Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Break through the stage?

What's the meaning?

"Han Xiang, you mean, we need a full blow to break the defense formation of the stage?" An old man wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe and purple golden light cupped hands looked at Han Muye and asked.

Others also looked at Han Muye curiously.

Breaking through the defense formation of the performance platform is not an easy task.

The defense power of the auditorium is second only to the Great Hall of the Imperial City of God.

In order to break through the defense of the imperial city that year, more than a dozen ancient Powers joined forces to succeed.

Now, those ancient Powers have already ascended to the Immortal World, even if the Endless Heavenly Venerate is not inferior to those people, is it not just one?

Even if the others are added together, it is absolutely impossible to match the tyranny of those Powers.

The power of pure power is not a matter of superposition.

Huang Laoliu narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

Behind him, a vast phantom appeared, the black armor of the demon dragon, and the demonic intent rushed into the sky.

Outside the entanglement of the magic dragon, a black picture scroll floated and spread out slowly, with golden aura shining on it.

Stepping into the sky, Great Saint, the map of the supreme treasure.

The power on Huang Laoliu exploded directly, and within ten thousand miles, the void vibrated, and all the meteorites hummed.

The rocks scattered in the void vibrated and turned into vortexes, converging toward the center.

Shejitu seems to cover the sky and suck the endless void directly into it.

The power of this Great Saint who stepped on the sky is already so terrifying!

Whether it is the powerhouses in the upper heaven or the Power masters who came out of the dam, their expressions are changing at this time.

Those powerhouses from Gu Yun Galaxy are better.

When Huang Laoliu was in the ancient cloud galaxy, his reputation was already not small.

Huang Laoliu let out a long laugh, and the map of Sheji was transformed into a long sword like mountains and mountains.

This sword seems to be overturning the sky and the earth, pressing down directly, causing the void to roar and burst, and the naked eye can see that the void is squeezed, twisted, and broken.

Such a blow is a star, and it will shatter like dust in an instant.

"Bam—"

A suspended ten-zhang cloud platform collapsed.

Then followed by the second seat, the third seat.

In the illusory space, hundreds of gimbals collapsed and turned into dust and mist.

Huang Lao Liu's eyes shone brightly, he slowly raised his hand, and took back the map of the tree.

This strike, he can smash 375 performance battle platforms.

But that's it.

In front of Shen Muyuan, there are countless such ten-zhang battle platforms.

The Shejitu was retracted, and Huang Laoliu moved and fell behind Han Muye.

No one spoke at this time, all of them were staring at Shen Muyuan, who was rolling in front of him.

Those shredded battle platforms, visible to the naked eye, began to recover.

"This is the power of the Yanfatai defense formation." Gao Xiaoxuan, who was holding the Shanhe Pen in his hand, looked indifferent and looked at it aloud.

He didn't make a shot, but he was no stranger to the power of the stage.

Once, he also broke through the stage, and left his name on it.

"The stage will absorb all the power of the attack, so theoretically, as long as one blow cannot directly break the formation, it will never be broken again."

The performance table absorbs the power of one blow, and all the power behind it is superimposed, and its defense power will become larger and larger.

The first blow did not break open, and it was even more impossible later.

Gao Xiaoxuan's words caused the surrounding powerhouses to shake their heads one after another.

Almost all the top experts in this world have gathered here.

But few people dare to say that their own combat power is stronger than Huang Lao Liu's blow.

As for joining forces, it is even more impossible.

The people here are all of different minds and from different forces, how could it be possible to join forces with one heart?

"If it is to pierce the defense of the stage with one blow, I can't do it." Beside Han Muye, Jia Wu said softly.

Endless Heavenly Venerate admits that he is powerless to break the stage!

Although they knew that the result was bound to be like this, many people were relieved to hear the Endless Heavenly Venerate himself admit.

It turns out that Endless Heavenly Venerate is not as strong as imagined!

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and nodded.

The originally bland aura of Jia Wu suddenly rose, and at this moment, an unspeakable power in the void was stimulated.

Everyone just felt breathless, as if their bodies were restrained.

It seems that at this moment, I am drowning in the bottom of the abyss!

Endless Heavenly Venerate's resentment power!

Many people turned their heads in horror and looked at Jia Wu.

Although the Endless Heavenly Venerate said that he was unable to break the stage, he gathered his strength and was clearly preparing to give it a try.

This shows that he is so powerful that he is still breaking the confidence in the defense of the performance stage!

Can the power of one person be comparable to that of ancient digital or even ten Powers?

so horrible!

"Do I try, or do you think there is a better way?"

Jia Wu turned to look at Han Muye, with a smile on his face: "I know you will never do things without backing hands."

Jia Wu and Han Muye met on Broken Star Island. At that time, they drank and chatted together and lived an ordinary life.

This kind of unrestrained leisure, but shows the true temperament.

"Senior knows me well." Han Muye chuckled and pointed his finger forward.

