Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

The power of prehistoric times.

That's the power rumored to be heaven-defying.

Only those who really have a great chance can get it and refine it.

On the contrary, it will be backlash.

After hearing this, a dark golden streamer flashed in his eyes, and then he groaned, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"You can't see the future of this guy at all, and every exploration has to pay a huge price."

Ting Ting reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, making a gurgling sound.

Han Muye looked at him curiously and said, "Then what kind of future do you see for me?"

Others also looked up at Ji Ting curiously.

Han Muye, no matter Cultivation Base or Talent, is a first-class figure in the world, a genius born in the world of practice for countless thousands of years. What will the future look like for such a person?

Ji Ting's expression froze, and he shook his head: "You want me to die."

"I can't see through this guy's future at all."

Speaking of this, there was a glint in his eyes, and he raised his head and said softly: "The last thing I couldn't see through the listening family was"

In the eyes of everyone's curiosity, he shook his head again: "It can't be said."

Han Muye somewhat understands why there are so few ethnic groups of the Ting Ting and Baize Lion clan.

Not for the prospect of the future backlash perished.

Half the words, they were beaten to death.

Taking a deep breath, resisting the urge to pull out the sword and choke the guy, Han Muye looked forward: "Where is the Heavenly Monument of the Baxia Clan?"

"This can be said." Di Ting grinned and pointed down: "The bottom layer."

With a move, Han Muye flew up and rushed towards the rocky space below.

Qilin and the others were just about to follow, when Di Ting raised his hand to block: "Everyone, he's going to take the Baxia Heaven Monument, what are we mixing?"

Chen Qingzhi frowned, Qilin beside him nodded and said, "Then where are you going to take us?"

They are all Powerhouses who have lived for countless years, and Chen Qingzhi understood it just after a second thought.

Han Muye's future is different from everyone else.

There are some things you can't say, but you can act.

Han Muye's chance is not something they can participate in.

"Haha, are you interested in exploring the treasures of the great clan back then?"

"I can tell you that the atmosphere here has changed for thousands of years, and it has given birth to extremely powerful creatures, but it is not so easy to deal with."

He listened to the crowd and laughed out loud.

Along the way, everyone has encountered many mutated creatures in the wild.

His mind is relatively low, but his physical body is extremely tyrannical, and his combat power is not bad.

These creatures are actually the remnants of the Manghuang ethnic group. After Manghuang was broken, the power of cultivation collapsed.

Much like the ethnic groups in the dam.

Fortunately, these creatures are stuck in their own territory and have no intention of invading other places.

Along the way, everyone did not kill many such creatures.

Just to enter the wild and old land to search for treasures, I am afraid that you need to meet these creatures.

"Let's go, this is our home." Qilin's eyes lit up, and he took the shape of a huge fire-treading beast as he slammed into the void in front of him.

"Haha, I'm home!" Chen Qing let out a long laugh and turned into a tens of thousands of celestial dragons, screaming in the sky, causing the clouds in the void to vibrate and move with him.

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

"Boy, let's go and take a look at our home." Behind Xiang Lingshuang, the old man in the black leather robe reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then turned into a black-horned rhinoceros.

Xiang Lingshuang nodded, glanced at the direction where Han Muye was flying, and his body swelled rapidly, turning into a huge white giant 8,000 feet tall, roaring under his feet, smashing through the void-filled rocks, and rushing into the wasteland.

A reckless giant beast returned, startling the countless alien beasts living in the void and fleeing in terror.

This piece of heaven and earth, which had been silent for a long time, boiled again.

Han Muye flew into the void in front of him, Yu Jian flew a million miles, but found nothing.

Except for a few tyrannical, but low-intelligence alien beasts to disturb, not even a slightly larger land was seen.

Didn't I listen to say that the Tianbei is here?

After a pause, Han Muye put away Sword Ray.

His eyes swept around, and behind him, a phantom figure of a tyrannical figure appeared.

The phantom is solid, and it is no different from a divine beast.

Baxia's body was transformed into the power of blood, and Han Muye's body could no longer be transformed into Baxia's form.

However, he can use the power of blood to manifest divine beasts, there is no difference.

His body was emptied, merged into the divine beast transformed by the power of blood, and then he dominated the sky and screamed, and the sound of filial piety shook the void of thousands of miles.

Countless blue-gray breaths converged and crashed towards his body.

Ba Xia's huge eyes lit up, and he stepped out on all fours, a step of thousands of meters, smashed the broken Meteorite, and ran forward.

