The torrent of the Spirit Armor Monster Race rushed to the sky, brazenly dying.

All the figures collided with the sky, and eventually turned into blood-colored light groups.

was sacrificed.

Willingly be sacrificed.

The sacrifice of the Spirit Armor Monster Race replaced the creatures in the land of Taoism.

Endless blood and Monster Qi surged towards the great formation in the sky.

In front of Han Muye, the old spirit-armored demon clan wearing a black robe turned to Wen Mosheng, and then to Han Muye.

"I did what I promised."

"The sacrifice of the soul and flesh of my Spirit Armor Monster Race is complete. What do you mean by sending us to Immortal World?"

Han Muye looked up and looked at the sky.

The clan elder also raised his head.

"boom--"

The light group that gathered the energy, blood, spirit and soul of the Spirit Armor Monster Clan slammed into Fengzhen, the light array oscillated and slowly dimmed.

"Your chance has come." Han Muye said lightly.

No need for his reminder.

The elder of the Spirit Armor Monster Clan has already flown, and his body has turned into a black turtle monster of 100,000 meters.

"boom--"

The light array was torn open.

The huge body of the black turtle monster slammed into it, breaking the light net.

The silhouettes of the spirit armor monsters merged into a torrent, heading towards Shengxiantai.

The powerhouses who had been knocked away followed in a panic, and outside the Shengxiantai Light Array, it was like a messy vegetable market.

At this moment, these practitioners who rushed to Shengxiantai and rushed to the Immortal World were no different from mediocre mortals.

"How many practitioners like this can pass through the Hualing Pond and step into the Immortal World?" Wen Mo said softly.

"Why, Immortal World is really not as beautiful as imagined."

Han Muye nodded with a smile on his face: "But they are all real practitioners."

"They're looking for the opportunity they're looking for."

This is the practice of practitioners.

Regardless of position, who is not such a practitioner?

Do your best to own a first-line opportunity.

"Yeah, we are all working hard to live." Wen Mosheng turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

"Live well."

He turned around and looked at the sky.

"Cao Yi, you can go too."

Cao Yi's face showed a trace of complexity and nodded.

Wen Mosheng stood with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent.

On the side of the Profound Sky World, Uncle Cao Yi, Zhao Zhenghe, Ancestral Demon Tianzun and the others all flew into the light formation.

Leave this world and go to Immortal World.

This is the path that practitioners seek.

"Om-"

At this moment, the void began to vibrate.

There seems to be a gust of wind whistling in the sky and earth in the distance.

embankment.

collapsed.

The dam that originally blocked the place where the ancient gods fell and the ancient cloud galaxy collapsed!

Countless qi and blood auras shone, converging into a torrent.

The countless creatures that were sealed in the dikes in the ancient times have returned!

"Your Majesty, the Blood War Ancestor has an order to take you back to the Immortal World." Zhenyang Houdu wore gold armor all over his body and held a long spear with a stern expression on his face.

"Blood War Ancestor, yes, I sealed this world and made them unable to control this world. How many materials have been lost." Wen Mosheng laughed.

Marquis Zhenyang pointed the spear at Wen Mo and said lightly, "That's why they want to take you."

"Take you to Immortal World, and I don't need to spend thousands of years in the Spirit Transformation Pond."

"This is my chance."

You don't have to spend thousands of years in the Spirit Transformation Pond, and you don't have to face the dangers that may come.

This is indeed chance.

In the void, there are countless phantoms who want to leave.

Some people look back, some people don't care.

The ancient god emperor?

The ancient gods of war?

Is it important to have stepped ascending Sendai?

Wen Mosheng shook his head and suddenly raised his hand.

In his palm, a broken long sword with a faint immortal light.

God Emperor Sabre!

The sword of the God Emperor, which was in the hands of the Shadow Heavenly Venerate Zhao Zhenghe, had been handed over to Wen Mosheng at some point.

"I used a half sword to protect you back then, and I will still protect you today." Wen Mosheng's voice was firm, with a hint of absoluteness.

"This world is really bright and beautiful..."