"There are two ways to penetrate the stage."

"The first one is to smash through the defense of the performance platform with one blow with absolute power, so that although the performance platform will be destroyed, it can still be charged."

"The second type is to get on the stage and fight against the illusory puppet on the stage."

Han Muye looked around and said softly: "Just like when you ascended to Power, defeat the illusory puppet and get the qualification to ascend to Immortal World on the ascending platform."

The so-called piercing through the performance stage turned out to be to defeat the puppet on the stage and obtain the qualification for ascension!

Han Muye said a word, and all the practitioners around him lit up with excitement on their faces.

It turns out that this is the way to penetrate the stage!

Do you have such qualifications?

For a time, countless people were full of enthusiasm, eager to fly to the stage and fight against the illusory puppet.

"Everyone, although there is no fear of life on the performance stage, it will be damaged, and it has not been opened for countless thousands of years. No one knows whether there will be any changes on it."

Han Muye's expression turned solemn, and said solemnly, "If you want to perform on the stage, you must be cautious and do what you can."

You know, who doesn't know this, and who still listens to these words now, you can say when you can get on the stage.

Almost everyone has eagerness in their eyes.

Han Muye glanced around and said softly, "Everyone, take care."

Haha, just wait for your words!

A group of strong men cupped hands one after another, and then flew towards the illusory high platform ahead.

When a person falls on it, a phantom can be seen solidifying in front of it.

"boom--"

Someone had already shot, and the phantom could not block the blow, and was scattered.

Then the master on it turned into a streamer and entered the second battle platform.

However, in ten breaths, someone has already crossed ten high platforms.

"Hey, it's interesting!" Someone on the high platform in front of him whispered.

The puppet shot in front of him actually had the shadow of his previous shot.

This performance stage is clearly a replica of itself!

"The performance stage exists to practice all kinds of magic and Taoism in the world. The more high stages you cross, the stronger the puppets you face."

"Moreover, the Cultivation Technique performed by these puppets will also learn from their own methods, as if they are fighting against another self."

Gao Xiaoxuan looked at the countless battle platforms in front of him with shining light, and there was a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Sometimes, the hardest thing to conquer is yourself." The hardest thing to conquer is yourself!

Jia Wu had a strange look on his face, staring at the battlefield in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

"It's kind of interesting." Huang Laoliu grinned, and then said happily: "I have to let my girl come, her cultivation foundation is not stable enough, it would be good if she could summarize it."

In the ancient times of the gods, those who were qualified to be on the stage were the powerhouses in the world.

But not everyone is eligible to be invited to the stage.

For practitioners, this is an opportunity in itself.

"By breaking through the performance platform, can you get the qualification to ascend to Sendai?" Jia Wu suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye didn't speak, but Gao Xiaoxuan, who was on the side, said, "In ancient times, it was true. At that time, the powerhouses needed to be penetrated on the stage."

"Later, there were fewer and fewer strong people in the cultivation world who could penetrate the stage, so the standard for ascension to the Immortal World had to be lowered."

"In the end, as long as you pass through a hundred performance platforms in a row, you will be able to soar into the Immortal World."

Wear a hundred seats in a row?

That, it seems, is not easy.

Ahead, the fastest ones have penetrated more than 20 performance platforms.

But their speed has slowed down.

"boom--"

A Saint Realm Daoist was hit by an illusory puppet, flew out, and landed outside the stage with a pale face.

His expression was gloomy, and he was just about to rush up again, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person seemed to be collapsed and fell limply on the meteorite.

"Falling from the performance stage, it takes at least a day of repair before you can get back on, practice meditation, and summarize yourself." Gao Xiaoxuan looked at the practitioner and spoke loudly.

The other party raised his eyes and nodded gratefully on his face.

Jia Wu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Boy, with the power of this great formation, I'm afraid it won't be enough to pierce through 100 performance platforms, right?"

Others can't do it, it doesn't mean that the world's number one powerhouse can't.

Breaking through the stage is impossible.

"This formation is running on its own now. To break through, I'm afraid it has to travel all the way and defeat all the puppets on the stage." Han Muye said softly.

Defeat all the puppets, just like the strongest Powers back then, pass through the stage and get the qualification to ascend to immortals!

Jia Wu's eyes shone with divine light, with a proud look on his face, he laughed, stepped out and landed on the stage.

"Boy, then let's compare and see who steps over first."

More than who has stepped on it, not more than who has penetrated.

Endless Tianzun has such confidence in himself and in Han Muye!

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded lightly.

"Han Xiang, I'm very curious. Since you only need to pass through the performance stage, you can have the opportunity to control and get the chance to ascend to immortals. Then why would you call these strong people?"

Behind Han Muye, Xu Wei's faint voice sounded.

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, Xu Wei looked at the void in front of him: "In order to show the strength of the ninth in the world?"

"In order to make all parties stop fighting?"