With the traction of the bloodline, Han Muye really discovered the existence of the Tianbei.

This is a mysterious sense of power.

The further forward, the clearer the pull of this force.

It was as if he belonged to his own power and was calling him.

sinking, sinking.

This space is unprecedentedly deep, and it has surpassed Han Muye's cognition of the void world.

Ordinarily, the deepest part of the world should be the endless sea that is everywhere.

"hold head high"

Baxia roared in filial piety, and the sound caused the suspended smoke and dust in the void to vibrate, breaking open an avenue.

All around, in the deep space, a pair of brutal eyes opened, staring at Ba Xia's body, and an oppressive force poured in.

This is the oppression from the power of qi and blood.

A tall figure was squeezed out of the hidden space, with a ferocious face, long fangs, and a faint glow.

The sturdy body is covered with scales, and each piece of Black's scales is about ten feet in size.

The sharp long feet are powerful, and the long tail swings, and with a light touch, it smashes the surrounding rocks into powder.

"dragon?"

The tyrant, transformed by the power of Han Muye's bloodline, stopped, his eyes fell on the giant beast, and he spoke softly.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't even have the blood of the blue dragon, just four-legged reptiles."

Shaking his head slightly, he roared up to the sky.

The oscillating sound wave pushed the gravel away, and also repelled all the surrounding beasts.

These four-legged, sturdy Hakamo-o beasts couldn't even stop the roar of the divine beast.

"Peng"

The body of the closest dragon beast exploded.

Bright red blood splashed around.

The eyes of the surrounding dragon beasts were crimson, and they flew up, tearing the corpse of the dragon beast clean.

Whether it is hard scale armor or thick keel, these dragon beasts are Swallow.

The giant beast that ate the same kind of beast roared and charged towards Ba Xia's body again.

A mocking look flashed in Ba Xia's eyes, his four feet slowly lifted up, and his heavy back armor floated up.

"Peng"

As soon as he stepped out, a giant beast was directly kicked off.

As soon as the body turned, the back armor knocked the giant beast flying from its mouth.

The scales of these giant beasts shattered and the keels shattered.

"Roar"

Ba Xia slammed away Block's two giant beasts, stepped out at the same time, and tore the two dragon beasts that wanted to wrap around Ba Xia's body into several pieces.

The power of the bloodline was stimulated, and the tinge of blood was absorbed by the lower body, making the already tyrannical body more solid, ten million times stronger than Oreburgh.

Collision all the way, no beast can block Baxia's body.

When rushing over a million zhang, the Killing intent and blood of the tyrant have turned into a pillar of smoke. There are countless souls wrapped in this smoke column, and the roar can make the souls of the giant beasts flying away.

"Peng"

In front, a huge palm shadow was photographed, Ba Xia lifted his foot and slammed into it, causing the surrounding void to vibrate, and all the gravel within ten thousand miles turned into smoke and dust, and then swirled into a vortex.

Baxia raised his head, and saw a monster in front of him that was over ten thousand feet tall, covered with gray-black halo, staggered scales, and a long tail like a snake, staring at him with red eyes.

"Exotic beast tiger Jiao?"

The appearance of this alien beast is like the alien species of the ancient and desolate era.

It's just that the ordinary tiger Jiao is not so tyrannical.

With the blow just now, even Daozu Power couldn't resist.

If the Tiger Jiao clan was so tyrannical back then, they wouldn't be silent in the wild.

"Ba, come down?"

Tiger Jiao's voice was a little stiff, and in his red eyes, there was a Covet who wanted to kill.

"Come on, die?"

Tiger Jiao grinned, his scaled feet spread out.

"thorn"

The void was shattered, and the huge body of the tiger Jiao slammed into it and disappeared, leaving only some ripples like ripples.

Baxia narrowed his eyes.

"Peng"

From his abdomen, a pair of sharp claws protruded and pierced his plastron.

The strength of these claws is enough to tear a star apart.

It is a pity that such a pair of sharp claws cannot have the opportunity to show its power.

Ba Xia raised his front feet and stepped down towards the void below.

"Peng"

The giant foot broke through the void and stepped on Tiger Jiao's forehead.

Tiger Jiao, with his eyes wide open, watched as the giant feet stepped on his face, smashed his own cheeks, stepped on his brain, stepped on the crest, and stepped out of the ridge.

The paralyzed claws grabbed onto Ba's lower plastron, leaving not even a trace of white marks.