From the crumbling dam, half of the sword's edge flew out and merged with the broken sword of Wen Mosheng's hand.

"boom--"

The long sword was restored to its original state.

A vast force spreads around.

Back then, when Heaven Court collapsed, the power in this long sword could protect countless creatures and build dams that cut off the heavens and the earth.

Today, the sword is restored, and it can control the world.

Marquis Zhenyang's face was pale, looking at the shining sword, he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Kid Han, the rest of the mess is up to you."

"I hope you can cultivate well and protect this world well."

Wen Mosheng glanced at Han Muye, nodded towards Gao Xiaoxuan who was standing in the distance, and stepped out, his long sword pointed at Shengxiantai in the sky.

"After the Hundred Breaths, I will seal Shengxiantai again with the Soul Fusion Sabre. If you want to leave, you still have Hundred Breaths time."

The countless practitioners still lingering in the void are at a loss.

Only Hundred Interest Time.

They thought that when Shengxiantai opened, they could step into Immortal World calmly, and they could help the old and the young, and drag their families to Immortal World.

But now, everything is not ready, the emperor said that he would seal the town Shengxiantai?

Zhenyang Hou Du's overall color changed.

He looked at the long sword in Wen Mosheng's hand, pondered for a moment, and flew through the broken light array.

With the God Emperor's sword in hand, he was not sure that he would be able to take down the God Emperor.

Hundred interest.

Enough people who wanted to leave left.

Outside the light array, countless figures disappeared.

"Om-"

In the light array, blood-colored figures appeared one after another, with a tyrannical breath, which seemed to be able to fix the broken light array.

These people have strong Immortal Qi flashes.

"Murong Zheng, die—"

The bloody figure shouted loudly, and a long spear rushed out of the light array.

Wen Mo, who was holding a saber, chuckled softly and said lightly, "The next time you open Shengxiantai, it won't be your Blood War Ancestor, right?"

"Aren't you satisfied with so many materials?"

The sword in his hand turned into starlight, and his own body slowly dissipated.

The starlight scattered, filling the array of light in front of him.

In Han Muye's ears, the voice of Wen Mo's voice sounded: "Boy, this town can last for three thousand years. After three thousand years, the ruler of Immortal Stage will not be the Blood War Ancestor."

"The rest is up to you."

Han Muye nodded and said softly, "Is it worth it?"

"Hehe, cultivation in the world, but seeking understanding of the mind, is it worth it?" Wen Mosheng's voice was already weak.

"Such a bright world, even if passing by, I would like to stop and never leave..."

In the sky, the streamers on the light array are interlaced.

The big formation reappeared, and the bloody figures in the light formation were sealed together.

The Divine Court God Emperor of that year reappeared in such a way and left.

No one knows why he did this.

Only Han Muye knows that if the town of Shengxiantai is not sealed, and the arrival of the blood war Ancestor, half of the creatures in this world will fall.

In the world, there is a kind of love, deep.

Wen Mosheng has been a god emperor for so long, and he already has this kind of self-sacrifice love for this world.

At this moment, the heaven and earth shook and roared, and the Ninth Stage world of Xianyuan World began to collapse.

Without the powerhouse, the Ninth Stage world has no support.

It wasn't until the Ninth Stage collapsed into the Third Stage that it slowly stabilized.

The dam between the land where the ancient gods fell and the ancient cloud galaxy has disappeared, and the boundaries of the two sides have merged.

This expanded the scope of this world nearly tenfold.

Originally, the two worlds inside and outside the dam were hostile, the enemy of life and death.

But at this time, there is no need to fight.

Immortal World powerhouses left, Ninth Stage collapsed, and Guyun Galaxy powerhouses also went to Immortal World. Without the leadership of the powerhouses, who would be bored to death battles?

What's more, when the strong leave, there are countless opportunities left in this side of the world. It's the time to snatch, how can you still have the heart to provoke disputes?

Looking at the chaotic world ahead, light flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

He raised his hand slowly.

Behind him, the army formation of thousands of swordsmen led by Huang Zhihu was fairly complete.

Sword Ray rose again, illuminating the sky.