Xu Wei shook his head and said softly, "I don't think Han Xiang is such a superficial person."

Han Muye laughed and sat down slowly: "You're right."

Xu Wei looked at him with a chuckle, and then heard Han Muye say, "I'm such a superficial person."

Xu Wei, Huang Laoliu, and Gao Xiaoxuan all twitched the corners of their mouths.

Han Muye looked at the high platform ahead with a smile on his face.

Although Jia Wu said to compare, he will not come to power now.

As Xu Wei said, he, Han Muye, brought the powerhouses from all sides to this place, not just to let them see how he would break through the stage and show his strength, nor to deter all sides.

What Han Muye has to do is to steal teachers.

It has been more than 400,000 years since the collapse of the ancient divine court.

In such a long time, the time practice method has undergone countless changes.

The cultivation methods in the dams may be ancient, and the cultivation methods of other ancient cloud Galaxy and the land where the ancient gods fell are already very different.

Each Sect has its own characteristics of practice.

What Han Muye is doing now is to summarize the strengths of all the families and use them for his own use, just as he practiced ten thousand swords and returned to his ancestors.

Sitting on the meteorite, all the battles on the high platform in front of him came into view.

Some people have a huge amount of magic power, and they have the power to shatter the world when they raise their hands or feet.

Some people have mysterious swordsmanship, a sword stabs out, and the void vibrates. Some people use Taoism to inspire the power of heaven and earth, and words follow the law...

On the high platforms, those powerhouses showed amazing means.

The puppets opposite them possessed various methods of magic and Taoism inherited from ancient times, as well as the ability to continuously absorb and imitate.

Han Muye sat there, and in his mind, the battles on the high platforms appeared as pictures.

The Taoism of Yuling Daozong, the swordsmanship of Jiange, the warfare of ancient puppets, the sword control of Qingyang Jianzong...

For a day, Han Muye didn't move at all.

On this day, Jia Wu has directly stepped on 358 high platforms.

Of the other powerhouses, five have passed a hundred seats, Qi Yu Daozu, two Heavenly Venerates of Yuling Daozong, and two Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouses have all passed a hundred battle stages.

Others, many in the 80-odd and 90-plus seats.

As for those who have fallen from the high stage, that is more.

At this time, both the fallen practitioners and those still standing on the high platform all had solemn expressions on their faces.

The defeated are summing up their gains and losses wholeheartedly, and the masters who are still on the battlefield are doing their best to deal with the powerful puppets in front of them.

The further forward, the stronger these puppets become.

This kind of power not only comes from the power of the puppet itself, but also comes from the more and more means of its mastery and display.

"boom--"

A Saint Realm powerhouse holding a Lingbao was punched out of the stage by the puppet in front of him, and his face paled and landed on the meteorite.

A look of horror flashed across his face, and he slowly stepped back.

The puppet hit him just now and almost killed him.

"Your spiritual treasures are not refined enough, and there are obstacles in making shots at critical times. Especially when you use fire-based magic to activate, you can't actually use all the power of this sapphire umbrella."

Han Muye, who was sitting upright, suddenly made a sound.

The Daoist, who was holding the Lingbao jade umbrella in his hand, was shocked and turned to look at Han Muye.

"I remember that the senior from Zuo Ning Taoist Temple had a five-toothed halberd in his hand, but he himself cultivated water veins. You can talk to each other."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he slowly stood up under the horrified eyes of Daoist.

All around, all the practitioners who had retreated from the battle platform looked towards Han Muye.

The ninth in the world, kendo power, Tianxuan Han Xiang, who was designated by the god emperor as his successor, how is his combat power?

Han Muye stepped out in one step, a cyan long sword unsheathed in his hand.

"Kuraga-"

Sword Ray moved, and went straight to the high platform.

The puppet on the first high platform was not fully manifested before it was smashed by Han Muye's sword.

His figure fell on the second high platform, the sword in his hand was still flat, and he took a step forward, and the sword edge pierced the puppet that had just appeared.

Taking another step, Han Muye's sword edge, which appeared on the third high platform, lightly moved, as if he was drawing a sword at random, and cut the puppet in front of him into two pieces.

When he appeared on the fourth high platform, it was already his fourth step.

The sword went with him, and the fourth puppet didn't even have a chance to raise his hand.

The fifth tower.

The sixth tower.

Seventh seat.

tenth seat.

one hundred!

From the first high platform to the hundredth high platform, Han Muye took a total of 100 steps, and the sword in his hand was slanted except for the front thorn, as if he was just moving forward at will.

Go forward a hundred steps and penetrate a hundred high platforms!

This is Tianxuan Han Xiang, the real combat power of the ninth in the world?

Outside the high platform, everyone's eyes widened, and their faces were full of horror.

The folding fan in Xu Wei's hand unfolded halfway, but he couldn't retract it, with a look of surprise on his face.

"This guy, so strong?"

"No wonder..."