A dead tiger Jiao, what ability can break open the plastron under the tyrant?

He opened his huge mouth, slammed his head into the broken void, pulled out the hidden tiger Jiao, and then shook his head and threw it out.

"Peng"

The huge body smashed on a Meteorite a hundred miles away, frightening the hidden beasts and fleeing frantically.

Tiger Jiao is already the Totem here, but unexpectedly, it can't stop the next attack.

Such a tyrannical force, who would dare to block it again?

The tyrant who killed the tiger Jiao roared in the sky, aroused the Killing intent on his body, and caused the blue-gray aura in the surrounding void to gather and pour into his body.

"boom"

The void ahead was broken open, and a world hidden behind the void finally appeared.

The broken stone world has only the slightest green color.

A huge golden stone tablet 100,000 meters high and seems to be about to rush to the Shattering Void is pressed against the rocky world, surrounded by countless floating skeletons, shrouded by the golden aura on the stone tablet.

There are dazzling spirit patterns on this stone tablet.

wrong!

Ba Xia's huge eyes shone brightly, staring at the patterns interlaced on the stone tablet.

It wasn't a spirit pattern, not even the immortal pattern Han Muye knew.

It was a pattern that he had never seen before, and it contained extremely powerful lines!

The moment Ba Xia stared at the pattern, the golden stele vibrated, and all the skeletons floating in the surrounding void exploded.

These skeletons turned into a bone beast with a body of ten thousand feet, rushing towards Baxia.

Ba Xia let out a long roar, and the huge body slammed into it.

"Peng"

One after another, broken bones splashed.

"That's all?" Baxia shouted loudly, and his body slammed into the golden stone tablet.

"Peng"

Ba Xia's body slammed into the stone tablet, causing golden lines to ripple.

He was so powerful that he couldn't shake the stone tablet.

"It's kind of interesting, this is the Heaven Monument." Han Muye laughed, and his lower body roared.

Ten thousand feet of body began to swell.

One hundred thousand feet, one million feet!

The tyrant who once carried the Star returned, the mighty power of qi and blood spread out to the surrounding, and in front of the huge body, the golden stone tablet was like a small bean sprout.

With a long laugh, Ba Xia's huge front feet lifted up and photographed towards the stone tablet.

This monument has a secret.

This stele is the burden of the Baxia clan, and there is an inheritance that is difficult to give up.

This monument is huge.

But so what!

Han Muye came to find the monument, not to put a shackle on himself.

He never thought that he would carry this monument on his back again!

"Peng"

The huge forefoot slapped on the stele, and the golden stele shattered.

Broken.

The stele that contained the inheritance of the Baxia clan and involved the secrets of all parties was shattered!

The golden streamer shattered, and the lines spread out, turning into a light array of a million square meters.

Ba Xia's eyes shone with azure light, staring at the array of light.

Teleportation Array!

Not that kind of teleportation array.

This teleportation formation has the power to penetrate the void and pull the power of time!

The golden light wrapped Ba Xia's body, turning it into an illusion.

The halo dissipated, and there was no golden light array in the void, no heaven monument, and no lower body.

"buzz"

On the ground below the monument that day, there was a tyrannical force surging, and it seemed that the powerful body that suppressed it was awakening.

The strength of that power is even more surging and magnificent than what the tyrant showed just now.

The surrounding void was moved to oscillate, as if to shatter directly.

The endless blue-gray atmosphere is gathering.

The entire desolate old land began to vibrate, and a manic and restless aura was lingering and rising, and all the alien beasts that were already low-minded began to riot.

When Ba Xia's body was wrapped in golden light, and then interlaced with the power that penetrated time and space, Han Muye had already seen through the power.

His own research on time and space is also top-notch in this world.

This power has been hidden in the Heavenly Monument since ancient times. It is not only the foundation of the Heavenly Monument's inheritance, but also the source of the bloodline power of the Baxia Clan.

The Baxia family bears this monument to preserve this power.

"boom"

Ba Xia's huge body smashed through the illusory light curtain in front of him and landed in an empty swamp.

A tyrannical force poured into the body, as if to tear the whole body's muscles and veins apart.

This made Ba Xia couldn't help but growl in a low voice.

"Immortal Venerable Dojo, no noise!"

"Where did the beasts come from, disturbing Immortal Venerable preaching?"

"Hey, a wild beast can actually break into Daluo Immortal Venerable's dojo. Well, this Immortal Venerable will give you a chance. How much you can understand depends on your good fortune."