"Stabilize the fairy world, all those who rebel, kill." Han Muye said lightly.

Huang Zhihu nodded, bowed to cupped fist, and led the army of sword cultivators to the fairy world.

"Hey, I finally understand why you didn't let my Fat Tiger pierce its armor." Huang Lao Liu looked at the Yellow Fat Tiger who led the army away.

"Yes, my father has to follow."

His figure flashed, and he left with the sword repair army.

In the fairy world, there may still be strong people, and there are still big masters.

Han Muye shook his head and chuckled as he watched Huang Laoliu follow him.

This free bodyguard thug is useless.

A Dao struggle eventually led to changes in the whole world. The Power left by the ancient Divine Court era left one after another, and there was not much left of the Taoist ancestors.

Tianxuan Daozu, Qiyang Tianzun and others did not stay in this world either.

For those practitioners who have been wasted for countless years, who is willing to stay if they have the opportunity to leave this world and go to the Immortal World?

Behind Han Muye, Xu Wei in a green robe and Gao Xiaoxuan with a long sword stood there.

"Mr. Han, if nothing happens, I'm going to go boating on the Yongding River, and don't care about the dynasty." Xu Wei said with a chuckle, "Those boat girls are still waiting for me to go."

After a pause, he said lightly, "Mr. Xu, I'm afraid you can't leave yet."

Xu Wei's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "You don't want to be a god emperor, why should I stay here?"

Be a god!

This is what Xu Wei came for.

When he said he was leaving, he was actually asking Han Muye how he was going.

Han Muye shook his head.

"I don't want to be a god emperor, this world still has to be ruled."

Even if the strong people leave the Xianyuan World and the Ninth Stage collapses, it is still the center of this world. There are countless practitioners in the major Sects, and the various resources are not comparable to other realms.

Even if Han Muye doesn't take Xianyuan World, in the end, Xianyuan World will intersect with Tianxuan.

This is the choice of the world.

Don't be a god emperor, but don't care.

Wen Mosheng said before Fengzhen Shengxiantai, this world is handed over to him.

Xu Wei showed a smile, and then said: "Yun Duan, I'm afraid I can't suppress the Quartet."

Yun Duan is the Emperor Tianxuan, Han Muye is not a god emperor, so he can only continue to let Yun Duan rule the world.

Not to mention Yun Duan, the entire Profound Sky has no real power to suppress the entire world.

The world is too big, Xianyuan World, Ancient Cloud Galaxy, and countless creatures from the dam.

In the void, how could it be possible to manage countless realms?

Han Muye raised his hand, and a blue-gray ink pen appeared.

Mountain and River Pen.

Treasure.

"Mr. Bao Xu, you can take charge of it. With this thing, you can almost calm down."

He raised his hand and tossed it, and the Shanhe Pen landed in front of Xu Wei.

Xu Wei reached out to take it and nodded.

With this treasure, he can help stabilize the Tianxuan Dynasty, suppress the Quartet, and even enter the realm of Xianyuan in the future.

"Then I will arrange an army to stabilize the Profound Sky World, and then conquer Xianyuan."

Xu said cupped hands, and walked away in a flash.

After Xu Wei left, Gao Xiaoxuan cupped fist in a low voice: "Senior Brother Han, Wuhen and I will leave Tianxuan and travel the world."

Han Muye looked into the distance, nodded and said, "Xiao Xuan, you can go, remember to come back whenever you want."

Turning to look at Gao Xiaoxuan, he said softly, "Cultivation well, wait for the next time Shengxiantai reopens, let's go to Immortal World together."

Gao Xiaoxuan nodded with a smile, bowed his body, and turned into a golden streamer.

Han Muye watched the streamer escape, frowned, and turned to look in the direction of Xianyuan World.

His figure directly transformed into a ten-zhang Sword Ray and went to Xianyuan World.

At first, Mu Wan went to Xianyuan World with her ancestor for three days. Now Xianyuan World is in chaos. Their Alchemy practitioners have limited combat power, and they are afraid that they will be divided up by other Sects.

Sword Ray strokes the Shattering Void, with endless dazzling streamers like shooting stars.

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